Fated Magic: Claimed by Wolves #1
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But I can’t.
As he laps and sucks on me, my eyelids fall shut. His tongue is all over me, wreaking havoc on my body. And then the others are touching me too. Hands are on my breasts, my back, my shoulders, my hair. Lips and teeth and tongues are devouring me.
They’re all devouring me.
They’re going to eat me up.
I groan helplessly, rocking against Ridge’s face, grinding against him as need builds inside me again.
A large hand runs down the length of my spine and over the curve of my ass, kneading my flesh before slipping into the space between my cheeks. I jolt when a finger presses against the tight ring of muscles there, and when it slips inside, I clamp my thighs around Ridge’s head.
“What… what is…?”
I can’t get a full sentence out. All the muscles in my lower body are contracting rhythmically, the foreign invasion and strange feeling of fullness setting off a chain reaction inside me.
“Do you want me to stop?” Trystan’s voice is thick, a low murmur near my ear.
“No,” I breathe, my heart pounding wildly in my chest.
“Do you want more?”
“Yes,” I whimper.
“Fuck.”
That’s Archer’s voice, and he sounds almost as tortured as Trystan does.
As Trystan slides his finger deeper into my ass, I catch hold of Archer’s hand again. This time, he brings it to his cock, running my fingertips over the thick length. I’m surprised to find wetness at the tip. I didn’t know men got wet from arousal like women did.
I want to explore it. To run my thumb over it, to dip my head and taste it.
But before I can do any of that, Ridge latches on to my core and flicks his tongue back and forth at the same time Trystan slides his finger in another inch.
And I detonate like a bomb.
I thought my first orgasm was overwhelming, but it was tame compared to this. Dare’s lips find mine, and I practically scream into his mouth as I come apart, jerking and writhing and probably half-suffocating Ridge. Not that he seems to mind.
By the time the last wave of pleasure passes, I feel completely boneless. I’m literally not sure I can hold myself up anymore, but I don’t have to. Dare and Archer support me as Trystan slowly drags his finger out of my ass, and they lift me off Ridge before depositing me on the bed beside him.
Ridge rolls over and rises to his knees, and once again, I find myself staring up at all four of them.
“Still hungry?” Archer asks, his voice both heated and gentle.
I nod, smiling lazily. Some of the desperation has been burned away, but the deep need is still there.
My core is still clenching, each ripple of my inner walls a reminder of how empty I am. I don’t want to be empty. I want to be full.
“Is this your first time, Sable?” Ridge wears a serious expression that lets me know he’s already guessed at the answer—hell, they probably all have.
A little flutter of panic fills my stomach. It is my first time. I’m a virgin, just like they suspect. But I don’t want that to change anything.
I don’t want them to stop.
Ridge looks up, meeting the gazes of the other three. He opens his mouth to speak, but his words come out sounding strange, as if I’m listening to him through a wall of water. I shake my head, trying to clear it.
The fluttering sensation in my belly is growing stronger. Something besides panic. Something besides the heat that overtook me in the living room.
It’s like something is growing inside me, expanding outward from the very core of me.
My wolf?
The thought whips through my mind, and suddenly, I’m sure I’m right. It’s my wolf. She must’ve finally been called by the onslaught of extreme emotions, by the attention that’s been lavished on me by the four alphas who all claim me as their mate.
I try to say something, but the same muffled sound I heard from Ridge comes out of my mouth too, as if my brain has stopped processing words altogether. But all four men look down at me anyway, drawn by whatever noise I just made.
I expect them to look happy.
My wolf is coming, just like they hoped it would.
I expect them to be pleased.
But as they stare down at me, each one of their faces morphs into a mask of surprise and horror.
Why? I don’t understand.
The feeling inside me is expanding faster now. I can almost feel it pressing against my skin, pushing against the confines of my body. And then…
The scars crisscrossing my body begin to turn a deep, pure black, as if ink is seeping out of my skin and filling in the cracks.
My heart crashes against my ribs as I look down at myself, holding up my arms in horror.
This isn’t how the change goes. I’ve seen these men shift into wolves dozens of times by now, and it never looks like this.
What is happening?
As if the thing inside me is spurred on by my rising panic, dark smoke begins to pour from my fingertips, and the men gathered around me jerk back in surprise.
Dare’s chocolate brown eyes meet mine, and for a moment, he just stares at me. Then he opens his mouth, and this time, I do hear the words he chokes out. Even if I wish I didn’t.
“What the fuck?” He shakes his head, his nostrils flaring as he backs away. “Jesus, Sable. You’re not a fucking wolf. You’re a witch.”
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To Be Continued…
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