Katya
I moan at warm hands brushing my skin, I wriggle back, looking and seeking his skin. Ezra’s scent wafts to my nose, and I realize he is finally home. I yawn, kicking off the blanket that is making me overheat when Mateo moves next to me before his lips taste my skin. Nipping and sucking down my ribs to my hip, making me moan at the sparks rushing everywhere they touch.
Ezra rolls over facing me, his lips cover mine, and arousal washes over me when he grips my knee, pushing it up and over his hip, his lips devour mine as his tongue delves between my lips, demanding to possess every inch. I am drunk on their scents and soaring higher the more they touch me.
“I feel funny,” I mumble around Ezra’s lips.
“You’re in heat,” he growls, kissing me harder, almost urgently. I am high as the clouds, but hot at the same time. It was different from last time, making me wonder if this was just one of those phases.
Mateo’s lips nip at my thigh of the leg draped over Ezra’s when he tugs on it, moving his face between my thighs before his hot mouth licks and sucks on my clit. I moan into Ezra’s mouth, and Mateo growls before sinking his canines into my thigh. I hiss before he plunges his tongue inside my burning-hot pussy. He licks and sucks every inch of me like a man starved, and I am what he is craving.
My hips move, grinding against his face while Ezra leans over me, pushing me back slightly, and I am unable to roll onto my back with the way Mateo is pressing against me. Ezra palms my breast roughly, not caring if he is gentle as eyes keep flickering between him and Maddox, and I knew if I looked down, Mateo’s would be the same.
I reach for Ezra, wrapping my hand around his cock and stroking his length, feeling how hard and aroused his flesh is. I want him to sink into my heat, but Mateo keeps moving before settling between my legs, allowing me to roll over onto my back.
I spread my legs for him, his hands run up my thighs, pushing them flat against the bed while Ezra leans over the top of me, his mouth wraps around my nipple, and my senses become overloaded as I climb higher and higher. I’m so high on their scents, my eyes change, the heat changes as it washes over me, making my back arch off the bed and my toes curl in pleasure. Gripping Ezra, my claws sink into his arms, and the coppery scent of his blood fills the air, but he doesn’t pull away from my tight grip if anything, he presses closer.
Mateo’s tongue circles my sensitive bundle of nerves before he sucks hard. His tongue flicking my aching clit, sends me over the edge, making me cry out, and my hips buck against his face as I ride out my orgasm, his tongue lapping at my juices as they spill onto my thighs.
Ezra laughs when I maul him, shoving him onto his back, desperate for more, and Mateo barely moves quick enough as I climb on top of Ezra, my lips go to his mark, and I am crazed as I drag my teeth down his neck and over his shoulder and chest. I want them, need them. Mateo’s hands run over my hips, jerking me toward him, while I taste Ezra’s skin before Mateo’s cock brushes my ass.
Ezra’s hands move up my neck and slip into my hair as I nip at his skin when he groans, making me look behind me to see Mateo’s hand wrapped around Ezra’s impressive length, stroking him hard before letting him go.
Mateo grips my hips and lifts them, wanting me to sink onto him. A guttural pleasure-filled moan leaves me as Ezra’s cock fills me, stretching me, and I roll my hips against him. My eyes roll into the back of my head at the pleasurable friction as I ride him. Ezra growls, his hand squeezing and plucking at my nipples.
Mateo walks off to the bedside table before the bed dips behind me, and I growl when something cold and wet runs between my cheeks to my pussy, coating Ezra’s cock as it slides in and out of me.
Mateo’s fingers slide inside me alongside Ezra’s shaft. I push back against his fingers, liking the way they stretch me wider to accommodate Mateo, before his tip presses against my entrance. I rock my hips, wanting Mateo’s cock inside me too, remembering the sensation of it last time.
Our moans and the wet sounds of flesh on flesh are the only sounds in the room. Mateo presses his tip inside me, and my pussy stretches to take him. The lubricant allows him to slide in effortlessly as he harshly rams inside me, making me bounce on top of Ezra, my pussy overfilled is blissful torture, too much but not enough.
Mateo slowly withdraws before plunging back in, making my walls clench around them, my nails dig into Ezra’s biceps as they both ram into me, leaving me a moaning mess as I writhe between them. Mateo’s fingers press against my ass before he slides one in. I push back against him, and he slides it out, adding another before thrusting into me, his fingers stretching me, and I rock my hips trying to meet both their thrusts. No matter how many times we all came undone, the heat never let up, growing hotter and hotter, the room filling with the scent of semen and bodily fluids.
The heat makes me entranced. Just the smell of them entices my senses and makes them flare back to life before I am all over them again. Like it would never be enough as each wave rolls over me relentlessly, giving me no rest, but at the same time, I didn’t want any. They never complained about resting between each wave. I am exhausted yet alert as I roll back into Ezra, my body buzzed and wired but sore and tired. It was the weirdest sensation, a primal urge that could not be satiated. Ezra lifts my leg over his, before his cock slides into me. This angle uses less energy as we are both lying on our sides.
I was exhausted. Ezra knows that, but the heat wouldn’t die down, not allowing me to sleep, constantly needing release. Mateo groans rolling into me, and his hand runs down my thigh, his fingers teasing me, and I lean back against him. A moan escapes my lips when his cock presses against my ass, and I wiggle back on it.
He thrusts his hips against me, and I moan. “Want me to fuck that ass?” Mateo purrs, sucking my earlobe into his mouth and squeezing my ass. I roll my hips, and Ezra groans, thrusting into me, and my lips part in a silent scream as another wave washes over me. Heat washes from my toes to my head, awakening every nerve, and my thighs are a sticky hot mess with my juices.