Gabriella - Alpha Marked, Book II by Celia Kyle Page B

we’re
lucky wolves, wouldn’t you, Jack?” Berke scratched her neck with a
sharp fang.
    Another stroke, finger sinking into her
sheath and then retreating to her clit. He circled the nub, round
and round, and she rocked her hips in time with his
ministrations.
    But Jack hadn’t been a lazy boy. While Berke
tormented her pussy, Jack tugged the cups of her bra down to expose
her tender breasts. Now there was nothing between his skin and her
flesh. He cupped her mounds as if weighing them, teasing her once
again until he captured one nub, and then the other, between thumb
and forefinger. He plucked and pinched her nipples, his torment
adding to the blissful arousal that Berke stoked.
    Berke continued his teasing caresses, urging
her closer to release. Two fingers replaced one, both sinking into
her hole and stretching her. She rocked into his penetration,
fighting for him to slide deeper. A sting accompanied his invasion,
but it merely added to her arousal.
    “Need to get this wet hole ready for us.” He
laved her neck and suckled her flesh. “I can’t wait to fuck you
hard and deep. Do you want that sweet Gabriella?” Berke’s words
shoved her toward the edge, and an uncontrollable shudder wracked
her body.
    “Look at how beautiful she is, Berke.” Jack’s
words were followed by a vibrating growl. “All needy and flushed.”
He dropped to his knees, bringing his face even with her breasts.
He brushed one of her nipples one last time and then captured it
with his mouth, sucking it gently. His tongue played over the nub,
alternating flicks and gentle licks. “God, you smell so good. Hot
and sweet, and that musk is driving me insane.”
    Berke’s talented fingers disappeared, and she
whimpered at the loss, her pussy suddenly empty and silently
begging to be filled. “Shh…” He moved, hand rising and she turned
her head to see him slip his cream-coated fingers into his mouth.
“Mmm… I think Jack should get a taste of your sweetness.”
    A tug on her panties brought her attention
back to Jack. He lowered the small bit of black silk and lace to
the floor. She lifted her feet so he could toss them aside. Bared
to him, to them, she gasped at the flare of animalistic desire in
Jack’s gaze.
    Without hesitation, he lowered his ass to
rest on his heels and then brought his face to the juncture of her
thighs. He nudged her legs apart and then his mouth was there,
tongue delving between her lower lips and tapping her swollen
clit.
    “Jack!” She leaned forward and gripped his
shoulders. The change in position ground her ass against Berke,
pressing his cloth-covered hardness into her. “Oh, God.”
    “Is he talented with that tongue, Gabriella?”
Berke murmured, his warm breath bathing her heated skin.
    Jack moaned, drawing a groan from her chest,
and Berke rocked his cock along the crack of her ass.
    “Yes.” She panted. “Good.” She reached behind
her, intent on stroking her mate’s hardness, but a hand wrapping
around her wrist forestalled her.
    “You first, love. Come on Jack’s tongue and
then we’ll take your slick pussy and pretty ass.”
    A bolt of pleasure zinged along her spine
with his wicked words, every syllable adding to her growing desire.
Relaxing within his grip, she let her men do as they willed. This
one was for her, and she’d be sure to return the favor before the
night was through. Later she could suck one into her mouth while
the other slid into her from behind. Or lay them side by side while
she pleasured one and then the other with her tongue.
    Yesss… Those were very good ideas.
    Or she could…
    Jack sucked on her clit, tugging on the nub,
and the action had her body jerking in response, muscles
contracting with the ecstasy of his ministrations. He repeated the
caress and she responded, twitching once again.
    “Shit. There.” Jack shoved two fingers into
her pussy, and she gasped. “Jack.” Only Berke’s hold on her hips
kept her from falling forward.
    Those digits