Alpha Queen (Claimed by Wolves #4) - Callie Rose Page 0,68

out of my mouth before I even have a chance to consider being embarrassed by how dirty they sound. “All of you. I want all of you at the same time.”

Trystan’s tongue freezes on my breast, and Ridge pulls back a little, his eyes blazing with desire as he meets my gaze. His nostrils flare as he drags in a breath, and I know he can smell my arousal in the air. Then he stands suddenly, gesturing to Dare.

A second later, I’m hauled into Dare’s strong arms, plucked off the table as if I weigh nothing. My legs wrap around his waist automatically, and even though I’m probably leaving a wet spot on his shirt, I don’t care. I tighten my thighs around him, grinding against him a little and making my clit throb.

He chuckles, striding toward the bedroom with the other men right behind him. “Almost there, moonlight. We’ve got you.”

Inside the bedroom, he settles me on the bed with gentle care before reaching up with one hand to tug his shirt off. The others do the same, shucking their pants too before crawling up onto the mattress with me.

“You sure you want this, Sable?” Archer asks. I can see the tenderness and care in his eyes right alongside the fierce desire, and I love that he wants to take care of me so much. But I also know that there’s nothing else I want more in this moment.

“Yes,” I murmur. “I want it to be like before, with you and Trystan and Dare. But I want Ridge inside me too. I want to feel all of you.”

His pupils expand, and he nods, moving closer to me as his hands slide up my body. “We’ll have to get you ready. To make sure it doesn’t hurt. I only want to make you feel good.”

I nod, a flutter of nerves passing through my belly. What I’m asking for is a lot, I know that. And I’m certain it will be intense. But even if it hurts, I feel like it’s the kind of pain I need right now. I need something to ground me and center me in this moment—not somewhere in the future, worrying about the what-ifs and terrifying possibilities.

Just here.

Just now.

With these men who’ve claimed my heart and soul.

All four of them gather around me, kissing and touching me until my entire body is humming with sensation. It becomes a sea of pleasure, and I feel like I’m floating in it, lost in the rolling waves.

When Ridge slides two fingers into me, just like Dare did earlier, I hum in satisfaction, arching my back off the bed. He fucks me with them with slow and steady movements as Trystan’s thumb works my clit, building me up so gradually that my entire lower half feels swollen and needy. I can feel my arousal coating Ridge’s fingers, sliding down my thighs to soak the blanket, and when Ridge gathers my slickness and begins to circle my back hole with it, I brace my heels on the mattress and breathe deeply.

The first finger he slides in feels familiar. I’ve felt this before, from both Trystan and Dare. It feels good, a strange intrusion that heightens all the other sensations in my body.

The second finger is more of a stretch, but by the time he slides it inside me, I’m ready for it. The other men haven’t stopped their worship of me, and my chest is flushed from the scratch of their stubble against my pale skin.

When Ridge presses a third finger past the tight ring of muscles, I gasp as pleasure morphs into pain and back again.

Trystan bites down on my nipple, drawing my attention back upward. He laps away the sting and meets my gaze. “Relax. Push against him a little. It’ll make it easier.”

I do as he says, and Ridge’s fingers slide deeper. They’re all so infinitely patient with me, slowing down every time I tense up and worshiping my body so completely that I feel like I’m balancing on a knife’s-edge of pleasure, ready to slip over into the pure bliss of an orgasm at any moment.

Finally, Ridge slips his fingers out of me entirely. With his other hand, he gathers more of my slick arousal, using it to coat his cock, stroking himself as he looks down at me. “Are you ready for me, little wolf?”

I nod, biting my lip as I meet his gaze. Without being prompted, I turn over and press up to my hands