The Hard Way (Box Set)

by Stephanie Burke

  Once there, Evan lay back to chest with Hatori. His cock, ripped from Delia’s mouth, was still standing wet and proud as Hatori held his hips still. Uncontrollably, Hatori humped upwards.

  “God, yes!” Evan bellowed, throwing his arms out to his sides, his fingers fisting the furs as his alpha male rutted between his cheeks. “More! Please, more!”

  “You…” Thrust. “Are…” Thrust. “Mine!”

  Then Hatori exploded, washing Evan’s insides with a cool rush of semen that tingled and burned, even as it made Hatori’s continual thrusts easier. He felt Hatori’s seed leak out his ass and run down his balls, and it made him harder, hungrier, more desperate for fulfillment.

  Hatori’s thrusts calmed, but he still remained a thick, solid, pillar within his ass. Evan whimpered, still needy, the hunger deep inside him not appeased, until he heard Delia’s laughter.

  “Now it’s my turn.”

  Chapter Nine

  He started to move, first gripping his female’s waist and plunging forward as hard as he could. Then he slammed backwards, dragging his cock from her tight, moist heat and filling himself full of thick, throbbing cock.

  Animalistic howls and screams erupted from his throat as he threw his head back in ecstasy.

  He felt his nails explode from his fingers, turning into wicked claws that sank into his female’s generous flesh. The scent of blood, her howls of pleasure, her soft flesh giving under his thrusts -- it was absolute power.

  Then Hatori reached around and began to toy roughly with his nipples, all the while murmuring in his ear. “Yesss, little one. Feel usss! I am ssssso deep into you I can feel your heart pulssse. Mmm, little one. You are ssso hot and tight. Does her pusssssy feel good to you? Can you feel it clench around you? You like fucking her, don’t you? Fuck her harder, little one. We are both here for you.”

  Growling, Evan began to slam back and forth, faster and faster as fur began to erupt over his body.

  “Yesss,” his alpha purred. “Let it go. Let it all go.”

  Evan screamed and bellowed. Sensations ran through his body -- freedom, joy, the overwhelming, aggressive sexuality he fought so hard to control. This was his freedom, his escape, and he gladly threw himself on the fires of this passion, letting his beast rip free, letting himself be as he was meant to be.

  “Fuck me harder,” Delia screeched, her voice going high-pitched as her back rippled and her wings exploded in a spray of sex and musk. “Harder now, you bastard!”

  And he did, bending low to lap at the moisture beading up on her cocoa brown skin. He knew she allowed such an explosive alteration for his benefit, so he could get his taste of her essence. And she was rewarded by the renewed pounding in her pussy. One of her hands dipped low to caress her own clit in time to the pounding her puppy was giving her.

  Hatori purred as he buried his face in his submissive’s neck, relishing the feel of the soft pelt that covered his little one’s back. It was not often that his little gamma was allowed to let his beast go. Evan could still perform a full transformation during this time, but allowing his beast to escape this much and effect a partial change helped him gain powerful control he could use beyond the waxing and waning of the moon.

  He grinned, letting his long tongue flick out to tease the werewolf’s sensitive ears. He leaned low, one hand going between them to tug at his submissive’s balls as he increased the pace of his lunges, making his little one throw his head back and howl yet again.

  Together, they kept up a driving pace, moving brutally to the awaited climax, writhing and panting, their bodies covered in sweat and other fluids as they strove for climax.

  Delia was the first to go, rearing back so that her wings enveloped her puppy’s body, forcing his chest against her as she tossed her head back and screeched. It sounded like the victory cry of a great eagle. Her pussy clenched around the hard cock that pounded her, milking it and dragging her puppy’s orgasm from his body as she climaxed.

  Evan shuddered and growled, and his hips slammed twice more before he began to shoot his hot seed into his alpha female’s clenching depths. He was grateful the climax had been reached so the tension that had built up in his body could dissipate, but at the same time disappointed it all had ended so soon.

  It was never enough for him, the side effect of being bitten by a wolf in heat during a cherry moon. During the days the full moon waned, Evan would need sex dozens more times to prevent himself from going mad.

  Hatori was the last to go, hissing and biting at his submissive’s neck as Evan’s anal muscles grabbed him in an attempt to squeeze the very life from his cock. His hands dug into his submissive’s hair, tearing at the slowly receding pelt. He slammed his hips against Evan’s one last time, allowing the milking action of his ass to deliver him to his own gratification.

  Then all was still. The two alphas disconnected themselves from their gamma and let his limp body drop to the furs.

  Almost before his body settled, they were there, licking his skin, nuzzling and giving him reassuring caresses, helping him ease into his afterglow after the volatile orgasm that had nearly left him unconscious.

  “You are so good, puppy,” Delia praised, stroking his hair as she cuddled him into her bulk. “Such a strong, brave puppy.”

  Hatori, after a moment’s cuddling, rose to gather the cleansing supplies, a bowl of warm water and soft cloths to clean up his submissive, ensuring Evan was not too damaged.

  Once after-care was seen to, all three cuddled in the tangled, sex-scented furs, leaving Evan to wonder how he could have ever been afraid of this.

  One lone thought went to Christopher, the photographer he hadn’t seen since the incident in the mountains. He would try to contact the man later, but for now he just hoped the shy man had found something or someone to ease him through his moon times and offer him the comfort his two alphas eagerly gave to him.

  Then he closed his eyes, resting, for they would start the rite all over again soon.

  Being a wolf was not so bad, he mused as he settled in between the warm bulk of his female and the masculine strength of his male.

  * * *

  Delia licked her lips and stared hungrily at the trembling cock awaiting her pleasure.

  Hatori always put on one hell of a show, she decided, and the submissive mewls and pleading gasps of their gamma stirred her loins like nothing had in several years.

  “Such a lovely mount you hold for me, Hatori,” Delia purred, licking her lips at the memory of Evan’s taste. “So thick and hard.”

  “And still you talk when you should be prepared to ride,” Hatori teased, cooing in the whimpering Evan’s ear. “Better hurry and mount him before he loses interest.”

  Delia snorted and watched Hatori calm a struggling Evan, who still wormed backwards on Hatori’s dick.

  This gamma bitch was hungry for it.

  “My plaything.” Delia crawled to kneel between their spread legs, her wings gently fanning them in eagerness as she watched Hatori’s seed leak out of their pup. “Pretty little puppy.”

  She folded her feathers, pressing them close to her body, allowing their tips to trail over the trembling skin of his legs.

  Evan lurched in reaction as what felt like thousands of pairs of silken fingers ran across his body. His head arched back further, and his nose caught the scent of tantalizing, dominant female and heat.

  He forced his eyes open, still impaled on Hatori’s hard cock, and blinked at a sight that made him whimper in both fear and hunger.

  Amber eyes that glowed like the sun, full mounds of flesh that had so many delicious folds to lick and caress, swollen, rose-colored lips that parted to let a broad, long tongue taste the corners of a wide, wet mouth.

  Delia was stalking him, hunting him like he was wild prey, her eyes taking in his helpless impalement and relishing the sight.

  “So pretty, pretty, pretty,” she purred, a deep rumbling sound that rolled from her chest. “Too pretty for anyone else to touch. Almos
t too pretty to share.”

  At her low, whispered words, Evan threw his head back and exposed the unblemished side of his neck.

  “That’s right, puppy,” she breathed, her face just above his cock, her soft breath making it pulse in need. “Give over to absolute domination.”

  In response, Evan’s cock spilled forth another trail of pre-cum, and like a cat with cream, Delia leaned in and happily lapped it up.

  “I understand that human females don’t like the taste of semen,” she said. “And if I was screwing around with a human I may agree. But you, my puppy, taste hot and wild and new.”

  She suckled in the head, her tongue laving the shaft as he helplessly thrust his hips upwards.

  “I rather enjoy,” she breathed, pulling off and licking delicately at the head, “your taste.”

  Then her head dipped low, lapping over his balls, savoring the musky taste of her gamma as well as the seed of her partnered alpha. Together, their flavor was almost addictive.

  Evan moaned, his head rolling back against Hatori’s as his balls tightened and throbbed with the seed that needed to be expelled. Never before had he felt such sensuous torture. These two alphas had reduced him to nothing more than cock and balls and need, and he relished each second of it.

  He found that as each moment passed, he loved the feeling of being helpless between these two stronger creatures. His true nature seemed to be submissive to these two and these two alone.

  Maybe that was why they called him a gamma before.

  But then all thought was washed away as Delia descended, her large, round breasts pressing against his thighs. She began to knead his waist with the tips of the claws she held partially retracted.

  He hissed, fire trailing down his flesh as she gently raked his skin, leaving furrows in his stomach from his navel to his thighs. His cock jumped, the pain bringing his arousal to unbelievable levels while he writhed on the steel pike of Hatori’s dick.

  Delia lovingly lapped at the small amount of blood that was released. She worked her way up his chest.

  “Please,” he whimpered, that damned word escaping his lips as Hatori’s left hand came up to stroke his face and push into his mouth.

  He suckled needfully, his eyes now on his female Alpha who moved to take the dominant position, straddling his and Hatori’s waist.

  Evan whimpered around the fingers that invaded his mouth. He watched her thick thighs part, exposing the tangle of reddish brown fur that hid the plump, glistening lips of her labia.

  Delia spread her legs wider and arched backwards, pushing her hungry pussy into his view, spreading herself open with two fingers for his perusal.

  “I should make you eat it,” she laughed. “But you’d like that too much. You’ll have to earn that treat, Puppy.”

  Instead of moving up further, she reached out and gripped his cock, holding the painfully hard flesh steady.

  “I am going to fuck you while you are speared by Hatori. Then I am going to mark you as you come from our attentions. Then you will know your place, Gamma. You will be bound to Hatori and me until your death.” She leaned forward until her breasts, the soft globes of flesh, pressed into his chest and her mouth teased his ear. “And there’s not a damn thing you can do about it.”

  Those last whispered words shattered the last of his resistance and Evan wilted, melted into the possession of his alphas.

  Smiling pleasantly now, Delia soothed her submissive, scenting the total acceptance in his body as endorphins again flooded his system.

  His heart raced madly, his breathing stuttered, and he finally gave in to what his instincts demanded.

  Evan was a particularly submissive beast, a creature not only bound into a perpetual heat because of the insanity of his creator, but bound to the bodies and sprits of these two alpha beasts who now totally dominated his life. In acceptance, he lifted his chin, exposing his neck, pleading with his very actions to be taken.

  And Delia growled and slid his cock forward enough to position him at the wet heat of her pussy.

  “Mine!” she hissed, pushing down on his throbbing prick.

  “Yours,” he gasped in return, the beast in him finally settling down now that it had what it had always desired.

  “Mine,” Hatori repeated, licking at the claiming marks on Evan’s neck, the two fang punctures still healing from his earlier strike.

  “Yours!” Evan wailed at the combined sensations of Hatori teasing the marks and Delia’s hot cunt sheathing his dick. “Yours!”

  Then Delia arched her hips and slammed him home, deep within her body.

  “Yours!” Evan shouted again, feeling the softness of her thighs wrap around his hips, her hands slamming down on the furs on either side of his head.

  He watched in open-mouthed astonishment as her massive wings spread out even further, straining to their highest expanse. She threw her head back and roared.

  The sound vibrated through his body, bounced off his bones, singed his nerve endings and caused his hips to thrust upwards, eager to satisfy the hunger of his alpha.

  “Yours!”

  Delia opened her mouth, exposing her sharp teeth, before she dropped her head and latched onto his smooth side of his neck.

  “Yours!” he bellowed again. Her teeth parted his skin, drew his blood, scarred him and marked him for life.

  “Yours!” Hatori struck again, reaffirming his mark even as Evan felt his body give way under the force and strength of the alpha female.

  Then fires shot through his body, his cock hardened even more as he felt his orgasm try to force its way through.

  “Come,” Hatori hissed in his ear, and his body was tossed, lost in ecstasy as his hips snapped up, burying his cock deep into Delia’s body as Hatori slammed his hips up, filling him from the rear.

  His balls burned and shuddered, releasing his hot seed. He screamed as it shot through the shaft of his cock and exploded through his glans, filling his alpha female with his tribute.

  “Yours!” he screamed again. Hatori released a second time, flooding his channel with his cool seed and setting off fireworks. The ribbed skin on his amazing penis rolled against Evan’s already sensitized prostate, dragging shudders and moans from him.

  “Mine,” Delia purred, releasing the flesh of his neck, shuddering as the taste of his blood, of his submission, along with the spasmodic thrashing of his hips brought her to an explosive climax. Her wings beat in time with the inner walls of her pussy as they clenched and milked his shooting cock. “Mmm.” Delia slide herself down, taking all of her still hard submissive. Her orgasm ebbed, but began to build anew.

  Hatori carefully disengaged himself before easing up from underneath his partner and their shared submissive with one final lick to the seeping wound he left in his gamma’s neck.

  Then he collapsed to the side and smiled as Delia took command.

  “Now that that is out of the way…” Her hands fisted in Evan’s hair.

  That was all the warning he got before her inner walls tightened around his cock, drawing a gasp from his mouth.

  “Time to ride.”

  Her muscles milked him, her wings trembled and began to caress his legs, his thighs, and his tingling balls. Up and down she rose, riding him slowly as the erection that refused to ebb swelled with a new life.

  His head whipped back and forth in the furs as his hands reached up to cup her pendulously swinging breasts.

  “Tug my nipples,” she commanded, and Evan eagerly gave in to the command.

  This was something he loved; Delia’s body type felt nurturing and sexy as hell. He joyfully kneaded Delia’s breasts to the accompaniment of her gasps of pleasure as her own hands roamed his chest.

  Her fingers traced the first claiming bite Hatori had given him, right over his heart. Evan hissed and then cried out as the burning pain seemed to seep into sensual pleasure in his balls and cock.

  “Dragons always mark the breasts of their concubines,” she informed him, lightly caressi
ng the puffy fang marks. “But Griffins always claw their prey.”

  Then her talons emerged before his befuddled gaze.

  He only had a chance to gasp in fear and pain before those fearsome weapons raked across his right bicep and slid around his nipple, leaving five shallow gashes that immediately filled with blood.

  But instead of softening his prick, the pain of the marking sent shards of erotic fire to his cock, making his hips writhe and his hands squeeze her breasts harder.

  Delia leaned down and lapped at the blood that rolled over his chest, sealing the wounds with her healing saliva while ensuring the scars remained permanent. “You are the gamma of both an alpha dragon and an alpha griffin. You are one lucky little puppy,” Delia purred, imprinting the taste of her gamma onto her body and mind, savoring the tangy taste of his wild wolf blood.

  Evan, by this time, was reduced to a pulsating, mindless cock. He hissed, he growled, he howled, his hips working feverishly back and forth, bathed in the hot essence of his female alpha.

  He still felt the tingle of his alpha male’s possession, felt the emptiness his cock left behind even as he worshiped the feel of the hot feminine flesh that had a stranglehold on his dick.

  Being a gamma was not a bad way to die, some part of his mind reasoned as his pleasure escalated until he was covered in sweat and need.

  Then Delia reached back, tugging his balls, and his world went white.

  Delia rose high and slammed down on top of her gamma. His cock felt so good, his submission so tasty on her lips, his scent -- God, they had broken him and reformed him into their true gamma. It was all too much!

  She reached back and gripped his balls, tugging them enough to encourage them to release their seed, then leaned forward, ensuring every thrust dragged his thick shaft against her clit.

  “Come, damn you!” she bellowed. He bucked under her, hitting the perfect spot inside her body, slamming her climax upon her. “Yes!” she roared. Her head jerked back and her wings flew open to their widest extension. “Fuck, yes!”

  Her whole body trembled, her folds of flesh quivering as Evan bucked beneath her. He arched his head back and let go, a wailing howl flying from his throat.