Davies, Corinne - Wrapped in Fur [3xtasy Lake 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (14 page)

“Oh, fuck.” Colwyn wrapped his hands around her hips and held her down against him, preventing her from moving too much. “Not yet, princess, you feel so good like this.”

“But, we’re going to make it better,” Brand whispered from behind her. His fingers skimmed down her back, raising a path of goose bumps along her skin. She shivered and Colwyn closed his eyes and groaned.

“Are you all right?” Holly thought he sounded like he was in pain.

He looked up at her. His eyes looked almost black but she could sense the passion behind them. “I’ll be a lot better in a few minutes.”

Brand kissed a path down her spine much as he did before. She arched her back at his touch, and he stroked the globes of her ass. “That’s right, Holly. You know exactly what I want.”

She did, thanks to the night she spent watching all sorts of videos she found on the computer. Knowing that Brand was about to shove his cock in her ass made her nervous, but her body felt as if she stood on the edge of a precipice. She wanted to have both of them inside her.

She felt his tongue trace a path downward, pausing to flicker at her back entrance. It felt forbidden, carnal, and she wanted more. Colwyn pulled her closer to him. She pressed her breasts against his muscular chest. He captured her lips and stroked her tongue with his own.

“This will help,” Brand said softly, and she felt a cooling sensation on her anus. He circled the muscular ring of her bottom with something slippery. She instinctively clenched and jerked against the invasion.

“Easy, sweetheart, we’re going to take this nice and slow for now.” She felt more cool moisture, and this time he pressed past her muscle.

“Oh, oh.” there was a slight pinch and a burn that morphed into something dark and incredible.

“You okay, princess?”

“Oh, yes.” She took a deep breath.

“You’ll love it.” Colwyn’s whispered words brushed against her ear. “Relax and press out when Brand presses in.” His fingers caught up her hair and lifted it out of the way so that he could nip at the sensitive column of her neck. “We’re going to fill you up completely, princess.”

“You keep talking like that, Colwyn, and I’ll never make it.”

Holly couldn’t help the giggle that escaped. Concentrating on her breathing she felt more pressure as Brand manipulated her muscles. The burning sensation returned every time he increased the pressure, but as she pushed out against him, it eased.

Colwyn pumped his hips and rekindled the fire that smoldered within her. “He’s giving you a good stretch. You’re going to be so tight. Even with lots of lube, he’s going to have to work his cock into you nice and slow.”

“Colwyn, you’re not helping.” Tension radiated in Brand’s voice. He pressed another finger into her bottom and wriggled it around before pulling away. She didn’t realize how accustomed to the delicious pressure she’d become until he took it away. She felt him shift behind her then a large, blunt force pressed against her. This was much larger than his fingers and stole her breath.

“Breathe, princess, remember to push back against him.” She gasped for a breath and Colwyn cupped her face and kissed her, stealing her thoughts.

Brand retreated and more slippery lube coated her entrance. He pushed forward and it felt like he’d shoved a white-hot poker up her ass. She cried out and he stilled, gripping her hips so tightly she wondered if he would leave marks. “Push back against me, Holly. I’m almost there, sweetheart.”

She remembered to follow their instructions and the burning eased again. The pressure was incredible, and she felt so full she didn’t think she could move.

“Oh, there we are.” Brand groaned, curled over her back, and rocked gently against her. “That’s my good girl.”

Colwyn eased slowly out of her as Brand shifted forward, and then they switched. Her entire world narrowed down to this perfect moment. Each of her men surged within her, moving in tandem. One plunged into her as the other withdrew. She felt as though she spiraled out of control until Colwyn grabbed hold of one of her hands and Brand grasped the other one. That gave her an anchor in this fervor of sensations, a home. She writhed in the middle of this sexual storm, the center of what Brand and Colwyn circled around. She couldn’t tell where one started and the other stopped. They were one union of souls that would never be parted again. A moment of agonized pleasure washed over her and then the inferno took over and dissolved her into a being of pure elation.

* * * *

Cocooned in warmth, Holly lay stretched out between Colwyn and Brand. They each rested their heads on a breast and curled an arm over her stomach. Colwyn’s pelt lay over the three of them, wrapping them in its warmth. She trailed her fingers lightly over their shoulders. “This is the most perfect moment of my entire life. I love you both so much.”

Both Colwyn and Brand pushed up onto one arm and leaned over her. “I love you, too, my mate.” Colwyn kissed her and then leaned back so that Brand could kiss her. She saw the pure elation of finally having her say the words while under his pelt. Selkies loved their traditions.

“I love you as well, Holly. I might not be a Selkie, but I think of you as my mate, too. If you hadn’t come into our lives I don’t know if we ever would have found a way to mend our friendship.”

“I think you would have, eventually.”

“You both are as much a part of me as this is,” Colwyn said as he tugged the soft fur up over his shoulder.

“I think this is the best moment of my entire life.” Content in the knowledge that she would never be alone again, Holly snuggled between her two men. She had a home and a family who shared her love.

Brand pressed a kiss against her forehead. “Sweetheart, we’re going to give you a lifetime of best moments.”

Epilogue

Cris sat in his chair and looked out over the snow-covered street of the town he loved. He waved at the McGuigan sisters as they made their way over to the Shack for their afternoon tea.

A crystal snowflake hung in the window, reflecting rainbows over the walls behind him. It was a gift from Ecstasy Lake’s newest resident. She told him a beautiful ending to one of the legends he read for Yule. He always was a sucker for happy endings, and wanted to share this one with everyone. The song ended and he flipped on his mic.

“Good afternoon, everyone. The sun is shining, and Vencel Solfalvi has assured me if the weather stays in the negatives for a few more days, the annual old boys’ hockey game will be back on. But more importantly, I wanted to send out a big congratulations to the newest permanent resident to Ecstasy Lake. She and her new husbands are home from a weekend away to Sin City. Welcome home, Holly Marshall Denninger…”

THE END

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