Loved by the Pack: Wolf Shifter Menage (The Wolfpack Trilogy Book 3)

by Abby Weeks

  Logan walked toward her. She actually felt nervous as he approached. He was such a powerful creature. He’d done so much for her. She couldn’t believe he’d been tracking down her parents and finding out about Heath and Hunter when everyone had said he’d been looking for strippers. He didn’t care what anyone thought of him. All he cared about was what he thought of himself. That was the sign of a real man in Aisha’s mind.

  He came up to her, his strong, naked body just inches from hers. She sighed with desire. He pressed up against her and she had to lean against the cliff. He had her up against the wall, and he pressed his body against hers. He put his arms around her and felt the smoothness of her back. His hands dropped to her butt and he squeezed her cheeks gently. He was assessing her body, getting to know it, measuring it up. She felt as if she was being assessed by a man who was about to make a big purchase. It was thrilling. He was sizing her up, and she knew she was satisfying him. He was sold. He was going to take her.

  He crouched down so that his face was just in front of her pussy. Aisha held her breath. She didn’t know what he was going to do. What was he looking at? Was he getting to know her scent close up? She didn’t know. She felt utterly naked, utterly vulnerable, utterly on display to him.

  He brushed his lips against the lips of her pussy. She sighed in pleasure. She wanted to feel him inside her. She wanted him so desperately. She felt as if she’d been waiting her whole life for this moment.

  He kissed her, his mouth on her vagina, a gentle touch of his lips on her pussy. She pushed her pussy forward slightly, as if asking him to kiss her again. And he did. He put his lips more firmly on her pussy and let his tongue slide over her skin. Her pussy quivered with desire.

  “Oh God,” she whispered.

  “Turn around,” Logan said.

  She looked down at him. He wasn’t done inspecting her. She slowly rotated, letting him get a close-up view of her ass. He brushed his face against her cheeks, taking in her scent, getting to know every inch of her. He was so affectionate, so passionate and tender. It made her shudder with longing for him.

  She continued turning till she was facing him again. He rose up then and looked at her breasts. They were pert, her nipples erect with desire. She wanted him to suck her nipples, and she didn’t have to wait long. After gently fondling her, he put each of her nipples in his mouth and sucked on them gently.

  “Our pups are going to be very lucky,” he said.

  Aisha swooned when he mentioned their pups. She felt as if he was worshipping her, worshipping everything that she represented. She was going to allow him to reproduce, something he’d thought would be impossible. She was going to allow him to create new life, to perpetuate his race. How could he feel anything but love for her?

  He kissed her nipples, and then his mouth moved up along her neck. His tongue ran over her pale skin. He sucked gently on her neck, concentrating on her clavicle.

  Then he brushed his cheek against hers. Finally, after what felt like a lifetime of waiting, his lips gently touched her lips. She moaned in pleasure as he kissed her. His tongue slid into her mouth. She could tell how powerful he was, how confident he was. She was like putty in his arms. She felt like she was kissing a man who could do anything. She knew she could trust him no matter what.

  He moaned in pleasure as he kissed her, and hearing that made her want him even more. She pushed her pussy against him. His cock was hard and throbbing. It pressed against her. She was wet with desire.

  She squirmed against his powerful body. He put his arms around her waist and lifted her up. Her back was against the rock of the cliff. He held her in his arms and slid her waiting pussy onto the shaft of his cock. It slid into her like a knife of pure pleasure. She moaned as he entered her. Her legs clasped him tightly, squeezing his torso. He thrust up into her, and his cock reached deep into the core of her body.

  She leaned back, her hands supporting herself against the rock. He began to thrust up slowly, sliding all the way into her, and then sliding back out. She looked into his face as he moved. She loved the feeling of having him inside her. She felt like she was being taken by the strongest man alive. He was the prime alpha of the most remote and dangerous valley on earth. He was the strongest, most alpha, most dangerous predator, the top male of her entire species, and he was taking her now, at last.

  She felt as if she’d been given to him. Even before she was born, her destiny had been set. He and his brothers were the last alphas, the last shifters. She was the last handmaiden. She felt like she’d been given to the pack, and now, with Logan’s long, strong cock sliding deep into the very core of her body, she was finally being taken by the pack.

  “Take me,” she sighed. “Take me hard.”

  Logan looked into her eyes. Then he swung her around and laid her gently on the ground. It was growing dark now. The first stars were beginning to appear in the dark blue sky. Aisha looked up at them. She felt warm and safe. When Logan appeared above her, she looked into his eyes and smiled at him.

  “I’m going to put my pups into you,” he said.

  Chapter 41

  AISHA SHIVERED. HE’D GIVEN HER goose bumps. She couldn’t believe he’d said that.

  “How can you be certain?” she said.

  He smiled again. “Believe me, there’s going to be no doubt.”

  He slid his cock back into her, and she could see the pleasure on his face. He was so deep inside her, right at the core of her body—at that place she hadn’t even realized existed till she’d gotten to the valley and learned what it was to be a handmaiden. His cock was in there, and it was still expanding inside her. She knew what was happening. They were knotting. He wasn’t at the point of orgasm yet, but his cock was growing to the point that it wouldn’t be able to come back out of her.

  “What’s happening?” she said. “I thought this didn’t happen till you reached orgasm.”

  “Don’t worry,” he said. “I know what I’m doing.”

  Whatever he was doing, it felt so good. His cock was growing inside her like a balloon that was being inflated. It was expanding to occupy all the available space inside her. She clenched her vaginal muscles, and Logan moaned in pleasure. A sly smile appeared across Aisha’s face.

  “You like that,” she said.

  Logan grunted.

  She did it again, and again he moaned. She could feel his cock throb with the pleasure she was causing him. She did it again.

  “Aisha,” he cried out.

  She began rhythmically convulsing the muscles in her vagina, putting pressure on Logan’s massively engorged cock, and then releasing it. He pushed into her so hard that she thought her body might not be able to contain all of him. This wasn’t like what had happened before when she’d made love to the other brothers. Logan was doing something different. She realized with a pang of love that he was purposely impregnating her. His cock was deep inside her like a sword now, and it was so large and swollen that there was no way she was going to get it out of her. She was knotted completely to him. It would probably have killed her if Logan tried to pull out at this point. She could feel it. He was getting ready to do something to her body that she’d never dared dream was possible.

  “Are you ready for this?” Logan said.

  Aisha didn’t answer him. Instead, she clenched her vaginal muscles and gave him a throb of pleasure that caused him to groan.

  “Aisha,” he said, “we’re going to have a baby if we do this. The baby will be the first shifter born in this valley since the year you and Tucker were born. The child is not going to have an easy life. The people in the village are going to hate it.”

  “I know,” she said. “I’m ready for that. I want to give you a pup. I want to propagate your seed. I want to bear your young.”

  “And my brothers? Will you give them pups too?”

  She nodded. “I will,” she said. “I’ll give each of you a pup, and I know you’ll all watch over me and protect me and the young and help me raise them.”


  “We will,” Logan said.

  “Then do it. Fuck me. I’m yours Logan. I belong to you, and your pack. I’ve been given to the pack. Your pack. Put your baby in me.”

  And with that, she clenched her vagina as tightly as she could. Her pussy took a hold of Logan’s cock so tightly that he growled loudly. Aisha didn’t know if it was pleasure or pain, but she didn’t care. At this point, there seemed to be little difference between the two. She grabbed Logan’s forearms with her fingers, digging into his biceps.

  He thrust forward into her, forcing her hard against the ground, and she felt his already massive organ throb and swell even farther, and then release the first pulse of its potent semen into the core of her body.

  Aisha cried out. Logan groaned long and hard in pleasure.

  Aisha felt another surge of semen burst into her. She cried out again. Surge after surge of the heady sperm was forced into her body. Logan had a look of pure ecstasy on his face. The world could have ended right then and he wouldn’t have noticed. He was procreating, creating a future for his species that he’d thought would be impossible. What greater pleasure could there be for a male?

  He throbbed surge after surge of the semen into Aisha, and the gush of it struck her insides, stimulating her pleasure centers in ways she’d never dreamed were possible. Before long she was orgasming violently. Her pussy was soaking wet, Logan knotted tightly inside it, and she convulsed, every muscle in her body contracting simultaneously in the ecstasy of orgasm. It happened again and again and again. It was the longest and hardest orgasm of Aisha’s entire life. She thought it would never end.

  She orgasmed till she could no longer bear it, and when the convulsions in her body finally came to an end, Logan was sweating. He’d had to hold her in place and make sure she didn’t try to break the knot between them. As she’d climaxed, he’d held her with his powerful arms and made sure she didn’t move an inch away from him.

  Aisha felt like fainting. She’d orgasmed so much that she was completely exhausted. But as she looked into Logan’s eyes, she knew that he wasn’t finished with her yet. He held her in position and continued pumping her with his semen. Aisha wondered how long he could possibly continue to gush into her for. He was pouring himself into her, and it was amazing how much he gave her. She felt each squirt like a massage on her g-spot, and before she knew it, she’d collapsed into another orgy of orgasms. The pleasure rushed through her body like ocean water, and it was so powerful that she began crying out and screaming as it happened.

  At one point, there was so much sensation flowing through her body that she tried to get away from Logan. His cock was still pouring semen into her, and she couldn’t take it anymore. She felt as if he’d never stop. It surged deep within her, and she struggled to get out of his grip. She wanted him to stop. She wanted his orgasm to end. She tried to get up and escape, but he didn’t let her. He couldn’t let her. For the amount of time that his orgasm continued to gush semen into her pussy, she had to be completely his. She struggled and struggled, but she was no match for his strength. When she finally stopped, completely overwhelmed and exhausted from his multiple orgasms, he loosened his grip on her.

  She knew there was no escape. She stopped struggling and looked up into his eyes. He’d overpowered her. He’d defeated her. She was like a calm animal under the power of a much stronger predator. There was nothing she could do. She looked into his eyes and tried to imagine the pleasure he was feeling as gush after gush of his semen kept pouring into her.

  “I love you,” he whispered.

  “I love you, Logan,” she sighed.

  Chapter 42

  WHEN AT LAST HE STOPPED, Aisha had gone so far beyond what she could bear that she started to cry. He’d overwhelmed her, overpowered her body and soul. She was a sobbing mess in his arms. She finally knew what it meant to have to fully submit to a powerful male. He’d held her in that position through all of her struggles. He hadn’t given in and let her escape. He knew what he wanted from her, and he made sure he got it. She was his completely, and she liked it.

  She almost wished he’d start orgasming again. But only for a second. They were still knotted together, and she knew that if his orgasm began again, she wouldn’t be able to escape it. She lay there, still, timid, and he lay down next to her, his colossal penis firmly knotted inside her.

  “That was amazing,” he said.

  Aisha sighed. She couldn’t believe it was finally over. Now she just had to lie there and enjoy the feeling of his powerful member sealed to her body. She wondered how her life could go on as before after experiencing something like that. She’d never felt so much a captive of a man before. She was completely his, and he hadn’t even been aggressive. He’d just taken her and held her there. It was amazing.

  “Thank you,” she said. “Thank you for showing me what it’s like to be completely overpowered by an alpha male.”

  He smiled. “Anytime,” he said.

  Aisha lay there and felt something strange happening inside her body. She wasn’t sure how to describe it. Logan had taken her so powerfully, he’d pumped his sperm so deep into her, that she thought she could actually feel it flowing up into her fallopian tubes, swimming up toward her ovaries, making its way so deep inside her that it would create new life.

  “It’s happening,” she said.

  He nodded. “I know,” he said. “I made sure.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “I had to hold you like that. I had to keep pumping myself into you to make sure the sperm made it deep enough to impregnate you.”

  “Is that necessary?”

  “It is with shifters and handmaidens. If we want to impregnate you, we have to make sure we fill you like that.”

  “We’re going to have a baby,” she said.

  “Yes we are,” he said.

  “I’m yours, now, aren’t I?” Aisha said.

  “Yes you are. You’re mine. You’re in my pack. I’ll die to protect you and to protect your young.”

  “And your brothers?” she said.

  “They’re in my pack,” Logan said. “You belong to them and they belong to you.”

  “But I belong to you most of all,” she said.

  “You could say that.”

  Aisha fell asleep blissfully happy. She’d never felt so safe and secure in all her life. She couldn’t imagine being in a better place. This was her home. It felt right. It felt secure. It felt like the place God had chosen for her.

  Chapter 43

  THE FOLLOWING DAYS PASSED IN a blur for Aisha. She was so deliriously happy that she couldn’t wipe the smile off her face. All the brothers knew it. Ma Hetty, who was still living at the house, with them knew it too. In fact, she knew it better than anyone. When she had a chance to speak to Aisha in private, she immediately brought it up.

  “It’s happened, hasn’t it?” Ma Hetty said. She was sitting next to Aisha on a rocking chair on the porch. They were both watching the sun set over the valley, sipping tea.

  “What has?” Aisha said.

  “Give me some credit,” Ma Hetty said playfully. “You’re pregnant, aren’t you?”

  Aisha burst into tears, and she didn’t even know why. She was so happy, they were tears of joy. Ma Hetty hugged her so tightly, Aisha thought she might crush her.

  “Yes,” she said.

  Ma Hetty was quiet, but from the smile on her face, Aisha could tell she was very happy for her.

  “Well,” the older woman said at last, “I guess things have come full circle.”

  “What do you mean?” Aisha said.

  “Oh, just old shifter lore. Nothing you’d be too interested in.”

  Aisha looked at her. “Are you kidding me? There’s nothing I’m more interested in than old shifter lore. Tell me what’s come full circle.”

  “You don’t believe in all these old stories. Young people are too busy living their lives to pay any attention to this old stuff.”

  “Ma Hetty!” Aish
a said. “You know that’s not true. Tell me what you’re talking about.”

  Ma Hetty let out a long sigh.

  “You really want to know?” she said.

  “Of course I do.”

  “All right,” Ma Hetty said, taking her pipe and tobacco out of her pocket and stuffing the pipe with a wad of leaves. “I suppose I can tell you everything, now that you’re pregnant.”

  “Tell me what?” Aisha said.

  “Well, let’s see. Where to begin? There’s so much you don’t know. So many gaps I need to fill in for you.”

  “Start at the beginning,” Aisha said.

  “The beginning. You really want me to go back to the beginning?”

  “Of course I do.”

  “All right, all right. Calm down, child. How many times will I have to tell you to calm down before you learn?”

  “Sorry,” Aisha said as patiently as she could. She was dying at this point to hear the seer’s story.

  “Well,” Ma Hetty said, so slowly that Aisha wanted to scream.

  “Yes?”

  “Logan told you the story of your parents. Of how the humans captured your mother, and how all of the males sacrificed themselves so that your mother could be allowed to bring you down to Seattle.”

  “Yes,” Aisha said.

  “Did you think that was a bit too much of a sacrifice for one child?”

  “What do you mean?”

  “The last free female, and all of the free males, all of them let themselves be killed by the humans out at that ghost town in order to save you. Did you ever wonder if there was more to the story than that?”

  “What do you mean? What more could there be?”

  “A lot more,” Ma Hetty said. “Oh, so much more you wouldn’t even believe it, Aisha.”

  “Tell it to me,” Aisha said.

  “Well, there was a prophecy,” Ma Hetty said. “A very old prophecy of our people.”

  “What did it say?”

  “It said that right at the very end, right when we thought there was no more hope for our race, right when we thought the very last of our hunters, the very last of our handmaidens, were all captured or killed, a child would be born.”