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pull on one of my new
nightgowns. It isn’t anything super cute, but a simple cotton
dress. I love it, but Shay said it would never get me laid. Ha,
like that was going to happen anytime.
    I climb into bed and can still smell Wolf’s
soap on the sheets. I should have asked for clean ones, but
something about his smell, as well as Hawk’s, makes me feel safe.
Closing my eyes, I do my best to try to slow my breathing down to
sleep, but it doesn’t do anything. Errr , this totally sucks .
I hadn’t had sex in, God, what, like three years now. It had been a
while before I met Andrew, and even then, I never felt the zing or
even a fizzle in my girly bits. Nothing. It was as if my pussy had
frost bite and hid. Next time I will listen to my body.
    However, right now it’s screaming at me to
ease the ache between my legs. So I get out of bed and slowly make
my way to the door. Opening it carefully, I look and see Wolf
sleeping on the couch and no Hawk. The apartment is all quiet, so
as long as I am quiet, I am gonna play. I find the bag that I hid
in my bag Hawk brought and pull out the large vibrator. It’s
purple, and a lot larger than I would normally buy. I originally
wanted to get the small little bullet, but Shay said a real man is
bigger than a clit stimulator. So I ended up picking one that
looked like a cactus. It has a big vibrator in the middle with a
small anal stimulator and a clit stimulator as well. I wasn’t sure
about the whole anal things, but according to Shay and everyone in
the shop who had to give their opinion said there is nothing like
it. So why not throw caution to the wind, or the batteries in the
vibrator anyway.
    Climbing under the covers, I close my eyes
and let my imagination run wild. It doesn’t take much and I click
on my new toy, which has yet to find a name. It doesn’t take long
for me to start to imagine everything.
     
    “ What do you want, chéri’?” His husky
voice is right at the base of my neck as he kisses his way down.
Wolf’s lips are soft yet firm as he latches onto one of my breasts.
The sweet smell of Hawk hits me as he nips at my ear.
    “ Come on, doll, tell us what you want. Do
you want us to do this?” And unexpectedly a finger starts to rub my
clit making me shoot of the bed. But Wolf and Hawk hold me down.
Wolf is feasting on my breasts, one after the other, drawing out
long loud moans. Hawk moves yet again, but not his fingers, no, his
mouth. Suddenly I am spread wide open and I watch, helplessly, as
he lowers his head, not taking his eyes off me as he licks my clit
slowly. The feeling is exquisite. But the more he does it, licking,
sucking, nibbling on my pussy, I struggle to move to watch them,
but I surrender to their wicked ways.
    Over and over the double stimulation is
almost overwhelming. But Hawk suddenly adds a finger and pushes it
in and out of me in a slow leisured movement. I go to cry out, but
Wolf seals his lips over mine, silencing me once again. It doesn’t
take much and I cry out my release. But as I look at both of them,
slowly stripping out of their clothes, I hear my name being
called.

    “ Zoey?” shit someone is calling my
name.
    Shit, I snap my eyes open and hear someone
knocking on my door.
    “Umm yeah,” I quickly remove my new friend
and hide it, pulling the covers up and over me.
    “You okay?” Wolf’s voice sounded behind the
door.
    “Yeah, sorry.”
    “I heard you cry out, you sure you’re
okay?”
    “Yeah, sorry, I umm, stubbed my toe going to
the bathroom.”
    “Oh, okay, well let me know if you need
anything.” I hear Wolf walk away from the door, and I growl in
frustration. Shit, it wasn’t nearly as long of a dream as I wanted
to have, but hell if this little toy wasn’t the best thing every. I
think Frenchie and I will be good friends. I giggle one last
time as I put him away and fall into a deep sleep.
     

Chapter Nine

     
Wolf
     
     
    The night I caught Zoey playing with herself
had been hell, and that was