Fighting for Her Wolves: A Reverse Harem Paranormal Romance (Hungry for Her Wolves Book 5)

by Tara West

  After what felt like ages, she was finally ready to bond with her mates. Even though she was nervous as hell, tomorrow couldn’t come fast enough. She set down her drink and straightened when a familiar truck came down the dirt road leading to the house. She skipped down the porch steps, as giddy as a school girl, while Magnus pulled in and parked.

  Cesar Coyotechaser came outside, holding two longnecks, each with a lime wedged in the bottle and salt dusting the rims. “Evening, Magnus.” He offered him a beer. “What are you doing here?”

  Magnus held out a staying hand. “No, thanks. I’m here to take Annie for a drive.”

  She was so proud of Magnus for abstaining. He and his brothers had made a pact that they’d only drink on weekends and then only two beers each. So far they were sticking to it, as they didn’t want to end up like Vidar.

  “I’m not sure it’s a good idea to be alone the day before the bonding,” Cesar said.

  Ioana grinned. “Why not?”

  Ever since Tor and Van had returned to Alaska with Amara and her family, the Coyotechasers had been Annie’s surrogate family, with Cesar taking Tor’s place as the overprotective uncle. After tomorrow, though, she’d answer only to her mates, and they’d answer to her.

  “Where are you going?” Cesar asked.

  “Back to my house. I wanted to get her ideas on the furniture.” Magnus gave her a surreptitious glance, then looked away, his face coloring.

  He had more in mind than furniture, Annie was sure of it. Well, it was about damn time. She hadn’t had any action since that one time with her mates at the pond. They hadn’t returned to the waterfall since discovering those gruesome human remains. Too bad, because that place had been pretty close to paradise.

  Cesar gave Magnus a long look. “How long will you be gone?”

  “A few hours,” Magnus answered evenly. She’d have thought him perfectly calm if not for the vein in his forehead popping out.

  Cesar waved them off. “Okay.”

  With a squeal, Annie dragged him to the truck. She sat in the middle of the bench seat, buckling her seatbelt and snuggling up to him, relishing the feel of his big, strong body and the spicy musk smell that was all his own.

  Once he pulled out on the dirt road, he looked her over with a sly smile. “Did you mean it when you said you loved me?”

  She wondered what he was talking about and then recalled the night Amara had healed him. She hadn’t thought much about it after that, but apparently he’d been hanging onto her words. That brought her immense satisfaction.

  She playfully swatted his arm. “Of course.” She smiled when his grin stretched ear to ear. “Did you really want to get my ideas about furniture?” she asked, choosing to change the subject rather than make him feel obligated to reciprocate. If he loved her, he’d tell her when he was ready.

  He gave her a sly look. “You mean you haven’t popped into my head to find out?”

  “I’m being good.” Biting her lower lip, she batted her lashes. “So, about the furniture?”

  His face flushed the color of a deep Texas sunset. “Maybe just the bed.”

  She bit her lip, her panties filling with moisture at the thought of sharing a mattress with Magnus. “But we’re not bonded yet.” As much as she couldn’t wait to mate with him, she wanted to save her virginity for the ceremony. Amara had told her that her virgin blood was used in the ritual.

  “I won’t take your virginity,” he said, keeping his eyes on the road, his grip on the steering wheel so tight, his knuckles looked ready to snap. “I just want to show you how much I love you using my two hands.”

  She squeezed his arm, a trill racing down her spine. He loved her! “You could’ve shown me with one.”

  “And that’s one reason why I love you.” His grin stretched even wider. “For accepting me for who I am while pushing me to better myself.”

  “That sounds kind of contradictory.”

  Pulling onto the side of the road, he took her in his arms. “Shut up and let me love you.” And then he proceeded to kiss her senseless.

  AFTER PULLING OVER to kiss several more times, Annie was damned horny by the time they reached the ranch.

  “Where are your brothers?” she asked when they walked inside, surprised to see how clean it was.

  No cobwebs, no wall cheese. The furniture was old and ratty, but she wanted to help pick out their new stuff anyway. In the meantime the place was livable and didn’t smell.

  “They’re out mending fences. It’s just you and me.”

  She hauled him down the hall. “Please tell me this is the way to your bedroom.”

  “It is.” He chuckled.

  The bedroom impressed her most of all. It had a fresh coat of paint, brand new flooring, and the biggest bed she’d ever seen in her life.

  “It was just delivered today,” he said.

  “Good.” She giggled. “Let’s try it out.”

  Swearing, she fumbled with the buttons on his shirt before finally yanking it over his head. He made quick work of her clothes and his pants before picking her up and laying her down on the bed. They kissed and kissed until her head spun with lust. He explored her breasts, pinching and squeezing her nipples into peaks. She arched into his touch with a groan, wanting more, so much more.

  “Touch me down there,” she pleaded, spreading her legs.

  His hand moved to her mound while he kissed and sucked her breasts.

  She ran her fingers through his hair, urging him to continue. He positioned himself over her, engulfing her in his warmth and tantalizing masculine scent.

  She gasped when his smooth cock slid across her slick folds. She knew the game they played was risky, but at the moment she didn’t care. She spread her legs wider, thrusting her hips.

  “We can’t,” he warned, gently biting the top swell of her breast, digging his teeth in far enough to elicit a shocked cry. He kissed and licked the bite marks and then bit the underside.

  “But I want it,” she pleaded.

  He continued to tease her outer folds, gliding across the slippery surface as more moisture spilled out of her. She tossed her head back with a groan as her pussy swelled. Every nerve ending in her body came alive as he sucked a hard nipple while rocking against her. She panted hard into his hair and then stilled when her throbbing button burst, a cascade of orgasms spilling over her. With a roar he shot his seed, coating her stomach and tits, dousing her like a firehose. He rubbed his semen into her breasts before swirling it around her labia and into her pussy. She cried out while he finger-fucked her. It only took a few strokes before she orgasmed again, her sheath pulsing around his thick finger.

  She heaved a sigh of contentment while he wiped her up with a towel. They laughed, cuddled, and kissed, their hands roaming freely over each other. She admired the hard planes of his chest and abdomen while he worked her up into another orgasm. She took him in hand and kissed up and down his shaft. Soon his dick was in her mouth, spurting against the back of her throat.

  They held each other until they fell asleep, and when his brothers came home and found her naked in their bed, she did for them what she’d done for Magnus, swallowing their seed while they toyed with her clit, giving her more orgasms than she could count.

  Chapter Twenty

  ANNIE WAS GLAD SHE had Ioana to help her on her big day. She had only a vague idea what to expect after witnessing Dr. Lupescu’s ceremony. It was after the ceremony she was concerned about. The part where she finally had sex with her mates. She wasn’t afraid of them hurting her. She knew they’d be gentle. She wasn’t even afraid of not knowing what to do after they’d marked each other. She didn’t know why she was apprehensive, and then it hit her. Her fathers wouldn’t be here to support her. She peered through the curtain at the starry night sky. The moon wasn’t full, so they couldn’t materialize.

  After Ioana finished braiding her hair and helping her into a beautiful white beaded gown, she and Cesar took her to the tribal house, the barn they used
for meetings, where they also conducted their rituals. She let Cesar help her out of the truck, since her dress was so tight, she could scarcely move one foot in front of the other. Her mates’ truck was parked not far away, which meant they were inside waiting. The knot in her stomach swelled to the size of a grapefruit.

  “You ready?” he asked, squeezing her arm.

  She swallowed nervously. “Guess so.”

  Ioana flanked her other side. “Of course she is.” She winked.

  Annie didn’t need to read minds to know the meaning behind that wink. Ioana had smelled mating fluids on Annie after she’d slunk into the house last night, acting like she was returning from an innocent little outing.

  “It’s okay,” Ioana whispered in her ear. “My mates marked me before the ceremony, too. It’s kind of an Amaroki tradition, even though everyone pretends otherwise.”

  That made her feel better. “Thanks,” she whispered back, knowing full well Cesar could hear their conversation but somehow not caring.

  When a shadow fell over her, blocking out the light from the lamp overhead, she turned around and saw her fathers’ four smiling faces, clearly visible though they were somewhat translucent.

  Cesar nearly fell over backward in surprise.

  “Do you mind if we escort her?” Amarok asked, holding out his elbow to Annie. “You may still lead the ceremony.”

  “Of course not, Your Holy One,” Cesar answered, bowing his head.

  Ioana bowed, too. “It’s an honor to have you here.”

  Annie’s heart swelled with joy when Amarok and Fenrir bracketed her, and her two other fathers stood behind her.

  The looks on her mates’ faces as she walked through the double doors with them was priceless. After she reached her mates, her fathers backed away. Her poor brother who stood behind them looked ready to die from fright.

  Magnus held out a hand. “It’s an honor to meet you all.”

  Amarok winked at Annie. “The honor is ours to share this special night with our daughter.”

  Magnus beamed at Annie. “I agree. We are humbled the Ancients chose us for her mate, and we will strive each day to become the mates she deserves.”

  Amarok nodded with a slight grin. “That’s what we wanted to hear.”

  Cesar took his place on the dais. “Forgive me. I’m still getting over my shock at your presence.”

  “Don’t let us alarm you,” Amarok said. “Carry on.”

  Magnus and Raine held her hands while Jax and Frey touched her shoulders.

  “You look beautiful,” Raine said softly.

  “Thanks.” She beamed at him and at her other mates.

  “Let us begin,” Cesar said, and she faced forward. “Brothers and sisters, we are gathered here today to witness the bonding between sister Annie Thunderfoot and brothers Magnus, Raine, Jax, and Frey Wolfstalker.”

  Cesar handed Ioana a silver goblet inscribed with images of wolves and filled with wine. Stepping off the dais, Ioana held the goblet in both hands while Cesar followed her with a long blade.

  Annie was thankful Cesar wouldn’t be cutting into her, like Tor had done with Dr. Lupescu. Her blood would come from her virginal barrier after the ceremony.

  Cesar pricked the thumbs of her mates, then dipped their thumbs in the goblet. None of them winced.

  Can’t wait to take your blood, Raine projected into her head.

  She blushed. She couldn’t wait either.

  After swirling the blood and wine together, Cesar handed the goblet to Annie. “Repeat after me,” he said to her. “I, Annie, take the blood of my protectors, binding our hearts and souls as one. I vow love, honor, and loyalty to my mates, my protectors, from now until eternity.”

  She repeated the words and drank every last drop, surprised when her mates’ thoughts popped into her head all at once. She hadn’t expected the chatter to be so loud. It was nothing like her mindreading, when thoughts were almost like dreams. These thoughts were up front, and they focused on one thing—they couldn’t wait to get laid. Not that she blamed them. She couldn’t wait to get fucked by her four studs.

  Cesar took the goblet and asked her mates to repeat after him. “I take the blood of Annie, binding our souls to hers. We vow love, honor, loyalty, and protection to our mate from now until eternity.”

  Their words had no meaning until they actually took her blood.

  “We now leave you alone to complete the ceremony.” Cesar nodded at a lumpy mattress on the floor, covered with white sheets.

  She couldn’t help blushing when she looked at her fathers.

  “We will visit again during the next full moon,” Amarok said, kissing her forehead, even though she felt nothing but a slight tingling sensation on her skin.

  Each of her fathers kissed her, telling her how proud they were of her, before vanishing into the night.

  Roy came up to her, rattling the keys in his pocket like he couldn’t wait to get the hell out of there. “That was interesting,” he said through a nervous-sounding laugh. “You look beautiful, sis.”

  “Thanks.” She blushed.

  Cesar mopped sweat off his brow. “That was entertaining.”

  Taking his mate’s hand, Cesar left the barn, Roy following at their heels and closing the double doors behind them.

  Annie looked at her mates, overcome with a sudden case of nerves. She took Magnus’s outstretched hand, letting him lead her to the bed. Though it was lumpy, it was surprisingly comfortable.

  “You ready?” he asked.

  “Been ready for the past two weeks.” She laughed.

  “Good.” Raine squeezed her nipple. “because you’re about to get thoroughly fucked.”

  If ever there was a magical key to unlocking Annie’s desire, those words were it. Her pussy swelled and flooded her panties.

  They unzipped her dress, and she warned them to be careful with the beads. Then she helped them out of their clothes, relishing the feel of their rock-hard chests and abdomens. Frey was a little softer than his brothers, but he also had the biggest cock, which jutted at her like a torpedo. She was so enamored with it, that she bent to her knees, taking him in her mouth and smiling when he let out a groan and fell back on his elbows.

  She gasped, then pressed into the thick fingers that circled her clit from behind. She had no idea who was fingering her, but she assumed it was Magnus, as he used one hand to spread her labia and the other to spear her with a thick digit. Magnus would take every opportunity to use both hands. She rocked into him while he speared her harder, faster, and slurped Frey with urgent ferocity.

  Frey exploded without warning, his head swelling inside her mouth like a popped balloon. She drank his juices while smearing her saliva into his tight balls. He groaned and spurted again, his hips jerking arrhythmically while he thrust so deep inside her, she nearly choked. She pulled off his cock, batting her lashes at him.

  Magnus slowed the tempo of his finger-fucking to smear her juices around her swollen folds. He trailed delicate kisses up her spine, then whispered, “Turn over.”

  She gladly obeyed, lying on her back and wrapping her legs around his waist. She heaved a sigh as he slowly slid into her, bursting her barrier and burying himself to the hilt.

  Can you hear me? she projected.

  He smiled. Yes, my love.

  A pained expression crossed his features when he pulled out and let Raine enter her.

  She dug her heels into his ass. Deeper, she pleaded.

  He clucked his tongue and withdrew. I’m fucking you hard and deep after we draw blood.

  Her nipples hardened when he licked them. He then grazed his teeth across them, pinching them, one at a time, between his teeth, and pulling until they gently stretched.

  “Oh, Raine!” she cried. Never before had she realized that pain could feel so good.

  She opened her arms to Jax when Raine moved aside. Thank you for waiting patiently, she said, kissing him on the nose.

  You were worth the wait, he said.
r />   After him was Frey, still as big and hard as before. I’m impressed. She giggled.

  Baby, I can go all night.

  Then Magnus returned to her, kissing her passionately and sinking deep inside her. She held him tight while he rocked into her, making tender love to her and lasting far longer than she expected. When he swelled inside her, she said his name, and a powerful orgasm gripped her hard, her pussy walls banging against his cockhead.

  He cupped her face and kissed her deeply before pulling out and wiping her with a towel.

  Her nipples hardened in anticipation when Raine climbed between her legs. With a predatory growl, he nipped and licked her inner thighs before biting his way up her abdomen to her breasts. He alternated between scraping her nipples with his teeth and then suckling them like a newborn babe. The combination of pleasure and pain curled her toes and made her pussy drip like a busted fire hydrant.

  He was not gentle, biting and sucking until she knew he’d left bruises. Grasping his hair by the roots, she arched into him, letting him feast on her neck.

  “Roll over,” he growled, his deep predatory purr sending a trill down her spine.

  She did as she was told, not because she was frightened, but because her hungry pussy needed to get fucked hard.

  As promised, he was not gentle, and oh, how she loved it. He slammed into her with deep, fast thrusts, each perfectly timed to the wild beating of her heart. Her orgasm came too fast for her to catch her breath. She cried out, then stilled, swept under pleasure’s current. He howled like a wild protector, digging his nails into her ass while pouring into her. By the time his cock finished throbbing, she was delightfully sore.

  He bent over her, nibbling her ear. You liked it rough?

  Yes, oh, yes.

  Good, he growled. Next time will be rougher.

  She shivered at the thought, and yet she couldn’t wait.

  Jax was surprisingly gentle and sweet, alternating between pumping into her with shallow thrusts and gently kissing each breast. She loved running her fingers across the top of his buzz cut while he slowly built her passion until she turned to putty in his arms, falling apart like an unraveling ball of yarn.