Wicked Souls: A Limited Edition Reverse Harem Romance Collection

by Rebecca Royce

  I waited, expecting them to show me how to start, but no-one moved.

  “Um, are we going to…” I gestured to the bed, feeling awkward.

  The heat in my blood was beginning to cool, and I didn’t want that. I also wasn’t going to be the one that started anything.

  I grabbed onto Billy’s arm. “Why has everyone stopped?”

  He growled, in that soft, pleasing way. “I think we all want you to… tell us you want this too.”

  I nodded, quickly. “Yes. I do. But I don’t know how to…”

  “You’re a virgin then?” Jackson asked, his voice deeper and darker than before.

  I nodded. “Yes.”

  The men made a strange rumbling, purring noise and I grabbed harder onto Billy’s arm.

  “Is that bad?” I whispered, not quite understanding their response.

  Billy shook his head and Darren actually laughed, breaking the intense atmosphere.

  “No. It’s the best news any of us have ever heard.” I said. “It’s perfect. You’re perfect.”

  A smile tugged up my lips. “Then why am I still standing here? And why are you all still fully clothed?”

  I was shocked I had the guts to say that, but I honestly didn’t understand why we are all standing around doing, literally, nothing.

  They thought I was their fated mate, and I knew they were my true loves. My magic had called them to me, and now that I had them, I didn’t want to waste any more time.

  But they certainly didn’t seem to be in much of a rush to get me naked considering their declarations of desiring me.

  Then the spell snapped. Jackson pulled his shirt off his head, unbuttoned his jeans, and pushed out of them.

  I gaped at him, naked, aroused and standing in the middle of the room.

  Billy’s hands slid down my body from behind. They moved over my waist, down my thighs, then grabbed the skirt of my dress.

  “Arms up,” he said.

  I lifted my arms and he pulled the dress up over my head and tossed it to the floor.

  I should have magicked up better underwear.

  As Billy made that strange purring noise and tore at his clothes until he was naked too, I realized it wasn’t really necessary.

  Their gazes were hungry as they moved over my body.

  I stared at Darren who was still completely clothed.

  “Aren’t you going to join in?” I asked with a sly little grin.

  He nodded but didn’t say anything. Was he going to watch? Wait until the end? Was that his plan?

  The questions flew out of my mind as Billy’s arms wrapped around my body and pulled me into his heat.

  I gasped and put my hands back, against his thighs, his skin burning beneath my palms.

  “Damn, you feel good.” Billy groaned into my ear as he nipped at my neck and his hands came up to cup my breasts.

  “You do too,” I said, throat tight.

  Jackson walked over and knelt before me, tugging at my underwear and dragging them down my thighs.

  I giggled and gasped aloud as I stepped out of my panties.

  Jackson’s hands came up to cup my bare ass cheeks and I gasped at the tightness of his grip, the way it made me feel owned.

  Then, his mouth went to the juncture between my thighs.

  “Holy shit!” I grabbed for Jackson’s head. His tongue flicked out and caused a cacophony of pleasure to echo through my body.

  My knees turned to jelly as Jackson scooped me up and threw my legs over his shoulders, using my ass for an anchor.

  I was completely exposed, my pussy opened for him to devour.

  Billy had my upper body held tightly in his grip and as I turned my head to protest what they were doing to me, to scream that I couldn’t handle so much pleasure, Billy kissed me, swallowing my moans and gasps.

  Jackson pleasured me in a way I’d never even dreamt of: with his lips, his tongue, his hands. They were everywhere. Inside me, on my thighs, over my clit that pulsed with longing.

  He flicked his tongue over me again and again, until my back arched up and I cried out to him.

  Billy unclipped my bra and that fell away, my aching breasts free to the air, to their hands and fingers.

  “Let’s get her to the bed,” Billy said and I was lifted and taken over to the mattress and laid down.

  Billy and Jackson stood over me, their huge, muscled bodies making my mouth water.

  I wanted to touch them, to kiss them, to explore each crevice of their masculinity.

  Jackson slid on top of me in one movement, his hot, sweaty body gliding against mine in a rhythm as old, and timeless, as love.

  I wrapped my naked thighs around him, my body aching for more pleasure. For the completeness that I knew would be mine to hold on to, and soon.

  Jackson stilled, then pushed up on his arms and stared down at me. “Are you protected? Or should I….”

  I blinked. What did he mean?

  “Oh. Yeah, I’m on the pill for other issues.” My mother’s line had terrible female monthly pains and irregularity, so I’d been using the pill to help my body for years.

  “Fantastic.” Jackson growled as he swooped down and captured my lips with his.

  I moaned into his mouth, throwing myself into the kiss wholeheartedly.

  He moved his body closer, fitting us against one another. Then I felt his hard cock pressing against me, seeking, searching for the way into my body.

  Which was exactly what I wanted too.

  I arched my back, our lips disconnecting from our intense kiss. I dug my nails into his shoulders, a gasp hitching in my throat. Was this going to hurt?

  “Damn, you’re perfect. So beautiful,” Jackson whispered into my ear, stopping all the voices that chatted in my head.

  He pressed into me, so slowly, so sweetly, I choked on my sob as he forged his way inside of me.

  To feel such tenderness and care from such a huge man was humbling and showed me a side to Jackson I hadn’t expected.

  There was a sudden twinge of pain, then the feeling was gone, his body buried deep inside me.

  “Are you okay?” he asked, one hand stroking my hair as he waited.

  For what, I wasn’t sure, but I was glad he’d stopped. Everything felt overwhelming, and strange.

  “I think so,” I said.

  I relaxed under him, enjoying the heat and weight of him. I felt small, and protected, and desired.

  He began to move his body inside of me, slowly at first. He thrusted in and out in tiny movements that made me gasp and cling to him to make sure he came back every time.

  Just as I fell into the rhythm of the sensation, he picked up speed, thrusting harder, our flesh slapping together. I rose to meet him, lifting my hips to greet his body with each connection. Every time I did, Jackson grunted and pushed even harder.

  I bit my lip, stifling the moans, the sounds of pleasure. Soon, I couldn’t hold it in any longer and cried out as the pleasure inside my belly built.

  Everything was tightening, tingles of sensation working all the way to my toes.

  “Jackson, I—”

  I gasped and cried out as my orgasm hit me. Jackson thrust into me one more time, pulsations of heat bursting inside my belly and making tears leak down the side of my face as the beauty of the moment completely overwhelmed me.

  Oh, my god.

  The feeling was like nothing I’d ever known, awe-inspiring in their perfect moment of completion.

  He kissed me on the lips and withdrew from my body slowly. As soon as he did, I felt… empty. And alone. It was almost painful.

  “Don’t leave me. Please.” I sat up and reached out for him with both hands.

  The panic was intense, but Jackson grinned. “What’s wrong?”

  “I…” How did I explain the sadness that came with finishing so soon?

  Billy came forward, and my heart melted. I put my arms out to him, finally understanding why I was feeling so incomplete. I needed all my mates.

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sp; “You aren’t too sore?” he asked as he lay down next to me on the mattress and I allowed myself to lie back down again too.

  I shook my head. “No. Please, come to me.”

  Billy rolled on top of me and settled between my thighs as though he’d always belonged there. He kissed my lips and stared into my eyes with so much intensity it was as though he would never see me again.

  Like he needed to memorize every inch of my face.

  Jackson stood up and moved away. I felt the weight shift on the mattress as he stood up and focused all my energy on Billy.

  He slid down my body, kissing my neck, then stroking my breasts. First with his cheek, rubbing his roughened jaw against my flesh. Then with his lips, taking the tip of one aching nipple into his mouth and sucking deeply.

  I gasped and grabbed for his head, arching my back while I kept on watching him with some perverse pleasure. The image of his mouth suckling me was one that aroused me more than I thought it would, sending arrows of pleasure deep into my belly.

  I tangled my hands in his hair and cupped his jaw, enjoying the look and feel of him too much.

  He moved up, thrusting his tongue into my mouth as he slid his cock into me at the same time.

  I groaned against his lips, my newly sensitized tissues separating to accept and wrap around him.

  He was thicker than Jackson, and as he moved, the fire inside my belly began to build, higher and faster this time.

  I bit my lip to stifle the scream that was building in my throat.

  I closed my eyes as Billy bit into my neck and sucked on the skin at the join where my shoulder began. That was going to mark, and I loved the idea of carrying the evidence of Billy’s possession around on me for the next week.

  I slid my hands up his arms and into his hair, holding him to me, encouraging him to mark me more. Deeper. Darker.

  His breathing became ragged and harsh.

  I gripped him tighter, squeezing my legs around him as he moved harder and faster, pushing me higher, closer to that exquisite pinnacle.

  Then he came inside me, the delicious heat moving through me. Marking me. I groaned, clinging to him.

  He shuddered over me, and I felt the wave of emotion move through him. His recognition of me, of something so much deeper than the physical.

  He rolled to the side, not leaving me, but instead shifting his weight so that I was comfortable.

  He lifted his hand and cupped my face lovingly, though I knew I was red and sweaty and disheveled.

  “Wow,” he said, breathless. “That was…”

  “I know,” I said, smiling blissfully. If this is what the fates had in store for me, I was the luckiest woman alive.

  He kissed me softly, then pulled out of my body, leaving me cold and aching again.

  I groaned at the feeling. I couldn’t have that feeling tormenting every waking moment. I would go insane.

  Billy rolled away and the pull of my magic tugged inside of me. I sat up and glanced over to where Darren sat on a large chest propped against the wall.

  He was still dressed, staring at me with a hunger different to that of his wolf brethren.

  I got to my feet, though my legs were unsteady.

  Darren’s gaze slid over my body with appreciation and when he met my eyes, purple magic swirled through his irises.

  He wanted me, that was obvious. But I was covered in sweat, and the possession of my other two wolf soul mates was evident on my body. Would he still want to be with me tonight?

  “Are you going to make love to me too?” I asked him, though the desire to cover my nakedness was strong.

  Despite what I’d just done, standing naked in front of these men was intimidating, especially since they were perfect specimens of what men could look like.

  I didn’t know if they liked what they saw in me.

  Were my breasts big enough? Were my thighs too thick?

  What was Darren thinking?

  I wished I knew.

  Then Darren stood up and my breath caught in my throat.

  This was going to be entirely different to what I’d just enjoyed with Billy and Jackson. Somehow, I just knew it.

  Darren

  My whole body was on fire, from the tips of my toes, to the inside of my gut. Part of me was afraid that if I moved, I would explode. Right here, in front of everyone.

  Then she’d asked me if I was going to make love to her, and all that heat, all that fire, shot straight to my groin.

  Damn it…

  So much for expecting to last a long time for her. I would come the moment she touched me if she kept on being so sexy.

  “Only if you want me to,” I said. It really was that simple. Of course, I wanted to make love to her.

  Well, actually, the animal part of me wanted to slam her into the wall and ride her into next week. But I could see how unsteady she was on her feet, and I could only imagine how sore she would be her first time.

  And what if I couldn’t be gentle enough? Or worse, disappointed her in that first moment when we were finally joined together? I didn’t want to throw a shadow over our lives together.

  “Of course, I do. Come here.” She gestured to me.

  I took a tentative step towards her and the air around us shifted, whirled.

  Billy and Jackson backed up and I smiled at my mate. “I don’t know what this is going to do to either of us.”

  She laughed, the sound musical and delighted. “Let’s find out.”

  I reached over my head and dragged my blue tank off my body. I kicked off my shoes and took another step closer.

  She moved came towards me and reached for my buckled belt.

  “Can I do it?” she asked and a pulse of longing moved through me.

  How many things had she not done, and would like to do to me?

  Hopefully as many as I wanted to do to her.

  I let me hands drop away. “You can do anything you like.”

  She grinned then spoke a few magical words, the belt untying, the zipper sliding down, and the pants disappearing onto the floor with a whisper of the wind.

  I laughed. “Not what I thought you were going to do.”

  I’d kind of hoped she wanted to touch me.

  She grinned. “Me neither but…” She slid closer, running her hands up my chest, then back down again, staring at my flesh. “Can I touch you?”

  I nodded. “Of course.”

  I wasn’t totally hard now, so I welcomed her hot little hand as she wrapped her palm around me.

  “Wow,” she whispered as she moved her fingers on my shaft, up and down, exploring the head.

  I clenched my hands into fists on either side of me. Heat bloomed inside my belly, racing down the backs of my thighs and up my back.

  I wasn’t going to be able to handle much more of that.

  I grabbed her hand and gently took it away from me, shuddering. “You need to stop, or I’ll blow before we even begin.”

  Her gaze came up to mine, and even though I could see that I’d embarrassed her, she was smiling.

  “Back to the bed you go,” I said, taking her hand and leading her to the mattress where I’d watched both of the other men take her, in the same way. I wanted to do something different.

  “Kneel down for me.” I guided her into the position that I hoped would give her the most pleasure. She would be able to reach her clit… or I could, from this position. And it would hopefully feel completely different than what she’d experienced with Jackson and Billy.

  She frowned at me as I encouraged her into the position, then stood behind her.

  “Damn, you’re beautiful,” I said as I ran my hands over her back, her ass.

  I grabbed my shaft and used my cock head to paint her pussy lips, spreading the wetness and enjoying being an artist with the perfect canvas.

  She gasped and pressed back against me.

  My cock head slipped into her body and I couldn’t help the moan that rippled through my chest.

  I consi
dered taking it out, spending more time enjoying her body, but then she reached a hand back and grabbed my fingers where I held her hip.

  “Darren…”

  My name on her lips made all control disappear.

  I threaded my fingers through hers and grabbed tight, sinking into the depths of her body with one long thrust.

  I groaned and she met my call with one of her own.

  I’d only learnt three spells as an adult, and I was about to use my favorite one.

  I whispered the incantation and flicked my finger against her hip in a rhythm to stimulate her clitoris, casting my magic around her body to stimulate her in the best way possible.

  She gasped and pushed up with her one hand, arching her back off the bed. “Oh, my god… what are you doing?”

  She moaned again and I moved my fingers faster.

  Her pussy clenched down on me and my balls tightened.

  Shit… control. Control!

  I thrust in and out of her sweet, tight canal, moving my fingers and listening to her delighted sounds.

  She tightened more and more on me, rippling and squeezing me.

  I couldn’t hold out anymore.

  Magic forgotten, I grabbed her hips and fucked her hard and fast. Her keening cry pushed me over the edge and I let go, thrusting one final time into her body and cumming hard.

  Heat swept up my back, pulsing pleasure through my balls, along my cock, then out and over every cell in my body.

  I collapsed next to her, totally spent.

  She fell to her belly, her face red and covered and sweat, panting.

  I’d never seen anything so beautiful.

  Then she began to giggle and grin. “I thought you didn’t know any magic.”

  I shrugged, rolling onto my back. “I have a secret or two.”

  She laughed and moved closer, laying an arm over my chest and sighing. “You certainly do.”

  I wrapped my arms around her and kissed the top of her head.

  Jackson and Billy stepped forward and I squeezed her tight. “Let’s move farther up the bed.”

  I encouraged her to shuffle up the mattress until she was laying down with her head against the pillow, and the other two wolf shifters moved in.

  We settled around her satisfied body: Jackson the closest, holding her tight, me on one side stroking her belly, and Billy on the other, holding her thigh.