Chapter 57: Honey Trap

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Author's Note: I made TJ Bell sexy. You're welcome. :)

















Ophelia watched wide-eyed as Crimson and her mate pressed their lips together, and began an erotic battle that looked like a dance for dominance. As they moved, her friend began to slowly remove the wolf's black t-shirt, tugging it up his heavily tattooed arms, over his muscular shoulders and tossing it off to the side. She made the movement look so fluid and graceful, and the Luna was mesmerized at how in tune the two wolves appeared to be with one another's bodies.



When their lips broke apart after what seemed like forever, the Gamma glanced over his mate's petite shoulder and winked at the little Luna. "You going to watch, little slut?"



Crimson tossed her tank top across the room and turned to face her bestie. "You can," she giggled with amusement as she cupped her breasts in her hands and shook them for her voyeur. "He loves an audience."



"So do you, bitch," he growled and then bit down harshly into his mate's pale shoulder. "Can she even handle watching or is she going to prude out?"



The she-wolf glanced over her shoulder and winked at her friend. "Come sit over here," she directed the Luna and patted the left side of the mattress. "You won't get kicked over here."



The Luna scooted over to the offered space, pressed her back to the leather headboard and folded her short legs beneath herself. She watched in wonder and awe as Crimson's mate quickly stripped off all of his clothing, then lay beside her stroking his cock to hardness without an ounce of self-consciousness or shame. Her bestie too wasted no time, placing herself onto all fours and devouring her wolf's entire cock in one quick swallow.



TJ groaned, rolling his head to the side to face the little Luna and smirked. "She can sure take a cock, huh?"



Ophelia nodded slowly, her mouth gaping open in shock. The other girl had his entire length down her throat, had not needed a single moment of warm-up before she swallowed the whole thing. Ophelia was flabbergasted and she told the wolf so. His smirk widened as he ran a finger along her jawline. "Don't you suck Chris' cock?"



"Once," she admitted, turning violet with her confession.



"Only once?" the Gamma challenged her with a laugh. He tapped her on the nose playfully and grinned. "Well, now I know why he's always in such a shit mood."



"Do you want me to teach you some more tricks?" Crimson inquired as she allowed her mate's erection to pop free from her lips with a wet slurp. Stroking him slowly and using her copious spit as lube, she smiled sweetly. "I can show you a few things that will make him forget all his stupid rules and put a smile onto his face for the next week."



Before Ophelia could nod her head in curious agreement, TJ reached out and grasped her by the hips and began nudging her body closer to him. He directed her onto all fours, then spun her around and propped her above him in a 69 with her crotch dangerously close to his nose. "She'll show you some tricks and I'll make sure that you're suitably rewarded for your education," he licked his lips. "Let's get you out of these shorts, little slut."

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