His hand cupped her breast as he lowered over her neck and shoulder. First he kissed his target, and then she felt the slow, sharp crack of her skin as it gave way to his bite. He drew in her blood, his mouth suckling as he bit. Her clit began to throb and warmth spread from her neck to her cunt, heating her like a forest fire. She half expected the woods to be up in flames when she opened her eyes. Instead she found Caleb's loving smile. "It's done, princess. A common fox and a royal wolf. I never thought I'd live to see the day." He kissed her lips, a delicate brush of affection.
Delia felt complete, as if fate had led her to meet these three men. She had no reservations, only anticipation for what was to come.
"I can smell your honey from here, little wolf. How about we consummate this new relationship before heading inside to face the music?" Alexander's cock was proud, a virile arrow protruding from his body. The sight aroused her, made her pussy swell in preparation. These shifters were always ready. They'd only had relations an hour ago, but here they were raring to go again. The moon ensured that their priority was sex and more sex when it was at its fullest.
She rose to her feet, wanting Caleb to have the time he needed for her blood to take affect and heal him fully. The needy, seductive look in Alexander's eyes drew her to him. He was the male she needed to bond with the most. She had a strong history with Ulric and had quickly fallen in love with her computer whiz. Alexander was new to her, but no less her life mate than the other men. She didn’t need a jade trinket to tell her that. He was wolf, a mate her she-wolf approved of.
"You're not obligated to be my mate, Alexander. I've already broken all the rules. For all I know, my mother will banish us. So if you're with me for glory, you'll be disappointed."
"I think you dropped this." He fastened the wolf necklace around her neck, and then hooked her around the waist, pulling her flush to his body. His cock prodded her stomach. The wolf was taller than she'd realized, his chest and abs ripped to perfection. He whispered against her ear, "I've already done what I can to honor my mother. If I were to choose a mate for myself, I would still be drawn to you. Your wolf was magnificent out there. You're a woman I'm proud to call my mate, my lover."
"I can be a pain in the ass."
"I'm sure the three of us can handle you. In fact, I'd be bored to tears if you were a good little princess."
"I don't think any of us Demori sisters are what you'd consider good girls."
He leaned down and kissed her, a sensual exploration. She could taste the wolf, sense its power and self-assurance.
Ulric's palmed her ass from behind. "Sugar and spice is highly overrated," he said against her neck in between peppering kisses. "The girl I remember, the one I fell in love with, took life by the horns and didn't worry about getting dirty. I would have been disappointed if you'd turned out like your mother."
She wanted to scream out her thanks to the night sky, to whatever higher power was responsible for bringing Ulric, Caleb, and Alexander into her life.
Her happiness mingling with her heightened hormones made her dizzy with desire. She craved the attention of her mates, the untiring fucking she knew each was capable of. "My wolf is clawing inside me," she confessed.
"Is she hungry for cock?" asked Ulric. He was the one she'd fantasized about tasting. Would she even be able to swallow him without choking? It was a test she was eager to conduct.
Delia dropped to her knees in front of him, zeroing in on his stiff erection. She licked his balls, gently sucking one into her mouth at a time, earning her a blissful groan. Then she lapped his full length from root to tip before sucking on the broad head. It was the most natural thing in the world to do. She could steal even the great bear shifter's power just by taking him in her mouth. Her sisters' must have learned this secret long before her—males were easily controlled by their cocks.
Alexander took up residence behind her. He was on his knees, her legs safely tucked between his. As she sucked Ulric, he rubbed her nipples between his fingers, bringing her pleasure up another level. Then she felt the rigid line of his dick as he scissored it between her folds. He used the moisture he collected to push into her ass. She hadn't expected it and clenched down instinctively. "Oh gods, Delia. You're tight." He continued to spear her ass in a slow, measured entry. She was so consumed by her lust and the strength of the moon that she barely noticed the discomfort this time. This new position allowed him to penetrate her deeper with more control. He fucked her up the ass in long, full thrusts. She was tingling on the surface while a volcano built in her core. It was difficult to stay latched on Ulric's dick with Alexander continuously rocking her body as he pummeled her.
"Delia."
She opened her eyes and released her hold on Ulric. Caleb stood near her, his body strong and healed, his own cock magnificent and rigid. "Caleb," she said breathlessly.
"Have you ever shared a woman before?" Ulric asked him.
He shook his head. Delia wasn't about to tell her other lovers of Caleb's inexperience. She loved him, and wanted the two men, already friends, to acknowledge the new addition to their little pack.
"You're in for a treat then, fox. Lie down so Delia can straddle you. It'll feel different with a second cock sharing her body. I doubt you'll last long."
Caleb lowered himself to the ground. "Just because I'm a fox doesn't mean I don't have self control. If Delia wishes it, I can go all night long."
Alexander and Ulric laughed, a sound of approval and acceptance. Once Caleb was flat on his back, the wolf, still penetrating her rear, shuffled them forward. She straddled Caleb, leaning over his chest to kiss him. A thousand kisses would never be enough to transmit the affection she felt for him. He'd come looking for her, fought for her, loved her.
Once she was in position she bore down on Caleb's erection. It squeezed in tight, fighting for space with Alexander's cock. The fullness itself brought her relief. She took a deep breath, savoring the sweet scent of pine and earth. Being outdoors brought her back to her roots. She felt free, strong, and finally found a place for herself in the world. This was her pack now and she'd do everything in her power to keep it intact.
Alexander and Caleb worked well together, pistoning in and out of her body as a team. The constant pressure and friction brought her quickly to a precipice. She hovered there in a constant state of perfection as long as she could hold off. Once Alexander began to growl, his fingers biting into her hips, she almost lost it. Delia cried out into the night, calling for Ulric. She wanted all her males to bond with her together, sealing their connection.
His cock was still obscenely engorged. He'd been stroking himself as he watched which she didn't find fair. She planned to finish what she started with him. Once he was close enough, she braced herself on his strong thigh and opened for his cock. He gladly fed it to her, supporting her head as the other men worked her body without faltering. Ulric tasted salty and earthy. As her orgasm drew nearer, she sucked more vigorously, earning her growls deep in his chest.
She wondered if the Royal Elite were watching from the shadows. If they were she didn't care. She was protected, claimed, and if somehow her mother's guards overpowered her, she had no doubt Alexander, Ulric, and Caleb would come to her rescue.
As if a switch was flipped inside her, her orgasm was released. It was powerful, surprising her with strong contractions. She milked both cocks so tight that the men groaned and fucked her faster, soon filling her with their seed. Ulric pumped the base of his cock rapidly as she suckled the head. He pulled her hair back sharply as he released down her throat, healthy sprays of ejaculate nearly making her choke.
Alexander slipped away, dropping to his back. Delia fell to the side in the crook of Caleb's arm. Together, they all watched the moon, in quiet reflection, as it slowly crossed the sky. There wasn't too much night left, and soon they'd have to head inside and deal with the aftermath of their choices.
Would Ulric lose his position as Royal Elite? She knew they weren't allowed to take mates,
but had to devote their lives to the monarchy. Another cruel law imposed by the royals. It was unjust to deny a male shifter the right to find a mate, to procreate. Alexander was only following his calling, so couldn't be faulted for mating with Delia. Of course, her mother would have a conniption when she found out one of her new sons was a fox. Whatever. The queen could take them or leave them. Their bond was secure and neither heaven nor hell could separate them now.
****
Alexander knew the queen well. They'd shared every meal together for years as they waited for Delia and her sisters to return. She wasn't a cruel woman, just set in her ways, determined to maintain the heritage passed down through the generations.
He considered what Delia had asked him before. Did he think fate had intervened somewhere along the way? Yes. He had been ready for a loveless mating, one of duty and honor, but nothing he would want to raise a family around. His own parents had been hard-working, dedicated wolf shifters. They raised him and his siblings with a strong hand but also an unconditional love he still remembered fondly. Alexander wanted that for his own children. He wanted a mating filled with love, laughter, and happy memories. The thought of living in that stifling castle with a wife he didn't love or care about was not one he wanted to entertain.
Caleb was the most worried as they walked through the stone tunnels. And so he should be. A fox had never been mated to a royal wolf shifter. If Alexander knew the queen at all, she would be less than impressed. But Delia bore the love bite, so there was no refuting their mating. It was legal, binding, and eternal.
Alexander felt excited. Change was on the horizon. He had a mate with character and fire after such a long wait. She was a beauty, one he planned to love and spoil as any good mate should. He no longer had to worry about a lonely future, growing old alone and unwanted. Not only had his bride returned, but Ulric and Caleb were her chosen others. Ulric was his best friend, a man who had been a lost cause since he'd known him. Caleb was young, full of optimism and positive energy. Their pack would thrive—grow in love and affection from this day onward.
They dressed in one of the private rooms. The rookie guards often destroyed their clothing on night shifts before thinking, so there was a wardrobe room off the maze of tunnels leading to the interior of the castle.
"Ready?" asked Alexander.
"I was. I came here with every intention of speaking my mind, knowing they could be my last words." She paused. "But things are different now. I didn't have anything to live for. Now I do."
"Everything will be fine, Delia." Ulric tucked her against his side and kissed the top of her head. "I'll be right beside you."
She turned to face him. "That's just it, Ulric. You'll lose your job. Not just any job, either. Do you realize how many shifters would kill to be in your shoes?"
"Look, it's a done deal, princess. You're mine and if I'm banished, so be it. The only reason I applied for the job was to be closer to you."
Alexander threw up his hands. "All these years and you're crushing over my bride? This wasn't something you think you should have mentioned?"
"What would be the point? I wasn't approved, you were. I'd rather my friend have her than a complete stranger—"
"Well, now you all have me. Come on, let's get this nightmare over with."
They head back into the cool tunnels. They were only halfway to the secret entrance when the main power boomed on, returning emergency lighting to the stony path.
Caleb held her hand as they walked. The love in his eyes for the princess was clear as the moon. "You won't have to keep away from your sisters anymore, Delia. Everything will be in the open. No more hiding."
She nodded, but he could feel her unease.
Once they entered the castle, they were flanked by the Royal Elite. "Let us pass," ordered Ulric.
"You're a traitor now. No one is permitted to enter except the last princess."
"Fuck you, Ronan! How long have we known each other? Do you really think I'm a threat to the queen?"
The guard exhaled, his stance softening. "Rules are rules. I should be taking you three to the cells, so consider yourself lucky." He held out his arm and motioned for Delia to pass. "Princess, if you'd come with me."
Alexander knew in that moment it wasn't just fate that connected him to the beautiful she-wolf. It was new love. The thought of never seeing her again, of her being harmed, or of the queen ordering her to marry three new males made his fangs poke at his gumline. He wanted to fight for Delia, to keep her close where he could keep her safe.
****
She didn't want to go without her mates. Not only was she afraid to face her mother, but more afraid for what they may do to her men when she wasn't looking. Delia didn't fear pain or reprimand, only the possibility that the queen could separate her from her mates or punish them in revenge.
"What will happen to Ulric?" she asked the guard as they walked down the long hallways.
"He'll be punished."
She stopped dead in her tracks. "Punished for what? For following his heart?"
"You know very well the Elite aren't permitted to mate. He broke the rules, and the queen likes order."
They continued to walk. "So I suppose you never plan to have a woman of your own, then?"
He shook his head.
It wasn’t natural. This guard was tall with hair as black as her own. From the scent of him, she guessed he was a tiger. How did he handle the full moon when his kitty wanted to come out and play?
They arrived at the sunroom, the one she used to play in as a child. Her mother rose to her feet immediately, briefly closing her eyes as if she may faint. "Delia!" She rushed over, waving the guards away. "Leave us."
Her mother reached her arms out to hug her, but stopped midway when she noted her love bites. "Mated? You actually went through with it?"
"Yes. It's done."
"Come. Sit."
They proceeded to the small wrought iron table by the glass wall which looked across the grounds, acres of fields and forest, an island in an ever growing town.
"You know, I came here to tear down the palace. I was going to destroy everything you loved."
The queen nodded, taking a sip of the hot tea on the table.
"You took my sisters from me. We were on the run for years, living like dogs just to avoid being forced to mate who you declared fit."
"Delia, I never told you to leave, and I never took your sisters from you."
"So this is all my fault?"
She reached across the table and beckoned for Delia's hand. When her mother touched her, holding her hand between two of hers, Delia felt tears prick at the backs of her eyes. Why?
"I was young once, too." She smiled. "I can bore you with talk of our royal legacy and the great responsibility entrusted to us, but you already know the stories. When the three of you left, you took my heart with you. I tried to get you back, sending my best men to hunt you down and bring you home. But you girls were stealthier than I expected. Why didn't you at least call?"
"I was running for the sake of Carna and Freya. I wouldn't have them forced into a loveless marriage like you and our fathers. They had the right to know what love and freedom was."
"Sweet Delia, you always were my most difficult child, always running wild with that bear shifter from town. I spent half my day chasing you down and thinking up new punishments to get you to behave like your sisters."
"Did they work?"
Her mother laughed. "No. I suppose I should have expected no less from you when you came of age. Our system has worked for hundreds of years. Just because I'm not in love with my mates, doesn't mean you wouldn't be. Your grandmother was in an arranged marriage and loved our fathers until the day she died."
"But that should be up to us."
"It's too late now, darling. You've all gone and chosen your futures. There's nothing I can do about that now. But I want to ask one thing of you."
"What?"
"Come home."
Epilogue
"So tell me again why this is a good idea?" asked Caleb. He wasn't convinced that living in the royal palace was a positive thing. Not that it was a bad, just unexpected. Since moving to the palace things had been in an uproar. Times were changing and the queen was finally realizing that change wasn't always a horrible thing. Although life was coming together for the royals, there was trouble lurking in the shadows. The fox shifter, who was certainly no relation to Caleb, warned of a threat to the royals during his interrogation. The Royal Elite would be needed more than ever after so many years of peace. They now had the freedom to mate if they chose, thanks to Ulric and the princess, but many decided to maintain the old code.
Caleb was ready for the future and whatever it dished out. He had no personal items besides his laptop and the clothes on his back, and Ulric only had a thread-bare sofa and cardboard boxes for dressers at his little apartment. So moving in wasn't a difficult task. It was getting used to the idea of not struggling, not working shitty or illegal internet jobs just to put food on the table. Caleb wasn't sure he'd ever get used to being mated to the most beautiful woman alive.
"Because I worked things out with my mother, and my sisters have agreed to move back home."
"Right. Great. So that's four and three…so seven more alpha males living under our roof." Delia pulled him by the collar of his shirt and kissed him on the mouth.
"They're mated to my sisters. You have nothing to worry about, fox. I love you, not them."
The big, white moving trucks pulled up out front. Ulric and Alexander were already outside to meet them and help them carry furniture into the house. Delia's sisters had both mated well-off men and the four large trucks carting their possessions proved that.
Delia had been quiet all day. They'd been at the palace for six weeks. This was the first day she wasn't acting like herself. He knew she was anxious about seeing her sisters again after so long.
"You gonna be okay?" he asked.
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