Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 84465 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 422(@200wpm)___ 338(@250wpm)___ 282(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84465 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 422(@200wpm)___ 338(@250wpm)___ 282(@300wpm)
“You…you promise you’re not going to…to breed me?” I asked.
“I already told you, that would be incest,” Gabriel said patiently. “Christopher and I would never break the Unbreakable Laws of the Pack.”
It seemed to me that letting my stepbrothers take off my panties and look at my bare pussy might fall into the incest category too, but I didn’t seem to have much choice.
“Okay,” I said at last. “I…I’ll be good.”
“That’s more like it.” Gabriel flipped up my pleated skirt, revealing my virginal white panties. I only had a second to register that the crotch was all wet with some kind of slippery, shiny, clear stuff before he hooked his thumbs in the sides and pulled them down and off.
I moaned and shifted but Christopher wasn’t about to let me go. He kept my arms pinned gently but firmly to my sides as Gabriel put his big hands on my knees and parted my legs.
Looking down, I could see that the shiny clear stuff was all over my pussy mound and my inner thighs. Even worse, my outer pussy lips were swollen and hot—so much so that they were opening like a flower. To my shame, this put the little pink button of my clit on full display.
“Just what I thought—she’s making slick.” Gabriel ran two fingers over my inner thigh, collecting some of the shiny clear stuff. He put his fingers in his mouth and frowned thoughtfully. “And it’s sweet. She’d definitely having at least a partial Cycle.”
“What…what’s slick?” I asked, still feeling unaccountably ashamed that my body had made this strange stuff without my knowledge or consent.
“It’s a special kind of lubricant that an Omega makes during her Heat Cycle,” Gabriel explained. “It helps her open up and take her mate’s cock deep in her pussy.”
“You promised you weren’t going to do that to me!” I shifted in Christopher’s lap and tried to shut my legs.
“I’m not.” Gabriel caught my knees and held me open, spreading me wider so that my pussy lips opened even more. “But I do need to check your inner pussy for color and sensitivity and feel your temperature to see if you’ve got Heat Fever or not.”
“Check my…my inner pussy?” I looked at him uncertainly.
“I need to spread you open and feel the internal temperature of your pussy,” Gabriel said, nodding. “Can you be a good girl and let me? Or does Christopher have to hold you down while I put my finger inside you?”
“Please, Zoe—I don’t want to force you,” Christopher murmured in my ear. “Just let Gabe check you out—he won’t hurt you. He knows what to look for—and how to help you.”
I saw there was no getting out of this…and I have to be honest, part of me didn’t want to get out of it. I was feeling that strange tingling sensation again as I had the day before, when I’d been sandwiched between the two of them in the truck. They both smelled so good—so hot and masculine and Christopher’s muscular chest against my back and Gabriel’s big, warm hands on my thighs felt amazing. Also, the way my older stepbrother had touched my breasts and nipples had made me feel all hot and achy inside.
“Will you be a good girl and spread your pussy for me?” Gabriel growled again, giving me an especially stern look.
I bit my lip and tried to relax.
“All right. I…I’ll be a good girl,” I whispered. To prove it, I opened my legs even wider, though doing so made my pussy spread open so much my slippery inner folds were on full display.
Gabriel framed my pussy mound with his long fingers and gently spread my outer lips even more. Leaning so close I could feel his warm breath on my sensitive little clit, he examined me.
“Hmm, she’s dark here too,” he reported to Christopher. “Her inner cunt’s nearly as red as her nipples.”
Looking down, I saw he was telling the truth. I bit my lip—was my body really going into Heat? And if so, what could I do about it?
“Going to see how sensitive you are now, little mouse,” Gabriel said to me. “Just be still and let me pet your little pussy.”
As he spoke, he began to stroke around and around the tender little button of my clit with one fingertip.
I never would have believed that such a light touch could give me such intense sensations! I moaned and wiggled in Christopher’s lap, noticing as I did that something hot and hard was poking me in the ass. Was that his cock? Was this turning him on as much as it was turning me on? Was Gabriel turned on as well? I couldn’t tell since he wasn’t pressed against me but a glance down between his thighs showed that there was a large bulge in his tight black jeans.