Wolf Tales III by Kate Douglas Read Free Book Online

thighs, the head larger, dark like a ripe plum, the tip glistening with the first drops of fluid. His fingers splayed across Anton’s muscled back, holding the other man close to him as the two rocked together in perfect rhythm, buttocks clenching, bodies straining.
    Keisha felt the first stirrings in her own body, the tension in her belly, the needy ache in her womb. Still caught in Xandi’s view, she reached down between her legs and found that she was wet, the tissues of her labia thick and unbelievably sensitive. She smiled to herself when she discovered even the once tightly woven nest of curls between her legs felt softer than it had before. Slowly, she stroked back and forth over her swollen clit, matching the rhythm between Anton and Stefan.
    Xandi shifted her position near the men, moving behind Stefan so that Anton’s face was now visible. His eyes were closed, his lips parted, still damp from Stefan’s kisses, so lost in passion that Keisha knew at once how he would look thrusting into her. Now, though, he jerked his hips faster, harder, matching Stefan’s tempo. Xandi changed her focus, showing Keisha the taut line of Stefan’s buttocks, the dark, moist head of Anton’s cock riding between his lover’s thighs.
    Xandi slipped lower on the big bed, reached down and raked her fingernails across Stefan’s buttocks, flicking a nail over the head of Anton’s cock. She scooted closer and slipped her hands between Stefan’s legs. Gently, she squeezed his testicles, then found Anton’s and massaged his as well.
    Joined by a strangled cry, both men stiffened, pumped hard against each other and climaxed. Keisha could practically feel the pulsing, throbbing orbs in her own hands. Panting, Stefan rolled away from Anton and both men lay on their backs, laughing, gasping for air. Xandi straddled their legs, a hand wrapped around each cock, and slowly brought them down with smooth pumping strokes, using their own semen to lubricate her erotic massage.
    She leaned over and ran her tongue the length of Anton’s cock, then did the same to Stefan. “Okay, boys… our turn.”
    Anton raised his head, one eyebrow cocked. “Our turn? Our who?”
    Practically sobbing with frustration, Keisha thrust her fingers deep inside her wet and swollen pussy, then trailed them across her clit. So close! She was so close to coming, just from watching Stefan and Anton make love to each other. Watching them through Xandi’s eyes. She’d never dreamed two men together could be so damned sexy.
    Sexy and dumb as a pair of stumps.
    Our who? Who the hell did he think she was?
    “Our, as in me and Keisha. She’s still with me.”
    A slow smile spread across Anton’s face. Keisha suddenly felt his familiar touch in her mind. I thought you’d gone. I didn’t feel you with me anymore.
    I was with Xandi. I’ve never shared anything remotely close to what you and Stefan just did. I had no idea it would…
    Turn you on? Make you hot enough to want to share yourself with us? Stefan thinks you’re absolutely gorgeous. You know I want you, Keisha. I’ve wanted you since the first moment I saw you.
    The need in his mental touch sent shivers across her flesh. Shivers as much from desire as the latent fear she’d not been able to shake. I’m not ready, not yet… not ready to let you touch me, but I am ready to feel what Xandi feels.
    Anton’s soft chuckle trickled across her senses, followed by a slow, mental drawl. Then we’d better make sure Xandi feels real good, don’t you agree?
    Xandi’s laughter rippled into their thoughts. I think Xandi’s going to like that very much. Hang on, Keisha… the boys appear to have recovered.
    It was more than a little decadent, lying in bed with morning sunlight filtering through the blinds, her body naked and wanting, two fingers buried deep between her legs in anticipation of another woman sharing sex with two men.
    Keisha practically laughed aloud when Xandi’s thoughts surfaced once more in her