Free Whitney by Celia Kyle Page B

she tilted her hips and exposed even more of that lush ass to his gaze. He gently thrust in and out of her until he moved with ease, and then he added another.
    His balls were ready to burst in anticipation, cock dribbling a steady stream of pre-cum. Soon. Very, very soon.
    Two fingers became three, Whitney’s volume increasing with his every touch, his every stroke and caress. Her ass rippled and clenched his invading fingers, signaling their mate had another orgasm rushing forward. Yes, she’d come again. While they were inside her.
    With as thick as his cock was, three digits became four, his pace increasing and matching the hums and moans that came from her perfect mouth. Now Emmett joined in the music of her sounds, his grunts and groans battling hers. Yeah, having his partner beneath her had been a good idea. Having the other male take her pussy first was even better.
    Sure he’d stretched her sufficiently, he eased his fingers free of her, smiling when she wiggled her ass. Smiling wider when she popped off Emmett’s cock and glared at him over her shoulder while that plump ass swayed once again.
    “It’s time, sweet.”
    Whitney melted for him, an emotion so close to his own sliding across her gaze.
    It took mere moments to change positions, Levy flopping to his back and motioning for Whitney to come forward. “Come, sweet.”
    “I thought Emmett was going in my…” She blushed so bright he thought the white glow that came from her would suddenly turn red.
    “Trust me.” He wiggled his fingers and she did as asked, crawling toward him. But when she went to straddle his hips, he stopped her. “Turn around.” She gave him a puzzled frown, but again, listened, presenting him with her back and a perfect view of her lush ass. Then she squeaked when he positioned his cock against her back hole. “Now, you’re in control. Take me and lay back and we’ll do the rest, sweet.” When she hesitated, he reinforced his desires. “Take my cock, Whitney.”
    Small hands rested on his thighs as she leaned forward, but then he didn’t give a damn what she did. Not when she eased onto his dick, the tip popping past that first ring of muscle and pure pleasure and scorching heat surrounded him. She paused, and he took a moment to soothe her, hands tracing some of the swirling marks that decorated her pale skin. She moved again, taking more of his cock and he pulsed within her.
    “Good, sweet. Take more.” He pushed the words past gritted teeth. She was so close to having all of him. “A little more.”
    “Burns,” she whined.
    “But feels good, doesn’t it?”
    She stilled, and a second ticked by but then she nodded.
    “So take the rest.”
    And she did. She pushed and sank over him until his cock was completely enmeshed in her forbidden heat.
    “Damn, you’re tight.” He turned to Emmett. “Just think about how tight her cunt is going to be.” She gasped and her pussy clenched, causing her ass to do the same. Oh yes, his mate liked a little dirty talk. “Do you want that? Emmett in your cunt while I’m in your ass?”
    She nodded again.
    Levy looked to his fellow Warden, noted the man’s feral need and the way he rapidly tugged on his dick. “What are you waiting for Emmett? Our mate needs you.”
    The man eased closer, stalking him and Whitney like the wolf that lived inside him. Emmett knelt between their spread thighs, leaving Levy’s sight, but he could imagine his partner’s movements and he did what he could to speed the initial taking along. As soon as Emmett slipped inside Whitney, all of his friend’s hesitation would flee.
    Gripping Whitney’s shoulders, gritting his teeth against the need to come, he eased her backward. “Lay back on me, sweet. Show Emmett the pussy that belongs to him.”
    The change in position sent a lightning bolt of pleasure down his spine, caressing him from inside out, and he couldn’t wait to come inside her.
    Now he could see Emmett, see the emotions that