I bowed my head as Gram placed the garland of magnolias on my head. “This crown is a symbol of your rule,” Gram said. “The circle represents eternity, the flowers for our Pack. Wear it well.” Gram lifted her arms. “Behold, our Queen!”
The wolves threw back their heads and howled, singing as one to the moon. The sweet eerie sound sent chills through me, and I lifted my chin to see her proud smile, echoing the one on my face. For so long I’d been an outcast, but now I knew where I belonged.
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The celebration went on long through the early hours of the morning. Heather, Amos’ wife, was a master brewer, and she had made a sweet honey mead to mark the occasion. A monstrous wild boar had been brought down by the hunters and had been roasting on the fire pit, and everyone ate and drank and danced as the moon slipped across the night sky.
At last, the Pack began to say their farewells and head back to their cabins. Gram came and kissed me gently on the forehead. “Good night, my Queen,” she murmured.
I grinned up at her. “I’ll always be your Allie first,” I said, and she smiled back.
“Always. Sweet dreams.”
The mead had sent a pleasant warm tingle through me. My mates hadn’t left my side all night, but they had stepped aside to let the rest of the Pack congratulate me. But now, as the Moon began to set, I discovered we were alone.
“You did it, Allie,” Beau said, beaming at me.
Jasper smiled too, his eyes lingering on my crown. “Beautiful. Like our Queen.”
Mal raised an eyebrow. “I think this calls for a private celebration,” he murmured, his low voice sending a thrill through me.
“I know just the place,” Jasper said, giving me a hand and pulling me gently to my feet.
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I was surprised when he led us back to the Grove. “Here?” I murmured.
“The Goddess made our bodies, and we celebrate the Goddess with our flesh too,” Jasper said, a wicked gleam in his golden eyes.
“My kind of celebration,” Mal purred, leaning down to nuzzle my neck.
Beau grinned. “We thought it would be fitting for your first night as Queen.” He pulled a blanket from where it was hidden behind a tree and spread it out on the soft grass. I realized they’d planned this for me, and I felt a surge of love for my mates.
“Well then, let’s celebrate,” I said, gently laying my crown on the altar. Jasper claimed me first, tilting my chin up and capturing my mouth in a long kiss. Beau and Mal closed in. I had been wearing all white for the ceremony: a simple long gown that brushed the ground. The Alphas made quick work of the fastenings on my clothes with their clever fingers, and I shivered as the soft cotton brushed my skin before falling to the earth, leaving me bared to them.
Jasper broke the kiss, and I reached for his shirt, pushing it off his muscled shoulders. He undid his pants and kicked them aside. Mal and Beau stripped with quick efficiency, and I caught my breath at the sight of the three of them naked in the moonlight. All those muscles, those beautiful faces, the wicked smiles. All mine.
Jasper dropped to his knees and nuzzled between my thighs. I moaned softly as his tongue found my clit, and he lapped with slow, teasing strokes. I widened my legs, silently begging for more.
Mal and Beau came up to stand on either side of me. “We want to try something different tonight, Allie,” Beau whispered, his silky lips tickling my ear. Mal bent down to lap at one of my nipples, and I gasped. “I’m yours,” I murmured. “Take me.”
Jasper slipped a finger inside me, then a second, his tongue still toying with my clit. Beau kissed me till I was dizzy from it and had to gasp for breath against his lips. Mal slipped around to stand behind me, his mouth hot on my neck, raising goosebumps when he nipped the delicate flesh. “We’re going to take you all at once,” he murmured, his voice a possessive growl. “Fill you full.”
The idea sent lust raging through me like a burst of wildfire. “Yes,” I begged. I needed them all, my mates, my loves. I wanted to give them all of me to show them how much I adored them.
Jasper’s fingers slid in and out, but I needed more. I needed him inside me. He lay back on the blanket, giving my thighs a gentle tug, and I straddled his hips. His cock was fully hard and ready for me, and I eased myself down onto him with a moan of pleasure. “Goddess, I love the noises you make,” Beau purred, bending down to kiss me again. “But I’m going to fill that mouth full.”
I parted my lips as he stood over me, and when he stepped closer I lapped the drip of precum off the head of his hard cock, making him hiss. I began to slowly slide up and down Jasper’s cock, using the motion to stroke Beau between my lips.
Mal moved to kneel behind me, and I shivered as he ghosted his hands down my spine, cupping my ass and spreading it. “I’m going to claim your perfect ass, Allie,” he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to my spine.
I couldn’t speak with Beau’s huge cock in my mouth, so I arched my back in silent assent, making Jasper groan and Mal laugh softly. I jumped slightly as I felt a drizzle of cool liquid slide down between my cheeks. It was slippery, and I felt Mal’s fingertips brush my pucker, sliding teasingly around the edge.
When he slowly slid one finger inside me, I nearly came right then. The pressure tightened my pussy around Jasper’s cock and felt deliciously wicked. Jasper reached up, his thumb finding my clit, and rubbed in slow circles while Mal added a second finger. I gasped around Beau’s cock, and he moaned softly above me. “So good, Allie. Fuck.”
“Yeah she is,” Jasper growled. “Our Allie. Do it, Mal. I want to fill her up.” He paused, stopping his thrusts so Mal could slide inside me.
I was a little nervous when I felt his fingers slowly withdraw and the head of Mal’s cock press against my ass, but I wanted it so bad. He moved slowly and carefully as he slid inside me, inch by inch, until he was sheathed in me.
Even unmoving, the feeling was enough to send stars exploding behind my eyes. I’d never felt so full, so deliciously complete. “You look good like this,” Beau murmured, his fingers tangling lightly in my hair. “You belong on our cocks, Allie.”
His words made me moan, but when Mal began to slowly slide in and out, it tore a gasp from me. Jasper hissed beneath me. “Fuck, you’re so tight now,” he ground out, lifting his hips to match Mal’s strokes.
Mal’s fingers dug into my hips, guiding me. Jasper reached up to cup my breasts, his thumbs grazing my nipples. I could hear their panting breath, the soft curses and groans as they fucked me every way possible. As I stretched to accommodate Mal and Jasper, they began to move in synch, sliding in and out in a slow, teasing rhythm. I couldn’t tell where I ended and they began. We were all one flesh, one pleasure, one spirit. I tried, but it was too good, too delicious, and I couldn’t hold out.
My scream of pleasure was muffled by Beau’s thick cock as I came, my pussy clamping down on Jasper, my hips bucking wildly. My frantic movements must have set them off because suddenly they were all joining me over the edge.
Beau sent a flood of hot cum over my tongue, and I swallowed as much as I could, grabbing his hips for support. Jasper and Mal were pulsing inside me, and their erratic thrusts pushed me over the edge again. I cried out as they pumped into me, filling me full, giving me what I needed.
When I came back to myself, I felt them easing slowly out of me, laying me down on the blanket. I felt a sweet exhaustion take over me as they kissed me and snuggled up beside me. We were all a tangle of sweaty flesh, but I didn’t care. We belonged to each other. And as the moon began to sink behind the trees, my eyes finally closed.
* * *
I walked up the path to an unfamiliar cabin. The clean scent of new wood told me it had been built recently. A delicate fall of magnolia petals dusted the flagstone path that led up to the front door, and more flowers bloomed all around the little house, creating clouds of color.
I opened the door and went inside. The cabin was bigger than most, clearly meant for a family to live together. A
dining table with four chairs held a vase filled with wildflowers, and a large comfy couch sat in front of the large stone fireplace. It was a cozy place, the kind that invited you to curl up and stay. The air smelled of petals and woodsmoke and vanilla as I made my way down the little hallway.
In the back room, I found a massive bed. It had clearly been custom built and was the size of two Kings, meaning it would comfortably sleep four, especially four all cuddled up together.
But my eyes were drawn to the corner of the room, and what I saw made me put my hands to my mouth, speechless with joy.
Sitting in the corner, under a mobile of clouds and moons, was a white baby crib.
* * *
“Allie. Wake up.” Jasper’s voice sounded strange and urgent. Fearing the worst, my eyes flew open.
“What?” I demanded, my dream forgotten for the moment. But then I saw it. The morning sun was streaming into the grove. I looked around, taking in the scene.
Mal’s eyes were wide. “It’s not possible. They’re not even in season.”
“It might not be possible, but there they are,” said Beau, in a hushed voice.
The magnolia trees had burst into bloom overnight. The air was sweet with their fragrance, and the huge white flowers seemed to glow in the morning sun.
“What does it mean?” Mal asked softly.
I smiled, getting to my feet and cupping a blossom to inhale the sweet fragrance. It was a sign, a little bit of spring before the long winter ahead. I turned to look at my mates: strong Jasper, sweet Beau, sexy Mal. “It means,” I said, reaching out for them, “that everything is going to be just fine.”
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