Sexy Beast III. Morgan Hawke

      Shannon Murphy rolled over in bed and snuggled close against her packmate’s backside. The Maine morning was crisp and cold, and Baylor Quinn radiated heat like a furnace. He slept soundly, but when she wrapped her fingers around his partially tumescent cock, he rolled his hips closer to her belly.

      Even in sleep the man was more than a handful. Her fingertips barely met where they circled his girth. Still half asleep herself, Shannon rubbed her thumb lazily over the smooth flesh of the crown, touching the sensitive tip usually covered by Bay’s foreskin.

      Bay moaned in his sleep. The thrusting movement of his hips took on a slow but steady rhythm as Shannon rubbed lazy circles over his silky skin.

      Where was Jake? She nuzzled her chin along Bay’s spine and cast her thoughts for her mate. He’d been gone since long before dawn. She imagined him even now, racing along the dark trails beneath the heavy canopy of leaves with a big wolven grin on his face.

      There was no answer to Shannon’s questing thoughts. Instead, the mattress dipped behind her and her mate slipped beneath the covers. Jake smelled of forest and golden grass. His skin felt icy from the morning chill.

      Shannon shivered when he stretched full-length along her spine. His nipples were hard little points pressing into her back. His cock, as hot as his body was cold, slipped naturally between her legs from behind and rested hard and thick against her sex.

      “Were you starting without me?” he whispered.

      Shannon felt the warm tickle of Jake’s breath against her ear. “Thought about it. I was getting worried. I didn’t expect you to be gone for so long.”

      “I needed the run. I’ve had a lot on my mind.”

      “I forgot to ask. Did you get the plane tickets yet for San Francisco?” Shannon tilted her hips just enough to bring his cock into perfect contact with her clit. “The wedding is just two weeks away.”

      That’s part of what’s on my mind.

      Jake’s switch to mindtalking hinted at more concern than mere tickets from Maine to San Francisco. What’s up? Shannon asked.

      I plan to tell Luc we’re staying here permanently. Is that okay with you? He knows I’ve been thinking of my own pack, but…

      You know it’s okay with me, though I do want to go to the wedding. I hardly know the guys, but Tia’s been my best friend for most of my life.

      Wanna go on the back of my bike?

      “What?” Shannon whispered fiercely as she swung her head around to look over her shoulder at Jake. He was grinning like a damned fool, even as his cock began riding slick and fast along the crease of her butt and down between her thighs. “That’s got to be at least three thousand miles. I don’t think so.”

      “Think of all that power between your legs.” His voice dropped to a deeper level as he whispered the words against her neck. His lips tickled her nape. He tilted his hips and angled his cock higher until the silky crown kissed her swollen clit. Shannon moaned when he nuzzled the side of her neck and whispered in her ear. His rough, sexy voice affirmed the images filling her mind and heating her sex.

      “Think of it, sweetheart…the rumble of that big engine throbbing, hot and solid and almost alive, the way it vibrates the warm leather over your sweet little pussy. The smells of forest and plains and the wind in your face…” Jake emphasized his words with the smooth glide of his cock over her suddenly very wet sex and almost took the breath from Shannon’s lungs.

      Almost.

      She took a deep breath and reached for a bit of common sense and control. “Right. The wind in my face and my hair tied in knots. You forget, Bay doesn’t have a bike and he’s going with us.” Shannon let go of Bay’s now fully erect cock, slipped away from Jake’s, and rolled over completely. Now that she could glare directly at Jake, Shannon realized he didn’t seem the least perturbed.

      Bay raised up and flopped over on his left side, obviously wide awake. At least, his cock was awake. Shannon felt the thick slide of it against her buttocks and couldn’t help but angle her hips just enough for him to take over Jake’s smooth glide.

      Bay nipped her shoulder and chuckled softly in Shannon’s ear. “Sorry, sweetie. Bay does have a bike. Jake talked me into buying one yesterday. I pick it up Monday.”

      “I don’t believe you two.” She really should put her foot down, but all the time Shannon was fuming, Bay was rubbing his cock between her cheeks and Jake was meeting him in the middle, rubbing slowly between her legs.

      It was hard to argue with two guys when they double teamed a girl. She knew they got off on the sensation of their sizeable penises sliding one against the other as much as they did the creamy heat between her legs. Shannon tilted her hips back against Bay’s belly as his arms came around her waist and his hands found both her breasts. Crossing his arms over her chest, Bay plucked at her nipples, pinching them none too gently between callused fingers.

      Not to be outdone, Jake hugged Shannon, grabbing her buttocks with his fingers, slipping them between her butt and Bay’s flat belly to press against her anus. She wriggled closer, realizing Jake had managed not only to sandwich her even tighter between the two men, but that he also stroked Bay’s cock with his fingertips on each thrust.

      Shannon closed her eyes and absorbed the sensations, the myriad nerves tingling with each perfect sweep of Jake’s fingers. She heard the rustle of crisp sheets, the steady breathing of both men, and the squishy, wet sounds of their cocks sliding against each other between her legs. When she listened very carefully, she caught the rapid beat of their hearts and the wet little click of two swollen cock heads rubbing, one past the other.

      She pictured the flared crowns, wet and distended now, glistening with fluids from her well-lubricated sex blended with the uncontrollable flow of pre-cum seeping from the tips. Both men were uncut. Their foreskins would be stretched back behind the swollen heads now, the skin flushed dark red, the sensitive tips exposed.

      Shannon’s pussy clenched as Jake’s cock slipped between her slick labia with the lightest of touches. She bit back a moan. Every part of her body reacted, teased by the passage, by the smooth heat and perfect friction against her ass and her clit. Jake had found a rhythm now, pressing against her sphincter with his fingers as he thrust his cock slowly between her legs. Bay’s tight grasp on her nipples made them ache, but the pain sent a constant pulse of pleasure directly to her clit.

      She tightened the muscles in her sex against the hollow, needy sensation growing in the pit of her belly. Jake’s fingers pressed tighter against her ass, Bay twisted her nipples, and their cocks slipped one over the other against her swollen sex.

      The tension grew. She needed penetration, anything to take her over the edge. Shannon’s breathing turned choppy; her eyes closed as she absorbed the pleasure. Her whole body shivered with growing arousal.

      Jake’s fingers penetrated her ass just as Bay pinched her nipples. Shannon jerked and screamed, her back arching as she spasmed through her first climax, shuddering and shivering, her pussy awash in a liquid orgasmic release.

      Without even breaking rhythm, Jake entered her with his next stroke, burying himself all the way to the hilt on a single thrust. Shannon’s muscles clenched around his cock. Her sex still rippled with aftershocks as Jake rolled over to his back and took her with him.

      Bay quickly knelt between their legs and pressed the broad crown of his cock against her bottom. Still relaxed from Jake’s fingers, Shannon tilted her hips to make Bay’s access easier. He circled the puckered entrance with his fingers first, relaxing her even more, then pressed harder with his cock. Shannon pushed out as Bay moved forward. He was so damned big and it burned when he stretched her, slowly pressing in