Wolf Island (Sinful Wolf Pack Romances)
Wolf Island: Chapter 20

I watch as Tyler pulls his fingers out of her, making her moan in disappointment. My heart pounds. Yesterday she was a virgin, but seeing her now you would never know. My heart aches and soars at the same time. She is so full of desire, just like I always dreamed.

After seeing her with Tyler in the water, I had thought she had moved on, been with other men. I had resented it, because in my head, no matter how far apart we had been, no matter what other women had been in my life, Lola had always been mine. Mine. A perfect shining memory that I wouldn’t allow to be sullied.

The discovery that she had stayed mine had been a shock. She had never given herself to another man. She had come here to replace me.

Her being here fucks with my mind. Because while she wasn’t with me, it was impossible for her to betray me. But now she is here, I know that she will. Our oracle had predicted it, and oracles never lie.

And this, what is happening here, the oracle had predicted that too. That she would desire us both, make us both love her until we couldn’t see straight, and it would end in treachery.

So why not take what we can from this moment? There is no future for us. Just the now.

I watch as Tyler peels her panties slowly down her legs, rubbing his hands over each ass cheek as he does so. I photograph each moment, as if, with the act of capturing her on film, I will be able to keep a part of her with me forever.

She raises each leg in turn so that he can pull her panties off. She looks at me over her shoulder as if she knows exactly how smolderingly sexual she looks, but is past caring.

I have wondered a thousand times if I should have been less possessive of her back then. I had known he loved her too. Perhaps it was my selfishness that had put us on this path that can only lead to something awful.

She has no idea of the battle raging in my head. How could she?

She splays her hands wide on the bike, and thrusts her ass out towards us both. She looks over her shoulder at the camera, and angles her body to show the curves of her luscious ass and the side of one breast with a delicious pink nipple peeking out of her bra. Her lips are slightly parted. Her face shows that she is desperate for Tyler’s touch.

He kneels behind her and kisses her ass cheeks like a worshipper. And why not? Those luscious globes are worthy of worship.

His fingers dip into her slit, and by the way she shivers and moans, I can tell he is playing with her clit. She gyrates her ass as if she cannot hold still. He pulls her ass cheeks apart to show me the plum of her fully aroused pussy, all pink and swollen and dripping.

“Fuck, that’s gorgeous,” I say, moving near for an up close shot.

“Reach back,” I tell her hoarsely. “Hold your ass spread open.”

Tyler reluctantly moves out of the way of the lens. She does what I want, spreading her ass cheeks wider, panting as I takes more shots. Her pussy grinds in the empty air, and she rubs her nipples against the body of the bike as if desperate for sensation.

“Please,” she murmurs.

Tyler cannot resist that request. He gets on his knees behind her, and she arches her back, offering her ass to him. She stays looking back at the camera, as if she wants me to see everything.

He buries his face in her pussy, blocking my view. I move the camera beneath her, angling it to see him pressing his tongue into her slit, seeking out her clit. She lets out a sharp cry of pure lust. Her knees shake, about to give way, and his strong hands grip inner thighs, holding her up as his mouth plunders her.

She grinds her pussy against his pressing tongue. She thrusts her tits harder against the bike, rubbing her nipples back and forth on the gleaming metalwork.

“Please, I need to come,” she begs, just like she begged me last night.

He plunges his tongue into her pussy hole and starts to fuck her with it. His thumb circles her clit.

“Mmm,” she moans.

It is clear to me that she is desperate for him to fuck her. The rough pounding I gave her last night was not enough. She needs to be fucked again by a cock, not a tongue.

“Put her on her knees,” I tell him.

Tyler pulls her away from the bike, and she eagerly drops to her knees. Her ass is pointing towards his hips. She kneels on all fours facing my camera. Her eyes search my face, as if she is desperate to know what I am thinking.

I move towards her, and she tilts her face up for my kiss. But I won’t give her that.

I need to see all of her. I yank open the ribbon of her bra, and hiss in desire as her breasts bounce out. I can’t resist playing with them, cupping them roughly and plucking at the nipples until they are stiff. I want to suck on them and make her moan, but I won’t give her that either.

“I want to see them bounce when he fucks you,” I tell her harshly.

“Oh God,” she whispers, looking at me pleadingly, as if she wants something more from me.

She reaches for the bulge in my pants, but I push her hand away.

Part of me wonders if I am testing her. If I want her to say she wants only me. If she will disprove the oracle. And yet I need to see him fuck her. I know she wants it. I told her it was just sex between us, and now I am going prove it by watching my best friend fuck her.

Tyler is kneeling behind her. She seems to sense him pulling his shorts down because she glances back just in time to see his big cock spring free. Her ass jerks back towards it, as if she is eager to have it inside her.

He pushes his cock down under her, sliding it along the length of her pussy slit. At the feel of it, she closes her eyes, and whispers, “Oh God.”

“Look at the camera,” I order her. “Show us how much you’re loving this.”

She gazes directly into the camera, letting me capture every nuance of desire on her face, and how much she is hungering for his cock. She makes is clear that me watching her turns her on. I snap a rapid series of shots, but it is not enough. I switch to video mode.

I keep it focused on her beautiful face. I capture her expression as Tyler slides the thick head of his cock into her tiny entrance. He pushes it in slowly, seeming to savor every moment. I remember how tight she was last night. I know exactly what he is feeling. That clinging little pussy and how it will be stretching around his thick girth as he pumps it in deeper and deeper, an inch at a time.

Her mouth opens and she pants, as if the sensation of being filled by him is incredible. She pushes her pussy back towards him, surrendering completely.

I film her trembling tits, and then zoom in on her face as he buries his dick inside her to the hilt. She cries out loud, as if she wants to let me know how turned on she is and how good his cock feels inside her.

Tyler grinds his hard cock inside her, circling it around, letting her get used to the feeling. He is gentler than I was with her last night. He rubs two fingers on either side of her swollen clit, rubbing it slowly and steadily. She squirms, clearly wanting more.

“You want me to fuck you now, baby?” he says.

“Yes, oh please,” she moans. “Fuck me, Tyler.”

He pulls his big dick nearly all the way out, and then thrusts it in deep and hard, making her body jerk and her tits bounce. She keens in lust. He pulls her up until her back is pressed against his chest. He kisses her neck and plays with her beautiful tits while he fucks her pussy deeply.

She is so incredibly hot. I want to tear her away from him and claim her with my cock. And yet I am mesmerized by the sight of both of them together, my best friend enjoying what I did yesterday. I know exactly how he feels.

Her pale thighs are spread either side of his tanned ones, and between them his big cock is sliding in and out of her slick, tight, pink pussy. She sees me watching. Suddenly she seems shy. Vulnerable. Her hands rise to cover her tits. Her entire body flushes pink. And yet she seems unable to tear her eyes away from my face as we stare at each other.

Her hands clutch Tyler’s big ones as he fondles her breasts, and her body writhes as it tries to cope with the pleasure. Behind her, he is stiffening, his muscles growing rigid as he gets close to orgasm. She cries out louder and louder as he fucks her, her voice reaching a fevered pitch.

She is pink with pleasure and lost in her ecstasy. So incredibly beautiful.

The camera slips from my hands and drops to the floor with a thunk. I crawl to her, and claim her mouth in a searing hot kiss. She moans against my tongue. She wraps her arms around my shoulders, clinging to me as Tyler fucks her hard from behind, making her body jerk in my arms.

He gives a shout of satisfaction as he pounds his final thrusts into her. Her breath stutters. I reach between her legs and rub her clit furiously with my thumb. She comes hard, screaming her orgasm into our kiss.

Afterwards Tyler does not object when I gather her up into my arms. I carry her, still half-naked, down long hallways to my rooms. I do not care who sees us. I intend to ravage her all night and all week long.