by Rae Foxx
"Wet, and tight. God. You're amazing. My wolf."
"Howl," I gasped as he plunged into me, pulsing deep into me before he twisted, his arms wrapped tightly around me as he moved, pulling me on top of him.
I sat astride him, riding him to his full depth, gasping as he spread into me. I had never felt so full, so satisfied. I could come sitting there, with his cock pulsing inside of me. I didn't want to. Not yet, I wanted more. A hungry moan escaped me as his fingers moved over my hips, through the hair between my legs and right against my clit.
"Yes," I moaned, back arching at the tiny pressure, my hips stilling at the touch, at the heat that was taking over.
The cold hands that ran over my back were a welcome addition, cooling me enough so that I could breathe. Well, until they fanned over my shoulders, pressing me down against Howl's chest. Howl held me as Saxon's delectable touch moved down my spine, over the arch of my ass, and down to the tender flesh that was suddenly so desperate for more.
His finger only pressed lightly against my ass, his kisses blossoming over my spine as he ran in his lips over me. His finger trailed even lower, pressing into me, sliding into my entrance right alongside Howl's huge cock.
Even Howl moaned at the added pressure, Saxon chuckling darkly as he removed his finger, the touch trailing over my hip until his cold, wet finger begins circling over my clit and Howl began moving into me again.
"You... please...," I moaned, moving my hips against Howl's thrusts, against Saxon's finger, and arching my back in desperate need for more. For the fabulous pressure of a second dick as it burrowed into me.
The third set of hands answered the need. Howl's powerful thrusts stilled as I lay atop him, Saxon lowering to lay beside me, his fingers moving from my pussy to my ass, holding me as he kissed me, as Finn mounted me from behind.
I instantly tensed as something cold and wet was dripped over my ass, lube sliding over the skin, as Finn rubbed it into me, his fingers circling my anus, the tip of his fingers pressing in. Out and in. I gasped, the pressure growing.
I wanted this, I wanted him to push into my ass as filling me with him, to come inside of me. But before, with Finn and Saxon, I had felt pressure enough to explode. Howl was so much bigger, I was warmed with the size of him.
I wanted more, but even I had to question the science behind this.
"I'm not sure it will fit," I gasped, even as I arched my back, pressing my ass into Finn's cock. Even though the worry, I still wanted him. I wanted all of them.
"Calm, honeybee" Finn whispered his fingers over my back as he lowered against me.
"It will be wonderful," Saxon said, his dark eyes peering into mine from where I lay atop Howl, the wolf growling as his erection continued to twitch, his hips moving in tiny little thrusts as he claimed me.
"Let us be one with you," Howl whispered, kissing my neck as Saxon devoured my lips, as Finn pressed into me again, my body swallowing him.
Finn sheathed himself into my ass with slow quick thrusts, the burning pain for when Saxon had fucked my ass was a memory now. It still burned, the pressure growing to something I would have never thought I could take, but the burning turned to pleasure much faster. I sighed, arching and tilting against the two as they thrust into me.
"Yes," I hissed as Howl grunted with a thrust, his hands against my back, as Finn's pinched and pulled at my nipples, Saxon's still playing with my clit.
"Beautiful Ivy," Finn sighed, pushing and pulling against me, his cock slowly pressing into me as Howl pulled out.
Pleasure was everywhere, my body tense and hot and tingling. I lay there, gripping the sheets, my free hand intertwined with my vampires as the others plunged into me simultaneously.
I screamed, screamed with pleasure, with the pressure, with the need of all of them. They weren't coming. They pressed deeper, grinding against me as I moaned. I reached down Saxon's bare front, my greedy fingers dragging over his skin. I gripped the hard rod of him, coaxing him up to my hungry mouth and the tongue that reached toward him, lapping at the air as I told him exactly what I wanted.
I needed all of my mates inside of me. I needed them right now.
"Saxon," I moaned, as the other still ground against me, both of them pulsing in and out in tiny organized thrusts. "Give me your cock, I want to devour you."
I could have sworn that all three of them moaned as Saxon shifted, his finger leaving my clit as he sat before me, Howl's head moving to lay on the vampires thigh as his erection sprung up before me, the hard length of him pressing into the air, the smooth skin rubbing against my cheek, inches from Howl's own.
Howl stopped thrusting, his head turning to stare at the vampire's dick, at the long length of it that I was suddenly eager for, to taste.
"Swallow him, Ivy. Let me watch." Hunger lined Howl's eyes, his shaft pressing deep into me and I gasped, my mouth opening wide as the vampire shifted, his massive length shoving into my hungry mouth, my tongue running over his length as he pushed right to the back of my throat, the tip of his cock pressing against me in an icy touch that instantly made me relax and he pressed harder, pushing himself right into my throat.
"God, that's beautiful," Howl whispered, kissing the bulge in my throat, the stretch of my cheek, my swallowing lips as Saxon continued to push into me.
I groaned against the icy rod that was pressing into my throat, pushing myself against Howl, my ass against Finn, and letting Saxon's gentle hands guide my head onto him as he fucked my throat.
"Our mate," Finn said with a moan from behind me, his cock pounding into me again. "You are all mine."
Finn slammed into my ass as Howl bottomed out in my pussy, the Wolf holding my ass, spreading me for the Fae who was panting and gasping and by the sound of it, kissing the vampire above me. All of them moving into me, fucking me.
The ecstasy was everywhere, the heat and pressure growing until I was sure I would come. I tensed, panted, the pressure growing until as one, they all pulled out.
"No, don't stop" I gasped writhing against Howl as Finn laid beside me, the wolf passing me to the Vampire who laid me on his icy chest, the temperature a godsend against the pulsing heat that was thrumming in my veins. I sagged against him, basking in the chill as his still pulsing cock pressed against my arousal.
"Who said anything about stopping?" Saxon said with a chuckle, his member sliding into my soaking desperate opening as Howl’s bulk pressed against my ass, the huge member lovingly parting me.
Pain blossomed over my hips, over my ass as he pushed his hard erection inside, adding more and more of the lube as he pulsed in and out carefully spreading me as Saxon's cock twitched, the chill of him taking the edge off the pressure that was building between the globes of my ass.
"Howl," I said between heaving breaths, trying to relax enough that I could take him. Thankfully both he and Saxon were rubbing my back, allowing me to relax as I watched Finn clean his firm erection, his eyes watching my mouth in eager anticipation.
"You can take him, Honeybee." He whispered, his cock-head pointing toward me as he crawled over the bed to me, Howl burrowing even deeper.
"Fuck me, Howl," I pleaded, the pain spreading over me in bliss I didn't expect, everything blossoming and growing, hungry for them, all of them.
"Please," I begged, opening my mouth for Finn, desperate for him. "I want my mates to claim me. Fill me."
They didn't need to be told twice.
Heat, hands, and need was everywhere, everyone moving as one as they all raced to climax, taking me right along with them as their hands ran over me. Hands twisted in my hair as they plunged into my throat, vibrated against my swollen lips as they fucked my ass. Gripped my breasts as they swelled and throbbed against the hungry wet of my lust.
Everything was too much, too wonderful and I lost track of who was where and which hands belonged to who as everyone began to moan in delight, cocks pulsing as we all came as one. I screamed in want and need of more.
"Fuck!" Someone yelled, but it
wasn't the scream of climax, it was in fear as they all pulled out of me at once. Finn grabbed me, holding me against him as he scooped me off the bed and away from the headboard that had suddenly caught fire.
"What the hell?" Howl said with a gasp, everyone staring at the headboard as the flames rippled over it before going out.
Everyone turned to Finn.
"It wasn't me," he said, hands up in innocence. "I'm not the only one with magic remember."
Then they were all looking at me, the lustful energy fading as everyone looked at me in shock. I stared at my hands in confusion.
It was only a second later when the door busted open revealing Selene, who stood there smiling as if she had been listening at the door the entire time.
Probably had, bitch.
The boys all ran to cover their junk, but I didn't even move as she sauntered up to me, staring me up and down.
"Now that you are done whoring yourself out," she snarled, the hatred in her eyes growing as they took in the bite mark on my hip, and the lone wolf in the room.
"She isn't a whore," Howl said, but Selene slammed a hand up in his direction.
"Save it." she didn't even look at him. "Have a message for you, here."
She jutted a note toward me and Howl, completely naked, strolled over to her and snatched it from her hands.
"Everyone pays for the shit they stir up, Ivy. Now is your turn to pay up."
"Get out, Selene," We all said at the same time.
She stood, mouth agape, not saying a word until Howl growled and she bolted back out the way she came, laughing and swinging her hips as though nothing out of the ordinary had happened.
Howl handed me the note and I carefully unfolded it and what I read next made my blood go cold.
"‘Ivy Potter is hereby challenged for her position in the pack by Pater Wulfson. One week from delivery of this note--on pack lands.'"
Shit.
"I thought escaping Nicky had been the most exciting thing to happen this semester."
Bloodwood Academy is about to get dangerous…
A challenge by the alpha is only the start of Ivy’s troubles.
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Saxon swept me up, carrying me to the nearest of the oversized couches in his Keep, the backrest shaped like an inverted ‘s’. I had avoided this one last time because it didn’t seem a place to sleep, let alone fuck. As he laid me on it now, I instantly understood the appeal. With my back arched over the back of the couch, my breasts were displayed to the ceiling, my neck spread and opened to him, as were my legs.
Instead of laying down, he grabbed my knees and placed them to the side of the couch, spreading me open even further after removing my panties. The damp cool of the Keep whispered over the displayed apex of my sex and I shivered. Saxon chuckled.
“Now comes the fun part,” he whispered. His cold hands ran down my calves to my ankles, which he pressed against the side of the couch and into hard metal bands that snapped around them like shackles.
“What was that?” I asked, sitting up. He stood, his muscular frame leaning as he towered over me, his chest sliding over my spread legs.
“Those are to keep you where I want you,” Saxon whispered as his hands continued over my body, gliding or whispering over my abdomen, around my breasts, to my shoulders, and down my arms. The further up my arms his fingers moved, the closer he came to my lips, to my neck. His fangs were fully exposed.
“Do you want to be mine?” Saxon asked, his nose trailing over my neck. He planted his lips against my jaw, the touch a burning cold. I shivered. “Do you want to be right where I want you?”
“Yes,” I gasped, knowing that I did, no matter how terrifying the fact that I couldn't move was making me.
“Good,” Saxon whispered, his hands rough against my arm as he pressed my wrists against the sides of the couch and into the bands that instantly snapped together to lock me in place.
I made a sound that was half fear, half pleasure. As I re-balanced my weight trying to get away from the cold bands only to find that I was captured.
Held against the couch. Caught underneath the vampire who smiled as he ripped my bra and panties from my soaked and wanting body in one quick motion.
“You smell so good, Ivy,” Saxon said, running his nose down my neck and over my bare breasts where his tongue darted out to capture my nipple for a moment. I moaned and he continued down, his hands running down my sides, down my legs, as he inhaled the scent of my stomach.
The scent of my sex.
“My rose,” he murmured, burying his face between my legs, his cold tongue darting out to flick at my clit. I gasped at the contact, a thrill of pleasure shooting up my spine. My body convulsed as he nipped at the tiny nub of aroused flesh, my back attempting to arch, my hips working to press into him, but I couldn’t move. Judging by the pricks of cold metal that was all up and down my legs and arms, he had bound me by more than my ankles and wrists. A split second of panic captured my breath.
“Saxon,” I moaned, shifting as the pleasure began to overtake me.
He said nothing, just ran his hands over my hips, his palms smothering my breasts as his teeth nipped at my clitoris again.
“Saxon,” I didn’t know what I was asking for or what I wanted, but he understood anyway. His tongue pressed into the tightness of my lust, lapping at my opening, devouring me as his teeth rubbed against my clit, as they slid over it.
Moaning, I fought against the restraints, pleasure wracking every muscle into a twisted form of bliss. Bliss that grew with his tongue caressing my walls, with his teeth nipping against me.
I knew what he was going to do a second before he did it. Not enough time to say, to do, anything. Tensing, his tongue plunged into my pussy, his teeth lifting before they clamped back down, those two fangs burrowing into the tender flesh on either side of my clit.
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Born and raised in Atlanta, Rae Foxx moved to Arizona when she reached adulthood. When Rae isn’t writing, she works part time at a Pilates studio. Her favorite spot is on the couch watching horror movies while sneaking cinnamon rolls. She’s endlessly searching for the perfect cup of coffee.
Rae Foxx writes salty, sarcastic heroines and alluring men who love them. Her books revolve around paranormal and supernatural harems where a girl can have all the men and romance she wants.
Adventure? Check. Romance? Check. Hot heroes? Double check.
Oh, and Hufflepuff all the way.
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