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velvety walls.  Her
arousal was like an animal, rabid and hungry.  It was as if nothing could douse
her lust.
    “So good. So fucking good.”  She shuffled her ass,
pushing down on both of them.  Both men groaned in unison.  “More. Harder. 
Fuck me till I scream.”
    Tommy slid his hands down to grip her hips.  Digging
into her flesh, he ground his pelvis against her sex, pumping into her.  At the
same time, John placed his hands above Tommy’s and buried his cock deep.
    “Oh, fuuuuuuuuck!”
    Pangs of savage pleasure ripped through her body
like a knife.  Her breath heaved from her lungs and she thought she’d die from
the surges of scorching hot ripples radiating inside her pussy.  Could someone
die from being fucked too hard?  She hoped to find out.
    Whimpering mindlessly, Anisa could do nothing but
hold on for the ride she’d demanded of her wolves.  As Tommy plunged into her,
John retreated.  They worked in unison to give her the best, wildest, hottest
fucking of her life.  Captured and tortured by both their cocks, she couldn’t
even reach down between her legs and rub her clit to aid the mind-shattering
orgasm that was building.  Gasping for breath, she dug into Tommy’s chest with
her nails and let him decide her fate.
    As if sensing her desperation, Tommy moved one of
his hands around her thigh to slide his fingers into her cleft.  The moment he
touched her clit, Anisa jerked as a white-hot explosion detonated in her cunt. 
Simultaneously, they buried their cocks into her as an orgasm blasted into her.
    Crying out, Anisa shut her eyes against the sensory
assault on her body.  Waves, whips, jolts and hot flows of agonizing pleasure
surged over and through her all at once.  She couldn’t distinguish one from
another, or where the sensations were coming from or ending.
    All thoughts left her.  The only thing she could do
was ride the wave and let it the power of it wash over her, through her, into
her every pore.  Clamping her eyes shut, she collapsed onto Tommy in total
exhaustion.  The spell had been completed.  It would do what she wanted it do
to.  Bind the three of them together.  Whenever she called, they would both
come.  No matter what.  No matter when. They belonged to her now. Forever.
    “And let it be done,” she murmured against Tommy’s
flesh.

Chapter Eight
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    T ommy rose from the bed and padded across the room
to get his clothes.  It was nearly full night now.  The three of them spent the
entire day fucking and eating and fucking some more.
    As he dressed, he watched Anisa and John sleep.  The
sheriff had an arm flung over her back, and her foot was hooked around his. 
He’d been on the other side of her; she’d had her head on Tommy’s chest.  It
was warm and secure in the bed; he’d been happy for the last twelve hours but
it wasn’t the place for him.  It was time for him to go home.  Garrick needed
him.  Anisa now had John.
    He left the bedroom, went into the kitchen and
snagged the last piece of steak left out on the counter from their earlier
supper.  As he chowed down, he pulled on his boots and grabbed his jacket.
    He thought to leave Anisa a note, but she’d know why
he had to go.  What words could he write anyway, that would make a difference
to her?  Bye, call you, just seemed too lame.  Besides that, he wasn’t going to
call.  And he wasn’t one for lying.
    Before he reached the door, he heard a soft noise
behind him.  He turned to see John shuffling into the kitchen, with only a pair
of briefs on.
    “You’re sneaking out.”
    Tommy nodded. “Yeah, she’s used to it by now. I’m a
coward when it comes to her.”
    “Yeah, I’m starting to understand that.” John
laughed, rubbing a hand over his hard face.
    “Be good to her.”
    “I will. I’m afraid of what she’d do to me, if I
weren’t.”  He stepped forward and offered his hand. “Tell Garrick he has a
friend here.”
    Tommy shook the