by Sam Crescent
“We don’t need to get married,” Lucia said. Not that she minded. Marriage was a human custom. Mates were for life, not a slip of paper.
“This is not a marriage certificate. We found a jeweler online who was willing to do it. It’s probably a little goofy, but it was Noah’s idea. I think he read it in some pussy book of his.”
“Hey, don’t diss the books, even if it was a pussy book, which it wasn’t, because there wouldn’t have been five men,” Noah said.
“What is it?” she asked.
“Open it, have a look.” Luke offered her the box, and she opened it.
It wasn’t a ring.
Inside was a necklace. A plain gold chain necklace that had the letters L, L, R, B, N, their initials, but each letter was that of a wolf in some pose or several wolves. It was a beautiful gold necklace.
“So you can have a piece of us all day long.”
“But I didn’t get you guys anything,” she said.
They held up their hands and on each of their ring fingers was a gold band. She saw her initial carved into the gold.
“We’re going to look cool, Billy, Ryan, and I, but Luke and Luther are going to look a little self-absorbed.”
“This is our devotion to you, Lucia, always, all of us,” Luther said. He took her lips in a searing kiss.
“Don’t let him win so easily. We’re all in agreement that you should torture him some more.”
“That’s coming from your own pack,” she said, breaking from the kiss. Taking the necklace from the box, she handed it to Ryan to help her do the clasp. Against her chest, it felt odd, but this was their symbol.
They were her men, and she was their woman.
“I know this is really early and all, but I really think we should talk diaper changing schedule,” Ryan said. “There is a lot I’m willing to do. Changing diapers is not on the list.”
She winked at the men as she straddled Ryan’s lap.
Lucia felt his cock harden instantly as she began to rub herself against his erection.
“It’s not?” she asked.
Ryan gripped her hips and moaned as he drew her close. “I know what you’re doing.”
“Well, if you’re not wanting diaper duty, then I guess you shouldn’t really help in making them.” Lucia went to move off. She had no intention of ever denying him, but she loved that he caved so easily.
His hands were on her hips, holding her tight against him. “I’ll change all the diapers that you need me to.” He kissed her breasts. She wore a pair of pajamas that she didn’t know how she got on and figured her men had solved that problem. Sinking her fingers into Ryan’s hair, she felt one of her men moving up behind her.
Fingers teased the edge of her shirt, and in one quick move, the shirt was up over her head and tossed across the room within the next second.
Hands gripped her tits, cupping underneath the mounds, offering them up to Ryan. “I don’t mind if I do.”
“Please, I need you inside me,” she said.
“You want me deep inside your pussy?” Ryan asked.
“Yes, please, yes.”
“I love it when you beg.”
She glanced down between her thighs to see Luther touching her clit, his fingers stroking across her nub.
“Take him inside you,” Luther said. “Let us see how good you look.”
“Her tits feel so much heavier,” Noah said.
“They don’t get that big that fast,” Lucia said, moaning as he pinched her nipples and the pleasure went straight to her clit.
“Can you all imagine when she’s full and ripe? Fuck. I can’t wait.” Noah continued to tease her breasts. Luke and Billy moved in close, and their lips took her nipples into their mouths.
Hands were everywhere.
The pleasure was out of this world, and she couldn’t focus. The tip of Ryan’s cock stroked across her entrance, and as he pulled her down over his hard length, she cried out his name.
Luther didn’t stop his teasing of her pussy even as Ryan filled her, pushing forward, going deep within her.
“Do you feel how good he is?” Luther asked.
“Yes. He feels so good. Please don’t stop, Ryan.”
“Is she wet?”
“So fucking wet. I’m not going to last. She’s so tight and hot.” Ryan pounded inside her, going to the hilt and coming.
She felt every single wave of his cum as it flooded her pussy.
Ryan took her lips in a rough kiss before she was moved, and suddenly, she straddled Luke’s cock. She took him in deep. This time, she wrapped her arms around his waist, feeling another man at her back.
It was Noah. He teased more of her slick cream against her anus, preparing her. Luke spread her ass cheeks, giving Noah the chance to fill her ass.
With them both deeply inside her, she rocked between them, letting them take their pleasure, using her to drive their need higher.
She loved being between them, their arms wrapped around her, and when they came, she felt so complete but knew more was to come.
Luther lifted her up in his arms, and she stared into his eyes.
“Hello, beautiful,” he said. “Forgive me.”
“You’re staying?”
“Yes.”
“Then there’s nothing to forgive. You’re here, and you’re alive. We’re a family, a pack, and nothing is going to tear us apart, nothing.” She ran her fingers through his hair. “I love you all so damn much. I would give my life to protect you, all of you.”
“There won’t be any need for that,” he said. “You have all of us, and we’re going to keep you and our baby safe. One big happy family.”
She couldn’t stop smiling. “I want more than one kid. I want a big family.” She looked at all of them so they knew she was being serious.
“I don’t think that is a good idea,” Noah said.
She shook her head. “All I’ve ever wanted was a big family. That’s what I want with all of you. Please, please.”
“How about we take it on a baby by baby basis?” Luther said.
“I can live with that.”
She reached down, taking hold of his cock. Aligning it to her already wet entrance, she slid down him, and his frown turned to a look of pleasure as she took him in deep. He was the biggest out of all of the men, and having been with Ryan and Luke, it had made it easy for him to slide in to the hilt.
He held her ass for Billy this time, and as they both took her, driving in deep, Ryan, Noah, and Luke were close by, their hands all over her, driving her closer and closer to orgasm.
When she came, she did so screaming their names, not wanting them to stop, but the pleasure was intense.
Afterward, she lay on the bed, her men all around her, happy, content, knowing that this was how her life was always supposed to be.
There was no point in staying angry with Luther. Anger never helped, and it only caused more conflict.
“We should think of some names,” Luther said.
She smiled.
“Do you want to name her?” Lucia asked.
He nodded. “I’d like to call her Sarah, after my mother. If that is okay?”
She looked toward the others, and they all nodded in agreement.
“Deal. If it’s a girl, we’ll call her Sarah.” Resting her head on Luther’s shoulders, she closed her eyes. “And if it’s a boy, I want to call him Daniel, for my dad.”
They all murmured their agreement.
Eyes closed, she let sleep claim her, knowing that nothing was going to ruin their time together.
The danger was gone, and all that remained now was the calm, her pack, her love for them.
She felt that bond strengthen.
This was her life now, and she loved every second of it.
Epilogue
Five years later
The Knight pack had expanded.
The men and women who had been taken by the human hunters didn’t leave their land, and they built their own community
. Building work took place as soon as possible. Luther made sure everyone was happy, and no one left. That was what surprised him. The men and women that were saved had sworn themselves to the Knight pack. He wouldn’t have turned them away.
Their loyalty meant a great deal to him, especially with Lucia heavily pregnant.
For nine months he’d watched her get bigger, reading the books that Noah had delivered so they were all prepared.
She didn’t want to go to the hospital. None of them wanted human interaction, so they stayed within their community.
A female wolf in pain was a deadly thing, and if for whatever reason she hurt someone, he knew she wouldn’t be able to handle that on her conscience, not someone who was only there to help, not to harm.
Sipping his coffee, he watched as their two sons ran around the washing that was hung up on the washing line. Lucia had stopped hanging it out and was running after them, their screams filling the air.
Two sons, and Noah was currently holding their latest addition, a little girl.
Ryan and Billy were working on the first treehouse that Daniel had been asking for since he turned three.
This was his family.
The rest of the pack, the extended family, had grown in five years. Men and women had been mated, and there were times he found himself staring around his land, and where it had once been completely bare, it was now full of life.
“Are you happy?” Lucia asked, coming up to wrap her arms around his neck.
“So much it scares me.”
“It shouldn’t scare you to be happy.” She pressed a kiss to his lips.
“With you in my arms, our kids running around happy, and everyone just enjoying life, that for me, is what life is all about.”
She tilted her head back. “I know you still get the nightmares. That you hold me a little tighter when you wake up at night. I was thinking about how the hunters were a good thing to us.”
“How could they have been good? They were monsters.”
She smiled. “They were monsters. They’re gone, but if they hadn’t arrived, I’d have never met you. Without them, we wouldn’t be here right now. Maybe things happen for a reason, and for all of us to be together, we had to have them.”
“She’s right,” Noah said, coming in close.
Ryan, Luke, and Billy were now close behind them.
They were his family.
His loves, and as he kissed Lucia, he knew without a doubt, that no matter the nightmares, he would always have them all.
“You do realize we’re stopping with the kids now. We’ve got three,” he said.
“Oh, please, in your dreams. There’s no way we’re stopping yet. I want an entire football team and then some,” Lucia said. “Besides, you were the one that wanted to stop after one. Besides, I know for a fact that Robert said he was happy to watch the kids tonight, and I’m all healed up.” She touched each of them in turn, and there was no doubt that tonight she would get fucked by each of them.
She was their mate, and they were wrapped around her finger.
“One more,” Luther said.
“We’ll see.”
They stood together, all six of them united, watching their new pack.
Life was good and filled with love.
It had taken him a long time to see, but he realized it was exactly what he always wanted.
The End
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BONUS SAMPLE CHAPTER
BRED BY THE ALPHA
Breeding Season, 3
Sam Crescent and Stacey Espino
Copyright © 2018
Chapter One
“Her stomach looks so cute,” said Jake. He was swooning over his pregnant mate, and Liam was fucking sick of hearing about it.
“Keep that shit to yourself,” he said.
Jake glared at him. “You’re even bitchier than usual. What’s going on with you?”
Liam had just turned fifty. He was the alpha of his pack and was still without a woman to call his own. He could hardly sleep nights knowing he still didn’t have an heir to take over his place in the pack once he was too old to reign.
“Cabin fever,” he said.
“We’re almost finished construction. Don’t worry, we’ll be out of your hair within the week.”
“Just hurry it up.”
He stood and stretched out his muscles. Since three of his packmates had found their mates within the last year, he wanted all the happy couples out of the main cabin. They owned thousands of acres of untouched forest, with a small settlement for their pack. Lately, he’d been sleeping in his fur in their old wolf den rather than his comfortable king-sized bed. Listening to Jake, Eli, and Ben fucking in the next rooms had put him in a perpetual black mood.
Why were the gods forsaking him? He’d been searching for his mate for decades, but all he’d found were one-night stands. Liam began to trek away from the camp. His spirits were down, and tonight he’d drown his misery in cheap whisky.
“Come on,” he called to his dog, Alphie. The German shepherd ran up beside him, tagging along. He’d always loved dogs, and the fact had made him a pariah of sorts. Shifters believed dogs were lesser beings and couldn’t understand why he’d want one as a pet. He blamed his human side. Regardless, everyone knew to keep their paws off Alphie, even in their wolf form, or they’d deal with him.
The forest was quiet at this time of evening, just the remnants of the sunset between the leaves above. He loved this land, but the loneliness was driving him insane. He wanted what many of his friends had, a mate, love, happiness, and regular sex. As a shifter, his sexual drive was off the charts, and he was tired of cheap women and random hookups. He wanted to devote himself to one woman, but it had to be the one chosen for him. Maybe he’d die alone, his legacy ending along with him.
Liam had a love-hate relationship with humankind. He used to work as a driver for the local lumber camp, but as alpha he preferred to stay on the land, ensuring it was safe. Most of his pack had outside jobs during the day, but at night they patrolled their territory in shifts. They had enemies that would be eager to claim their property, and there was no way he’d let that happen. It was survival of the fittest in their world.
He rarely ventured into the small town. The gossipy humans served to piss him off, and he wouldn’t feed their craving for information. After years of his refusing to warm up to them, they now kept their distance—exactly how he liked it. Their identities as shifters was a carefully guarded secret, and since many humans in the small northern town liked to hunt, that didn’t put them on common ground. Zealous hunters often targeted wolves.
The grocery store was a beacon of light as he emerged from the forest. He rolled out his shoulders. He’d get what he needed and have a full-blown pity party. He hoped his mood would improve once he had the main cabin to himself again.
He ran a hand through his hair. This would be a quick stop. His boots crunched along the gravel before he stepped onto the paved parking area. A couple streetlamps highlighted the nearly empty lot. He knew the navy pickup belonged to the cashier, and the guy stocking shelves owned the red Honda. The manager was a loud bitch, but she was only in during the day.
As he neared the front doors, an unusual scent caught his attention. It made his fangs prick his gums. He resisted his urge to shift and investigate. He’d come to the store for his booze, and he planned to get it. Liam didn’t trust his own instincts at this point, not with his black mood.
Alphie sensed his unease, barking into the darkness. “Relax, boy. I’ll just be a minute.” He left his dog outside and entered the grocery store.
The bright florescent lights irritated his eyes once he entered. As a shifter, a
ll his senses were magnified. He grabbed a basket and began his search. Often, he ate in his wolf form—rabbit, deer, whatever he decided to hunt. Sometimes he’d save what he caught and barbeque it at their camp, human-style. That’s why he liked to have hot sauce on hand.
As he entered the first aisle, the cashier monitored his every move. Did she think he was there to steal? He ground his teeth, tempted to tell her to “fuck off”. Instead, he made his way through the store, collecting what he needed.
He still couldn’t get that scent off his mind. It was even stronger inside the store, perfuming the air to the point of distraction. It was delicious, a sweet vanilla that made his cock hard. He nearly laughed out loud. Having blue balls for months had made him delirious.
As he turned the corner into the produce aisle, he saw her. She was a vision, long red hair twirled up on top her head, and big green eyes. He watched her move, putting things into her basket without paying attention to her surroundings. She was the essence of a woman, with lush curves and pouty lips—and she was, without a doubt, the source of the scent.
He practically drooled as he envisioned stripping her naked and eating her until she came on his tongue. He licked his lips. Gods, he wanted her, and he would have her. Never in his life had he felt such a strong pull.
The sudden realization finally struck him, nearly bringing him to his knees. She was his mate. Could it actually be true? Was she the one sent by the gods? She was human, but at this point in his life, he didn’t give a fuck. She was gorgeous, a ray of sunshine to his darkness.
He watched her for the longest time, frozen in place at the end of the aisle. Where had she come from? Maybe dropped right out of heaven. He’d never seen her before, and he sure as hell had never noticed that addictive scent before. She had rounded hips, perfect for child-bearing. He could already imagine her ripe with their child, with his heir. Her tits were huge, barely contained under her beige canvas jacket. Liam had never wanted a woman more.