44. Dam

Angeline

Tingles skittered around my body, concentrating on my birthmark and my pussy, filling me with a warm and delicious sensation.

Both wolves were howling like crazy in my mind, as if getting a dick-stick was the most wonderful thing in the world. Grant’s cock is pretty awesome, but…

“No, but, Angie-girl. You know I am not like Dora there, who goes soft for any attention from Stormy, but that dick is everything. Ride it and stop thinking.” Cal’s words were everything but expected.

He thrust deeper, delivering Cal’s point home and to my cervix. Okay, okay, that’s something worth howling for.

As I opened my eyes, my lips rounded in a gasp at the sight of shining points bubbling around Grant. Damn, my hallucinations only made him more handsome. My numb heart raced with every time he pumped in, pulsing everywhere in my body as if the broken thing was leaking, but its pulse was stronger in my pussy. So very strong. The clamping hole was having one heart attack after another, and was a