Sugar Creek 5 – Marigold’s Werewolf Mates

Sugar Creek 5 – Marigold’s Werewolf Mates. Marigold comes to Sugar Creek for the wedding of her good friend Primrose. Her arrival is marred with mayhem, as she sprains her ankle after being let down by her car on the side of the road.

Visiting a friend in Sugar Creek has brought a whole new dimension to life as she knew it, when she finds out about the boys alter animal. Yet rather than being scared away, she is more intrigued and can’t understand her feelings and why she wants to be close to them. Wait, can she have all three? Prim will have the answers.

Mari finds all is neither safe or cohesive within the wolf community and finds herself in danger.

Read the following Excerpt to be teased by this Becca Van werewolf tale in Sugar Creek 5.

Gentle hands lifted her injured ankle as another hand pulled at the button on her jeans. She moaned and sucked Michael’s tongue into her mouth.

“Jeezus, she’s so fucking responsive.” Sin’s gravelly voice and words only vaguely registered.

“I’ve never seen such passion,” Taylor rasped. “I can’t wait to taste that delectable smelling honey.”

Her zipper was lowered and then her leggings and panties where being tugged down her legs. A large warm hand pushed up under her light sweater, caressed over her belly and then up her torso. The hand didn’t stop beneath her breast like she thought it would, but continued on until it engulfed her soft feminine globe.

Michael broke their kiss, stared deeply into her eyes and then removed her top.

“Sexy as fucking hell,” he panted out as he stared at her lace covered breasts. “I need to see all of you, sugar.” His fingers deftly flicked the front clasp of her bra and stretched material sprung open free her breasts.

“Damn baby, you’re so fucking hot,” Taylor said in a hoarse voice.

Mari looked down where Sin and Taylor were kneeling at her feet on the bed. When she met their eyes one after the other she had to close them so she wouldn’t go up in flames. Although it was way too late for that. She was already so already so hot she was burning up.

As she opened her eyes Sin crawled up to her other side and after handing a pillow to Taylor, he put her wrapped injured foot onto the soft lump.

She felt so cared for and again tears of emotion pricked the back of her eyes.

Taylor literally threw himself off the end of the bed and he landed on his knees with a thud. His arms reached out, snagged around her upper thighs and pulled her down the bed. He lifted her legs and slung one and then the other over his shoulders, but was more gentle with her hurt foot and she sighed with appreciation. She didn’t want to call a halt because she was in pain, though she had to admit, even if only to herself, she wasn’t feeling any pain right now, and put it down to all those endorphins running through her body.

Mari moaned when Michael cupped a breast and his thumb reached out and strummed over the aching nipple. Sin cupped her face, turned her head his way and started kissing her voraciously.

She cried out when a finger caressed through her drenched folds from top to bottom and back again. And then her hips bowed off the bed when a warm wet tongue licked her whole pussy.

Sin released her lips, kissed and nibbled his way down her neck, stopping every now and again to pay more attention to sensitive spots when she shivered and moaned, before licking his way over to her other breast, and drawing her nipple into his mouth.

The fervor was almost too much but nowhere near enough. She was burning hotter and brighter and wondered if she would survive such pleasure.

Taylor flicked the tip of his tongue over her clit and she whimpered and shivered as her cunt clenched and more cream dribbled out. But when he flattened his tongue and started licking her like an ice-cream she started making sobbing noises as the bliss started consuming her.

He growled against her pussy, the vibrations shooting deep into her womb and she thrust her hips up while grabbing at his hair and tried to push him harder into her vagina. Hands wrapped around her wrists and then her arms were being lifted up above her head and held down against the mattress. She had virtually no control over what they did or what was happening to her body and that just turned her on even more.

Taylor’s finger rimmed her dripping wet hole and then he started pushing up inside her. Inch by slow pleasurable excruciating inch, until it was inside her cunt at far as it could go. Once more the tip of his tongue flickered over her clit as he began to pump his finger in and out of her sheath. And then it was a tighter fit as he added another finger. Mari mewled and writhed, her hips rocking in time to Taylor’s finger fucking and the pressure began to build.

Never had she been so wet. Never had she felt such bliss or hunger.

Each time he pumped his fingers inside, he increased the pace and the depth, and his tongue moved faster.

Tingle erupted along the sensitive internal walls, deep into her uterus and all over her body. Her muscles grew tauter, heat grew to a blazing inferno and her pussy walls grew closer together. Teeth scraped over her nipples before tongues swirled around the aching peaks and then mouths suckled firmly.

And then as if they’d planned it, Taylor’s fingers rubbed over a really sensitive spot inside her cunt just as Sin and Michael bit down on her nipples.

Mari screamed. Her body shook and shuddered. Her cunt clamped and let go, before grabbing onto and releasing around Taylor’s shuttling fingers. She quaked and quivered, her breath gone and her mouth wide open as nirvana swept over her again and again, and again.

Cream flowed from her pussy, and Taylor growled just before he made slurping and sucking sounds as he swallowed her cum. Aftershocks made her whole body twitch and it wasn’t until she felt three sets of large manly hands running over her skin as if trying to soothe her down from such a big high, that she realized her eyes were closed.

Mari finds that being with werewolves is no less dangerous than she would have presumed prior to knowing they were real. But the sensual, erotic and protective feelings she experiences when she is with them, is intoxicating. Can she leave?

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