by Jenika Snow
Dalia wondered what they thought of her naked body. They had said she was beautiful, but still, after years of mental and physical abuse, she couldn’t help but feel unattractive. When he traced his down the valley between her breasts her skin puckered and goose bumps formed.
“Close your eyes, love.” She knew that voice, so deep and commanding, so sensual yet gentle. Alric’s words seemed to entice her further.
He touched her nipples, plucking, pulling and tweaking them until she had to bite her bottom lip or she would cry out in pleasure. When her thighs were pushed open she tensed. She was so wet, so ready for them, that she knew they would see her desire.
“Oh fuck.”
Dalia opened her eyes when she heard Sam’s harsh words. Looking down, she saw him between her thighs, his wide shoulders keeping her legs open as his warm breath teased her exposed pussy.
“You’re so wet and ready for us, baby.”
Dalia swallowed roughly and licked her parched lips.
“I want you to watch exactly what I’m about to do to you.” There was a dark promise in Sam’s words. “I promise we will go slow.” His voice was thick with arousal.
Alric suddenly latched onto her aching nipple and started to gently lap at the tip. She couldn’t contain her moan any longer. Between the sucking, licking and seductively whispered words, Dalia found herself writhing between them.
“Keep watching me, Dalia, because I don’t want you to miss when I eat this pretty pink pussy out.”
Chapter Eight
Sam lay between Dalia’s legs, the sweet smell of her pussy causing the wolf inside him to howl in triumph. Now that he had his mate before him, spread and eager for his touch, all he wanted to do was ravish her. For years he’d thought no one could compare to Alric. He’d thought that the love he felt for his mate couldn’t compare to anything else in the world. But as he touched this soft and timid female, so willing and ready for them, Sam knew that having two mates was the best thing that had ever happened to him.
He sensed Alric behind him, felt his mate’s large, rough hands smooth over the curve of his ass. He knew what was about to happen, and he wanted to have Dalia’s sweet flavour on his tongue while Alric fucked him.
If he hadn’t sensed her acceptance and arousal, he would have stopped all of this in fear that they were moving too fast. It was hard for them to take their time, not when their inner beasts wanted nothing more than to claim her. The need to mark her so every shifter knew she belonged to them rose heavily within him. Samuel knew Alric felt the same. He could hear his mate’s inner beast clawing and roaring out to do just that.
Burying his face in her pussy, he inhaled her scent and growled with need. He attacked the sweet spot between her thighs, tasting the honey that seeped from her cleft. The flavour had him groaning and licking at her with a ferocity that surprised him. God, he could eat her out all night long, but his cock was harder than marble and he ached to fill her up. Not only that, but he wanted to feel Alric thrusting his big shaft inside him while he took Dalia. Then he wanted to fuck Alric as he watched him fuck their mate. The images growing in his mind had him thrusting his ass back, needing more, wanting more.
If this is what it was like to be with his mates, to feel them, touch them, he would die. But, oh what a way to go.
Alric watched with hooded eyes, his heart rate jacking up as Sam slid his tongue up and down Dalia’s sweet-looking cunt. She was red and swollen and he wanted to be in Sam’s spot, tasting her, having her cream glide down his throat. Even now he could smell her arousal, light and floral and so very feminine. The way she undulated against Sam, her breasts thrust out, the tips hard pink points that had his teeth aching for a little taste. He smoothed his hand over Sam’s muscular ass while he stroked himself with his other hand. He could watch his two mates all night long, watch as pleasure surrounded them and the intoxicating scent of their arousal filled the air. It was a heady combination and one he wanted to experience over and over again.
It was hard for Dalia to swallow, what with her mouth going completely dry at Sam’s words and Alric’s expression. Neither of their gazes left her and she felt ensnared by them. The first touch of Sam’s tongue along her folds had her rolling her eyes in the back of her head.
“No, baby, look at me.”
She forced her eyes open and continued to watch Sam lick and suck at her swollen flesh. Sam dragged his muscle up her centre and latched his mouth on the bundle of nerves.
He used his thumbs to spread her labia apart and licked up and down her cleft. When she felt him dip into the entrance of her body, she gripped the rug and cried out. The urge to close her legs, to keep him right where he was, grew inside her, but his wide shoulders made that impossible.
Alric was behind Sam, his cock in his hand, his gaze on her. She flicked her gaze between the two wolves, not knowing which scene was hotter—Sam between her legs or Alric stroking his shaft. Had she ever been this turned on? No, never, and she had never thought she would be able to. Clay had been rough and forceful. He hadn’t cared about her pleasure or her comfort. When he had got what he wanted he had moved on to the next poor female. He had dozens lined up for the sole purpose of helping him get off. She may have been the unlucky one to get picked to carry his young, but that didn’t mean he hadn’t bedded other females.
As she looked at Sam and Alric, remembering what they’d said about her being their mate, a sense of belonging swelled inside her. So this was what it meant to be properly loved and cared for. She arched her back when she felt Sam lick her clit.
“Stay with us, Dalia,” Alric said. He gripped Sam’s ass. It was such an erotic sight, seeing these two virile men touch her and touch each other.
Alric grabbed a condom and grinned at her. Licking her dry lips, she stared at him with wide eyes, knowing what was about to happen but not knowing if this was reality. He tore open the small foil packet and rolled the latex over his shaft. Sam must have sensed what was going on because he attacked her pussy with more enthusiasm and she felt herself climbing closer and closer to a sensation she had never felt.
“That’s it, baby, let me taste your cream.” Sam’s gruff words vibrated against her clit and she gasped at the sensation. “It’s okay. Don’t be scared. Just let yourself go. All over my mouth.” He ate her out so fast and hard that she had difficulty keeping her eyes open.
“I—” Whatever was building inside her was about to explode. “I think I’m about to…” Wave after wave of feral heat coursed into her and she couldn’t hold her body up any longer. Sam was relentless as he moved his mouth on her, and the sound of two male groans filling the room set off a series of smaller shocks of pleasure through her. She would have been mortified at the fact that she was thrusting her pussy in Sam’s face, but the pleasure was too much, too strong, and her inner wolf, the one that had lain dormant for so long, wanted this just as badly as she did.
Sam murmured incoherent things against her over-sensitised flesh. Sam’s ass was high in the air, his mouth still on her, giving small licks and nips. Alric was still behind him, his hooded gaze on her as he thrust his hips in and out of Sam. Never had she seen such a thing, a sight so highly erotic she felt her arousal grow again even after she had just had her first intense orgasm.
“Come here, Dalia.” Alric’s words were so deep, so rough. He sounded like the animal he housed deep inside him. His eyes seeming to glow under the firelight, Alric watched her with an intensity that had chills racing across her flesh. Sam lifted his head and pushed two fingers slowly inside her. Her mouth hung open as he pumped those thick digits in and out of her three times before pulling them out and holding them up for her to see. The light from the fire made the wetness on his two digits glisten, but she didn’t have time to feel embarrassed, not when Sam brought those digits to his mouth and sucked on them. He dragged his tongue along her sensitive flesh and licked all of her cream off, with a hum of approval.
“Even though I could eat your sweet little
pussy out all night, I don’t want to be selfish. Go to your other mate, baby.” It took her a moment to move, but when she did Sam stopped her with a hand on her inner thigh. “And don’t worry. I’m not nearly done with you yet.”
A lump formed in her throat and she flicked her eyes to Alric. He held his hand out to her, never stopping the slow, rhythmic thrust of his hips. When her fingers slipped into his a shock of electricity coursed through her. He pulled her close, so close that she knew if she looked down she could have seen exactly where his body met Sam’s. The urge to do that, the need to see it was so strong inside her. She let her eyes travel down to where Alric thrust into Sam.
Alric’s thick, long cock slid in and out of Sam’s ass. The glistening of the lube he used coated the latex and Sam’s anus. Sam accepted Alric into his body with ease. His anus stretched wide around Alric’s girth, swallowing him all the way to the hilt. The sounds the two males emitted were strong and heady. Her inner muscles clenched with the desire to be filled by both men.
For so long she had been withdrawn, not knowing what desire lay dormant inside her. She had always assumed her life would be meaningless, her body just a vessel. But now, now everything inside was shifting, changing for the better. She knew that with every fibre of her being.
She brought her face up, looked at Alric and saw him watching her. “Do you like what you see, my little flower?” He never stopped pumping his hips as his gruff words penetrated her hazy mind. Dalia nodded her response as if her mind had taken a vacation. Her gaze was still locked with Alric’s, and when she felt his large palm cover her breast and an involuntary groan left her, it felt so good. He felt so good.
She closed her eyes when his heated breath brushed along the side of her neck. “I’m going to feel your tight pussy milking my cock soon, Dalia.” His tongue moved up her throat, causing shivers to rack her. “I’m going to lose myself in you. I’m going to make you scream my name as Sammy sucks on those luscious little nipples of yours.” He growled and she could feel his body pick up speed beside her. “I want inside you so damn bad my wolf is clawing to get a taste.” She couldn’t help herself, not when he spoke so harshly, so erotically.
He kissed her with what felt like pent-up passion. When she placed her hands on his chest, the feel of his hard muscles, slick with sweat, called to her on some primal level.
“Christ,” Alric said gruffly. Dalia pulled away at the sound of their skin slapping together. She watched in lust-filled awe as he spanked Sam’s ass, over and over, the muscular flesh becoming red from the sensual abuse. Sam grunted in response and shoved his bottom back, causing the two wolves to growl as one.
“I can’t take it anymore. I need to be inside you, baby.” She struggled to keep her composure at the sound of Sam’s guttural plea. “Come here, baby. I need to feel you ride me.” Alric slid out of him and Sam rolled onto his back, his erection huge as it lay against his belly. She looked at Alric, felt his hands run up her back, and crawled over to Sam.
Dalia straddled his hips and his shaft pressed against her folds. It was an intense feeling, but she still felt empty. Hands on his chest, she glanced over her shoulder, saw Alric emerge from the bathroom void of the condom, and licked her lips. Alric stared at her mouth, and she felt the wicked desire to do it again. She was rewarded with an expression of lust on his face and the scent of his need for her in the air.
“Take me into your hand and guide me to your body,” Sam said as he panted beneath her. “I won’t last long, but I’m sure as hell going to make sure you cry out in pleasure before the end of it.”
His cock was hot and hard in her palm, and when she placed the tip against the opening of her body she felt their combined heat sear through her like a hot poker. She was glad there was no barrier between them. Aside from the fact that their kind was impervious to human diseases, she was already pregnant. That thought alone was like a splash of ice cold water on her. Looking down, she saw the slightly rounded swell of her stomach and looked between Sam and Alric. Did they find her body disgusting? They certainly didn’t act like they did, but she couldn’t help but wonder.
“Dalia,” Alric’s deep voice drew her away from her thoughts and she looked at him. He placed his hand on her belly and Sam did the same. “Let us just love you. Everything else will fall into place. That I have no worries about.”
It was easy enough for him to say. They didn’t have a crazed wolf after them, intent on causing harm because they had escaped. Would they still want her when Clay found her? And he would, she had no doubt about it. It was clear that Alric and Sam could take care of themselves—they were physically superior to Clay—but Clay had many followers, ones that weren’t afraid to fight dirty and kill to get what they wanted. She didn’t want to see Sam and Alric hurt, not then, and certainly not now that she knew what she was to them and they were to her.
“Stop thinking and just feel, baby.” She closed her eyes and let Sam’s words sink in. She wanted to get rid of the control Clay had over her, of the way he made her feel. She wanted to be with these males because they awoke something inside her that she couldn’t ignore, didn’t want to. They were right. Dalia just needed to stop thinking and start feeling. She would worry about the bad stuff later.
Chapter Nine
Sam couldn’t take his eyes off Dalia. She sat above him, her body gloriously naked and illuminated by the firelight. A light sheen of sweat covered her body. He had seen the conflict that had flashed behind her eyes. Her mind had gone somewhere else for a moment, and thank God Alric had been there, dragging her back to them. Whatever she had been thinking about had caused a frown to mar her pixie-like face and the scent of fear had encompassed her.
Alric stood behind her and caressed her. His mate was gentle, so very gentle with this woman who had come into their lives unexpectedly. She’d ended up on their doorstep, and he wanted to thank whoever had blessed their life with her as a mate. He’d never thought he could love someone, want someone as much as he cared for Alric, but as he stared at her, the warmth that spread through him would have dropped him to his knees if he hadn’t been lying down.
She took hold of his cock again and placed it at the entrance to her pussy. She was wet and hot and her cream slipped down his length. He took hold of her waist, wanting her to slide down on him, engulf his shaft and milk him until there wasn’t anything left. He was so close to coming. He cast a glance over his shoulder, saw Alric dip his head and kiss the area where her shoulder and neck met and gave him a look filled with promise.
When she started lowering herself onto him, her sweet little cunt stretching over his cock, surrounding him in slick heat, he let his head fall back and groaned. It was heaven on earth filling her up. He placed his thumb on her clit and started rubbing slow, steady circles around the already engorged bud. She moved her hips back and forth, as if seeking more of his touch—that, he could give her. He opened his eyes and watched Alric move his hands over her belly. He covered her breasts and thumbed her nipples until they turned a pretty shade of red. They swelled right before him, drawing up tight and beckoning him.
Dalia gasped as he gently lifted his hips. Fuck, but she felt good. Rubbing faster, her slickness coated his thumb and made his movements glide smoothly. She lifted her hips and the cries that came out of her were soft and needy. She rose and fell over him, her eyes closed and her head thrown back. Alric licked and nipped at her neck.
“Yes, oh… Yes.” Her cry was mewling and drawn out as her orgasm claimed her. His own climax tore through him at the slippery feel of her cream coating him.
“Jesus!” Neck straining from the strength it took for him to come, Sam gripped her hips tightly and held on. The very idea that he was pumping his seed into his other mate sent a sharp stab of possessiveness through him. She was theirs, and he was marking her. Once Alric had marked her as well every wolf would know that she was cherished and protected. No one would be able to take her away from them. No one.
Alric helped Dalia l
ay beside Sam, both of them exhausted but with a post-euphoric high lingering around them. He was so hard the pressure in his balls was near to bursting. He took his shaft in hand and started moving his palm up and down.
Their eyes were closed, their breathing haggard. He could smell Dalia’s saccharine pussy and Sam’s cum. “Baby.” His voice sounded guttural even to him, but when she looked at him and smiled, something inside him melted. “I need you.” Sam ran his hand up Alric’s leg and he felt his cock stiffen even more. Despite the fact that he knew Sam could get another erection at the drop of a hat, this moment was for Alric and Dalia. Sam leaned on his side and kissed Dalia’s temple. The gesture was sweet and exactly what he’d expected from his mate. Sam knew how to soothe, and at times Alric found himself lacking. But now there was Dalia, and he wanted to be as gentle as Sam, wanted to show her that he had as much softness inside him.
“Alric.” The sweet sound of her voice clenched his heart. Warmth spread through him at the sound of her sweet voice. Sam moved to the side and Alric positioned his back to his chest. Dalia immediately curled into him and he wrapped his arm around her slender shoulders. The smell of her had him closing his eyes and smiling. Sam’s scent also surrounded her, and that fact alone had his shaft harder than he had ever remembered.
“I want to feel you inside me,” she whispered against his chest.
“Damn, baby, I want that too, but maybe we should just wait. I know you have to be sore.” He wanted her badly, but he didn’t want to be with her if she was in pain. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her even more. Sam continued to run the pads of his fingers along his side and he felt the stiffening of his dick against his ass. He pressed back, tempting him to act on what they both wanted.
“I want you, Alric.” She lifted her head from his chest and looked at him. The need coming from her was tangible.
