by Lori King
“No you don’t, little one. You’re not coming again until you’re full of cock.” His voice sounded deeper and more raspy than usual as he tugged her hips back a little bit, taking the table away from her hot little clit.
“I think she likes the spoon, Tommy-boy!” Bryson said through clenched teeth, and they both grinned.
“I think she likes the spanking. I can’t wait to show her how many things we can turn into a paddle. Just think, little one, we have the rest of our lives to fuck, and love, and Bry and I will have no problem spanking you when you get crazy.”
She dropped Bryson’s cock, and glared over her shoulder. “We’ll just see about that, Doc.”
Thomas laughed at her challenge, and paddled her again with the spoon, drawing a moan of pleasure from her, and Bryson rubbed his cock over her mouth. The sight of pre-cum on her swollen lips was divine, but he had his own mission.
He had an asshole to fuck.
Another brief thought crossed his mind, and he froze. His eyes shot to Bryson, who looked up at him in confusion. “What’s wrong?”
Everyone froze as Thomas flushed guiltily. “I just realized that if I fuck her ass, then it means that I’ve taken both of her virginities. That seems pretty unfair.”
Bryson’s laughter barked out of him, and he groaned when KJ let his cock fall from her mouth again. “So what, you want to leave me a virgin?”
“Not on your life, little one. I want to give Bry the chance to fuck your ass first.” Thomas forced himself to take a step backward, secretly hoping that Bryson would decline. If he didn’t get his cock inside of her soon, it was going to explode all over her.
Bryson hesitated until KJ slid her hand down to his balls, and cupped them, rolling them around in her palm. “No, Tom, it’s all good. Peaches is giving her virginity to both of us, even if it’s your cock leading the way. Fuck her, man, before I die here. I don’t want to come until I’m balls deep inside of her.”
“Thank God!”
Thomas move like lightning to spill olive oil down the split of KJ’s ass. She jerked and twitched, but stayed in position for him. He ran his finger over the small opening, lovingly caressing it before pressing just the tip of his finger in. She let out a small grunt, but the muscles relaxed after a moment and he pushed his finger in fully. When she let out a sigh around Bryson’s cock, Thomas knew he had her interested. Exchanging a mental fist bump with Bryson over her back, he slid a second finger in. She clenched on him, and he gritted his teeth to maintain slow, even pressure on her.
Thrusting his fingers in a gentle steady rhythm, he was able to convince her body to accept three of his fingers before long, and his cock ached for release. She had relaxed all of her muscles in her jaw, and Bryson had her hair wrapped around his fist, while he pushed in and out of her mouth. His eyes were focused on what Thomas was doing though. It wouldn’t be long before Bryson got his cock up her ass too.
This moment seemed surreal and spectacular at the same moment. He was greeting his destiny with open arms and a hard cock. A new voice in his head was growling and kept repeating the word Mate over and over. Knowing it was his new alter ego didn’t make it any less unsettling, but right now, he was willing to just let the wolf instincts lead the way.
Pressing his aching dick against her tight asshole, he cocked the shaft with olive oil, and directed it to heaven. She opened slowly to him and the tight ring of muscles was strangling his cock. She whimpered, and clenched a couple of times.
“Push back against him, peaches. Let him in,” Bryson crooned to her, as he continued to fuck her face.
She obeyed his instructions and before long, Thomas was fully seated deep within her dark channel. It was pure bliss. The heat scorched him, and he struggled to take a deep breath. He had to keep control, or he was going to blow his load with the first thrust.
Gripping her hips in his hands, he marveled at how tiny she seemed when she was underneath him. The view from here was magnificent. From the tumble of blonde hair that scattered messily over her shoulders and down the strong line of her back, to the curve of her waist that spread into perfectly rounded hips made just for holding.
A slow retreat drew a growl from his throat that surprised him, but seemed to turn her on. As he pushed back into his private paradise, he felt the new being in his body taking over, and he began to thrust into her more earnestly, fucking into her ass as Bryson pushed into her throat. She really was full of cock.
The rhythm was as old as time, but it felt brand-new. His body seemed tighter, hotter, and more needy than it ever had, and the voice of his wolf was screaming in his head to claim their mate. When Bryson pulled out of her mouth, gripping his cock tightly to keep from coming, Thomas knew it was time. Curving his body over her back so that his chest pressed against her spine, he licked the tendon that arched gracefully from her shoulder to her neck, and then sunk his teeth into her.
This was the claiming that always should have been. Even if the first bite had saved his life, this one the one that would link them for eternity.
KJ’s blood was on his tongue as he came deep inside of her bowels, and she shattered underneath him. Her body convulsed around his cock, and her head thrashed wildly. Something seemed to pass through them, linking them to each other, and oddly enough, to Bryson as well, who held his now cum-covered cock in his hand, and watched them through droopy green eyes.
For several moments they remained locked together, his cock in her ass, and his lips pressed against her mating mark. It made his wolf excited to know that anyone she came across would see that mark, and know who she belonged to for the rest of their lives. Talk about a hell of an ego boost.
“Don’t you ever try to fucking die on me again, Doc.” Her voice sounded slightly foggy, but her words were filled with the fear and pain that she had experienced.
Thomas’s heart ached to fix it, but he knew that without that terrible moment in time, the likelihood of them seeing this perfect moment was slim. “I don’t regret it, little one, and I would do it again, but I’ll try my damnedest to stay out of trouble from now on. Because you asked so nicely.”
“Good, now get off of me, you weigh a ton!” She giggled as she spoke, and Thomas laughed too. He loved it that she seemed to be playful after sex. The emotional bond was growing as quickly as the physical bond, and it was everything he had ever hoped for from his future wife.
Standing up, he turned back to Bryson. “What happened, Rambo?”
“Fuck you. That was seriously hot, and she has the mouth of a goddess. I came the minute you claimed her. I swear to God I could feel it in my nut sack,” Bryson said, looking slightly chagrined.
“Aww, poor baby. Let’s take a shower, and see about finishing this claiming stuff up. Do you think you can rise to the occasion?” KJ said, standing up on wobbly legs, and wrapping her arms around Bryson when he moved to her side.
“With you naked in the shower, there isn’t a chance in hell I would fall down on the job. Move those gorgeous legs of yours, my wolf is dying to feel your teeth.” Bryson nudged her toward the hallway, and the three of them made their way into the bathroom.
KJ felt Thomas’s wolf already. It was there in her head and in her heart. She had claimed him. Their mating was complete, well, almost. Her heart told her that she needed Bryson too if she was ever going to be satisfied.
Moving quickly under the water, KJ sighed with pleasure when her two mates followed her, and began rubbing at her body, cleaning away the olive oil and sex that coated her skin. Thomas took her mouth in a passionate kiss that seemed to suck all of her brain power away before he spun her around to face Bryson.
Bryson’s trademark cheeky grin made her giggle, as he tweaked her nipples and then captured her mouth. His tongue quickly found its way between her lips and teased her. Caressing her teeth and tongue and pretty much every corner and crevice it could reach. The whole time, Thomas continued to wash her body with a washcloth and a bar of soap, cleaning the residue of their ti
me together, so that she could have her moment with Bryson.
She rubbed against Bryson’s muscular chest, dancing her nipples over his skin, and shivering when it sent little lightning bolts to her clit. After the last two knock-your-socks-off orgasms, she just couldn’t imagine being turned on again so fast, but her slit was dripping again already.
“Bryson?”
“Yeah, baby?”
“I want you.”
Those three little words seemed to just knock the breath out of his lungs, and his gorgeous green eyes darkened. His nostrils flared, and he licked his lips. “That’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me, peaches.”
She gripped his thickening cock in her hand, and began stroking it gently trying to find a rhythm as he hardened against her palm. He reached out and wrapped one of his large hands around hers to direct her, and let his head fall back as she followed his direction.
Thomas was on his knees behind her, sliding the washcloth up between her legs, and massaging her pussy gently until she was moaning. Bryson pinched her nipple at the same time as Thomas shoved two fingers up her aching channel, and she gasped, her eyes meeting Bryson’s.
Bryson glanced over her shoulder, and Thomas pulled away from her. Lifting her easily, Bryson put her back against the cold tile of the shower stall, and thrust his cock deep into her pussy. There was no gentleness at this point, it was just raw hard fucking, finding release in the most primal way possible. KJ loved it, she heard her own voice crying out with every slam of Bryson’s hips, and she dug her fingernails into the tight muscles of his biceps, while her heels dug into his ass.
Again and again he slammed his cock into her body, and she felt like she wanted to absorb him until he was a part of her. That thought had barely crossed her mind when her wolf took over, and she bit down hard on his shoulder. The link formed, and later she would swear that she heard a definitive click as the world fell into place for the three of them. She heard Thomas growl and Bryson groan, as his soul met hers and they mated. It was complete.
With a sigh she released him, and fell over the cliff to her own orgasm. Her eyes drifted closed on the sight of Thomas coming all over his own hand, with his head thrown back in ecstasy, and his mouth slightly open calling her name, while Bryson’s cum filled her womb.
The two men must have washed her clean after she passed out because she woke up snuggled in between them in the bed, and sweating like a pig in the desert. Shoving at Thomas’s shoulder, she pushed back with her ass against Bryson, trying to give herself a little bit of breathing room. Cuddling was great most of the time, but these two men were like her own personal space heaters.
“What’s wrong, peaches?” Bryson rumbled from behind her, clamping his hand over her bare belly and pulling her back against him tightly.
She huffed and tried to move again. “I’m trying to avoid dying of heat exhaustion, but you two aren’t allowing it.”
Thomas chuckled, and scooted over a little, trying to give her some space. “Oh yeah, because we wouldn’t want you to pass out on us, huh?”
Smacking his chest hard enough to make her hand sting, she rose up between them onto her knees. They looked up at her and she grinned when two sets of eyes zeroed in on her naked breasts. She couldn’t deny the power they had over her. Her nipples perked right up just knowing that they had their undivided attention.
Thomas and Bryson were so different, and yet somehow the three of them interlocked into a neat little package. Like three puzzle pieces meant to be together, but unsure until now how they fit. Bryson’s light to Thomas’s dark made her stomach clench with desire.
If only they knew how much of her heart, body, and soul they already owned. Flushing at her own thoughts, she tried to go for sarcasm. “I happen to be the only one here who had more than two orgasms. I think I deserve the rest.”
“Poor, ice. Having to suffer through multiple orgasms to keep her mates content,” Bryson said with a snort of derision.
“One of these days, you two will regret teasing me so much.” She knew that her lip stuck out in a pout, but she had to know how much control she had over them.
Thomas immediately lifted her up until she was straddling his hips, and Bryson landed a sharp smack on her ass cheeks. “I wouldn’t suggest reverting to threats, little one. We won’t take kindly to them. Now, if you want to be fucked, all you had to do was ask. Bryson, grab the lotion out of the bathroom. I saw some on the counter.”
KJ narrowed her eyes at Thomas, and glared at him. “Just what do you think you’re doing, Mr. Jameson?”
He rocked his hips up at the same time as he pushed her down, so that his cock split her pussy lips and settled perfectly in the seam of her sex against her clit. Moisture flooded her, dripping all over his cock, and making him grin.
“Not I, little one, we. We are going to fulfill one of your darkest fantasies.” He spoke in a low deep voice that rattled her bones. When she felt the cold creamy lotion hit her asshole she jumped and threw a surprised glance over her shoulder at Bryson, who just grinned back wickedly. “Bend forward, and put your hands on my shoulders, love.”
She hesitated, but the tightness of Thomas’s jaw muscles warned her not to push him too far, and she did as he asked. Once she was in position she felt Bryson’s finger easing into her tight asshole. Her breath caught in her throat and she tried to focus on relaxing as he pressed a second finger into her.
“That’s so beautiful,” Bryson said in a husky tight voice as he watched his fingers slipping and sliding into her. She wanted to look at him, but she was caught in Thomas’s dark gaze. His hands reached up to cup her face, and he took her mouth in a fierce battle of kiss control. She nipped at him, while he sucked her bottom lip into his mouth, and fenced with her tongue. It distracted her completely, and before she knew it, Bryson’s cock was pushing into her dark passage. It burned, but less so than the first time with Thomas, and she adjusted quickly. Once he was seated inside of her, he wrapped one arm around her waist, lifting her up and back, while Thomas grabbed his cock and pointed it at her dripping opening.
“You go next, Doc, just keep your aim true,” Bryson said, catching KJ off guard and making her laugh, which in turn made him groan. “Shit, baby, don’t laugh or I’ll blow!”
Thomas growled. “Would you just shut up, Bry? I’m trying to fuck our woman, and you’re still cracking jokes.”
Bryson bit KJ’s earlobe and whispered, “Don’t mind him, he’s just jealous that I’m in your ass and he’s not. He’ll get over it when he gets inside of you.”
She cried out when Thomas pushed up into her pussy as Bryson lowered her down. The fullness was overwhelming. She felt like she was being split in two, but in a good way. Her pussy was stretched snuggly around Thomas’s cock, while Bryson gently retreated from her ass. The two men began rocking in time with each other very slowly, and she felt a burning building in her belly.
This was what a ménage meant. She was being fucked thoroughly by her mates. Not her boyfriends, but her mates. The two men that she would be with forever and ever. It made the moment even more sentimental to her, and she felt tears leak from her eyes. Thomas frowned up at her, and she gave him a halfhearted smile of reassurance.
It didn’t take long for the two men to bring her to the edge of the mountain again, and before she knew it she was pinned between two sated men, full of cum and tingling all over. It was magnificent, and she couldn’t wait to do it again.
Chapter 13
The next morning was tense and awkward as everyone loaded into the vans. The only tussle seemed to be over which van Luke would ride in, as his coldness toward Thomas still hadn’t eased. KJ couldn’t put her finger on what Luke’s problem was, but she was determined to address it as soon as they were back to the den. A phone call to Devin this morning filled them in on the Diego Pack’s Alpha battle, and it sounded as though there had been plenty of drama back at the den while they were gone. Rafe and Ryley seemed anxious to get home to Shandi, and to fa
ce-off with Whitney’s new mates.
The ride kicked off full of starts and stops as they had children with them this time. Who knew that Axel had trouble with motion sickness? One van now had the stomach-turning odor of vomit.
Pressed between her mates, KJ found the ride both arousing and frustrating at the same time. She couldn’t act on her physical desire to fuck her men, and she couldn’t release the physical tension by taking a run. Her wolf was going nuts.
To top it all off, no one had seen or heard from any of the Kaplan wolves since the battle. Everyone was on edge wondering if they would back off now that they had taken such a large loss of life, or if they were just regrouping. Being on the verge of war really didn’t do good things to people’s mental state, so they were all grumpy and exhausted.
Finally Rafe had had enough of the griping and complaining, and he pulled into a rest stop about halfway home. “Everyone take a run, or get something to eat, or just get out of the vehicles. We need a break. Axel needs to stop moving for a while, and I think Tasha needs a little quiet time. Just be back here in two hours.” He ran a hand through his blond hair in frustration, and then moved quickly to Axel’s side as the boy held his arms up asking for a hug.
They were parked in front of the gas station portion of the rest stop. A small walking park was to their left, and a fast food restaurant was to the right. Behind the building was a wooded area, and KJ perked up. Turning to Thomas, she smiled. “Hey, Doc, do you want to go rest?”
It took Thomas a minute, but Bryson caught on immediately and began dragging her back behind the gas station toward the wooded area. She wrinkled her nose as they passed a dingy trash dumpster and a pickup truck that had seen better days. The trio walked about two hundred feet into the woods before Bryson stopped and jerked her against his body.