by Jenika Snow
“Give yourself to us,” Casis said.
Her inner muscles clenched, as if trying to grab onto what wasn’t there, but what it knew it needed. She glanced at Casis and Malachi again, their expressions hooded, carnal as they watched what Stanis did to her. He continued to rub her clit over and over again until she found herself gripping onto his bulging biceps and digging her nails into his flesh. He was just so much bigger than she was … they all were.
A gasp left her as a spark of pleasure assaulted her. He was relentless in his erotic onslaught, and when he slipped a thick digit down her cleft, ran circles around her opening, and slowly penetrated her, a moan she wished she had kept inside spilled out.
“Yes,” he hissed out while still touching her. “That’s it, Ruby. Give yourself over to me, and let me make you feel so fucking good. Let the others watch as you get off for us.”
In and out.
Slow and steady.
He fucked her with that finger, tormented her with expert moves, and had her hating but also loving every minute of it. It was so good, so bad, and she wanted more. She shook uncontrollably, and something monumental built inside of her.
“Tell me you want this, that you want us,” Stanis demanded. “Tell me what we want to hear, and I can make the ache go away.” He leaned in so close that she couldn’t help but close her eyes at the feel of his warm, wet tongue moving along the shell of her ear. She felt like she was on the verge of falling over a cliff, but not sure if the bottom would ever come.
“Tell us, mate,” Casis and Malachi said in unison.
She opened her eyes and glanced at them. They were so still, their arousal clear as their hard cocks pressed against the leather pants they wore. How were they not cold in this icy cavern?
How am I not cold?
She thought about the night before when she woke and was freezing. Had it been from the weather, or because her body had reacted to the fact these men who claimed they were her mates—something not so hard to believe if she were being serious.
“Tell us,” Stanis whispered by her ear.
Why was she restraining herself so hard when the precipice of ecstasy was right at the surface? Why wasn’t she surrendering when this felt so right, when as crazy as all of this was, she wanted it as much as she wanted to breathe?
“It frightens me,” she whispered, not sure why she’d been so honest.
“You fight so hard, deny so much.” He nipped her earlobe, and that spark of pain and pleasure had her digging her nails deeply into the skin of his biceps. Stanis hissed out and said, “That’s it, my mate, make it hurt, show me your strength.”
“God.” The air left her in a rush, and she swallowed roughly. “Please, I want this,” she found herself saying, not fighting this anymore. “I want this.” Her words were broken, hurried, but so full of need she could hear it herself.
No taking it back now.
Three raw groans filled the room, and it was like something in Stanis broke free. He started rubbing her clit with expertise, like he knew exactly what to do to have her coming for him in seconds. He moved his thumb over her clit so hard and fast she couldn’t catch her breath. And then he pushed two fingers inside of her and the pain and pleasure morphed into ecstasy.
She was stretched, bordering on tears, but it was an incredible feeling. Ruby wanted more, and at this point she wasn’t above begging.
“I need this,” she said again, hoping he’d stop teasing and tormenting her. She hoped the three of them would give her what they clearly knew she wanted. Stanis had her in his arms a second later, and strode toward one of the fur pallets. It was strange, accepting this and not questioning it as hard as she should. But this all made sense to her, in a way.
She’d always had this empty void in her, this part of her that was darkened, hidden. It was like that had been opened up, and everything fell right into place. Maybe she should have fought harder, told herself she shouldn’t want this, that it couldn’t be possible. But the truth was she felt that strength in her, that animal they spoke of. And then there was the fact these were not ordinary men.
Stanis laid her on the furs, and instantly her heart jumped. The other two shifters followed closely behind, not touching themselves despite the fact they were rock hard. He went to move away, but she found herself reaching out and grabbing his hand, pulling her toward her. He let out this gruff sound. And then he was taking off his leathers, as were the other two.
She took a second to stare at their cocks, at the fact they were huge, maybe even ten inches in length and far thicker than she thought would be comfortable stretching her. But no, she knew it would feel so damn good.
Stanis was on top of her a second later, pushing her thighs open, making her feel how big and hard he was. She looked at the other two males, watched as they finally touched themselves, their focus trained solely on her.
“Tell us you’re truly ready to be ours, to be claimed.”
She looked into Stanis’s eyes.
“Tell us you accept who and what you are, that you accept your heritage, and you’ll never run from it again,” Stanis demanded while he pleasured her. “You’ll be our mate for life, the mother of our young, and we’ll worship the ground you walk on.”
“You’ll never want for nothing, never fear anything.” Casis stepped forward after speaking.
“You’ll be strong in your own right, mate,” Malachi said. “But with us by your side you’ll never worry about anything.”
Looking among the three of them, she knew what she had to do, what she had to say.
“I’m ready for it all.”
And she was, or at least she hoped she was.
Chapter Nine
“Yes, mate,” Malachi groaned out.
“We won’t let you go,” Casis said.
“We’ll show you what a real male feels like, what it means to be our mate.” His words were garbled against her throat, and she should have been frightened from them, but that delicious arc of desire was right here at the surface. And then Stanis started thrusting against her, not penetrating her with his huge cock, but rubbing his shaft through her folds and bumping her clit with every upstroke.
The wall came down, and she threw her head back, crying out as she came. Shamelessly rubbing herself on him, lifting her hips to meet his, and needing more, she didn’t care how wanton this all was. Her legs were ridiculously spread, and she took whatever he gave her.
Even through the haze of what she was experiencing, she managed to watch Casis and Malachi as they continued to pleasure themselves. With their cocks in their palms, they stroked themselves with precision, their focus trained on her. Another orgasm threatened to claim her. All it had taken for her to break once more was that visual of them pleasuring themselves, and of Stanis touching her.
Once the pleasure finally dimmed, but was still a constant burn inside of her, she looked into Stanis’s pitch black eyes. He put his hand between her legs, ran his fingers through her folds, and lifted it up so she could see it. Everything stilled as she watched him bring up those glistening digits to his mouth and suck every last drop of her juices from them.
“You taste of submission and acceptance.”
Mouth parting at the sight of Stanis licking her cream from his fingers, all Ruby could do was watch in arousal.
“Your wolf wants this as much as your human side.”
She looked at Malachi after he spoke.
Stanis leaned in closer, and all she could smell were her musk and his dark, natural scent mingling together. He smelled feral.
“Knowing we make you feel this way has us fucking needing you, has us desiring to give you everything filling us, Ruby.”
Before she could say anything, if she could have even managed a word, Stanis had his mouth on hers. He swept his tongue along her bottom lip, teasing, coaxing her to open fully for him. The prick of his fangs on her lip had her pussy clenching, becoming wetter. Her strength snapped, her confusion evaporated, and she allowe
d herself to melt again the furs, and to accept him.
Opening her mouth, she sucked his tongue inside. She was aware of his hands landing on either side of her head, bracing his massive weight above her, caging her in. His power was immense and tangible. Stanis ground his dick against her, and the full, thick length of him jerked against her pussy. A groan spilled from his mouth, and she ate it up, loving that she had a power over him.
They’re my mates as much as I’m theirs.
Her wolf was the one to speak, and she felt power surge through her veins.
Sucking on his tongue, she tasted their combined flavors. Ruby wanted him, desperately, yet it wasn’t his hands she wanted but his hard length pushing deep inside of her.
Make them know what you want.
She opened her eyes, not realizing she’d closed them, and felt her wolf rise up to the surface for the first time in her life.
Ruby wanted the other two shifters to watch it all, too.
I need them to watch, because without having them experience this with us it won’t be right, won’t feel good.
Never had she needed anything so badly. Never had her pussy been so swollen and wet with need that she found herself lifting her hips in hope she could impale herself on his huge cock. Even now, after coming twice, she felt unfulfilled.
Is this how it always is with a mate?
“Yes,” Stanis said.
“Always,” Casis spoke.
“It’ll always be this intense,” Malachi responded.
The low grunt Stanis made against her mouth fueled her arousal higher. Pressing her tongue around his, he mimicked the act. It was sexual, inviting. He pressed against her fully, his hard chest making her feel so very feminine.
Ruby needed more, needed to taste more of him, smell more of his masculine scent. He was intoxicating, addictive. Would the other two taste like this, feel like this? She knew one thing. Ruby needed to find out.
She wanted to feel alive, and experience pleasure washing away everything else. Ruby still had a lot of questions, but right now she’d worry about this moment. After this was said and done she wanted her answers.
Stanis growled, low and threatening, and moved his mouth away from hers and to her ear. He whispered roughly, “We won’t let you go, Ruby. Once we all claim you, you’ll be ours in all ways.” He looked at her right in the eye. “Once our mark is on you you’ll know what it means to have mates.”
“You’ve already surrendered to us, our female, and the animal inside of you, inside of all of us, will never let you go.”
She stared into Casis’s eyes now.
The way these three males spoke, the clear brand of ownership they had on her, should have had her pushing him away, telling all of them she wouldn’t be what they wanted.
That would have been the smart thing to do.
But the animal in her—the one she hadn’t felt until this moment—pushed all rationalization and human strength away. Instead she pulled him closer, showing them she was just as strong.
She was feeling feral herself, and wanted them to know they weren’t the only ones that could wield strength and power. She grabbed Stanis’s bottom lip with her teeth and bit it hard enough that the tangy, metallic flavor of his blood burst across her taste buds. Stanis didn’t pull away, and the challenge flashed in his eyes.
“You already own us, mate. Everything we are is yours.”
She looked among the three of them. The connection she felt was there, pounding through her veins.
As crazy as this all seemed, might seem to others, it was the most real thing she’d ever experienced.
****
Stanis pressed closer to Ruby and just inhaled. They’d found her, their mate, the one woman that would complete all three of them.
Although they hadn’t searched her out, they’d been dreaming of her since they came into their prime, the same as she had. But they’d been waiting a long time for her, were fifteen years older than her twenty-five years, and although they’d been desperate for their mate, they’d waited.
There would never be a female for them, never had been. It didn’t matter that they’d lived in this arctic tundra since breaking off from their pack. It didn’t matter that they could have gone to a populated place and found women to sate their appetites until their mate was united with them.
It also didn’t matter if she’d been with other males, because none of that mattered. They had their mate with them now, and that was all that they cared about.
It was all that consumed them.
She owned them in every possible way, whether she knew it or not.
She was their mate, but it wasn’t just about them claiming her, it was also about a partnership, of them being equal. On any other occasion it was hard for him, for any of them, to relinquish the power they always carried. They were male shifters, were strong, fast, and could kill without breaking a sweat. But as their mate, Ruby would have control over them, the power to bring them to their knees.
Stanis knew they were dominant, and might even be considered overbearing if their mate took the time to really know them. But they’d protect her above all else, watch over her, and make sure she was safe.
He knew Ruby would probably fight them tooth and nail, and want to find her own way, because she was a she-wolf, and it was in her nature, even if she’d never experienced her inner animal before now. But they’d stay by her side no matter what, because not having her in their lives was not an option, not even a thought in their minds. They were bound by the mating, and that would never change.
He looked into her eyes and smelled as her arousal escalated. Stanis took her mouth in a brutal kiss and ground his aching cock into her soft flesh. His shaft pulsed as he imagined what it would feel like to have his dick buried to the hilt in her tight little pussy.
His brothers watched what he did to their mate, watched how her body knew who it belonged to, who could make it light up. Their own desire was just as heady as his, but he was the eldest, and therefore by their species’ rules and traditions, he was the one that would feel her tight pussy clamping on his cock first.
He’d be the first one to lose his virginity to their mate.
Stanis deepened the kiss and slid his hands through her hair. The tendrils were soft and curled seductively around his fingers. He wrapped the strands around his fist and pulled her head slightly back, succeeding in separating their mouths. Eyes closed, lips slightly swollen from his kiss, and throat bared, Ruby looked like she was ready to be claimed. Stanis took a second to stare at her features, take in the delicate curve of her nose, the fragile display of her bone structure. She was no longer hurt, because having let her wolf rise in her had allowed her body to heal. He was glad, because he couldn’t stand to see her in pain.
Possessiveness slammed into him with such force he growled low. He smelled that same possession coming from his brothers, and knew they were just as impatient as he was. But their time would come soon. He couldn’t be selfish with their mate. Lifting his hand, he brushed the back of it against her cheek. She opened her eyes and stared at him. Emotions coursed through him, feelings that made his heart pound and his blood rush. He’d known he’d be mated to the same female as his brothers as soon as he’d come of prime age. But they hadn’t known when they’d meet her, or who she’d be.
“Ruby, our mate,” he groaned out.
She watched him with an arousal that matched their own.
“I’m burning alive. I need this, want this badly. I can taste it, feel it consume every single part of me. It’s making me feel so high I can’t think straight.”
She was all he could think of, all he could feel. Her scent surrounded him, making him feel even more feral, more dangerous. He was male, and she was all female.
She was all theirs.
His brothers would watch, and when he took her as his fully, it would then be their turn to claim her.
Fuck, he could smell how hot she was for the three of them.
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p; Slipping his hands down her arms and then behind her, he felt the rounded mounds of her ass. As he squeezed them gently, his cock gave a mighty jerk. Surging his hips forward, he ground his shaft into her softness, needing the damn thing free from the confines of his leathers, and buried deep inside of her tight and hot little body. She gave an approving moan against his mouth. He deepened the kiss and fucked her mouth with his tongue, moved it in and out and showed her, without words, what he wanted to do to her, what he would do to her very soon. Their kind didn’t do slow and gentle, but he knew she’d want it rough and fast, just the way they needed it.
She couldn’t help it, not when he scented her wolf right at the surface.
Stanis and his brothers might be virgins and not be experienced sexually, but instinct told them how to please their mate. Their wolves told them what to do, how to make it good for her. They’d waited to feel the pleasures of a female’s body, wanting to save themselves for their mate, no matter how long it took to find her, and now they could let loose with Ruby.
Their Ruby.
He slowly parted the soft cheeks of her ass and moved his fingers closer to the center of her body. The smoothness of her skin teased his knuckles, promising all kinds of filthy things. Her breath hitched, and his cock jerked. Running his finger down the crease of her ass, and brushing along the tight ring of muscle in the center, Stanis ground his teeth and closed his eyes. He was still in his shifted form, not fully an animal, but also not totally human.
“Do you want me this first time in my human form, mate?” he asked, wanting to make sure she got everything she wanted, even if he wanted to take her this way, mark her, fuck her.
“Just be with me,” she moaned.
He thought of what she would feel like surrounding him, milking his cock until he came so fucking hard stars slammed into his head.
His brothers groaned, but Stanis focused on their mate.
“Ruby.” Murmuring against her lips, he kept one hand on her ass and a finger pressed to her anus.