618-Two Fingers In

Helanie:

Kaye had taken off his shirt and crawled onto the bed. "Your husband agreed to share you with us for the night," he whispered, sitting beside me. My wolf was excited. And the pain was a different kind of pain—pain from lust and desire.

The moment Kaye pressed his lips against my cheek, my body shuddered. Maximus was in my sight when he approached the bed, ripping off his shirt and throwing it away. He sat on my right, his hand on my thigh, caressing it while giving me small kisses on my cheek.

My body felt a different kind of arousal, like a thirsty person drinking from a well. My body was sandwiched between them as they kept kissing both of my cheeks.

"Where is Norman?" I managed to ask.