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What woman wouldn’t want to know she turned a guy on like that? Fresh cream rushed from my pussy. So I’d guess they didn’t find me lacking. I felt a surge of confidence that turned to the heat of desire.

Derek’s hands had roamed from my breast to stroke strong fingers over my ribs, waist and now up my back. My skin felt alive, tingly everywhere he touched. “Lay down, Pretty.”

Jay reached for me from the bed. A shiver of nerves shot up my spine. Derek stroked my back. “Shh, Pretty, we won’t hurt you.” I’d never been with two men at the same time. What would they want from me?

I had never been into anal play. Would they insist? Swallowing down any reservations, I knelt on the bed. Soon, two sets of hands guided me to lay with my head on my pillow.

“Derek and Jay, right?”

“Yeah, Pretty, that’s us.”

“My name is Mei.”

“May? Like the month?” Jay’s breath tickled my neck.

“Um, no. Mei, as in Mei Lin Chang. My parents were Chinese.”

“That must be where your pretty eyes and silky black hair come from.” Hands combed through my long locks, spreading it out.

I smiled. It had been a long time, if ever, since anyone said I had pretty eyes.

Fingers from the right traced a line up from my shoulder and across my lips. Derek. “I like it when you smile, pretty Mei.” Derek leaned over to kiss me, softer this time but still commanding. No hair tickled my nose.

“You shaved?”

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“Uh huh.” His words whispered across my skin. “It’d been a while since we’d had the chance.”

I felt the brush of other lips, Jay’s, then nothing but silky waves of hair tickling my face. Were they kissing over me? I lifted my head, leaning into the warmth. Oh, yes!

And it turned me on more than I could ever have imagined. They turned to rub my face with their freshly shaved, silky faces. Soft whines came from both.

Their hands roamed over me, exploring every inch. Their bodies rubbed and slid along mine in a sensuous dance, hard cocks thrusting and grinding on either side. My pussy throbbed, needing their touch.

“
Ungggg
. God, Derek, she feels so damned good.” Jay whined softly as he nibbled my neck, one hand teasing my nipple taut. His hand moved from my breast to my pussy. Ah, God, he stroked and petted my pelt until I thought I would scream, wanting him lower, deeper. I spread my thighs, inviting him in.

“
Ahhhggg
!” A hot, rough tongue swept over my right breast. I arched up, begging Derek to suck me. He lips nibbled, his tongue chasing circles around my tight nipples.

“
Mmmmm
, you taste good.” He breathed across my damp nipple, sending ripples of need spreading out. I gasped and arched as he suckled me. Jay’s fingers sank into my pussy, stroking and thrusting. Thought fled from the overwhelming sensations.

Derek’s leg snaked over mine, pressing his thigh into my pussy. Jay pulled his fingers back to tease my clit.

“
Ahhgggg. Yesss
!” I spread my legs wide and rocked my hips. Delicious tension mounted. I needed to be filled. “Please, God, please.” I thrashed and arched my hips up, begging to be filled.

“Roll over, Pretty.” Derek’s growling voice tickled along my face. Two sets of hands rolled me to my belly, then guided me to my knees.

My gut clinched with worry, my pussy with need. What did he want?

“Easy, Pretty, I’ll make sure he’s gentle.” Jay’s voice. His hand soothed over my head, guiding me into place and steadying me.

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I felt Derek’s cock slipping between my thighs. He used his legs between mine to widen my stance. “Good, Pretty. So damned pretty. So soft.” His hands stroked my back, thighs pressed along the backs of mine. He thrust a few times, the head of his cock sliding in the cream flowing from my pussy.

“
Ahhh
, Derek.” I moaned and rolled my hips to capture his cock right where I wanted it, inside me. He nudged the head against my swollen lips and pressed.

“
Unnnggg
! Shit!” Barely in me, Derek jerked and came hard. His climax fueled the fire of my own passion but I wasn’t quite there yet. I felt a bit disappointed until I realized his cock hadn’t softened at all. How long could these guys go?

Derek’s weight and heat along my back felt so safe, so secure. So very sexy. He stroked my side and flexed his hips softly. The hard length of his cock massaged the inside of me so wonderfully. “What do you like, pretty Mei?”

“Stroke me like you did outside. And, um, you know…” I trailed off. I’d never had to tell a guy to fuck me. It sounded so crude even in my head. Good thing he had it figured out.

His hand curled under and found my clit. I sucked a breath and pressed back against him. He rocked his hips and let my clit glide across his fingers.

“Yes! God, yes!” Pleasure spiraled out from his touch. The feel of his cock stroking deep, filling me, rubbing all the little places inside that made my toes curl. Oh, God! It had been so long I’d forgotten how good having a hard cock in me felt.

Building strength and speed, Derek pumped into me. I met him thrust for thrust, moaning my pleasure as he stroked my need higher. I wanted it to last forever, and I wanted to come, now.

My body rocked with each stroke as he let go, pounding soft gasps and moans of pleasure from me. I dropped my head to my forearms to brace.

His fingers stroked my clit as he slammed in. The changed angle hit new places, sending shivers of delight through me, spiraling tighter, hotter. I cried out as pleasure exploded inside, pussy clenching on his hard cock.

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He growled louder, and I felt Jay’s hands support me, raise my shoulders up as Derek leaned over. Fangs closed on my shoulder, not hard enough to break skin, but I’d have bruises. Another wave of pleasure shuddered through me. Thrusting as deep as he could get, his body jerked, and hot seed spilled inside me. His larger frame surrounded me in heat, and I felt more safe than trapped by his strength.

Body limp with the aftermath, I collapsed to the bed, earning a warning growl and harder bite. Derek followed me down, his cock still buried deep.

“Fragile, Derek. Remember?” Jay’s deep voice soothed the fear starting to rise in me.

Must have worked on Derek too since he released his bite. He rubbed his face over the spot. “Did I hurt you?”

I sighed, a smile spreading, and I settled my head more comfortably. “Worth every bruise.” The aftermath of that stunning orgasm left me mellow and satiated.

For several more minutes, Derek rubbed his face along my shoulders. Pulling out, he worked his way down my back with soft little kisses.

Both men stretched out beside me, stroking. Jay’s body pressed hard and hot to me. His hips rocked his erection on my thigh. He turned my head to face him, his lips hot, demanding. He still needed his turn, and I had no objections. Even if I didn’t come again, it would feel good to be touched, stroked and held.

I rolled to face him, and he clutched me tight, legs wrapping around to pull our hips together. The wonderful afterglow fanned into a new flame with each thrust of his cock through my soaked and swollen pussy lips. I met his hungry kisses, matched his eager rhythm. I’d never come twice but I was beginning to think I could with these two.

He whined and moaned with each thrust.

“Jay.” I whispered his name and, with sudden urgency, he rolled me to my stomach again.

I pulled my knees under and opened for him like Derek had wanted. Derek shifted in front and rested my shoulders on his strong thighs, my face turned to the
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side. Jay stroked my back a couple of times, then pressed the head of his cock to my opening.

“
Hmm
. Yes, Jay!” I rocked back, taking him in.

With a deep, sexy whine, he thrust home, body jerking as he came. His keening cry echoed in the shelter and shivered down my spine to echo in my quivering pussy.

Damn, these guys came easy. Good news, they needed zero recovery time.

“Unngggn! Pretty, shit, so tight, so good.” He reached around to find my clit.

“Yesss! That’s it, Jay!” I rocked my hips back, urging him on.

He pulled back and thrust hard and fast, not taking time to build up. My pussy clenched and flooded with cream. The rush toward my peak spiraled up fast and hot. I moaned with each hard thrust. I was very glad Derek supported my front or I would have nosedived into the bed.

My body quivered with delicious tension. My pussy felt like it was on fire. Jay drove harder into me.

“Ahhggg! Pretty, come for me!” He sounded desperate and so damned sexy. His fingers massaged my clit.

I cried out, and my pussy clamped down on his hard length over and over as I shuddered into my release.

A long, deep howl, and Jay followed, biting on my other shoulder to hold me. I tried to stay up on my knees but I trembled with exhaustion and the warm afterglow from a second mind-numbing orgasm.

“It’s OK, Pretty. Jay…”

Before he said anything more, Jay rolled us to our sides, his cock softening but still inside me. He licked my shoulder and kissed the bite bruise. He held me close, stroking with his free hand.

The bed dipped as Derek stretched out with us. Jay’s softened cock slid out, and he shifted around until he had spooned me against his long body.

Derek shifted closer and slipped an arm under my neck, settling my head against his shoulder. I sighed. It had been a very long time since I had felt so at peace, so safe.

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I snuggled down and let myself drift into that state between sleeping and awake.

* * *

So carefully, they unwound from me and drew a cover over me. They must have thought I was asleep.

Sounds of rustling fabric? Were they getting dressed?
Please, oh, please don’t let
them leave me
!

“I don’t like leaving her, Derek.”

“Shhh, keep it down. We need to get our stuff. I’d rather do it now while she’s sleeping. If she locks us out, it could be weeks or more before she comes out again.”

“You think she’d do that?”

“We’re beasts. Humans, women, they fear us, Jay. They think we’re all killing machines.”

I chuckled softly and leaned up on an elbow. “Hmm, death by orgasm. If I’d known, I would have been chasing
you
down.” It hadn’t occurred to me they might be just as lonely and insecure.

“Pretty, not all beasts are like us.” Derek’s growl took on a hard note.

“Yeah, most of the older ones we’ve seen are seriously fucked up in the head.

They would hurt you.” Jay stroked my hair softly.

I nodded. “I know. And I know that you’re both strong enough to crush me or rip my guts out. And I’m afraid if you leave, you won’t come back, and I’ll be alone again.” I hadn’t meant that to sound quite so clingy, so needy.

Weight settled on the bed, and hands stroked my head and blanket-covered leg.

“We won’t leave you, Pretty. We’re a pack, and this is our den now.” That sounded like Jay.

“We’ll be back in a few hours. You’ll stay inside.” More of an order than question from Derek.

I nodded. Where the hell did they think I would go? “Take the lamp and leave it on the shelf outside the door. Just don’t leave it burning. We don’t have much oil, and the generator’s about out of gas, so no electricity.”
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“Shit, Pretty, have you been sitting here in the dark to save fuel?” Jay sounded so appalled. He put a lot more emotion into his voice than Derek.

I snorted. “Jay, for me, it’s always dark. Only thing I’d want the generator for is heat in the winter.” In the following silence I wondered if I should have reminded them I was flawed. Did they finally see I wasn’t worth keeping?

Derek’s voice came from across the room. “I think I know where we can get lamp oil. There’s one of those old big box stores not far away. Haven’t seen any gasoline in a couple of years.”

“Yeah, but we haven’t been looking either, dude.”

“We can look. Anything else we might need here?” I sat up. “No.” I didn’t want them to know just how low the supplies were.

They’d leave. Fear clutched my guts hard. I would do anything to get them to stay. And not just because I didn’t want to be alone. They’d made me feel wanted, desired, even. I had a feeling I could get to like them very easily.

* * *

I dozed off for a while. I woke with a start, heart pounding from a half remembered nightmare. Beyond the pounding of my heart, I heard nothing.

“Derek? Jay?” Nothing.

I reached for my clothes but they weren’t where I always left them. Feeling around the bed, the floor and the dresser, I finally found what I’d been wearing and pulled my clothes back on.

Taking a deep breath and a moment to orient myself, I headed for the stairs.

Cautiously, I cracked the inner door open and made my way to the shed door. No sun warmed my face, and the breeze felt cool. Frogs in the distance and the soft sigh of a breeze teased my hearing. Night, then and cool enough to be late, maybe even near morning.

It had been midday when they found me. I had to assume this was the same night. They’d been gone hours. Or had they? How long had we spent in bed? Eating? I
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felt tears of frustration welling up. What I wouldn’t give for a Goddamned talking clock! We had a wind-up model but I couldn’t see the damned hands!

I sank down by the door, breathing through the rising panic. Stilling myself, I listened, tuning out the frogs as best I could. A high-pitched trill, bat. A squeak might be a mouse. Soft rustling that could be the mouse or the breeze in the grass.

How long did I sit there listening? A mournful howl and sharp yips that followed shook me to full alertness. Coyotes? Sounded like but what if it was something more? Beasts? Derek’s warning about others added to the fear that had been ingrained in me for the last few years. Not wanting to risk it, I fled back inside.