WereSlave

by Lia Slater

  “I’ll give you anything you want, love.” His voice was ragged and deeper than ever. He eased farther in, slowly stretching her, filling her alongside Kaige’s cock. Side by side they packed her body, sending lightning sparks to her nerve endings. Giving her no room to be unsatisfied.

  “Fuck.” Kaige’s fingers dug into her hips. “So damn tight.”

  “Ah,” Mace groaned by her ear. Both hands squeezed her swollen breasts. “How do you feel, Nayla?”

  Stars danced in front of her eyes, her skin prickled and her pussy hummed with pleasure. Her only answer was a moan of relief. Of sheer satisfaction.

  Mace chuckled again and kissed her cheek. “Good. I’m glad.”

  She whimpered and began to move with the two Weres’ synchronized movements. Slowly and steadily they moved inside her. Her pussy quivered as her ass tingled with delight. Each stuffed full with thick cock, pushing her to her limit. Stretching her.

  The tiny room echoed with the sound of her bodily juices sucking and releasing combined with grunts and groans. The air was thick with the lusty smell of sex and male pheromones. Large, rough hands covered her body, touching and massaging.

  Mace’s solid chest rubbed against her back while Kaige’s chest crushed against her breasts. Each was damp with sweat and slick with oil as they continued to work their cocks inside her body. They encompassed her and filled her.

  And for first time, she connected to their primal level. Their animal side. It felt natural to want these two Weres at once. They were quenching her need and finding pleasure in the action. Both selfish and selfless. Both taking and giving.

  She moaned again as a sensational wave of warmth surged through her, coiling at her core. Her thighs trembled but the Weres held her up, secure in their arms. She was on the brink, the tidal wave cresting and about to crash into the shore. “Oh, God.” She shook and drops of perspiration trickled down her face.

  “Come, Nayla.” Mace kissed and licked her neck. “Come for us.”

  They quickened their pace, in tune with their movements. Each thrust pushed her closer over the edge. She dug her fingernails into Kaige’s biceps and pressed her head to his shoulder. Her breath came out in pants as shock waves coursed through her body, relentlessly zapping her nerves and heating her pussy.

  “Yes!” she cried out. Both cocks felt so good, so very good as they drove in and stretched her innermost walls. Side by side.

  Mace reached around and found her clit. He circled two fingers around it and Nayla screamed. “Yes. God, yes!”

  Her body convulsed as the tightly wound spring in her pussy broke free, allowing the tidal wave to crash into her body. Liquid heat sizzled and danced in her womb. Sparks shot to her fingertips and toes. Warmth overcame her. Her limbs cheered with the release of pressure. So much pressure. Every ounce dripped from her bones, her nerves, her muscles, leaving her limp and utterly satiated.

  “Ah,” she sobbed at the extreme pleasure. At how the orgasm had washed away any pain, both physical and mental. Tears burned her eyes as both Weres eased from her body, gently laid her on the mattress. They kissed and licked her slackened body, groaning as they satisfied themselves.

  Selfless. Gorgeous.

  How could she have ever thought badly of them?

  Her mother’s words shifted forward from the recesses of her mind. They’re of two different minds. One of evil, hate and vengeance, the other of honor,

  love and loyalty. Confuse them and you’ll never find happiness.

  Of course.

  She tried to relax but her breathing hastened and her heart still raced.

  Uncontrollably. She pushed locks of damp hair from her face and attempted to calm herself. Something was wrong. Still? What could the witch have done to heal her wound?

  “Mace?” She spoke as calmly as possible. “Was I given a drug?”

  Mace looked down at her with a concerned expression. “Why? Are you well?” He spread out beside her and placed a hand over her heart, as if he knew what was causing her alarm.

  Her skin tingled along her arms and legs. And her muscles suddenly felt like liquid. But nothing hurt. No, in fact, she was rejuvenated, her energy level peaking.

  “Yes.” She smiled, unable to help herself. “I feel exuberant. Out of my skin. What did the witch do to me?”

  She didn’t wait for an answer. The three quarter moon shining through the opened window captured her full attention. Drawn to its glow, she walked over and drew in a long breath. Her lungs filled with the brisk night air. Wonderful. Absolutely brilliant.

  All her worries disappeared as her body transformed fluidly. Like the creek in the distance, her bones, skin, teeth, veins, organs and muscles combined into one organism, rushed through her body and quickly manifested in a new location.

  It happened so fast, she hadn’t had time to panic. No, just the opposite. Her mind was free. Carefree. Blissful.

  Until she looked down upon herself. Her hands were not her own. In their place, were two furry paws. Golden fur covered her skin. She dared a glance behind her to see the body of a Were. Shock mixed with curiosity and anger and a hundred other emotions she couldn’t contain. One question broke free from her muddled thoughts. How had this happened?

  “Mace?” she said in a voice she didn’t recognize.

  Her lover dropped to his knees in front of her and held her neck. “You’re okay, Nayla.” He seemed to have a hard time looking into her eyes. Why?

  “Am I a Were? Is this a dream?”

  “It’s not a dream.” He didn’t answer the first question.

  “Did you do this to me?” she asked, but was distracted by the moon’s glow once again. She closed her eyes and took in its fantastic energy.

  “The High Priestess Lorzener infected you with the Were plague to save your life. It was all she could do to save you. You were on death’s door.”

  “Death’s door?” The words seemed silly to her. Everything seemed so unreal. Soon she would wake up from this dream, she hoped, but first she wanted to play in the moon’s warmth. “I have to go.”

  He swallowed and nodded his head. “I’ll see you soon.”

  * * * * *

  Mace didn’t have time to blink before she leapt out the window. She was breathtaking in her wolf form, as he knew she would be. But he hadn’t been able to gauge her reaction before she’d fled. The moon had lured her out as was common in newly made Weres.

  No doubt she was angry with him for allowing her to be infected with the plague. How could she not be?

  In the morning, when the sun rose and she transformed back to her human form, he imagined her adrenaline rush would die down, leaving her only with the grim reality.

  She was Were.

  But she was alive. She’d survived the transition. Whether she hated him or not, she would live another day. And he wanted to keep it that way. The forest was a dangerous place for a new Were and he wanted to keep her safe, while allowing her to discover the advantages of being a werewolf at the same time.

  He turned to Kaige. “Take Blanca and follow her. Give her room to explore her new abilities but don’t let her out of your sight. I’ll find you at daybreak and release you.”

  Kaige opened his mouth to speak, then clamped his lips shut. He nodded, changed into wolf form and jumped out the window.

  Mace watched them go, despair punching him in his gut. When the trio was out of sight, he sat on the bed and lowered his head. He was a coward for not joining his mate on her first night out. The look in his friend’s eyes reinforced that knowledge. But a rational conversation wasn’t possible when she was in newly wolf form. And he simply couldn’t pretend otherwise.

  No, if she wished to reject him, he’d wait until morning, when he could face her rather than the Were she’d been changed into without her consent.

  Damn it all. He could only hope she’d understand enough to forgive him.

  * * * * *

  Mace held a heavy quilt in his hand as he approached Nayla. She l
ay in a fetal position on a patch of grass only a hundred yards or so from her castle. She’d almost made it home before the sun rose over the crest of the nearby mountains. Then she’d transformed into human form and fell to the ground.

  He’d watched it all. Hell, he’d watched her from afar for most of the night. He hadn’t been able to stay away. Not when his bond to her was so tight. He loved her with all his heart.

  When she didn’t rise right away, he ran over and kneeled by her side. Her eyes were closed but a curious little smile peaked the corners of her full lips. “Nayla? Are you all right?” He wrapped the quilt over her naked body and gathered her into his arms.

  Her hand reached for his jaw and caressed him there. “I’m fine, Mace. Don’t worry about me.”

  Relief flooded through him and he held her closer. “Tell me how you feel. I’m going insane here.”

  “How I feel?” She finally opened her eyes and her green orbs glistened up at him. “I’ve never felt so amazing in my life.”

  “Amazing?” He kissed her forehead. “Are you angry with me, love? Do you hate me for allowing this to happen to you?”

  “Hate you?” Her smile broadened. “Mace, I love you. And…” She readjusted in his embrace and wrapped her arms around his neck.

  “And what?”

  “And I’m glad I was infected. Wait.” She shook her head. “What an awful word. I wasn’t infected. I was blessed. I was given a gift. Being a Were isn’t a sickness. It’s a privilege. One I’ll cherish for eternity.” She kissed his lips. “My eternity with you.”

  “Oh, Nayla.” Warm relief washed down his body, easing his tension. “I was worried you’d hate me for allowing you to turn into your worst nightmare.”

  “I’d never hate you. You’ve changed my life for the better. You’ve opened my eyes and made me see that I was letting my past dictate my future. Now I know I don’t have to be lonely. I can have everything.”

  It was all he needed to hear but one factor remained. “And if your kingdom doesn’t accept Weres?”

  “They will. If they don’t…” She shrugged her dainty shoulder. “If they don’t, then they’re a kingdom of fools and I won’t want my family near them. We’ll leave and continue our journey for a home.”

  “Your family? We? But I thought you couldn’t have…” He let his words fade and dropped his gaze, sorry he’d almost brought up the sore subject.

  “We can try, Mace. While Blanca ran beside me last night, she mentioned any ailments I had as a human would be healed as a Were.” She cupped her tiny hand against his jaw and forced him to look into her vibrant green eyes. “My body feels different. Like I wasn’t truly living before but I am now. It’s the most amazing feeling.” Color rushed to her cheeks and her smile widened to her ears.

  “Sweetheart.” He brought her hand to his mouth and kissed her palm. “I’ve never loved anyone more than I do you. Never.”

  “Oh, Mace.” Tears brimmed her eyes. “I don’t mind sharing you with your memory of your late wife. I realize how much she meant to you.”

  “It’s all in the past, love. I’m ready for the future, with you and you alone.”

  She laughed and wiped away a stray tear. “No more sharing, then.”

  He couldn’t hold back a smile. “Absolutely no more sharing. You are mine and mine alone.” He kissed her sweet lips. “And I am yours.”

  About the Author

  Lia Slater thinks the world would be a better place if everyone read romance novels. There’s so much to learn from the storylines. Love. Loyalty. Confidence. Passion. Desire. Conflicts would be resolved with happy endings. And, of course, the sex would be mind-boggling.

  Lia is well on her way to helping the world become a better place by writing steamy romance with heart-pounding emotion.

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