Wild Hunts, Blood Moon Legacy (3)

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As a revered white wolf, Kasa Jones is well aware of the dangers stalking her. She and her brother, Jordan, track down holding cells and free innocent werewolves before they’re reprogrammed to kill her.

The night Kasa botches a hunt, exposing herself to the enemy, she flees for her life and lands in the claws of two mysterious wolves.

Micah and Slade Castrove have been hot on Kasa’s trail for months. With her finally in their care, the brothers vow to protect her from the dangerous rebels hungry for white wolf blood. They never imagined the challenges that would come with keeping Kasa safe.

Kasa is enraptured by her mates. Their body-heating good looks, powerful personas, and promises of protection easily sway her priorities. But when her brother is kidnapped and the only way to save him is to sacrifice herself, can her mates protect her from the ultimate hunt?

Where the hunters become the hunted, the predators become prey…

Excerpt:

“You’ll keep those precious hands right there. You’re not allowed to touch yourself in any way,” Slade instructed. She tossed him a look—half perturbed, half excited—over her shoulder.

“Like this?” Defiant as always, Kasa reached between her legs. Micah grabbed her hand and grounded it on the bed once more.

Slade spread his hands over the fine globes of her ass. He rubbed her soft flesh for a moment, then squeezed. Kasa sucked in a sharp breath as he spread her cheeks. Her pussy was so pink, so wet. He could easily feed himself right into her.

Instead, he picked up the egg and showed it to her.

“You have two men who want to fuck you mindless, and still you insist on misbehaving.” He dragged the egg over one of her cheeks, then the other. Kasa watched. When he slid it through her pussy, her back arched down, exposing her more fully to him. “You’ll have to wait longer to have us inside your delicious”—he gently pressed the tip of the egg into her vagina—“hot”—a little more—“tight”—almost in—“pussy.”

Slade ran his moistened fingers back through her cleft until he reached the puckered rosette of her anus. He squeezed a bit more lube onto his hand and spread it along the valley between her lovely round globes.

“Micah will have full control of your toy. You behave, he’ll let it run. You misbehave, you get nothing,” Slade said. He circled her anus before slowly, slowly pressing into the tight hole. “Damn, this is going to be good, doll. Has anyone fucked this beautiful ass before?”

“No,” Kasa said on a breath. Her head dropped. She pressed back onto his probing finger. As he worked his appendage knuckle-deep, he twisted slightly, stretching the virgin territory to accommodate something far larger than his finger. His dick twitched, his balls heavy between his legs.

“You’re so tight. I can almost feel you squeezing my cock now. How would you like my dick to fill you?” Slade pulled his finger from her. Just as slowly as before, he edged in two fingers. 

“I want you to fill me. Both of you. Fill me.” She was speaking on gasps. Her fingers curled into the bedspread on either side of Micah’s hips.

“You have Micah’s cock at your mouth, sweetheart. Fill your mouth with him. I’ve seen you eyeing his dick, licking your lips like a hungry wanton. Suck him deep while I work this tight little ass to take me in.”