The Scorned Luna-Chapter 122: Jointed Penetration

Damien began to lick her with long, slow strokes, tasting her deeply as his tongue worked with a rhythmic, hungry pace. Sofia’s back arched off the bed, her breath hitching as he explored every sensitive fold.

To drive her further, he slid a thick finger deep inside her, stretching her tight walls while his mouth continued to worship her.

​Sofia let out a broken moan, her body trembling from the intense stimulation, but the sound was swallowed by Alaric as he sealed her lips with a bruising, possessive kiss, his tongue tangling with hers as he tasted the desperation on her breath.

​Sofia was trapped in a storm of pleasure. From above, Alaric was dominating her senses, his scent filling her lungs. Below, Damien was relentlessly flicking his tongue and driving his fingers into her slick heat.

The double stimulation was incredible, but it only fanned the flames of the White Wolf’s fever.

​She pulled her mouth away from Alaric’s, her eyes glazed and glowing with a silvery light. Her pussy clenched around Damien’s fingers, but the ache deep in her womb was screaming for more than just a touch.

​"It’s not enough," she gasped, her voice raw and dripping with desire. "I want you... both of you," she sobbed, her voice raw and filled with uncontrolled desire. "Please, don’t stop. I need you both inside me."

​At her command, the two Alphas pulled away for a brief moment. Sofia lay there, her chest heaving, her eyes glazed with a silvery light as she watched them.

Alaric and Damien moved with a frantic, animalistic speed, ripping their clothes away. Buttons flew, and fabric tore as they stripped. They didn’t look at each other with disgust; the scent of the White Wolf in heat had turned their rivalry into a shared, primal mission.

​When they stood naked before her, Sofia’s breath hitched. They were magnificent—two towering walls of muscle and power. She stared at their hard, pulsing lengths, and she felt her pussy clench so hard it was almost painful. The slickness was pouring out of her, soaking the sheets beneath her.

​"I’m going first," Damien growled, his voice a low, vibrating warning.

​Alaric’s jaw tightened, his eyes flashing black, but he didn’t argue. Instead of fighting, Alaric climbed back onto the bed, hovering over her chest, his focus shifting back to her swollen breasts.

​Damien positioned himself between her thighs. He leaned down, capturing her mouth in a bruising kiss while his hand went below. He gripped his thick cock and began rubbing the head against her soaked entrance. Sofia let out a loud, impatient moan, her hips bucking upward to meet him.

​"Now, Damien...!"

​As she begged, Alaric’s mouth found her nipple again, sucking it deep into his throat while his hand teased the other. The double stimulation made Sofia’s head loll back, her toes curling into the silk. Then, Damien gave a powerful, singular thrust.

​He buried himself deep inside her in one go. Both of them let out a shattered moan that echoed through the room. In their minds, their wolves howled in a unified chorus of triumph. Sofia felt stretched to her limit, her tight walls clamping down on Damien’s length, holding him captive.

​Damien didn’t rush. He began to fuck her with a slow, agonizingly deep rhythm, rolling his waist to make sure he hit every sensitive spot. Sofia moaned into the kiss, her body shaking with every slide of his skin against hers. To make it even more intense, Damien reached down, his thumb finding her clitoris and flicking it with a steady, rhythmic pressure.

​"Oh, Goddess!" Sofia screamed, her back arching off the bed.

​Above her, Alaric was relentless. He continued to suck and bite at her nipples, his tongue swirling around the sensitive peaks until she was sobbing from the pleasure. He reached a hand down, his fingers tangling with Damien’s as they both worked to drive her closer to the edge.

​The feeling was heavenly. The weight of Alaric above her, the power of Damien moving inside her, and the intoxicating scent of roses, oak, and pine filling the air. She was being claimed by the two most powerful men in the territory, and for the first time, the fire in her blood felt like it was finally being met with a match.

​As Damien was buried deep inside her, his slow, rolling thrusts made Sofia cry out in a mix of agony and ecstasy. But as the heat in her blood reached a boiling point, the pleasure from Damien alone wasn’t enough. The fire was still screaming for more.

​"It’s not enough!" Sofia sobbed, her fingernails digging into Alaric’s shoulders. "Alaric... please. I need... I need both of you."

​Damien froze, his breath hitching. He looked up at Alaric, his eyes flashing with a mix of shock and a dark, twisted challenge.

Alaric didn’t hesitate. The scent of her desperate need was a command he couldn’t ignore.

​"She can’t take us both at once; she’ll break," Damien growled, though his body was already trembling with the urge to try.

​"She is in heat, Damien," Alaric hissed. "Her body will stretch. Look at her... you are not enough."

​Damien frowned as he watched Sofia bucking her hips, her pussy clenching around him so tightly he groaned.

She reached out and grabbed Alaric’s hand, pulling it down toward where she and Damien were joined. She was so wet that the slickness was dripping onto the sheets.

​Alaric moved to the foot of the bed, positioning himself right next to Damien. He gripped his own length, which was pulsing with a need to claim her. Slowly, he pressed the head of his cock against the small space left at her entrance.

​Sofia let out a high-pitched, shattered whimper. It felt like she was being stretched to the absolute limit. "Yes... please... more..."

​Damien reached down, his large hand wrapping around Alaric’s, helping him find the way. They moved with a slow, agonizing care. As Alaric began to slide in alongside Damien, Sofia’s eyes rolled back in her head. Her walls were incredibly tight, but the heat of her transition made her body stretch and accommodate them.

​Bit by bit, Alaric pushed deeper until he was buried halfway inside her next to his nephew.

​"Goddess," Damien choked out, his head falling back as the sensation of being so close to Alaric inside her overwhelmed his senses.

Sofia’s scream was muffled by her own arm as she felt the massive fullness of both men filling her completely. She felt stretched, huge, and utterly claimed. Every nerve in her body was on fire.

​"Now," Sofia gasped, her voice barely a whisper. "Move... please, move."

​Together, the two Alphas began a synchronized, heavy rhythm. They moved as one unit, their bodies slamming against hers. The friction was unlike anything Sofia had ever felt—a raw, stretching pleasure that reached deep into her soul.

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