Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 46787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Or guys, though all Ronan was doing was holding my arms behind my back. Still, just having both of them touch me at once was definitely filling my tank. Now if only Finn would touch me a little more…a little deeper…
“You’re close,” I told him, looking up into his forest green eyes, which were lazy with lust. “Just a little more.”
“I don’t feel anything in here but your soft little pussy, lady,” he protested, but I noticed he didn’t move his hand.
“Slip…slip your fingers inside,” I invited him—I was almost panting with need and desire now. It had been so long since I had come with a man and I needed this release.
“You want me to…Goddess, you’re so wet!” he nearly groaned as his long fingers invaded me. I felt him part my outer lips and then he was exploring my wet depths and finding the aching button of my clit.
“Oh…oh, yes!” I moaned, spreading my thighs for him and pressing against his seeking fingers as he explored me. “Just like that…you’re going to make me come! Make me come so hard!”
I was right on the edge—just about to tilt over into ecstasy as Finn caressed my clit with much more tenderness than I would have expected from such a big, tough Were, when Ronan shouted,
“Stop!”
“What? Why?” Finn demanded, but he yanked his hand out of my panties—much to my dismay.
“No, don’t stop!” I begged. “I was so close!”
“Yeah, Ronan—she was close,” Finn echoed me. “Why’d you make me stop?” There was a hungry look in his dark green eyes. “I wanted to make her come.”
“Because I know what she is—she’s a Succubus!” Ronan growled. “We were warned about her kind, remember? You make her come and she’ll suck you dry of all your life force!”
I could have screamed with frustration! Here it was again—the old prejudice about my kind. There was so much misinformation that got spread about us over the years and so many people still believe it.
“That’s not true!” I exclaimed, twisting my head around to glare up at him. “And anyway, I’m only half-Succubus!”
“See—she admits it!” Ronan growled. “She’s as bad as the sorceress that put that damn curse on us!”
“Wait—the two of you are under a curse?” I looked up at Finn this time, because he still seemed to be the more receptive of the two.
“Yeah.” He nodded, looking upset about it. “A pretty bad one—it’s making it harder and harder to Shift out of our Fur Forms once we enter them.”
“Don’t tell her about it!” Ronan growled.
“Why not?” I demanded. “Maybe I can help you.”
“Why the fuck would you do that?” He let go of my arms and came around to stand in front of me, shoulder to shoulder with Finn. I felt like I was facing a wall of solid muscle as he crossed his arms over his broad chest and glared down at me.
“Why not?” I shrugged. “I mean, I did break into your home and use it for my own purposes. By the Laws of Hospitality, I owe you recompense.”
Of course I didn’t give a flying pickle about the Laws of Hospitality, but I still wanted both of them in my bed. Just one night with two big, strapping Weres would fill my sex tank to overflowing. But it was clear they wouldn’t be climbing into bed with me anytime soon unless I could earn their trust.
“So you’re offering to make things right between us by helping us break the curse?” Finn asked, sounding skeptical. “But how can you do that?”
“I don’t know.” I shrugged. “But I have a friend who will have a better idea of what to do. Do you want to come with me to see her?”
“Fuck no!” Ronan growled at once. “Come on, Finn—we’re leaving,” he said, reaching for the other Were’s arm.
“No, wait!” Finn shook Ronan’s hand off his arm and turned back to me. “Who is this friend and do you really think she can help us?”
“Her name is Goody Albright and she’s an expert in magical curses,” I said. Which might be stretching the truth just a little, but Goody A really is good with spells and curses—a lot better than me. I’m mostly just a kitchen witch with a few other minor spells in my pocket and a sexual hunger that has to be fed or I get sick.
“Come on,” Ronan insisted, trying to grab for Finn’s arm again. “We don’t need to spread our business all over Hidden Hollow!”
“If we don’t, then how will we ever get uncursed?” Finn demanded, taking a step back from him. “Look at what happened to Thorne! I don’t want to end up like him, Ronan—roaming the forest in my Fur Form forever, never able to Shift back again!”
The other Were glared at him.
“That’s not going to happen!”