Free Lords of the Were by Bianca D'Arc

Sleeping in their embrace all night had softened her will and quieted her worries, though a distant voice of alarm sounded feebly in her mind. She just ignored it and luxuriated in the sexy, erotic caresses that were like none she had ever experienced before.
    “Look at me, baby.” Tim’s voice coaxed rather than commanded as she raised her gaze to his. “Do you want this? Will you let us make love to you?”
    Faced with the decision, she hesitated. “I’m a little afraid.” Rafe turned her face to his with one large hand cupping her cheek.
    “We’d never hurt you.”
    “I know.” And deep in her heart, she felt the truth of that. It was her head that was frightened.
    “We won’t go too far. Just let us love you a little. Let us show you how it’ll be when you’re ready to join with us fully.” Rafe dipped his head then, licking and then sucking one of her nipples into his mouth. Allie shivered as waves of delight moved down her spine. Tim smiled rakishly at her reaction and dipped his own head to her other breast, following his twin’s lead. Of course, Tim had to take things one step further, dipping one hand down her abdomen to her
    waist, then farther down to the apex of her thighs and the neat curls there.
    As they pulled on her nipples, Tim parted her folds with one hand, and Rafe dipped one of his large fingers into her mouth. Liking the saltiness of his skin, she licked his finger and hummed with pleasure as Tim pushed one long finger up inside of her. He moved gently at first until she loosened for him, coating his fingers with her excitement.
    Tim raised his head as Rafe’s finger popped free of her mouth and trailed wetly down her body. Rafe let go of her nipple as the men worked in concert to shift her lightly onto her side, Tim’s finger still deep within her as she faced him.
    “Are you with us so far, honey?” Tim asked, looking deep into her eyes.
    “I’m with you, but—”
    Rafe shushed her, whispering in her ear from behind. “Easy, sweetheart. We won’t hurt you.”
    “You keep saying that—and I believe you—but I’m still a little scared.” Tim’s gaze shifted away from hers to where Rafe lay propped up on one elbow behind her. Nodding, he removed his finger from her core gently, pulling free and pausing to swirl a heated circle around the distended button at the top of her folds.
    They shifted then, lifting her so that Tim sat against the wide headboard. They nestled Allie, on her back, into the wide V of Tim’s thighs. Her soft hair tangled around his hard cock as her head rested on one of his powerfully muscular thighs. If she turned her head she could just about lick him, but she stayed put to see what they had in mind.
    Rafe spread her legs, making her gasp. He knelt between her thighs, studying her most feminine core, and grinned. Winking, he looked up at her and moved forward, over her. His muscular arms caged her torso as he leaned down to lick his way up her abdomen to her soft breasts.
    “Are you comfortable?” Tim stroked her cheeks, drawing her gaze up to his. His smile was pure deviltry and she nodded wordlessly, stunned by the position and the feel of having these two powerful men lavishing all their attention on her.
    Rafe chose that moment to push two of his large fingers up into her pussy, making her gasp as her attention remained glued on Tim. He grinned devilishly as she squirmed.
    “Do you want Rafe to give you more than just his fingers, sweetheart?
    Do you want his cock?” He gripped his own cock in one fist, his other hand cupping her cheek. “Do you want his cum?”
    “How about it, Allie? Will you let us in? Will you give us the gift of your body?” Rafe’s expression was as serious as she’d ever seen it when she looked down to meet his hot gaze.
    How she wanted to just let it all go and let them lead her wherever they wanted. But she was still a little afraid. She wasn’t a promiscuous woman and had only slept with her last two boyfriends