by M. D. Butler
I feel that nagging thought that I’m forgetting something once again as my last guy settles between my legs. Fuck, the feel of his skin against mine is making me wild. When I feel his dick against my core, I get so wet that I’m sure there’s a puddle under me. The overpowering scent of my obvious arousal sends the guys into a frenzy. Growls rent the air all around me as they all double their efforts to have a piece of me.
I’m loving every second of the attention.
Whoever is between my legs takes my vaginal flood as his cue to kick off the sex marathon. I feel him begin to enter my pussy with gentle determination. There’s a slight burning, but my slick keeps it from being too bad. He doesn’t pause at my virginal barrier, just pops my cherry like he was swatting a fly away at a barbecue.
I felt it happen, but the pain was quickly pushed aside to make way for pleasure as he began to move. Now I see what all the hype is about. I don’t know if it’s the heat, or the act of sex itself but this shit is fucking amazing. I bet I sound like a damn porn star right now, but who cares?
I can no longer hold my wolf back from the party. I’m shoved so far back in my mind that all I can do is watch what’s happening from the sidelines and feel the pleasure of it all.
It’s at that moment that I remember what I was supposed to do, but it’s too late.
Maybe it won’t happen. I mean, it doesn’t happen every time… right?
Krix
I can barely hold myself back.
She’s so warm and wet, I can’t take it!
Perfection.
I’m basically in the backseat while my wolf is in control, but I feel everything.
Every. Single. Thing.
I feel myself getting close, and I already know what’s about to happen. My gums tingle as I feel my canines lengthen, and my body leans forward in the direction of where I first marked her. I push forward past my wolf to force us to pause everything but our strokes. I take in her face, her expressions, the sounds she’s making; everything. I need to memorize this moment, our first time together, because something tells me that cementing this bond is going to be fucking epic.
My wolf gets tired of being behind the scenes so I lose control to him once again. At first, I’m afraid that he’s going to ruin this moment by being too aggressive. Then, I remember that our wolves are just as connected as our human sides. He’d never hurt her.
Besides, Jahla’s wolf is bad ass. She may very well enjoy it.
I’ll tuck that away for later.
He, once again, leans towards our original mark. She is also leaning toward her mark, and we bite down at the exact same second.
Fucking euphoria.
I thought the first marking was amazing, but it’s nothing compared to this. This is… beyond words.
I felt her before, but it’s like her entire essence is inside me. Not only can I feel her emotions, but I can now feel her heartbeat. If I concentrate, which there’s no way I can even attempt that shit now. I’m sure I can tap into her hearing and sight. This shit is that deep, I just know it.
During all of this grand extravaganza, it goes beyond what I believe I’m able to handle as we both climax. She cries out in the sexiest way as I roar like a damn animal. I mean, can you blame me?
Mother, how the hell do people do this shit multiple times. There’s no way I can-
Wait… I’m still hard?! Guess that answers that question.
I look down at Jahla, and she still has a glazed and hungry look in her eyes. I ease out of her insatiable pussy, and take Mav’s place as he replaces me. Thankfully, my wolf has no issues with letting the others get their turns. Maybe he knows that it’s going to take all of us to get her through this.
Glad he understands because I’m a little nervous. She didn’t even seem winded. It was almost like I wasn’t enough to even slake her thirst for a second. I don’t feel inadequate, just… wow.
We have a long couple of days ahead of us.
Mavrin
I thought that Jahla and Krix would have to take breaks in between rounds, but after seeing them both ready to go again- yes, I noticed his dick – that fear was bashed to smithereens.
I moved between her legs, and my wolf immediately gives a low growl as the heat and scent hits me. It doesn’t matter that Krix’s come is still dripping from between her glistening lips. Hell, it’ll just make me glide in easier. It never crosses my mind that it seems gross. She’s ours, and this is bound to happen.
The only reason why I pause before I enter her is because of the bit of blood that I see. I knew she was a virgin, but my wolf and I still don’t like seeing or smelling her blood.
She doesn’t like my hesitation, though, if her growl is any indication. My wolf responds with his own while shoving my dick all the way to the hilt. I try to shove him to the back of my mind at that, but mentally relax as I hear Jahla’s glorious moan at his roughness.
She likes it a little rough. Noted.
I’ve never seen this side of my wolf, but I guess it’s a side that strictly reserved for moments like this. Can’t say I’m upset because it feels fucking amazing. I now know why people turn into whores.
I’ll be Jahla’s whore any time she wants if I get to have this.
I can feel my balls tightening, and my v=canines elongating at the same time. Shit’s about to go down. I watched as she and Krix cemented their bond, and it looked like they should’ve passed out from it. They fucking glowed! I want that, but I’m nervous.
Can I handle that? It looked pretty intense. Of course, my wolf doesn’t give me a damn choice as he shoots forward to reaffirm our mate mark. He pauses just long enough to give her a chance to get with the program before they bite down at the same time.
Oh! Oh, fuck! Oh, fucking fuck!
I climax so hard that I don’t even get a chance to make a sound as the air freezes in my lungs. My entire body hardens as I shoot my seed into her hot, welcoming cunt. At the last pulse and squeeze of her pussy, I’m finally able to exhale on a ragged moan. She’s panting below me, and I feel her canal fluttering on my dick.
Greedy girl still wants more.
I look to Den, and give him a nod. I don’t know how we created this order. Could be random, or an understanding between our wolves. Either way, I know exactly who’s next.
I slip out of her and take his place as he takes mine, Jahla’s moans and growls growing more agitated as each second passes without a dick for her to squeeze.
This heat shit is no fucking joke, but I’m definitely down.
Denahi
Finally, I get see if my pixie is small everywhere. We’ve all watched flicks for educational purposes. Had to know how to please our girl. The guys always seemed to enjoy tight pussies way more. Screamed about it.
I don’t even pause before I’m deep inside of her begging pussy. It’s like being in a wet vice grip that soft and smooth, but so damn tight that it has me gritting my teeth as my eyes roll back.
I could tell that the others weren’t really in control when it was their turn, but I keep a tight rein on my wolf. No way is he taking over, and stealing this moment from me. Yeah, I can still feel and experience everything, but I want to have control of the situation. This is our time together.
He can have her whenever we mate in wolf form because I’m definitely doing that.
I clench my teeth, and lean down to her ear. I don’t want to just hear her moans and screams. I want her at least semi-coherent.
“Who do you belong to?”
Her wolf refuses to budge, and she doesn’t like the thought of belonging to anyone. I can see it all as I continue to keep my pace. She’s growling and baring her teeth at me, but can’t deny the pleasure that she is getting so it’s all half-hearted.
“You belong to me,” she says, but it’s all her wolf.
“Yes, we are yours. Are you ours?”
I slow my strokes so she knows I’m serious about this. I need her to understand that she is ours just as much as we’re her
s.
“Yes.” Finally! Jahla is in control, even if it’s just for a split second. She was there, and I lean down to give her a deep, meaningful kiss as I resume my pace. I even go a little harder as a reward. She should know that I noticed how she reacted to Mav getting a little rough. Her wish is my command. As I get closer to coming, it gets harder to keep my wolf firmly in the background.
I let him take over because I don’t want our struggle to interfere with completing our bond. As soon as I do, he launches towards her collar bone where we first marked her. Somehow, she bites me at the same time. I growl loudly, but my wolf doesn’t let go. Our wolves were in a slight dominance match when I asked her my question, so I think he feels the need to let her know that he’s the boss.
He’s such a dumb ass.
It must be the heat- see what I did there- of the moment because she lets him have his time to shine. Maybe after three climaxes, she’s starting to calm down. I ease my way from her precious flower and make way for Cash to finish up this round. I’m tempted to suckle at her breast, but I don’t want to interfere with their first time together.
Besides, my dick is still hard as fuck. The faster he finishes, the faster we can all get started on round two.
Cashel
It’s about damn time! I don’t know if the other guys realize how long they’ve been fucking her, but it feels like it’s been hours. And, no, I’m not just saying that. They’ve gone at least thirty minutes each.
The first thing I do when I get between her legs is taste her. Who gives a damn if she fucked the other three before me? She smells of all of us anyway. My wolf is reveling in the taste of her pussy as he pushes me to devour her. I stick my tongue in her tight channel, and pull it right back out to replace it with my dick when I feel her clamp down on it.
No way am I missing out on that feeling.
I enter her slowly, enjoying every centimeter of pleasure. When I’m fully seated, I let my wolf take the reins so I can just enjoy the ride. I don’t want to overthink this shit. I know I’ll be too worried about when I’m actually supposed to bite and come if I’m given control. I want this time to be perfect for her, and he instinctually knows what to do to make that happen.
Each stroke feels fucking divine, and I can’t stop the moans from falling from my lips. Even though my wolf is in charge, there are some things that are too powerful for him to control. My reaction to pleasure is one of them.
I can feel her pussy fluttering on my dick, and it only gets worse the harder and fast I fuck her. Call me a slut, but I’ll lay down and let this woman have her way with me as often as she wants. Hopefully, it’s every minute of the damn day.
I’m really growling now, and my canines are out. She responds with her won growls, and our wolves are staring at one another. I can’t see Jahla in her eyes, but I know that she’s here in this moment just as I am.
Just as I’m about to blow my load, we’re biting each other. That rush of everything that is good in the world bursts within me, and I feel myself emptying everything into her as her pussy clamps down on my dick. It’s all shimmery, and pretty, and sweet, and… Jahla. It’s all Jahla, filling me up to the brim, and soaking into every fiber of my being.
I love it just as I love her.
As we come down from our high, I kiss her solidly on the lips while gently extracting my dick from her still squeezing pussy. It’s like she can’t get enough!
As I ease back on my heels, fingering her to keep her at least a little sated for the time being, I look up at the guys. They each have brightly glowing eyes just as I’m sure I do. I look to Krix and give him a nod. He returns the gesture, and we quickly trade positions.
Time for round two.
Ding, ding, ding!
Jahla
So much.
Too much.
Not enough.
I’m in a constant whirlwind of pleasure and need. My body is so hot, and the only thing that seems to cool me is their seed. It’s like a damn fire hose. I don’t even have a chance to think about to repercussions because there’s only one thing that runs through my mind:
MATE.
My cool moments are happening more and more often. There are even times when I can speak to them through the bond.
Any other channel of communication is null and void thanks to the immense exhaustion. Who the hell can fuck for hours on end without pretty much passing out? I’m not a damn rabbit.
Oh, that sounds good right now.
I open my mouth as I feel something brush against my lips. Tasting the beef broth has me moaning. Cementing the bond has given us all a deeper connection, and I swear they can hear my thoughts without me projecting. Maybe they can just feel when I’m hungry or craving something. I don’t know and don’t care. Whatever it is, it’s a blessing because I can’t even move to roll over.
They’ve been taking such good care of me during my heat. I don’t know how long it’s been going on, but I think the guys have been taking turns in between the sexcapades to make something to eat for all of us. I’ve only had broth and water, but I dare not complain. With all if the orgasms I’ve been having, I need to stay hydrated.
They’ve even made me squirt!
Glad I’m high off my ass on endorphins because I didn’t have a chance to be embarrassed about that. They loved it, though. I can tell because each guy after tried to repeat the process.
I haven’t been able to sleep because the heat, though dull at the moment, is still intense. It won’t let me relax, but I hope that the fact that it’s lasted so long means that I didn’t get pregnant. The longest it’s supposed to last is around five days, and I think it’s almost been that long. It only ends early if you’ve already conceived, and with us being wolf shifters, it happens fast. Pregnancies only last about six months, too.
Ugh, don’t make me think about that right now!
The mothers are going to be so disappointed in me when I tell them that I couldn’t control myself long enough to use their contraceptives. Maybe not being pregnant will ease their minds.
Fuck! I feel myself getting hot again, and the throbbing between my legs is intensifying. There’s a growl to my left, and I get to swallow one more spoonful of broth before my lips are claimed by another.
Time to finish this marathon.
Chapter 25
Jahla
I wake up feeling happy and refreshed.
Oh, that thought sounded so bad!
With all that’s gone down over the past few days, thinking those words makes me sound like a fucking nympho, but so the hell what? At least my heat has broken.
And I’m starving!
As much as I love the guys feeding me all the time, especially during my heat, I want to do some nice things like that for them.
Thinking about the guys feeding me has me imagining what it must have been like. Can you imagine a guy moving around the kitchen butt ass naked? Yum! Thank the Mother that those thoughts don’t send me spiraling back into my heat. My body can’t take anymore.
At least at this moment, but maybe later.
See? Freaking nympho!
Okay, I have to get up if I want to feed them, because laying in the midst of the delicious bodies is making me crave things other than food. We need sustenance, damn it!
I carefully crawl over their bodies as they lay scattered around the bed. Their out cold, so that’s working in my favor. Grabbing the first shirt I see; I slip it over my head and leave the room as quietly as I can. I’m tempted to shower, but it’ll have to wait until I’ve eaten.
I pause outside the door to sniff at the shirt I grabbed. Mm, Mav. Now, that was a pleasant surprise.
When we first began coming together, I couldn’t tell who was who. It was all like a haze with shows moving around my vision. The only way I knew who they were as we cemented out bond was through them marking me again. It was like their calling card.
When I felt Mavrin marking me during a notably rough episode of fucking, I was shocked.
He’s always been so gentle, but I’d be a liar if I said I didn’t love it.
I loved all of it.
I shake myself from my thoughts, afraid that these thoughts will cause them to stir, I continue on my way to the kitchen. I have to get use to them being able to practically read my mind.
I walk into the kitchen, and start gathering the makings for a huge breakfast. Well, all meals are huge for shifters, but this one is special. I’m actually humming while I cook.
Ok, now I’m doing too much. Calm down, Jahla.
I’m flipping the many slices of bacon when I feel a presence behind me. The thought that I don’t smell anyone flits through my mind, but I discard it as nothing. Of course, I don’t smell my men. We all smell the same right now so I wouldn’t notice.
I close my eyes as I turn around, my face raised to accept the kiss that I know will be waiting for me only to have a rough cloth pressed over my face. My eyes fly open as I take a reflexive breath. I realize my mistake as I’m assaulted with s sickly sweet smell.
Chloroform.
I try to use air to blow my attacker away from me, but I can’t get a good grip on my powers. I feel as though I’m being pulled under a thick fog of darkness, and they keep slipping from my grasp. I can hear my wolf howling, but she seems so far away. Like, she’s once again caged in the back of my mind.
My body is starting to feel sluggish, and my eyes are getting harder and harder to hold open. The satisfied smile on a face that I’d hoped to never see again is the last thing I see as I lose the battle to keep them open. I use the last of my dwindling strength to push the name of my attacker out to the guys before I completely succumb to the engulfing blackness. His name is on constant replay in the hope that they hear it.
Benson.
Epilogue
Benson
The father of a scorned woman is always an easy way in. Daddy will always want to get rid of his baby girl’s competition. My good luck came with him being the head of security. He simply told me what area of the territory was a blind spot for the cameras. Covering my scent was easy enough from there.
