Sleeping With The Moon Goddess

Dreams Become Reality

I closed the door and ran over to one of the sinks and splashed some cold water onto my face. The fire that started in me was not going down. I somewhat remember feeling this way before. I spot a hot pink toothbrush in the holder and, assuming that must be mine, find some toothpaste and brush my teeth, following up with some mouth wash.

I look through a few drawers and find a new razor, now thankful that Aiden’s shorts covered almost the full length of my legs. I take off his clothes and lay them next to the sink and make my way into the shower. After spending a few minutes playing around with all the knobs, I finally turn on the showerhead and set the water too hot. I also figured out the rainfall showerhead as well. I definitely look forward to taking more showers in here.

I take my time shampooing and conditioning my hair, working any knots out with a comb. I then use the razor and take care of all the unwanted hair that has accumulated in the past week during my sleep coma. Finally done, I just stand under the hot water and enjoy the feeling of it hitting my shoulders and running down my back.

Letting my mind wander back to my new gorgeous mates, I feel this pang of need building inside me again. Leaning back against the wall, I raise my right leg up and set my foot up on the bench against one side. Letting my hands start to roam my body, I can feel that desire become stronger. I have dreamed about meeting my mates since I was a young girl, and yet here I was with not just one but two jaw-dropping mates and Alphas at that!

I close my eyes and run one hand down between my legs, moaning when my finger makes contact with my c**t. I slowly begin to circle and apply some pressure. I reach up to grab my breast with my other hand and begin to knead, occasionally pinching my n****e and making it pucker.

I start to rock my hips back and forth against my hand, imaging what it would be like to have my mates in here with me, feeling their strong calloused hands running up and down my body. Would they find my body pleasing to them?

I insert a finger into myself, feeling how wet I am, releasing a small moan as I work my finger in and out. I can feel my body start to tingle all over, the fire in me burning and unrelenting. I think of my mates, it’s almost like I can smell them on me still.

My eyes fly open when I hear a groan, seeing Damien inside of the shower and Aiden slightly behind him leaning against the glass shower door, both men looking me up and down, their breathing ragged and hard. Surprisingly, I don’t panic, nor do I feel embarrassed.

I continue to lean against the back wall with my legs spread. Damien’s eyes lock with mine and they are now dark with desire. He pulls his shirt over his head, not caring about his jeans, and walks over to me, he damn near presses his chest against my body as he looks down at me, his body towers over mine, I have to strain my head to look up at his face.

“Please, baby girl, let me help you. Let me taste you.”

Oh damn, am I imagining this again? I reach my hand up to his chest and press against him. Nope, he’s real; I can feel his rock-hard abs trembling as I run my hand down them, making him sharply exhale at my touch. The sparks I feel touching his bare skin against mine are starting to drive me crazy, I need to feel him, I need him to touch me.

His hand comes up under my chin, lifting my head back up to meet his eyes waiting for an answer, “Yes” is all I manage to say before he drops down to his knees in front of me, bringing his face between my legs so fast and so hard it’s like he was starving for me. He groans in the back of his throat as he eagerly sucks at and licks at my swollen c**t with his tongue. I throw my head back as I cry out.

Bringing my head back down, I look at Aiden who is leaning against the wall by the door watching us with his hand stroking himself through his jeans. The thought of watching Aiden touch himself turns me on even more.

He looks up and catches my eye, “Let me see you,” I breathe out.

He grins, making quick work of the button and zipper, he slides his pants down and pulls himself free. He grabs himself at the base, his large hands barely wrap all the way around because he is so thick; he moves his hand his impressive length all the way to the tip. I have no clue how anything that big could ever fit inside me, but damn if I didn’t want him to try.

“I want to watch you”. I don’t know what has suddenly made me so bold, but I didn’t care, I needed this, I needed them. I’ve waited too long.

Aiden casks me a wicked smile and then began stroking himself as he watched. Damien suddenly inserted a finger inside me as he continued his assault on my swollen bud. I was now panting, barely able to control my breathing; I couldn’t stop the moans that were coming from my lips.

“Jesus” I heard Aiden whisper.

My knees were starting to shake, I felt Damien move my leg up off the bench and over his shoulder, his other hand moving up and grabbing my hip, taking most of my weight onto him so I wouldn’t fall.

I had one hand on the shower wall and placed my other on his shoulder to steady myself. He sucked my swollen bud into his mouth and gently bit down as his finger works me in and out, “Oh f**k Damien, that feels so good!” I moan out.

I can feel myself getting close; my whole body begins to tremble. I feel a second finger being inserted into my tight opening and I gasp, opening my eyes. I stare at Aiden who is frantically stroking himself. The sensation has me exploding over the edge and into Damien’s mouth, he laps at my opening, drinking in my orgasm with a need I can understand as I clench around his tongue that has now replaced his fingers.

Aiden finds his release watching me. I watch as his seed shoots out and onto the shower floor for several strokes before his breathing begins to slow.

Damien stands back up while keeping a tight grip on my hips to hold me up, which I’m grateful for because I don’t know if I could hold myself up right now.