Claimed by the Pack: A Reverse Harem Paranormal Romance

by Jade Alters

  16

  Cheyenne

  Two Months Later

  I knocked on Chelsea's door. She yelled at me to come in, and I stepped into the cabin, not for the first time witnessing the beautiful chaos that was her life, and would soon be mine.

  Never in a million years would I have imagined that I'd meet a wolf-shifter, or even that they existed. Never in a billion years would I have imagined that I would fall in love with not one, but three of them, and never in a trillion years could I have wrapped my head around what was about to happen today. But this was the choice I'd made and as nervous as I was about it, I was a thousand times more excited. I'd spent a lot of time with Chelsea, her baby Jack and her mates over the past two months and I'd witnessed nothing but pure love and happiness.

  Of course, the men sometimes bickered and the cabin wasn't always neat and clean and sometimes no one could seem to figure out what the baby wanted.

  Their phones were always ringing thanks to their security business and they'd just wrapped up a huge case where they were responsible for catching a ring of people that were committing insurance fraud and using the money to fund a drug organization.

  Four men had been killed...drug dealers, and Ridge had been one of the Pack that had found them.

  I'd watched him for the past few months too, go from my sexy mate, to a serious member of the pack. I'd heard him take charge in a professional way in phone calls with the police in Bali about the case, and I'd heard him take phone calls from one of his alphas where he was almost submissive. I've seen him in 3-D is the way I like to look at it, from arrogant, sexy man, to glorious beast, to a docile servant...and a sweet, kind, loving mate, and even a protective, caring best friend. I knew from the moment I saw him that I was attracted to him. I know now, that I love him.

  Then there was Chase.

  He was the one I could talk to, the one that made me laugh away my problems. At first I thought I was confusing my need for a real friend with attraction, but the more time I spent with him, the more I began to see him not just as my friend, but as a desirable man.

  Chase wasn't good-looking in the traditional sense, I suppose. He was shorter than Ridge, and not nearly as muscular. He had dull brown hair and hazel eyes and he wasn't ugly, just average...at first. But the more I got to know him, and the more I saw him in different situations, the more attractive he became to me.

  For one thing, his relationship with little Jack was one of the most heartwarming things I've ever experienced. He loved that baby like he was his own, and other than his own parents, there was no one Jack loved more.

  Chase got this light in his hazel eyes that turned them almost bright green when he looked at the boy...and that same light was there when he looked at me.

  I honestly believe Chase would have been the one to walk away first, just to make me happy, had I wanted that...but when I looked deep inside my heart I knew that wasn't what I wanted.

  I wanted Chase as much as I wanted Ridge. I just loved them both differently and for different reasons.

  Then there was Grayson.

  The other guys still tease him about being my “pet,” and maybe that's true. Of all three of them, I like Gray the best.

  That's not to say I love him more, because I don't. I just feel more comfortable around him, like he's the one that has truly seen the real me, stripped down, bare...and I don't mean naked, although he'd seen that first too.

  I mean that people are raw with their pets, no pretense. Gray had seen all of that, and he still loved me.

  He was young, but only two years younger than me. He still had some growing up to do, but so did it.

  He was definitely beautiful to look at. As a human with those incredible blue eyes and jet black hair, the sight of him sometimes sent a chill through me that settled in my core and leaked out into my panties.

  I'd chosen all three after spending a lot of time talking to Chelsea. There was no pressure to choose any of them, or all of them. She was just honest with me about her life with her mates, the good and the bad, and she let me see them all at their best and worst. I'd still chosen all three...and today would be the day that I would mate with them, together.

  “Hey,” Chelsea said to me, handing Jackie to Will and saying, “Okay guys, we need the house. It's a no male zone for a while.” There were a few grumbles but each one of her mates ultimately kissed her on the cheek and left the cabin. It looked like a tornado had touched down in their living room and she put her hands on her hips and sighed as she looked around and said, “You sure you want to do this?” I laughed.

  “Maybe I'll train mine to clean up after themselves.” She was the one that laughed then.

  “Yeah, good luck with that. It smells like a wet dog in here. I can't even train Will to leave his boots outside the door. But anyways, I'm so excited for you. Are you really ready for this?” By that, I knew she meant the mating ceremony. I was given many choices about how I wanted to do this, and I chose the “old way” that all three of my men seemed to be so connected to.

  None of us had made love yet...that had been incredibly hard. I'd shared kisses and sweet, sexy touches with them all, and I was dying some night when I had to go home, but I had a feeling it would all be worth it...tonight.

  I nodded at Chelsea. “I'm sure. I'm ready.”

  “So your roommate believes your moving in with Ridge?”

  “Yes. She's still not happy about it. He's tried so hard to win her over, but she's a tough nut to crack. My other friend, Bonnie...she likes him now.”

  “Good. I don't want to see you lose your friends and your own identity. It's important for you to hang onto that.”

  I nodded. I was keeping my job, despite my “mates” objections. They had their jobs, and I wanted mine, at least for now, until children came in the picture and then you never know. “I believe that too,” I told her.

  “Let's get you ready then.” For the next two hours, Chelsea helped me get ready for my big day. I had a new dress, it was off white with a lot of lace and it was fitted to the curves I'd grown up hating, but my mates seem to love. I wore my dark hair down my back and Chelsea helped me curl the ends and she'd made me a wreath out of baby's breath to wear around my head. My make-up was flawless and I wore little satin slippers on my feet. I'd never felt more beautiful, or more excited in my life.

  By the time we got to the center of the compound where the ceremony would take place, the men had everything set up. They'd made an alter out of twisted tree branches, twigs and flowers. It was beautiful. My mates were all there, dressed in black silk shirts and dark jeans and boots. My heart nearly burst wide open when I saw them, especially when I saw the looks in their eyes as they laid them on me.

  The four of us stood in a circle and Clay, as the figurehead of the male alphas of the pack, spoke the words that Ridge had remembered from the mating ceremonies of his youth, bonding us all together, forever.

  Once the formal ceremony was over, the changing would take place.

  Of course, it was what I was most nervous about.

  I'd be bitten, by Ridge, since he was the most dominant. They say within minutes I would begin the transformation. Chelsea tells me it will hurt just a little the first few times, but once my body adjusted, there would be days when I ached for it. Ridge stepped up close to me and I tipped my head back as he lowered his. I was surprised when he grabbed my face with both hands and instead of just going in for the bite, he kissed me. It was a long, hot, deep kiss and when I was breathless and my head was spinning, he slid his hot lips down my jawline to my neck and when I felt them there, I closed my eyes tighter and braced myself for the bite. I felt a small prick at first and then a shot of adrenaline, not pain, as he sunk his teeth into me.

  The adrenaline turned into the most incredible feeling of lust and desire that I'd ever experienced. I forgot we were being watched by the entire pack and I honestly wanted to take him right then and there. It was only when I felt him let go of me and take a step back th
at I opened my eyes. Ridge was looking at me with the same kind of lust I was feeling, and strangely, I was drawn to the slight trickle of blood on his bottom lip...my blood. I took a step forward and like a wild animal, I licked at it, until I felt my body begin to change. My muscles seemed to be stretching and my bones shifting. A shot of excruciating pain ran through me, and then just like that it was gone. I don't know how long any of it lasted, but suddenly my body was still once more and I was warm and comfortable. I looked around and every eye was on me, and Grayson was the first one to speak.

  “Cheyenne, you're gorgeous.”

  A mirror was brought around by two of the pack members and I felt chills all over my body when I got a look at myself. I was as black as night and my fur shone like gloss. My own eyes looking out at me was the only thing I recognized. It was surreal, especially when I was suddenly surrounded by all three of my mates, my wolves at that moment. Another surge of adrenaline hit me and I instinctively knew I was ready for “the run.”

  Ridge took off first and the three of us followed. He led us through the woods and across the beach and back up into the hills. We ran across the loamy earth, our paws pounding into the dirt and foliage there and through bushes and over logs. It was the most freeing feeling I'd ever experienced and I knew Chelsea was right, and soon I would crave that feeling, over and over again.

  Ridge led us to a clearing once the four of us were spent from running. A little brook ran through it, fed by the waterfalls higher up on the hill. We drank from it until we were satiated and then I watched Ridge transform back into the incredibly hot man I fell in love with.

  Chase and Gray shifted simultaneously and then it was my turn, but it dawned on me, I didn't know how. Ridge came over and ran his hand down my fur, the way I'd touched Gray so many times.

  “Just close your eyes baby, and see yourself.” I did that, and it took me a few tries, but once again I felt the sting and burn as things stretched, shrank and rearranged. I only knew my transformation was complete when I saw the faces of my mates as they looked at me, completely naked on the grass in front of them.

  “Jesus,” Chase whispered, “You're even more beautiful than I imagined.”

  Ridge was nodding in agreement.

  Grayson grinned and said, “I've seen her already.”

  He got a push on the shoulder by Ridge that nearly knocked him over, and then Ridge came toward me first.

  I could feel lust rolling off of him like a heat wave, and colliding with mine.

  My breaths sped up and my heart was racing. I was both nervous and more excited than I'd ever been, all at the same time. Suddenly Ridge bent down and scooped me up into his strong arms.

  He carried me over to a spot that I hadn't noticed before. It was set up for us, a pile of comfortable looking blankets and a basket of fruit, and a bottle of champagne.

  Candles surrounded the area in the dirt and as Ridge lay me down on the blankets, Grayson lit the candles.

  I looked around at all three of them then, surrounding me and smelling strongly of desire. Had I not been able to smell it, I would have seen it.

  Their erections were all big, hard and even throbbing.

  Ridge touched me first, using his big hands to feel me, from my shoulders, and down my arms, and then back up to my chest where he kneaded and massaged my full breasts.

  He leaned down and kissed each one of my nipples. I gasped, both at the feel of his lips on the engorged nub and the idea of two other men watching.

  Ridge didn't seem to even remember they were there, or care. His hands moved down to my hips where he slid them under my body and groped hungrily at my butt cheeks.

  Then suddenly my gasp turned into a loud moan as he ran his big fingers down between my legs, wetting them with all of the excitement that had poured out of me, before sliding two up them up into my aching, tight pussy. I heard him gasp as my muscles contracted around his fingers and while he moved them in and out of me, he leaned down for a kiss. I kissed him like I was starving, moving my hips in time with his fingers, needing more. Ridge obliged by sliding another finger inside. Now he was fucking me with three and I pressed my heels into the ground and brought my butt up, so I was riding his hand like a wild animal.

  I'd lost sight of my other two mates, but that didn't last long.

  I smelled Grayson first.

  While Ridge was still pressing his fingers in and out of me, Grayson slid his hot mouth over one of my nipples and began to suckle at my breast. I cried out and put my hand in his hair, tangling my fingers through it and pressing him harder into my chest.

  It wasn't long before Chase wanted in on the action.

  Ridge had pulled back and I could tell he was getting in position to slide his big cock into me, and just as I felt the tip of it press against my lips, I felt Chase's own throbbing member slide against my cheek.

  I didn't even think twice about it.

  I turned my head and opened my lips, engulfing as much of him as I could reach. Chase let out a sexy groan just as Ridge slid into my sopping wet pussy. As I opened up for him, my muscles spasmed around his hot cock. Chase had most of his in my mouth and I was sucking and licking at it wildly while Ridge began to move in and out of me, faster and harder with each stroke. Our hips began to meet each time and the harder he fucked me, the more wild I got with my mouth on Chase's cock and the harder Grayson bit and sucked at my breasts. It was the most wild, incredible thing that had ever happened to me, and like when I first found out they were shifters, my brain was even still having a hard time believing it was real.

  Ridge reached down and took the breast that Grayson wasn't suckling in his hand. He twisted and pulled and pinched at my nipple while not missing a beat plunging in and out of me while I rocked my hips and sucked harder on Chase's cock. I could feel Chase swelling, he was getting ready to have an orgasm. I brought one of my hands up and took hold of his soft sac. It was full and when I touched it, he groaned even louder than before and said my name. I gave his balls a little squeeze with my fingers and Chase and Ridge both, erupted simultaneously. I was filled with the hot seed of two of my lovers at the same time from either end, and incredibly...I loved it.

  Even more incredibly was as soon as Ridge pulled out of me, Grayson was there, ready to move in, and I wanted it.

  I needed more.

  Maybe this wolf thing had increased my libido, or the idea of having all three of them, or the fact that I hadn't had sex in over a year.

  Maybe it was all three combined, but whatever it was, I opened my legs and reached for Grayson's hard erection and guided him into my pussy like I hadn't just been fucked.

  He moaned as he slid inside of me, pushing until I couldn't take any more and then he just held himself there for a few seconds, not moving, just reveling in the feel of us being joined.

  I felt a mouth clasp around one of my breasts and then the other. I opened my eyes to see that Ridge and Chase had both taken one and just as Grayson began to move his hips, they began to suck. Ridge was rougher using the sides of his teeth to scrape against my nipple.

  Chase suckled softly and used his tongue a lot.

  It was incredibly erotic to have both of my breasts pleasured at once, by two such different men. Meanwhile, Grayson was proving that although he was young, he knew what he was doing when it came to making a woman feel good. He did this circle thing with his hips every time he was all the way inside of me, that caused his cock to slide over my G-spot and made me want to scream.

  I let it build up until I felt him swell and harden even more inside of me, and I knew he was reaching his peak and then I dug my fingernails into the flesh of his arms, arched my back and let my own orgasm slam into me like a load of bricks. Grayson cried out as he began to empty into me, mixing with Ridge's seed already inside of me. That thought turned me on even more and I flexed my pussy muscles and milked him until I'd drained him of every drop.

  Finally I didn't have the energy to hold myself up any longer and I collapsed
back down onto the blanket. I felt Grayson collapse down next to me and I cuddled my body up to his and stroked his hair as Chase's lips met mine and Ridge continued to stroke his hands over my body, like he just couldn't get enough.

  The four of us mated many times that night, in many different ways. It was like we had all taken lessons and were now performing a perfectly choreographed dance. It was like Ridge had said from the very beginning, we belonged together. Back then he hadn't been talking about Chase and Gray too, but I could see and feel that he realized it, the way that I did...we completed each other.

  We fed each other fruit and they drank champagne from my belly button. By the time the sun came up the next morning we were spent, sore and sticky. We bathed in the creek and then shifted back to our wolves and went for a long run before returning to the compound to begin our lives together. I couldn't wait...I was finally happy and I knew in my heart that there was so much more happiness yet to come.

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