"Then, Rose, now don't use our ages as an excuse to leave us again.""If the demonstration at the lake didn't clarify that we are men, then relax, that has an immediate solution," the scents of wood and wild forest enveloped Rose, tempting her to commit passionate follies."You could be with a woman your age. You think it's sexy now, but when everything starts to sag and wrinkle, it won't be! You'll be disgusted...you..." Rose didn't know what nonsense to babble.She felt like an animal being stalked. It was always like this with the two of them, and soon, a strong chest stopped her flight; she was cornered again."You, you seem to be the more sensible one... please...this is crazy on all accounts," she turned to face Maell, since reasoning with Niall was impossible."What do you expect me to say, Rose? That you can leave, that you can abandon us again?" Maell got upset, stepping towards her when he saw her treating him like a soft persimmon.Just because I'm not as graphic as Niall d
Being in the dark and not knowing what would happen next had Rose trembling all over, and she couldn't deny that she was getting very excited by this twisted game.In her mind, she wanted to repeat the discourse about age, but she knew that this insignificant shield would not protect her from the lust of these two Alphas, nor her own.She felt caresses on her hips, wet kisses, and nips on the sensitive inner part of her thigh.Her panties began to descend torturously."Lift your foot, Rose," Maell's hoarse voice commanded, and she could only comply, becoming completely naked except for the apron, which wouldn't last much longer either."Spread your legs for your Alpha."Rose hesitated for a second, with the last barrier of resistance barely holding."Now!" a dark command made her shudder and spread her legs completely, exposing herself to the man's crude gaze.Wasn't Maell the good brother? No, he wasn't, and Rose was utterly confused.Just because he was more sensible and colder towa
"Does it hurt? Is it too hot? Damn, I checked the temperature!" Maell said, slightly panicked, thinking he might have actually burned her."Rose, does it hurt? Did we hurt you?" Niall's voice also sounded concerned as he began to loosen the grip that kept her legs apart, to check on her.A warmth spread through Rose's chest uncontrollably.She could lie and say it hurt; she was sure they would stop this game that she knew very well they all agreed to, including herself."No. It doesn't hurt. It just surprised me a bit," she confessed in a whisper, wanting to hide afterward like an ostrich."You realize you just let go of your last ticket out, right?" Niall whispered close to her mouth, then licked her lower lip and captured it between his teeth."Good girl, Rose. We'll give you your reward now," Maell's dark promise sounded, and she was again opened up like a sacrificial prey, ready to be devoured and defiled."Mmm... tastes so good... delicious... so wet... I really want to come insi
Rose decided it was time to act like the adult here; enough of pretending she was unaware.Partners, or whatever they were, these two hot, masculine men had her melting.She could keep resisting futilely or finally embrace her desires.Alright, no more running. When she would escape, she'd take a delightful and exciting memory of how a mere human doctor, like her, enjoyed a threesome with two perverted, horny werewolves.Age? Better not to think about that."So, in the end, I guess there's no escape, right?... right?... Hey, my eyes are up here!" Rose grabbed the apron, pulling it to one side of the counter and tried to cover her nudity as best she could with the tiny fabric.She was sitting on the edge of the island with the two of them standing in front like good students, a meter apart."I'm talking to you, look at my face, that's where my mouth and my eyes are, stop looking at me like two hungry wolves!""I disagree, since you can't read minds, I'll tell you, Maell is remembering
"Aagg… Rose, it's not fair for you to suck me like that... move on to Maell... damn it " Niall was in agony.His hips moved non-stop, thrusting inside the delicious mouth of his mate who was sucking him into consciousness.Beside him, Maell grunted as the hand of their female worked him up and down, in a tight fist around his penis, drawing out all his juice.Both were sweating, their tattooed muscles rippling and tense, grunting and moaning, standing side by side, looking down as Rose knelt between them, alternating her hand and mouth, masturbating and sucking them with force and lust, determined to bring them to their knees.Rose couldn't stop even if she died.Although outwardly she appeared confident and tough, inside she harbored many insecurities.Having been left at the altar by a man, it was clear if he preferred her friend, it was because the sex wasn't satisfying.Could she satisfy these two stallions with her inexperienced movements?All the pre-cum sliding down her throat,
"Are you hurt? Let me check you, I'm such a damn idiot. Here, drink some water," he chastised himself while cleaning the remains from Rose's mouth, her chin, and the reddened corners of her lips with a damp napkin. "You're a wild little wolf, and you lost," Rose couldn't help but laugh as she drank the water and reached up to caress his cheek.An invisible connection tied them together. She could feel it, but she resisted with all her might because she didn't want to fall in love again and because she realized that her attraction to them was not normal.It was primitive and wild, raw, and she was losing herself in the pleasure and love they gave her. She was being greedy, and that meant lowering her barriers. "Rose, you did that on purpose, right? Do you like Maell, the grumpy one, better?" Niall looked at her aggrievedly, sexy and hot, as he continued to clean her up, and Maell helped with another napkin. "No, I like both of you equally," she confessed, and they both paused but th
Olivia walked through the kitchen, the knife clutched tightly in her trembling hand.She was still in her white hospital pajamas and barefoot, having dropped her slippers when she jumped, with great effort, over the short fence of her own house.Olivia walked around the dimly lit room.She knew the exact location of every piece of furniture, every lamp, every ornament.This had been her home for nearly eight years, the home she had shared in a marriage she believed to be true and real, but which was as false as all the feelings "her dear husband" had professed for her.The same man who was now upstairs, probably with another woman.Olivia knew it, her sixth sense told her, just as she knew the day her older sister would die.She cried and kicked to keep her from celebrating with her friends, but since she was only an eleven year old girl, no one paid any attention to her.At midnight, her parents were notified that their teenage daughter had been stabbed and raped in a dark alley in t
Olivia had been in this beautiful place for days.As much as her depression tried to drown her, the beauty of everything her eyes saw forced her out of her self-pity.She felt at home, even though she was living in one of the rooms of the inn in this rustic village lost in the woods and mountains. After a journey of days, they arrived here, a picturesque village with houses made of stone and wood, but although they looked rustic on the outside, they had all the comforts of modern life on the inside.It was not a poor or backward place at all, it had a lot of development, it just seemed that its inhabitants liked to be away from the world and curious strangers.She had been here for more than a week, and although Noah tried everything to get her to stay at John's house, she refused, insisting on staying at the inn.She felt that she had already upset her friend too much, that her madness had even put her in danger of being arrested as an accomplice.Dressed in blue jeans with a thermal