Page 40 of Sloane

When I open them again, I fist her hair and tilt her neck so it's bared to me. She's still on her hands and knees, and if I push her down, she'll be pressed against Jovi's cock. The idea of it has my lips twitching, and I'm forcing her face down.

"Tongue out, lick him, but do not take him in your mouth."

She licks at Jovi's cock hungrily, like she's never tasted anything so good. Jovi throws his head back on his pillow and grits his teeth, probably trying to make sure he doesn't spill too early. I know how wonderful Sloane's mouth feels, so I do feel somewhat sorry for him.

I let my lower hands skim over her body, making a home on her ass before spreading her and tracing soft circles against her back entrance. She's the one who brought up fucking her together, and I'm not one to reject such a wonderful gift.

"Where's the lube?" I ask Jovi, who leans over to rifle through his nightstand. He tosses the small bottle of lube to me, and I make quick work of opening it and dripping some between Sloane's cheeks. Sloane whimpers as I begin to press one of my fingers inside of her, but when I check to see if she's okay, she'ssmiling between licking at Jovi's cock. "Do you want us both inside of you?"

"Please," Sloane whines as I grip her hair tighter. Her back arches more, her backside wiggling as I press deeper into her. "I want you both, please."

I pull her mouth from between Jovi's legs and pull her up so I can whisper in her ear. I'm positive Jovi's as lost to his lust as I am, but I don't need any of his morality seeping into this moment until we have our teeth sunk deep into our mate's neck. Sloane whines and tries to grab Jovi's cock, but he takes it in his own hand before she gets a chance, enjoying watching her desperate for him when she's denied.

"Be a good girl, Sloane," Jovi teases her as he slowly works his fist over his cock.

Sloane tries to watch his movements, but I turn her to face me. I take her lips in mine until she's softening for me, allowing me to explore her mouth as I press deeper into her from behind. She releases a throaty moan as I remove my finger and then add another before sinking deep into her again.

"You want both of our cocks?" I ask against her lips, picking up the speed I'm fingering her ass.

I wait for a whimper of affirmation before taking her lips in mine for another long moment. I need her relaxed, complacent, and ready to be stretched full on us. When I pull her off of my lips the second time, her cheeks are flushed and her lips swollen.

I keep my voice low, wanting my words only to be heard by her. "If you want both of our cocks, you're going to take our bites."

Sloane's eyes flutter closed, and I feel her body pulsing in pleasure at what I'm telling her. She's just as excited to be marked as we are to mark her. It has the burning in my wrists becoming almost unbearable. The only thing distracting me from the pain is the way Sloane's eyes light up at the idea ofmy teeth sinking into her untouched neck. There's nothing that could stop me from marking her now. Nothing at all.

"Do you think you can do that?" I asked, nuzzling against her neck and wrapping my lips around where I'll mark her as mine.

My fingers scissor inside of her, spreading her, getting her accustomed to the stretch of being opened. My fingers can't ever prepare her enough for my cock, but I can make it more bearable for her. I'll go slow, and I'll be gentle. Whatever she needs, she'll get it.

"Yeah, yes, fuck," Sloane moans as I continue to work her ass, sliding another hand between her thighs to work the bundle of nerves that humans conveniently have to help with bringing them pleasure.

She tries her hardest to keep her eyes open as I bring her close to the edge of her first release. I strum over her clit like I know she likes and thrust my fingers inside her ass in a rhythmic motion. My hand tightens in her hair until her eyes are flashing back open at the bite of pain.

"Do you need to come?" I ask, punctuating my question with a few hard thrusts into her.

A moan breaks from her lips, but she keeps her eyes on me. She opens her mouth a few times to speak, but her words aren't finding her. That's okay. I might be a demanding mate, but I'm not cruel. I'll give her everything she could ever want, and when she needs more? I'll give her that as well.

"Get your fingers in her cunt and make her come."

I flick my gaze over to Jovi, who's leaning back and enjoying watching me play with our mate. He waits for me to remove my hand and allow him access to our shared mate. As soon as I address him and give him something to do, he's doing it with all of his being.

I turn my attention back to Sloane. She's going to need to find her words now, though. Especially if she wants to come.

"Beg your mates to make you come."

"Please!" Sloane's begging is cut short when I drop her hair and move my hands to her waist to hold her still. She doesn't need to move. She needs to feel while we use her body in just the right ways to have her toppling into her pleasure. "Please, make me come. I want to come with my mates' fingers inside me. I want to feel your cocks inside me. I want to be yours. Please, fuck, let me be yours!"

"Have you ever seen such a beautiful female?" I ask Jovi, whose attention is fully focused on our mate.

"Never," Jovi says the words with none of the harshness his features portray. No, he's ready to worship Sloane with all of his being, and I'm not far behind. "You want to be ours, Sloane?" Jovi keeps a steady rhythm as he fucks her with his fingers and circles her clit, bringing her closer and closer to her release. "You want to be the female to sate our desire and share our beds?"

"Yes!" Sloane throws her head back and tries to grind herself into us. "Please, that's all I want."

"You think you can handle two needy males?" I growl in her ear, nipping at her earlobe when she doesn't answer fast enough.

She turns her head to look at me, a determination in her eyes. It has a growl rumbling in my chest as I want to take that look of determination and soften it until it's glossy and content after finding pleasure because of us.

"I can handle you, Alik."