Inevitably Yours

MICHAEL

“Stop freaking out,” Quinn linked. “I need you to trust me that if I don’t like something or don’t want something to happen, I’ll tell you. Pinky promise.”

The panic subsided only slightly, but I wasn’t worried about my mate being devastated upstairs anymore. Nic was now giggly like she was having a private conversation, and I realized she must be talking to Quinn too.

“Fine, I believe you, but are you telling Nic right now?” I exclaimed, looking at her out of the corner of my eye, now getting red in the face.

“She is your best friend. She should know what she’s doing to you,” Quinn teased. There was something different about her voice, though, and I realized that the desire wasn’t only coming from me anymore. Quinn was turned on too. Unfortunately, that realization put me at full mast, and there was no way I could hide that in the shorts I was wearing. “Apparently, you’re not doing a good job at hiding it anyways.” I could hear her giggling from the bath all the way upstairs.

Then, a familiar smell I hadn’t expected hit me. Nic was turned on too. f**k. I had to get out of this before it turned into something Quinn wasn’t okay with.

“I’m coming upstairs. I think this may be progressing past what you were cool with, and I don’t want to cross a line, baby,” I told her. As I shifted to stand up, Nic pushed me back as I heard Quinn in my head.

“Or… you could sit there and let Nic do what we just talked about while I get out of the bath and then join you downstairs,” she posited, her voice sultry even through the bond.

“Quinn…” I protested weakly. I could see where this was going, and my resolution was crumbling. We’d talked about this in passing for years. If Quinn really wanted to try… cuddling with both of them was amazing; I couldn’t imagine more.

Nic’s feet shifted in my lap, and there was no mistake. One foot gently rubbed my sack as her other foot gripped my shaft with her toes. She stroked up and down through my shorts with my c**k pressed against my leg. Her eyes found mine, and they were alight with a different kind of hunger, “I hear you were embarrassed to tell me you like this?”

It was hard to concentrate now as she found the spot at the underside of my head and gently rubbed it with her toes. Her hand laced into mine, and a deep m**n escaped my lips that I wasn’t in control of.

“This has to be a trap,” I thought, overwhelming desire radiating through me but fear prickling at the back of my neck that this was too good to be true.

“She pinky promised,” Eros replied simply. Pinky promises were sacred between me and Quinn. I would typically trust them over a magical b***d oath.

“You’re right,” I sighed, closing my eyes and letting it happen. If Quinn was okay and wanted to try this, I wasn’t going to stop her.

I heard Quinn quietly padding down the stairs with her sexy bare feet. I wondered what she would be wearing when she came down the stairs if anything. Even with how bold she was being, I knew she’d be shy about the first time, so I didn’t expect nudity.

When I opened my eyes, her cheeks were flushed, and Goddess, was she the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. Her n*****s were hard and pressing against the inside of her shirt, making it clear she wasn’t wearing a bra, and she had shorts that left little to the imagination. Those were some high school shorts on a grown she-wolf’s figure.

I looked over at Nic; her eyes were riveted to Quinn’s chest. I couldn’t help but look down at Quinn’s toes, scrunching as she nervously shifted with us both looking at her. I was so hard at this point it was painful. Nic’s toes slowed, giving me a small amount of reprieve.

“Are you sure?” I asked Quinn softly. I needed her to tell me to my face. She shook her head yes wordlessly, and my heart started beating again, smashing against the inside of my chest, “Words, Quinn.”

“Yes,” she quietly squeaked.

“Prove it,” I told her, my anxiety calming down and desire fully taking over. “Throw me your shirt.”

Slowly, Quinn pulled her shirt over her head, and her titts dropped heavily as the hem brushed over them, leaving my favorite pair in the world free, her n*****s hard and waiting to be touched. Nic inhaled sharply, and I could feel her waiting for permission.

I squeezed her hands, still in mine, and looked into her eyes, “Go. You can touch.”

“Really?” she squealed in excitement. Before I knew it, she leaned forward, and her soft lips kissed me fiercely. As she pulled away, the excitement was palpable. She stood and closed the distance quickly, and her hands were on Quinn’s boobs, exploring them and tweaking her nipples.

“Goddess, they look even bigger out of your bra!” Nic exclaimed, her eyes wide. Quinn could only respond with a whimper as her n*****s were played with, her face becoming an even brighter shade of crimson. Her eyes widened suddenly as Nic leaned down and sucked one of Quinn’s n*****s into her mouth. My c**k twitched, and I wasn’t sure how much longer I should watch versus participate.

“This was your idea, Quinn,” I linked her, knowing she’d be more apt to answer me in her head. “Do you want me to let you lead, or do you want me to take charge like normal.”

Her eyes closed as Nic’s hands wandered and her mouth continued its onslaught. “You please. I can’t…” she couldn’t talk. This was going to be overwhelming for her at first.

“How about Nic and I focus on you the first time, and then when I’m up again, we can focus on her,” I asked. Biting her l*p, all she could do was nod profusely.

QUINN

Michael watched me with dark eyes while Nic finally got to touch my chest. My face was warm; this was new. Nic surprised me by doing exactly what Michael would, lowering her mouth to one of my breasts. I sucked in a sharp breath, and the corner of Michael’s mouth twitched up. He was enjoying the show.

I closed my eyes as Michael linked me to remind me this was my idea. He was correct, but somehow I hadn’t thought this all the way through. Now I felt self-conscious and oddly turned on. Nic’s enthusiasm was apparent, though. Thankfully, my mate liked to be in charge.

He cleared his throat. “Come over here, ladies,” he said, his voice now low and gravelly. Nic pulled away, her eyes dark too. She grabbed my hand and led me back to the couch with Michael. He stood, facing both of us. He grabbed both of our chins, tilting our faces up to him.

“Are we all on the same page then?” he asked. I looked sideways at Nic, who was grinning excitedly.

“If that page is f*****g Quinn, yea,” she said.

“Q?” M said, looking at me. I swallowed the nervous lump in my throat and nodded. This was crazy; I was about to have s*x with my mate and his best friend.

Michael leaned down, first giving Nic a chaste k**s and then coming back to me. My k**s was longer, more lingering. M continued to k**s me when he let go of Nic. She stepped behind me, looping her fingers into the top of my waistband and sliding my shorts and panties down my legs.

Michael smirked as he ran his hands down my arms. “Goosebumps already?” he teased. Nic stood, running her fingertips up my legs. Somehow I never considered this dynamic, but it was entirely logical that Nic was far more dominant than me, making me curious how they had gotten along in the past.

I grabbed the bottom of Michael’s shirt, feeling bashful at standing completely naked between them, both fully dressed. Michael humored me and let me pull it over his head. “Alpha muscles are so nice,” Nic sighed behind me, putting her chin on my shoulder. “But their Lunas are nicer.”

Michael kissed Nic again over my shoulder. When he pulled away, he kissed me again, and I could taste Nic on his tongue. “Let’s get more comfortable,” M said, pulling back. He held my hands, and I let him guide me over to the couch. I sat, but Michael quickly pushed me back so I was lying down. “Wait right here,” he growled into my ear.

A shiver ran through me as M stood and turned back to Nic. “Now, you,” he smirked. She pulled her shirt over her head in one graceful swoop; Michael reached behind her with one hand and released the clasp on her bra. I bit my l*p, watching my mate undress her. Nic connected gazes with me as he pulled her shorts down her legs. My skin felt hot, and a tightness was forming in my abdomen.

When she was bare, Michael stepped back, and Nic crawled over me on the couch. Michael dropped his shorts and joined us. He knelt next to the couch while Nic hovered over me. I gripped the cushion below me nervously; I had no idea what was about to happen. Nic leaned over, kissing Michael this time.

Desire and excitement poured through our bond, but it wasn’t one-sided. I was only getting warmer as the seconds ticked by. Michael pulled away from Nic and turned to me. I had both their eyes on me again. I squeezed my thighs in anticipation. Nic’s hand started to roam lightly over my stomach. Michael brought his mouth to mine, garnering my attention.

“She’s going to play with your p***y, baby,” he whispered softly. As he said it, Nic’s hand trailed down around my belly button, over my h*p, and continued further. Her slender fingers slipped between my legs. Michael nipped at my lips, my gasp being swallowed by his k**s.

One of Michael’s strong, calloused hands gripped my thigh. “Spread them, love,” he instructed. My legs fell open enough for Nic to slip her fingers into my wet lips easily. Michael growled at the sharp intake from her quickly finding my clit.

Michael’s mouth went to my breasts, keeping one hand on my thigh and the other coming up to thread into my hair. Nic’s fingers moved lower, dipping into my entrance. My eyes rolled back; there were so many hands on me.

“Can I taste her?” Nic asked Michael. He bit my n****e a little harder, making my back arch, and a shock of titillation pulsed straight to my p***y.

“She is very tasty,” he answered Nic. “What do you think, Q? Should Nic get a taste too?”

I nodded my head, that timid, cautionary voice in my head overtaken by the gluttonous desire raging inside me. Nic’s hopeful eyes lit up with more l**t. Her mouth lowered to my h*p immediately, trailing open-mouthed k****s down to her target. M gripped my hair, pulling my attention to his. His look was searing as if he didn’t already have me melting.

He didn’t move or say anything, staying just out of reach to k**s him. Nic was perched over my lower half, her face moving to my core while her a*s waved in the air. I closed my eyes, waiting for it to happen. “Open your eyes. I want to see how she makes you feel,” Michael instructed.

As I went to listen, Nic’s tongue slid over my clit, making me almost jump. “How’s that feel?” Michael whispered. All I could muster was a soft m**n. Michael kissed down my jaw and then down my chest again. My eyes rolled back as Nic’s tongue played with my button.

“Her legs are already shaking,” Nic commented. Michael’s hand gripped my thigh a little harder. They connected gazes, and Nic slowly slid a finger back inside me.

“She’s very….” Michael paused, looking for the right word. “Submissive… most of the time.”

“And sweet,” Nic smirked, lowering down again. Michael shifted down a little. I watched as his hand left my thigh and trailed up Nic’s spine until he landed on her a*s. His other hand released my hair in favor of one of my breasts, gripping it firmly. Nic purred into my p***y, making my h**s roll into her mouth.

Michael’s hand massaged my breast moving between both of them. “I’m going to touch Nic, too, okay?” he linked.

Her fingers continued to push in and out of me, and her tongue concentrated on my clit. I was going to combust entirely. “Mmhmm,” I replied, barely able to think straight.

Nic held my h**s down, but my back arched hard as she m****d into me. Michael rolled my n****e between his fingers, pushing me right over the peak. I tried to bite back my scream as I gripped the couch, my lower half pulsing with pleasure.

Nic slowed, and my body calmed slightly. I was panting as I tried to come back to Earth. “Taste her,” Michael ordered.

“Yes, Alpha,” Nic said cockily. Her tongue dipped into my hole where her fingers had just vacated. Immediately, I could feel pressure building again.

“Good girls,” Michael growled, watching Nic lap at my core. Her m***s sent soft vibrations through me, adding to the feeling of her tongue dipping in and out of my hole.

Nic continued to eat me. After a moment, M sat back and enjoyed the view, stroking himself. I’d never seen him so turned on. His eyes burned into me, making me squirm more. Nic bit my clit and growled, pulling another o****m out of me.

“Okay!” I squeaked, trying to get away from her. Nic looked like she was ready to hunt me. Michael chuckled softly.

“She’s trying to tell you she’s sensitive and overwhelmed,” he chided her. “Which means it’s my turn.”

Nic sat up, rubbing her hands over me. “That was the best movie snack I’ve ever had,” Nic teased. I covered my face with my hands. Michael already loved to tease me, and now Nic was in on it too.

Michael pulled my hands away from my face and kissed my nose. “Don’t hide,” he laughed. He grabbed my hand and guided it down to his c**k. I wrapped my fingers around him; he was so erect it had to be painful. “This is one of the best things that has ever happened.” I smiled shyly and nodded. No complaints so far.

I stroked Michael slowly even though my arm was at a slightly awkward angle. He closed his eyes and hummed softly. “What do you want now?” he said, his eyes fluttering back open. The hunger in them was making me impossibly hotter.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

“f**k me,” I choked out.

“So she can be demanding!” Nic exclaimed. Michael just smiled. He turned, nodding his head to the side to tell Nic to move. She climbed off the couch, and Michael stood to replace her.

“Since Nic took such good care of you, how about you return the favor, baby?” Michael asked silently.

“Sure, but I….” I trailed off. I’d never done that. I didn’t know what to do.

“Just do what we do. The things that you like. She’ll tell you if you need to do something different,” he assured me.

Michael positioned himself between my legs and rubbed his head over my soaking slit. My h**s bucked at him, my body trying to take what it craved. Michael smiled at Nic. “Would you like to ride your Luna’s mouth?”

“Are you sure?” she asked, looking between us.

“Sit, Beta,” Michael said more demandingly. She narrowed her eyes playfully at him.

“Yes, Alpha,” she said. Michael liked it when she complied; he very much enjoyed being in control. But, I had the feeling that Nic didn’t listen so well outside this dynamic.

Nic crawled onto the couch behind my head. I looked up as she inched closer on her knees. She smiled down at me, heat in her eyes as well. She leaned forward and started playing with my titts again. Michael continued to tease me slowly with his c**k. One by one, he put my legs on his shoulders.

“Ready?” Nic asked, looking down at me. I swallowed and nodded; I was nervous. “Don’t worry, I know it’s your first time,” she winked.

I closed my eyes as Nic positioned herself over me and then lowered her p***y to my mouth. As she lowered herself, Michael stroked into me hard, slamming his c**k all the way in. “Mmmmm,” he growled.

I slipped my tongue out and did what Michael always did to me. Nic shivered above me, hissing. Her p***y was warm and wet against my tongue. I stroked my tongue up and down, quickly finding her clit. Every time my tongue brushed it, she jerked slightly.

Michael started moving, pumping in and out of me. My brain started to scramble as he did. Nic leaned forward slightly. Her h**s rocked over my face, forcing my tongue against her. Michael leaned forward too, bringing my legs closer to my chest as his h**s moved. There was so much happening my head was spinning. I could hear kissing; Michael and Nic were making out.

My tongue found her hole, dipping into it. She let out a little sound that was cute and a little desperate. Her wetness coated my mouth; it was a little sweet and a little salty. I couldn’t compare it to anything. The more my tongue moved, the more sounds she started making and the harder Michael pounded into me. I was right there, ready to crest once again as I tried to hang onto coherent thought.

Hands were grabbing me, and I held onto Nic’s thighs as she started moving over my face harder. I couldn’t keep up. Fingers pressed onto my clit, and I almost screamed. “Let her ride your face, baby,” Michael said in my head. I stopped trying to do anything and let her rub herself over my tongue.

“f**k,” Nic gasped, her h**s rubbing back and forth. I felt Michael’s hand on my stomach. I reached forward, grabbing it.

“You’re such a good girl, Quinn. It’s so hot watching her ride your face,” Michael told me. My brain couldn’t form words, just unintelligible sounds. I needed to c*m. His c**k slid in and out of me, over and over, stroking that perfect spot inside.

“Goddess, her mouth feels so f*****g good,” Nic called above me.

“Then c*m on it,” Michael growled. Nic tensed. She was close. “Give her a reward for being so good.” Nic ground down harder, finding the right pressure she needed. Her movements getting stiffer, jerkier.

“Now, Nic,” Michael demanded. I gripped Michael’s wrist even harder as Nic found her tipping point over me. Hot wetness rushed out of her, coating more than my tongue. I tried to lick it up as she shuddered over me.

“Did you like that, Quinn?” Michaels asked.

“Yes, Alpha,” I answered him. My lower half was beginning to tense desperately, so ready to just release. Michael changed his movement, grinding desperately instead of stroking into me. The slight change made me fall. I could feel my walls grip him inside of me, and he exploded.

Michael made a sound I couldn’t describe. Creamy warmness leaked out of me around his c**k as he pulsed into me. Nic slid off me, and I took in a deep breath. Michael was slightly hunched, catching his breath. Nic slid onto the floor as M finally removed himself from me.

Michael backed up, laying my legs back down, then fell onto the floor himself. I closed my eyes. My entire body was still on fire and sensitive. Michael reached up and stroked my head softly as he got comfortable against the couch.

“That just happened,” Sapphire smiled in my head.

“Yea, that was….. great.”