by Becca Van
Sam gasped when another smack landed on her bottom. She bit her lip to hold back the moan bubbling up in her chest. How the hell can I get turned on by a spanking? Every time Justin’s hand landed on her butt, he then soothed his palm over the heat. She was so turned on that she was only vaguely aware that she was arching her hips up into his touch.
“Turn her over,” Justin commanded.
Sam found herself turned over, propped up on pillows so the wound on her back was protected. Her gaze met Justin’s heated stare, and she felt singed right down to her toes.
“Do you have any idea how fucking sexy you are?” he rasped.
“See there. That’s what I mean. You are such a f…hypocrite. How come you’re allowed to swear and if I do I get a spanking?”
“Because we aren’t as good with words as you are, honey. We also know that you like to be dominated and a spanking turns you on. You are so full of fire and passion, Sam. Do you think we don’t see that? We see your fire every time you look at us. And don’t tell me you didn’t goad us on purpose. You love what we do to you, don’t you, honey?”
“How the hell would you know what I like and don’t like? You’ve only ever taken me once,” she said breathily.
“That sounds like another challenge to me, Justin. What do you think?” Roan inquired, giving her a lascivious smile and wink.
“I think you’re right. You have no idea what you’ve just done, honey. I hope you’re up to facing the consequences.” He then leaned down over her, wrapped his arms around her legs, and opened them wide.
“Oh God,” she managed to get out just before Justin’s mouth met her pussy.
Sam cried out as Justin’s tongue swept through her wet slit, and she bowed up off the bed.
“Hold her still, damn it. I don’t want her pulling those stitches.” She sobbed as his breath and the vibrations of his voice contacting with her pussy made her shiver.
“I want your cock. Give it to me now,” she demanded in a husky voice.
“Bring her down to me,” Justin commanded.
Sam whimpered as she was moved down the bed until her head was just below the middle and her feet were resting against the foot of the bed frame. Lifting her head with curiosity, she felt Chet and Roan move off the bed and glanced over to see they were each removing their clothes. Her gaze connected with Justin’s, and she let her eyes wander over his naked body, wondering when he had removed his own garments. Getting on the bed beside her with his head near her feet, he pulled her over onto her side until her face was level with his crotch, all the while protecting her back.
“I need to feel your mouth on me, honey,” he rasped. He held the base of his hard dick and brushed the head over her lips.
Inhaling his musky scent and spying the drop of fluid on the tip, she leant forward and licked over his slit. He rewarded her by groaning loudly, and then he lowered his head back to her pussy. Mewling with delight at this new position and the pleasure of having his tongue sliding through her folds, she opened her mouth and sucked him in.
“Oh, fuck yeah! That’s it, Sam. Shit! Your mouth feels like heaven, honey. Suck me down,” Justin moaned.
With his flavor exploding on her tongue, she hollowed her cheeks and began to greedily suckle on the tip of his cock. Moaning around his hard flesh, she began to move her mouth up and down his length as he laved her clit. Justin made sexy growling sounds as he lapped up her cream, and she bobbed her head over his cock faster, determined to make him climax before she did.
Only vaguely aware of the mattress dipping behind her, she concentrated on giving him as much pleasure as he was giving her but froze when another set of hands began to massage the cheeks of her ass. Releasing Justin’s cock with a pop, she turned her head and looked over her shoulder to find Roan there.
“What are you doing?” she asked breathlessly.
“I’m getting you ready, sweetness,” he replied in a deep, gravelly voice.
“Ready for what?”
“We are all going to take you at the same time, Sam. Now, turn back around and suck Justin’s cock,” he directed and gave her ass a playful tap.
“I don’t…”
“Do you trust us, honey?” Justin asked.
“Yes.”
“Then just relax and let us take care of you. We won’t hurt you, darlin’,” Chet said from above her, and she tilted her head back to see him staring at her as he lay across the top of the bed.
She groaned loudly when Justin lowered his head back to her pussy, licking over her clit, and she took his cock back into her mouth. Arching her hips toward him when he slid a digit into her vagina and lightly sucked on her sensitive bundle of nerves, she laved the underside of his cock with her tongue. Hearing him moan with pleasure only made her more determined to send him into climax, but she stilled again as Roan pushed the tip of a finger into her ass.
She whimpered around Justin’s cock as nerves she hadn’t known existed zinged pulses of electrical sparks through her body.
“Don’t tense up, sweetness. Let me in. Take a deep breath, Sam,” Roan crooned to her. “That’s it. God, you’re so fucking sexy. Try to push my finger out. Oh yeah. See? Your body craves having something in your ass now.”
Beside herself with hunger, Sam couldn’t believe the pleasurable sensations running through her. Roan’s finger was now all the way inside her ass, and with Justin’s in her pussy, she felt so full and needy.
“Two fingers now, sweet. Yes, that’s it, try and push me out. Fuck! Her ass is so tight, I can’t wait to feel what it’s going to do to my cock,” Roan rasped.
“Stop, honey,” Justin growled and pulled his hips away from her, her mouth making a popping sound as she released him.
“Why did you stop?”
“Because I was too close to coming, and I want to be buried in your hot, tight pussy when I do.”
“I have three fingers in her now. She’s ready.”
Sam was about to sit up, but three sets of hands stopped her.
“Just relax, darlin’. We’ll do all the work and take care of you,” Chet said through clenched teeth.
She looked up at him, and the hunger in his eyes made her burn even more. Sam was so horny, her body was one big aching mass of nerves and her pussy was leaking copious amounts of her juices.
Justin maneuvered until he was sitting on the side of the bed. He lifted her up using his powerful muscles and brought her onto his lap, until she was straddling his thighs, facing him.
“We’ll take this nice and slow, honey. Tell us if it’s too much for you to handle. Okay?”
Sam gave a nod and then closed her eyes as he slowly lowered her onto his hard cock. She moaned with delight as her cunt enveloped his erection. Justin took his time with her. He didn’t surge into her with one pump, but instead he thrust his hips slowly, slipping his cock in and out of her, gaining depth with every move. When he was embedded in her vagina, his dick touching her cervix, he pulled her tight against his chest. The feel of her nipples brushing against his chest hair made her groan.
Another pair of hands smoothed over her shoulders and down to her back, being careful not to touch her injury, until they reached her ass. Kneading the globes of her butt, Roan kissed her on the shoulder and bent until his head was next to hers, his chin resting on her shoulder.
“I’ll take things easy with you, sweetness, but don’t hesitate to tell me to stop if you need to. All right?” Roan whispered against her ear.
Sam shivered as his warm, moist breath caressed her sensitive skin, and since she didn’t think she could answer just now, she nodded instead.
“Take a deep breath, Sam, and hold it. When you exhale, push back against me, sweetheart.” His voice had a deep cadence.
Closing her eyes tight, she did what he said and pushed back. The head of his cock began to push against her anus, and then he popped through her tight sphincter muscle.
“Breathe in again, sweetness, and push back once more,” Roan told her
.
“Open your eyes, honey,” Justin demanded.
She looked up at Justin, her internal muscles clenching in reaction to the heat she saw in his gaze as he looked at her.
“You are so gorgeous, Sam. Just relax and let us pleasure you.” Justin gasped, holding her hips firmly.
“Fuck! Your ass is so tight, sweetheart, but by God you feel so fucking good,” Roan rasped.
“It burns,” Sam moaned.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No! I need you, all of you, to love me. Shit, you make me feel so good.”
“We’ve only just started, darlin’,” Chet’s voice rumbled from beside her.
Looking up and to the side, she found that Chet was kneeling on the bed beside her, stroking his cock in the palm of his hand. Licking her lips, she imagined what he tasted like, and the thought ramped up her desire even more.
“Do you want my cock in that sweet mouth, darlin’?”
“Yes, move closer,” she urged him.
“I’m all the way in, sweetness. How are you feeling?” Roan moaned.
“Like I’m stuffed full of cock.” She giggled breathlessly.
“You’re such a sassy little thing. Open your mouth for me, Sam,” Chet demanded and brushed the tip of his hard cock against her lips.
Not needing to be told twice, she opened her mouth and licked all around the crown of his cock. Loving the taste and wanting more, she sucked him in as far as she could handle and began to bob up and down his length, paying particular attention to the sensitive spot she had found on Justin’s cock when she had gone down on him.
“Oh yeah, darlin’, that feels so good,” Chet groaned.
She moaned around Chet’s dick when Justin lifted her slightly from his lap and thrust his rod up into her cunt. As he withdrew again, Roan slid from her ass then surged back in. With every pump of their hips she bobbed her head, keeping in time with them while sucking on Chet’s penis.
Every time they advanced and retreated, sending shards of pleasure coursing through her body, they increased the pace. She kept up with them and hollowed out her cheeks with every pass over Chet’s cock and slurped back down over his flesh, trying to take him to the back of her throat.
“You don’t need to do that, darlin’,” Chet moaned. “Don’t go too far. What you’re doing so far feels like heaven.”
She mewled around his dick as Justin and Roan ramped up the speed of their cocks, shuttling in and out of her ass and pussy. Never had she felt such exquisite friction or such a deep connection to three people in her life. Her heart filled with joy as they made love with her tenderly and gave her hope for the future. Tears of emotion pricked her eyeballs, and her breath hitched in her chest when she inhaled through her nose. A lump of happiness formed in her heart, and she gasped around Chet’s penis. The emptiness she had carried around for so long slowly dissipated until she was so full her emotions began to bubble over. Warmth permeated her pussy and womb, travelling up to her chest and filling her soul.
Justin shifted a hand from her hips, tweaked a nipple between his finger and thumb, then caressed all the way down to her slit. He tapped lightly on her clit, sending waves of molten lava through her extremities, and then he gently squeezed her little nubbin and sent her over the edge into bliss.
Sam screamed, the sound muffled by Chet’s cock still in her mouth, shaking and jerking uncontrollably as she climaxed.
“Get ready, Sam. I’m gonna come,” Chet rumbled.
His cock swelled and jerked in her mouth, and she swallowed rapidly as his cum spewed from the tip of his penis, onto her tongue, and down her throat. Just as he pulled away, Roan and Justin began pounding in and out of her holes, their skin making slapping sounds as their bodies connected with hers. Justin squeezed a little more firmly on her clit. Throwing her head back, she screamed long and loud as another wave of nirvana swept over her, sending her into another climax. Roan yelled as he thrust his cock into her ass, his motion freezing as he held her hip firmly in one hand. Feeling his penis pulsing deep inside her only enhanced her own pleasure. Justin followed a moment later, shouting out as he spilled his seed into her cunt.
Spasms continued to rock her body, her pussy and ass quaking until finally the last wave died. Slumping against Justin, she closed her eyes and sighed with satiation.
“I love you, honey.” Sam heard Justin’s declaration, and then his two brothers repeated his words, but she was already sinking into the land of Nod and could only smile in return.
Chapter Twelve
Finished with collecting dirty glass and other dishes, Sam headed back to the kitchen. The whole back end of the Aztec Club was spotlessly clean, and the kitchen was a chef’s dream. She had just found out that the club had been rebuilt only recently. Keira’s brother had tried to kill her to get ahold of her money and had set the club on fire and then kidnapped her.
Trouble seemed to follow the women who were fated to be mates of the men of the Friess Pack. She’d heard Michelle’s and Talia’s stories as well, and even though it made her feel a little better to know she wasn’t the only one to bring trouble to town, she still wasn’t comfortable knowing she was putting others in danger.
Roan gave her a smile and wink as he passed by, and a few moments later, Chet following after his brother, caught her eye, and grinned at her. Sam loaded the dishwasher, washed her hands, and went back to cook the next order up. At the moment the menu offered only the usual fare such as burgers and fries, but she had plans to offer much healthier and more appetizing food. She would have to run it by her mates and probably the Alphas as well, but she had big plans for this place now that her men had relented and let her return.
It had been nearly four weeks since Gerard had attacked her in the pack house. It had taken a lot of persuasion on her part to get back in this kitchen. Now that she was comfortable with the men in her life being werewolves, the rest of the pack had relaxed, too, and she didn’t jump or startle when a wolf came across her path any longer. She had actually gone to watch her mates and pack members shift on the night of a full moon, and even though she had been embarrassed at first, forgetting everyone would have to remove their clothes, the sight of a nude body now no longer made her cheeks turn pink.
Ringing the bell to let the other waitstaff know the order was up, she looked for the next one, but the hooks were empty. Glancing at her watch, she realized it was now after ten p.m. and no more food orders would be taken, so she set about cleaning up.
It took Sam just under an hour to clean the kitchen until it was sparkling, and since she had been working from midday, her feet were aching. She grabbed a bottle of water and made her way toward the back door. She just needed a quiet moment to breathe in some fresh country air. Slipping through the rear door, she sat down on the step and sipped at her beverage.
Hearing a shuffle of feet against the concrete in the alley, she looked intently into the darkness. Her eyesight was a lot better since she had been claimed by her mates, and even though she couldn’t see who it was, she could make out the silhouette of a tall male walking toward her. Sam stood and reached out behind her, feeling for the door handle as she stepped back into the door. Just as her hand met the cool metal of the knob, the male leapt toward her and pulled her against him. Squeaking with fright, she looked up into the demonic, evil eyes of Gerard Long. She opened her mouth to scream. No more than a squeak emerged before it was muffled by his large hand covering her mouth and nose.
Dropping the bottle, she twisted and pushed against him, using all the strength she could muster, but he was much larger and stronger than she was, so her efforts were futile. Spreading her legs to regain her balance, she lifted her knee, aiming for his crotch, but he moved quickly and she only connected with his thigh.
“Nice try, you little bitch. You’ll pay for that,” he said coldly.
Sam fought against him, but nothing she did seemed to make a difference. She was beginning to feel lightheaded and brought her hands up t
o claw at the hand covering her mouth and nose. Just as stars began to form before her eyes, she used her mind and called to her mates.
“Roan, Chet, Justin, help me,” she screamed into their mind link as a prick stabbed into her neck, just before her body slumped and she passed out.
* * * *
“Sam, where are you?” Justin asked frantically. “Sam?”
“Fuck! What the hell is going on? Where is she?” Roan said through their link.
Justin and his brothers hurried out from behind the bar, heedless of the fact they had customers to serve.
“She’s not in the kitchen?” Chet asked as he passed.
“She’s not in the office either,” Roan said. “Where the hell could she be?”
“For fuck’s sake. Both of you calm down and use your wolf senses. She’s outside.” Justin urgently followed their mate’s scent.
“What the hell is she doing outside? We told her not to go anywhere without letting us know first. I am going to paddle her ass when we find her,” Chet said vehemently.
“We have to find her first.” Justin desperately sniffed the air near the back door to the club. “I can smell human male mixed with her, and the scent is familiar. It’s the same smell she had on her after she was stabbed.”
“It has to be that motherfucker, Long.”
“I’m going to change and see if my wolf can get a fix on Sam.” Justin quickly began to remove his clothes. “Keep a watch out, and if anyone comes near, make sure they don’t see me.”
“Sam, can you hear me, darlin’?” Chet called to their mate through their mental link. “Fucking hell. Nothing. What has that bastard done to her?”
“Take it easy, Chet. You have to get ahold of yourself. We need to keep cool heads if we are going to find our mate and have her back in our arms,” Roan said quietly.
“I have her scent, and I can smell a chemical of some sort. I think he’s drugged her. I’m going to see which way they went.” Justin leapt away and disappeared out of the alley. He followed the trail to where a car had been parked. Sniffing the ground, he chuffed with frustration, knowing he wouldn’t be able to track any further. He looked around, making sure no one saw him in his wolf form, and headed back to his brothers.