by Becca Van
Alyson thrust her hips up, trying to take more of Rylan’s cock into her body, but he wasn’t about to be swayed. He gripped her hips and held her down, slowly forging his way into her vagina with a shallow rocking motion of his hips. Tarkyn sat up beside her and looked down to where his brother and their woman were connected. His cock jerked and throbbed when he saw the delicate petals of her pussy stretching to accept Rylan’s wide, hard cock into her body. His brother’s dick glistened with the dew from her honey as he pulled back once more.
“You are so tight, baby. Don’t move. I don’t want to hurt you,” Rylan said in a deep, husky, growly voice.
“More. Please? I need more.”
“You’re a virgin, Alyson. We need to go slow.” Rylan held still a moment, panting, with his jaw clenched tight.
Alyson’s eyes widened. “How did you…”
“We are your mates, honey. Do you think we wouldn’t know something as important as that?” Tarkyn leaned down and kissed her. She sobbed into his mouth, and he swallowed her sweet sounds. She tasted so good, he couldn’t get enough. He tangled his tongue with hers and reached out to pinch one of her nipples. As he plucked at her turgid peak, he sucked her tongue into his mouth and then nipped at her lower lip.
Finally, when he needed to take in more air, he lifted his head and gazed into her eyes. Although his brother was the one taking her virginity, making love to her for the first time, Tarkyn needed to feel connected to her, too. And not just on a physical level. He needed to be with her emotionally. He wished he could read her mind and know everything she needed and wanted. He would give it all to her in a heartbeat.
Rylan was buried all the way inside her pussy, and Tarkyn could see how her lower abs jumped and quivered as if trying to adjust to the intrusion into her body. He stroked his hand over her head and hair, offering comfort and trying to get her to relax.
“You feel so good, Aly. You are so fucking wet and tight,” Rylan groaned. The muscles in his arms bulged and strained. Whether it was to hold back or because of the pleasure he was feeling, Tarkyn couldn’t be sure. “Is it too much, baby? Do you want me to go on?”
Chapter Nine
“God, yes!” Alyson answered Rylan’s question. How could it be too much? I have three very sexy, hot, brawny men touching me. Her whole body was one big ache and so hot with arousal she couldn’t understand why she hadn’t set the sheets on fire.
Rylan was buried in the depths of her pussy, stretching out her sensitive, wet tissue to the point of pain. But oh, how she loved the way he stretched her and made her burn. He’d taken his time with her as he breached her untried sheath. The sweat rolling down his face was a testament to his tightly reined control. Now he was waiting for her to adjust to his penetration.
There hadn’t been any pain as he gained depth into her body, which surprised her, because she had heard that the first time a woman had sex would be painful. Maybe because she was so active, she had long since broken through her barrier. Or maybe it was because he had taken his time with her and not shoved inside with one thrust. Whatever the reason, she was grateful. Who wanted to feel pain when there was so much pleasure to be had?
Three sets of hands were on her skin. Tarkyn was kneading one of her breasts and occasionally pinching her nipple while the other hand was on her belly, sporadically caressing and rubbing her skin. Chevy had kissed her long and deep, and now he had one hand on her upper ribs and the other was threaded into her hair as if trying to keep her still. And Rylan was gripping her hips firmly, keeping her from bucking up. She felt totally controlled, and that only flamed the fire running through her body higher.
Alyson had never felt so full. Every sensation she experienced was new. Though she had no idea what would happen next or what new heights she might reach, she felt sexy, wanton, and almost cherished. What was it about these men that drew her? Never before had she let anyone dictate to her or take her over. But with them it felt almost necessary.
Since the first moment she had met them she’d wanted to be near them. Now that she was here in their house, she didn’t want to leave. If she left, it would be like leaving her heart behind. It would be ripped out, and she would never be the same again.
She whimpered and then moaned when Rylan eased out slowly then thrust back in. The pleasure was so acute it was beyond imagining. Self-induced orgasms didn’t even come close to how he made her feel as his hard cock massaged the internal walls of her pussy. She’d already had one mind-blowing orgasm when Tarkyn had eaten her out, but the experience of having her cunt filled was so much better. The emptiness inside was gone and she felt almost…complete.
With each rock of his hips Rylan gained speed until his flesh was slapping against hers. She could feel his balls hitting her anus every time their bodies connected, and that only seemed to ramp up her arousal another notch.
She clutched onto Tarkyn’s and Chevy’s arms, needing an anchor to hold on to as pleasure wracked her body from all sides. The blood racing through her veins with her rapid heartbeat was hot and molten. Her muscles were lax, and even though her body got tauter with each internal caress by his cock of her pussy, she didn’t think she would have the strength to stand.
“Do you like how Rylan’s cock feels inside you, honey?” Tarkyn breathed against her ear. Shivers wracked her spine and more goose bumps broke out over her skin.
“Yes,” she moaned, drawing her answer out.
“I can’t wait to feel your hot cunt wrapped around my cock.”
“Fuck!” Rylan groaned. “She likes dirty talk. Her pussy just gripped me harder than a fist.”
Rylan shifted higher onto his knees and took her with him. Her ass left the bed and her pelvis tilted, giving him better access to her pussy. He pressed into her again. She cried out as his cock penetrated her deeper than ever before. A slight pain joined her pleasure as the head of his hard rod bumped into her cervix.
“More. I need more.” She gasped her demand.
“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll give you what you need.” Rylan’s face was a mask of fierce concentration as he pumped his hips.
Chevy leaned back down and kissed her. He licked along her lips and then thrust his tongue into her mouth while his hand molded around her breast and his thumb rasped across her nipple.
Warmth gathered in her lower belly, filling her womb with tingles and making it feel heavy as she melted even more. Her pussy rippled around his rapidly thrusting cock, the internal ache and the throbbing in her clit intensifying.
“You’re close, aren’t you, Alyson. I can’t wait to feel your pussy clamping down on my cock. I want you to cover my dick with your honey. I want to bite you and make you mine. Will you let me claim you, baby?”
She was on the verge of a climax so big it almost scared her and would have agreed to anything right then.
She wanted to bare her throat to him, to feel his teeth sinking into the skin at her shoulder and connecting them together for all time. She wanted to be loved, cherished, and most of all, she wanted to belong.
But she was afraid.
Looking into her eyes, Rylan stilled. “What is it, baby?”
“It’s a big decision,” she whispered.
Still watching her, he nodded slowly. “If I mark you, you will be ours for all time. Do you understand, Alyson?”
“I understand. That’s why I want to wait.” Her heart believed they would never hurt her and would always protect her, but her mind hadn’t yet learned to trust.
She wanted to tell them that, but Rylan still held her on the cusp of climax, and the words wouldn’t come. Tarkyn stroked her cheek gently. “It’s okay, honey. We respect your decision.”
Rylan thrust slowly, drawing Alyson’s attention back to him. The sight of his glowing golden eyes heightened her need even more. If he would just speed up a little…
“Do you want me to go on?”
The sound of his low, gravelly voice sent more tremors through her body, and a shiver coursed over her. S
he was so close, her pussy so tight, that she tried to push up against him to help send her over the edge into climax. His grasp on her tightened, and he stilled. Alyson growled with frustration, but she could tell by the determined look on his face that he wasn’t about to let her take control.
“Answer me, baby!”
“Yes!” She practically screamed her reply, desperate to reach the nirvana waiting for her at the top of the crest.
“Good girl,” Rylan groaned and began to thrust fast, hard, and deep.
The bliss which had begun to wane when he stopped moving came back with an even greater intensity. Tremors shook her body, her legs, her stomach. Her toes curled as bliss swamped her. She threw her head back and screamed. Her pussy clamped down so hard around his cock she could feel every ridge, vein, and throb as his dick shuttled in and out of her pussy. Her womb contracted, and her pussy gushed fluid, covering him with her juices as she spasmed and jerked, her sheath convulsing around him. He moaned loud and long as he pumped in and out of her body, his face a twisted, tortured mask of pleasure.
Tarkyn and Chevy moved aside. Rylan came down on top of her, covering her with his big, muscular body.
Alyson screamed again as another wave of rapture swept over her. His groan of completion was muffled against her skin, and she felt his cock expand and jerk as his warm cum bathed her cervix and internal walls. Pinpricks of light flashed before her closed eyelids. Her body shook and shuddered. Finally the last spasm waned until she was left feeling wrung out.
He lifted up onto his arms and lightly kissed her lips, and then he carefully rolled, their bodies still intimately joined, until they were both lying on their sides. She laid her head on his shoulder and arm as he pulled her in close against him, his hands running up and down her back, soothing her until the trembling in her body ceased. Alyson only became aware of Tarkyn’s and Chevy’s hands on her, stroking her, when Rylan finally kissed her forehead and pulled away, getting off the bed and walking toward the adjoining bathroom.
“Are you okay, darlin’?” Chevy rubbed her back.
Alyson thought about her answer before she replied. She felt wonderful. She’d never have known such bliss existed if she hadn’t met the three Friess brothers.
Now that she’d had a taste, she wanted more. So much more. And although she wanted to make love with Chevy and Tarkyn, too, she was still a little protective of her feelings toward them. She wanted to spend the rest of her life living with them, loving with them, and growing old with them, but she was still apprehensive about opening herself up to them totally. She’d seen the effects of marriages gone wrong or abuse delivered to someone weaker. There was no way she was letting them do that to her. There was a small part of her that expected things to go wrong, and therefore she kept part of herself closed off.
When she was more comfortable with them and got to know them better, then she would think about opening herself up to them totally and possibly mating with them as their relationship progressed. But until then she vowed to bide her time.
“I’m wonderful,” she finally answered.
Rylan came back into the room and lifted one of her legs. When he began to clean her with a warm, damp washcloth, she tried to push his hand away. Heat suffused her cheeks, and she stammered, “I can do that.”
She sighed with relief and then closed her legs tight when he withdrew.
“I’ll be back in a moment, baby.” Rylan kissed her shoulder, and she heard him leave with Chevy. It crossed her mind to wonder where they were going, but then Tarkyn ran his hand over the outside of her thigh. She opened her eyes to see him smiling.
“Guess it’s just you and me, honey.”
* * * *
In the hall, where they would be safely out of earshot, Rylan turned to Chevy. “What is it?”
Chevy had told him through their mental link that they needed to have a word privately, but he’d refused to elaborate. There was nothing Chevy could say aloud that couldn’t be said telepathically, so Rylan couldn’t guess why they were here.
Chevy prodded Rylan in the chest. “I thought we agreed not to push her.” Chevy kept his voice down, but his tone was urgent.
“I didn’t.”
“Rylan, you asked to claim her. She’s only known us two days. An hour ago she seemed certain you were going to hit her.”
Rylan’s wolf growled at that. “I never would.”
“I know that. You know that. But she doesn’t, not yet.”
Sighing, Rylan admitted, “You’re probably right. I got impatient.” He rubbed his hand over his jaw. “The way she challenged me in front of the Alphas.”
“She didn’t know.”
“They did.”
“I want for us to be their Betas, too, Rylan. But we can’t rush that either.”
Rylan knew Chevy was right, but he lacked his brother’s patience. They were so close to everything they’d wanted. Their mate in their life, forever, a place in the pack that they could be proud of. It was so close Rylan could almost taste it.
He sighed. “I’ll be patient.”
“Good. Then we should…” Chevy trailed off, looking toward the stairs. Rylan heard the footsteps, too, and a moment later Jarrod appeared at the head of the stairs.
“You’re up late,” Rylan said to the sheriff.
“Just checking the locks before I go to bed. I did a little research on your man Minogue, too.”
“Did you find anything?”
“Nothing useful. If he’s following Alyson, he’s being a lot more careful than she was.” Jarrod winced. “No offense.”
“None taken,” Chevy said. “Thanks for checking.”
“We’ll talk to Alyson and see if we can find anything more,” Rylan said.
“I won’t give up,” Jarrod promised. “Good night.”
They both wished Jarrod a good night. When the sheriff had continued down the hall, Rylan turned to his brother. “We good now?”
“Yeah. I just don’t want to scare her now that we’re so close.”
“Believe me, I understand. Let’s go back to our woman.”
* * * *
“Are you sore, honey?” Tarkyn kissed her shoulder and rubbed her hip.
“No. I’m good.”
“I want to make love with you, Alyson. Will you let me?”
Alyson gulped at the heated, hungry look her gave her. His eyes perused her body, halting at her breasts and then dropping to her pussy. Her clit throbbed, and her pussy clenched as if begging to be filled. Now that she knew the pleasure to be found in the act of lovemaking, her body craved more. But she knew she would only ever want these three men touching her.
Tarkyn reached out and thrummed his thumb over the elongated peak of her breast. An electrical zing shot down her body and centered in her pussy. As she clenched, more of her juice leaked out.
“Mmm, I can smell your cream, honey. Does that mean you want me, too?”
“Yes,” Alyson sighed and turned from her side to her back.
Tarkyn slung a leg over her. Looming above her, he bracketed her body with his arms. He moved his legs, nudging hers apart to make room for himself, and then he blanketed her. His weight pressed her into the mattress, but he was careful not to crush her. He thrust his hips forward, his damp cock grinding into her mound. She closed her eyes and arched up, wanting to be filled with and surrounded by him.
He lowered his head and kissed her with such a hungry carnality that the embers of her desire stirred to flash fire in mere seconds. When she wrapped her arms around his shoulders to pull him close, he pushed one arm beneath her shoulders and the mattress and another around her hips and then rolled.
Alyson ended up on top of him, while he was on his back. Heat radiated from his body and seeped into hers while their lips remained locked together. His hand and fingers worked their way into her hair and cupped the back of her neck and head. Whether to prevent her from pulling away or for support, she had no idea, but at that moment she felt controlled and
feminine. He was much larger than her and his size and strength made her feel delicate and sexy. His hand was so big it cradled the whole back of her head, and he was still able to caress the top of her spine with his long fingers.
She pulled back and gulped in air, trying to fill her oxygen-depleted lungs. When she looked into his eyes, the longing she saw in his depths caused her breath to hitch in her throat, and emotion swamped her. Tears pricked the backs of her eyes, but she lowered her eyelids to shield them from him. She belonged for the first time in her life and didn’t know how to handle it. Blinking rapidly to dispel the tears, she looked up again when she had herself back under control. He helped her to sit up on his thighs and then pulled her forward until her crotch was aligned with his.
“You are so hot and wet,” Tarkyn rasped. He touched a finger to her clit.
She tilted her head back and moaned as exquisite sensations washed over her. Alyson needed him inside her now. Using her legs, she pushed up and reached behind her to grasp his cock in her hand. He was soft and silky smooth. She salivated, wanting to taste him, to suck him into the depths of her mouth and lave his cock with her tongue, but she needed him inside her more. She yearned to make the same connection with Tarkyn and Chevy as she had with Rylan. The need was so strong she felt almost frantic with it.
Alyson rubbed the tip of his penis through her wet folds, coating the corona of his cock, and then she aligned him with her pussy hole. Slowly she lowered herself down onto him, panting for breath as the wide head of his rod spread her flesh open. He was so big she had to lift and lower over him five times before he was fully seated within her. She was slightly tender from making love for the first time, but the need to have him climax inside her negated anything else.
