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.

has a choice. I have given my firsts to each of them

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

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

"Are you alright Skylar? Did I hurt you, Love?" He's

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

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

please." He opens his eyes and even though I can feel the other two right next to me, stroking my

you on your first time, Love." Why