by Riley, Alexa
“Why do you smell like fear?” he asks as the three of them look around and their eyes light up on alert.
“It’s them,” I stutter.
I told my mates about my fear of wolves, that because of what happened when I was younger, I’m always afraid of the shifters.
Their faces go from angry to enraged, and I feel the protective bond of my mates surrounding me.
“We’ve been looking for you,” I hear from behind me, and a chill runs up my spine.
“You dare talk to my mate?” Flint yells as his face begins to change, his wolf pressing forward.
I stand stunned, unsure of what to do. Normally I would run, but now I’m already where I would have run to—safe in my mates’ arms.
Flint picks me up easily and puts me behind him. Forest moves around to cage me in.
In a flash, all hell breaks loose. I put my hands over my eyes as growls and snarls fill my ears. I jump when I feel a hand touch my arms, and I look up to see Gwen.
“You need to stop them, or they’ll kill them.” Gwen’s words penetrate my fear. I glance over to see my mates have them pinned to the ground and are about to rip their throats out.
“I’m pregnant!” I shout, unable to think of anything else, and I watch as my three wolves freeze. They all turn to look at me. “And I have a feeling it’s more than one.”
Forest is in front of me in a second, falling to his knees and smelling my belly. A growl comes from deep in his chest, which makes me smile as I run my hands through his hair.
I look over and see Flint pick up the two wolves who are bleeding and bang their heads together, then watch as they fall limply to the ground.
Finn stands shocked before I see his eyes start to water. I smile at him and he’s on me, picking me up and kissing me.
“You gave us this gift.” His face is so happy it makes tears come to my eyes.
“I’d give you anything,” I admit.
Since they’ve come into my life everything has been perfect. I could never see myself without them again. They are my world and make me feel like a queen. I know I can be needy and clingy, but they welcome it and seem to love it as well. These men are my other half.
I didn’t know someone could have three mates, but it all makes sense, because I need all of them to be whole.
“I can barely deal with one possessive wolf,” Gwen grumbles next to me, making me smile even bigger. I love how possessive they are, and I wouldn’t change a thing.
“Get them out of here before I kill them,” I hear Forest say, his normal playful tone now gone. I look to see Sheriff Dominic coming over and lifting the two men up. “This isn’t the first time they’ve come for her. They’re headed to shifter council.”
I grip Finn tighter. “She’s getting a spanking when we get home,” Forest says. “You don’t ever go anywhere without one of us.”
I should be mad at his comment, but I don’t want to go anywhere without them. I shouldn’t have left this morning without them to begin with. They make me feel protected and loved.
“Get my boxes,” I mumble as I bury in Finn’s neck, not wanting to leave my treats behind. “I can’t shift,” I tell them as we all move towards the car. Finn gets in, and I don’t let him go until Flint reaches for me, pulling me into his lap. I go to him easily as I wrap my body around his.
“You don’t need to shift,” Flint says, kissing the top of my head. Most shifters can shift when pregnant, but rabbits can’t.
“I wonder what they will be.” I’m not sure if I’ll have wolves or rabbits.
“They’ll be perfect,” they all say in unison, and I smile at that. I sit up, looking around the car at my mates.
“So, how crazy did everyone go when you woke up to see me gone?” I tease as growls fill the car.
“I will get the carrot cakes from now on,” Finn barks. I don’t even jump. Their growls and barks don’t scare me. In fact, I wiggle on Flint, getting turned on. A low rumble rises in his chest as he smells my need.
“You need release?” Flint nuzzles my neck before giving it a little bite.
“Get her ready for us,” Finn rumbles.
“I want her wet for us,” Forest adds.
“I’m there,” I tell them as Flint slides his hand up under my skirt. The sound of my panties being ripped echoes through the car. He tosses them, and I know without looking one of my wolves snatched them up.
“Fuck.” Flint growls when his hand touches my pussy. The smell of desire and need consume inside of the car. My head falls back as Flint starts to play with me, and Finn leans over, kissing my neck.
“I need you all,” I tell them. I want Forest, too, but he’s driving.
Just as I have the thought, the car comes to a stop. Forest grabs me, pulling me from the car, and Flint’s fingers leave my core. I moan, wanting them back.
My eyes flutter open and I see we are home. Forest takes me inside, with my other wolves hot on his feet. He tosses me on our bed, and I look up at the three of them. They’re all standing at the end of the bed, intense and hungry looks on their faces.
“Are you ready for us?”
I roll over, getting on my knees. I look back over my shoulder.
“The question is,” I say, winking at them, “are you all ready for me?”
Epilogue
Flint
One year later…
I look up to see Luna sitting on the porch with Finn. The two of them kiss before turning their attention back to our babies. Our four pups sleep quietly in their bassinet as Luna and Finn rock slowly in the swing.
Forest emerges from the house carrying a tray of mugs, and Luna leans up to give him a kiss. She takes one of the mugs and walks it out to me, placing a kiss on my lips and handing me the cocoa.
“I’m sad to see the garden finished for the year,” she says, looking down at the bare earth.
I’m clearing out the last of the winter vegetables she grew for us and covering the plot until spring.
“Good thing you’ve got a greenhouse to play in,” I say, winking at her.
“You boys do like to surprise me.” Her cheeks heat and I can smell her arousal at the memory of yesterday.
I inhale deeply and lick my lips. “It’s time to feed the babies again. Your milk is coming in faster.”
She reaches up, feeling her breasts and nodding. “Nothing like hungry wolves to keep me in supply.”
We walk over to the porch where our four babies are sleeping. We were blessed with three boys and one little girl. And they are all just as beautiful as their mother.
“I think little Lara might be the hungriest of the bunch,” Forest says, coming up behind Luna and wrapping his arms around her. “Our daughter is just like her mama.”
“Hey, Lara might end up being a wolf. You guys don’t know. She hasn’t shifted yet,” Luna says in defense, crossing her arms.
“Baby, we can smell her. She’s all bunny,” Flint says.
“Yeah, she’s pretty adorable,” Luna coos, rubbing her knuckle against Lara’s chubby cheek and smiling.
“Good thing she’s got three brothers to help protect her,” I say, picking up two of the boys—Rain and River. I sit down on the rocker and hold them against my chest. Forest grabs our third son, Rocky, while Finn picks up Lara.
Luna lies down on the big sofa we have under the covered porch and opens her shirt to breastfeed. Our land is out in the middle of nowhere, but I still glance around to make sure there’s no one watching. We love watching Luna feed our young and we take turns holding he babies until it’s their time. Once she’s settled, Finn passes Lara to her, and then he takes River from my arms.
It’s a time for all of us to bond as we pass around the pups and spend time with each one. It’s also a time when we get to smell Luna’s breast milk, which is like catnip for us. It’s so soothing and puts us all in a comatose state. The scent helps the babies sleep and we’ve enjoyed the benefits of it as well. When it’s bed-time, we eat have a turn, li
cking her pussy then taking a drink. Then we land in a heap on the bed and cuddle her until morning. From what I’ve heard, this is common for shifters after the babies are born.
Life is easy now and it’s more perfect than anything we could have hoped for. We’ve made a home here in Gray Ridge, and even Snow and Koda have become a part of our children’s lives. To think back only a year ago we were all worried about how we could stay together, and now all three of us are bound to our mate as one. Time brings unexpected gifts, and as I look to my brothers and then to Luna, I can’t help but think how true that is.
“I love you,” Luna says, looking around to the babies and to us. “I love you all.”
Life is pretty fucking great.
Epilogue
Luna
Five years later….
I’m jolted awake by a tongue between my legs. I close my eyes and hum as I snuggle into the pillow and Finn eats my pussy. I know it’s him just like I know the touch of each one of my mates. Finn loves to eat me first thing in the morning, so I lie back and enjoy it.
Suddenly his tongue stills and his nose presses into my folds.
“Oh shit,” he whispers, and I feel my mates on either side of me move.
I always sleep on my back with one on either side and one between my legs. Throughout the night we sometimes switch positions depending on if one of them wants to take me, but for the most part we have our self-proclaimed dog pile.
“What?” I say, leaning up.
“You’re going into heat,” Forest growls as he inhales deeply.
My sense of smell still isn’t as good as theirs, but I can hear deer walking through a creek on the other side of our property.
“Fuck,” Flint exhales and leans over, kissing my breast then taking a nipple in his mouth. “Remember how many times we had to fuck her when her heat hit?”
Finn groans in desire as he sits up. I look down and see his cock thick and pulsing as he slides his hands up and down the length.
“Are you sure? I don’t feel any—” Just as the words come out of my mouth, a warm tingle begins to creep up my thighs. Sweat beads on the back of neck as my breasts grow heavy. “Oh god.”
“Hold her down, boys. This one is hitting hard and fast.”
Instinctively Forest and Flint grab my arms and legs, pinning me to the bed as Finn thrusts his long, thick cock into my pussy. I’m soaking wet as the need grows in my belly, and being full of my mate does little to ease the ache.
“Cum is the only thing that’s going to make it better,” Forest says, loosening his grip on my thigh to rub my lower belly.
“Fuck, she’s tight,” Finn groans as he rides me hard. He hammers into my pussy and the other two open my thighs wider for him. “So fucking wet, look at her take it.”
I glance down to where we’re connected and I can hear how slippery I am. I should be embarrassed, but god, I just want him to keep going harder.
The first climax hits me and I pulse around Finn’s cock, pulling out as much cum as I can. I can feel his soothing spurts coat me, but it’s not enough.
“Let me have a turn,” Flint grumbles, and the two of them switch places. Finn falls back, still jacking his cum-covered cock as Flint begins to fuck into me like a train.
“Goddamn, I need her again soon, brother. Don’t make us all wait,” Finn says.
“Use her mouth. Forest is next,” Flint says on a groan, filling me with his seed.
Finn comes around, and I open my mouth greedily, taking his cock to the back of my throat. I can taste the both of us on him and I moan.
Another burst of cum fills me and I have two more orgasms before Forest takes his turn. He’s not gentle as he pounds me in a punishing rhythm, giving me his cum, too. His load is big because he’s had to wait the longest, and it cools down my pussy for just a moment. But he can feel it building again just as I can, so he gives me more.
“Fuck, she’s cumming all over my cock and still begging for more. Can you smell that?” Forest asks, breathing in.
“Goddamn, she’s horny,” Finn moans as I lick his cock.
“It’s my turn,” Flint growls as he and Forest switch.
Flint can’t ever seem to get enough of fucking me, while my other two mates are happy to let him have me while I suck on the two of them.
“Pace yourself, brother,” Forest says. “We’re taking turns all night.”
The image of the three of them taking turns on me causes another orgasm to roll through my body. There’s nothing hotter than having them talk about how good I feel and how much they want me as they work to get me off. I love how all of us work as one to get me through my heats. They’re worse than most because I’m a bunny, but my wolves take care of it every time.
As Flint cums in me three more times before he tags out to Finn, I think about how lucky I am to have such loving mates. I didn’t know if my wish for a mate would ever come true, but boy, did it. Not only did I get one, but I got three bad wolves.
THE END
Growling For More
Alexa Riley
Fairytale Shifter Book 5
Growling For More
Bleu has been living an isolated life away from the clan of Gray Ridge. He’s a happy bear shifter, building furniture and being alone…until a little curvy woman literally crashes into his life. When he pulls her from her car after she wraps it around a tree, he is blindsided by the connection. Never before has he wanted a mate, but finding Lola changes all that.
Lola didn’t plan on her deadbeat mom blowing the rent and then skipping town, so she’s without a home. Again. But this time it’s going to be different. Hearing whispers of shifters in Gray Ridge, she takes off in search of something, anything, that can bring some light to her life. When her car slips and she ends up in danger, she never expects her rescuer to be the one to give her everything she’s ever wanted.
Will being snowed in lead to steamy nights and mating bites? You betcha!
Warning: This is a short shifter story filled with sweet, cheesy possessiveness and lots of growling. Obviously. Go ahead and read it. You know you want to!
Chapter 1
Lola
“You window licker.” I bring the heel of my cowboy boot down on the dash of the car, making me jerk the car into the wrong lane before I right the wheel again. Thankfully, there wasn’t any oncoming traffic.
The rap music completely dies under my assault. It had a good run. I rub the spot I just kicked in appreciation that the radio even lasted this long, but I had to give it one last kick just in case. It had worked twice before.
I’ve been on the road for over twelve hours, and Gray Ridge is approaching as fast as the snow is starting to fall. And it seems to be getting heavier by the second. I’ve never driven in snow. Heck, I’ve never even seen it in real life before. The closest I’d ever gotten was when my tiny online graphic design company got asked to do brochures for some fancy ski lodge out in Colorado. I’d spent three days looking at stock photos of snow.
I debate pulling over and just maybe touching it for a second. I bite my lip, mulling it over in my head. Picking up my phone, I see I’m twenty minutes outside of Gray Ridge. Maybe it isn’t such a good idea. I need to get to town before the snow gets too thick. My bald tires can’t take much more of this. I’m not sure any part of this car can take any more of this. The thing could fall apart at any moment.
At the thought, I hear a loud click come from the engine.
“Edith. Don’t you do it.” I glare at the check engine light. “We can’t get stranded out here! Those shifters could be here.” I glance out both side view mirrors, then my rear view. “We need to investigate before we just stumble across one in the wild. We get ourselves into trouble when we don’t plan first.”
I try to reason with Edith, but she has a mind of her own and her time is clearly coming to an end. Maybe getting this wild hair about finding out if these shifter whispers were true wasn’t such a great idea, but I needed out of town, and for
some reason this was the only thing that was driving me. Almost like there was an invisible string pulling me.
I knew the moment I saw that eviction tag on the door of the apartment I share with my mom that she hadn’t paid the rent and mostly likely spent my share I’d given her. I didn’t feel like sticking around and picking up the pieces this time. I packed a bag, grabbed my laptop, and took off after leaving a note of my own taped to the door. Told myself I’d go as far as Edith would take me, and I headed in the direction of Gray Ridge.
I still haven’t even heard a peep from my mom. I’m not sure why I thought she’d be calling my phone begging me to come back. Oh, yeah, money, that’s why. Still, over twelve hours after I’d left and not a single call or a lousy text. Who am I kidding? She probably hasn’t made it home yet. She can up and disappear for days on end.
Shit, is that what I’m doing? I cringe at the thought of being like my mom. My mom likes to be different. New people in and out of her life all the time. She never keeps a boyfriend more than a month. She thinks of herself as a hippy. I had another word in mind, but I kept that to myself. She’s still my mom after all.
Flipping on the wipers, I wince at how it’s only making it worse. The snowy ice smearing makes it almost impossible to see out of the window. I can’t see for crud now. I check my phone again and it still says I’m twenty minutes away. Grr. How is that even possible? I’m stuck in the Bermuda Triangle of shifter land. Oh, my God. It’s like the one Friday the Thirteenth movie and I’m just going in circles, but instead of having a beat-up van, I have an old Volvo.
I glance at the speedometer and see I’m only going fifteen miles an hour. I push down on the gas to pick up speed, but my tires don’t agree. I’m instantly sliding, the car spinning out in circles.