high mattress, before stalking his way up my body, kissing me as he went.
But I couldn't help but look at Marcus out of the corner of my eye, as he took his time coming over to the side of the bed. The moment we had shared the night before was still etched in my mind. It had come out of nowhere. Marcus had seemed to inspire feelings inside of me for him out of nowhere. Another mystery about him that I wasn't sure I would ever understand.
Connor kissed his way up my neck as I watched Marcus slowly take his shirt off, all the while looking in to my eyes. Finally Connor found my mouth with his, and dragged my face away from the view of Marcus, and I lost myself in Connor's insistent tongue on mine. He wasted no time then, pulling my shirt off and yanking loose the clasps of my bra.
Just as he always did, he watched intently as my breasts spilled free, and then with an intensity that was incredibly hot, bent down and put one nipple and then the other in his mouth, sucking on them until they were hard, and he could roll them in his fingers.
I closed my eyes and moaned, loving the feeling of his mouth, but then felt a second set of hands tracing the lines of my face. I looked up to see Marcus, leaning down to kiss me. I hesitated for half a second, then met his lips with mine, reveling in the feeling of two sets of lips on my body, two sets of hands touching my skin. I felt desired and overwhelmed and I loved it.
Connor moved from my breasts slowly down my body, until he was pulling off the little shorts that I slept in, making me completely nude. His hands traced down my thighs and then back up, making me yearn for his touch between my legs, and I wiggled my hips in frustration, until finally he settled in and gently massaged my wet lips, even as he bent down to stroke his tongue up and down my mound.
I interlocked one set of fingers in Connor's hair to urge him on, even as I used the other hand to guide Marcus' mouth down towards my breasts. My head was full of both their strong scents and it was driving me wild, speaking to the wolf inside of me. I writhed beneath their hands and lips, gasping and moaning as they made my nerve endings sing with pleasure. But even as I was lost in their touch, I was looking inside myself, for the wolf in my mind.
Finally Connor's head and hands disappeared from between my legs for a moment, and I heard a pair of pants drop the floor, followed by two big thighs pushing in between my legs. Marcus continued to kiss my neck and chest and explore my body with his hands, even as I felt Connor slowly drag the tip of his hard cock up between my wet lips.
"Yes," I murmured, breathless, stretching my hips to try and get him inside of me. I needed him, I needed both of them.
Connor slowly pushed his way inside of me, stretching me as went all the way down to the hilt. Marcus lay beside me and draped one big arm over me, covering me with his body and smothering me with his weight letting his lips and his fingers linger here and there. I felt Connor grip my two thighs and wrap them around his body as he slowly built himself up, his hand squeezing my hips. I was moaning with every breath now, the two of them at once was better than I had ever thought possible. And I was so lost in my own pleasure that I didn't even notice Connor groaning and building to a climax until he had released himself inside of me, his hands digging in to me as he tensed with his final thrust.
I might have been disappointed to have it be over so quickly, but there was still Marcus.
As if by some unseen signal, Connor lay down on the bed, and Marcus flipped me over so that I was on my hands and knees, my ass up in the air for him. I lay myself down on top of Connor, my head buried in his big chest, and he wrapped his two big arms around me, holding me against him.
I felt Marcus come up behind me and for the first time felt his cock. I gasped in surprise as he didn't waste any time, thrusting himself deep inside of me, but it