Ilona nodded. “You were going to fuck me in the field last night anyway.”
His jaw dropped. “Really?”
“Your sarcasm is lost on us both. Strip.” Lukina’s voice sounded older, more controlling. Both women held out a hand.
If he took their hands, he’d drown in ecstasy. Hell, he might even die from the heat of their lust. It had been awhile since he’d taken a lover. And she hadn’t been nearly as pretty as either of these two.
Józsi raised a hand to meet Ilona’s, their fingers brushing lightly. He felt sparks sizzle between them. His other hand followed suit, grasping Lukina’s.
They pulled him to them and suddenly he had two pairs of lips kissing down his jaw. Two pairs of hands roaming over his shoulders, his chest, his flat washboard stomach.
A tongue slithered around his ear. He moaned through closed lips.
I will heal your heart if you let me, he heard a voice inside his head speak. It sounded distant, but like Ilona’s.
Looking at her, he captured her mouth with his and sucked in her tongue, playing with it, rolling it around his mouth.
Ilona pressed her body to his, fitting nicely against his hardness before drawing a leg around his and rubbing herself against him.
Lukina’s nimble hands encircled his waist, fingers splaying beneath his shirt.
Józsi shuddered beneath her touch. Lukina’s fingers caressed his body, sending signals straight to his cock. He smelled the liquid pooling between two pairs of lips, drew in their scents.
He pulled back from kissing Ilona and dipped his head to kiss Lukina.
Her lips weren’t as plump as Ilona’s, but still juicy, all the same.
Lukina moaned, arching her body into his, her breasts crashing into his side, arms wrapping around the back of his neck and sliding down over his massive shoulders.
He hoped he could keep this up.
Arching her body against his, he felt every inch of Lukina with his hands.
Ilona flicked her tongue over the curve of his ear. She breathed heavily in his ear.
His knees went weak. How could they both feel so good to him? “Oh god!” Words came out as a harsh whisper. He grabbed Ilona by the shoulders and shoved her down to her knees.
She fell to the ground and reached for his zipper.
He jerked away at first.
“Józsi, why?” Ilona looked up at him, her hair matted and her lips open in a pout.
He looked down at her with soft eyes. The image of her sucking his cock surfaced and made his hard cock ache. His heart wondered how he could love them both, if he loved anyone at all. “How can I please both of you at the same time?”
“You need not worry about that.” Lukina spoke first. “Just love us emotionally. The physical stuff will come into play soon enough.”
He didn’t want to believe in the emotional attachment. It had been so long since he’d had an emotional attachment to anyone that he’d almost forgotten how.
It was a struggle between his mind and his heart again. He didn’t know what to do. But he quickly realized it didn’t matter.
Ilona’s hand brushed over his cock and he twitched beneath his pants. She reached for the zipper, slowly tugging it down, down until his cock was free. His cock fell forward, proudly jutting outward.
She wrapped nimble fingers around it and began licking it like a lollipop.
Józsi shuddered, his nerves on edge from her mouth on his cock and Lukina’s tongue in his ear. Hair stood up on the back of his neck, trembles started low in his belly and branched outward to his knees.
He felt Lukina’s fingers tangle in his hair, catching loose strands of hair from his ponytail. She took a handful of hair and tugged his head backward, exposing the chorded muscle of his neck. Licking his neck, she swirled her tongue around in circles.
Sensations shot through his body from both women.
“Let me love you,” Ilona begged, her lips sealing around his cock while she spoke.
“And let me love you too.” Lukina’s mouth latched onto his neck rapaciously.
He couldn’t think. Physical response took over, pushing out all other thoughts. Shoving away the desire to evade the prophecy, the people or the pack. Unadulterated lust consumed him. Compulsion to bury himself inside her warmth drove his actions.
Gripping his cock in one hand, he pulled it from Ilona’s mouth. “Get on the ground,” he commanded in a raspy voice.
Ilona giggled.
In an instant, Lukina moved from his side to Ilona’s.
Ilona sat on the ground, leaning back on her hands, spreading her long legs apart.
Lukina’s mouth sealed over Ilona's.
Józsi took his cock and pumped himself a few times, feeling the satiny steel erection already slick with precum and Ilona’s saliva. Kneeling beside Ilona, he took her face in his hands and brought his mouth down on hers with fervor. Sinking his tongue between her lips, he embraced the feeling of her hands around his shoulders. Tension escaped him as her fingers massaged his aching muscles.
A second pair of hands found his mane, stroking his hair, comforting him. Setting him at ease. He opened his eyes briefly to see Ilona’s voluptuous body glowing a grayish white color. Warmth filled his veins.
“Take your pants completely off, silly!” Ilona pressed her lips to his chest.
Lukina continued licking his ear, flicking her tongue against the soft skin.
Ilona reached for his cock, gripping him with warm, nimble fingers. She began pumping him.
He arched his body forward and a blissful moan escaped his lips.
Fingers tousled his hair, ran down his chest. Someone reached for the hem of his shirt and lifted it over his head. Discarding his shirt, he watched Lukina’s mouth attach to one nipple.
Ilona’s fingers caressed his chest, starting from his neck and running down his stomach before taking his cock in hand again.
His stomach trembled, tremors racing throughout his body. The pungent scent of both women’s arousal filled his nose, sex heavy in the air.
She gave him a few pumps. “I want this inside me,” she begged.
Unable to think, he leaned forward, aching to give her what she wanted.
Her mouth sealed around his cock, heat engulfing him. Fingers traced patterns over his spine, sending more shivers throughout his body.
Lukina’s hands caressed his hair, tugging, brushing through his long thick hair. Relaxation set in slowly as desire kicked in full steam.
Ilona sucked him slowly, her tongue flicking over his head like a candy cane. She drew him in deeper and deeper until she’d sucked him all the way to the hilt. His balls rested heavy on her chin.
A hand snaked under his cock to caress his shaved balls.
He groaned, balling his fists in the air.
Fingernails ran across his sensitive skin.
His hips jerked forward, his mind barely processed Lukina's fingers holding his sac.
Lukina took his hands and pulled them behind him.
Nails dug into his wrists, exiting him further. His balls drew up against his skin.
Ilona moaned, sending vibrations over his cock and throughout his body.
“Are you going to let me fuck you?” he groaned through gritted teeth.
Ilona withdrew his cock from her mouth with a loud pop and laughed. “Of course, but you’ve got to give me something.”
“I have…nothing to…give…”
Lukina kissed the top of his shoulders, igniting raging flames of lust inside him. She trailed her lips down his back until she’d reached his spine. Fiery kisses scorched his skin, making him quiver. Ilona’s fingers wrapped around his shaft. She tugged him closer to her, pulling off her top with one hand.
Sitting before him bare chested, she looked gorgeous. Her hair fell over her shoulders, covering a plump breast. Józsi had a chance to really look at her for the first time in several years; she’d filled out quite nicely—curves, breasts, and hips all to his liking.
Lukina went with him, her mouth still planting burning kisses on his back. Fingers massaged his scalp, easing more tension from him. More aggression dissipated from his being, more worry slipped through his tired mind.
Ilona reached for his cock as Józsi bunched her skirt up around her waist. She took his cock and placed him just at the center of her pussy.
“I’m ready,” she mouthed
Mere millimeters away she still felt so wet, so hot. He couldn’t wait another second. His heart knew what it wanted. His body was eager, hungry. Impaling her with his engorged cock, he growled hoarsely.
Her cries matched his.
Two fingers pressed against his mouth. Lukina’s hand, he guessed. Flicking his tongue over the two fingers, he drew them into his mouth.
Ilona’s pussy was so hot, so velvety smooth. She was the soft sheath to his hard steel cock.
This felt like home. Not Hungary, not America, but here, between her legs. Surrounded by both lovers, Ilona’s heat alone carried a lot of power. He felt her warmth surround him. He still was missing something mentally.
With Lukina as the loving third to tie them together, this was truthfully home. But he hadn’t touched her since he’d slid inside Ilona.
Reaching out for her now, he found a breast and tugged it toward him. Drawing her into his mouth, he sucked on the sensitive flesh, biting down hard.
Lukina yelped and dug her nails into his flesh.
He moaned, jerking himself inside Ilona, the sound of skin against skin echoing in the open field.
Lukina arched her body against his in rhythm with his thrusts into Ilona.
Ilona’s thighs gripped Józsi’s cock and gave him a squeeze.
He shuddered above her.
Two pairs of hands caressed his shoulders. A pair of hands slid his pants completely off, exposing his flesh to the elements. A cold chill went through him until Lukina’s mouth pressed little kisses against the small of his back.
Arching forward into Ilona, he thrust inside her, moving slowly. Rising upwards, he straddled her, dipping down his head between her breasts for a taste.
She was sweet, feminine to the core and all his. Or did he belong to Lukina and Ilona? Right now, it didn’t matter.
Fingernails raked down his back. Józsi threw his head back and let out a hiss through gritted teeth. Lukina’s mouth fastened to his. He circled her waist with one hand, pulling her to them both.
Lukina yelped, looking down to find Ilona’s teeth, fangs nibbling at her thigh.
A tongue brushed over sensitive skin and the threesome began moving in rhythm. Two sets of fingers penetrated Lukina’s eager pussy, massaging, exploring, and spreading her open.
Józsi wasn’t sure who had brushed her clit, but the reaction she gave indicated they’d better do it again. Stroke for stroke, Józsi matched Ilona, and Lukina bucked against them.
Lukina spread out alongside them on the ground, entwining her legs around Józsi’s and Ilona’s.
Ilona’s legs tightened around Józsi’s thigh. A hand caught his and squeezed. Someone bit his shoulder; hair fell over his back. His hair brushed Ilona’s cheeks. His heart beat faster, his rhythm picked up, matching Ilona’s thrusts.
Tension built inside him, swelling and concentrating around his lower abdomen and his balls. He held on, gripping Ilona’s thigh, digging his fingers into her soft flesh.
“Give it to me,” Ilona demanded in a breathy cry. “Give it to me.” She slammed her hips upwards while Lukina rocked on both her hand and his and then her body shuddered and shook.
Józsi felt her nails dig into his skin painfully. He hissed out her name and came deep inside of Ilona, shooting hard and fast and repeatedly.
Her hands slid down over her breasts, down her stomach and to her lips where his cock pulsed. She swirled her fingers around in his seed, brushing her fingers over her clit.
His orgasm triggered hers. Her entire body tensed beneath his and she shook violently.
Hands were everywhere on him. Fingers gripped hair, tugging, and teeth bit into his flesh. He growled his release in unison with Ilona and Lukina.
The grayish white aura around all three of them seeped into Józsi’s skin. Suddenly he felt very tired. Falling forward on top of Ilona, he felt two pairs of arms embrace him and pull him into the two bodies.
Hours later, light snowfall woke Józsi. The air was brisk, salty, a light wind blowing snowflakes toward them, blanketing the church. The sun had nearly set over the horizon. He stood, stretching and yawning. Sniffing the air, he padded away from the warmth of the two girls.
Ilona raised her head slightly and looked at him. Shaking the snowfall off his fur, he began pacing back and forth. Ilona whimpered and he looked back at her. What?
Szeret, what are you doing? We need to think of our next move. Preferably back out of Hungary. We’re a good three hours away from Budapest. Farther, since we’re on foot. We can make it to the truck in about half a day if we start out now.
Lukina snuggled closer to Ilona.
Józsi watched them together, huddled for warmth. He looked toward the forest and back at Ilona. Walking over to the two, he nuzzled Lukina.
She stirred, raising her head and yawning.
Come on, let’s go. His voice sounded harsh even to his ears. After what they’d shared earlier, his heart felt the change in him.
Ilona stretched. She nuzzled Lukina again.
The younger wolf raised her head and nodded. What’s going on?
Her stomach grumbled.
We’re going back to Budapest and leaving this country.
You’re turning your back on the pack?
Growling at her, Józsi turned around and started walking, knowing full well what he was doing.
Ilona and Lukina stood, stretched again and followed after him.
Several hours later, the trio had made it to the village of Szentendré. Walking down the cobblestone streets as humans wasn’t too difficult, since most folks were inside and those who were out in the cold were too busy dealing with the weather to notice three people, no matter how different, walking down the street.
For some unexplained reason, the ability for Józsi to maintain his illusion as a human was stronger here.
A large Doberman sitting outside a butcher shop barked at Lukina. She huddled closer to Józsi. Józsi turned around and glared at the big dog. He whimpered and shrank back against the wall.
“We could get a room for the night and leave first thing in the morning,” Lukina offered.
“No. We need to leave tonight.”
“We’re not going to catch anything out of Hungary going to the States this late in the evening. We’ll need money, supplies, and passports. By the time we arrive in Budapest, it’ll be after midnight. Please, Józsi. Let’s just rest tonight.” She tugged on his hand.
He looked at her carefully, studying her face. They were all hungry and cold. A night wouldn’t kill them, would it? The faster he got out of this country, the better.
“I can take care of the money, passports, and all, but…” He sighed heavily. “Fine. Find us a place, Lukina.”
Half an hour later, the trio had checked into a quaint little hotel in downtown Szentendré. The innkeeper showed them to their room upstairs. Opening the door, he bid them a good night and handed them the key before returning back to his desk with his fat old wife.
Józsi looked around at the small room. “It’s not much, but we can get a hot meal tonight and be out of here before anything else happens.”
There was a small bed for two that sat atop a wooden frame. A pitcher of fresh water sat on the wooden nightstand next to a telephone, phone book, and some tourist information.
Ilona sat on the edge of the bed and took off her top. “Do we have running hot water?” Her breasts bobbed up and down and her skin revealed marks from Józsi and Lukina’s earlier play.
Józsi’s mouth watered at the sig
ht of her luscious flesh. He grew hard instantly, desire coursing through his veins.
Lukina kicked off her shoes tossed them by the far wall. Padding into the tiny bathroom, she began whistling. She shut the door.
“She’s an odd one.” He shrugged his shoulders.
“Ever since I can remember, she’s been the odd one, Józsi. Acting out, demanding, making sure everything was as fair as possible. That’s been a role she’s had forever.”
He shrugged and undid his boots. “It’s a big burden for a small wonder.”
“Igen. Yes. She is a small wonder, but she’s our wonder.”
Józsi couldn’t take his eyes off Ilona’s chest. “You should put a shirt on or you’ll catch a cold.”
She grinned wickedly. “I’m going to join Lukina in the shower. You should help warm us both up.”
“Anything to—” He stopped himself.
A heavy sigh came from Ilona. “Pass the time, Józsi? Why are you so desperate to get out of Hungary?”
“Because I don’t belong here. It’s not my home.”
“You keep saying that, but it’s not entirely true. Is it? You really are confused as much as we are by the prophecy. Admit it. And you want to be back with us. I can smell your attraction and since we haven’t shared blood”
Rational thought was impossible with her sitting in front of him bare chested. So, he said nothing and chose to remain ignorant to the stirring in his loins.
She ran her hands over her breasts, behind her head, taking her thick auburn hair with her, letting it fall over her shoulders. It blanketed her. “The skirt is wet and should come off, too.”
“Strip.”
A large grin crossed her face. Standing, she shoved the floor length skirt past her hips. She stepped out of it and handed the wet cloth to Józsi.
He took it from her and set it on a chair by the heater. Turning the heater on, he draped her top over the desk beside the chair. “Now what?”
She sat back down on the bed, crossing and uncrossing her legs, giving him a full view of her smooth mound.
His fingers itched to touch her, his tongue to taste her. In the background he heard the water turn on and he knew Lukina was naked by now too. Neither of them could stand to be clothed for long.
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