Lunewulf Law

by Lorie O'Clare

  “I know the feeling. You’re the only bitch for me too.”

  “Grandmother told us we should thank her because with three mates, you’ll be too busy making sure you remain my alpha and never go sniffing after another bitch.”

  “What?” He straightened, looking down at her. “The old bitch is insane. I don’t need other males to keep me from wandering from you. Damn, Sophie. That really makes no sense.”

  “No. It doesn’t.” She bit her lip, hesitating even though it was just the two of them. “Have you heard anything about anyone challenging her to take her title as pack leader?”

  “A few rumors.” There were always rumors. “Seriously though, she won’t live much longer.”

  He’d heard rumors about that too. But he wouldn’t share them with Sophie. Like it or not, Grandmother Rousseau was part of her den. Sophie didn’t want to hear that pack members had discussed ending her life. Talking about that right now wouldn’t help her through the next few hours. He ran his palms down her arms and kissed her forehead.

  “Your new mates will be here soon. Are you ready?”

  Chapter Eighteen

  Sophie couldn’t breathe. Her heart beat with a frantic craving to run, to let the change surge through her so she could protect herself. She wanted to bury her face in Nik’s chest and confess that she wasn’t ready.

  He must have sensed her need to run, to beg not to do this, for he held her, not saying another word but keeping her close to his powerful, muscular body. All the while his cock throbbed between them like a warm, solid promise of wonderful things to come.

  Grandmother wouldn’t win by making them do this. She wouldn’t fuck Jonathan and Lukas for those reasons. Reminding herself of all the good things that could come from three males at her beck and call, she breathed deeply, sucking Nik’s rich scent deep into her lungs.

  Just as Nik had stood ready to fight for Elsa earlier, Jonathan and Lukas would become part of their den too. It would make them stronger, with protection around her always. She didn’t know them well right now, but she would take the time to do so. Tonight would initiate two more males into their den, binding all of them together tighter than any friendship would do. They would take her, be inside her, and she would care for each of them.

  Strength rose from an unknown source deep inside her. If she accepted the knowledge that she did this to make her and Nik stronger, improve their den, create a bond that no pack law could supersede, she would find the will inside her to enjoy what was about to happen.

  When she looked up, Nik had a strange look on his face, studying her as if he’d fought to burrow into her thoughts and know her mind.

  “I don’t want to do this because of pack law,” she whispered and watched his eyebrows narrow together. She smiled, reaching up and rubbing the wrinkles that appeared on his forehead. “We’re doing this because we love each other, because nothing will ever come between us. I will fuck Jonathan and Lukas, but between the four of us, they will understand that it is you and I who are mated. They will be part of our den, a very special part, and we will kill and fight for each other. But nothing, wolf man, nothing will ever come between you and me.”

  His wrinkles faded. “I’ll make sure they know.”

  She had no doubt of that.

  “Then I’m ready.”

  “They’ll be here any minute.” He let her go, moving her to arm’s length. “Go into the bedroom, sweet little bitch.”

  He turned her around and gave her ass a swat. She yelped but couldn’t help grinning at him when she turned back to him.

  “Go,” he repeated.

  Her legs wobbled when she headed toward his bedroom. She’d only been in this den a couple times before, and she prayed she wouldn’t stray into the wrong bedroom when she entered the dark hallway. Sniffing at the closed doors, she moved toward the one that smelled of Nik. She needed the privacy of his bedroom, a sanctuary, if only for a few minutes so she could quit trembling. Although sharing her thoughts, agreeing to do this for each other and not for Grandmother or some fucked up law, helped calm her a bit.

  She brushed her fingers over the doorknob and the door opened easily enough. The darkness didn’t hinder her but her arms and legs were weak and shaky. Taking a deep breath, she inhaled Nik’s scent, as if he still held her in his arms. Everything in this room smelled of him and she entered slowly, allowing the change to take over just enough to see more easily in the dark. It made her heart pound harder, and her breath almost came in pants, but she took in the large bed in the middle of the room and the dresser against the wall. A pair of jeans lay crumpled on the floor and his work boots were next to each other in the corner. A perfect sanctuary—one that was all Nik.

  Climbing onto the bed, she tested it for softness and moved to the middle of it. As she absorbed the stillness of the room, the front door opened and low baritones filled the main room. Sophie froze. They were here.

  My two other males have arrived.

  Her ears tickled while she fought to hear what they said. Nik spoke to them, his tone quiet and deep. She heard her name mentioned a few times, and something about doing things the way she wanted them done. He was telling them what she’d just said to him. Holding her breath, she didn’t dare move a muscle while struggling to hear the conversation.

  It proved impossible. Jonathan and Lukas both spoke, their voices just as quiet. She would have to let the change completely take over if she wanted to eavesdrop. And she had a feeling she’d look better in this outfit in her flesh than in her fur.

  They quit talking. The silence seemed to loom around her forever. Then there was one pair of footsteps moving toward the bedroom door. With every fall of his boots, her heart exploded in her chest.

  The bedroom light flicked on, stealing the comfort of the shadows. She leapt to her hands and knees, in position to pounce even though she held on to her human form. Her pussy swelled, the pressure suddenly unbearable, even though her nerves were raw and on edge.

  Nik stood alone in the room, closing the door quietly behind him. Sophie gasped for breath, suddenly feeling ridiculous for panicking after she’d justified everything they were about to do in her mind and to him.

  Slowly, he began undressing, watching her without commenting.

  “What should I do?” She hated how she sounded out of breath and pressed her lips together, exhaling. Silently, she demanded control of her senses.

  “Enjoy yourself,” he said quietly, calmly, and dropped his shirt to the floor. He kicked off his shoes, first one and then the other. Then he unzipped his jeans, moving way too slowly. Maybe he meant to torture her the way she had him when she’d changed.

  If so, he did a damned good job. Her pussy dripped, soaking the small triangle of material that clung to her flesh. The elastic rubbed between her oversensitive pussy lips, and stretched against her ass. She was so aware of every inch of her body, and of Nik taking his clothes off in front of her, that she didn’t move. Her fists and knees pressed into the mattress while her mouth went dry from panting and then got too wet when she pressed her lips together. Every inch of her throbbed with anticipation and lust.

  Suddenly, she couldn’t wait to be touched, explored, fondled and fucked. She needed it now!

  “I want the light left on, sweet bitch.” His tone soothed, soft and deep. “I want to see them fuck you. And I want to watch you come again and again for each one of us.”

  All of them fucking her—their cocks buried deep inside her. Her pussy quivered in crazy nervous anticipation. “And I’ll see you watching me, smell your excitement and lust as each one of them goes deep inside me. God, Nik. I’m so wet.”

  “I can smell how ready you are.” He finished undressing and his cock had never looked so gorged, full and erect, swollen and dangerous. The blond hair curling at the base of his shaft looked damp, and muscles rippled in his abdomen and chest.

  She moved to her knees, straightening, feeling very sexy in her outfit. His gaze traveled down her and the he
at from it scorched her flesh. Arousal spread through her with feverish delight.

  “I’ll never be more ready than I am right now.” She sucked in a breath and the fabric of her corset tightened around her breasts. Her nipples puckered, aching to be sucked and nibbled. She needed all of them right now or she would die. “You talked to both of them?”

  “We’re all going to fuck you tonight. None of us wishes to lose our lives, and the conditions of the law will be honored.” Nik would always make sure all of their actions were acceptable in the eyes of the pack. That was one of the wonderful traits about him. “Between the four of us, you and I will be mated. We won’t hold Jonathan and Lukas into a mating if down the road they find good bitches for themselves.”

  Sophie smiled. Until that day, she would honor each of them for agreeing to her terms. That in itself raised her opinion of both of them.

  Nik moved in on her slowly and the temperature in the room seemed to get warmer as she stared at his gorgeous body, inhaled his scent. The bedroom door remained closed. It was just the two of them.

  He must have caught her glancing past him. “We’re doing this together, Sophie. I wanted to make sure you were calm first and ready for them.”

  “So it’s just you and me at first?” Her body was a frenzy of emotions. She wanted all the details, to know every moment of what would happen to her. Fucking Nik had been the best experience of her life. Fucking all three of them would be just as wonderful. But her mind ached to understand what would happen, know a plan so she could act accordingly.

  “Relax.” Nik crawled onto the bed and over her, forcing her backward until she lay underneath him.

  His mouth covered hers. His kiss was hot, branding her, possessing her, claiming his rank as alpha male in her life. He scraped her lower lip with his teeth and then ran his tongue over the spot he’d just nipped, leaving her mouth warm and moist.

  “We’re all going to give you pleasure like you’ve never known before. All you have to do is lie back and enjoy it.”

  All I have to do is enjoy it. She repeated the words in her mind like a mantra. Simple enough. No work involved there.

  Nik lowered his head, burying it in the cleavage placed on display from her corset. His hair tickled her chest, and she ran her hands through it, arching into him. He gripped her thighs, spreading her legs, exposing her to fresh air. Moisture seeped from inside her, soaking her thong. The lace rubbed over her oversensitive flesh. Every inch of her was raw with desire and fire burned inside her as his hands moved over her slowly, torturing her. She wanted more—needed more.

  He ran his tongue between her breasts. The need for him to fuck her consumed her senses.

  “I want you to suck my cock,” he whispered into her chest.

  She nodded her agreement but realized he couldn’t see her action. “Yes,” she whispered.

  Anything. She would do anything. He lifted himself over her, the heat in his lust-filled gaze burning her flesh. When she tried moving, he pressed his hand over her breast, squeezing and keeping her in place. Nik moved up the bed, crawling on his knees until his cock, with its bulging dark purple veins, hovered over her face.

  His rich, heady scent went straight to her brain like a lethal drug. She lifted her ass off the bed, thrusting her pussy up as if she could fuck the air. Shit. She was out of control with her craving to be taken—and taken hard.

  Powerful hands clasped her head, fingers tangling in her hair. Her mouth was suddenly too wet. She would drool like an untrained cub being offered a treat and make a damned fool of herself if she didn’t get control of her senses. But damn it, she couldn’t wait to taste him.

  “Closer,” she whispered, almost begging.

  Nik’s intent expression didn’t change. He didn’t smile as he gripped his cock and pressed it down to her mouth. She stretched her lips around his head and then touched his tip with her tongue.

  His cock filled her mouth, the soft skin moving against her lips while hard steel forced her to open farther and take more of him into her. She gagged on his size, the thickness of him pushing, pressing, until he reached the back of her throat.

  “Damn, Sophie. Your mouth is even hotter than it was when you did this before.”

  This position allowed him to go deeper than when she’d been on her knees in the barn. She gagged again and he pulled out enough to let her catch her breath. Looking up at him with blurred vision, she saw his eyes glow a beautiful silver while he held his cock in his hand and moved it slowly back into her mouth. She wasn’t even taking all of him. Yet his expression, the way he watched her suck him, was enough to show he didn’t give a damn if all of him didn’t fit.

  She flicked her tongue around his shaft. Long lashes fluttered over his captivating gaze. Her heart swelled and every inch of her tingled as she thrust her hips up again. As submissive as this position was, a sense of power surged through her. The pleasure she gave him made her feel so damned good.

  Sophie closed her eyes, savoring the taste of his pre-come as it filled her mouth with a salty taste. He stroked his cock back and forth over her lips while her tongue swirled around his hardness, exploring him as he fucked her mouth.

  His cock and his rhythm. That was all she knew, all she focused on.

  Then hands gripped her thighs, easing her thong off and spreading her legs. Fingers touched her overheated pussy lips. She gasped, stiffening while her heart suddenly beat too hard for her to catch her breath. Nik didn’t stop fucking her mouth, and one of his hands remained tangled in her hair. The other held his shaft, his strong fingers pressing against her lips when she took as much of him into her mouth as would fit.

  Those weren’t Nik’s hands. Someone else touched her. She hadn’t even heard the bedroom door open or smelled another male approaching. A tongue soothed her sweltering ache and then sank deep inside her pussy. She opened her eyes but couldn’t move her head enough to see who was between her legs. Either Lukas or Jonathan had some fucking skills.

  She groaned, arching her hips up and begged for more while her tongue moved faster around Nik’s cock.

  Another pair of hands grabbed her breasts, pulling and kneading them. They messed with the strings that held the corset tight around her chest, loosening the material, their knuckles scraping her skin while they exposed her. The moment her nipples felt air hit them, strong fingers pinched them hard and white light exploded before her eyes, sparkling like thousands of fireflies.

  She cried out and then gagged. Waves of electricity pierced her insides and her pussy pulsed and throbbed.

  She was in heaven. Fucking heaven. So many hands. All this attention. She hummed her approval even as the pressure built to a dangerous point inside her. Male grunts responded, which at the moment was enough for her to know they were pleased with her reaction to them.

  Someone lifted her hand and wrapped her fingers around his cock. Immediately she traced the length of the shaft, feeling veins bulge, heat radiating from its thickness. The velvety skin slid under her fingers, and hardness turned to steel as she stroked and rubbed.

  Running her fingers over the swollen head, she learned the thickness and length of it. When a drop of pre-come seeped over her fingers, she rubbed it over the shaft, loving the slipperiness of it. This new smell of lust, holding another cock in her hand while sucking on Nik, turned her world upside down. No one could ever have explained to her what she would feel inside, how it would feel being touched by so many hands, explored and fondled and given so much attention. There weren’t words to let anyone know how wonderful it felt being brought to the edge of sanity and knowing three males hovered over her, watching and waiting for that moment to happen.

  “You are so fucking hot.” Lukas’ voice—so it was his cock she held in her hand.

  She explored further, stroking and pulling, discovering what she could about her thick, brawny male.

  Pleasure flowed over her when he groaned in appreciation.

  “She is absolutely beautiful.” Jonathan, he
r tattooed construction worker, spoke between her legs, his hot breath torturing her soaked pussy. Then he lowered his mouth and sucked on her clit, sending sparks igniting inside her. Thousands of nerve endings sizzled in her body, making her spasm and pushing her closer to the edge.

  Sophie couldn’t believe how wonderful all the praise and attention made her feel. Worries and unnecessary panic crept away, and she flexed her inner thighs, pushing her pussy into Jonathan’s face. Fiery moisture trickled down the crack of her ass as he sucked.

  If this lasted forever, it would end too soon. Jonathan growled, and his incisor scraped over her swollen flesh, sending her over the edge. She spasmed off the bed and so many hands held her in place while grunts and groans sounded above her. Her world toppled to the side, every inch of her exploding and the pressure breaking inside her while her juices soaked her inner thighs, filling the room with a musky aroma.

  “Look at her come,” Nik said, his tone full of approval and sounding far away.

  She couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, as she rode out the explosion until it left her dizzy and craving more.

  Sophie smiled, her mouth still full of cock, and opened her eyes to stare up at Nik. Never in her life had she seen him look more proud. She loved his possessive look of ownership, the way his eyes glowed, the dominating smell of him as it mixed with her scent.

  “I told you she was the best there was,” he said, voicing his pride.

  “You weren’t lying.” Lukas sang her praises.

  Her cheeks warmed from their approval and she sucked Nik’s cock farther into her mouth, feeling it grow as she lapped at his hard shaft. She moved her fingers up and down Lukas’ cock, her comfort level increasing, her insides relaxing after coming. More than anything, she wanted to show all three of them how well she could take care of each one of them. She grew more and more confident as his steel shaft bucked in her hand.

  “My little bitch is enjoying herself.” Nik’s voice had turned husky. His personal claim made it clear she would answer to him, and only him, in this relationship.