Saved Between the Sheets: An Anthology of Stories that Get to the Point

by R. M. Walker

  Hearing growls from across the room, I break the kiss to see the cause. Both Tenoch and Zolin are panting, with their jaguars close to the surface. I can see elongated teeth peeking out of their lips, while they try to gain control.

  “We need to mate quickly, before this turns into another type of passionate scene,” Acalon says. He still looks to me again for permission, which makes my heart soar a bit. “Let’s move into my bedroom,” I suggest, while placing my hand in his, and walking us toward the other side of the suite.

  They all follow without hesitation. Standing before them I begin to strip. My anticipation is fueling me on and I can’t help but rush. They do the same, and before I realize what is happening, we are all naked, and staring at each other.

  “You are a goddess, one that was created from the stars,” Tenoch says, his eyes glowing as they take me all in. I move closer to Acalon and place my hand on his cock. The urgency in the room is building, and I must move this along.

  “Oh, Izzy. That feels amazing,” he groans out. His cock is thick and perfect. There is a bit of pre-cum at the tip that I massage into him with the pad of my thumb. I feel both of the other men move up against us; Tenoch behind me and Zolin at my side. Tenoch massages my ass and grabs my hips in fierce possession. Acalon slides his hand down and finds the aching spot between my legs and starts to rub in succession with my pumps. Zolin reaches over and grabs a breast, tweaking my nipple to add a bit of pain to all this pleasure. Resting my head back onto Tenoch’s shoulder, I just soak up all these sensations.

  “Let’s move this to the bed,” Zolin suggests. I moan in approval as I am swept up and carried to the bed. I am laid down before them, like a buffet. They all have hungry looks in their eyes, and I am sure mine matches. Zolin kneels in front of me and gives me a sexy smirk before he dives in between my legs licking me up and down. The feeling of being touched after so long is amplifying my already peaked arousal. He twirls his tongue around my clit and then presses his lips around it creating an intense suction. With the flicking of his tongue and the sucking, it doesn’t take long for me to cry out in pleasure. He inserts two fingers into my pussy, pumping in and out of my slick folds. Both Acalon and Tenoch growl in approval, while they stroke themselves and enjoy watching me being pleasured. Zolin’s fingers pick up the pace, fucking me faster. I can’t hold on any longer, and I come around his mouth, crashing with a tidal wave of bliss.

  After coming down from my high, my eyes lock on Acalon. “I want you to fuck me,” I say, in a breathy tone. He wastes no time answering my request as he flips me over onto all-fours and plunges inside of me. His thrusts are bestial and hurried. This is not a sensual lovemaking session. My body is being thrown all over, and Tenoch places himself in front of me, to keep me on the bed. Acalon’s hands are gripping my hips so hard, that I know I will have bruises tomorrow. I cry out again in pleasure as Acalon comes deep inside of me. The mating bond is instant. It’s like a puzzle piece clicking into place. The thoughts of Acalon immediately become one with my own, and I feel him through our bond. It is incredible to feel this closeness with someone.

  I fall forward into Tenoch’s arms. He pulls me in for a post-orgasmic kiss that keeps my core heated and ready. He lays me down on the bed and spreads my legs wide. Settling between them, he rests the tip of his cock at my entrance. I am beyond ready for him as he slowly enters me. I let out sigh of contentment when he fills me up. His size is larger than Acalon, thicker and longer. I feel like there is no more room for him to go as he waits, allowing me a moment to adjust. I look into his impossibly blue eyes and reach up to nip his bottom lip. He smiles down at me and begins to move. He starts with a slow sensual movement, but I quickly become anxious for more. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I start to counter his movements with thrusts of my own. I scrape my nails down his back, as he pumps harder and faster. His breathing is coming in gasps, and I know he is close. I reach between us and swirl my clit in between my fingers. It’s swollen and raw, so the instant I touch it the right way, my body bucks and a moan slips from my lips. This encourages Tenoch to lean up onto his knees and expose my naked form to the other men. Zolin seizes the moment and places his mouth on my breast. His hot tongue draws circles around one, while his hand cups and fondles my other. I reach my free hand out to him and grab a hold of his cock with a tug. I pump him up and down, feeling his velvet softness in my palm. All these touches are starting to be too much. The build is increasingly urgent, and the crashing of my orgasm fills the silence again. Tenoch comes with me, and his bond snaps into place next to Acalon’s. I can feel the difference between the two, but I can also feel the joy that it brings to finally have mates. I feel almost whole.

  I need to make this last bonding fast. My body is starting to tire, and I don’t know if I can handle another orgasm. Zolin lies on his back and beckons me forward. I rise and straddle his perfect body. All that chiseled, tan skin reminds me of the sun god, Tonatiuh. He smiles up at me, and even though he will be my third, I can’t help but think this bonding is the most important. He will finish this for us and make us whole. Like the last piece of the puzzle clicking into place.

  Slipping over his cock, I slowly slide down on him, causing a gasp to form on his lips. His eyes widen, and for a split second I get the impression he’s new to this. I begin to move in slow motions, trying to ease the soreness of my core. Seeing his reactions spurs me on, and I start to pick up my pace. He reaches up and grasps my breasts, playing with my nipples, and giving me the much-needed push to make him come. There is something about being over him like this, controlling our union, that makes me feel powerful and free. He looks at me like I am his everything and I know that, with time, I could come to love this man.

  My wetness drips all over him as his cock slips in and out. Hands come from behind me as Acalon nuzzles my neck, grazing his shifted jaguar teeth over the sensitive juncture where my neck and shoulder meet. It is a possessive gesture, as if he’s claiming me only as his. He places his large hands on my stomach, massaging me as he slowly makes his way down. With the two of them like this, I forget about the ache in my pussy and lean back to enjoy this last ride.

  “Gods, Izel, I am going to come already. You are so fucking beautiful,” Zolin says, breathless. Acalon rubs harder and faster, making me twitch, and tighten my grip on Zolin’s cock. He lets out a moan as he explodes inside of me. I milk his cock with my own pulsing orgasm, completely letting go as I fall back against Acalon. The third bond hits me like a truck, and my body spasms as all three men also cry out in pain. We are instantly pulled together by a force of magic like I have never felt before.

  A blast of pink light brightens the room, and I can now feel their souls intertwined with mine. We are one, mated and joined in our magic. Collapsing onto the bed from exhaustion, all three huddle around me as we drift to sleep. Cleanup can wait.

  Chapter Three

  The next morning, after showering, I lead the men downstairs to the kitchen. Most of my Elite are standing around drinking coffee or eating breakfast before heading out. Coyotl is seated at the table with two of my other top guards, Yaotl and Patli. All conversation stops as we enter the room.

  “I guess that answers that,” Coyotl says, with a huge grin on his face. He is looking back and forth between me and the guys. Acalon slides up to me, and puts a hand around my waist, staking his claim in front of my men. I shrug him off and go to the coffee pot.

  “Meeting in ten minutes in the Operations Room. I want to go over the plan for rescuing our witches from these rouges. We need to take care of this situation once and for all,” I say. Coyotl gets up from his seat with his phone out, texting the other men for the meeting. There will be a skeleton crew guarding, but all of the attacks have happened outside of the gates, and in the evening or late at night.

  I make some toast to go with my coffee, feeling that having a light breakfast would be suitable for the day. I butter it and sprinkle sugar and cinnamon on top. Zolin slides up next to me with h
is eyebrows raised.

  “Do you want to try some?” I ask, in a sexier tone than intended. He looks amazing standing there with his ebony black hair and yellow eyes. He can feel my arousal through our connection as I lean in, squishing my breast against his side, and bring the toast to his lips. He takes a bite and gets some butter on his lip, and I don’t hesitate, licking it off with my tongue. The sensation makes him shiver, and I can feel his need through our bond. It’s surreal to be able to feel three other people’s emotions at the same time, but it also makes me feel more alive. It’s unbelievable to me that I have my own harem. I can't wait to see what our powers will become.

  "It's very good," he says, licking his lips and reaching for another bite. I step out of his arms and snatch my toast back.

  "I said you could try it, not eat the whole thing. Go make some before we go into the meeting. I don't know when we’ll be eating next."

  "You're a tease," he says, with a huge smile, making his way over to the toaster.

  I take a seat at one of the kitchen tables, and the rest of the guys file in next to me. Coyotl is sitting across from me drinking his coffee. His eyes hold amusement, and if I know my best friend, he is bursting at the seams to ask me about last night.

  "Ask already. We might as well get this out in the open before we join the rest of the guard in the operations room," I say. He places his mug down and looks us over before opening his mouth. I just know this is going to be so embarrassing.

  "Did you mate with all three?" he asks. I nod my head in agreement, and his excitement increases.

  "Would it have made a difference if I had mated with only one?" I ask.

  "Group sex, Izzy, that's the difference, and since you have been as dry as a used up well, it makes it even more interesting that you jumped right in," he teases. I smile at his joke, but Acalon hasn't gotten used to Coyotl, and his hands brace on the table, knuckles turning white.

  "Relax, Acalon. Coyotl has been my best friend for ages. He is only joking, and if there are still questions of his motives, please know I trust him with my life. He is my second for a reason, and it's not because we sleep together," I say, turning toward him. His angry expression is still there, but staring him down, he eases off and trusts what I say.

  "First of all, ew. I don't like girls, and Izzy is like my sister, so stop your posturing right there. Secondly, I want you to know that I have Izzy's back regardless of who she mates with. I am quite certain that you all could keep her protected but know that there is no one on this planet who loves her more than me," he says, staring them in the eyes. Coyotl is a dominant witch and a very powerful one. He is a scary guy when he wants to be, but he is also the best witch I know.

  "You'll have to excuse Acalon. He doesn't share well. He also has a bit of an alpha problem," Tenoch says, with a smirk. He seems to have accepted Coyotl, but now I have to get the others on board.

  "I understand, I was very sensitive when I met my mate thirty years ago. He is the best thing that ever happened to me, and I almost hurt a bunch of people during our honeymoon stage. The only difference is, now we have a job to do. There are witches that need saving, and a wolf pack that needs killing. My suggestion is to try to reign that emotion in or aim it somewhere else because this won't work with you trying to fight her team," Coyotl says. His voice is hard, but there is also understanding there. It makes me proud, and my heart swells to know he is also looking out for me.

  "You have a point Coyotl, I can sense my possession interfering with my judgment. I am sorry that I have behaved this way. Please let us start again," Acalon says, extending his hand out across the table to shake Coyotl's. Coyotl takes his hand, and they seem to have come to a truce at that moment.

  "Alright, boys, let's do this. I say, standing up and making my way out of the kitchen toward the operations room.

  Patli is already in the room setting up the computers and boards we have on all the missing witches. There is a total of five women missing. All young and of breeding age. Four of them are level four magics and one is a level five. We rate our magical talents on levels from one to six. Six having master powers, and the ability to control their magic with precision.

  "Can you pull up the file that we prepared on the wolf pack? I want to cross reference it with what the guys have," I ask. I move over to take the head chair and wait for everyone else to walk in.

  My team files in and take seats as Patli finishes getting everything set up. Acalon and Zolin are on either side of me, but Tenoch is nowhere to be found. I can feel he is near, but I don't see him. "Where is Tenoch?" I ask.

  "He is still in the kitchen. He wanted to clean up for you before he joins us," Acalon states, placing his hand into mine. My mate shouldn't be cleaning up. I get up to tell him we have a cleaning crew for that; when Acalon places his other hand on my shoulder and leans into my ear preventing me from leaving.

  "Let Tenoch do his job, this is more than cleaning up. We will explain after the meeting," Acalon whispers in my ear. I pull back and look him in the face. He is checking up on my team. There is no mole in my ranks; I trust all my men. I go to argue, but his eyes stop me. His jaguar flashes through his eyes, and I know I won't win this argument.

  "Let's get started. The boss invited us here because we finally have help from the Underworld Council. They sent us three Jaguar warriors, who happen to be The Protector’s mates," Coyotl says to the group. A bunch of whoops and calls sound out, and my cheeks blush a bright, vibrant pink matching my hair.

  "Alright, get on with it!" I yell, over the shouting crowd. They immediately obey, but there are smiles still stuck on everyone's faces. They know that I have waited a long time for this.

  Standing up, I walk over to the board with the victims’ profiles on them. Looking at the guys, I start to explain what we know, and what we need to be filled in on.

  "These are the witches that have been taken. All are around the same age, height, weight, and magic level. They were all kidnapped outside of the town gates sometime during the evenings. Some were going out for the night, others coming home, but we know they were all taken before they reached the safety of the gate. Before today, the only indication that there were wolves in the jungle was from our protection wards. They pick up on different signatures, and a wolf has a very distinct one. We can tell that the point of extraction is somewhere in the east end of the jungle, where I met you all, but we don’t know where they’re taking them. I’ve been circling that area for days and haven't been able to use a scrying spell or any type of locator spell to find the women," I explain. I then gesture for Acalon to take over.

  "Thanks, Izel. All the information you provided is the same that the Council has found, with the exception of a few facts. The wolves are not taking witches for simple kidnapping; they are taking them for breeding. This is also not a new occurrence. Six months ago, in the northern territories, a pack of wolves did the same. We don't know if we are dealing with the same pack, but this is too similar to be a coincidence. They are attempting to turn the witches into wolves first before they impregnate them. The higher the magic level, the better the chance at survival. There were a few pregnant witches we found that had not been turned. They couldn't carry the pups full-term and so the wolves involved decided to try to turn them first. It worked with the first litter, and so that became their model. We were able to infiltrate the compound because a lone wolf broke from his pack and brought the matter to the Council. He didn’t know who was behind it all, otherwise, we would have put a stop to it sooner. They are doing gruesome things to these witches, against their will, and this wolf couldn't stand by any longer. We tracked them south to the jungle when we got a call from the Council to check in with the Moonbeam Coven. That is all the information we have," Acalon explains to my men. They all have varying looks of disgust on their faces. This is a lot to take in.

  "I had no idea it was that bad. How many witches were found?" I ask, with a bit of hesitation. Half of me doesn't want to know.

 
; "There were 22 taken, only some turned into wolves. The only ones that were alive when we got there were the witches they couldn't change. They used them as sex slaves. By the time we could get to them, they were broken shells of the women they once were. They couldn’t speak or give us any new information. I don't know how they are faring now," Acalon says sadly. I can only imagine what he had to see when he attempted his rescue.

  My blood begins to boil, and I can feel the heat rush up to meet my magic. I am going to do some damage if I don't release it soon. "So, the plan is not just turning witches against their will, it's impregnating them, and using those who don’t perform into slaves. We need to find these wolves, and make sure they never do this to another coven," I state, conviction ringing out in my voice. My team nods or shouts their agreement. This moment in my life is about saving these witches and getting justice. The wolves will die.

  Chapter Four

  “Izzy, we have been over this portion of the jungle three times. There is nothing here,” Zolin says. He’s just as exhausted as I am, but we need to keep searching. It is ridiculous that we don’t have a single new clue. Five teams were sent into the jungle today, and none have reported anything good.

  “We need to keep going. I don’t care if we have to look all night, these witches are being abused, and I won’t stop till I find them,” I say. I’m tired, starving, and really horny. Being newly mated isn’t helping make this any more comfortable. I will say, though, that my eyesight has improved, and I feel more attuned to the magic around me. Acalon says it’s from my newly acquired jaguar powers. We are all wondering if I will be able to turn, since I am a level seven witch. The only one of my kind, and the main reason I am The Protector. There is no one more powerful than me.