by Abby Blake
She wanted to ask more, but arousal was winding through her so fast that words didn’t seem to hold any meaning. Her knees wobbled slightly, and all three of her men groaned as she felt her pussy moisten with need.
“Inside,” Xavier growled as he herded his brothers and Andrea into the house. She barely had a moment to look around before Isaac lifted her against the wall, thrust his tongue into her mouth and his cock against her pussy.
She was panting hard, her body undulating against his, straining to get closer, desperate for him to fulfill the promise he made. She gasped when he moved them away from the wall, still holding her up as Daegan lifted her shirt over her head and unclasped her bra. He kissed the red lines the restrictive garment had left behind.
“No more bras,” he said as he stood behind her, kissed her neck, and massaged her swollen breasts.
“But—”
“No buts,” he growled as his fingers found her nipples. They were hard and begging for his attention, and he didn’t disappoint. Sharp arousal flared outward as Daegan tugged the sensitive nubs, his rough treatment somehow more incredibly amazing than anything she ever remembered experiencing.
His hands dropped lower, pressing against her mound, pulling her back against his hard cock a moment before he fumbled with the button on her jeans. He slid his fingers inside the material, pushing the denim down to her knees. She tried to step out of the tangled clothing, but she stopped when Daegan growled low in his throat.
“Lean forward,” he said as he pushed her down with a hand between her shoulder blades. She complied, trusting them to keep her safe. With her legs tangled in her jeans, she was off balance, but Daegan’s strong hands gripped her hips, his fingers caressing her skin, as Isaac supported her shoulders.
Isaac already had his jeans undone, his hard cock close to her face. She swiped her tongue over the slightly rough skin, smiling when he groaned and told her to do it again. She could feel her juices pulsing from her pussy as Daegan lowered her underwear and slid his fingers over her slippery flesh.
She tried to lower onto his fingers, desperate to be filled, her need for all three men somehow spiraling out of control. She tried to lift her head to see where Xavier was, but Isaac tangled his fingers in her hair and pushed her down onto his cock. She opened her mouth, suctioning her lips around his hard length, sucking hard against the bulbous head when he wouldn’t let her take him deeper.
Rough fingers thrust into her pussy, stretching her, spreading her juices, making her desperate for their possession.
“Please,” she whimpered inside her head, closing her eyes on the silent plea.
A warm hand touched the side of her face.
“Soon, sugar,” Xavier said quietly. Had he heard her thoughts? Or maybe he’d just read her body language. Hell, she must make a strange sight. Head down, ass up, about to be fucked by two brothers while their older brother watched. Liquid heat sizzled through every nerve ending as Xavier caressed her shoulders and spine and confirmed he’d heard every word. “You look incredible, sugar. Relax and let Isaac and Daegan show you how amazing sex as a werewolf can be.”
Werewolf? Oh, yeah, she’d forgotten about that part.
Isaac pushed her head lower, his cock thrusting to the back of her throat, holding her down, holding her trapped. She began to wriggle as fear tried to take over.
“Shhh, sweetheart,” Isaac whispered reassuringly into her mind. “We won’t hurt you. Now that you’re a werewolf, your body is a lot stronger than you realize.” She sucked in a deep breath through her nose, trying to calm herself, trying to concentrate on the incredible feelings their touches invoked. “Good girl. Now swallow.”
She did, the awkward motion suddenly more appealing when Isaac groaned in appreciation. She did it again, her whole focus on Isaac’s pleasure. He caressed her hair as he slowly began to fuck her face.
“That’s it, sweetheart,” he groaned out loud as he sped the pace. He was thrusting into her mouth harder than she thought possible, the speed almost unimaginable to her recently human mind. But then Daegan grabbed her hips harder, thrust his cock to the hilt inside her pussy. She practically squealed at the forceful entry, but the word “condom” screamed through her mind before she could make the sound.
“It’s okay, sugar,” Xavier said as his brothers pounded into her harder and faster. “You’re a werewolf. We don’t have the type of sexually transmitted diseases humans need to fear.”
Only half aware of his words, Andrea sucked harder against Isaac’s cock as he fucked her face, his forceful movements in counterpoint to his brother’s thrusts. She relaxed into their care, her own arousal climbing higher as they took her hard and fast. But then Daegan wrapped his arm under her, his hand finding her clit, the frantic movements of his fingers over her swollen nub matching the desperate beat of her heart.
She screamed around the cock in her mouth as her orgasm exploded over her. Every muscle was shaking, every nerve ending buzzing from the electric current that streaked through her. They moved even faster, fucking her frantically as her climax seemed to go on and on and on.
Isaac stilled inside her mouth, pushing deeper, holding her harder against him a moment before his cum pulsed into her throat. She swallowed his essence, licking him clean as he caressed her face and neck with his warm hands.
As Isaac moved away, Daegan suddenly pulled out, turned her around, and dragged her jeans off her legs. He lifted her against Xavier, pressing her shoulders against Xavier’s chest, and then rammed to the hilt in her pussy once more. Xavier cushioned her against the forceful fucking as her entire body quivered and tightened with need yet again.
Daegan pressed his mouth against hers, his tongue pushing into her almost as forcefully as his cock. Everything tingled, the pins-and-needles feeling spreading outward from her pussy, setting her whole body alight with sensation. A thick finger touched her anus, the strange pressure against her virgin hole sending her reeling once more.
“Come for us,” he said as the finger pushed into her ass.
Her anal muscles gripped him, the squeezing motion echoing in her pussy, the loud groan from Daegan as he exploded inside her tipping her into pure bliss. She moaned low and long as wave after wave of heat washed over her.
She closed her eyes, gasping for air, trying to slow her heart rate as Daegan finally stopped moving and pressed his forehead against hers. She opened her eyes sleepily, the feeling of belonging, of being where she should be echoed in all three men’s emotions. She couldn’t explain how she knew they were content and as happy as she felt at that moment, but she knew without a doubt that she was right.
“Come on, sugar,” Xavier said as he lifted her into his arms and headed up the curved staircase. “Daegan and Isaac are going to make some coffee while we get you cleaned up.”
“Oh.” She glanced at the two men over Xavier’s shoulder, worried that they would be upset by his dismissal, but they both sent her reassuring smiles, and she relaxed into Xavier’s embrace.
* * * *
Xavier carried his mate up to his private bathroom. He had no doubt that it was about to become less private than he’d enjoyed previously, but it made sense for the four of them to move into the largest room in the house. He hadn’t quite worked out the logistics of sleeping arrangements between three brothers and their mate, but he figured it would somehow sort out.
Andrea had her eyes closed, but he knew she wasn’t asleep. He could sense her mild embarrassment, but it was her concern that he might not want her that shocked him to the core.
“That was incredible to watch,” he said sincerely. Funny, if he’d been asked a week ago, he would have said he didn’t have any voyeuristic tendencies. Hell, he would have been dead wrong. Watching Isaac and Daegan make love to their mate for the first time had been incredible. His cock had been hard practically since the moment he’d met Andrea, but the beautiful sounds she’d made, the sweet scent of her arousal, and the wild image of her exploding into orgasm would st
ay with him for a very long time.
He couldn’t wait to mark her, for them all to mark her as their mate, but he knew she wasn’t ready. Not yet.
“How will this work?” she asked quietly. She seemed so uncertain as he placed her on her feet in the shower that he stepped in fully clothed and pulled her close again.
“However we want it to work,” he said as he smoothed her wild curls away from her face. “Just let it happen, sugar. Don’t overthink it.”
She smiled at him shyly, and he could barely believe that this was the same woman who’d been ready to attack in a jealous rage back at the restaurant. He cuddled her closer. She was the perfect mix of strong, confident, sensible, protective, wild, and demure, and he couldn’t think of a woman more perfect to be his mate.
“You think I’m perfect?” she asked with a mischievous smile. He released her, stepped back, and grinned that she’d heard his thoughts. Even the mating link was building exactly as it should. If there were ever any doubt that she was meant to be his mate, that alone wiped it all away.
“Yes, sugar, I think you’re perfect. So does my wolf.”
“How does that work exactly?” She blushed as he leaned into the shower and turned on the taps. Once the water was the perfect temperature he eased her under the warm flow and stepped away to remove his own clothes. She watched him undress, and he was a little amused that she had difficulty keeping her gaze above his waist. “I mean, you guys talk about your wolf like it’s a separate entity. Almost like you’re possessed or something.”
Surprised by her observation, he stopped and thought about it for a moment. “I suppose we do talk about our wolves that way, but they’re not a separate entity. More like a different side of our personalities.”
“So, I’m going to, what? Develop a split personality disorder now?”
He shucked off his pants and stepped into the shower with her. “No, smart-ass,” he said with a laugh in his voice as he landed a playful slap on her bottom. “You’ll understand what I mean once you’ve been through the change yourself. The way we think in wolf form is more elemental, more primitive than when we’re in human form, so we tend to think of it as a different side to ourselves. But it is still us. We’re still only one person. We just have two physical forms.”
“Okay,” she said, obviously willing to take his explanation at face value. That was another thing he loved about her. She wasn’t just blindly following or blindly fighting them, but rather making up her own mind and reserving judgment on things she didn’t yet understand. “You know that thing you said in the restaurant…” She hesitated, but didn’t look away. “Um, could we try that now?”
He grinned. “You mean the part where I said you need to fuck me hard and long?”
She nodded, her grin now matching his own. “I think that’s how you put it, yes.”
“Absolutely.” Without giving her a chance to change her mind, he lifted her against the cold tiles and rammed his cock deep into her pussy. Barely able to breathe at the incredible sensation of his mate’s gorgeous body wrapped around his erection, Xavier stilled. His control weakened further when her warm, wet pussy muscles fluttered around him, caressing his cock as she clung to him, panting just as hard as he was.
“Holy shit,” she said in a voice filled with wonder. Just pressed together, holding each other, their bodies reacting to the contact without their obvious thought or control was the most incredible feeling he’d ever encountered.
“Andrea,” he said on a ragged sigh, his wolf side demanding he claim her, urging him to bite her, to officially make her his mate. He held still a moment longer, imprinting the memory, savoring the unexpected closeness he felt to Andrea already.
But then his need took over, and he slid out carefully, thrusting back in urgently, unwilling to be apart, needing to be inside her. She clung to him, her arms shaking, her legs wrapped around him, her thighs squeezing him with werewolf strength.
He did it again. Sliding out of her slick channel only to thrust back in harder. Again and again, he moved away, each thrust more powerful, each withdrawal and return more urgent. He moved his hands, trying to cushion her against the cold tiles as he fucked her harder, faster, deeper.
She cried out, her need overwhelming them both as her muscles quivered around him. Her orgasm burst, her entire body shaking in his arms as he took her even harder. His own climax boiled in his belly, his mouth opening over her shoulder, his teeth elongating, his wolf side urging him to claim her.
He licked her skin, his sense holding on by a thread as his balls drew up, and his groin tingled. A moment later orgasm burned through him. Pulse after pulse of hot seed spurted from his cock, filling his mate, sealing his future. Even without claiming her, she was his, his and Isaac’s and Daegan’s, and they would never let her go. He pulled her closer, turned them around so that he leaned against the tiles and she lay against him.
The words “I love you” floated unbidden through his mind.
“You can’t love me,” she said, quietly pulling away from him, the sad tone in her voice tugging at his heart.
“Why not?” He let her go but reached over and tilted her chin so that he could see her eyes. “What’s so wrong with falling in love with my mate?”
“It’s too soon.” She shook her head and tried to turn away, but he wrapped an arm around her waist and forced her to look at him. The tears in her eyes didn’t make any sense.
“Talk to me, Andrea. Why is it too soon?”
She sucked on her bottom lip, worrying it with her teeth as she searched his expression for something he didn’t understand. “I just…know from experience.”
“You’ve been in love before?”
“I thought so.”
Things were starting to make more sense. He held her gaze, hoping she would explain more without him having to ask. She did.
“I was married for six years. We were high school sweethearts. We promised each other the world and married when we barely knew each other. I thought things would grow, get better, but the opposite happened. We held it together for as long as we could, but in the end all we did was make each other miserable.”
“That won’t happen to us,” he said confidently even though he could see her point. Unfortunately they probably weren’t the best choice of words under the circumstances.
“I already know that being mates doesn’t guarantee we’ll actually like each other.”
“I know. It’s just…it won’t happen to us.”
“What makes you so sure?” Her belligerence was understandable under the circumstances, but it didn’t make it any less annoying. Surely part of building a successful relationship was being optimistic that things would work. He turned off the shower, stepped out, and held open a towel for her to walk into. She took the material and wrapped it around herself instead.
He huffed an annoyed breath. “Call Isaac and Daegan.”
She looked at him like he’d lost his mind. Eyeing him warily, she opened her mouth to do as he’d asked.
“Call them with your mind.”
“Seriously?” That word was seriously starting to piss him off. Did she believe nothing they told her? He ground his teeth together and gave her his stubborn look that would have scared the hell out of anyone else in the pack. But not his beautiful mate. She rolled her eyes and growled at him. After a few moments of glaring at each other, she finally closed her mouth and did as he asked. She looked rather surprised when his brothers answered. At least he assumed they answered since they came through the bathroom door wearing wide grins.
“If that doesn’t convince you, beautiful,” Daegan said as he and Isaac wrapped their arms around her. “I don’t know what will.”
Chapter Five
Andrea felt like she was living in a perfect bubble where all of her dreams were coming true, where she felt safe and protected and free to be herself. The trouble was she expected the bubble to burst.
Nothing good lasted for long. Life had taught her
that long ago, and she couldn’t come up with a reason why it wouldn’t happen this time.
“Hey,” Isaac said as he lifted her into his arms and carried her into a bedroom. “We don’t have to think about the future yet. How about we just enjoy being together tonight?” He placed her in the middle of the bed, unwrapped the towel, and stood back as Daegan and Xavier joined him.
The three of them stood there smiling, watching her writhe against the cool sheets as they somehow sent images of what they planned directly into her mind. She moaned, opening her legs, begging with her body as they continued simply to watch.
“Touch yourself,” Daegan ordered. She swallowed, feeling the heat of embarrassment creep over her face. She shook her head, but he gave her a look, and suddenly the need to please him—to please them all—overrode her embarrassment. She moved her hands over her breasts, her nipples already hard little nubs, her breasts aching and swollen. Andrea ran her nail over the tight flesh, her breath catching as warm arousal slithered through her and her men shuffled on their feet.
She smoothed her hands down her stomach, moaning as she caught sight of her lovers’ arousal. The towel Xavier had slung low on his hips bulged and pulsed even more as she watched. Isaac and Daegan both sported hard erections pressed against their jeans that she suspected hurt like hell. The pained looks on their faces only grew worse when her fingers slid along her mound, grazing over her swollen clit before moving lower and teasing her labia. She lifted her hips off the bed, her fingers pushing into her pussy as three identical groans rose from her audience.
“Hands and knees,” Xavier ordered in a gruff voice as he dragged the towel off his hips and climbed onto the bed. Isaac and Daegan quickly stripped off their clothes and followed. She felt her pussy clench as all three men helped to move her into position.
Isaac lay down on the bed, pulling her over him so that she straddled his hips. Daegan moved to stand in front of her and Xavier caressed her ass from behind. He slid his fingers between her cheeks, his thumb pressing hard against her puckered opening.