Four Alphas One Mate (Werebear Shifter FMMMM Menage Steamy Romance)

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Authors: Willow Wilde
own gaze as I kissed my way up his shaft, and parted my lips around his cock on my way down. I heard him groan, and felt his hands wrap around my head, just like Derek’s had before. As he pushed my lips further down his dick, my lower lips slid back towards Derek, just to show him that—while my attention was now divided—I wasn’t ignoring his cock.
     
    The brothers held my head and my hips where they needed them. My tongue slid around Sam’s cock—which was thinner than the last one, but longer, meaning I could throat him a little more—and Derek pumped away at my yearning cunt. I had to pull my head back from Sam for a moment, just to get a firm gulp of air, but he wasn’t having any of that. Back onto his cock I went, loving the domination.
     
    I felt my hips being pulled up, and realized I needed to adjust my balance. My hands held against Sam’s hips, and I grasped them to support myself as I was pulled to my feet but kept bent over. I felt the man commanding my pussy bend over me somewhat, his arms wrapped around under my stomach, and his firm, juicy cock utterly pummeling my hips into submission.
     
    I sucked Sam’s rigid, rock-hard cock as passionately as I could. He was pumping my head up and down on it now, and I lovingly bit my fingernails into his hips. While this was going on, I felt Derek pull out and slap his wet meat a couple of times against my ass.
     
    “I’ve got to fuck your ass,” he growled, and I heard Sam chuckle a little above me. I pulled off of his dick for a moment to reply.
     
    “Start slow,” I relented. Instead of bracing myself, I made an effort to relax, and shifted my ankles a little further apart. Turning my attention back to the man whose throbbing stick I had been polishing, I asked: “Feel good?”
     
    I could barely part my lips around him before he pushed them down to kiss the base of his shaft.
     
    “Yeah,” I heard him groan. “Feels really fucking good.”
     
    I moaned my appreciation and lathered what I could reach of his shaft with my tongue, breathing deeply through my nose and avoiding the water as best as I could. At the same time, I felt my ass-cheeks being lifted apart by a pair of demanding thumbs, the sound of a lube bottle, and then felt his cock slowly sliding into my hungry asshole.
     
    I was no ass virgin, and the water was continuously running down our bodies. So, I guess it wasn’t as incredibly painful as it might have been before. I pushed back slightly to coerce him on. By his third stroke, it was all the way inside me, and I reveled in delight in being absolutely hilted on both ends by a pair of gorgeous, dominating brothers.
     
    As Derek’s fingers clenched into my cheeks and his balls brushed my exposed mound, and Sam applied slightly more force to keep his cock completely down my throat, I felt my eyes wander to the door. I noticed Daniel standing in the doorway, stroking himself and watching with a hungry leer. I pulled a hand free of Sam’s hips to wave him over with my wrist, and took over his masturbating duties with my hand.
     
    It wasn’t too long before a mighty set of orgasms slowly built up and overwhelmed my senses. I knew my role, though. Despite stiffening and moaning like crazy onto the cock trapped between my lips, and my fingernails biting into Sam’s hips in loss of mind, I handled myself pretty well. If the men noticed, they didn’t care, and continued to take me together and pound the living daylights out of me.
     
    The three brothers utterly commanded my body, controlling me between them. After a while, they began to form a sort of rhythm–Derek pushing into my ass, Sam holding my head onto his cock, and Daniel standing tall with my hand pumping his cock. The variances explored always left something inside me at all times as the others were pulling out or pushing in. All the while, the water was drizzling onto us. I would occasionally have to pause on the cock-sucking to take a gulp of air, or cough from

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