Wolf Castle (Sinful Wolf Pack Romances)

I cannot believe I am here sitting on a man’s lap kissing him, while two others have their mouths on my breasts.

Even more, I cannot believe it is my dad’s best friends who are doing this to me, and that I am enjoying letting them. I don’t think even Roxy has gone this far. She would never believe this.

Nor would Lola or Jenna or Sofia. They would be horrified. They would have offered to lend me the money to get my own place.

All because having Roxy always walking in and out, and doing whatever she wants all the time, has started to make me anxious. Roxy has a way of making me feel like our room is actually her room and that I should be grateful that she is tolerating my presence.

But right now Roxy is just the merest blip at the back of my mind. Because my body is freaking out like it never has before.

I pant and writhe in Uncle Jake’s arms. Each of my hands is buried the hair of the men mouthing my nipples, gripping them hard, trying not to cry out in pleasure.

I’ve wanted this. I’ve needed it.

I need more than this, but I can’t imagine how there could be more.

I give a slight moan of disappointment as Uncle Jake pulls his mouth away from mine. I take in a long gasp of air, and become hyper aware of the tingling sensations spreading from my suckled breasts to all over my body.

“You love this, don’t you, baby?” says Uncle Jake.

He plants kisses on my neck and shoulders, and lustfully watches Uncles Max and Karl sucking hard on my breasts.

What would he do if he knew it was me, Clara?

“What does it feel like, baby? Three hungry men kissing you all at once? ”

“So good,” I whimper. “So good, Uncle Jake.”

“Good girl. You’re giving Anthony over there the best show he could hope for.”

Uncle Anthony is leaning back on the couch opposite, watching me with his unreadable dark eyes. His erection is jutting against his black pants, showing me exactly how much he is enjoying the view.

Just then Uncle Max sucks really hard on my right nipple, sending a shot of sensational all the way down to my clit. My ass jerks up and down on Jake’s lap, and the hard shaft of his erection slides between my ass cheeks.

I can feel myself rubbing against his dick, and yet I can’t stop myself from moving and moving.

He gives a hiss of lust. He grabs the tops of my thighs and pulls, yanking my ass onto his groin and burying his shaft more firmly into my ass crack.

His yank causes my thighs to spread wide apart. He promptly slides his big, rough hands down to my inner thighs, framing my sex.

This forces the skirt of my dress to pop out from under my ass. It rides up all the way to my waist, leaving my hips naked, revealing my clean shaven pussy mound and the little gleaming lips of my pink slit to Uncle Anthony’s hungry gaze.

He lets out an expletive and jumps to his feet. I try to pull the skirt of my dress back down to cover me but it is too late. In a couple of strides he has closed the space between us and has dropped to his knees.

His head is right between my thighs, feasting on the view.

“Too late, sweet Clarissa,” he says, his breath whispering on the sensitive skin between my thighs.

He pulls my stocking clad legs over his broad shoulders. His hands press into my bare inner thighs, spreading them apart even wider. I feel my pussy lips spreading open to his gaze.

I squirm, wishing that my pussy lips will close up and protect themselves from his hungry eyes. My movement only forces Uncle Jake’s cock harder against my ass crack.

Hotness spreads through me. One of dad’s best friends is looking at my naked pussy. Can he see Jake’s cock pressed against my ass?

I lay back, panting, and stare at him like a deer fixed in headlights. I give in, wanting him to look at me, to see my nakedness and desire me.

“She’s bare under that dress,” he tells the others.

I feel the blush on my face deepening as the two men at my breasts pull away so they can look down at my naked pussy.

Unable to see from behind me, Uncle Jake groans in jealousy. He jerks his hips against my buttocks, seeming to gain satisfaction in knowing that only his pants are separating his flesh from mine.

Anthony’s black eyes glint wickedly as he grins at me. “If you liked those kisses, you’re going to love this one.”

Then his mouth fastens on the lips between my legs, making me squeal. I feel his strong tongue press into the wetness of my pussy. It probes at the hyper-sensitive flesh at the entrance of my vagina, then it sweeps up the length of my slit to the little nub at the top.

As his tongue presses into my clit, a shot of sensation spreads out from it, filling my belly. I grab the back of his head and clench my fingers into his hair. I thrust myself into his face.

His tongue lashes at my clit, with no consideration for the fact that he is overloading me with sensations that I’ve never felt before.

I grind my hips round and round into his face. He presses my thighs wide open up and then his tongue thrusts into my tight little hole.

The feeling of it invading my virgin pussy makes me gasp out loud.

“Oh God, what are you doing to me?”

His tongue thrusts deeper and deeper, as if determined to taste all of me.

“Only a kiss,” I gasp. “It’s only a kiss.”

And they all kiss me together. Their tongues work roughly on my nipples and between my legs and on my mouth, filling me with frenzied sensation until my body bucks and thrashes. The most powerful orgasm I’ve ever had in my life surges through me.

I clench my thighs around Anthony’s head and bury my hands into the hair of the two men who are licking and sucking my tits. Uncle Karl continues to kiss my mouth and I scream my orgasm into his until I am limp.

I lay back on Jake’s body panting.

The four men stop kissing me, and for a while they stroke me, the rough palms of their hands familiarizing themselves with my stomach and my breasts and my thighs as I regain control of my senses.

And then Karl hands me to Uncle Max, who places me down gently on the couch.