I gasped and bucked trying to get away.

Racer slid down to straddle my hips and forearms so he could take the other one. They suckled at me while I struggled.

“Screw you two.” Hunter rounded to stand between my thighs. Disappearing from my view.

I could only see Vanquish and Racer’s dark heads working my flesh. Vanquish cupped my breast on both sides. Molding it up to get more in his mouth.

Both males were moaning in pleasure at the feel of the soft tissue.

Racer showered little kisses around the edge of it.

Vanquish’s mouth was nearly bruising. Making the small nub of flesh swell and become tender.

I reared up when I felt Hunters fingertips circling my opening. Stroking my slit while he moaned. Pressing against one of my thighs to relieve the pressure in his pants.

What’s happening?

Just minutes ago, they’d all been playfully bathing in the creek. Now they were all grunts and moans. Profoundly serious.

***

Vanquish sat up and I felt a moment of relief. Until I caught him unlacing his breeches in my peripheral.

Racer sat up to do the same.

Vanquish freed a hard point of flesh.

Alarmed I shook my head and tried to wiggle away. "No, no!"

"Quiet." Vanquish said.

But it was the one time I was defiant. "No, I'll scream."

"Then you'll summon the rest of the pack to have a go at your gorgeous little body." He caught my opposite cheek and rolled it toward him. Promising. "You're going to pay for that little show of defiance."

***

I barely noticed Racer was plucking at the laces of my bodice. Freeing it, he tossed it over his shoulder.

Nearly hitting Hunter with it.

Hunter had completely shucked his pants and caught my shins. Pushing them together. "I'm saving her for the Mating Moon. So, nobody else can enter her either."

"Too late." Vanquish said. Gripping his cock to aim it down toward my lips. Rubbing it along them until they unconsciously opened.

I heard him scoot across the leaves as he drew closer.

"Open your mouth all the way." He ordered. Fist still clenching his iron hard cock.

I only started to when he poked a finger into my cheek, pressing it between my teeth so I couldn't bite. Then he pushed his rod into my mouth. Catching the back of my head to make sure he could completely embed in my throat. Stretching it in the back while I writhed and jerked in objection. Feeling my eyes instantly water.

"I'm going to fuck your face, Rabbit. No teeth."

I coughed around my airway abruptly being blocked. Trying to spit him out. But that finger jutting into my cheek kept my lips curled over my teeth and tight around him as he stroked in and out.