by Becca Van
“Easy, sweetheart,” Johnny said in a crooning tone, trying to ease her nervousness.
“Why don’t we go outside?” Kris hurried to her side, clasped her elbow, and started guiding her toward the door.
“But…”
“It’s all right, babe. We’ll be right beside you,” Jules said from behind her.
Her mates guided her behind their house and in amongst the shrubs. There was no one else about, for which she was grateful because she didn’t want anyone but her mates watching her the first time she changed into her wolf.
“You need to take your clothes off, sweetheart.” Johnny moved to stand in front of her and reached for the hem of her T-shirt.
“I’m scared,” she whispered and trembled, but she wasn’t cold. Her nerves were having quite the party, and although she tried to regulate her breathing, it didn’t help the roiling in her stomach.
“There’s nothing to be afraid of, honey.” Kris moved into her line of sight and began to remove his clothes. “We’ll be right here with you.”
“Will it hurt?”
“Not really,” Johnny replied, and she couldn’t help but grimace.
She didn’t like any sort of pain, and his answer inferred that she would feel some discomfort.
She took a deep breath and stepped out of her shoes when Johnny bent down and pulled them and her socks from her feet. Her jeans and panties went next and finally her bra.
The three men looked her naked body over, and three appreciative growls emerged from their mouths. She let her gaze run over Kris’s sexy, manly body, and when she saw his hard cock, her body softened and primed, ready for her mates to love her.
They all sniffed the air, and their eyes began to glow that yellow-gold colour.
“We’ll take care of your need after we’ve gone for a run, babe, but right now, you need to let your wolf out,” Jules said.
Melanie nodded and took a deep breath before releasing it.
“Can you feel your wolf, honey?” Kris asked.
“Yes.”
“Good.” Johnny said. He and Jules quickly stripped. “Let that pulling sensation take over, sweetheart. Don’t fight it, but go with it. Do you understand what I’m talking about?”
Again Mel nodded, and when she felt the pulling sensation, she let it flow over her as she closed her eyes.
“Get on your hands and knees, Mel.” Johnny’s hand gripped her upper arm and helped her to kneel. As he released her, she felt that itching feeling again and knew that she was beginning to transform.
There wasn’t really any pain at all. The sounds her body made as her bones snapped and reshaped was a bit nerve-wracking, but all she felt was a deep ache. Her nose twitched, as did her ears, and when she felt a hand on her head, she opened her eyes.
Johnny stood way above her, totally naked and still on two feet. She went to ask him why he hadn’t changed, but all that came out of her mouth was a garbled sound. When she looked down, she saw two front paws with black talons protruding from the tips. She turned her head to look back over her body and gasped when she saw her brown tail swishing back and forth. She began to turn in circles as she tried to see the rest of her.
Three deep laughs halted her actions, and she sat on her haunches and smiled, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as she panted.
“Look at that glossy coat.” Jules’s voice was full of admiration.
“Our mate has to be the sexiest wolf I’ve ever seen,” Kris said in a low, hoarse voice.
“You are so beautiful,” Johnny whispered with awe. “Stand up, sweetheart.”
Melanie stood and then groaned when he ran his hands up and down her back. He stopped behind her ears and scratched. She chuffed and moaned at how good that felt, but she had the urge to run, and she was done waiting for her men. She licked Johnny’s face and yipped.
“I think our mate wants us to join her.”
Mel nodded. The urge to run and explore the scents wafting to her nose was great, but she resisted. She wanted to see all of her mates’ wolves. They stepped back a couple of paces from her, got down onto their hands and knees, and began to change. She was fascinated by the process and saw every nuance of movement beneath the surface of their skin. Once the transformation was complete, she walked over to them on four paws. They smelled the same as they did when they were in their human forms, but their scents were stronger, and she figured it was because her nose was a thousand or more times more effective in her animal form.
Johnny was the tallest of the three of them, standing head and shoulders above her. His coat was a golden blond colour, and his eyes had changed from the stormy blue-grey to a glowing yellow. The muscles in his body bulged as he shifted on his paws.
She looked over at Kris. His hair coat was a darker blond, and his grey eyes were also now a glowing gold colour. He was only centimetres shorter than Johnny, and although he was also full of muscles, he wasn’t as thick in the chest as his older brother.
Jules took a step forward, drawing her attention. His coat was the darkest of the three of them. His fur was so dark brown it almost looked black, and he was brawnier than both his brothers and a couple of inches shorter. They were so amazing they made her heart race and fill with pride.
Jules licked her muzzle and then nudged her side with his head.
“Run, babe.”
Joy coursed through her body as she spun away from her mates and took off. Exhilaration flowed through her veins, and she couldn’t help but lift her head and voice her happiness.
Three lower voices joined her higher one, and the songs of jubilance echoed through the trees.
The wind ruffled her fur like fingers stroking through her hair. Scents of small animals drifted to her nose, and she drew the smells in deep. Fine red dust puffed up from under her paws each time they landed on the ground, and she couldn't believe how soft the red desert sand felt beneath her wolf feet. The faster she ran, the freer she felt. She dodged bushes and trees and leapt over obstacles and felt as if she was flying. She’d never experienced anything like freedom of instinct and wanted to keep right on running.
They must have run and explored for hours because, when Kris butted his head against her flank to direct her back to the house, the sun was sinking in the sky. Jules transformed back into his man when they were once more behind the house and gathered up all of their discarded clothes. When they mounted the veranda, Johnny changed back and opened the door.
Melanie raced inside, her body pleasantly tired from all the exercise and headed straight to the bathroom. She was about to try and change back when her three mates entered the room. They were all back in their human forms and sporting massive hard-ons.
“Think of how you look when you’re human, sweetheart, and push your wolf back,” Johnny said as he knelt down next to her.
She closed her eyes, envisioned what she normally looked like, and pushed her inner wolf down. Her bones began to ache as they broke and reformed, and cool air washed over her skin as her fur receded. When she opened her eyes, she was once more a woman. Johnny helped her up from her hands and knees and tugged her body against his.
“Did you enjoy that, sweetheart?” He tilted her head up and brushed her hair away from her face.
She couldn’t help but smile, and then her smile turned to laughter. “That was absolutely amazing. I’ve never felt so…free.”
“So you’d want to do it again?” Kris asked.
“Can we do it tomorrow?”
“We sure can, babe.” Jules tapped her on the arse and then started the shower.
“Are you hungry?” Johnny guided her into the cubicle.
Melanie had never been gladder that the bathroom was huge and the spa bath and shower were big enough to accommodate all of them.
“Yes, but not for food.”
Kris stepped up behind her and cupped her breasts in his soapy hands. Jules knelt down and began to wash her lower half, starting at her feet, and when she looked over at Johnny, he gently
grabbed a hank of hair and slanted his mouth over hers.
Melanie moaned as the all-simmering heat, which had been bubbling beneath her skin since the moment she had awoken, surged up, and she kissed him back just as voraciously. His tongue slid along and twirled around hers.
Kris kneaded her breasts, and then his fingers and thumbs began plucking at the hard tips, causing her pussy to clench with need and juices to leak out.
Jules’s hands caressed up her legs until he got to her apex, and he tapped on one thigh. She shifted her feet farther apart and then whimpered when Jules began washing her cunt, his fingers sliding through and over her folds, sending her arousal up to the next level. Her legs began to tremble, and her knees felt so weak she didn’t know how much longer she would be able to stay upright.
Kris lifted his hands from her breasts and began to nip and nibble along her neck. The hunger grew and grew until her whole body was shaking with her need.
When Johnny broke the kiss, she reached out to pull him back, but before she could pull him toward her, he nodded at Kris. Water flowed over her body, rinsing the suds away, and when she looked up at Kris over her shoulder, she saw he had the handheld showerhead in his hand.
“Please.” She gasped and then jolted when Kris directed the water flow between her legs, making her cunt convulse when the water hit her engorged, sensitive clit.
“Enough,” Johnny rasped out in a deep voice just before the water was turned off, and he guided her from the shower.
A towel was quickly and efficiently rubbed over her body, and then she was once more swept off her feet. Kris carried her this time, and although none of her men had taken the time to dry off, she didn’t care. All that mattered was that her mates make love to her and ease the fiery ache in her body.
He carefully lowered her to the bed and knelt at the end before wrapping his arms around her thighs and pulling her lower on the mattress. His arms moved again, and he widened her thighs and bent her knees, pushing them back toward her body.
And then he lowered his head.
Melanie cried out as his hot, wet tongue lapped over her clit before sliding down through her folds toward her arse. He licked over her rosebud, and she writhed at the carnally erotic sensation. It felt so good she wanted more.
The mattress dipped on either side of her as Jules and Johnny climbed onto the bed, and Jules claimed her mouth. The kiss was wild and passionate, teeth nipping, tongues duelling, and lips sucking.
Johnny palmed one breast, moulding it with his hand and suckled on the other. Liquid desire raced through her blood, heating her body and melting her bones. She mewled and arched her hips up when Kris pressed a finger up into her cunt and stroked her inner walls as he laved his tongue over her clit. Just as she thought she was about to go over, Kris removed his mouth and finger from her pussy.
Before she could protest, he rubbed a cool, moist finger over her arse and slowly pushed the tip in. The nerves around her anus sparked, and she moaned loudly. She felt a slight sting as he pressed two fingers into her back hole, and then the pain dissipated as he once more licked over her clit. He slid his thumb into her cunt and then inserted another finger into her arse. She bowed up off the bed and cried out as an orgasm held her body in its euphoric clutches. The whole time she came, Kris kept thrusting his fingers and thumb in and out of her arse and pussy and suckling on her clit to draw out her climax. When the last shudder waned, all three of her mates removed their hands and mouths from her body.
“She’s ready.” Kris’s growling voice caused her to shiver and the heat to begin burning again.
“Turn over, sweetheart.” Johnny lifted and turned her over before she could move.
When she was on her hands and knees at the end of the bed, he walked around behind her. She moaned when his warm palms caressed over her hips and arse, and he nudged her legs wider. She heard a squishy sound and looked back at him over her shoulder. He was coating his cock in lube, and then he wiped his hands on a handtowel that Jules passed him.
And then the tip of his cock was pressing against her anus.
Mel wanted to shove her hips back at him and take as much of his hard cock as she could inside of her, but since she’d never had anal sex before and was a little trepidatious, she remained still.
The head of his dick breached her arse, and she whimpered, but not because of pain. The skin around of her rosette was so sensitive, and she craved so much more.
Johnny placed a hand on her lower abdomen, and then he began to slowly rock his hips. Tingles raced up and down her spine and goose bumps rushed over her skin. Her internal muscles gave an involuntary clench, and he growled low in his chest before caressing his hand down to her mound and over her wet folds.
His finger dipped into her cunt before gliding back up to the top of her slit, and then he began to rub over her sensitive pearl.
Melanie whimpered and mewled and began to rock in sync with his thrusts. Each time he pressed forward she pressed back until finally he was all the way inside of her with his pelvis pressed to her butt cheeks. Her pucker was stretched so wide, and she was so full of his cock, but again it wasn’t enough. She needed more.
She needed all of her mates loving her at the same time.
Her eyes snapped open, and she turned her head toward Kris. When she met his gaze, she crooked her finger at him. He gave her a wicked smile and winked at her before he got up onto his hands and knees and crawled toward her. When he was close, he leaned forward and took her mouth with a passionate carnality, and then he released her mouth and shifted closer. He was on his knees at her side, and his cock was pointing right at her. Melanie needed to touch him so she grabbed the base of his erection and then started pumping her hand up and down.
Kris’s eyes slid closed, and he moaned right before he canted his hips forward.
But when Johnny lifted her from the bed with the arm he’d wrapped around her waist she protested. “Hey!”
“Shh, sweetheart, just be patient for a second,” Johnny whispered against her ear and then licked his mating mark. Her internal muscles clenched, and cream wept from her pussy.
Jules moved down the bed, lying on the mattress on his back with his legs hanging over the edge. He reached up and clasped her ribs as Johnny began to lower her.
“Are you ready for me, mate?” Jules asked in a hoarse, breathless voice.
“Yes. Now!”
Jules gripped his cock and held it perpendicular to his body, and Johnny lowered her. She groaned as Jules’s dick pressed into her cunt and he growled.
“Fuck! You feel so good, Mel. Hot. Wet. Tight.”
“Oh,” she mewled as Jules’s cock slowly filled her inch by excruciating pleasurable inch. When she’d taken all of him, she turned to Kris once more.
His cock was so close to her face all she needed to do was lean an inch and open her mouth. So that was exactly what she did. She moaned at the wonderful taste of his salty, spicy flavour as she licked over the head of his dick, and then she opened her mouth wider and sucked him in.
“Yeah, babe.” Kris gasped. “Suck my cock.”
Melanie set up a slow, bobbing rhythm, taking more and more of him in as she gave him pleasure. Just as she was comfortable and the tip of his cock kissed the back of her throat, Johnny and Jules began to move.
Johnny withdrew until the tip of his cock rested inside her anus, and as he drove back in, Jules retreated from her cunt.
Each time the men pumped their hips, they increased the speed of their cocks gliding in and out of her arse and pussy, and she matched them.
Kris was panting and rocking his hips in time to her bobbing head, and each time she drew back, she licked the sensitive underside, making him groan. His cock grew hotter and harder, and she knew he was getting close, but so was she.
Her pussy was leaking cream continuously, and each time Jules shoved up inside of her, it made wet, slurping sounds. The internal muscles began to ripple, and the heat coursing through her body felt as th
ough it was liquefying her bones. If Johnny and Jules hadn’t been holding her up, she probably would have fallen to the bed face first.
“I’m getting close.” Johnny shoved into her arse, causing her to mewl and moan.
“Me, too.” Jules panted as he surged into her pussy.
“Me three,” Kris growled.
“Send her over,” Johnny ordered breathlessly.
Jules reached down to her pussy and lightly rubbed her clit. She cried out as the fire began to rage out of control. The tension built, and her inner walls began to pulse and coil as she raced toward culmination. She inhaled through her nose and took Kris’s cock down her throat, and as she swallowed around his dick, she cupped his balls.
And then they all fell together.
The pressure in her body broke. Her cry of ecstasy was muffled, and her body quaked. Her muscles clenched and released, clamped and let go over and over. Kris’s cock twitched and jerked, and he roared as he shot load after load of cum over her tongue and down her throat. She gulped down his jism, savouring his salty essence, and then her ears rang as first Johnny and then Jules roared as they drove deeply into her arse and cunt at the same time.
Johnny shuddered against her as he filled her anus with his cum, his dick jolting and jerking inside of her.
Jules’s shout turned to a low growl, and his pelvis was pressed tightly against hers as he, too, orgasmed. She swore she felt his cock expand each time cum shot up his shaft before shooting deep into her cunt and womb.
Just as the nirvanic convulsions began to cease, Johnny and Jules sank their fangs into their mating marks and Kris bit her arm. She went flying right back up to the stratosphere. Her wolf howled with joy, and when she felt her canines elongate, she grabbed Kris’s hair and tugged him down. Her tongue laved his neck, and then she struck.
She was only vaguely aware of his shout turning into a howl of elation as she claimed and marked one of her mates. She licked over the wound and turned to Jules. He sat up. His softening cock began to harden again, and then he tilted his head to the side.
Melanie didn’t remember moving, but when the taste of his sweet blood flowed over her tongue, she moaned her approval. When her canines retracted again, she cleaned her bite with her tongue.