by Lilly Wilder
“Yes, and I accept it for what it is.” Before he could say anything else, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my forehead against his. “Take me and make me yours.”
The men didn’t need anything else in terms of an invitation.
In the blink of an eye, I was back on that bed of pelts and Roman was between my legs. His tongue toyed with my clit for a moment before he penetrated deep inside of me.
I moaned and bucked my hips into the air, as he twisted his tongue this way and that. “Fuck!” I pulled at his hair, already feeling the pleasure building up inside my core. These men sure had an effect on my body and it was driving me wild. I wanted to last all through the night but at the rate I was going, I’d blow my top sooner rather than later.
Or, at least, that’s what I thought. But Roman seemed to have other plans in store for me. He kept stopping every time I was close to the edge. He’d tease me to the breaking point only to pull away before I could reach my climax. It was sexual torture and I was loving it.
Meanwhile, Landon seemed to be enjoying the view. He had his cock in his hand, stroking it nice and slow, until a drop of precum dripped from his tip. I wanted to lap it up for him but Roman had me pinned in place and he seemed to have no intention of letting me go. I was his willing little prisoner.
His fingers tightened around my thighs as he shoved his face further into my mound, tasting me right from the source. His tongue didn’t stop. It lapped up every last drop of my juices.
“Please…” I begged. I was pulling at his hair to the point where I thought I might yank it right out of his scalp. But he didn’t seem to mind. He was much too concerned with making me scream.
And that’s exactly what I did when I was finally pushed over the edge.
The icing on the cake, was the fact that he kept sucking on my nether lips even as I shook with pleasure. It was a sensation unlike anything I had ever felt before.
I was breathing hard and seeing stars, by the time he finally pulled away. His face glistened with my wetness. He licked his lips, looking sexy as hell.
“That was only the entrée,” he said. “Now it’s time for the main course.” And with that, he stepped out of the way. Landon took his place with a fiery look in his eyes. Perhaps I had already orgasmed but I had a feeling that it was only one of many.
These men were going to take me to the end of my sexual rope and then some.
And trust me, I was ready for it.
Chapter 15: Landon
I could smell the lust and desire rolling off her body like a deeply intoxicating musk that I could not get enough of. My mind became muddled with it and my instincts used it for fuel to drive me forward.
Roman had worked her up to a relatively good start but it was my turn to make her moan our names.
I advanced towards her, admiring every curve of her body. She was perfect in every sense of the word and she would soon be ours to cherish and protect for the rest of eternity.
Once I was close enough, I rolled her over so she was positioned on her hands and knees. I settled in behind her with my cock finding a home between her ass cheeks. Leaning forward, I kissed the back of her neck and felt her shiver. She didn’t need to tell me that she was ready because I could sense it in the air.
Finally, Roman and I had discovered our mate and we were about to make the pact we had waited our entire lives to fulfill.
With this thought exciting me, I reached under her legs. Just as I had expected, she was soaked. I gathered these juices in my hand and brought them back to her asshole. “Relax,” I whispered against her ear, as I slowly pushed my lubricated finger into her tight hole. It was difficult at first but after a few minutes, she began to warm up to the idea. Her body accepted it as natural and right, making it much easier for me to pump my finger in and out.
I waited for her to become fully adjusted before I dared to add another. She pulled away from me so I gave her a second to calm down. I wanted this experience to be as good for her as it was for us. Our goal, as her future mates, was to make our first time something she would never forget.
With a bit of persistence, a second finger made its way inside of her impossibly tight entrance. I took it slow and stretched her out because soon she would need to accommodate something much thicker than my fingers.
My other hand played with her pussy. She was getting wetter and wetter by the minute. Her toes were curled with pleasure. Something told me I was doing a good job. She arched her back, ass swaying from side to side. Her body was speaking to me — telling me that it wanted more.
So, I obeyed its plea and added a third finger into the fray. They moved in perfect unison, picking up the pace with each passing minute until I was sure that the friction would bring her to another orgasm but I didn’t want to take her there just yet. I wanted to make her dizzy with desire.
I pulled out and started to kiss the nape of her neck. Goosebumps covered her skin as I made my way down the length of her spine. Soon, I was at her ass. It was a glorious sight and I knew that I would never grow tired of worshipping this woman’s body.
My lips explored for a while before I laid back and took her into my arms. We connected together like a couple of puzzle pieces that had finally found its match. My cock had no problem slipping inside of her and she had no problem accepting me.
I held her by the hips and waited for her to open her eyes. I had to be certain that I was not hurting her.
“Landon…” she whispered and it was a sound of pure bliss. Carefully, she propped herself up so she was sitting upon my length. Her eyes opened and they dazzled like the sun.
To my surprise, she began to propel herself up and down. Her features screwed up with determination as she moved with the intention of milking me for every last drop. My cock throbbed against her insides, ready to blow but I held back the feeling because Roman still needed to join us for this to be a successful mating.
“Hurry up,” I said, teeth clenched together. “This girl is more than I ever could have imagined.”
“Did you really think I would let you have her all to yourself?” I could hear the cockiness in his tone as he took his position behind her. He pushed her forward so that her chest was flush against mine. The hardness of her nipples added to my excitement. It was hard to concentrate with all the blood from my brain funneling straight between my brains.
“Fuck, she’s tight,” said Roman as he popped the tip of his member inside her asshole.
Jane tensed but I ran my fingers through her hair to help her calm down.
Roman grunted with pleasure, as he finally buried himself deep inside of her, balls nestled against her mound.
We gave each other a nod.
Roman started us off by thrusting into Jane with a repeated rhythm that was nice and slow, and calculated. I waited for a few beats before adding thrusts of my own. They were shallow but deep. In time, we quickened, both of us in perfect sync.
Jane moaned and squirmed in the space between our bodies. Her velvet walls tightened and quivered around my length. She squeezed against our members, as pleasure flooded her system like a hurricane.
But even as she experienced her second orgasm of the night, we didn’t stop.
Roman had become animalistic. His every thrust rocked through her body and left her gasping for air. From time to time, I’d find myself spanking her ass, if only because I liked the way it jiggled underneath my palm.
She screamed and the sounds of her ecstasy coursed through the entire den. It only added to our passion, like fuel to a fire.
We found the perfect pace.
“Fuck, I’m going to blow!” Roman was straining to keep it together and so was I.
“Just a little longer,” I groaned as I took one of her breasts into my mouth and started to suck. There was something about Jane that made her so sweet. It seemed I could have enjoyed her all night long and it still would not have been enough to satisfy my hunger.
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nbsp; Her eyes rolled into the back of her skull. For a moment, I thought she would pass out.
I bit down on her breast to bring her back into the realm of consciousness.
Her pussy tightened like a vice around my girth and it was the turning point of the evening. Roman and I felt it as one and so did Jane. All three of us moaned in unison as a firework of pleasure exploded inside our cores and slithered towards every inch of our beings.
I sighed as my balls emptied their load inside of her.
Roman collapsed, breathing hard.
I kept Jane on my chest, holding her close, for this was a woman that I would never dare to let go of. She was much too precious.
“Wow…” she whispered after a few minutes of catching her breath. “That was amazing…”
Roman smirked. “Amazing? That’s it. I’m a little disappointed. I was expecting ‘earth-shattering’ at the very least.”
She chuckled. “Oh, it was more than that.” There was a satisfied smile on her face that looked like it had been permanently etched into her skin. “Who knew that sex could feel that good?”
“We are glad that you enjoyed yourself.” I kissed her forehead. “We were not too rough with you, were we?”
“Not at all,” she answered. “It was exactly how I wanted it.” She reached out her hand and ran it across Roman’s chest, her fingers tracing invisible patterns onto his skin. “It was almost like you two could read my mind or something.”
“In a way, we can,” Roman said, as he took her from me and cuddled her against his body in a protective cocoon. “It’s called a link and all mating partners share it with one another.”
“A link?”
“It’ll be easier to explain once you have made the transformation,” I interjected. “And for that to happen we have to complete the mating process. This is your last and final chance to walk away from us, Jane.”
Chapter 16: Jane
Walk away? The idea was almost impossible for me to fathom. Perhaps it was the logical thing to do but these boys have already shown me that the world is a far different place than I imagined. It is full of wonder and awe, and if I keep playing it safe then I’ll never get to see any of its beauties.
“I’m not running,” I said, trying to keep my voice firm. “I want this just as much as you do.”
Landon placed his hand on my cheek. “You do realize —”
“That this will change my life? Yes.” I nodded, despite the lump forming at the back of my throat. “I understand. But I cannot go back to my boring old life, when I know there’s so much more for me to discover and if I’m going to see the world, then I want to see it with the two of you and no one else.” My pace quickened with every word I said, because I was pretty much giving in to the idea of ‘fate’ — something the old me would have laughed at. But how else was I to explain this crazy set of events and everything that has happened in such a short amount of time? Maybe its insane of me to think but I’ve been waiting my whole life to meet these men and I’ll be damned if I let them slip away.
“If this is your choice then we will be happy to oblige,” said Roman. “And make you our eternal mate.”
There was something about the way he said the word ‘eternal’ that sent a shiver through my spine. It was more than ‘death do us part.’ This was more than a commitment. This was irrevocable and there was no turning back. After all, it’s not like you can divorce yourself from being a werewolf. I couldn’t take this shapeshifting gig for a test drive and then return it later on. If I made this leap, I had to live with it.
“You’re having doubts,” Roman observed. “So, if you want us to wait…” As he spoke, he ran his fingertips along my still naked body. “…that’s okay. We’ll wait.” Somehow, his touch was softer than the bed of pelts lying beneath me.
“No,” I breathed. “There’s nothing for me to doubt. You two are the ones. It is not something I can explain but something I can feel and it is as palpable as anything in this room. This is not something I’ll ever regret.” I tried to convey my truth through my eyes, in case my words were not enough to convince the wolves but all of a sudden, there was a shift in the way they were looking at me.
I half expected them to pounce on me for a second round but instead I felt their lips trailing along the side of my neck. They moved in perfect sync, following some invisible path etched into my skin.
“What are you…?” I didn’t finish my question because altering the silence that surrounded us seemed wrong. So, I contented myself with being at their mercy. Whatever happened — happened.
They reached my collarbone and lingered there a moment. I really had no idea what they were doing but it sure felt good. There was a pulse underneath my skin and it quickened to an impossible rate as they neared my left breast.
Together, they rested their hands over my heart. At first, it seemed like nothing was happening but then I felt the heat. It was gradual but after a minute or two, it felt like I was burning up inside. I was sure my heart would melt into a puddle of cardiac tissue.
I squirmed and tried to tell them that something was wrong but I had been rendered mute by the alien sensation.
“Shh,” they cooed as one, whilst running their fingers through my hair. “Shh,” they said again and as if a switch had been flipped, I started to relax. They waited until all the tension had eased from my body. Only then did they make their next move.
My eyes were closed but I felt the sharpness of their teeth. With a pinch of pressure, they pierced through my skin.
I howled, not so much from the pain but from a wash of intensity that flowed through every fiber of my being. I felt possessed by an overload of energy that threatened to burst through the seams if I failed to do something about it.
Run! came an instinctual urge but it wasn’t a warning but a desire. I wanted to run all through the forest and feel the wind whipping against my skin. I needed the adrenaline of the chase. I needed to be set free!
The burning became euphoric and maybe that was worse. The pleasure surged and became alive inside my chest.
Another howl ripped through my throat but this time it was much deeper. It echoed through the den.
The men stopped and smiled. “Welcome,” they said. “You are now and forever a member of our pack.”
I brought my hand to where their lips had been and the skin was raised like that of scar tissue. I traced over it with my finger and felt a pattern I didn’t recognize.
“It is our crest,” said Landon. “It is a mark of our people and it is our hope that you wear it with pride and happiness.”
“So, this really happened…” I whispered. “I’m a member of your pack…”
“Yes. And our mate as well,” added Roman.
I held my head because I feared it would spin towards oblivion. Yet, my body had a strange sense of calm setting in, like I had finally made peace with myself. I was no longer a lost soul wandering through the world, wondering what was to come. I had a home and it was within the hearts of my mates.
“It is time,” said Roman.
“Time?” I repeated. “Time for what?”
“Your first transformation.”
My mouth became dry.
“It will not be pleasant,” warned Landon. “But we will be with you every step of the way.”
“Will it hurt?”
Landon didn’t answer me, but I understood, by the way he avoided looking my way, that it would.
“We will be there,” Roman assured me, “so, you have nothing to fear.” He nipped my ear in an affectionate manner. “But this is something you must do, for if you do not release your inner wolf, you’ll face dire consequences.”
I didn’t dare to ask what those consequences were.
***
Together, we navigated through the thick forest until we came upon a clearing. It was lined with wildflowers. Their scent was much stronger than I expected them to be. It was almost like I could
pick out the different elements composing their honeysuckle-like perfume.
“As you may have already noticed, your senses are much sharper and they will continue to get better as you learn to live with the wolf now residing inside your body. Some wolves are skilled in certain areas, more so than others. For example, I am stronger and Roman is faster. With time, we will learn both your strengths and your weaknesses.” Landon spoke like a well-educated professor, preparing me for an exam.
“So, what do I do?” I asked, already feeling that itch that came with the jitters. “Does it just happen or do I need to say a set of magic words?” I laughed a nervous sort of laugh.
“Breathe,” came Roman’s command, as he rested his hand on my shoulder. “Now, close your eyes and envision what you are about to do. Your human body is about to transform into that of a wolf — a beast both powerful and majestic. Do not be afraid of what is to come but embrace it.”
I allowed his words to guide me and before I knew what was happening, a strange rippling effect rolled along my arms. I opened my arms and saw the small baby hairs on my skin come alive as full-blown fur. It became thicker and thicker. I was mesmerized by the series of events. That is, until the pain kicked in.
It was like someone had taken the liberty of breaking every bone in my body. I felt them snap and shatter and realign themselves in positions that only heightened my agony.
“Don’t fight it,” I heard Landon say, as I howled at the moon. Unable to stay standing, I fell to the ground, panting for breath. If I had known that this was the price I needed to pay in order to be with the men of my dreams, well, let’s just say… maybe I would have reconsidered.
Fuck.
It wasn’t burning — it was worse than that. Some invisible force was peeling my skin back. My nails were being ripped right off my fingertips. And there was no way for me to stop any of it.
Again, I howled. I dug at the ground, trying to steady myself.
When would it end?
My vision become crystal clear. My nostrils flared. Bit by bit, the pain faded away, until I was able to breathe without the feeling of being stabbed on every inhale.