Dawn Endeavor 1: Fallon's Flame by Marie Harte Page B

overload you. Seeing the beast might send you screaming,” he teased and toyed with her earlobe.
    His hand continued to knead her breast, while his other, which had caged her ribs, slid down to her mound. “Spread your legs. Let Fallon smell your sweet pussy.” The normal Olivia would have been embarrassed to be in such a situation. But the unreality of the moment, the sheer eroticism before her, awoke something long dormant within.
    She shifted her feet and spread her legs wider, moaning with pleasure when he grazed a finger over her slick clit. He spread her folds and held her wide, exposing her for Jesse.
    Jesse stared at her pussy and licked his lips.
    Jules continued to ram into him. “Suck it, Fallon. Take her need and make it better. Then be prepared to share.” Jules groaned and shuddered, and she watched as he came inside the man she wanted with her last breath.
    She couldn't make much sense of anything anymore. Jesse's lips found her clit, and he sucked hard.
    Gunnar groaned and pulled her back, angling his cock to rest between her thighs, coated with her arousal. He slid back and forth as Jesse continued to eat her.
    And then suddenly they landed in a human sandwich. Gunnar lay beneath her on the bed, while Jesse covered her on top.
    Gunnar shifted and prodded her backside, but before she could protest, he pushed a thick cock into her ass. It should have hurt. That it didn't warned her all was totally off-kilter, especially when the burn paled next to the sheer pleasure of Jesse's mouth over her pussy. He thrust, first one finger, then two, into her channel.

    “Damn, that's sexy,” Jules commented from behind Jesse. “Look at her eyes. She's Circ.
    This changes everything.”
    Olivia didn't care. She wanted Jesse inside her. Now . “Jesse, please.” He didn't stop. The teasing, his arousal and need, stoked her own. She blinked up at him and felt as if she saw him for the first time. His passion flamed around him: colorful, vibrant, so alive. His eyes, his fangs, the beastly part of his nature they referenced, drew her in a way no amount of petting or touching could.
    “I want you inside me.” Not want— need . She ached to feel his seed spreading inside her.
    Had to know that he would join her always. Gunnar helped fill her, but he couldn't sate her desire for Jesse, her mate. She instinctively glanced at Jules, relieved when he nodded his blessing. He radiated approval and lust, waiting for her to make her move.
    She glanced back into Jesse's fiery gaze. My mate. Mine . “Now,” she growled.
    “Oh yeah. Fuck, yes.” Jesse sighed and removed his fingers. He mounted her carefully, stretching her with a delicious burn as he filled her, sliding against the thin layer of flesh keeping him from Gunnar. “So tight. God, I won't last.”
    Gunnar arched under her, his strength a thing of beauty as he flexed inside her. She should have cried out, stretched and bruised from such a large intrusion through her virgin flesh. Yet she didn't feel anything more than pleasure as they took her.
    Time had no meaning as Jesse worked himself deeper, fucking her with more than physical movement, but with a mental penetration that sent him deep into her psyche.
    “ So tight. I love this. Can't get enough .” She heard the words clearly inside her head.
    Waves of affection and something more, possession and a claiming, settled over her body and mind, now a part of her she could no longer separate.
    Gunnar's hands held her hips and reached for Jesse's. Jules came forward and stroked Jesse's back. She could feel it. Joining Jesse, she now experienced everything he did, and the magnified desire unleashed a torrent of ecstasy.
    She cried out at the beauty and sheer heat filling her. The utter rapture of belonging took her to another plane entirely.

    Dimly aware of Gunnar grunting as he stiffened and came inside her, of Jules's encouragement as he stood behind Jesse, she centered only on her mate and waited for him to join