Circe's Recruits 1: Roane Read Online Free Page A

she’s on, spread your knees.”
    “Yeah, sure. Whatever you say. Come on, Roane. Give her to me.” Roane positioned Caitlyn and sucked in a breath as she settled over Hale’s cock. He locked her legs over Hale’s and spread her wider. Roane could see Hale sliding inside her and thought it the most erotic thing. His jealousy aside for the moment, he imagined himself inside her, what it would look like, what it had felt like. She lifted herself up before Hale slammed her back down again. The pair moaned, then she rose up again and rode him.
    But Caitlyn wasn’t getting what she needed.
    Roane knelt between their legs and spread her folds, focusing on her ripe clit. “You smell so good, Caitlyn.” God, he should have done this earlier, but he’d been too hard, too desperate. Now he intended to indulge.
    “Yeah, suck her. I want that pussy to grip me tight,” Hale said on a raspy groan. His hands left her waist to grip her breasts, grazing her nipples with his claws and cupping her tits as she took him deeper.
    Roane didn’t need the encouragement. He clamped his mouth around her flesh and sucked hard. She clutched Hale’s thighs and mashed herself against Roane’s mouth. The scent of Caitlyn, Hale, and Derrick went straight to his head. Sex magnified tenfold.
    “More,” Hale said hoarsely. “Yeah, more. Fuck, I’m gonna come.”
    “Not yet,” Roane warned. “Let her take you there.”
    “Then hurry the hell up.”
    Caitlyn moaned, and her clit felt like a smooth, hard pebble.
    “That’s it, baby. Fall apart on my tongue. On Hale’s cock.” A glance up showed Hale’s hands around her tight nipples and quivering belly. Her eyes were closed, her face drawn in tortured ecstasy as she neared her climax.
    “Please,” she cried in a husky voice as she exploded.
    Hale swore and let go of her breasts to grind her over him. He gritted his teeth and came, shouting her name.
    Roane continued to eat her, his tongue running down her slit to Hale’s shaft, the taste of them both more than his beast could stand. He pulled himself to his feet and grabbed the back of her head, pulling her forward. “Taste me.”
    She opened her mouth, and her fangs immediately retracted. Perfect. She wanted it as much as he did. Roane pushed forward, his head thrown back in ecstasy as the pressure built at the base of his spine. It centered in his balls and flowed into his shaft.
    “That’s it, take it all.”
    He thrust once, twice, changing back into his human form as he came.
    “That’s fuckin’ hot,” Hale said thickly as he gripped Caitlyn’s hips with normal hands.
    Sometime during their encounter, he’d changed back as well.
    Caitlyn licked Roane clean and followed the men, assuming her human form again. He withdrew from her mouth, and Hale gently disengaged. Caitlyn blinked sleepily at them both. When Roane took her in his arms again, she passed out.
    “Talk about being fucked to death.” Derrick groaned. “She wore me out. I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard.”
    “Me either,” Hale admitted on a sigh.
    “Yeah, well,” Roane paused, not sure what to say. They’d been through more shit than most families ever went through in a lifetime. His men were his brothers, closer than blood.
    Yet his growing possession for this female confused him.
    “Roane?” Zack called in a normal voice from the bedroom. “We’re good.” Ace shoved him out of the way. “Dick.” But the snarl that normally accompanied his insults wasn’t there. He looked sleepy, his body slack with repletion.
    “I think we’re all good.” Roane scented all of them in the room. And for a moment, he relished the togetherness. She’s mine, ours. So long as they know where they stand, I think I can handle this. Until she’s carrying, and then all bets are off.
    “Carrying?” Breeding -- his inner beast translated, scaring the shit out of him. Where the hell did that come from?
    “Roane?” Hale stared at him, his hazel eyes