Sanibel Virgin

by Talyn Scott

  “Watch her, Jude,” Archer whispered from behind, his voice guttural as he shucked his clothes and took his cock in hand.

  “I am.” Jude could sense his pressure building as Archer kissed his way down Kalen’s back. Goosebumps erupted across her creamy skin, and Jude wanted to lick each one away, warming her with his tongue and the heat of his body.

  When she started to gag, Mason instructed her. “Ease off, relax your throat.” Gently, he brought one hand behind her neck, rubbing out any kinks. With the other, he traced the column of her throat with his fingertips.

  “That’s it,” Jude encouraged, dropping her hands and relishing her wrapping her biting fingers around his upper thighs. She raced off his cock after a hard suction, slurping up another blast of pre-cum.

  Archer, still palming himself, stopped on a violent shudder, holding back and savoring. A string of crystalline fluid leaked from his head, streaming down his length and onto his balls. “I don’t want to come while watching,” he hissed through clenched teeth, “at least, not this time.”

  “Take care of her then,” Mason directed as he stepped to a side table and started lubricating a larger sized dildo, though still smaller than any of their erections.

  The three males had bought several things in order to play with their mate, though they’d decided to work her up to each new experience slowly, carefully. Gentling her into the lifestyle they longed for was necessary, if they wanted her to mate permanently with them under the next full moon, a werewolf mating ritual where they would bond by blood and sex. More importantly, a night where Kalen would step over the immortal line, her body changing to accommodate her males. Their souls would also bind, one to the other. Thereafter, Kalen would live for an eternity, the same way as Mason, Jude, and Archer.

  Turning back with the slicked toy in hand, Mason studied her sex ravenously. “She’s drenched.”

  “And delicious.” Archer spread her nether lips wide with his fingers before bringing his mouth to her pussy lips, licking her musky-sweet fluid.

  All of them were close, walking the edge of exploding into their werewolves and taking her with a savageness most females would find horrifyingly erotic…and frightening.

  When Archer shifted to move beneath Kalen and suckle her clitoris, Mason instructed her, “Sit right down on Archer’s face. He can take it.”

  “Take it? I want it,” Archer mumbled, his starving mouth sucking her labia. She shuddered at the vibration, sitting down on Archer’s face only when the male took her by the hips and slammed her on him.

  Kalen’s mouth still working Jude’s cock with a single-minded ferocity, she screamed around his length when Archer went to town on her pussy at the same time Mason brought the lubricated dildo to her right nipple, tickling and teasing the pink berry with the toy’s tip.

  Jude’s head shot back, choppy breaths leaving his chest. “Are you trying to bring me to my knees, my lass?” He breathed through his teeth, his canines digging into his chin. The tension growing in his legs, he pushed in a ways, nearly half way, and touched the back of her throat. She didn’t gag this time, but worked her slick tongue all around him, swirling and twirling around his metal before working another up and down rhythm. “Fuck,” he groaned on a long exhale, his cock hardening all the more as she bobbed faster.

  “Lick her ass, Archer,” Mason urged, moving the vibrating dildo to her other breast while tweaking the hardened nipple left in its wake. “Get her ready.”

  The strain on Kalen’s face as Archer moved to her ass brought cum to Jude’s tip. “Did you…elongate your tongue in the werewolf way, Archer.”

  “He did,” Mason replied with a hard swallow, moving the vibrator down Kalen’s stomach until he reached the sensitive mound right above her clitoris. He kept it there, swirling in small circles and driving her crazy. She screamed around Jude’s cock, her body visibly tightening everywhere, but Kalen did not release.

  Jude realized what she must be feeling, the odd sensation of pressure inside her ass, the aching emptiness in her vagina, the pleasure of tasting his salty cock on her tongue. The orgasm was too big for her, or so she must think, because she started shaking her head and fighting it. When her tongue and soft cheeks smacked either side of his cock, a warning tingle zapped his spine a moment too late, and Jude exploded in a rush so violent that it nearly brought him to the floor.

  Kalen swallowed his cum, rhythmically milking the thick load spurting to the back of her throat. “Hmm,” she hummed around him, making his eyes water due to the sensitivity of his flesh.

  Mason swore, his voice strangled. “My dick is so jealous right now.” He leaned forward as Kalen pulled away from Jude’s softening erection, a drizzle of his ejaculate sliding down her chin. Jude wiped it with his thumb and brought it to her lips, where she smiled and licked him clean. “We’ve kept her on edge long enough.”

  Archer lifted her by the backs of her thighs, his face leaving her pussy and ass, just as Mason swiped the vibrating dildo over her begging clitoris, the nub so pink and swollen it took only two swipes for her to cry out each of their names.

  Her juices dripping on Archer’s face, he flipped her gently on her back and spread her glistening pussy for all to see. “She’s still begging to be filled.” Kalen was out of it, her eyes not even halfway open, but her pussy squeezed and expanded in rhythmic aftershocks, her body still shaking with aching need.

  Mason moved down and wrapped his mouth around her swollen lips, easing his fingers inside her and scissoring them a few times before pulling them free. While he kept his lips and tongue at her pussy, Mason lifted his hand high for Archer and Jude to see, his fingers dripping with her arousal and remnants of her orgasm.

  Archer gripped Mason’s wrist and lapped her cream. “I can’t get enough,” he whispered as he dropped Mason’s hand. “I don’t think I ever will.”

  Mason reached for the vibrator again, pressing it between her swollen lips. She screamed out when he swiveled his wrist, circling, circling, and circling until Kalen’s eyes opened wide in shock.

  “It’s too…sensitive,” she stuttered around a sawing breath.

  “Let’s ride it out together, Kalen,” Archer said calmly as Mason removed his mouth from her pussy. “Its time we claimed your ass, baby.” Archer positioned himself between her legs, reaching for the lubricant as Mason continued to move the vibrator inside her pussy. But instead of moving it in and out, he kept circling it deep inside her, stoking up her g-spot, if the look on her face was any clear indicator. “Are you with me?”

  Kalen groaned, possibly going into subspace.

  Archer’s voice rumbled with the Alpha Beast. “I want a verbal acknowledgement before I continue.”

  “Y-yes.”

  “If you need to stop,” Mason explained, “say so.”

  Archer lifted her pelvis and settled her ass and pussy on the same special wedge that lifted her at the perfect angle for fucking. He lubed up his cock and then swirled more on her back rosette with his fingertip. “Okay, Kalen?”

  Although all three werewolves could sense and smell any distress Kalen may have to their play, all of them agreed she should communicate with verbal responses this early in their relationship, so she stayed in control of what was happening with her body. As time grew and their relationship strengthened, they’d teach her to trust them wholly. For Kalen to accept that Mason, Archer, and Jude could read and scent her desires or refusals and react accordingly was one of their many goals.

  The sight of Archer opening Kalen’s knees wide and pressing them against her chest reawakened Jude’s cock.

  With Archer’s erection hovering beneath Mason’s hand, ready to penetrate Kalen anally, he pressed the tip against her puckered opening at the same time Mason slid the thick dildo inside her vagina completely.

  “A feast for the eyes,” Jude groaned, lowering his mouth to hers. He nipped at her lips slowly, careful of her fangs and his canines, sliding his tongue against the velvet of hers. He tasted him
self on her, felt the familiarity of where his dick had been.

  Jude trailed his lips down her throat and nipped at the place he'd been eyeballing to mark her. He stayed there a while, where her throat met the sensitive groove at her left shoulder and played with her sensitized nipples. She jumped as though someone had smacked her. Jude lifted his head just in time, preventing them from butting chin to forehead, and looked down her body.

  Mason still kept the toy completely buried inside her, his wrist circling in a maidenly slow way, but Archer had obviously advanced on her luscious ass.

  “How far are you in,” Jude whispered as he soothed her with touch and mouth, trying to calm her. They needed her to accept anal, which was the only way all three of them could truly move inside her together.

  Archer threw his head back, his chin reaching high. His shoulders stayed hunched, his hands falling away from her knees. Apparently, Archer was in ecstasy but was calming his werewolf, keeping the Alpha Beast from taking over.

  Mason had one hand rubbing his cock, the other still swirling her vaginally. “He’s just past the head.”

  “Relax, lass,” Jude encouraged. “Archer is thick but as his celestial mate, your bodies are made for one another.” He kissed her again, pouring a taste of his werewolf’s possession into her mouth, sucking on her bottom lip as he lifted his head. “You can take him.”

  “Feed me, then.”

  Feeding Kalen was special torture, thrilling and consuming. “Aye, my blood is yours.” Jude bared his throat to her, waiting for her tiny fangs to penetrate him. It didn’t take long for the piercing pain to hit him, her greedy pulls immediately following. He heard her swallow as his blood left his body and poured into hers, a heady feeling which could only be improved if he was inside her again.

  She writhed beneath Jude, her body focusing on the feeding and sex as Archer buried more of his cock inside her. “Ah, the feel of her ass,” he said on a guttural groan, “she’s as soft and as tight here as her pussy, gripping me perfectly.”

  “Oh, Kalen, you look incredible taking his cock,” Jude praised, his breath coming out in rough pants as the wee bit of endorphins Kalen released swam into his bloodstream. Instead of playing with his second hard-on, he rubbed everything of hers he could get his hands on: her face, her throat, her arms, her stomach, even thrumming her swollen nub to keep her stimulated and receptive to what Archer was doing to her.

  Finally, Archer released a territorial grow, shaking the floor beneath them. From the looks of it, he’d worked his entire thick length inside Kalen’s ass. “So good, so fucking hot and tight,” he praised. Mason’s hand was gone from her sex, Archer’s pelvis keeping the dildo steady, but his thumb flipped the switch higher, doubling the vibration output.

  “Anyone joining me?” he asked on a shuddering gasp.

  She released Jude’s bite on a wail, licking his neck and sealing the wound, though his immortal body would easily take care of the tiny pinpricks in seconds.

  Archer stilled, his eyes glowing, casting a blue flare over her incredible curves. Mason took her mouth, pushing his tongue over hers and stoking her pleasure while tasting Jude’s blood in a crimson kiss.

  She pulled away. “Move, Archer, you’re driving me nuts.”

  He scaled back down her ass, pulling the dildo with him, then pushed back inside both holes slowly, as if the two of them were fucking her together. “How is this?”

  “More,” she demanded.

  Archer moved faster as Jude placed his knees outside her ribcage, straddling her without placing his great weight on her delicate body. Archer tilted back, allowing him more room, the new angle causing Kalen’s body to heave in ecstasy. His heavy balls dangled, tickling her sternum, his eyes finding the discarded lube. He dragged the tip of his cock over one nipple, causing it to stiffen more than it already was, then moved it across to her other side. “I want to fuck these gorgeous tits, Kalen, while Archer fucks your ass and pussy. Would you let me?”

  “Do it.”

  He squirted the lubricant into his palm, warming it by making a fist and then rubbing it all over his cock, still sensitive from her incredible mouth.

  Mason brought the tip of his dick to her lips, his eyebrows lifting in silent question. She opened her mouth wide and welcomed him inside. Mason met Jude’s eyes as she brought more than half of him across her tongue, deep into her throat, his throat working convulsively as he braced his hand on the nearby wall and moved into a slower rhythm than Archer’s.

  Jude brought her breasts together around his slick cock, his piercings sliding up and down her cleavage with a firm gentleness that would get him off in seconds. The sounds she was making would have done that without her touch.

  More of Mason’s cock disappeared in her mouth, but Jude could no longer see Archer work her ass and pussy in unison. He didn’t have to see anything to know that this quarto would fly high in seconds.

  Archer’s head came forward, his forehead resting on Jude’s shoulder, his sweat dripping down. “I can’t hold on for you males any longer. I have to let go.”

  Archer sped up and Kalen cried out around Mason’s cock, releasing it and causing it to bump her chin. But the action didn’t stop Mason’s pleasure. The male threw his head back and roared like a fucking werewolf should when mating his appointed female.

  Jude watched his co-mate’s thick cream fly out, the streams going crazy. This image and the sensation of her fleshy mounds cradling his erection finished him off for the second time. He let go, the same as Mason, his shots crisscrossing with that of his co-mate, their collective cum sliding down her throat and chest.

  Archer yelled out his release, his burst of semen sending Kalen tailspinning into another wicked orgasm. She cried out until she lost her voice, her mouth staying open on an open scream.

  “We’ve got you, lass,” Jude said as he gently moved from her body, rubbing her breasts tenderly before going to the bathroom and retrieving several wetted cloths.

  Chapter Nineteen

  Jude reentered their bedroom to find Mason caressing Kalen tenderly, the dildo slung off to the side, and Archer resting his face against her stomach with his big arms curled around her thighs.

  He understood why Archer was so deliriously out of it. Werewolves loved anal just as much as pussy, and he’d finally claimed his mate’s ass, which was a dream in itself. Jude only hoped she wasn’t sore. That she would take him soon, as well. No doubt, Mason was thinking the very same thing about now.

  But he pushed the thoughts of their next coupling aside. Although Kalen was sound asleep, Jude needed to talk to her about his role in her mother’s death.

  Mason stared up at him. “Let’s bathe and feed her again,” he said with a tap to his throat, “and then put Kalen to bed.”

  Jude argued quietly. “We need to tell her.”

  Archer lifted his head and stared up her body. “Not tonight. She’s not used to three males.” He rubbed his face on her triangle of platinum curls, inhaling her scent and snuggling against her plump thigh. “That can wait until she’s rested. It’s not as though an hour will make any difference. Try not to think about it, Jude.”

  “I did no’ do anything wrong.”

  “We all know, Jude, but that won’t soften the blow. Go on and shower while I doze with her. She’s exhausted. Frankly, I don’t know how Kalen’s going to manage our voracious appetites on a daily basis, considering we’ve been holding back on her.”

  Mason said, “She’ll manage just fine.”

  “Yes, she will,” Kalen said without opening her eyes. “I feel like a child listening in on her parents’ conversation.” Her eyelids flipped up, her glare furious. “Holding back? Secrets? Coddle much?”

  “Sweetheart,” Archer said, reaching for her. “Slow down so we can discuss this without tempers flaring.”

  “We’re beyond tempers flaring.” She gave all of them a wounded look. And although she was sprawled on the floor, Kalen jumped up in one fluid move — like liquid
over stone — in the way of vampires. Oddly enough, Jude did not think she even realized it.

  Kalen pointed a finger in his general direction. “I’m covered in your load, so I get the shower first.” She moved by him with her chin jutting and her breasts bouncing. If only Kalen would have been that proud of her body when he had tied her up earlier. He also had to admit, rather shamefully, that her pride coupled with her temper was a big turn on.

  He followed her into the bathroom, Archer and Mason reluctantly walking behind him. She stepped into the mammoth shower, tiled in colors of the Mediterranean, and worked the levers, or at least tried. The multi-heads sprayed in all directions, nearly dousing her in an icy bath much the same way she’d doused Jude in the kitchen. Her reflexes, however, saved her again.

  Kalen hissed her frustration, smacking the tile as she made her way to the bathtub. “I need to soak, anyway.”

  Mason’s mouth dropped open when he saw the cracked tiles she’d left behind, though Kalen hadn’t noticed. He turned to Jude and Archer, raising both eyebrows in question.

  Archer shrugged, then gestured with his chin to her feet. All looked down to see that her wee toes, painted a seashell pink, weren’t touching the tile floor. Jude barely held back his gasp. His Kalen was gliding in the way of vampires, moving as though she’d done it all of her life.

  He cleared the shock from his voice. “You’re moving differently.”

  She started up the bathwater. “I feel different.” She dipped a toe in, then aimed her snarl at Mason. “If you went to all of this trouble for your mate,” she said, gesturing to the bathroom fit for gods, “you must have bath salts somewhere.”

  Jude winced, realizing her bottom must be sore from their playtime. “I could massage — ”