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With my cock still throbbing in my grasp, I fight the urge to move him off her so I can slip inside. Again, the doc is correct. Fox’s first time should include all the aftershocks and afterglow. Long minutes pass, her hands drawing lazy patterns over his scarred back. Fox straightens, withdrawing his softening cock from her pussy. He can’t take his eyes off the place they are joined, watching in awe as his cock slips free, followed by a surge of their combined cum. Without the need for any further instructions, he scoops up all the leakage with two thick fingers and shoves it back inside her, before closing her thighs and ordering her to keep them shut. Yeah, this feral Fox may have taken his sweet time to enter the welcoming, wet cunt of the right woman, but now, like the rest of us, he’ll never ever want to exit.

Chapter Thirty-Three

Jackson

COCONUT PALM (COCOS NUCIFERA)

The moment her tremors cease, Luk and I are in a race to get to her. Fox has her lying half on top and half next to him, his fingers in her mouth while she dutifully sucks them clean. If she thinks that’s her sole punishment, she’s sadly mistaken.

I grab hold of a section of her damp hair and tug her face backward. My cock, still straining and desperate for release, points its angry purple head straight at her. “What the fuck were you thinking, taking off like that?” I roar, bending to get close to her face. Her eyes are blown wide, whether because of the grip I have in her hair, or because this is the first time I’ve raised my voice to a woman in forever. I was raised better than this, but her actions put not only herself, but us, in danger.

“I wasn’t thinking,” she blurts out, still gasping for breath. “I just needed to move.”

Luk is way gentler, but no less pissed. “Baby, you could have been wolf food. Do you know what that would have done to me? To us?” He sinks to his knees and pries her hair from my fisted grip. Fox might have fucked his anger right out, but Luk and I are still fuming. I prowl back to the cupboards, listening to her mumbled apologies. She can save them. Elijah Wyldan is an infuriating man, and I fully understand her frustration with him, but a journey into the woods alone and underprepared with night approaching is suicide. She’s not getting off that easily. I retrieve what I need and stride back to the sofa, nudging Lukaz aside.

“Move, Fox,” I order, and he lazily lifts his middle finger; the one he used to push their combined releases back inside her, and she just licked so salaciously my cock was throbbing. Realizing I’m not in a jovial mood, he sits up and extracts himself from Aspen.

“On your knees, hands and head on the backrest. Bend over,” I order. Aspen does as she’s told, the creamy slick running down her thighs making my cock pulse again.

“Fuck,” Luk groans.

I pry open the coconut oil, taking a generous amount of the congealed substance between my fingers. The heat of my hands melts it to liquid once more along with her own natural lubricant, and I use it to coat the area around her tight little asshole.

“You’re not?” Luk questions, and I nod.

“I am. Fox has just taken her cunt, it’s not like he’s going to fit in here. You had her mouth the other night, so I figure you want back inside that slick pussy. That means,” I say, working a finger past the ring of muscle, “that this is mine.” I slap her ass hard with my other hand. The action makes her yelp and jerk forward, only to push back on my exploring digit. “That’s my good fucking girl. Does my thick finger in your tight little ass feel good? Wait until my thick cock takes its place. You’ll be speaking a new language then, my love.”

“Oh, baby, he might have fucked you good and deep with his monster, but I’ll fuck you longer until you’re screaming to come. Watching you two together made me so fucking hard, baby. You’re going to take all of us. The doc in your ass, me in your cunt, and Fox down your throat.”

Aspen nods, the idea of three cocks filling all her holes making her clench around the second finger, and a new flood of release seeps out of her. Good God, she is a sight. I scissor my fingers, adding more melted coconut in addition to her own natural lubricant. Their cum works just as well. I scoop up the slick and coat the length of her crack and rim with the mixture. My balls ache to be inside her, and Luk is practically buzzing with anticipation.

“Alright,” I say, slapping her ass once more for good measure. This pinks up the other cheek, two perfectly rosy handprints for her wanton disobedience. “If you ever fucking think about doing something so stupid again, I want you to remember all of us, and how good our cocks feel filling you up. Then ponder if something happened to you because you were reckless, that you’d never be fucked full again.” I dump the oil and slide along the sofa. Then I turn Aspen to face away from me, helping her lift her hips so I can line up my rigid length with her tight little hole. I’ve stretched her, sure, but this will still be noticeable, which is just the way I want it. Let that bit of pain before pleasure remind her what is important, and what she can’t do without.

“Spread your thighs wider. That’s it. Want me to help you take in his big cock?”

While I steady her hips, Luk guides the tip of my crown to her opening. I wasn’t prepared for him to grasp me, and I buck instinctively. Her greedy hole sucks in the swollen head, and she sinks down, panting through the burning pressure.

“Jesus, Lukaz. Warn a guy, huh?”

“Teamwork makes the dream work, Doc,” he says, winking back at me.

I pull her body to mine, her back against my front. My hands cup her tits, squeezing as hard as I dare. She fends off a yelp until she can’t handle the pinching.

“Fuck, Jay.” It’s a sob, but not an apology.

“You were naughty, weren’t you?”

“So naughty.”

“Are you sorry?”

Lukaz climbs into position, spreading her thighs wider. She’s obscenely open, with my cock buried deep in her ass.

“You have no idea how beautiful you look, Aspen. But the Doc’s right. You were reckless, and your actions need consequences.”

“If it means I get fucked like this, then I’m not even sorry.”

I slap her clit—hard. She tenses around my cock and I hum. “Want another one?”