by Rae Foxx
Howl scrunched up his mouth, trying not to laugh. “She has been practicing and will continue to practice, but trust me when I say your Alpha has powers that are beyond our understanding. When the time comes, and I believe it will, she will be able to wield them flawlessly.”
Fuck. He sounded better than I did. Then again, he was raised to be in my place as the leader of this pack.
I breathed out heavily. “I’ll do the best I can--that I can promise.”
That quelled them somehow. Slowly, they nodded and moved away, pulling clothes back on before vanishing up the stairs.
I guess we would have to see who ended up coming back.
Scarlet and the twins were loyal to a fault, everyone else had left.
“That was a fucking disaster,” Evan said, Owen agreed with a nod.
I plopped onto the hard dirt, spread eagle and exhausted. In no time, was surrounded by my mates. Hands on thighs and arms, leaving me one appendage to wildly gesture.
“At least I stopped blessing them. Maybe next time I’ll flash them all, worked well for Danvers.”
“Danvers was her own kind of crazy,” Scarlet said, sinking down to the dirt beside us.
“Yep, today was a disaster all around.” I was full-on bitching by now.
“Does it help that I brought beer?” Finn asked. I was up in a second, secretly wishing I could find a cigarette to go with that.
Chapter 12
The fact that I was both a harem queen and a magic maniac had gone over better than expected. At our next pack meeting, we hadn’t lost anyone; although the family of raccoons was late and I about had a heart attack.
Last thing we needed was for Pater and his pack of wussies to find out I had magic or was mated to a vampire.
Vampires and Shifters were worse archenemies than every movie I had ever seen had portrayed. The fact that I was mated to both was like some cardinal sin. People were getting over it, or they were tolerating his existence, which was helped along by the fact that Saxon and Howl had turned from foes to friends. Oh, and that I kept catching things on fire.
My escapade in the underground training room had opened up some kind of floodgate. Now, I kept catching little things on fire. Mostly bedsheets, when I was tangled in them. With my guys.
After last night when the fire had been large enough to set off the in-house fire extinguishing system and soak all of the inhabitants in water, a few of the students put their foot down. I was learning to master my magic.
Which was why Howl, Finn, and I were in the forest, practicing my fire magic.
Because there is no better place to practice magic than in the middle of the forest. With trees.
And dried brush.
Howl smirked and rolled his eyes at me. Clearly, I was still projecting my thoughts at him.
Either that or he was simply listening in. There hadn’t been a lot for him to do. He was ready to prod my wolf and see if we could get the beautiful beast to cast fire. We hadn’t gotten to that stage yet.
“Okay, try again,” Finn said, staring between me and the pile of logs I was supposed to be setting ablaze and the towering pine that was getting the brunt of the attacks. Poor thing looked like it had been attacked with a fire whip.
“I don’t see how it’s going to get any better,” I grumbled, holding my hands out and watching them smoke. “The only time I really had control was in the basement dungeon, you know, after Scarlet kicked my boobs.”
I looked down, half expecting the toe bruises she had given me to be peeking out from behind my low-cut shirt, but they had mostly healed. All that was visible was a thin bruise from a strap Saxon had brought over last night. Would have been fun to play with too, you know, if I hadn’t caught the mother fucking roof on fire.
“I’m not kicking you in the boobs, Ivy.” Howl chuckled, pulling at some grass
and leaned back on the rock he was sitting on.
“Thank you?” I wasn’t sure if that was something one normally thanks someone for.
“Hmmm… This would be so much easier to figure out if we knew what your mom was. With Nicky still haunting the damn school, I don’t expect to gain that information any time soon,” Finn mused, hand to chin as he stepped around to face me, looking me up and down like I was for sale or some shit. If he wasn’t careful, I was going to kick him in something ball-shaped. “Every time your fire has gotten out of control was when you were aroused.”
“Aroused is one way to put it,” I smirked. “I would just say fucked.”
Finn’s smile spread and he stepped closer, his hand lifting to trace down my arm. “So, if we really want to learn control, we should distract you in the same way, yes?”
Howl jumped to his feet before I could inhale.
“I knew I was needed out here for a reason.”
I swallowed, my voice shaking as Howl came up behind me, his hand on my hip, fingers dipping below the band on my pants.
“You want to train me to control my magic by making it even more uncontrollable?”
“Mmhmm,” Finn whispered, pulling at the hem of my shirt before he tugged it over my head. That was a change. Normally he blinked my clothes away. This time he removed them, his fingers gently grazing along my ribs as he pulled the fabric over my shoulders, trapping my head and arms in the fabric as he bent down, hot, wet lips trailing kisses over my collarbones, his tongue flicking sparks of pressure and pleasure against the sensitive flesh.
I moaned and arched at the touch, at the added sensation of Howl's fingers as they dipped below the top of my panties and trailed along the tender skin between thigh and folds.
Howl’s free hand drifted up my spine, freeing me from the confines of my shirt and tossing it aside as he kissed my neck. His hands then drifted back down as they worked my shorts over my ass, down to my knees where I shook them to the ground. His hands trailed back up to my hips, slamming my ass against the twitching tent of his jeans before his fingers splayed and spread over the apex of my thighs towards the opening that was screaming for their attention.
I shivered as his hot fingers framed my pussy, tapping the skin playfully as Finn captured a nipple in his mouth, biting down until I gasped, his tongue flicked the tight knot of my breast.
It was then, as I gyrated against them, searching for their cocks, begging them to enter, that I realized they were wearing entirely too much clothing.
In fact, they were fully dressed.
“Take off this nonsense,” I moan-growled, tugging at the front of Finn’s pants, but he just chuckled, capturing both of my wrists in one of his soft hands.
“Nu-uh,” I chuckled, glancing at Howl who was now sucking and flicking at the skin on my neck until I was sure I was going to explode again. The heat was already boiling. I either needed to breathe, move, or run away screaming. I wasn’t moving with Finn’s grip on my hands, with Howl’s fingers pressing into my hips.
“Light the fire, Ivy. You’ll be one step closer to your reward.” Oh, gods, the Fae bastard had mischief in his eyes.
“One fire for one article of clothing. I can promise you that the cock you so desire will be the last thing you free.”
I wanted to scream in frustration, instead, I moaned in erotic torture, thanks mostly to the way Howl was digging his teeth into my shoulder now. His hands spread my legs apart enough that the chill of the forest air was stirring against my clit and that Finn’s fingers could gain easier access.
“Please,” I moaned, knowing there was no way in hell that this was going to end well. The two boys laughed. Howl picked me up until his quivering cock was pressing right between the globes of my ass. Finn’s fingers were darting down, over breast, over belly--right to a sure-fire explosion.
“Light the fire, Ivy,” Howl whispered as Finn stepped to the side, his finger circled and warmed my clit.
Heated pleasure flared over my hips, racing over my abdomen and right to my hands, right to that poor tree that promptly caught on fire again.
“Nooo,” I
moaned, as Finn took over coaxing my clit around as Howl’s fingers spread my ass.
“Try again, honeybee,” Finn whispered, slowly moving to his knees. “We won’t stop until you light the fire. Then you can breathe...”
I didn’t wait for him to finish, for his mouth to make contact with the swollen, desperate flesh he was now licking his lips over. I tried again, putting all of my focus into the pile of sticks in the middle of the tiny clearing.
It sparked.
Oh gods, a bit of flame whispered inside of it. The tree right behind it was untouched.
“I did--” Then Finn’s tongue flicked at the bit of skin spread open by Howl’s hands. Both the stack of sticks and the tree behind caught in a blaze of red.
“My, my,” Howl said with that same dark voice he always got when he was about to fuck my brains out. I nearly lost it with those two words whispered in my ear.
Howl dropped me to the ground, Finn standing as both men stripped off their shirts, Finn quickly extinguishing the flames so as to start again.
I heaved in a breath in the seconds they gave me, doing my best to stabilize magic, lust, and air, all while standing on my own two feet. It was all much harder than it should have been.
I didn’t have nearly enough time to do any of that before the boys were back. Finn rushed to where Howl had been, his hands running over my breasts, pulling painfully at my nipples as he kicked my feet wider. The shoes I still wore slid on the pine needles until my legs were spread, my ass supported by Finn’s knee, putting my wet pussy right at Howl’s eye level. The fucker licked his lips. I bucked my hips in an effort to get him closer. Finn pulled my nipples at the motion, chuckling in what he clearly thought was punishment.
He got a moan instead of the sharp inhale he wanted and quickly moved from pulling to pinching, the feeling of arousal moving to pain so fast that they swirled through me, sparking in the air around me.
“Don’t lose control, little wolf,” Howl crooned, watching the sparks of fire fade to nothing as his hands ran down the backs of my legs. I shivered, losing my footing and sliding wider.
I could have sworn he laughed with lust, his hot breath flicking over flesh as his tongue darted out, not to torment my clit, but to torture everything else.
Wetness pooled between my legs as his tongue traced every line, running over my swollen lips and circling my opening, moaning as he tasted me, as his tongue pressed inside.
“Fuck,” I breathed, fire sparking before I was ready for it and catching the tree on fire.
“No,” I moaned with a sob, panicked as I redirected the power, pressing it away from the tree and right into the stack of wood.
Finn chuckled in my ear, “I’m impressed, you must really want our cocks inside of you.”
“Yes,” I begged as the two moved away, but this time I wasn’t able to hold my weight. I collapsed onto my hands and knees, gasping for breath, desperate for air and control. It was clear I was getting neither as both men dropped their pants right before me, the fabric bunching around their ankles as they stepped out, as they stepped closer, as they freed their hard, swollen staffs from their boxers and kneeled before me.
“What do you want, little wolf?” Howl asked, tilting his hips toward me until the head of his cock pressed against my lips, leaving a drop of salty pre-cum there. I licked it up, my mouth filling with want at the taste. I opened my lips, desperate for more, but he pulled away, Finn’s longer, more slender erection tapping against my cheek.
“One more fire, honeybee, then these are all yours.” I turned, but Finn moved away too, both of their hands reaching toward my neck, wrapping around my hair as they pulled me closer to their two dripping cocks.
I opened my mouth wide, sure they wanted me to take both. Their twitching heads hit my tongue, droplets of cum falling into my mouth as I felt the power in my hands swell. With every bit of want and need and desire, I forced that damn fire to ignite the pile of sticks behind my guys.
It went up in an inferno of purple and red.
“Good girl,” Howl said, pressing his massive cock into my mouth as Finn moved behind me, kneeling. He grabbed my hips, pulling me toward him as Howl moved closer, keeping himself pressed against the back of my throat as I gagged. Howl didn’t withdraw though. He kept the head of his cock right there, waiting to enter until Finn did.
I sputtered as Finn’s hot cock spread open my lower lips. Howl’s hands wound through my hair as they both pushed in.
My throat spread as my pussy did, both of their cocks filling me as they thrust, as they moaned. I nearly collapsed under the heated want that was flooding through me, through the energy that was still wanting to escape. The pressure of the fire grew as they fucked me, as they grew closer to climax.
Howl pulled out, letting me breathe as Finn continued to slam into me, his fingers now playing with my clit that had me one step from losing it.
I would have too if I hadn’t turned my head and spotted the biggest bitch herself standing in the trees staring at us.
“Selene,” I gasped in panic, all of the trees around us catching fire, right from the flames that dripped from my fingertips.
Chapter 13
“What in the actual hell?” I shrieked, getting up from the ground and tugging at a non-existent dress. Shit--naked, in front of Selene again. Not that I minded with how naked I had been in front of everyone lately. But damn, she was looking at me like I was a choice cut of beef.
The creepy-ass smile she was giving me was not helping that.
“How fucking long have you been standing there?” I spat, ripping the shirt out of Howl’s hand and throwing it over my head, not caring that it was both backward and inside out.
“Long enough,” she said, stepping around the still burning trees, scowling at the flames before her focus darted to my hand and the fire that was dripping from my fingertips.
I quickly pushed my hand behind my back, but even I knew that damage was already done.
“You are all dirty little beasts aren’t you?” she sneered, mostly looking at Howl, who was growling so loudly that I could barely hear Selene. “None as much as Howl, though. I barely believed it before, all of you fucking the whore. But seeing it. How do you stand it, Howl? How does your wolf like you fucking a pussy that’s dripping with another man’s cum?”
She smiled, Howl growled, but it wasn’t him who lunged at the bitch. It was me.
I snarled, wolf teeth pushing through as I nearly shifted in my lunge toward her pasty, prissy face. Claws out, I swiped at her, but she stepped back, Howl’s hands wrapping around my waist as he pulled me back. My claws didn’t even connect with her face, they breezed right by.
But she was still howling as though she had been struck, clutching her face as she cursed and stomped.
“Let me give her a reason to dance around,” I snarled, trying to break past Finn, and now Howl, who were doing their best to hold me back.
“I knew it,” Selene snarled, recovering from her pathetic act enough to face us, to remove her hand from her unmarred cheek.
Except it sure as hell wasn’t unmarred, four boiling, fiery cuts ripped through her skin from brow to chin, right were my claws would have hit--right where my magic did.
“Holy shit,” Howl snarled, Finn mumbling what I could only assume was a spell to reverse what I had done, except that the marks didn’t fade. They burned bright on her face. They burned and branded her face.
Oh, fuck.
“I knew they weren’t lying,” Selene continued, as the burn slowed and her shifter powers worked to heal the cuts. “They told me you had magic. At first I couldn't believe it, but it makes sense. How else could you have beat Pater? You would have to cheat…” Selene reached up, her fingers wiping away the few trails of blood that had seeped down her cheek, spreading the red across her face like warpaint.
“I didn’t cheat,” I snarled from between Finn and Howl, the two men flanking me, guarding me. Mostly naked. “If I had cheated I would have wo
n a lot sooner. Hell, I would have won anyway if he hadn’t run.”
“Would you?” Selene questioned with a sound that was more like a laugh. “Even with your cheating, I doubt you would have lasted another minute.”
“If my father was so close to winning, then why run?” Howl asked, stepping in front of me.
“Less healing time,” Selene’s eyes narrowed as she looked between us, that twitch of a wicked smile showing up again. “Good thing, too, now that he knows what a lying cheat you are, he’ll want to take his land and his pack back.”
My blood turned to ice. Not that we didn’t expect it, but I didn’t expect it as hellishly close to now. I mean, shouldn’t he still be licking his wounds and praising the fact that I didn’t kick his balls in?
“I didn’t cheat,” I snarled again, knowing it was only half true. My hands were in fists by my thighs as I tried to control the magic. I wasn’t really interested in giving her more proof of what I was. The cauterized scars on her face were enough.
Plus, if I wasn’t so scared shitless over what having her there meant, I would have been proud of my handiwork. I had a feeling those scars weren’t going anywhere.
“She won that match fair and square,” Finn said, his hand pressed against my lower back, trying to guide me toward him, guide me away from our super spy.
Like hell if I was going to leave before all of this was over. I pulled away and took one big step closer to Selene, fully aware I was within reaching distance now.
“We'll see what everyone else decides about that. I mean, if you have magic that means you aren’t a full shifter either,” she took a step closer, so close I could smell her minty breath against my nose. “If you aren’t a full shifter, you can’t be an Alpha. Hell, you shouldn’t even exist.”
All of us were silent, nostrils flaring as we stared at her, as I waited for the next ball to drop.
“Who has been filling your head with lies?” I stepped closer, fists pounding against my thighs as I tried to control my breathing, tried to control the shake in my voice.