Chapters (25)
I pieced her words together slowly, like someone deciphering a language they weren’t fluent in. My heartbeat was already irregular, but once I worked out what she was saying, it started beating like a drum. I tried desperately to slow it. I knew as a wolf who had shifted, her senses were ten times as strong as mine. I knew there was no way I could be as close to her as I was and for her not to hear how hard I was beating for her.
“W-what are you saying?” said Jules.
“You tell him, Sully. Tell him what I want.”
My mouth had gone dry, so I swirled my tongue around and moistened my lips before I spoke. She turned her head to the side, so I could see her neat profile. There was a hint of a smile on her lips. She ground the soft flesh of her ass back and forth over my cock again.
“Storm wants us both.” I wasn’t crazy about how breathless I sounded.
Jules raised his eyebrows as high as I’d ever seen them. “Is that right? I-is he right?”
She turned to face him. I couldn’t see her face, but I saw Jules’s eyes growing wider. He threw me a panicked look. I rested my chin on her shoulder and gave him a smile that I hoped said something like “I’m in if you are.”
His eyes darted from mine to Storm’s, and then they tracked down her body. He reached down in one effortless movement and pulled his tee up and off. His abs tensed and relaxed as he did it. When he dropped his arms to his sides, his pecs were solid. Flexed and hard. His nipples were small and dark. They looked as if they were already hard.
I lost my T-shirt too, and so did Storm. I thought Jules’s eyes had grown as big as they could, but I was wrong. When she dropped her top to the floor, his eyes grew as big as it was possible for a pair of eyes to grow. I ran my hand up her back. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Jules took three or four quick breaths, bracing himself, and then reached down and tugged at his belt. It sprang free and he opened his fly roughly, kicking off his shoes at the same time. He bent over to pull his jeans down and took his socks off while he was about it. When he stood up, he was stark naked.