Sugar Creek 4: Prim's Silver Wolves (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Becca Van

  Finally, they were home and he carried her inside, straight to the master bedroom, which had the largest bed in the place. Palmer had been using it alone for a long time, but from now on, they were all going to be sleeping in that oversized bed with their mate unless she said otherwise. There was no way in hell he was sleeping without Prim close by. He needed to touch her and hold her for the rest of his life.

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  Primrose sighed and rolled onto her side as she snuggled into the hard pillow. She shifted her head and tried to find a more comfortable position, but her pillow wouldn’t give. As her senses became more alert as she woke up, she frowned when she realized that the birds twittering outside her window sounded really loud. It was as if their voices were being amplified by a microphone, or megaphone, or something. And now that she was concentrating, she could hear Ed and Palmer talking and it sounded like they were standing right next to her, but she knew they weren’t because she would have felt their presence if they were.

  She opened her eyes and blinked to clear the sleep haze from them, and when she shifted her legs, her shins brushed against warm, lightly haired legs. She turned her head and looked up to see Barrett lying beside her with his head propped up on his hand, staring down at her.

  “Hey baby, how are you feeling?”

  “Good,” she answered, and sighed again as she stretched out cramped muscles. Now that she thought about her answer, she comprehended that she felt way better than good. Her body was finally awake and even though she was horny beyond reason, she felt so energetic that she could run for hours.

  “Where are we?” she asked, as she pushed herself up into a sitting position with her back resting against the headboard and looked around.

  “In our home. Are you hungry, Prim?”

  Primrose chuckled when her stomach took that moment to growl loudly, and Barrett smiled before leaning over and kissing her reverently on the lips.

  “I’m so glad you’re okay.” Barrett sat up, lifted her by the waist, and plonked her down onto his lap.

  “Why wouldn’t I…Oh shit, Edison!” Flashes of Ed being shot, and then standing in front of Richard Shivers with a gun poking her hard in the stomach, shot through her mind. She pushed against Barrett and scrambled from the bed, stumbling in her haste to get to her other mate.

  “Primrose, stop!” Barrett snagged an arm around her waist and pulled her back against his front, and it was only then that she recognized she was naked. “Ed’s fine, baby. It’s you that we’ve been worried about.”

  Prim froze in his arms, and that’s when she felt the strength coursing through her body. Barrett’s musky, piney scent seemed stronger than ever before, and his aroma sent liquid heat traveling through her blood stream. Her body heated, softened and wept, and her nipples hardened, but the itchy feeling they told her was a symptom from the mating heat was so much more. She felt like there was something crawling beneath her skin and pacing deep down inside her.

  Prim looked up when Ed and Palmer strode into the bedroom and as they moved closer, all thoughts of food faded away. She licked her lips and eyed their muscular bodies over, as their muscles flexed and rippled as they moved.

  “Why were you worried about me?” she asked in a voice deeper and huskier with desire, and then she closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. A low, rumbling growl formed in her chest and then emitted from her mouth. Her eyes snapped open and she looked into Palmer’s blue eyes and began to worry.

  “Easy, sugar. You’re fine,” Palmer said in a deep, sexy, calm voice that had her libido ratcheting up another notch.

  “What’s happening to me? Why is everything so loud? Why is your mating musk stronger? Why does it feel like there’s something inside me?” As soon as those last words left her mouth, Prim covered her mouth with her hand. She remembered the searing pain as a bullet pierced her chest after the rifle went flying to the ground and had gone off. The pain had been so bad, the blackness had engulfed her quickly, especially when she’d been struggling to breathe.

  Ed moved up to her side and caressed a hand over her shoulder and down over her arm. “Take a deep breath, honey. Everything will be all right.”

  Prim drew in a breath and exhaled slowly. Some of the tension eased from her taut muscles and her racing heart slowed a little.

  “You were shot by accident, sugar,” Palmer began to explain.

  “You were bleeding out, baby, and we had no choice if we wanted to save you.” Barrett hugged her tighter and kissed her neck.

  “I’m a—I’m a—ˮ

  “We had to give you our blood to keep you alive, honey. We changed you into a werewolf,” Edison said calmly.

  The breath left her lungs in a whoosh and she stared at Ed and Palmer, immobile with shock. It wasn’t until dark pinpricks formed before her eyes that she realized she wasn’t breathing and finally managed to gasp in a deep breath.

  Primrose didn’t abhor the thought of being a werewolf, but being told that she now had a wolf living inside her was a shock. However, as she slowly accepted the change to her body and DNA, she was glad that she was alive and well. She loved her mates so much and didn’t even want to think about not ever being with them.

  She felt Barrett’s muscles tense and when she looked at Palmer and Ed again, she realized that they were also taut with stress. Palmer had his hands curled into fists, and the muscle in Ed’s jaw ticked as he ground his teeth together. She decided it was high time to relieve her mates’ anxiety.

  “I’m glad,” she said in a firm voice, full of conviction. “I was nowhere near ready to die.”

  “Oh, thank God,” Barrett sighed, his breath caressing her ear, causing her to shiver and goose bumps to race all over her skin.

  “Are you sure you’re really okay with this, sugar?” Palmer asked.

  Prim reached up, cupped his cheek, and smiled. “Yes, I am.”

  “We’ll help you adjust, honey.” Ed pressed his forehead to the side of her head and kissed her ear.

  “I know you will.” She grabbed hold of his hand and squeezed.

  “Why don’t you go and take a shower, baby? We’ll make you some food and talk while we eat.” Barrett kissed the back of her neck before releasing her. He then placed his hands onto her shoulders, turned her toward the bathroom, gave her a little push, and slapped her bare ass as she walked away.

  Primrose turned to look at them over her shoulder, gave them a saucy smile as she wiggled her hips, and then laughed with glee as their eyes changed from blue to a deep, smoldering, glowing gold. She hurried into the bathroom and after using the facilities, she washed her hands and stared at herself in the mirror. She gasped when she saw that her eyes were changing from their normal color to gold and back again, and scratched at her arms when the crawly feeling rippled under her skin. When she noticed the red marks on her arms from her nails, she stopped scratching, and turned away from the mirror and got into the shower.

  The whole time she bathed, dried off, and got dressed into the clean clothes Barrett had pointed out in the dresser before leaving, she thought about her mates. And the more she thought about them, the hornier she got, until she felt like she was going to self-combust.

  Prim hurried out to the kitchen and glared at her men as they turned around to face her with smiles on their faces. Those smiles seemed to rile her up even more and when she spoke, her voice came out low and garbled and frightened her.

  “What’s happening to me? Why do I feel this way?” She started scratching at her arms again, only to have Palmer step forward and take her wrist in his hands.

  “We forgot to explain something to you, sugar.” Palmer sighed and glanced at his brothers. “I’m really sorry for the oversight, but because we grew up as werewolves, we take things for granted.”

  “We told you about the mating heat. Right?” Ed asked as he came up behind her and pressed his front into her back. Prim’s lust intensified even more, so much so that if Palmer wasn’t holding her wrists, she would have started teari
ng her clothes off. It took her a moment for her brain to process what Ed had said, and she finally managed to answer him, albeit breathlessly.

  “Yes.”

  “What we forgot to tell you, baby, was that the mating heat only kicks in when the female is ovulating. And now that you’re a werewolf, it will be much worse.” Barrett took one of her hands from Palmer’s and laced their fingers together.

  “How do I stop it? I’m so fucking horny I can’t stand it.”

  Palmer released her wrist, cupped her face, and stared deeply into her eyes. “Then we’ll fuck you until you can’t walk.” His voice came out low and gravelly as his eyes changed from blue to gold.

  “Yes. Now!” Primrose growled. “Right now!”

  Chapter Twelve

  Primrose tugged her hands free, gripped the hem of her shirt, and whipped it up over her head. Her unfettered breasts jiggled as she tugged the button on her jeans open and lowered the zipper, but she didn’t get to push them or her panties down her hips because her men were on her in an instant.

  Palmer wrapped an arm around her waist and hoisted her up onto the table. His lips smashed against hers as he started kissing her with a hunger that more than matched her own. His tongue slid and twirled around and against hers before moving all around the interior of her mouth, before meeting hers again. Hands tugged her slip-on shoes from her feet and then her jeans and panties were gone.

  She cried out when Barrett grasped her knees and shoved her legs apart before he dove down into her pussy. He licked and sucked all over her labial lips before his tongue shoved into her dripping hole. Ed latched onto one nipple, drawing on it lasciviously, all the while pinching and plucking at the other one with his thumb and finger.

  Prim gasped for air when Palmer broke their kiss, and moaned when he lapped and sucked his way down the side of her neck to his mating mark. His tongue laved that spot over and over again, turning her insides to liquid fire.

  When Barrett’s tongue slithered up through her folds, she mewled with need and then groaned with pleasure as he laved and flicked his tongue back and forth over her clit while rimming her pussy hole with a finger.

  The fire inside her was raging out of control and even though she loved having them touching her, eating her, and kissing her, it was nowhere near enough to quench the flames.

  “More. Please? God, I need more.”

  “Bedroom.” Palmer snarled his command and she cried out with frustration when they stopped pleasuring her, but her cry turned to a squeak when Barrett scooped her up into his arms and ran toward the bedroom.

  He placed her in the middle of the bed, got on with her, his body covering hers, and began kissing her. Their tongues glided and parried, rubbed and licked, until she was worried she would end up flying way too soon.

  He shifted to his knees, nudging her legs apart and then his cock plunged in hard and deep. He stroked his dick in and out of her for no more than five strokes, and then she went dizzy as he rolled her over fast. She ended up lying on top of him and shifted until her knees were beside his hips and her hands on his chest as she began to move up and down over his hard penis.

  “Slow down, baby. We’ve got all the time in the world.”

  “No,” Prim sobbed as she tried to wriggle her hips, but his grip on her pelvis was too firm and she couldn’t move enough to get any of that pleasurable friction to take away that ache deep down inside.

  “Easy, sugar,” Palmer whispered as he got onto the bed behind her and applied pressure between her shoulder blades, forcing her down onto Barrett. “We’ll take that ache away, Prim. Do you trust me, mate?”

  “Yes.”

  “Good.” Palmer caressed his hands over her ass cheeks and then he gripped them in his large hands and spread them. The cool air on her damp rosette was a tantalizing pleasure she would never have imagined, but when she felt his tongue lick over her pucker, she stiffened with shock.

  Ed stroked a hand over her head and hair as he got onto the bed beside her, and he leaned down and nibbled on her ear. “We are going to make love to you at the same time, honey. Nothing we do together is taboo, as long as we all like it. Do you like the way Palmer is licking your ass?”

  Even though she’d never experienced anything like that before and it had shocked her, she couldn’t tell a lie, because having her ass licked by one of her men was a huge aphrodisiac and sent the flames inside her leaping high. “Fuck yes.”

  Ed passed something to Palmer and she heard a slight pop right before Palmer spoke. “Take a deep breath for me, sugar, and stay nice and relaxed.”

  Prim didn’t know how she was supposed to relax when her insides were on fire with a ginormous, aching need that just seemed to grow hotter and hotter, but she kept that to herself and did as she was told. As she exhaled slowly, her breath stuttered and caught in her throat when Palmer rubbed cold, wet fingers over her asshole. She coughed and choked and Barrett rubbed a hand up and down her back while Ed tipped her chin up with a finger to look into her eyes.

  “Are you all right, honey?”

  “Yeah,” she gasped before covering her mouth and coughing one last time. “I was just shocked for a moment.” And then her eyes slid closed as Palmer caressed her ass again and again and again. Her internal muscles clenched, squeezing around Barrett’s thick, hard cock and coating him in her juices, but then she actually felt her pucker open up.

  “Yes, sugar, just like that,” Palmer crooned to her, and then he penetrated her. Having her ass filled as that thick finger worked its way in deep was one of the most deliciously dirty, carnal, exciting experiences of her life and she wanted, needed more.

  “Oh!” Prim gasped when one finger became two and two became three. By the time her ass was stretched wide open, she swore her pussy had more fluid in and leaking from it than a swimming pool.

  “Don’t move, Primrose, and try to keep those muscles loose while you breathe deeply.”

  Prim mewed when the head of Palmer’s cock rubbed over her entrance, and then a deep, guttural groan rumbled up from her chest and out of her mouth when his cock began to push into her rear.

  At first, the burning pain was intense, but as the tip of his cock popped through the tight muscles, he held still to give her body time to accommodate such a carnally erotic intrusion. As her body adjusted and stopped clenching, Palmer eased in further, and the more he entered her ass, the more her nerves lit up with wanton delight.

  Her pussy rippled around Barrett’s cock, and now that she was packed full of their dicks, the burning ache dispersed slightly, but not enough to take the edge off of the hot, itching ache.

  Barrett’s arm, which had been holding her down across her shoulders, moved, and then between him and Palmer, they pulled her to a sitting position. She moaned when the cocks in her ass and pussy pushed in further, and when something hot and wet tapped her cheek, she turned her head. Her eyes immediately lit onto Edison’s glistening cock, and she flicked her tongue out when he rubbed the tip of his dick over her lips. She hummed with delight at the sweet, salty flavor of his juices, and then without any warning, she sucked him in through her tight lips and took his dick into her mouth as far as she could.

  His deep, grumbling groan fired the synapses of her arousal even more, and she breathed through her nose and slid her mouth down even more over him until the corona touched the back of her throat.

  “Holy fucking hell,” Ed gasped. “Amazing. Your mouth is fucking heaven, honey.”

  Primrose hummed as she drew back up over his length, hollowing her cheeks out and suctioning on him with her lips as she did. He groaned and then she did, too, as Palmer withdrew his cock to the tip in her ass and slowly eased back in again. As he pushed in, Barrett pulled out of her pussy, counterthrusting with his brother as she started to get into a bobbing rhythm of advance and retreat over Ed’s delicious cock.

  With each pump of their hips, Palmer and Barrett cranked up the speed, strength, and depth of their stroking cocks, making her juices d
rip from her body and her insides spark even hotter. Primrose grabbed hold of Ed’s scrotum and gently squeezed his testes, but with care so she didn’t damage his precious jewels, and took him down into her throat before swallowing around him.

  “Oh yeah, honey. So fucking good,” Ed rasped as he grabbed hold of the hair at the back of her head and gave a slight tug, and as she drew back up over his length, he gave a small push as she engulfed him in her mouth again. That little bit of control he had over her turned her on big time, but she was also happy that he didn’t shove her down over him and make her gag. They shared control and what was happening, and her heart filled with love and joy. Her mates wanted to make her happy, and they were, and she was, and she knew she was where she was supposed to be.

  Barrett and Palmer’s bodies were now slapping against hers as they fucked her faster and harder together. No longer were they counterthrusting, but pushing into and retreating at the same time.

  The blaze intensified to a phenomenal conflagration she wasn’t sure she would survive. Her womb was aching from the copious amounts of cream dripping from her cunt. Her pussy walls were continually rippling along the length of Barrett’s cock, and the muscles in her ass flowed along Palmer’s dick in waves as he fucked her back entrance.

  And then her internal muscles swelled and undulated as they grew tauter and closer together, until they squeezed around their erections.

  “I’m coming, honey,” Ed rasped as she sucked him in deep.

  “Me, too,” Barrett groaned as he thrust into her pussy.

  “Yeah,” Palmer growled as he stroked into her ass.