The Big, Bad Wolves [Mischievous Fairy Tales 2] (Siren Publishing Menage Amour)

by James, Honor

  “Even when they are moronic and dumb,” Gabriel muttered.

  “Even when they aren’t always the best ones available.” Raphael shot his friend a glare. “But now that he’s gotten things back in line.”

  “His head out of his ass,” Gabriel said, scratching at his cheek.

  “And seems to be back in the game.”

  “Head out of ass.”

  “We’re more than prepared to be in your life. At least I am,” Raphael told her. “Gabriel, on the other hand, seems to have a death wish at the moment and may not live to be in your life.”

  Rissa couldn’t help but laugh and shook her head. “You mean because he keeps saying that it’s about time Michael pulled his head from his ass?” She turned to look up at Michael and smiled. “He’s right, you know. Besides, give him some slack. You have had me all alone for the last two days and three nights, honey.” And she had loved it.

  “And they’ve had you for the last several years,” Michael said softly. “But no, I’m not going to kill Gabriel. That would be too easy. No”—he looked at his friend—“I’ll drag him onto the training fields and teach him a lesson about being mouthy.”

  That even had Rissa wincing. “Oh crap, uhm.” She looked to Gabriel. “Maybe you should apologize?” she asked with a smile. “Because I would really like for you to come back from the training fields without a splint on or something like that.”

  Snorting, Raphael shook his head at her. “Don’t bet on it. He’ll try and goad Michael into making a mistake. It always happens. Besides, it’s a dominance thing. They’ll end up there one way or another. We all do at some point. It’s part of being in a pack, Princess.”

  “All right, well I will just let them do what they need to do,” she said with a shrug. “All that matters is that when they come back to our bed, to our home, they won’t be bloody or hurt.” Adjusting herself back against Michael once more, she sighed happily as he pulled her closer. “Now, can we please get off the horses?”

  Chuckling, Michael kissed her cheek. “Not yet. We need to get a little distance, and then you can walk for a time, Rissa. Sorry,” he murmured against her cheek. “We’ll go nice and slow, but we need to muddy our paths. You’ve got rather tiny feet, very evident you’re a woman, too easy to track.”

  “All right. I trust you.” She turned so that she could wrap her arms around his middle and sighed happily. “Besides, this means that I get even more time here in your lap with your arms around me. Life is totally good.”

  “Very good,” he said quietly, nuzzling at her neck. Nipping at her mating mark lightly, he slid his tongue over her lightly bruised flesh. Turning the horse, he tapped his flanks with his heels lightly. “It will give us time and make the other fools jealous.”

  “I think I really like how that sounds.” She could get lost in this man, in his touches and caresses so easily. Sighing happily, she nuzzled up closer to him and leaned her head to the side. “Run your teeth over your mark again? I love how that feels.”

  Chuckling softly, he breathed on her neck for long moments before his teeth finally scraped the mark. “Is it sensitive?” he asked after she shivered in his arms. “It’s not hurting you, is it?” Now he sounded worried.

  “No,” she moaned. “Very sensitive, I can feel that between my legs. It’s like you are nibbling on me down there and I like it, a lot. I wouldn’t mind if you did that often.” She shifted so that her hand could slide down and into his pants, her fingers stroking his upper ass cheeks as she did so.

  Sliding his tongue to the mark, he breathed deep, the sound clear. “Gods, you’re wet, aren’t you?” he whispered. “Is your pussy throbbing in need?” he asked before scraping his teeth slowly, lightly to her mating mark.

  “Yes,” she moaned. “I need you.” She bit her lower lip and let her hand move down so that she could cup him. “I wouldn’t be opposed to turning to face you and having you sliding into my body. I would love to have you inside of me again, Michael. It would help me forget that we are on a horse.”

  “You’re not opposed to letting Raphael and Gabriel seeing what we’re up to?” he asked, curiosity in his voice. “I honestly am all for the plan, especially given how you are squeezing my cock. But you would be facing them during the horseback lovemaking.

  “Why couldn’t I face you?” she asked with a frown. “Because I really like facing you, and as for them”—she shrugged—“they will see us making love eventually, so why should I start out our life by hiding from it now?”

  “You will be facing me, but they are right behind me, darling,” he pointed out with a chuckle. “So by that line of thought you will also be facing them. You sure you are up for this, on a horse? Because, love, I think we may have rattled something important loose.”

  “I’m totally up for it.” She stroked him again and smiled. “And so are you. Tell me that you don’t want this. Tell me that you don’t need me as much as I need you right now, Michael, and I will let it drop.”

  “I want to be buried so deep inside of you that no matter how you move or breathe, you’ll forever feel me.” Nipping at her throat, he lifted his head. “Throw your leg over and we’ll get you turned around.”

  Using his large shoulders, Rissa turned around, grinning over his shoulder at Raphael and Gabriel, giving them a small wave as she wrapped her legs around Michael. “Now then,” she whispered against Michael’s ear and freed his cock so that she could run her hands over him. “I need you.”

  “Lift your bottom up so I can pull your gown out of the way,” he told her. When she pulled herself up using his shoulders, she soon had a warm breeze between her legs as the material was yanked out of the way. “Now slide onto my cock,” he whispered against her lips, his arm wrapping around her to hold her to him.

  Rissa did just that. She slowly lowered herself onto the heated shaft and bit her lips. “So good,” she moaned. Looking over his shoulder, she looked at Gabriel and Raphael and smiled, moaned. Her cheek to Michael’s, she rode him as they rode on the horse, her legs tight around his waist as she moved.

  Nuzzling her mating mark, Michael held her to him tightly. His hand on her ass assisted her in moving up and down on his cock. He sped the horse up slightly, taking them into a trot so she bounced more, sliding up and down his cock naturally with each stride of the horse.

  “Oh God, yes,” she moaned, and let her nails dig into his shoulders and rode him harder and faster. “Please. So close,” she whispered happily. “Please, more,” she demanded. When she looked up once more, she looked at the two men who were closer now on their horses and smiled at them. “So close.”

  Sinking his teeth into her neck, Michael slid his hand up under her skirt and pressed a finger into her anus. Stroking her deeply, he growled against her flesh, raising goose bumps from head to toe. Lifting his other hand, he cupped her breast through her dress and pinched her tight nipple roughly.

  Eyes closed, Rissa came, hard. She screamed, muffling the sound last moment against his shoulder. Sobbing, she felt the aftershocks of the orgasm that rocked her entire body.

  Groaning as he came, Michael slowed the pace of the horse. Stroking her hair he kissed her cheek and shuddered. “Are you okay, love?” he asked against her ear. “I didn’t hurt you did I?” The worry was clear in his voice.

  “God no.” She rested against him, a happy smile on her face as she did so. “It felt so very, very good. I really enjoyed that a great deal. I think that you and I both needed that, a lot.” She knew she had needed it. She had been desperate for him the moment he licked her mating mark.

  Growling deep in his chest, he nodded, his cheek rubbing to hers. “You were right, Princess, I definitely needed it, needed you.” Brushing his lips to her skin, he leaned back to look at her. “I think you should stay right where you are for the rest of the ride. We have a ways to go, and I think it will distract you enough from how we’re getting there.”

  “I think so, too.” She loved having him inside of her anyw
ay, so she would keep him there as long as she could. Resting her head against his shoulder, she smiled. “I love you so very much,” she whispered happily and squeezed him tightly once more. “God I love having you inside of me.”

  Chuckling quietly, he withdrew his finger from her anus and rested it at her back. “Let’s just hope we don’t run into anyone out here. Be a little embarrassing having to jump off this beast right now with my cock flapping in the breeze.”

  “True. That and I really don’t want this connection to end anytime soon. I might have to get seriously angry with someone,” she teased him. “So yeah, let’s just hope that things work out.” Resting against him, she yawned. “And now I’m nice and exhausted, which is very good.”

  Drawing her cloak around her more, he pressed a kiss to her temple. “Sleep for a while. It will also help distract you from our mode of transportation. Hopefully we will cover some ground while you are asleep, and then when you wake we will be able to walk to our destination for the night.”

  “I think that sounds lovely,” she whispered happily and smiled at Gabe and Raph. Waving at them, she winked. One day she would be with them as well and they all knew it. “Thank you, Michael, for everything. For being mine. For bringing us all together.”

  “I love you Princess, it couldn’t be any other way,” he murmured softly. “Plus, you are so stubborn there just wasn’t another option. I do admire your tenacity though. It’s a great streak as long as you remember to take care with it.”

  “Too true, very true.” She yawned again. “And don’t worry, I will take care. I would never do anything that would give you any trouble or cause you any harm. I will always be here for you just as you will for me. We love each other, and that’s the best part of it all, don’t you think?”

  “It is, now sleep, Princess,” he told her. Stroking her back continuously, he rocked her in his arms slowly, moving with the gait of the horse. Humming under his breath, Michael rested his cheek to hers as she began to relax.

  Rissa’s last thought before she fell sound asleep was just how happy that she was. The pleasure of being able to be in his arms, the feeling of him locked deep inside of her body. It was what she needed and wanted.

  Chapter Eleven

  “Rissa.” Michael’s voice was insistent near her ear. “Rissa, Princess, time to wake up,” he said to her. A finger ran down her cheek and then tapped her nose. “I know you’re awake, your breathing is all wrong for you to be asleep. Open your eyes, woman.”

  She slowly opened her eyes and yawned. “That was actually a great nap.” She pulled back and looked up at him. “Hey you,” she whispered. “Are we there yet?” She shifted and moaned in reaction. “Oh God.” Just the movement, just moving as she had, made her needy all over again. Damn.

  “We’re on pack lands,” he told her softly. “We can stay here for a couple of days. It’s safe and secure, and we can plan our next moves without worrying. Plus, if whoever is after you comes here, they’re as good as dead. Raphael and Gabriel went to deal with a couple of things, so we’re alone for a couple of minutes before they join us.”

  “Then I suppose we should separate, huh? I really don’t want to because I love having you inside of me, but yeah, I understand why we need to.” She licked her lips and pulled back to look at him. “Pack lands? We would be safe here for more than a couple days, right?”

  “We don’t have to, Princess,” he told her. Throwing his leg over the horse, a hand on her ass, he pushed off and landed on his feet. “You don’t have a regular man as your mate, remember.” Grabbing the saddlebags, he led the horse to a trough of feed and water before walking, with her wrapped around him, to the house hidden in the foliage. “We can stay here for a few days and figure out what we want to do. We’ll gather intel and go from there, and depending on the mood of the people, we’ll head back to the palace sooner or later.”

  Rissa shifted on him and shuddered. “Oh God yes.” She didn’t even listen to anything he was saying. She was instead just simply feeling. Lifting herself slightly from him, she shivered happily and moaned. “Please, again,” she begged. “That feels so very, very good.” He was so hard, so deep inside of her, and she loved it.

  Stepping into the house, he dropped the bags by the door, slammed it shut, and pressed her back to it. “You are insatiable,” he hissed out quietly. Kissing her, he slipped his hands under her skirts and grabbed her ass, holding her to take his cock deeper as he thrust hard.

  “I am, at that. I am because you are, and I love it,” she said with a smile. “You feel so very, very good. God I love the way that you feel inside of me,” she told him softly and tightened her legs on him again. “More,” she moaned. “Harder. Please.”

  Growling, he nipped at her lip, pulled her from the door, and moved toward the large sofa. Dropping down on it with her under him, he lifted her hip as he knelt between her legs. Slamming his cock into her pussy, he moved one of his hands to play with her anus, a finger sliding in to stroke her.

  “Oh God, yes!” she screamed and pushed back against him. Shivering, she pushed back harder and harder on him. “God yes. Please, more. Wanna scream, wanna come. Need you to come, please.” Her nails were biting into his shoulders, pulling him closer and tighter.

  “Not yet,” he told her as he pumped into her pussy. “Touch your clit, Rissa, stroke yourself, baby, now,” he told her, softly pressing his finger in deeper to her ass. Pumping his finger in and out, he slowly added a second one.

  She shivered and nodded. Reaching between their bodies, she began to rub her clit furiously. “Yes, God yes.” She shuddered. “Please, that feels good.” The two fingers that were pushing in and out of her ass now were making her whole body shudder.

  Driving both his fingers and cock deep, he watched her, their eyes locked. “Come now,” he growled out as he slammed into her and came, the knot expanding fast as his seed shot deep. Snarling her name, he bowed his back, his cock pushing even deeper.

  Rissa couldn’t help herself. She screamed as she came, exploding with a blinding rush. She shivered, her entire body pimpling with gooseflesh as she did so. Pleasure washed over her, intense emotions and feelings rushing through her as she came.

  Groaning softly, Michael leaned over her, catching his weight on his arms, and kissed her. Then he just sort of collapsed on her, not his full weight, but enough to press her into the softness of the sofa. “Are you okay?” he asked, rubbing his nose to her skin.

  “Oh yeah.” She held him close and shivered, “Very okay,” she whispered. “I love the feeling of you inside of my body. I love the way that it feels to have you pushing and coming inside of me.” She loved the way it felt when he swelled inside of her body, the way it felt to have him taking her.

  Pressing a kiss to her throat, he rumbled deep in his chest and wrapped his arms around her. “I love the feeling of your pussy holding me tight. The small ripples where it feels like you’re stroking me, massaging me, and hugging me. But most of all,” he said, lifting his head, “I just love having you in my arms, your scent in my nose and on my skin, and your heat in my arms.”

  “That’s good because I’m going to be yours forever. I plan on sticking around from now until the end of time. You have me, Michael, you have me in your life and the others have me as well. We will figure everything else out in the meantime, right?” She rubbed her cheek to his chest and sighed happily. Yawning, she rubbed her cheek to his chest. “You totally wear me out in the best ways possible.”

  “We should go to bed,” he told her, softly pushing up off her. Sliding his cock from her pussy, he did up his pants and then pulled her up. Lifting her, Michael carried her through the house and to the big bedroom in the back. Setting her on her feet, he looked at her. “You want some help out of your gown?”

  “Yes, please.” She turned so that her back was to him. “Get me naked if you would, please.” She looked over her shoulder at him and smiled. “Do you think that we can maybe have a bath in a little whil
e? I really would like a nice, hot bath if you wouldn’t mind.”

  “I’ll go put on a pot of water after we get you out of this gown. We should also think about finding you some more unless Raphael or Gabriel actually managed to get the carriage here. Otherwise you will be without proper clothing for a lady of your stature for a time,” he said, moving up behind her.

  She shrugged. “I could care less about wearing dresses,” she told him. “Honestly, as long as I have clothing on when people are around I’m perfectly fine with that. All that matters is that I have you,” she said with a smile.

  “Well, you can raid the closet. I don’t have much here anymore though, as most of my things are at my cabin. But Raphael and Gabriel have a fair amount of clothing here to borrow from. It will mostly just be us in the house. The four of us, I mean,” he explained as her dress suddenly went slack. “There you are, love.”

  “Ah, thank you.” Turning, she let it drop to the ground and grinned. “Well, now that I’m naked, what do you think we should do? Get the water started, or let Raph and Gabe in so that we can all figure out just how we will work together as a unit?”

  “I’m going to go and put the water on. As for the other two”—Michael frowned—“I haven’t heard them come back yet. They may still be stuck in the community building. If there were any of the pack around, they likely have to give a full report of their lives since last they were here. I don’t think I’ve mentioned it yet, but the pack, as a whole, tends to be very nosey. So if they ever start asking questions you don’t want to answer, tell them to back off.”

  “I think I can handle that.” Rissa’s face began to burn, and she asked, “You don’t think that they saw us coming in here, did they? Saw us making love the way that we were on our way through the doors?” She hadn’t been able to help herself. She had wanted him, plain and simple.

  “Anything’s possible,” he told her with a shrug. Moving closer, he tipped up her chin. “There’s no reason for embarrassment, Rissa. There are a lot of things in this world to be embarrassed over. Showing affection to your mate amidst the pack is not one of them. While we’re not overly affectionate to one another, we are strengthened by being around one another and friendly gestures of affection.”