Moon Child (The Year of the Wolf #2) - Serena Akeroyd Page 0,16

I felt like it was a practical joke just waiting to get to the punch line.

With each week that passed, I had an internal countdown that was leading me toward the day I could finally get laid.

That was going to be a great day.

As Eli’s tongue drifted over my belly, everything south clenched, as I knew he was going for gold.

The old me would have considered this sex. I’d blown them so often that it was a wonder I hadn’t managed to dislocate my jaw, and I’d had them eat me out more times than if I was a banquet.

But it wasn’t enough.

It was never enough, because nothing compared to the feel of them coming inside me, to the way the knot bound us together.

There was a peculiar emptiness inside me whenever I climaxed now, and I knew they found it equally as frustrating to have to hump the air as they came when I sucked them off because I could never swallow their seed thanks to the knot.

I’d even begun watching it form and had been flabbergasted by the sight of it—it had stunned me more than seeing them shift for the first time.

It wasn’t like a knot. It had nothing nautical or scout-like about it. The tip grew wider, engorging to the point of pain, and the mushroom glans seemed to curl up, almost as if it was creating a seal.

Having seen it, having heard tales of Maggie May being orally knotted to her husband’s dick for hours on end when they’d had a misplaced experiment with Viagra a few years back, no way was I going to risk it.

Which, of course, meant all their lovely cum was going to waste.

Tragic.

Sure, they could jack off into my mouth, but it wasn’t the same. Knowing that you might inadvertently be cleaved to someone’s penis, even if you loved the man to whom the penis was attached, was a definite buzzkill.

I pouted at the thought, ignored their snickers to focus on Eli’s tongue as he started to lick my clit. It wasn’t the best moment to think about my kid, but I sensed that one of them had put him in his bassinet at the foot of the bed, so I knew I could relax and get jiggy with it.

I sighed, loving the delicate lapping motions as I wriggled my hips, trying to get comfortable, trying to find my mojo. Just as he did. The perfect spot.

Ugh. You know which one I meant.

Where suddenly, it wasn’t like he was just gnawing at you, but when he was doing shit right.

I moaned, long and low, my back arching as he started to flick my clit hard and fast, when he alternated between sucking down on it and lapping from underneath, and generally driving me crazy. I began humping the bed, uncaring as I jerked my pussy into his face, because each time I did so, it triggered a wave of sensation that had me feeling like my mind was caving in.

I growled, long and low, my she-wolf getting in on the business, and when their wolves rumbled back at me, I wanted to howl with the power within this bedroom, atop this bed.

It whispered through the room, leaking from us all, staining the air with its power.

It was like the best kind of aromatherapy because tomorrow, I’d still be able to smell it.

Which was an incredible thing.

Every time I did? It was a reminder of how strong we were as a unit, and I felt like it imbued these walls with a power that was very much Mother-blessed.

My thoughts drifted, as thoughts were want to do when you had a man going down on you and that man was incredibly talented with his tongue. I felt my eyelids start to flicker as he slipped a finger into me, rocking it back and forth before hitching it inside me, rubbing the front wall of my pussy, which was craving the thick fullness of his dick.

The emptiness inside me made me want to wail, but I could be a grown up about this.

I moaned when Ethan was suddenly there, his dick between my tits. As he grabbed my admittedly massive boobs—goddamn you pregnancy, as if I hadn’t already been hefting around enough weight—he used them to create a tunnel.

To someone else, I knew what happened next would probably have been odd. But it was, if anything, oddly natural. Austin came to me, kissing me, even as his brother’s cock was incredibly close to