Chosen by the Wolf (BBW Steamy Werewolf Shifter FMMMMM Menage Romance Novella)

by Willow Wilde

I squeezed my breasts as they pleased me, letting my fingers twist my puckered peaks and tweak my nipples as I saw fit. After a moment, a pair of hands reached down to brush mine away, taking care of the task for me. Freeing my hands up, I stretched one hand down and wrapped it around the cock of the shifter kissing me, stroking the handle as his lips groaned into mine.

  Randall’s warm lips between my legs teased harder now, focusing their attention on my clitoris. I squealed and moaned as my thighs clenched harder, clasping around his shoulders as he worked my body.

  Another squeeze of my breasts, the calloused fingers brushing against my erect nipples, and I was in paradise.

  The handsome men surrounding me continued to work my body for a few minutes before their collective, urging need overwhelmed them. Thoroughly satisfied, I was ready for more by the time that they all drew back, with Randall pulling up from between my legs to kiss my lips once more.

  “Are you ready?” He whispered in my ear.

  “Yes,” I gasped, watching his eyes carefully.

  Pulled my legs around him, my hips below his, he held himself above me with one palm against the ground as he grasped his firm cock with the other. I felt the head brushing between the folds of my wet slit as he teased me, and a sly smile appeared across his lips.

  “Just do it,” I pleaded.

  “Patience…”

  He continued to rub the head along my slit, and I forced myself to maintain restraint. Finally, it pushed inward, and I gasped as the sheer fullness of his erection began to stretch the walls of my wet chasm. The stinging pain filtered into my mind as he pushed, pulling back briefly to only push harder. My hands clasped to his shoulders as my fingernails dug into his skin, biting into the flesh as he forced me to take more of his generous size inside.

  Finally, when I thought I could take no more, I felt him rest comfortably against me with his thick cock fully hilted into my wet pussy. As he pulled back, he started to thrust into me, going gently at first. Each push from him forced my lips apart, a gasp wafting into the air as I concentrated on withstanding the pain.

  Burying his face into my throat, he kissed my skin deeply and passionately. I felt things I’d never experienced before, as this intense shifter thrust his widening length into my unprepared pussy. I wanted my body to adjust faster, but at the same time, I wanted to experience each and every painful, blissful thrust as I had for the first time.

  But after a few minutes, as he continued to be gentle with me, I did begin to adjust. It was a process, but the pain dulled over time, and the ratio slid much further into the pleasure aspect of things.

  It was not much longer before Randall withdrew himself with a slight smirk on his face. “Out of the group, alphas eat last,” he whispered, “and they climax last, too…I always take the first taste. But now…it’s time to step aside for my pack.”

  Rionn and Rosco eagerly surrounded me, their thick erections ready to go. Rionn pulled me onto all fours and mounted me from behind, rubbing his shifter shaft between the juicy lips of my pussy before pushing himself deep into me with a mighty thrust.

  After growing accustomed to the alpha, taking Rionn inside wasn’t nearly as bad. My body adjusted to him quickly, and it’s a good thing, too – he was eager to dominate me from the get-go. His hands clasped around my hips as he slammed against me, swiftly pulling us into a fast, steady rhythm that drew another long, mind-blowing moan from my lips.

  Right around that moment, I felt those lips press against the head of another shifter cock. Opening my eyes, I realized that Rosco was holding his cock to my mouth, his hand coming to rest at the back of my head. A wide, mischievous smile was planted across his face as he urged me to take his cock inside, and I willingly obliged. Parting my lips around the shaft, I swallowed half of his erection into my mouth, feeling his hand grasp a fistful of my hair before setting the speed he wanted.

  The two of them fell into a steady rhythm as the two incredibly rugged shifters took me, with Rionn quickly dominating my hips and Rosco’s demanding cock pushed into my mouth. The shifters started to speed things up, fucking me between themselves as their willing, submissive mate. I was completely loving it as my tongue swirled along Rosco’s shaft; I teased his frenulum and savoring the salty thickness he had offered me. Meanwhile, Rionn was powerfully shoving his mighty erection into the folds of my drenched chasm, fulfilling me in ways more pleasurable than any of the boys I’d ever fucked before.

  Rionn and Rosco pulled themselves free, with Rionn laying down on the ground. Taking me by the hand and pulling me with him, I settled into a straddling position atop him, my palms sliding across his chest while I adjusted to his body again. With myself on top, I realized I was in control – I set the speed as I started rolling my hips across his, the full length of his thick cock pushing up between my folds. The shifter on the floor beneath me groaned in pleasure, his hands clasping onto my hips as I fucked him, biting my lip and keeping my seductive eyes locked onto his hazy gaze.

  Rosco stood back for a few minutes, letting me have my moment to fuck his brother in peace. However, he grew tired of stroking himself, finally stepping into place and grasping my hair in his fist again. This time he tugged my lips around his cock hard, and dominated my mouth within the instant. I sucked down his thrusting as well as I could, feeling him hold my head in place as he shoved his unforgiving mass into my throat over and over. Thank god I don’t have a gag reflex, I thought to myself as his thickness dove deeper inside me, while the shifter himself grew rougher with me all the while.

  Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Randall watching carefully. Stroking himself lightly, he was watching with painful need filling his face, and a primal hunger radiating from his furious eyes. As soon as his shifters were done with me, he looked like he was going to swoop in and savagely take me – I was as intimidated as I was completely aroused at the very thought of it.

  Rionn took back control beneath me as my focus was kept on Rosco’s punishing cock – the shifter’s hands clenched deeper into my hips as he held me in place, thrusting upwards harder and faster. I loved being used by them – all semblance of control taken from me as they occupied my body, using it to pleasure themselves. I wanted to get both of them off, to know that I had drained them of their seed. That I had brought these incredibly handsome men to completion by myself.

  Rosco pulled himself free from my mouth now, and I gratefully took the moment to swallow a full deep lungfuls of air. Concentrating on Rionn again, I wondered what Rosco was going to do next – I mean, my mouth was the only opening he could use, right?

  Wrong.

  I felt a slight pressure against my hidden star, and almost panicked for a moment.

  “Don’t worry,” I heard reassuringly in my ear as the tip pushed against my asshole. “I’ll be gentle. Let me do this, and you’ll experience things you’ve never felt before.”

  “Are you…sure?” I gasped while Rionn bucked against my hips again, before stopping to hold me in place.

  “Certain,” he answered, and slowly pushed himself inwards. He was incredibly careful as he did so, using my saliva across his cock as improvised lubricant. With the smallest cock of the three (although still bigger than any I’d previously seen), he was the easiest one out of them to take inside.

  Inch by inch, he pushed himself deeper inside, pausing periodically to draw back. He would always reclaim the lost ground and then some, strategically working with my ass as he sheathed more of his cock inside. Finally, he was satisfied with the distance, and his hands snaked up to my breasts as he squeezed, his mouth biting into my shoulder.

  We lunged back into our lovemaking, as the two of them pushed against each other, their cocks separated only by a thin wall of flesh. Rosco’s grasping fingers brushed my nipples again; with the combination of the sensations they were making me feel, they sent small spasms down my spine.

  I gasped out my satisfaction with my chest still heaving. Rosco had been right – it was a painful adjustment, b
ut it mixed in equal parts pleasure. It helped that they staggered their rhythm, as Rosco always pulled out as Rionn pushed in, and vice versa.

  It was as I had my eyes closed, my palms on Rionn’s chest and losing myself to the sensations, that I felt the third cock enter the fracas. Opening my eyes, I realized that Randall was here again, pushing his cock against my lips. His eyes were furious, jealous, filled with absolute animalistic hunger.

  He wasn’t asking.

  He was demanding.

  I parted my lips around his tremendous girth and took him into my mouth, adding him to the shifters inside. As he rested his hands on my head, I bobbed up and down on his cock, eager to relieve him of his envy. It was clear to me that he had been unable to take watching his shifters fuck me anymore, not without entering the fray himself. Hearing his first little groans as I teased his shaft with my tongue, I felt a certain sense of pride.

  I had made this incredible hunk of man jealous. He had been dying to get another piece of me.

  Taken by all three shifters, desperately trying to get them all to completion around me, I felt them use my body between them. Rionn clenched into my hips as he thrust upward, bringing his hips to mine as he groaned in bliss, feeling my velvety folds surround his rock-hard cock. Rosco, meanwhile, fucked my ass into submission as he hunched over my back, his hands grasping my heaving breasts firmly, massaging the pillowy skin and feeling my erect nipples slide between his fingers. Randall held my hair, dominating my mouth as I sucked down his thick, juicy erection, the fullness pushing into my throat as I pleased him.

  It wasn’t long before the three of them started to experience the mounting sensations of climax. Rosco and Rionn were the first – somehow, they met their peak collectively, their hips struggling against mine as they drew themselves ever close to their rising desperation. Their bodies going stiff around me, the two shifters howled with delight as their cocks burst with rope after rope of their hot werewolf loads.

  Even at the time, I was amazed that they both orgasmed collectively. I even remarked as much to them as they pulled themselves free, disentangling from our collective pile as they left me alone with Randall.

  “Those two? They do everything together,” he murmured softly to me with a slight chuckle, laying down beside me. “I’m not particularly surprised, really.”

  The alpha male was free now to take me alone, having fulfilled his oath to satisfy his pack. As the hunger in his eyes gave way to utter domination, he pulled me face close, pushing his intimidatingly large clock up between my trembling thighs. I felt the girth separate the lips of my drenched pussy, pushing up into the wet cavity that had so recently milked his packmate dry.

  “I’m going to fuck you like an animal,” he whispered into my ear, his lips grasping around my lobe. Lightly, he grazed it with his teeth, and I nodded quietly.

  The first thrust drove a groan from me so hard that my back arched instantly. Clutching at the ground, I felt him thrust again, then another, and instead clasped onto his body as his punishing thickness overwhelmed me. My ankles slid across his calves; my fingernails tasted his back. The other two watched as he drove himself deep into me, again and again, as I ensnarled my limbs around his broad, muscular form.

  The thrusting was wild now, hips smashing into mine with abandon. I struggled to maintain my composure as the mindless, passionate crash of his pelvis against mine, his shifter cock into my slick cavity, drove me completely wild.

  He was holding himself up now, sliding my ankles onto his shoulders. This let him dive deeper into me, and with the new angle I knew that he was experiencing a new height to the satisfaction. Growling and groaning with his repeated thrusts, Randall locked his piercing, fierce gaze onto mine, and I could barely keep my eyes open to acknowledge him. I grasped my hair and struggled to keep my lips reasonably close, fighting the constant drive to stretch them in wide-mouthed, gasping bursts of intense pleasure.

  Now he was pulling me onto all fours. I was barely in position before his massive cock was wedging itself into my slick pussy, hilting me on his entire, absolutely gargantuan length. His hand clamped around my shoulder as the other clenched into the contours of my waist; held into place, he pummeled my hips into absolute submission, thrusting deep and passionately into me as he groaned with the motions.

  I knew I couldn’t hold out much longer. With each dominant push towards my cervix, he was shoving me that much closer to the edge. I embraced it, ready to feel the crushing climax that had me on the mental edge.

  It was so close.

  The sensation built up slowly, like the coming of a heavy wave on the horizon. I felt the wave rising. This is gonna be a good one, I thought to myself as he fucked me hard. The wave built up and my body rode it through every jaw-dropping second of the intense pleasure that was so close to striking down my body…

  Just like that, the switch flip, the wave crested, and my pussy burst into intense bliss as my mind essentially shut off. The pleasure whiplashed down my spine in an electric crescendo that dropped me into a complete oblivion of thought. Gasping, groaning, making inhuman noises altogether, my limbs locked as I stiffened up, riding out an incredible half a dozen climaxes in a row.

  Finally, I started to come down from the intense burst. Just as I did so, I felt Randall’s punishing motions finally stop as he burrowed as deep into my pussy as he could go, his body going rigid as well. He grunted out a succession of colorful expletives as his hot shifter load coated my inner walls, mixing with the previous shot of cum inside. As the strength drained from our bodies, we collapsed against the ground in a tangle of limbs and mind-blowing bliss.

  ~

  “You said I’m free to stay as long as I want?” I asked coyly a few hours later, having just woken up from beside him. I toyed with the bedcovers a little as I gazed into his eyes.

  “Of course,” Randall smiled. “You’ll be safe here. Nothing else dares disturb our home, and we’ll get our friend downstairs sorted out quickly. And we’ll make sure you get a repaired engine, for your trouble,” he added quickly.

  “Oh, I’m not so worried about that right now,” I murmured, nuzzling up to him. “I’d hate to have a reason to leave so quickly…might want to stick around for a little while. I’ve got time to kill.”

  “Good,” Randall answered, planting a sweet kiss on my lips. “I’d hate to see you leave, and I know the others would, too.”

  I gazed down at the foot of the bed. Like loyal dogs, they had crumpled up to sleep down there as we had all crawled to sleep after our passionate lovemaking.

  “Well, so long as you guys get rid of that…thing…quickly, I’m sure I can find a reason to stay around for a bit! Just so long as we do that every night I’m here…”

  “Of course,” Randall chuckled, planting a peck on my lips again. “Stay around long enough, and I might need to make you my official mate.”

  “Your mate?” I gazed innocently into his eyes. “Am I not already?”

  The shifter paused, his green eyes less piercing now, but still intently searching my own. “I suppose you are,” he murmured, pulling me into a strong embrace as we began to kiss long and deeply again, our passions mixing once more.

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  To this day, I’m still not sure how I survived the landslide.


  The first thing I remember is opening my eyes, coughing against the choking smell of stirred dust in the air. I became gradually aware of my limbs, mostly buried along with the rest of my body, and in horror I realized I could barely move. Panicking, my alertness sharply increased as the endorphins pumped straight into my head. Circumstances be damned, I wasn’t willing to die in a pile of dirt and rock, and I immediately struggled to wrench myself free from the ground.

  The going was rough — I had been mostly buried in a jumble of my own, sprawled limbs, unwilling to shift from under the crushing weight. It took every ounce of strength to shift the heavy debris aside just enough to slowly, painfully pull myself free. Desperation drove me for several painstaking, testing minutes before I finally pulled my upper half up from my earthy prison.

  Dragging myself out of the heavy mass of sediments and rock chunks, I gasped for air on the ground nearby. As the chemicals wore off and my fight-or-flight instincts dialed down, things started coming back to me. I remembered brief flashes now: there had been a group of us, hiking together along a wilderness trail that cut along the mountain. The rumbling had come out of nowhere, and a building flow of falling debris had swept me down the slope and towards my inevitable death. It was clear as day now – rolling with the cascading wave of earth, tumbling ever downward as I screamed, unable to separate the rising ground from the cliff-face, nor from the watching sky.