8 Panty-Melting Werewolves & BBW Witches Collection (Pagan Holidays)

by Liv Brywood

  After one final shudder, Aiden collapsed against her. “You’re a Goddess.”

  She buried her face into his shoulder and fought back the urge to cry. Tears of unimaginable joy formed at the edge of her eyes. She felt connected to them in a way she’d never felt before and it overwhelmed her.

  Theo whispered, “Are you okay?”

  She sniffed. “I’ve just… I’ve never felt like this before.”

  Aiden propped up on his elbows and looked into her eyes. “We haven’t either.”

  Theo said, “You’re everything we’ve ever wanted.”

  She bit the edge of her lip. “Really?”

  Theo leaned forward. “I’d love to show you how much I want you.”

  Aiden chuckled. “I can take a hint.”

  As he pulled out, a trail of sticky-hot wetness followed. She missed the sensation of being filled, but not for long.

  Theo leaned down to kiss her before whispering, “Roll over. I want to see your sexy ass.”

  She giggled as she rolled over and pushed onto all fours. Theo bent to worship her with his tongue. He didn’t leave a single inch of flesh unexplored as he nibbled and kissed his way from the base of her neck to the backs of her thighs. By the time he pushed his cock against her pussy lips, she was more than ready to take him.

  ***

  Theo couldn’t wait to possess the erotic enchantress. He didn’t mind letting Aiden go first. There wasn’t any jealousy between them when it came to women. In fact, they usually agreed on what they liked and didn’t like in a woman. Which is why he knew Brittany would be a perfect mate for them.

  Over the years, he’d been watching her. At gatherings, she always seemed to be smiling and having a blast. She wasn’t self-conscious like many of the other woman. Her confidence was a huge turn on.

  When he’d heard that she’d rescued another alpha wolf from a bear attack, he’d fallen half in love with her. But a huge question hung over his head. Did she feel the same way?

  He pushed the worry aside as he eased his cock into her soft folds. The slick wetness helped keep him restrained enough to continue. He’d been so turned on watching her breasts bounce while Aiden was fucking her that he wasn’t sure if he’d last longer than a few minutes.

  He reached an arm around the front of her hips. As he pulled her back, he thrust deeper. She raised her head and cried out. The passionate sound of her voice dropped to a lower register as she dug her fingers into the sheets.

  As Aiden pinched and tweaked her nipples, Theo angled his cock down to rub her hot little clit. She moaned and rolled her hips back to draw him deeper. He loved that she wasn’t tired after all the times she’d already come. She sure as hell had the stamina needed to be the third for their triad.

  He continued to test her remarkable endurance until he couldn’t deny the heaviness in his balls any longer. As he pushed into her again and again, his inner wolf snarled with the need to fill her with his seed. The wolf had never been so demanding before today. But the wolf knew what he wanted, her.

  Her passionate moans flowed into a continuous melody of pleasure. He didn’t want to stop, but he couldn’t hold back much longer. He wanted to bring her to the heights of pleasure one last time.

  As her trembling arms gave way, she collapsed into a shivering heap of sensual ecstasy. She rolled her face to one side and moaned as her pussy vibrated around his cock. She seemed lost in a state of pure bliss.

  As he thrust into her one last time, his cock erupted. A stream of liquid warmth flowed from his cock into her. He felt the rush of release all the way from the tips of his toes to the top of his head. He’d never come so hard in his life.

  He didn’t want to crush her, so he rolled onto his side. She cuddled close to him and threw one arm over his chest. Aiden slid in behind her and lay his arm across her hips.

  Theo thought she was sleeping until she said, “I still haven’t blessed you, but I don’t know how I’m going to get off this bed to do it.”

  ***

  Brittany could hardly move an inch, so how was she supposed to bestow the Goddess’ blessing on them. They’d wrung every ounce of pleasure from her body and she was as limp as a wet noodle.

  Aiden said, “Take your time, there’s no hurry.”

  Theo nodded. “Just rest.”

  She considered letting the need to sleep take over, but she’d been entrusted with a sacred gift. She needed to do her duty.

  Although she didn’t want to stand, she slipped out from between them and padded across the room to where her cloak lay drying. She hoped she hadn’t dropped the vial into the river.

  When she reached into the small pocket sewn into the lining of the coat, her fingers closed around a small vial. She recalled the Goddess’ direction that she should put it in the chosen man’s drink.

  She walked to the kitchen and grabbed three glasses. A dream-like state descended on her as she mixed the contents of the vile into the drinks. She’d only felt like this one other time when she’d spoken an ancient blessing during a full moon ceremony. She knew not to resist the otherworldly magic.

  As she returned to the bed with the drinks, she said, “Goddess Brigid, mother of healing and of wholeness, I call upon you to bestow your blessing upon these men.”

  A hazy female figure materialized in the room. As the Goddess fully formed she said, “I bless you in my name and grant you the gift of health and bountiful joy for the coming year. May you join as one and bless each other.”

  And as quickly as she’d appeared, she was gone.

  Brittany handed a cup to Aiden and another to Theo. “May you never thirst.”

  Aiden and Theo responded in unison. “May you never thirst.”

  As she sipped the water, a feeling of unconditional love flowed through her heart to create a ribbon of pulsing red energy. Aiden and Theo created their own energetic ribbons of power. The three magical strands intertwined to bond the three of them together both by magic, and by their love for each other.

  Aiden said, “We want you to stay with us. I know we don’t all know each other very well, but I think we can all agree that we belong together.”

  Theo nodded. “We’ve never met someone who’s showed as much courage as you have. We want you to move in with us to complete our triad.”

  Her heart swelled with love. She knew their relationship was very unusual and sudden, but something about the magical blessing stood out in her mind. The Goddess had said that the three of them should join together. Brittany already knew it in her heart, but having the additional confirmation made it real.

  She smiled. “I still want to take the time to get to know you outside of the bedroom.”

  Theo perked up. “We don’t have to rush anything. We can take our time.”

  “As long as you don’t make us wait too long,” Aiden said with a mischievous grin.

  She chuckled. “I won’t make you wait.”

  Aiden playfully tackled her and pinned her beneath him. “You better not.”

  He kissed her softly before rolling her toward Theo. The other wolf gave her a warm kiss before cuddling up against her.

  She sighed and settled into the valley between the wolves. She’d finally met her perfect match—two, sexy werewolves.

  *** The End ***

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  Rise of the Alpha

  The underground river carried Delia up from the realm of the Wolf God. After spending six months as his underworld mate, she was ready to return to her friends and family. She’d fulfilled her role as Persephone and she was ready to move on. The Wolf God had been sexy, challenging and kinky, but she couldn’t wait to return to her boring life.

  As she approached the entrance to Dragon’s Mouth Cave, the pine-tree-laden scent of the Yellowstone forest floated in to remind her of home. Sulfur also wafted in, but she’d become so used to the scent, that it hardly re
gistered anymore. Fresh, cool air flowed into the cave to mingle with the warmth of the underworld. She raised her head and inhaled deeply.

  She couldn’t wait to stuff a pint of mint chocolate chip ice cream into her face. She’d subsisted on nuts and dried fruit while in the underworld. Not her most favorite things to eat, but she was a curvy girl who liked snacks, so it worked out in the end.

  Steam hissed at the entrance to the cave. She attempted to see beyond the veil of mist but couldn’t. If she’d calculated her time correctly, she would be emerging at sunrise on the morning of the spring equinox.

  As the river rebirthed her into the land of the living, she looked up to find several problems. The sky should have held the faint glow of an impending sunrise, but it was pitch black. Stars twinkled against a midnight-blue background. An owl hooted from the branch of a nearby pine tree. A thick blanket of snow covered the earth.

  She stared up at the boardwalk which overlooked the small hot spring. It should have been filled with chanting witches from her coven, but the area seemed devoid of humans.

  She shivered as she emerged from the warm water. Maybe they were down in the parking lot?

  As she climbed onto the wooden boardwalk, furtive steps sounded along the small ridge overlooking the spring.

  “Who’s there?” she called.

  Silence thickened the air. She scanned the horizon. The light of a crescent moon offered little help. She could barely make out the silhouette of trees against the skyline.

  Trepidation shimmied up her spine. She couldn’t believe she’d miscalculated the date of the spring equinox. She’d been careful to mark off the passing days by scratching a line at the base of the cave’s wall behind the Wolf King’s bed. Maybe she’d been off by a day or two.

  Great. She was soaking wet, in the middle of nowhere, with absolutely no one in sight.

  As she walked down the path toward the parking lot, the sensation of being watched raised goosebumps on her arms. She spun and narrowed her gaze on the spot where she’d heard movement a few minutes earlier.

  Nothing. Absolute silence. Even the trees stood completely still.

  Normally she wouldn’t be this jumpy, but she was tired and ready to go home. Frustration coiled her fingers into fists. She didn’t care if she had to walk all the way to the Fishing Bridge Visitors Center. It was six or seven miles away, but she had no choice.

  As she reached the parking lot, she spotted a snowmobile near the outhouses. That was strange. Who would be out here by themselves this time of year? The east entrance to the park didn’t open until May. Maybe it belonged to one of the park rangers.

  She wrapped her arms around her body. With little more than a white gossamer gown to protect her from the cold, she realized how idiotic it would be to try to walk all the way to Fishing Bridge.

  “Hello,” she called.

  Maybe the person was using the restroom. She moved toward the men’s outhouse.

  “Is anyone there?”

  No response.

  She returned to the snowmobile and found the keys still in the ignition. A trail of footsteps in the snow headed toward the boardwalk which led to the mud volcano. Who on earth would be out hiking in the middle of the night?

  She considered her options. She could steal the snowmobile and head to Fishing Bridge, then ask someone to come back for the ranger. Or, she could try to find him.

  She hadn’t stolen so much as a stick of gum in her life. To abandon someone to the freezing weather was completely wrong, so she decided to find the man.

  The footprints followed the trail for a hundred feet before vanishing into a patch of disturbed snow. It looked like the man had fallen to the ground.

  She cocked her head to one side. That was odd. Even if he had fallen, there should still be footsteps returning to the parking lot, or continuing on toward the mud volcano. She searched for any indication of where he’d gone.

  She was about to give up when she spotted a faint set of paw prints which led up into the tree line. They belonged to a wolf.

  Her head snapped up as a branch cracked less than fifty feet from her. Two glowing amber eyes shimmered in the darkness.

  She backed up a step. “Nice wolfie.”

  She knew better than to run. She immediately dropped her gaze to the ground. Making eye contact would be seen as an act of aggression. As long as she didn’t provoke him, she might be able to escape. There wasn’t any blood in the snow, so it was unlikely he’d attacked the ranger. The man was probably hiding.

  For every step she took in retreat, the wolf matched it by moving toward her. She squelched the urge to run. That was the worst possible thing she could do.

  The wolf’s mouth moved into an approximation of a grin. She froze. What the hell?

  The animal’s bones cracked and twisted. It howled as it began to transform. She almost fainted with relief. She didn’t recognize the werewolf, but she was going to kick his ass as soon as he was done shifting.

  She put her hands on her hips. “What the hell do you think you’re doing? You scared the shit out of me.”

  The man smiled as he rose up from the ground. Every inch of his scorching hot body went on display in the low light. Although sunrise was at least another hour away, a hint of navy blue washed across the sky. There was just enough light to cast shadows across his well-defined abs.

  He sauntered toward her. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”

  “The hell you didn’t.”

  “No, seriously. I’ve been waiting for you. I’ve had Dragon’s Mouth Spring staked out the last three mornings. I didn’t expect you to return until tomorrow.”

  “What are you doing here?”

  The edge of his mouth turned up. “Uh, I was using the facilities.”

  “Why didn’t you just go in the outhouse?”

  He laughed. “It’s cleaner in the woods.”

  Muscles rippled across his chest and arms. Her eyes had adjusted enough that she could make out the rest of his phenomenal body. His ripped six-pack tightened as he walked. His thighs flexed in the most distracting way. And, although she tried not to look, she couldn’t help but notice his firm, thick cock pointing skyward.

  Her time in the underworld had awakened a ferocious lust. Although the Wolf King had the right to mate with her at will, he’d only approached her when she gave off signals of desire. By the end of her time with him, she craved sex. Their erotic encounters flickered through her mind.

  She fixated her gaze on the werewolf. Her tongue flicked out to wet her lips. “Why were you waiting for me?”

  He cocked his head to one side. “I wanted to meet you. I saw you last year at the Imbolc ceremony and never had a chance to introduce myself. My pack was visiting the Old Faithful pack and they had invited us to the celebration.”

  She vaguely remembered the ceremony. It seemed like a lifetime ago.

  He continued, “I’m Sebastian. I just moved to the area from Idaho. My pack disbanded and I’m looking for a new one.”

  “Disbanded? That’s highly unusual.”

  He took a few steps closer. “The pack splintered when two wolves fought over the alpha position. I didn’t like either of them, so I left. I’m hoping to start my own pack in Yellowstone.”

  “That’s an ambitious undertaking. Do you know anyone here?”

  “I know a few other wolves. I’m an ambitious guy. When I go after something, I don’t stop until I get it.” He flashed a disarming smile.

  A gust of wind whooshed through the trees, knocking globs of snow off of the branches. She shivered.

  His gaze dropped to her taut nipples. “You must be cold.”

  “Freezing.” She smirked. Men were so predictable.

  “I have an emergency blanket in my snowmobile. Let’s get going.”

  He grabbed her hand and walked beside her as they descended the hill. Warmth from his hand flowed up into her body. She hadn’t realized how cold she was until the wind had kicked up.

  “Ca
n you take me home? I live in West Yellowstone,” she said.

  “The road to West Yellowstone is closed right now.”

  “What? Why?”

  “The forest service is concerned about the elk. Numbers are way down this year and they’ve forbidden travel through the west side of the park until May.”

  She frowned. “So we’re going to have to go all the way to the north then around the park? That will take hours.”

  He nodded. “Yep.”

  As they reached the snowmobile, she yawned. Although the sun hadn’t risen yet, she grew more tired by the second. In the underworld, they slept during the day and stayed awake at night. Her sense of time was backwards. She’d expected to be home in her own bed today. But it didn’t look like that was possible. The thought of sitting on a snowmobile for hours made her cringe.

  Sebastian opened a small compartment and pulled out a thin, silver blanket. As he wrapped it around her body, his fingers grazed her shoulders.

  She looked up to find his lips just inches from hers. Fire burned in his sultry gaze. He’d said he wanted to meet her, but why?

  The look in his eyes hinted at long-repressed desire. She tilted her head back slightly. His gaze dropped to her lips. An electric current sizzled between them. In slow motion, he swept a feathery kiss across her lips. A whimper of sound rose up from her throat.

  He slid his hands around the outside of the blanket and drew her against his rock-hard body. His cock pressed against her belly through the fabric. She shivered with need. Erotic desire pooled warm and wet in her core. She didn’t even know him, but she wanted him.

  Passion radiated from his lips as he deepened the kiss. She hooked her hands around his neck and drew him closer. When his tongue parted her lips, she moaned into his mouth. Even though she knew she should stop, she couldn’t control herself.

  One of his hands dropped from her waist. His fingers parted the edges of the blanket and slid up her hip. He groaned and molded her body against his. She forgot all about the cold as his hand smoothed a path toward her molten pussy.