When they touch me (Shelagh Milano)

Chapter 42 Artemisia

I can’t recognize the voice, and yet, it sounds incredibly familiar. It feels as if it had always belonged in my head.

Is his wolf talking to me?

Inhaling sharply, I open my mouth to say something but my voice fails me miserably.

Instead, I chose to move my hand up to pull down the border of my blanket, exposing me to him, as he instructed me to.

The red flecks that have appeared in his eyes take over the entire iris, glowing intensely as Fynn flashes me a wolfish smile.

I ignore my heart beating into my throat because of the intensity of the situation, and I pull my blanket further down. He moves on his knees, adjusting to me pushing the blanket completely off me with my feet.

Before I can even grasp my head around what is happening, he has grabbed me and pulled me beneath him.

As he hovers over me, still completely silent, he lets his lips and nose scan my skin, nearly touching it, leaving goose bumps on the way.

My heart squeezes in my chest as my body burns up again, it resembles the feeling that I had when I was waking up, only that it isn’t painful anymore.

It is pleasant…

It is soothing…

And it drives me crazy.

As my lust increases by the second, I feel myself getting wetter and wetter.

I groan, cussing him out internally, as he gets me to react like this without even touching me.

Idiot!

Low growls from Logan and Matthew show me how they can smell my arousal in the air.

My head is suddenly spinning out of control as I continue to watch Fynn moving further down my shaking frame, examining every inch of my skin.

It seems like my mates are holding back, squirming next to me as if they were about to wait for Fynn to do something.

As he finally gets to my pussy, I nearly lose my mind as I see him taking a deep breath, breathing in the scent of my lust.

Wait, no!, a little voice screams in my head. He has been so mean to us, we shouldn’t let him do as he pleases like this. Do something and stop him.

But instead of acting upon her advice, I move my hands over my head, stretching beneath his examination and closing my eyes with a deep breath.

I drown the little voice rampaging in my head in the intensifying fog in my mind and just let myself go under my instinctive desire for him to finally do something.

I’ve had Matthew and Logan, but Fynn never had the chance to show me how he would treat me in bed.

He had teased me once, but other than that, he never got as intimate with me like his brothers did.

Between penalties and our fights, he would never have had the chance to be invited by me into my bed, so the fact that it happened like this has my skin burning up even more.

Goddess, what did you do?

I remember him telling me that he was not gentle as his brothers, and as my brain goes in overdrive at thinking about the possibility of him fucking me raw, I push out a low moan.

‘I know you want it, mate.’ A shiver runs down my spine as the rough and deep voice speaks inside my head again.

I lift my head, seeing Fynn staring back up at me, as he presses a kiss just millimetres above my pussy.

‘But?’ I ask in my head, hoping it would reach him.

He just grins, ignoring me, and before I can protest again, I get distracted by Logan, lifting my chin with his fingers to make me look at him.

“Are you feeling alright?” he asks, worry flashing in his eyes.

“Yes,” I whisper, while a sultry wave rolls through me.

Closing my eyes, I move my hips up, wanting Fynn to get closer to my core, but he just grabs my hips and pushes me down. I gasp as he flashes me a sly grin.

‘Not so fast, mate.’ his wolf reprimands me amused.

I groan, but enjoy the sparks running up and down my body, triggered by his touch. ‘Are you only going to talk to me through your wolf? Really?’

His wolf tsks, and I look at Fynn who is already back, concentrating on my skin. ‘What?’

‘He says that he has nothing to say to you.’ his wolf answers and I hear the deep disagreement in his voice.

My heart gets a new crack, even before Fynn looks at me with a disparaging frown.

I laugh internally, turning my face to the side while concentrating back on the pleasurable prickling on my skin rather than on my aching heart.

‘Fine. Whatever, idiot!’ I say into my mind and smile as Fynn’s growl vibrates through me.

“Maybe she is ready,” I hear Logan say and open my eyes to look up at him.

Oh, you can bet on that.

Matthew, on the other hand, seems to be still worried about me as he shakes his head. “I’m not sure about this. We should prepare her better.”

Oh, for goodness’ sake, I’m not some scared virgin.

And I feel hot!

As another wave of the strange heat ripples through me, I move my hand up to pull down Matthew’s briefs slowly. Taking his cock into my hand, I start to stroke it. He chuckles, taking my hand off him, before lifting it and kissing my knuckles. “Wait, love. You didn’t feel well this morning.”

Fynn growls again while burying his face into my core, and I swallow a moan, not wanting him to know how good it feels.

Logan seems to take up his thought, sneering at Matthew. “You are just trying to keep us from being with her.”

I try to concentrate on Logan’s and Matthew’s argument to protest and finally get them to fuck me. But I fail miserably as Fynn suddenly starts moving up to my belly button, covering his way up in soft kisses.

‘Ah, are you jealous when I don’t keep my eyes on you, big boy?’ I joke, making him growl again.

After pressing a last kiss just above my belly button, he moves his way up, trailing his way up to in between my breasts with his tongue. As his tongue slides over my skin slowly, I feel like he is transporting the fire through my body. The sparks turn into flames, and I clasp my pillow, biting back the moans bubbling out of my chest.

Oh, my Goddess.

I wonder how Logan and Matthew can still be fighting stupidly while I’m melting next to them.

“Stop it,” I manage to gasp before Fynn starts kissing, nibbling and sucking at my breast.

My body finally revolts, not letting me keep back anymore as I moan loudly while driving my hand through his hair.

I guess they are now bickering about who is going to be first, while Fynn is about to fill in that position anyway.

But I don’t care. My arousal is making my pussy throb painfully while my body is screaming for a release.

“We had said that Matthew would be first.” I flinch at Fynn finally speaking. “Because he is a virgin.”

His smokey voice paired with the idea of being Matthew’s first has me shuddering pleasantly.

“Don’t say it like this,” Matthew groans.

But I don’t care, I need them to hurry up. Burying my fingers into his muscular thigh, I look at him while I try to keep my mind together with Fynn continuing to play with me pleasurably.

“I can’t wait,” I breathe out, my gasp turning into a moan.

Matthew smiles at me and leans down to kiss me. With a last bite into my nipple, Fynn gets up onto his knees. He moves to the edge of the bed, and as Matthew breaks the kiss to let me look at Fynn, I can see that he got off me only reluctantly. Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

‘Spread your legs for me, mate,’ his wolf’s voice sounds so alluring to me, that I stretch myself in ecstasy, spreading my legs slowly.

I giggle as the room fills with the approving growls of my mates, but I don’t get to enjoy them for long as Matthew moves between my legs.

His touch and his eyes glowing green take my breath away as he gets on me, kissing me hungrily.

Yes!

Pulling down his briefs, he moves to position his dick between my folds.

“You are so fucking beautiful, my love,” he whispers huskily, making my heart flip in my chest.

Linking his fingers into mine, he squeezes my hands tightly.

This is the first time I feel his emotions waft over to me. I can feel his nervousness and his happiness streaming through me, making my heart squeeze with joy.

Just as he moves forward, the tip of his cock sinking into me slowly, another bang resounds from the door, making him freeze.

I see his eyes glazing over and groan while throwing my head back.

Cursing myself for a moment for not having chosen Fynn to be the first, I’m soon laughing to myself.

I should have gotten over my stupid pride and begged him to fuck me as he was teasing me.

Because there was no chance in hell that Fynn would have stopped himself from claiming me at his big brother storming into the room, commanding him to.