by Becca Van
Chapter Eleven
Sierra bit her lip to stop herself from crying out. She and her mates were on their way home, but she was so hot and achy she felt as if she was burning up. This morning had passed quickly as she and her men had planned what they were going to do with the garden. Justice had sketched out the flower beds, the moat she’d suggested, and other smaller gardens with hardy plants that would survive the harsh climes of the north. Mr. and Mrs. Starr had been skeptical about the moat water feature, but when they’d seen Justice’s amazing drawn picture, they’d gotten excited. To her shock, the elderly couple had given the go-ahead to everything she and her men had envisaged, and the owners were so happy with it all, they couldn’t wait for her mates to get started.
The afternoon had been hard on Sierra. Every second she’d spent in Justice’s, Weldon’s, and Rhys’s presence the heat inside of her had become increasingly intense.
A few times she’d had to hold her breath and concentrate on not doubling over. It had been even more difficult to keep herself from gasping or groaning. She had no idea what was wrong with her, but she had a feeling she was getting sick. Her skin was hypersensitive, and she wanted to scratch all over until the crawling sensation was appeased. Yet, she wasn’t sure she’d be able to stand her own touch.
Her clothes were uncomfortable to the point of pain, and all she could think about was getting home, stripping off, and climbing into a cold bath. However, she wasn’t sure that would be enough to diffuse the internal blaze.
Her breasts were swollen, and the lace of her bra felt as if it had chafed her hard nipples raw. Her pussy lips felt puffy and enflamed, and her clit felt as if it had engorged to twice its normal size.
Rhys, Weldon, and Justice were chatting enthusiastically about the job, but she was sure she heard them sniffing every now and then. Sierra wondered if they could smell how wet she was and kept her face averted as she gazed out the rear side window. She was worried if she so much as moved she would climb onto Rhys and start humping him. Her face was hot and flushed, and she had perspiration sheening her skin.
When her womb and pussy contracted, she bit her lip hard enough to draw blood. What she wouldn’t give to find a pool and jump in, clothes and all.
“Sierra?”
Although she vaguely heard Rhys, who was sitting in the back seat on the other side of the truck, she was too intent on trying to work out what was wrong with her to answer.
The vehicle slowed and then turned, and she finally turned to gaze out the front window. She nearly started crying with relief when she realized that they were home.
“Honey, are you okay?” Rhys asked.
She turned to meet his gaze and shook her head, then quickly looked away. When the truck came to a stop, she unclipped her seatbelt and got out. Her knees buckled as soon as her feet hit the ground, and if she hadn’t clung to the open door she would have fallen to her knees or on her ass.
“Whoa, darlin’,” Weldon said as he got out of the front passenger seat. “Slow down, mate.” She slapped his hand away as he reached for her and frowned down at her. “Let me help you.”
She shook her head again as she straightened, but before she could step away from him, Weldon scooped her up into his arms. To her surprise, the heat and aching in her body dissipated slightly. “What’s wrong with me?”
“It’s the mating heat, baby,” Justice said as he and Rhys came around to their side of the truck.
“We’ve been feeling the effects all afternoon, too,” Rhys said. “I wish we could have talked to you about it and done something to alleviate our hunger, but with the elderly human couple around, we had to try and ignore it.”
“How did that work out for ya?” she snarled. Sierra covered her mouth, astonished by the anger and the way she’d spoken to her men.
“We tried talking to you in the truck, darlin’, but you were in a world of your own,” Weldon explained.
“Put me down,” she ordered.
“No.” Weldon frowned at her, then turned and carried her quickly toward the house.
She sighed as she rested her cheek against Weldon’s chest, the steady beat of his heart a comforting rhythm she tried hard to concentrate on. Even though she felt a little better, the fiery hunger roiling inside of her was too much to think of anything else.
All Sierra could think about was ripping her men’s clothes off and jumping their bones.
Weldon rushed through the house as soon as he entered and headed straight for the bedroom. He carefully lowered her to her feet and took a couple of steps back. Rhys and Justice had followed them, and all three of her mates removed their shirts and then started on their jeans.
“If you don’t want your clothes ripped to shreds, I suggest you start disrobing,” Justice said in a raspy voice.
Sierra nodded, pulled her shirt off, and then reached for the button on her jeans. Her fingers were trembling and uncoordinated. She growled with frustration when she couldn’t get the button from the hole.
“Let me help you, darlin’.” Weldon nudged her hand aside and then deftly flicked the button open and lowered the zipper. He shoved her jeans and panties down to her knees, assisted her until she was sitting on the end of the bed, and removed her shoes and socks. “You smell so fucking good, mate. I can’t wait to get my mouth on that hot, wet pussy.”
“Oh god,” she moaned.
Justice and Rhys, who were naked, got up on the bed beside her. Justice palmed her face, turned her toward him, and kissed her. They ate at each other’s mouths with lots of tongue tangling until they were both breathless.
Rhys unclipped her bra, took it off her, and flung it aside. He cupped a breast and then he was taking one of her nipples into his mouth. Sierra whimpered, threading her fingers into his hair to hold him to her chest.
Weldon, who’d removed her jeans and panties, caressed up and down her legs, getting higher and higher. She moaned and tried to cant her hips up toward him, but since she was still sitting up, she couldn’t.
“Move her up the bed more,” Weldon commanded hoarsely.
Rhys and Justice hooked their hands under her armpits and tugged her up the bed, then eased her down until she was flat on the mattress. As soon as they’d settled on their sides beside her, she smoothed her hands down over their chests toward their groins and wrapped her hands around their hard dicks. She pumped them a few times and groaned with frustration when they grasped her wrists, lifted her arms above her head, and pinned them to the mattress. “I need to touch you.”
“We’d love to have your hands on us, baby.” Justice gave her a quick peck on the mouth. “But we’re too horny for you right now, and for the mating bond to be strong, we all need to come together.”
“After we’ve fully bonded, you can explore my body to your heart’s content.” Rhys nibbled on her shoulder.
She had a second’s warning when Weldon breathed on her soaked folds, and she cried out as he licked her from bottom to top. “Fucking delicious,” he said in a growly voice. “I could spend hours drinking down all this yummy cream.”
“Oh!” She began to shake as Weldon lapped over her folds and at her juices. Already she could feel the tension beginning to gather in her muscles.
“Here,” Rhys said.
“Here what?” she asked as she opened her eyes.
“I was talking to Weldon, honey.”
She gazed down at Weldon and met his heated blue eyes. When he held his hand up and she saw he was holding a tube of lube, her womb contracted and more cream leaked from her pussy.
“I’m going to prepare this ass, darlin’,” he said raspingly. “And then we’re all going to make love to you together.” He met his brothers’ gazes. “Turn her over.”
Rhys held her hips, and she was about to help him by rolling when Justice said, “Wait!”
“What?” Weldon and Rhys asked simultaneously.
“Rhys, you lie in the middle of the bed first,” Justice ordered.
Sierra scr
ambled up to her hands and knees. Weldon groaned, and she looked back over her shoulder to see him staring at her ass and pussy while licking his lips.
“That’s the prettiest sight I’ve ever seen.” He met her gaze then stared at her pussy again as he drove a finger up inside of her.
She gasped.
“Do you like that, darlin’?” Weldon asked.
She nodded.
“Do you like having my finger fucking your wet cunt?” he asked again.
“God, yes.”
“I’m ready,” Rhys said.
Weldon withdrew his finger from her pussy, and she reached for Rhys as he reached for her. He and his brothers were so damn strong, he didn’t seem to have any trouble lifting her from the bed and hauling her over his body. She braced her hands on his hard, muscled chest as she straddled his hips. Rhys grasped the base of his dick and held it up and away from his body. “Take me inside you, mate.”
Sierra licked her lips, nodded again, and started to lower herself onto his cock. She sobbed with pleasure as her tissues stretched and burned, but she wasn’t feeling any pain. She loved the way Rhys’s dick expanded her pussy as he penetrated her. She stilled when the broad head of his cock popped through her muscles, then she lifted up slightly and dropped back down. He growled, and she moaned.
He felt so good stroking over all the ultra-sensitive nerves in her pussy and couldn’t wait until he was embedded inside of her to the root. As soon as she got used to his thick girth, she was going to move up and down over him to pleasure both of them. She was so aroused, she wanted, needed to come now.
“Lean down, honey,” Rhys said.
She bent toward him, groaning when he cupped one of her breasts and strummed the nipple with his thumb. He cupped the back of her head with his large hand, pulling her closer, and then he kissed her. Rhys consumed her mouth. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, swirling and twirling it around her own before suckling on it. She panted and her pussy rippled around his hard cock, causing them to both gasp with hungry need.
She heard the pop of a bottle but didn’t think anything of it since she was too intent on kissing Rhys, but when she felt cool, wet fingers against her star, she broke the kiss and gulped in air.
“You have the sexiest fucking ass, darlin’,” Weldon rasped out. “I can’t wait to fuck it.”
“Oh!” she moaned.
“Look at me, baby,” Justice demanded.
Using her hands braced on Rhys’s chest, she pushed herself up and turned to face Justice. He sifted his fingers into her hair and grasped a chunk when he reached her nape. “I need to taste those sexy lips, mate.”
She leaned up and met him halfway, and they ravished each other.
Rhys shoved a hand between their bodies and begun to trace light circles over her clit. Weldon pushed the tip of a finger into her ass and she shivered. She couldn’t believe how good it felt to have such an intimate place touched. Nor that she liked it and couldn’t wait to have all three of her men fucking her at the same time and completing the claiming.
Sierra wasn’t sure she’d be able to stave off the impending orgasm until all three of them were inside of her.
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Weldon breathed heavily with aroused excitement. He couldn’t wait to have his dick buried inside of Sierra’s ass, balls deep. She was so fucking tight and hot. She was going to feel amazing around his cock.
His wolf was pacing impatiently waiting for the moment when he’d bite into her flesh and make her theirs forever, but so far he’d managed to keep his animal in check. He wasn’t sure how much longer he’d keep himself on a leash, though. His dick felt harder than it had ever felt before, and his balls were full and heavy with seed.
Weldon pushed his needs to the back of his mind, and he pumped his finger in and out of her ass, spreading the lube and getting her used to having her back entrance penetrated.
When she stopped clenching on him and tried to rock back toward him, he knew she was ready for more. He withdrew, added lube to the tips of two fingers, and stroked them up inside her pucker.
Even though he couldn’t see her face, he trusted his brothers were keeping a close watch on their woman and would tell him if they thought he should stop, but neither of them said a word.
Justice was suckling on one of her breasts. Rhys was rolling the nipple of the other while fondling her clit to keep her on edge without sending her over. That was making his job of preparing her ass that much easier.
He gained more and more depth into her ass, and as soon as he was in all the way, he spread his fingers, stretching out her tight muscles. All the soft lusty sounds she made went straight to his dick. His cock was bobbing and continuously leaking precum.
Sierra whimpered when he eased his fingers from her ass and then moaned when he pressed three into her star. He kept his eyes locked on Justice as his brother kneaded and caressed her breast, but thankfully, he didn’t tell him to stop.
As soon as she was taking his three fingers with ease, he drew them out, coated his dick with lots of lube, and then wiped his hand on a towel. “She’s ready,” he said hoarsely.
“Come back down here, honey.” Rhys wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her down until she was lying on top of him. His brother parted his legs wider and grasped one of her ass cheeks with his hand.
Justice clasped her chin between his finger and thumb, turning her toward him. “Keep your eyes on mine, baby,” he demanded.
“Here I come, darlin’.” Weldon lined the head of his dick up with her ass and started pushing in. While he knew her reflexive instincts were probably to tighten up and keep him out, Sierra sucked in a deep breath and relaxed even more on top of Rhys.
Her ass loosened, and he groaned as the crown of his cock popped through the tight ring of muscles. He held still, giving her time to get used to his intimate intrusion, all the while gritting his teeth as she clenched down hard around the head of his cock. He’d never felt anything so exquisite in his life, but when he felt heat forming at the base of his spine, he hoped like hell that he’d last the distance and not go racing toward the finish line.
Weldon shook his head.
Sierra was going to be his mate even if he had to yank his own balls off to prevent himself from coming too soon.
Chapter Twelve
Weldon began to slowly rock his hips, pushing his dick a couple more inches into her ass. Though she felt as if her ass was about to split open, the pain was endurable, and instead of experiencing too much discomfort, her desire heated up a notch.
She dug her nails into Rhys and hoped she wasn’t hurting him but couldn’t seem to make herself ease up her grip. She’d never felt anything so carnal and primitive in her life, but she liked it. She shook her head. Like wasn’t a strong enough word. She loved feeling Weldon’s cock slowly gliding in and out of her ass. She was so damn full, and the more depth he gained, the fuller she got. Rhys, who also had a long, thick cock, felt huge inside of her pussy, because the more ground Weldon gained, the tighter her pussy got.
He was so gentle with her, stopping often to give her time to get used to having him in her ass, but Sierra was no piece of fluff that couldn’t handle a little pain. If Rhys hadn’t been holding her hips and Weldon hadn’t had a grip on her ass cheeks to keep her still, she would have shoved back against him, taking Weldon’s dick all the way to the hilt.
“Are you all right, darlin’?” Weldon asked breathlessly.
“Yeah,” she groaned. “Give me everything you’ve got, Weldon. I’m not a fucking princess,” she snapped.
“Do it,” Justice commanded.
“Hold on to her,” Weldon ordered.
Rhys gripped her ribs, and Justice laced his fingers with hers. Weldon tightened his hold on her hip and the other hand on her ass. He drew back, and this time when he surged forward, he didn’t stop until he was inside her to the base.
Sierra closed her eyes and breathed through the burning fullness as his cock split her wide
open, but again there was no real pain. She was full to the brim, and it felt so fucking good.
She tried to move her hips to get her men to move, but when she felt movement at her side, she turned toward Justice. He was up on his knees with his large hand wrapped around his big cock, and she licked her lips as he pumped his own dick. It was one of the sexiest sights she’d ever seen and when she saw the drop of precum in the slit, she couldn’t wait to taste it, taste him.
Sierra leaned to the side, nudged his hand from his cock, and wrapped her own around it. While her fingers didn’t meet, she wasn’t concerned. She already knew what it felt like to have his dick in her pussy and couldn’t wait to have him in her mouth. The skin on his shaft was hot and velvety soft, and she caressed up and down a few times. Justice groaned, and she gazed up at him, her heart flipping at the sexy sight of him with his head tilted toward the ceiling, the muscles and tendons in his neck standing out with aroused strain.
She lowered her head and swiped her tongue over the tip of his dick. He made a garbled, growly sound, and she gasped at his amazing flavor. He was sweet and spicy and musky, and she couldn’t wait to taste more of his essence.
Parting her lips as wide as she could, she took his dick into her mouth as far as she could. He groaned, twisted her hair around his wrist, and hung on. Sierra bobbed up and down, licking and sucking and learning what he liked. As soon as she had all his erogenous zones down, she started bobbing up and down rhythmically.
Weldon withdrew to the tip of his cock in her ass, and as he stroked back in, Rhys retreated from her pussy. They started off slowly but increased the pace incrementally until they were almost in sync with her.
Rhys palmed a breast then squeezed a nipple between his finger and thumb. Weldon released her hip, skimmed his hand over her belly, and splayed it wide. He held her as he glided his dick in and out of her ass, then he dipped a finger into the top of her folds to find her clit.
She pulled back up over Justice’s cock, suctioning in her cheeks and lapping at the spot under the head. The muscles in his legs tensed and trembled each time she licked that sensitive place with her tongue.