My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

"Wha..."

"No! I want my mates, now..." I growl as I straddle his hips and take him in my hand.

"Tiny, Love. Go slow."

"Are you going to stop me, Cameron?" I move his tip to my entrance and I can see him starting to pant and gripping the sheets.

"No." He says dryly, licking his lips. His gaze going from my face to where we are almost connected. The other two are flanking him on the edges of the bed.

a choice. I have given my firsts to each of them in turn and I want to give

breathes out and I drop down on him, both of us letting out a groan, mine a little higher pitched than I expected. I keep my eyes closed as I let the rest of my senses take over for a moment. The feel and burn of the stretch as he fills me completely. His hips aren't wide, but my short legs are

is touching me. I didn't think I would get to feel these until I turned eighteen. I thought maybe that was going to be the one thing that was normal about me and my mates. In my mind's eye I can see the green little pops of light as he touches

Love?" He's changed

slowly. I rock back and forth in small movements adjusting to his size. His eyes rolled back into his head before closing. I don't have anything to compare him to, but he's big for me and fills me up completely. I let out a little moan as I rub

I am going to last about three seconds." He groans out. "She's so f*cking tight. This is amazing and we haven't even done anything yet." He lifts me up like a feather and slides me back down and I can feel my whole core clench and gush at the friction. He's right, this is amazing and

"I need more, please." He opens his eyes and even though I can feel the other two right next to me, stroking my arms and sides, it's like I got tunnel vision

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