by Becca Van
“Are you sure, honey?” Justin asked. “Once we start this we won’t stop until you’re ours.”
“Yes, I’m very sure, and I don’t want you to stop. I want this more than anything I have ever wanted before.”
“I’m a dominant man, honey. I like to control what happens in the bedroom. Are you prepared to submit to me, to us?”
Sam nodded her head in affirmation.
“Then go and get into my bed. I am going to take a shower. We’ll join you in a little bit.”
Sam left to do his bidding immediately. His wolf was howling in his head with victory, and Justin knew if he didn’t take the edge off his flaming libido he wouldn’t last the night. He stepped into the shower, washed quickly, and then grabbed hold of his aching cock. He didn’t need to fantasize too much since he had been on edge since the moment he woke and within moments was spewing cum against the tile wall.
Justin turned off the shower and toweled off quickly. He opened the link to his brothers. “Roan, Chet, Sam has consented to mating with us. Meet me in my bedroom.”
The two howls that echoed in his head made him smile. Their patience was finally about to be rewarded.
* * * *
From the moment she had met the Domain brothers, Sam had been drawn to them. Little by little, both their actions and their words had shown her that they cared for her. She didn’t know if what they felt for her was love, but hopefully that emotion would come in time.
She felt as if she somehow belonged here with these people, but especially Justin, Roan, and Chet. They took care of her, reminding her to eat when she forgot, holding her on their laps after a long day, and generally looking after her. Even if Sam didn’t need them to look out for her, it was so nice to be able to lean on them and not have to face the world alone. The three men had come to mean a great deal to her, and slowly but surely they had worked their way into her heart until she couldn’t bear to think of living without them.
She had spent the last three weeks observing the other women and their men, wondering how a relationship with more than one male worked. What she had seen had helped make up her mind. Michelle’s, Keira’s, and Talia’s mates treated them like queens. The women were so happy and in love that Sam felt a little envious. All she ever wanted was to be loved for herself.
She had even tested her men by taunting them with her body, wiggling and squirming all over them, seeing how they would react. They had passed her tests with flying colors and hadn’t put the moves on her without her consent. She had finally realized what she had been doing after kissing Justin earlier in the bathroom. His chivalrous actions had been the clincher. She didn’t want to be without them in her life.
Now that she had decided to mate with them, Samantha was filled with excited energy and nervous arousal. She had been waiting for this moment for what seemed like so long, she couldn’t sit still. Having done what Justin commanded, she was now in his bed, stark naked with the covers pulled up to her chin, but in a half-sitting, half-reclining position, leaning against the pillows resting on the headboard. She kept moving her legs and arms restlessly and clutching at the quilt. Her libido had been simmering for weeks, and now that the big moment was here, she was so turned on that she was scared she would climax from just one touch. The last thing she wanted to do was turn them off with her desperation. Never had she felt like this before, and she was also worried she wouldn’t be able to reach an orgasm and satisfy their needs.
Groaning at her contradictory thoughts, she tried to settle her nerves down and breathed in and out a few times to control her rapid pants. It didn’t seem to help. The only orgasms Sam had ever achieved had been self-induced. Peter had told her repeatedly that she was frigid and he didn’t know why he bothered ever having sex with her, let alone marrying her. When he had reached for her in the darkness of the night, she had just lain beneath him passively and prayed the deed would be over quickly. He had never made sure she was ready for him, and she had often found sex painful. Even though she was nervous about making love with the three Domain brothers, she wasn’t scared. She was more than ready to receive them into her body and in fact had been since the moment they had met. So she wasn’t worried about pain.
Looking up when she heard movement near the bedroom door, her breath hitched in her throat at the sight which met her eyes. Justin, Chet, and Roan were making their way toward her, and they were gloriously naked.
Justin was tall, muscular but lean. His gray eyes pinned her with his hungry gaze, and she felt herself sinking into his depths. His muscles were toned and rippled as he shifted. His hard, long cock bobbed up and down. The head of his penis was an angry reddish purple in color, and he had a drop of clear fluid on the tip. She could see the striations of his muscles beneath his tanned skin, and that just made her hotter. He had an aura of dominance and power surrounding him that turned her on, and she couldn’t wait to see how he would command her in bed.
Knowing she could trust them not to hurt her and to take care of her, she felt the last of her nervousness dissipate. As she stared at the three men, her lonely, empty heart filled with such emotion she had to struggle not to cry. Glancing away for a moment to get her emotions back under control, she looked up again.
Roan’s brown pools glittered at her with such heat she felt the flames from where she lay in bed. He was bulkier than Justin and slightly shorter, and even though his stance was aggressive, with his hips jutting forward and his arms crossed over his chest, she knew he wasn’t as intense as Justin. Although he could be just as dominant in his own way if the situation warranted it. She’d had a taste of their dominance just yesterday when she had gone outside the club for a breath of fresh air. Justin and Roan had come to find her and scolded her for putting herself in possible danger when she was supposedly being stalked. Justin had been too mad at her for not letting them know where she was, and Roan had been the one to lay down the law. He had told her she was to let them know where she was at all times, and if she wanted to go outside on her break, she was to take one of them with her. She had thought they were going over the top but, from the fierce look of determination in their eyes, had decided not to argue at that moment.
Roan took a step toward her and drew her eyes to his crotch. His cock wasn’t as long as Justin’s, but it looked thicker in the girth. It was also leaking out pre-cum, and she saw the way it pulsed with his heartbeat.
Licking her dry lips, she glanced over at Chet. He was just so damn big. If she didn’t know he was the most lighthearted of the three, she would have been intimidated by his size. Bulging with muscles from his shoulders, biceps, and pecs to his washboard abs, slim hips, and large, sturdy thighs, he made her salivate with desire. And his cock was huge. It was as long as Justin’s and slightly thicker than Roan’s. She gulped with trepidation as Peter’s small penis flitted through her mind. Quickly she pushed that image aside. There was no way she wanted him in her head at this very moment, and she felt a little guilty for the intrusion.
“Be very sure this is what you want, sweetness, because once we start I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop,” Roan rasped.
“I’m sure, as long as you really want this, too.”
“Why would you think we wouldn’t, honey?” Justin inquired. “You are our mate, and we want to make love with you and claim you more than anything, right now. We have been on tenterhooks the whole time you have been living here and have dreamed about this moment.”
She didn’t really want to tell them of her worries because she knew her face would turn pink with embarrassment, but since these three men had been honest with her from the beginning, she could do no less. Taking a deep breath, she looked from one to the other and back to Justin again.
“I’m not very good at sex. My ex told me I was frigid,” she explained quietly and quickly lowered her head.
“Look at me, Samantha,” Justin commanded.
Tilting her head back until she was looking into Justin’s gray eyes, she jutted her chin for
ward with false bravado.
“You are not in the least bit frigid, honey. If there was a problem with sex in your marriage, then it was all your ex-husband’s fault. There is no way in hell that you are cold. Did he take the time to prepare you for his lovemaking?” Justin asked.
“No.”
“There’s your answer, sweetness. Foreplay is a big part of making love, and it is your partner’s job to make sure your body is ready,” Roan stated firmly.
They moved toward her at the same time. Justin climbed onto the bottom of the bed, and Roan and Chet got up on either side of her. Roan reached out and took her hands off the edge of the quilt and pushed it down, exposing her nakedness to their eyes.
“You are so perfect, honey.” Justin smoothed his hands up and down her calves. “We are gonna love you so good.”
She opened her mouth to respond but couldn’t think of anything to say. Sam snapped her teeth closed. Just as Justin gently nudged her thighs apart, Roan cupped her cheek and turned her head his way.
He took her mouth at first with such gentle emotion, tears pricked the back of her eyes, and as he deepened the kiss she gave herself over to their gentle, loving touch. She moaned into Roan’s mouth when Chet began to suckle on one of her nipples and Justin caressed her wet folds with the tips of his fingers.
“Fuck,” Justin groaned. “You are so wet, honey, and you smell so fucking delicious. I have to have a taste.”
Justin lapped at her pussy hole, which made her buck her hips up to push her vagina closer to his mouth. Moaning as he bestowed pleasure on her, Sam pushed her fingers through Roan’s hair and pulled him in closer. She couldn’t believe she had three men touching her all at once. The pleasurable sensations running through her were overwhelming.
Gasping for breath when Roan lifted his head, she looked down her body as Justin licked up through her folds and laved over her clit. Crying out on a sob of pleasure, she closed her eyes and arched her body.
“You taste so fucking good, honey. I love how your body leaks out more cream for me to lick up,” Justin rumbled out against her slit.
Sam couldn’t have answered even if she had wanted to. It seemed she had lost her voice along with her brain power. Her capacity to think coherently had floated away on a cloud of desire the moment they had begun to touch her.
As she turned her head and opened her eyes, Roan’s throbbing dick caught her attention. It was so close that all she had to do was lean forward a little and lick. Unable to stop herself, she did just that.
The salty-sweet taste made her crave more of his essence. Opening wider, she took the head of his cock into her mouth and was rewarded by his groan. Laving the underside with her tongue, she set about pleasuring him in earnest and sucked him in farther.
“Fuck, sweetness, your mouth is heaven,” Roan gasped.
Sam hollowed out her cheeks and sucked harder, pulling him into the back of her throat then easing back up, making sure to gently scrape her teeth over him.
“Fuck yeah,” Roan rasped and gripped a handful of her hair.
Sam whimpered around her delectable mouthful when Chet sucked on a nipple while pinching the other between thumb and finger. Justin pushed a finger into her pussy and began a slow pump, all the while licking over her clit with rapid flicks of his tongue.
The muscles in her cunt clenched and released around Justin’s digit, and he sped up his ministrations. She sobbed around Roan’s cock and then cried out when Justin added another finger. Sam was so wet she could feel her juices leaking out of her pussy and down over her asshole. She had never felt anything like it. Her whole body was a mass of quivering desire and overwhelming need.
Justin wiggled his fingers around in her, and her hips shot up off the bed. God, if he kept that up she would come in minutes.
“It looks like you found her sweet spot, Justin,” Chet rumbled out in a deep voice.
“Yeah,” he growled against her pussy.
Tingles of warmth spread out over her as Justin caressed against that spot inside her again and again. She had no idea she had erogenous zones inside her pussy. Peter had never taken the time to learn her body, and even though she had brought herself to climax with clitoral stimulation, she had never had a toy or used her fingers inside to bring herself off.
Molten liquid lava traversed throughout her pussy, into her womb, her belly, and down her legs, making her toes curl. Pulling her mouth from Roan’s cock, she gasped for breath as the internal muscles of her pussy began coil tighter. Arching her neck, she closed her eyes as her body bowed off the mattress. She was so close but couldn’t seem to go over the edge.
Justin must have known what she needed, because he caged her clit gently between his teeth and sucked hard on her sensitive bundle of nerves. Sam screamed as her cunt clenched down on his embedded fingers, her body trembling as she climaxed hard. Stars formed before her closed lids, and she thought she was about to pass out from pleasure overload.
As her pussy contractions ebbed and finally diminished, and her breathing began to slow, she opened her eyes to find three sets of eyes staring at her hungrily.
“You are so fucking sexy when you come, honey,” Justin rumbled. “I have to have you now.”
Chapter Nine
Justin had never tasted ambrosia until he had tasted his mate’s sweet cunt. Her flavor was a mix between sweet wine and salty brine, and one taste would never be enough. When he had sent her over into climax, he’d nearly followed her. She looked so beautiful when she came, he couldn’t wait to send her over again, but this time he intended to be buried balls-deep inside her.
His wolf was just below the surface waiting to claim her, and he’d had a hell of a time seeing that she climaxed before he sunk his dick into her hot, wet pussy and bit into her flesh to make her his.
Sitting up between her thighs, he moved up closer to her, until his aching cock touched against her slippery folds. Placing his hands at her hips, he held her still and slowly began to forge his way inside her. The heat from her body wrapped around the crown of his dick, making him groan. Holding still when she whimpered and her pussy clenched around him, giving her time to adjust to his intrusion, he breathed in deeply, trying to control his urge to plunge into her hard and fast.
“Are you okay, honey?” he asked through panting breaths.
“Yes. God, you’re so hard. I want more. Please?”
“I’ll give you what you need, Sam. Just relax and let me do all the work,” he rumbled in a deep voice. “You feel so fucking good, honey. I’ve never felt anything like it. This was meant to be, Sam. You’re mine!”
Justin surged forward until his cock was touching her womb. Pushing his brothers aside, he covered her body with his and ravaged her mouth. Sweeping his tongue into her mouth, he tangled it with hers and began to thrust his hips, sliding his cock in and out of her sheath.
When his need for oxygen grew too great he lifted his head and looked down at Sam. Her eyes were glazed over with passion and her chest, neck, and cheeks were flushed pink. She looked so fucking sexy, his cock jerked inside her. Her cunt rippled around his dick, letting him know she was close to the edge, so while she was watching he let his wolf take some control. Canine teeth elongating in his mouth in preparation of claiming her, he watched her watch his eyes and knew they would be glowing gold. Just as her eyes rolled back in her head with pleasure when he thrust deeply, he bent down, licked her skin where shoulder and neck met, and sunk his teeth into her flesh.
She screamed out her climax as her blood filled his mouth. Her pussy contracted repeatedly around his dick, sending tingles of warmth shooting through his body. His balls drew tight to his body. He growled against her shoulder and then howled as he shot load after load of cum deep into her body.
When the last shudder left his body, he licked his claiming mark, knowing his healing saliva would close the bite immediately. Lifting his head, he looked down at his mate. Her eyes were closed, and she was still panting heavily. She opened her ey
es and looked at him with such wonder that he felt joy and love fill his heart. He wanted to tell her he loved her but didn’t want her thinking he was just saying it because of the sex, so he placed a gentle peck on her lips and eased out of her tight, clasping pussy. Then he moved off to the side and collapsed beside her.
He felt as weak as a newborn kitten with his shaking limbs, but he smiled with contentment. Only his mate could affect him so.
* * * *
Roan moved from beside Sam to give Justin room to flop down next to their mate. He couldn’t wait to make love to her and claim her. From what he had seen as Justin fucked her, it was an incredible experience. His brother’s legs still gave slight tremors as he lay beside her.
Now sitting between her splayed thighs, he leaned over her and kissed her deeply and passionately. Letting her feel all his love and the passion he felt for her, he blanketed her small body with his and aimed his cock for her pussy. She was so fucking wet and hot, he couldn’t help but growl into her mouth as he pushed forward.
Heat enveloped his dick, and he groaned as her sheath clenched the head of his penis. He was thicker than Justin and didn’t want to hurt Sam in any way. Being careful, he slowly began to push into her and groaned as her muscles and flesh parted and her sheath gloved him.
Holding still again, he waited for a signal from her that she was ready for more. He was only halfway inside her and wanted to go gently with her. Sam withdrew her mouth from his, gasping for breath. She reached out with her arms and tugged on his neck until his chest was touching her breasts. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him in close with her strong leg muscles. He let her have her way just this once and followed her direction. He surged into her until the tip of his cock was as deep as he could get it, with his balls touching her ass.