One by one the males joined me, Corbin already wearing human skin as he walked out of the water, striding straight for me. He knelt, pushed apart my legs, and went to his hands and knees, braced over me. Not touching.
I waited, taking the seconds to let my breaths become even. For my heartbeat to slow. Whatever he wanted, I would give. I was ready to do my duty. Stop playing games. Be the sister to the pack alpha, if that was the role he demanded.
“What am I going to do about you?” he asked softly.
I shivered at his deep, ragged tone. “Whatever you wish.”
He quirked an eyebrow. “You’re conceding the game?”
I didn’t answer, didn’t lift my chin as I would have just hours ago. “I’ll do whatever you need me to do. Take whomever you wish as my mate.”
He bent and kissed my cheek. I blinked against tears.
“No arguments if I give you to Scott?”
“I could learn to love Scott.”
Scott grunted beside me, but he reached for my hand and held it.
“If I chose Mathias, would you be equally as resigned?”
“Not resigned. Accepting. There’s a difference,” I said, a little more starch entering my voice, because I sensed he was toying with me.
And yet, my irritation fled the moment Mathias reached for my other hand.
“If I tell you that they’d already agreed to share you, what then?”
I blinked at the rush of moisture that filled my eyes. “Then I’d count myself lucky to have two strong males to love.”
Both males beside me squeezed my hands. Scott chuckled, but I didn’t dare aim a glare his way, not with Corbin drawing closer.
He bent his head and flicked one beaded tip with his tongue.
Was he going to take me? Have me one last time before he gave me to his friends? I didn’t know if I could bear it. My emotions were becoming raw. I feared I’d unravel and cry, and I didn’t want to show them weakness. The proud wolf inside me demanded I remain strong.
When he drew the tip into his mouth and clamped his teeth around it to tug and chew gently, I closed my eyes. The sensation was too delicious. It caused my skin to prickle up in goose bumps. Had me easing apart my thighs because blood was rushing to my pussy and clit. Soon, my arousal would scent the air.
“Please stop,” I whispered.
Corbin released my nipple but nudged it with his nose. “Why?”
I shook my head.
He moved downward, licking and nipping his way across my ribs, scooting backward on his knees until his face hovered over the juncture of my thighs. I felt his breath against my sex and opened my eyes to find his gaze steady on my face, locking with mine as he reached his tongue to flutter it against my clit. “Bastard,” I ground out.
He grunted, formed a V with his fingers, and spread my folds. Then he penetrated me with two fingers and latched his mouth around my clit. The first strong pull had my toes curling. The second prompted me to raise my knees; my thighs clamped against his cheeks. When he added another finger inside me, I cried out and arched my back, my fingernails biting into the backs of Scott’s and Mathias’s hands.
He lifted his head and shook it, eyes glowing, teeth elongating. “Will you have us all?” he said, his voice rougher and slightly lisping around his fangs.
My heart leapt and pounded so hard I could hear it thud in my ears. “Is that a choice?”
His lips stretched in feral smile. “I’m the pack alpha; I can demand whatever I please, but the elders would be happier if the choice was yours.”
“If you so demand, I’ll lie. I’ll tell them I refused to settle on one.”
He shook his head. “I would know what’s in your heart, Cammi.”
“I think you know my heart better than I do,” I said, my voice thickening.
He came over me, his cock resting against my belly as he slipped a hand beneath my head to cradle it. “I think you love me. But there’s so much fire in you. So much spirit. You’ll need more than one man to satisfy you.”
I wrinkled my nose. “So you think I’m some nympho?”
“No, I think you’re a rare bitch, sweetheart. With enough heart to love three. And since we all want you as wife, and have refused to consider other mates,” he said, aiming glares at his friends who only smiled, “we’ll share you.”
I grinned. “You made a pronouncement.”
He raised his eyebrows. “I would hear you state your choice.”
“I’ll tell you. But first, you have to show me how this will all work.” I waggled my eyebrows, which set Scott laughing.
Mathias shook his head. “She’ll be impossible to tame.”
“We’ll keep her exhausted.”
Corbin’s words—and his slow smile—had me snorting with laughter. “Do you think I’m some weak bitch?”
“No, but you will be.” He knelt and fisted his dick. “The test isn’t finished.”
I took his cue and slowly came to my knees. Then I bent to take his cock into my mouth.
Scott groaned beside me. “Fuck, I want some of that.”
Corbin combed my hair with his fingers, his gaze holding mine. “You’ll get plenty. Won’t he, sweetheart?”
In answer, I pulled away to lick the broad cockhead, making sure Scott had full view of every lap. When I wiggled the tip of my tongue into Corbin’s small slit, Scott growled, palmed my ass, and moved behind me. Before long, I had full appreciation for his largish balls as they banged my clit with every powerful stroke.
I sank over Corbin’s cock, sucking hard, drawing on him, until he fisted my hair and began moving, fucking my mouth in tandem with Scott’s strokes. I was mindless, quivering with excitement, filled with wonder. This would be my future. I’d never want for pleasure. I’d bear wolves for these three powerful males and fucking love every moment. We’d fill our home with pups and love. I’d shower them with affection. My mates would keep us all safe.
When we were spent, I glanced across at Mathias, who rested on an elbow, his cock full and tapping his belly. I gave him a smile. “I will love you,” I said. “I will love you all.”
“Is that your choice?” Corbin growled.
My smile widened, and I arched a brow. “I’ll withhold that declaration for a bit. We still have two days.”
*
When we arrived home, the communal dinner was well underway. Women bustled to fill plates and serve us. I felt no guilt over the fact they waited on me. I was boneless, nearly delirious with happiness. The men had wooed me—together, in pairs, singly—until my body was so tender and sensitive that the breeze sifting through the trees aroused me.
Arnie aimed a glare down the table, his gaze sliding over all of us, perhaps trying to decide which male looked most satisfied, but his frown only deepened as all three males grinned and tucked into their food.
Corbin lifted his chin toward me. His dark gaze told me my time was up.
With Scott, Mathias, and Corbin looking on with pride, I gave Arnie a wink. Perhaps the old man already knew. He winked back.
About Delilah Devlin
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