by Zoey Marcel
“Take your robe off,” Jack ordered.
Morrigan squirmed but complied. She felt relieved when they entered Jack’s room again and closed the door, but her false sense of security was swiftly chased away when she saw the stern look on his face.
“Place your hands on the foot of the bed and spread your feet apart.”
“What are you going to do?” She squealed when he whacked her fanny.
“Don’t question me, Morrigan, just obey me.”
She did as he commanded, becoming nervous when he stood behind her and trailed his fingers gently over her rump. The barely there contact felt exquisite, but having someone this close to her rear end made her uneasy.
“Have you ever had anal sex?”
“Oh god, no!” She yelped when he slapped her butt for moving.
“Stay where you are. A simple no would have sufficed. Mark is an ass man. He loves perky apple bottoms like yours. Moreover, he likes to fuck them. Don’t you want to please your mate, Morrigan?”
She gasped when Jack massaged her anus with his thumb. She squeezed the hole as tight as she could to keep his threatening digit out.
“Relax.” He spanked each butt cheek until she relaxed her posterior muscles. “I like fucking tight, pretty asses, too, pumpkin. I’m going to screw yours and so is Mark.”
She gaped when she felt his thumb press harder until it sank into her ass up to his knuckle. Her breathing became erratic as the invasive finger twirled without remorse in her forbidden passage, exploring her virgin depths.
“Don’t you want to make your mates happy, Morrigan?” He whispered in a heated murmur, only inches from her ear, “We would never deny you anything. Don’t deny us your lovely ass. Accept us.”
Morrigan gasped when his thumb sank in completely. She tried not to clench on it, but the sensation was new and awkward, though it felt strangely erotic at the same time.
“I’m going to spank you now. Do you know why?”
“You like causing pain?”
His tone betrayed a smile. “Besides that. What did you do?”
“I walked in on you without permission.” She jolted and yelped when he struck her backside.
“What else?”
“I put a robe on when you wanted me to be naked.” She choked on a cry of pain as the spanking became more aggressive.
“Do you deserve this?”
“Yeah.”
“Say it.” Jack slapped her buns harder.
“I deserve to be spanked.”
“I’m going to give you ten and I want you to count them out after each one. Do you understand?”
“Yes. Ow! Master.”
“That’s better. Mark, take your clothes off.”
Mark looked all too eager to oblige as he quickly stripped to reveal his cut, tantalizing body.
Jack spanked her. “Start counting, slave.”
“One, two.” Morrigan tried not to cry out in pain, but the burning fire on her buttocks and the vicious, lingering sting made it impossible to do otherwise. She counted each strike, feeling the hot, punishing effects of each.
Jack reached for his cell phone and snapped a picture of her bright-red ass.
Mark grinned. “I see you texting over there. Who the hell are you sending that to?”
He smiled darkly. “Quinn and Damon.”
Morrigan became outraged. “No, you can’t! They can’t see me like this!”
“They already have. Everyone appreciates a nice piece of ass.”
“You unthinkable bastard! Oh, no! Go away! Ow!”
Jack spanked her raw buns. “Would an unthinkable bastard lube and prepare you with a butt plug before penetrating you? Or would he simply fuck you and be done with it?”
“You’re wonderful,” she offered as a truce.
“Yes, I am wonderful. Say it.”
“You are wonderful.”
“Say it again.”
“You’re wonderful.” She winced when he smacked her ass.
“That’s better. Never forget how wonderful I really am, bitch.”
She almost laughed but smothered it to keep from being disciplined.
Mark smiled when he caught her stifling laughter, but he didn’t rat her out. He was a good one.
“Now, I’m going to prepare your luscious ass for abuse.” Jack grinned at her apprehensive gaze over her shoulder. “Did I say abuse? How clumsy of me. I meant use. While I do, you will rub Mark’s prostate and jerk him off. Lie down across the bed on your stomach facing him.”
She obeyed. “Where is his prostate located?”
“Where every man’s prostate is located, doll.”
“Where might that be?”
Jack smiled. “It’s in his ass.”
Her eyes bugged out and she was speechless.
“Oh, don’t tell me you’ve never played with a man’s ass before?”
“No.”
“I’ve never had my ass played with,” Mark said cautiously.
Jack wore an evil smile. “I’m not surprised.”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
“Nothing, it’s just you strike me as the sort of man who thinks letting someone, even a woman, have fun with his ass makes him gay.”
He blushed. “No, it’s just weird.”
“Turn around and tell her where it is.”
Mark turned around with his back to her. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”
“Yes, she does,” Jack countered.
Morrigan snickered. “Thanks, Jack.”
“Anytime, darling. Tell her, Mark.”
“It’s you know…up there.”
Jack chuckled. “You don’t know where it is, do you?”
“I know what it is and that it’s back there somewhere. I just don’t know where exactly. I never really needed to,” Mark said defensively.
“You’re missing out.” Jack lay across the bed on his stomach next to Morrigan. “Slick your fingers with this lube first so it’s more comfortable for him and then I’ll show you where it is.”
Mark freaked and spun around. “Whoa, wait a minute! What do you mean you’ll show her?”
She noticed the way Jack’s eyes momentarily touched Mark’s erect penis and the way his nostrils flared when he took a deep breath as if inhaling the man’s personal scent with pleasure.
“I’m just going to guide her to it, that’s all. I’m not going to make gay sex with you,” Jack sassed. His tone suggested humor, but his eyes conveyed annoyance and perhaps disappointment.
“Please, Mark,” Morrigan pleaded, taking his manly hand. “I want to make you happy, but I need Jack’s help.”
Mark turned his back to them again. “Fine, but make it quick, Jack.”
He grinned. “Oh, it will be, mate.”
They each slicked a finger and slipped them into Mark’s anus. He flinched, trying to be still. “Well, this is…different.”
“It gets better,” Jack promised. “Follow my finger, Morrigan.”
She followed his long, thick finger deeper into the dark, virgin chamber until they found the small, walnut-size gland inside of him.
Mark came up on his toes for a second. “Holy crap!”
Jack grinned. “That’s it. Rub it gently. You can add pressure the longer you go if he doesn’t mind. Try different things on it to see what he likes.”
Morrigan found the rubbery ball intriguing and rather fun to play with, though Mark’s moans and muffled curses seemed to suggest he was enjoying this even more. It amused her how Jack kept his finger in there with hers and massaged his prostate boldly as she was doing. Either Mark didn’t realize he was still in there, or he was reveling in too much bliss to care.
She slid her hand around him to grope his cock, smiling when he went ballistic with pleasure. “Does it feel good?”
“Oh, hell yes, it feels amazing!”
Jack looked pleased by his response and gently rubbed his perineum to enhance the experience.
Mark groaned, occasionally pumping into Morrigan’s hand slowly while she worked his dick. “Don’t stop. I’m so close.”
She planted a loving kiss on his taut butt cheek, aroused by the way he clenched the muscles with his building orgasm.
Jack discreetly reached farther between his legs to cup his balls. Mark whimpered with tormented pleasure as he rolled and massaged them while Morrigan stroked his prick. Jack squeezed his testes gently and pulled them lightly away from his body before rolling them upward again.
Mark let out an impassioned cry as his body tensed. “Oh god, I’m coming!”
Her hand lowered to play with his nuts while Jack’s palm wrapped around Mark’s erection and pumped him to ejaculation. Mark bellowed his release and his ass clamped down on their devoted fingers while he came long and hard all over his belly and the carpet. As he stood there shaking and shivering with lust in the aftermath, they quietly removed their fingers from his rectum.
Morrigan brushed Mark’s leg affectionately and was touched at the way Jack ran his fingers lightly over Mark’s ass in silent awe. His expression seemed tender, deep, and appreciative. It was a look that was far too powerful to be given to a one-night stand. He got up and she caught him licking the cum off his hand, but he grabbed a tissue and wiped up the rest once Mark turned around.
“Was it great?” she asked.
“It was incredible,” Mark said breathlessly. His hands and knees were shaking as he reached for his clothes. “When I’m dressed I’ll give you a treat.”
“I think I know what you have in mind.” Jack smiled and turned to her. “Have you ever been eaten out?”
“We ate out last night. You don’t have to buy dinner again. I’ll cook.”
The men chuckled at this.
“Aw, you’re so cute and innocent,” Mark cooed. “Eating a woman out is giving her oral sex.”
She blushed. “Oh, I see. No, I haven’t done that.”
He was dressed now. “Well, that’s just not right. You have a fine pussy and I’ll bet it’s tasty.”
Her face burned. “I doubt it tastes like cake.”
He grinned. “Cake isn’t the only good thing to eat, baby girl. You should stand up while I lick you. I think Jack wants to put that butt plug in you.”
Morrigan stood, squeezing her bottom in apprehension as she approached him. She sighed with contentment when he kissed the apex of her thighs. His eyes closed as he nuzzled her fuzzy mons and gently tugged her pubic hair with his teeth. She squealed and giggled at the playful gesture, adoring the good-looking man grinning up at her.
“This is no laughing matter,” he jokingly scolded.
“I’m sorry. It’s just cute and funny.”
He spread her labia and traced the edges with his soft, wet tongue. Her breath caught at the delicate oral attention on her most private flesh.
“Is this cute?”
“No.” She moaned when he dragged his tongue through her moist slit.
“Are you laughing now?” he murmured hotly as he pierced a finger up her vagina.
She rode up on her toes for a moment at the initial penetration. “No.”
“What about now?” he whispered, just before his tongue flicked against her clitoris.
A sharp cry wrung from her throat at the illicit contact. His tongue felt like liquid velvet bathing her privates in a sea of sinful ecstasy. She pressed her pussy harder against his face as the sensations became stronger.
Jack knelt behind her and split her ass cheeks apart. A second later two cold, slick digits speared her anus.
“Jack, what are you doing?” She shrieked and struggled, but they held her in place.
“Just stretching and lubing you, doll. I’m going to stick a plug up your ass. You’re welcome.”
Morrigan became torn between the sweet heaven being lavished on her cunt and the awkward, uncomfortable, and somewhat painful invasion in her ass. The pain and discomfort kept her climax at bay at first, but the intimate licking and sucking on her sex was an ample distraction from the breech in her fanny.
“Come all over my tongue,” Mark whispered.
“Won’t that be unpleasant for you?”
Jack smirked as he massaged and scissored his fingers in her ass. “Clearly you don’t understand what you do to us. Let him taste you, Morrigan. Just relax and let it come.”
She couldn’t have prevented her orgasm even if she had been crazy enough to want to. His finger thrust in her vagina and his tongue paid homage to her dripping folds and throbbing clit. Even Jack’s fingers in her backdoor suddenly became enticing as the end drew near.
“Oh, it’s so good!” She wailed as she lost control to her mates. Sexual pleasure bombarded every curve and cell of her being as she convulsed against her devoted men. A storm of hot and cold plagued her helpless body as she succumbed to the ravaging pleasures of the flesh. Her release spilled warm and wet into Mark’s awaiting mouth and he lapped up her juices eagerly and licked her clean.
“Push out while I insert this, pumpkin,” Jack told her.
She relaxed her sphincter muscles and pushed out when she felt the tapered end of something prodding at her rear entry, seeking access. It wouldn’t be denied as it slowly worked its way into her vulnerable bottom, sending a dark, wicked fire burning through her innocent passage. “Why is it so big?”
“This is a small one for beginners. We can use a larger one when you’re ready.”
“Oh dear, they come bigger than this?”
“Oh yes, you should see the size of some of them.”
She tried to steady her breathing once the plug was fully situated inside her. It felt long and invasive, like a cock, she imagined. She had seen their erections. They were much larger than this felt. How would she ever manage anal sex with them?
“Squeeze your ass,” Jack encouraged.
She clenched her nether muscles and gasped at the fullness in her rectum. She couldn’t contract fully with the plug in there. It was awkward, yet astoundingly delicious. “It’s so big and full.”
He hovered near her ear. “Imagine how much better it will be with a cock up there—one of us in your pussy and the other in your ass.”
She mewled when he slipped a finger in her snatch and thrust slowly like a penis. She felt his finger rub against the plug. They were separated only by a thin membrane.
“You’ll be able to feel us rubbing against each other inside of you, with only that thin piece of skin separating our cocks from touching. Mm, that’s making you cream.”
She was embarrassed by her deviance, but her greedy twat oozed its approval all over Jack’s inserted finger.
“You’ll be sandwiched between our hard, masculine bodies. All three of us writhing and sweating beneath the sheets. My balls will rub against Mark’s inadvertently while we pound into you. Six legs tangled together like a depraved pretzel. You want it, don’t you, darling?”
“Yes,” she practically sobbed.
Even Mark looked turned on by the scandalous description of debauchery.
Jack nibbled on her earlobe. “Too bad Mark doesn’t want it.”
“Oh please, Mark. Can we do it once my booty is bigger?”
Mark smiled. “Your ass won’t get bigger. The hole will just be stretched.”
“You know what I meant. I’m not ready for a threesome yet anyway, but eventually it might be fun.”
“They are fun. I’ll agree to it if Jack swears to me he isn’t bi.”
Jack hesitated. “I can promise you that you won’t turn gay from the encounter and I won’t turn bi from it, either.”
Mark studied him for a moment in silence. “All right, when she’s ready, we can do it.”
“Thank you, guys.” She hugged him, “And thanks for the oral. It felt so good.”
* * * *
Morrigan wondered why the guys never ate together at the table or even in the same room as each other during meal times. When she finally convinced them to, she was appalled wh
en it turned into a feeding frenzy that closely resembled a brawl between…well, wolves in the wild.
Jack was top dog, but Mark and Quinn had no problem fighting for choice muffins, chicken and so on. Poor Damon sat on the sidelines to wait his turn since he was the omega, but whenever the bickering between the others became serious and they looked like they would shift, he ran in like a court jester to humor them and break up the tension between them.
Morrigan approached him. “Is this why you guys never eat together?”
Damon smiled. “It was never like this when it was just Quinn and me. We ate together and shared. Ever since Jack came in, things have been different.”
“Why? I know you guys are werewolves, but that doesn’t mean you have to eat like they do in the wild.”
“Jack isn’t like the rest of us. He’s more animal than human.”
“I’ll get you some food, you poor thing.”
He tugged her arm. “No, don’t. That’s not how it works. Quinn will bring me something when they’re done. He always saves me the good stuff he gets.”
“That’s sweet, but there has to be some way we can all eat together like civilized human beings.”
“Not with Jack in the picture.”
“Yes, even with him in the picture. You guys are family…sort of. I’ll see what I can do.”
“I don’t think that’s such a good idea. He’s the alpha and what are you? I don’t even think your rank has been established yet. You can’t stand up to him. You can probably eat with them since you’re not the omega, just be careful.”
“I’ll talk to him when he isn’t feeding like a beast.”
“Okay, but nobody tells Jack to do anything. If you want him to go for it, you have to make him think it was his idea. Tell him how important it is to you and make him feel like he’s doing you a favor. Telling him how great he is doesn’t hurt, either.”
* * * *
Morrigan suggested they go back to their solitary feeding schedules, but on Christmas Eve she prepared a scrumptious feast and was determined they all eat together like sophisticated human beings.
When Jack saw the enormous roasted turkey, his eyes became crazy and he was about to lunge for it. “Mine.”
