me and gasps as my pussy clenches around him, going through the last of my orgasm as it drains out of me.
"Fuck, Ari. That's—oh, damn."
His cock hits at a different angle this way. Sinking into a deep kiss with Xavier, I dig my knees into his sides and tremble at David inside me. The wolf shifter is fucking me deeper and faster now, giving into his own desire, grunts accompanying his thrusts.
I feel it as he reaches the edge. He curses and groans. His thrusts grow sloppy and deep. Then he shivers and bottoms out inside me, his grip hard on my ass, his moans deep and wild.
"Fuck, Ari. I'm coming."
"I know. It's hot."
David groans. I can feel how slick my pussy is from him coming. He pulls out and strokes himself, painting my lower back with his come.
Then Xavier fucks inside me again. This time he goes hard and fast for a few strokes, his mouth on my neck, my breasts pressed up against him. Xavier sighs, fucks me deep—and bites my neck as he finds his release deep inside me. I hold onto him through it, enjoying how raw and desperate his desire is.
Afterwards, we lay down on the island. Grab our clothes and pile them up on the dry ground. Rest for a bit, our hands on each other's bodies.
Then I hear a familiar voice from the meadow near the shore. Winking, I kiss each of my two guys, and tell them, "I have the feeling he's going to come over here and start stabbing if he doesn't get what he wants. Time for the third round."
"Are you sure?" David gently tugs at my blue hair. "You could just stay here and take a nap. Maybe Reggie will forget all about it."
I chuckle. "You know him. He'll probably declare 'save the best for last' the instant he sees me. Besides—I want to. If that's okay with you."
David says, "Of course."
"Just give me a kiss goodbye again," Xavier tells me. "That last one wasn't enough."
We makeout for several minutes, until I hear Reggie's aggravated yell again. Rolling my eyes, I dive off the island and slice through the water with long strokes of my arms. The sweet, dense waves wash my body clean, and when I get to the shore I drink deeply, holding clean water in my hands. As it hits my tongue and slides down my throat I feel all my worries and cares away.
Then I walk naked through the long grass, searching for my third familiar. My wild one. He can't have gone far—there isn't far for him to go.
I forget why that is, or where we are. Somewhere safe, I know that much. Just... small. For some reason that eludes me.
I find Reggie standing in the shade of a tall oak tree, golden light dappling his brown complexion. He's still wearing his black boxer-briefs, and as he strides through me, long grass grazes his thighs.
Hungry brown eyes take in my naked body. I stand still and let his gaze roam my skin, water dripping from every inch of me. The flared expression of desire in his eyes, the clear arousal between his legs—everything about him makes it clear what's going to happen next.
And I can't believe that we haven't done this already. The instant I first saw Reggie in his human form, strong and broadly built, a smirk dancing on his lips, I should've jumped his bones. I don't remember what stopped me or why I ever resisted.
It's like there was this version of me that was inhibited. An Ariana Wolfe who resisted everything she truly wanted. I pushed it all down, denying myself, drowning in my own grief and self-pity. What a waste all of that was when I could've been sinking into my familiars' arms and leaving the past behind.
"You're beautiful," Reggie says. He approaches me and slips his warm hands around my waist. "You look... different. Happy. Relaxed."
I smirk up at him and place my hands on his shoulders, his long braids tickling my skin. "Why shouldn't I be?"
"Fucking true."
We kiss. His mouth is hard and exploratory, diving deep with hunger. He draws me against the hard lines of his body. I sink against his hips and shiver when he slips his thumb between our bodies to play with my nipple. His touch brings it to a stiff peak before he moves on to the other side of my body, making my other nipple aroused.
Pulling back from our kiss, he walks