Wolf Island (Sinful Wolf Pack Romances)

My legs tremble as Tyler’s hands pause on my hips. I want him to take my panties off. I want him to see me naked.

His eyes are closed and he is still as a statue as he tries to restrain himself.

His hesitation makes me doubt myself. Am I doing this to punish Aeron for saying that it was just sex between us and that he didn’t want me anymore?

My gaze runs down Tyler’s strong lean body, lingering on his muscular legs beneath his stylish shorts, and the way his sexy T-shirt clings to his hard abdomen and chest. It is like he is a magnet that draws my eyes to him. I want to rip his clothes off and see him naked. I want–

And then I gasp in surprise.

My eyes have focused beyond Tyler. I see Aeron standing in the doorway. The stillness of his body tells me that he has been there for a while. Seeing us. Hearing us.

My gasp makes Tyler open his eyes. He looks behind himself and sees Aeron standing there. His hands on my hips tighten for a moment, almost possessively, and then he snatches his hands away.

“Don’t,” says Aeron, the expression on his face unreadable.

He strides over to Tyler and takes the camera away from him. He takes a quick snap of me on the bike, with Tyler standing next to me.

“Touch her,” he says to Tyler.

“Aeron…” says Tyler, half apologetically, half something else.

“Do it,” says Aeron. “We always knew this would happen. She wants you to touch her.” He looks meaningfully at my thighs, which are still spread apart.

“Touch her,” he says again.

This time Tyler does not hesitate. His hand glides up the length of my inner thighs and traces lightly over the gusset of my panties. I gasp at that sensation, and my hips rise little to thrust against his fingers, seeking more. I hear the camera click as Aeron takes photographs.

Tyler’s fingers slip inside the gusset of my panties, pushing them aside so that he can stroke up the line of my slit, his fingertips barely parting my pussy lips. I moan out loud at his touch. Aeron moves the camera closer so that he can photograph every detail.

“So wet,” says Aeron. “Do you want his fingers inside you, baby?”

“Yes,” I whisper, shivering in excitement.

“Lift up your legs,” he says.

I obey, lifting up my legs and bending my knees to bring them to my chest. My legs are spread apart and my skirt rides completely up my hips, revealing the entirety of my skimpy panties to both men. The gusset is a narrow strip, and I feel it sinking between my ass cheeks. The camera shutter snaps several times.

My pussy lips feel swollen. I can feel them parting and the gusset sliding between them, exposing my nakedness. This makes the fabric rub against my enlarged clit, making me moan out loud.

Suddenly Tyler lifts me off the bike. He puts me on my feet on the ground. He positions me so I am bending over the bike, leaning forward, one hand on the handlebars and the other on the seat. His hands pull apart the plunging neckline of my dress until my breasts pop out. He tugs the bra down until my nipples are peeking out from the cups.

I arch my back and stick my breasts out further, inviting him to touch them.

Aeron’s breath hisses out from between his teeth. “That’s fucking hot,” he says, snapping a flurry of shots.

Behind me, Tyler’s rough hands push my legs wide apart. He thrusts my dress up around my hips until my ass is fully exposed, my panties buried between my cheeks.

Tyler kneels between my legs, his hands stroking my ass and then my crotch. His fingers pull my panties to the side so that my pussy lips are exposed. He is so close that I can feel his warm breath on my ass. Aeron comes around behind us to take more shots.

Tyler pushes his finger up through my slit and finds my clit. He rubs it in small circles, making my pussy quiver.

“God, yes,” I whisper, my legs trembling.

His fingers spread open my pussy lips, revealing my wet little hole to the camera lens.

“Put them inside her,” says Aeron.

One of Tyler’s fingers presses inside my tight hole. He swirls it around as if encouraging my entrance to loosen a little, and then thrusts it all the way in, making me gasp and go up my tiptoes.

“She needs another finger,” Aeron says.

Tyler obliges him, pressing another finger inside me. He pumps them in and out of me, fucking me with them, and making me moan.

“Take her panties off,” Aeron says.