by Nikki Wild
The tip of Fen's cock was glorious and massive, standing luminescent in the moonlight. I darted my tongue out quickly, tasting its nectar. I heard his sharp gasp and the noise of his desire inflamed me. Stretching my lips wide, I closed them around that bulbous tip, swirling my tongue around the rough, veiny ridge, before sliding my lips down the silken shaft, all the way down to the base. I listened as he howled into the night above me, desire flooding every inch of my curvy flesh.
As I slid my lips back up again, I reached up and closed my two hands around Maddox's and Cain's cocks. I heard them both grunt in surprise and desire.
Feeling wildly powerful, I began to move my mouth between the three of them. I plunged my lips down Maddox's wide shaft, inhaling the musk that gathered in the wiry hairs at the base, before slipping back upward to envelope Cain's long shaft in my throat. I was finding a rhythm, feeling like a dancer in some perverse ballet, when I felt a hand rest on the top of my head.
"My turn," Fen growled.
I was suddenly aloft, my whole body lifted as the three of them tore my clothes away. I pin-balled between three immovable chests, as hard and unyielding as granite, while they ripped and tore at my clothes. I could hear the stitches popping and I didn't care.
What I cared about was the sharp intake of breath I heard when the moonlight hit my pale skin. "You are beautiful, Hannah," Fen growled, his voice ragged with pent up desire.
He scooped me up in his arms and laid me gently on the forest floor. The ground was covered in a layer of soft moss that tickled my skin. When he kissed me again, I arched upward against his chest, sighing to feel his blazing heat flush against my cool skin. Fen cupped my head in his hand and took my lower lip into his mouth, nipping me just to the point of pain before he sucked on it, swiping across with his tongue.
I moaned, and as I did, I felt his hand slide down my stomach and thread through the silken hairs between my legs. He cupped my sex in his broad palm, making me moan and writhe underneath him.
Then I felt another hand, one on each thigh, spreading my legs wide open and putting my whole sex on display.
I darted a quick look down to see Maddox's head disappearing between my legs. I tried to close them, but his hands kept me firmly propped open as his tongue invaded my pussy.
"Oh, she tastes sweet," he growled against my thighs. The vibrations coursed through me, sending another flood of desire down to soak the moss beneath me.
"Let me see," Fen rasped. He released my swollen lip and moved over me, flicking a tongue across my clit before nibbling and suckling the pulsing nub into his mouth.
I screamed as a bolt of pure sensation shot through me. Maddox's tongue swirled around my pussy, lapping up my juices as pleasure coursed through me. Fen's rapidfire tongue on my clit had me breathless and panting.
When Cain closed his mouth around the tender peak of my nipple, all was lost. The combined sensation swirled around inside of me, faster and faster, until I was swept up into a tornado of ecstasy. I arched and bucked, grinding my hips into them as I came on and on, the whirling storm of pleasure inside of me flattening everything except my need, my incredible, desperate need.
"Oh god, please fuck me," I moaned into Cain's shaggy head.
"Thought you'd never ask," he rumbled.
My legs were roughly spread wide by strong hands. I shivered as the damp heat of my sex was exposed to the chill air. But I wasn't left shivering for long.
Maddox's impossibly thick cock surged inside of me, slipping into the pulsing walls of my pussy like it belonged there. I gasped, throwing back my head and reaching out to grip the moss as his thick fingers sank into the flesh of my hips. Gripping me tightly, he pressed himself higher, impaling me completely and then stopping.
I shifted and moaned, shimmying against him, squirming while he held me there. He was buried inside of me so deeply; I knew I had never been touched there before. No mere man could ever match this.
The walls of my pussy fluttered in confusion. "Oh God, what are you doing!" I moaned in frustration. "You're going to kill me!"
"I'm waiting," he growled, low and tight.
"For what!"
"For my brothers."
At those words, I felt myself lifted. Maddox's strong arms held me fast, impaled on his rigid cock as he stood up. I was half-dumbfounded by his incredible strength and half crazed with the need for him to fuck me.
When he settled the both of us back down on the soft moss, I thought it was coming. I began to move, rolling my hips around, grinding my clit into his pubic bone. But he held me tighter, frustrating my desire even further.
"Relax, Hannah, we have all night," he growled in my ear.
I moaned in desperate frustration, wiggling against him. "I want you to fuck me," I panted, grinding against him in desperate little shimmies. "I need to be fucked."
"Oh you will," came the snarling voice of Fen in my ear. His hot breath raked across my earlobe and I shivered as he pressed himself against me, pushing both me and Maddox forward until Maddox was lying flat on his back. "You will be fucked well and hard, Hannah, are you ready?"
I tried to whip my head around to see what he was doing back there, but my answer came with the hot press of his cockhead against my tightly puckered ass. I inhaled sharply as the burning pain of his entrance flooded through me, gritting through the fiery ring until it suddenly became a deeply pleasurable burn. Fen's thick cock opened up my most secret place, hot and hard and throbbing.
"Now, we start fucking you," Maddox growled, thrusting upward.
I screamed as they both impaled me at once. My senses shattered and broke apart and it was like someone had thrown a match on a bonfire. The blazing heat of them whipped through me, pounding me into a frenetic ball of ecstasy. I gasped and screamed, opening my mouth wide to give voice to the incredible sensation of them fucking me at the same time.
But Cain’s cock invading my mouth gagged my cries. He grabbed my head, thrusting deep within my throat, so far back that I gagged and sputtered. Fen and Maddox pummeled my swollen pussy and shocked asshole while Cain pumped his cock down into my throat. It slid against my tongue impossible hard and I choked as he pressed it deeper. I had none of the power I had before, when I was sucking all three of them at once. This time, it was three against one, all of them using me for their own pleasure, roughly and without heed.
But somehow I wanted more. The three of them were fulfilling fantasies I didn't even know I had. To be used as a toy, a plaything for three men who stepped out of legends to invade every orifice I had...I shuddered and moaned again. Once more it was like someone had lit a match in my chest, the hot, tight ball of my orgasm bursting open as three huge cocks slammed into me from every angle. I crushed myself against Maddox's chest and he wound my hair into his fist, yanking my head to one side to cover my neck in bruising kisses as Cain's cock slid from my lips and Fen gripped my hips.
I heard a deep, guttural moaning and realized it was coming from my own mouth. I had become just as primal as they were in my own desire. I planted my hands against Maddox's shoulders and gave myself over to the crashing pleasure. Guttering, jerking and gasping, I came over and over again.
Cain made a low, dangerous sound, sliding his cock into my mouth to choke out my last cries of ecstasy. I felt the muscles in his ass twitch, his thighs shudder slightly, and then his cock jerked in my mouth. He roared as the hot jets of his cum spurted down my throat, filling my mouth with the woodsy taste of him. I swallowed greedily, licking my lips as he spent himself with a guttural moan, and then lifted my head to kiss my lips. I could taste myself on his tongue just as surely as he could taste himself on mine.
Released from Cain, I sank back onto Maddox's chest, riding the waves of pleasure that ebbed and flowed as the two werewolves fucked me ever harder. I could feel the tightness of my orgasm gathering itself again and through I was exhausted and shattered to the point of breaking, I was helpless to resist the wash of sensations that flowed over me again. I cried ou
t helplessly as the waves battered me against the shoreline, threatening to drown me in their ceaseless rush.
Fen snarled against my ear as his hips rolled, burying his cock deeper than I thought it possible to go. I felt it twitch inside of me, his balls gathering tightly, the he clutched my shoulders and slammed into me so hard I collapsed against Maddox. Pumping his hips, he filled me full of his spunk with a roar and a sigh, his fingers leaving little bruises all over the soft flesh of my ass.
When he pulled away, I moaned, feeling him leak out of my throbbing ass. The throbbing gave way to a pleasurable pulse and I was suddenly aware that Maddox was no longer moving inside of me.
"You still want to get fucked?" he rasped in my ear.
I nodded weakly.
"I didn't hear what you said," he rumbled dangerously.
I could barely speak, barely form words enough to beg, "Yes," in a shivery whisper.
With a fluid athleticism, he lifted use both, flipping me on to my back and kneeling above me. He gathered my hips in his hands and began to thrust inside of me in short staccato jerks. His pubic bone slammed into my overwrought clit, dragging mewling yelps from my lips. His face contorted into a dangerously sexy snarl as he watched himself moving in and out of me, plunging both slow and fast, keeping an unsteady rhythm, and torturing me by denying me the steadiness I craved. He dragged me along the edge of ecstasy, denying me my last, epic release until finally his lip curled into a rough grin. "Are you ready?"
With that he plunged himself into me just as the wave of pleasure took hold of me. We came together, crashing over the cliff, clutching, kneading, gasping and shrieking as he pumped me full of his essence, filling me up so full that I couldn't imagine I could ever hold it all in. He fell forward, bruising my lips with his before he finally shuddered to a stop. His weight crushed me as we breathed together. But it sounded like more than that. I listened for a second, opening my tired eyes and seeing that Fen and Cain had lain down in the moss with us, and all of us were breathing as one.
I was wrung out, spent, my whole body feeling like a sponge soaked and left to dry. I burrowed my head into the crook of an arm - I wasn't exactly sure whose - and felt my eyes begin to close.
As I snuggled down into the mass of warm bodies enveloping me like a cocoon, I looked up at the bright moon overhead. I had to smile to myself. The legends were true, my fantasies were real. I had lived them and become them...become one with them, even. It didn't matter if no one believed me. Cain, Fen, Maddox and I, we all knew that it was true, and it could happen any time we wanted.
When I awoke, they were gone, but I could still feel their presence in the woods surrounding me. A small path hand been cleared, and I instinctively understood that it would lead me back to camp. The girls would probably be worried, but none of that mattered. I was happy, and I was already planning my return to these woods… And next time, I’d go alone.
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THE WEREWOLVES INNOCENT QUEEN
(WEREWOLF SHIFTER FMM MENAGE STEAMY ROMANCE)
By Nikki Wild
Copyright 2015 Nikki Wild
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THE WEREWOLVES INNOCENT QUEEN
(WEREWOLF SHIFTER MENAGE EROTIC ROMANCE)
She thought they wanted her life. But they really wanted her body
The old woman settled the sacrificial cloak across her shoulders, and then Tarla bravely set off into the woods. Raised from birth to be her village's sacrifice to their wolf protectors, she believes she is walking forward to her doom. Especially when the two huge wolves walk towards her with their slavering jaws.
Imagine her surprise when the wolves transform into men.
It turns out the tales of her village were wildly wrong. The wolves' demand is not for a sacrifice but a queen. A queen that will be a mate for the entire pack.
But in order to gain their allegiance, she must first bond with them.
And the way shifters bond is public, rough, erotic...and all at once.
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THE WEREWOLVES INNOCENT QUEEN
My sisters wept as the old woman lowered the blood-red cloak onto my narrow shoulders, but my mother's eyes were rolling back in the throes of religious ecstasy. "The gods will bless me for my sacrifice," she exulted, forgetting that it was I who was the actual sacrifice.
The old woman murmured a few more unintelligible words, then dipped a thumb into a pot of something foul smelling. She marked my forehead with the muck, from the tip of my hairline down to the bridge of my nose. Her gnarled thumbnail poked me in between the eyes.
"Have you finished?" I asked, trying to keep my tone innocent.
"Tarla, don't blaspheme," my mother admonished me and I had to roll my eyes. Here I was moments away from saying goodbye to her forever, and yet she could only think to chastise me one last time.
The old woman fastened the cloak at my neck with a silver pin. "This will protect you until you reach the lair of the wolf-king," she creaked. "Once you reach the entrance, you must remove it before you are allowed inside."
"What happens if I leave it on?"
The old woman's rheumy eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Then they will not accept the sacrifice and our village will be damned. Will you have that on your head, child?"
My sister Lena burst into a fresh round of sobs upon hearing this. Her fear for my sake was outweighed by the fear of the wolves. That was true for the entire village. I was the sacrifice: one to save many. The price our small, vulnerable village paid for the protection of the wolves. If that protection were ever removed, our enemies would descend on us immediately.
Or the wolves themselves.
> "I will do my duty," I said gravely, bending my head obediently. The old woman looked up at me and waited several moments before she nodded her white head. Her hair was so white and brittle that she reminding me of a dandelion head in late summer. One breeze would blow her away.
It occurred to me then that I would never see another summer. Never see another dandelion. I would never know anything more that I knew, right now.
For some reason it was that, rather than my weeping family, that finally made me break down and cry.
The old woman smiled a toothless grin, heavy with malice. "She is ready," she croaked towards the door.
The door to our hut burst open and the constable and his deputy tromped their muddy boots onto my mother's impeccably washed floor. "We are losing daylight," the deputy snarled. "Tell the girl to make her goodbyes and get on with it."
I turned, sniffling, and nodded to my sisters. I had told them goodbye this morning, putting on a brave, happy face for Sahbine, the youngest. She was now looking at me with fearful eyes, and so I smiled once more. "Goodbye, fair sisters. I trust that my sacrifice will keep you safe."
