Saved by Her Wolves

by Cynthia Knoble

  “Baby, we’d love to take you both at once, but only if you’re truly ready. We can wait. Right now, I want to taste your sweet pussy again.”

  “No way,” Zack broke in, “you already did. I haven’t. It’s my turn.”

  Now she did laugh. “No fighting, boys. Yes, my pussy’s pretty damn awesome, but you’ll have to find a way to share.” They both grinned. “How about if you lick me, Zack, while I blow you, Dustin.” Their eyes lit up and she laughed softly again. “Then you two can switch position so I can have Zack’s cock in my mouth, too.” Again, both their eyelids drooped with her carnal words. She loved the heady feeling of turning them on, teasing about what she’d do. Knowing how her next words would affect them, she smiled wickedly before delivering them. “And after that, I want you both at once. One of you in my pussy, and one in my ass. I guess to be fair, you should switch positions partway through that, too.”

  “Fuck ...” Dustin rasped on a sharp exhalation.

  “Me,” Zack finished, just as raspy.

  Laughing delightedly at their reaction, she rose to her feet and they followed. Her laugh died at the hungry look in their eyes. More than hungry actually, it looked primal, something that frightened her a little but turned her on greatly. Maybe the onslaught of conflicting emotions was to be expected when a shifter found their intended mate. She didn’t know for sure but the thrill of what was in store for her in their hands had her so wet her inner thighs felt damp.

  “Are you sure?” Dustin asked.

  “Absolutely. Oh, I forgot to ask, you have condoms, right? I mean, I know we didn’t discuss having pups. I’d like to, just not right away and, at the risk of putting a damper on our moods, my cycles are really erratic, I have no idea when I might ovulate.”

  “That’s not a mood ruiner by any means,” Zack assured her, “and yes, we have condoms. A giant box full as a matter of fact.”

  That elicited a giggle from her and, as Zack moved away, presumably to get the condoms, she looked to Dustin’s smiling face. “You won’t regret this,” he promised.

  She knew she wouldn’t. Trusting them both emphatically, she was willing to turn over complete control to them, something she’d never done before. Again, the thought scared her a little but aroused her much more. Zack returned with a strip of condoms and a bottle of lube.

  “I know you offered to blow us and while I want to feel your mouth around me, I can’t wait to be inside your sweet ass. I promise I’ll be gentle, and do everything I can to excite you fully before even trying. But baby, the pull’s getting fucking bad. I need the contact with you, actual penetration, to drive it away. I’m sure Dustin does too.”

  Considering she was beginning to feel achy again, even after the orgasms they’d delivered, she knew it must be way worse for them, not having received any sexual contact directly from her yet. “Of course, let’s do this. I’m getting a little sore myself.”

  “Okay. Well, you liked it when I licked your hole so I’ll do that again, and build you up slowly. Really, we should do the butt plug thing to get you used to the feeling but ...”

  “The pull is demanding a quicker course of action,” she finished. “It’s okay, really. I’ll try. If I can’t, then we’ll figure something else out.”

  “Agreed.” Zack kissed her so sensually she moaned against his lips. His kisses were softer than Dustin’s, exciting her with a different but equal intensity. Pulling back, there was a new look in his eye, one she hadn’t seen before. “Get on your hands and knees on the bed.”

  His command was gentle, yet still an order. She never would’ve stood for a man ordering her around in the bedroom before this moment, but Zack’s command had her pussy throbbing. Her mates were so different from other shifters she’d been with and she felt as if she’d do anything to please them. Assuming his desired position, she took in a big breath when the mattress dipped severely with his weight.

  Dustin knelt before her and then dipped his head to kiss her. Then, locking eyes with her, he spoke, his voice low and so sexy, she bit her lip again. “You’re going to have the most intense orgasm you’ve ever experienced with both our dicks in you. I’m going to talk you through it while Zack does his magic back there.”

  His attempt at trying to ease her into the process failed. At the touch of Zack’s hands on her ass, she stiffened and then inwardly cursed herself for doing so, knowing they’d notice. “Hannah?” Zack called from behind her. “Are you sure you want to try this?”

  “Yes.” Her heart was thrumming and she knew they’d hear it. Stupid shifter senses! What brought mates so close together was a thorn in her side right now. She was frightened but determined to please her mates. Noticing the concerned look on Dustin’s face, she smiled. “I’m sure. I want to do this, or at least give it a try.”

  He mashed his lips against hers, his need evident. She loved the close-to-brutal way he kissed, hard and passionate. As his tongue pushed into her mouth, his fingers found her nipples and he tweaked them gently. When she sucked on his tongue, he firmed his grip and pulled a little harder on her nipples. A lightning rod of pleasure shot to her aching pussy just as she felt Zack’s tongue upon her most sensitive flesh. He tongued the opening, pushing what felt like just the tip of his tongue in and she squirmed, even as he held her still, his hands firmly grasping her spread ass cheeks. There was nothing invasive about how it felt, in fact it felt great.

  As Dustin continued kissing her and pulling at her nipples, Zack’s hands left her. An instant later he spread warm liquid on her ass cheeks, lube she knew, and then massaged them, his fingertips dipping between them periodically, brushing over her awakened rosette. It felt like it had gone into mourning, wanting his contact again and that surprised her as much as it elated her. Now certain she could go through with the double penetration, she rocked her hips back, trying to force more contact. He rubbed her opening firmly and she pushed back against him again. She recognized the feel of his finger sliding into her, more easily this time thanks to the lube and her aroused state. Shortly, his finger was imbedded in her and she moaned contentedly. He began to move his finger in small circles, stretching her, and she loved it.

  Dustin broke their kiss, and his lips ghosted over her cheek to her ear. “Arch your back, babe.” She did as told and was rewarded with an approving grunt from him. “Fuck your ass looks delectable like that, with Zack’s finger in it.”

  His words had her arching deeper and pushing back against Zack’s hand. She almost complained when he extracted his finger, but then felt him enter her again. This time it felt a bit intrusive and burned, causing her to hiss lightly.

  “He added a finger,” Dustin told her as he tweaked her nipples hard. “The burning will pass in a second, just wait.”

  Feeling fingers stroke her pussy, she wriggled against them. Zack pinched her clit and she instinctually rocked her hips back, sinking his fingers deeper. Both she and Zack groaned.

  “You’re beautiful,” Zack said silkily. “You’re doing great, Hannah.” He moved his fingers and she bit her lip hard.

  “Does it hurt?” Dustin asked, his voice laden with concern.

  “No, it feels good, really good.”

  He smiled at her before bending his neck to kiss her again. As he continued pulling at her nipples and rolling them, they hardened further even though she would’ve thought it impossible. They felt swollen but deliciously so, and she wondered if she’d ever been so aroused. When Zack’s fingers left her again she was hungry for their return, pushing back against air, silently begging him to enter her again. He did, and the stretch she felt told her he’d added another finger. It felt glorious and she moaned against Dustin’s lips.

  “That’s so, so, so good,” she exclaimed as she rocked her hips, first back on Zack’s fingers in her ass, and then forward to mash her clit against his fingers in her pussy. He didn’t move now, allowing her to control the depth of penetration. Her movements grew more pronounced as she adjusted to the feel of his fingers. The
stretching feeling was sensational and she groaned loudly. “Ah! I’m going to come.”

  When she thrust back on his fingers, he pinched her clit again, and she jerked with her forceful climax, crying out loudly, his arm across her hip the only thing preventing her from moving enough to unseat his fingers. She didn’t want that either, but couldn’t control her movements as her hips bucked erratically and she grabbed fistfuls of the coverlet on the bed. He kept his imbedded fingers still but stroked her pussy gently until she calmed. Breathing heavily, she looked up to Dustin’s beaming face. Only then realizing he’d let go of her breasts, she glanced down to see him stroking his cock.

  “You’re so fucking beautiful when you come,” he told her.

  She couldn’t take her eyes off his hand moving slowly on his cock. His foreskin was completely retracted now, exposing the entire pink head and, staring at it, she licked her lips. His growl shot to her pussy and she thrust against Zack’s fingers.

  “Are you ready, babe? Ready to take us both?”

  “Yes,” she answered in a rasp.

  Slowly, Zack’s fingers left her and she groaned softly. Her ass throbbed slightly but she wanted more, she wanted his cock in there. Sitting back on her heels, she watched Zack leave the bed, get the condoms, tear two off, and hand one to Dustin. When they were both sheathed, Zack motioned to the bed.

  “I’m going to lie on my back. I want you to straddle me, your back to me, and bring your ass down on my dick. That way, your pussy will be available to Dustin, and you’ll completely control how deep I go. Sound good?”

  She blinked lazily at his words, the frank way he spoke such carnal words spiking her arousal. Her mates had unleashed her inner bad girl who nodded to him, more than ready to proceed. He reclined on the bed and she moved to comply with his suggestion. As she squatted over him, he grasped her hips tightly, and she moved down slowly as she reached between them to take hold of his thick cock and guide it into her. The head slipped in easily but as she descended further, the burning sensation was back, stronger now. She rubbed her clit, eager to dispel the burn so they could really get going, and heard Dustin’s soft growl.

  “Fuck baby, that’s so hot.”

  Smiling, she locked eyes with him as she continued to finger herself, dipping a finger deep inside for his viewing pleasure. He growled again, louder this time, and fisted his cock. Certain she’d come if she kept touching herself while he stroked himself, she pulled her fingers away and then, keeping her eyes glued to his, licked them slowly. His movements grew faster and harder as he grunted. Smiling lasciviously, she then placed her hands on Zack’s thighs. Opened wider, she slipped down on him more, causing the pair to moan simultaneously. Little by little, she pushed down until her ass met his pelvis. With a contented sigh, she rotated her hips slightly and heard Zack’s appreciative groan.

  “Dustin, get over here,” he grunted out, “I’m not gonna last.”

  His admission of how much she was turning him on had her pussy throbbing again. Dustin climbed onto the bed and, as he lined up his cock with her, kissed her again. Deeply passionate, it consumed her, body and soul. As he slowly slid into her, she gasped. She’d never felt so full, so complete, and never wanted the feeling to end. Sucking hard on Dustin’s tongue, she rocked her hips, causing all three to moan. Dustin’s hands grabbed her waist and he broke their kiss to press his forehead to hers. His gaze burned into her as he spoke.

  “Let us move you. Just give up control and enjoy the ride.”

  Placing her hands on his forearms, she was ready to surrender to them. Everything they’d done to her had been phenomenal and she emphatically trusted them. Without speaking, the twins employed a strategy that had her crying out with each thrust. Dustin pulled her against his cock as Zack pushed her up his, then they switched, Zack pulling her down on him as Dustin withdrew from her. Neither fully exited her, but came close enough to inflict the most wondrous sensations when they thrust into her again.

  Despite Zack’s warning he wouldn’t last long, she knew she’d climax first. Warmth built in her belly, and her legs began to tremble, always a sign of an intense orgasm. Somehow she knew this one would surpass any she’d ever experienced. Dustin was still staring into her eyes and she bit her lip.

  “I’m going to come,” she whispered.

  “Come baby,” he whispered back, “come hard. Come all over my cock and squeeze it hard as your sweet ass squeezes Zack’s cock.”

  Her orgasm tore through her with the force of a hurricane. Screaming loudly, she dug her fingernails into Dustin’s forearms as she pressed her head tightly against his. She opened her eyes to find him still staring at her, his breath issued in hard puffs against her mouth. As she writhed and cried out, she tried to maintain their eye contact, knowing it turned him on as much as it did her. Zack stilled within her as he growled loudly. She saw the small smile Dustin flashed and knew the twins indulged in some kind of contest to see who’d last longer. Dustin continued to thrust into her, drawing a sharp cry from her with each impalement. Then he tensed, biting his lip and grunting loudly. He kissed her deeply and then withdrew from her. Still holding her hips, he eased her off Zack and then, as his brother left the bed, helped her lie back. Zack pulled her legs straight and then began to massage them as Dustin left them.

  She heard water running in the bathroom and then Dustin returned with a wet washcloth. He gently washed between her legs and then, as Zack gently lifted her legs, Dustin wiped her backside, ridding her of the clinging feel of the lube. She loved them more for their pampering. Sitting up, she crooked a finger, inviting them closer. Shoulder to shoulder, they knelt on the bed before her. They were so handsome, and they were hers. Reaching out to place a hand on the outer cheek of each brother, she pushed gently until they got the idea and brought their heads closer together. Cheek-to-cheek, sandwiched between her hands, it was the closest she could come to looking them both in the eyes at the same time.

  Smiling deeply, hardly believing her good fortune in having such amazing mates, she issued her own command. “Claim me, both of you, at the same time.”

  ***

  Jason entered the dark and quiet house and sighed. Evelyn and her mates were watching the triplets for him and he hated being away from them this long. While they understood his job had erratic work hours upon occasion, it had been the case too often of late and now, with the missing pack members, he’d barely seen them in days. There was no alternative, as he had to get Naomi back as much for their sake as his own, but they were so young and he doubted they grasped how dire the situation was. What if they didn’t recover Naomi and the others in time? How could he ever tell Ella, Lily, and Avery they’d lost Naomi?

  After shedding his boots and coat, he entered the kitchen and opened the fridge. His stomach was churning and he couldn’t remember the last time he’d eaten. He closed the fridge and left the kitchen. Fuck it. What he needed was a few hours sleep. The group would leave early the following morning and, like eating, he wasn’t sure when he’d last slept. A quick glance in the bathroom mirror told him he needed both sleep and food, and much of both. He looked gaunt, thick stubble covered his cheeks and jaw, and dark circles shadowed his eyes. Thinking he looked like absolute shit, he shaved and then stripped, trusting a shower would relax him. Although exhausted he was wired and needed something to calm him. With a scowl, he saw his belt was fastened on a hole smaller than his usual one. He’d lost weight and more than a pound or two. Funny, he hadn’t realized he’d tightened his belt. Then again, not much other than the case caught his attention these past few days.

  The hot spray loosened his tense shoulder muscles, and he released a deep sigh. He washed his body and hair and then stood under the running water, hunching slightly to allow it to hit his tight lower back muscles. The memory of his first shower with Naomi, the morning after her rescue from the waystation, clawed through his mind. He tried to push it aside, not because he didn’t want to think of her, but because he knew what would occur
next. Unable to prevent it, memories of the time he’d spent with her battered his brain and crushed his heart. He swore he could smell the delicate scent of her skin, and his hands ached with the want to touch her.

  As his breath hitched with a mighty sob, he leaned against the cool tiles. Bitter tears flooded his eyes as a wretched pain tore through his heart. No one should be made to endure what he presently did, stripped of two mates, both times by the hand of the same shifter. It wasn’t just unfair, it was cruel. His daughter’s voices rang in his ears, shaking with worry as they asked when Naomi was coming home. They’d asked so many times and he kept assuring them she’d be back soon, even as he couldn’t know if he was lying to them. Yet he couldn’t destroy the hope he saw in their eyes and so he continued to lie, despite how every occurrence crushed his spirit further. Sliding down the wall until he sat, he allowed the tears to break forth, unable to suppress them a moment longer. Hot, even in the steamy shower, they ran down his cheeks, burning his skin with what they carried, the possibility Naomi was already dead. As the horrid thought of having to lay a second mate to rest assaulted his mind, he sobbed roughly, his chest heaving.

  Stop this! You’re stronger than this. Naomi’s voice echoed in his head, and he stopped crying abruptly. He wasn’t sure how strong he was, but he had endured the heartbreak of losing Trina and being on his own with the triplets for years. He’d gotten through it because he had to, for the sake of his girls. Even as the mere thought of losing Naomi near killed him, he’d endure it if it did occur because he’d have to, again, for his daughters.

  After pulling himself to his feet, he turned his face under the water flow. It washed more than his tears away. Naomi was strong and had endured Bossman before. She’d do it again. She knew he was coming and she’d hang on. He had to, too.

  ***

  In the aftermath of their claiming, Dustin, Zack, and Hannah remained in bed as their bodies calmed. Dustin thought Hannah’s cream-coloured wolf was the most beautiful he’d ever seen, amazed at how her light brown eyes hauntingly complimented her fur. She was snuggled against his chest with Zack pressed behind her. The brothers had shared women before but Hannah surpassed them all. Intensely erotic and emotionally moving, possessing her had been the most sexually gratifying experience he’d ever had. If he’d questioned their union, which he didn’t, the sex alone would have proved the Universe’s wisdom in pairing them, and her claim bite would’ve driven away any remaining doubt. He glanced at Zack and wondered where his brother’s thoughts lay. Certainly experiencing the same amazing sex and claim bite as Dustin must have proven to Zack that Hannah, and not Gabrielle, was his true mate. A rare occurrence to be sure, he couldn’t read his brother’s expression as he lay on his side spooned behind Hannah. Her voice drew his full attention, her tone sombre.