Taken as Theirs

by Kryssie Fortune

  Her heart rate shot up, her head pounded, and her fists clenched. The vampires had hurt and humiliated her once. Now, thanks to Michael’s stupidity, she might end up as a vampire baby-making machine. Her survival instincts kicked in, and she raced to the Cromer side of the promontory. Feet sliding over small pebbles and sand, she scrabbled her way to the beach below.

  Michael’s jaw dropped when he realized their danger. Staying in human form, he scrambled down the cliff beside her. He reached out to steady her, but she brushed off his helping hand. Too angry for politeness, she turned her death stare on him again. “You absolute moron. Dane and Eli will kill you for this—unless I do it first.”

  That bloodsucker who won the auction had bragged that he’d screw her every orifice. He wouldn’t have been gentle about it either. And as for him selling tickets for people to watch... She felt sick at the thought.

  Cassie stripped off, stuffed her clothes in the rucksack, and thrust it at Michael. Naked, she raced into the cold sea. All the while, the vampire soldiers marched nearer. Thanks to the sheltering promontory, they hadn’t discovered her yet.

  If she swam like never before, she could make the barge before they knew she was there. Maybe. They might not be searching for her, but she’d bet they brought word of a breeder’s escape from Scarborough Castle.

  Shivering, she waded deeper into the gray ocean. Michael broke into a panicked run as he splashed beside her. “That was quick thinking, getting into the water, but what do we do now?”

  “Some protector you are,” Cassie scoffed. “I’m going to swim out to the barge. You know, the place where I should have been all along. Can you swim?”

  He shook his head. “Not well. How about you swim, and I’ll run into town and warn the others? We can be underway before the vampires realize we’re here.”

  She estimated the barge was about four hundred yards out. To Cassie, that translated into eight lengths of a fifty-meter pool. She used to swim more than that in a warm-up session. Without watching to see what Michael did, she struck out for the barge.

  Like her previous ocean swim, the cold crept into her bones. She kicked harder and pulled deeper, bringing the sailing barge closer. Her legs grew weary and her arms ached. She cursed her lack of recent training and forced her body through the pain barrier. Her feet slowed, and her arms didn’t pull as strongly, but she finally touched the barge side. It felt like coming home.

  Pulling herself on deck, she panted like a dog. She chewed on her fingernails and prayed Michael warned the others in time. The north wind whipped around her, bringing her out in goosebumps. She scurried inside, dried off, and pulled on more borrowed clothes. Nervous, she alternately paced the room and stared out the observation window.

  Finally, she spotted three rowing boats heading toward the barge. Nose pressed against the glass, she counted the occupants. All present and accounted for—including Dane and Eli. Knowing her disobedience had earned her a spanking set her nerves jangling.

  One rowboat sped through the water. Dane and Eli must have freed their monstrous wolves and they rowed like Olympians to reach her. Dry-mouthed, she shivered again. At least they were safe, and she was grateful for that.

  They must have leaped up the rope ladder since they were at her side in seconds. Still wary of their monstrous wolves, she was glad they came to her as humans.

  “What the hell did you think you were doing?” Eli demanded.

  Dane stripped his shirt from her body and made a twirling motion with his finger. Realizing he was checking her for injuries, she turned a full circle, letting him see she was unharmed. “I don’t think those vampire soldiers ever knew I was there.”

  Eli pointed at the corner nearest the door. “You are in so much trouble, princess. Crawl over there and kneel in the corner with your nose against the wall. Don’t turn around without permission. Damn it, Cassie, what if we’d lost you?”

  “The vampires won’t go easy on you if they get hold of you again,” Dane growled.

  It hadn’t been easy the first time. Thoughts of what might have been sickened her. Still naked, she dropped to her hands and knees and crawled across the cabin.

  Her breasts felt heavy and pendulous. They jiggled every time she moved. Her bare bottom stuck up like a target.

  Her thoughts turned inward, and she considered all the ways the vampires could hurt her. Not only had her disobedience put everyone at risk, but she’d disappointed Dane and Eli.

  Her common sense should have told her that Dane and Eli would come for her in person, not send Michael. She sobbed when she realized how badly she’d let everyone down.

  For once, Eli didn’t smile or turn on his charm. “Stay there and keep your nose against the wall until we’re underway. Once we’re in open water we’ll decide what punishment your foolishness deserves.”

  Naked, chewing on her fingernails, Cassie wept as she knelt with her nose pressed against the hull. Her earlier actions shamed her. If the vampires had found her, everyone on board would have risked their lives to rescue her. She hated herself for putting them all in danger.

  Now she was in trouble because some callow kid thought he’d make a good daddy for her babies. If she never saw Michael again, it’d be too soon.

  Heart aching, she longed to be Dane and Eli’s soulmate, but thanks to her conversation with Michael, she knew that wasn’t possible. That knowledge sat like a boulder on her chest, slowly crushing the life out of her.

  Over the last couple of days, Dane’s inner strength had warmed her soul. Then again, Eli’s smiling charm made her heart do flip-flops. She’d fallen for the pair of them, but she’d let them down badly. Whatever punishment they dished out to her, she deserved it.

  She’d been a fool to believe Michael’s lies. Now Dane or Eli would punish her for endangering everyone—herself included. Her first ever spanking had hurt, and the strapping that followed had been agonizing. She wasn’t eager for a repeat performance, even if she deserved it.

  Much as she wanted to race after them and beg their forgiveness, she never moved from the corner. The more she considered her actions, the more she regretted leaving the barge.

  When the cabin door opened, Cassie hitched in a breath but kept her nose pressed against the wooden panel. “I’m so sorry. I was a fool to believe a word Michael said. Please tell me everyone made it back to the barge.”

  “Everyone’s fine,” Dane reassured her.

  “Although you won’t be soon,” Eli growled. “Perhaps another strapping will make you think next time.”

  She sniffed, already imagining the bite of leather on her behind. Eli whispered something to his brother then raised his voice so she could hear. “Do you agree to a strapping?”

  Cassie hated that she’d let everyone down, and now the Lycans she loved would take a strap to her arse for it. “It’s what I deserve for being such a gullible fool, but please, can we just get it over with.”

  Chapter Nine

  Cassie knew she deserved a strapping. “I agree to whatever punishment you think is necessary.”

  Dane moved so close behind her, his breath warmed the back of her neck. “Since this afternoon was more Michael’s fault than yours, Eli suggested a compromise.”

  Tearful, so sorry she hurt inside, Cassie swallowed hard. “What sort of compromise?”

  Eli sounded way too pleased with himself as he answered. “You will kneel at our feet, and give us both a blowjob.”

  A blowjob? Yes, please. But not both together, surely? And would they taste the same? She couldn’t wait to find out. During her first spanking, she’d rubbed against Eli’s cock. Its size had scared her, and what if Dane’s were the same? Would they even fit in her mouth?

  Despite her lack of experience, she hungered to do this. “I can try, Sirs, but I’ve never given one before. You’ll have to tell me if I do something wrong.”

  “Don’t think it will be easy,” Dane announced. “We’ll bind your arms behind your back and blindfold you. You won�
��t know which of us you service first.”

  Eli couldn’t contain his grin. “While you suck one of our cocks, the other gets to handle your body, but we won’t fuck you until you’ve met the pack and chosen us. Do you agree to the terms of your punishment?”

  Heart fluttering, body swirling with sensual needs, Cassie nodded. “Yes, Sir.”

  Naked, with her nose still pressed against the wall, she wondered what they’d do next. She heard a drawer open and close, then one of them fastened a length of dark cloth over her eyes. Her world turned black, the darkness disorienting her. Nervous, she rested her hands on the wall.

  “Stand up, reach behind you, and grip your forearms,” Dane commanded.

  Taking her hands off the wall was hard, but wanting to please them, she obeyed. Holding her arms behind her put pressure on her shoulders, but it wasn’t too uncomfortable. She had no idea which brother lifted her arms, or which one bound them. The darkness from the blindfold made her feel vulnerable and nervous. She needed to trust her men to push her boundaries and take care of her.

  “Turn around,” Eli commanded.

  Her pulse pounded as she obeyed. Bound and blindfolded, she’d never felt so helpless or so needy.

  “Three steps forward then kneel.” That was Dane at his sternest, but she relished the way he disciplined her when she deserved it. Those three steps were terrifying when she couldn’t see anything or even hold her hands in front of her. She still took them, but she was glad of the steadying arm one gave her as she dropped to her knees.

  She heard them switching places a few times, leaving her with no idea which one was where. It didn’t matter. She already cared deeply for the pair of them. Loved them, maybe. No way would she pass up a chance to taste their cocks.

  One of them pushed her legs wider, exposing her cunny to their view. If her arms had been free, she’d have covered herself with her hands. Instead, she knelt and let them look their fill. Even blindfolded, she could feel their gaze on her. Cheeks heated, she dropped her chin, accepting their dominance.

  Dane—or was it Eli?—moved behind her while the other stood so close his erection brushed her cheek. He’d already freed his cock from his trousers. When he lifted her chin, she opened for him and he thrust into her mouth.

  Cassie hadn’t expected her Lycan’s cock to be so thick or so long. She opened wider and hollowed her cheeks as she sucked him deeper. When his dick struck the back of her throat, he pulled back before thrusting so deep his pubic hair tickled her nose. She loved the way he smelled clean and outdoorsy.

  Once she found his rhythm, she gasped in breaths between his thrusts. The other brother moved behind her and cupped her breasts. Her nipples pearled at his touch so he pinched and stroked them. His touch sparked a million exquisite needs inside her. She’d have moaned but for the giant cock filling her mouth.

  Pre-cum coated her tongue—salty and delicious. Sucking a Lycan’s cock while blindfolded and bound felt slutty and shocking, and she loved it. The bands of muscle in her larynx squeezed against him as she swallowed, making him groan.

  His thickness, his length, and the warmth of him in her mouth thrilled her. As he thrust again, the hands on her breasts pinched harder. The rough treatment and the aftershocks of pain rippling through her cunny left her drifting in a fog of pleasure and pain.

  A warmth started in her belly, and she sucked harder. Something fixed around her right nipple like a claw. The bite of pain made her lose her rhythm and she almost choked on the cock she was sucking. A second clamp bit down on her other nipple. Pain brought tears to her eyes. And still a mammoth cock thrust down her throat.

  Arms bound, naked, nipples clamped, Cassie knelt at one of her Lycan’s feet. She couldn’t decide who fucked her mouth or who tormented her tits. Lost in her submission, she didn’t care which was which.

  Sucking harder, she relished the taste and thickness in her mouth. A sweet, salty tang flowed over her taste buds, making her crave more. If this blowjob made her menfolk forgive her folly, she was happy to oblige.

  She had a cock so far down her throat, she almost gagged. Pleasure shuddered through her, and she felt hungry for more. Hands snaked around her waist, and she leaned back, enjoying the embrace. Her nipples ached from the clamps on her breasts. They had tiny bells attached that chimed every time she moved. Loving everything they did to her, she never wanted this punishment to end.

  Whoever held her slid his hands down her flat stomach and petted her clit. His touch sparked wicked desires inside her. She felt wanton and slutty, a scarlet woman who surrendered to her men.

  The one with his cock in her mouth buried his hands in her hair and pulled her so close her chin banged against his balls. The movement made the bells clamped to her nipples chime. He smelled utterly masculine, utterly dominant, and she loved it. Two more thrusts of his cock and he came down her throat.

  She choked then swallowed the endless stream of cum. It tasted salty but sweet, a delicious feast she knew she’d crave nightly. Some leaked from her lips and ringed her mouth. She must look a sight with her hands bound, blindfolded, nipples clamped, her juices shining in her pussy and cum gleaming around her lips. Not that she cared.

  She mourned the loss of the cock she’d been sucking. Unable to see, she moved her head from side to side, searching for it—ready to go again. Again, the bells on her nipples rang out a fairy tune. She liked that enough to roll her shoulders and make them ring again.

  Both men moved back and swapped places. Giving her first ever blowjob left her desperate for their cocks in her pussy, but they’d sworn not to screw her yet. She couldn’t wait to suck the other one off.

  Strong arms scooped her up, setting the bells on her nipples chiming. One of her Lycans spread her across the bed, positioning her on her back with her head hanging over the side. The other spread her legs wide.

  She waited, willing to suck whichever one thrust into her mouth. Instead, she felt soft fabric loop around her knees, pulling them upward and outward, exposing her pussy. They must have tied the restraints to the bed’s corner posts. When she tested her new bonds, they held firm.

  Unable to move her legs and arms or see, she writhed and moaned. The utter vulnerability of her position thrilled her, and she loved being helpless around them. Blushing, she realized her juices spilled from her cunny and onto her thighs.

  One of them stroked her thighs while she heard the other move close to her head. He ran one finger around her lips and she tried to suck it into her mouth. Instead, her cheek brushed his engorged cock.

  It was thicker than the first but not quite as long. The pre-cum gathered there tasted less sweet, more salty. Pressing her tongue against it, she found a tiny button beneath its mushroom-shaped head. One lick made his cock jerk and thicken, almost choking her as it completely filled her mouth. She loved the way it slid down her throat, effectively gagging her.

  She pushed her lips out, pouting around it. It made a better seal and her mouth felt wetter for it. Relaxing her throat, she let him push deeper. The bed dipped as one of them crawled between her legs. A rough Lycan tongue swept through her exposed cunny and he sucked on her clit. The cock thrusting deep in her throat muffled her surprised gasp.

  A finger spread her juices over her rosebud rear entrance. She wanted to say no, but she couldn’t protest for the cock in her throat. When one of them sank his finger in her darkest hole, it felt wicked and wrong. It was too big, too long, too everything as he worked it inside her. Then her inner muscles tightened around it, and it felt... amazing. She whimpered but hoped they didn’t stop. And still a cock thrust in and out of her throat.

  Her cunny tingled as though a tropical storm swirled inside it, making it hotter and wetter. Pressure built inside her like a tidal wave, making her pussy drip with need. She sucked again, then gasped in a breath when the cock in her mouth pulled back. Her tongue teased its head then it surged forward again and bumped the back of her throat.

  The finger in her arse thrust deepe
r. Teeth gently worried her clit. Pleasure hit her like a shockwave, supersonic and explosive. With a finger in her bottom and a cock in her mouth, she came hard, her juices dribbling down her thighs. Another thrust of the cock down her throat and cum flooded her gullet. She swallowed hard, taking her man’s essence deep inside her. Like before, some spilled from her lips and ringed her mouth.

  One of them removed the clamps from her nipples and stroked her breasts. She whimpered as the blood flowed back into her sensitized nipples. It was the best sort of pain, especially when lips sucked at her clit. Heat built inside her like a solar flare that illuminated her from the inside out.

  Her chest rose and fell as she struggled to catch her breath. Trembling, she shattered as her second orgasm exploded through her. She floated a while, enjoying the sensations swamping her bound body. Slipping deeper into her submission, she felt like fireworks erupted around her. The bright stars and patterns delighted her, but she gradually drifted back to earth.

  Proud that she’d made both her men come, she felt contented but eager for more. When one of them removed her blindfold, she blinked and smiled. “That was wonderful.”

  Eli brought her a glass of water. Dane unfastened her legs before helping her sit up and unbinding her arms. Moving up the bed until his back rested against the headboard, he cradled her against his chest. The strength in his arms and the tender way he held her made her feel safe and protected.

  He stroked a stray curl from her cheek. “Likewise, little human. You weren’t supposed to enjoy a punishment so much, but I’m not complaining.”

  Eli held the glass to her lips. “Thank you for the best orgasm of my life, now drink, princess. Relax and rest. Sleep if you need to.”

  She’d always believed werewolves were monsters who relished other people’s pain. Dane and Eli had shown her nothing but kindness as they claimed her mouth and her body. Their loving touches comforted her. Between them, they’d obliterated her lingering terror at seeing vampire soldiers on Cromer cliffs.