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tongue, felt the hard testicles within his sac when Xandi rolled them gently between her fingers.
    When Xandi straddled Stefan’s lean thighs and lowered herself on his straining cock, Keisha gasped at the sense of fullness, the slick entry so deep inside that the smooth crown of his penis brushed the mouth of Xandi’s womb.
    She sighed with the other woman, felt her settle her hips and adjust to the man inside her, then wondered what was coming next as Xandi leaned forward.
    Anton knelt behind her, his cock riding in the crease of her ass. She felt him stroking her backside with his cock, knew he held himself in his hand as he slipped a condom over his erection. Xandi knelt forward, still impaled on Stefan. Keisha gasped when she realized what Anton had in mind.
    He thrust his fingers inside Xandi, finding entrance alongside Stefan’s cock, finding her lubricating moisture as well. He rubbed it slowly, sensually around the sensitive tissues of her behind, once again slowly forcing entrance with first one finger, then two. He stretched her further, all the while rubbing back and forth with the head of his cock, teasing the entrance, then slipping past.
    He paused for a moment and Keisha realized he was stroking lower, finding Stefan’s testicles and including them in his sensual massage as well. She held her breath, waiting to see if he was going to take Xandi the way she thought he might, wondering how much pain there would be.
    Suddenly, like a dark fog, memories overwhelmed her. Sensations, fear remembered, the terror of her assault, the pain, the wrongness of everything associated with her body, with the act of sex.
    She wanted to scream, wanted to tell them no, that this was wrong, that this same act, without love, without care, had been part of her brutal assault, part of the incentive to bring the wolf to life.
    She’d been brutally raped by three men. Three men who’d taken her at the same time, forcing themselves into her mouth, her vagina, her rectum, tearing her flesh, ignoring her agonized screams, hurting her, laughing while they…
    We love you, Keisha. You are one of us. There will be no pain. Only love. If it hurts you to share this, we will stop, but we won’t sever the link. You are with us. Let us help you heal.
    Keisha heard Xandi’s voice, but she sensed Anton and Stefan as well, knew they were waiting, giving her time and strength.
    I’ll try. I promise. I’ll break the link if I can’t handle it…
    Whatever you wish. It will always be your choice.
    The sensual massage began again. The feather-light touches, the sense of fullness from Stefan’s cock held tightly within Xandi’s warm sheath, unmoving, waiting.
    Once more she felt Anton’s fingers rubbing circles between her buttocks. Keisha forced herself to relax, even though it was Xandi waiting for penetration. The soft, damp head of Anton’s sheathed cock found the opening, bumped slowly against the taut muscle, pushed and released, pushed again and released, forcing entrance but never to the point of pain.
    Xandi leaned forward, adjusting her body and burying her head on Stefan’s chest. Keisha heard his heart beating, felt the love surrounding the three of them… the four of them. She was there, in everyone’s thoughts. A part of their lovemaking.
    Anton breached Xandi’s tight opening and his cock slipped slowly inside, trapped by the taut ring of muscle. He moved forward, mere fractions of an inch, then retreated. Forward again, finding space within Xandi’s body, pressed close against the thin tissues separating him from Stefan’s cock -- two men, loving her, wanting her… making love to her.
    Without pain. Gently, with love, with compassion and caring… and totally without pain.
    Keisha sobbed, her body rising to the gentle thrusts of both Stefan and Anton. She realized she’d rolled to her stomach, buried her face in her pillow and raised her buttocks, mimicking Xandi’s position. Mentally she took both men, sensed