Claiming Goldilocks

by S Cinders

  CHAPTER 4

  Scarlett squealed as the two men descended on the massive bed flanking her sides. The heat from their bodies had her squirming in her panties. They were both so big, with muscles everywhere, and their eyes glued to her.

  Trevor was intently looking at her face. “You do come here of your own free will?”

  Scarlett knew that her answer would be the defining moment. If she turned them down, she could go back to her old life. But working at Grimm’s Goodies hadn’t made her happy. Scarlett had been in a funk of the same old repetition with the same old customers. She had dated the same men in town, and not one of them had been able to satisfy her.

  Was all of that worth giving up this chance, this crazy opportunity that might just be exactly what she had been searching for without knowing it? For the first time in her life, she felt confident. Scarlett was going to go after what she wanted and to hell with the consequences.

  “I come of my own free will.” Her words were rushed, and each of them noted the flash of light from outside. “Was that the third test?” she asked breathily.

  Evan’s fingers slipped beneath her t-shirt and rubbed the delicate skin while Trevor answered.

  “That was the third test. There is only one remaining for the mating to take place. It has been a long time for me, Little Red, I will try and be gentle, but I’m afraid that once I start, it will be hard to contain myself.”

  Scarlett grabbed the hem of her shirt and yanked it over her head. She had removed her bra and was sitting there only in a thin lace panty.

  “Holy fuck,” Evan muttered just as Trevor cupped her cheeks and drew her lips to his.

  Scarlett found herself being savagely kissed by a master; his tongue delved into her mouth demanding her submission, and she freely gave it. He slanted his lips and pried her mouth further open. It was as if he wanted every piece of her, with nothing held back.

  She whimpered low in her throat, the sensations zipping through her body were both familiar and foreign to her. There was a deep hunger that had been ignited in her belly. Scarlett felt Evan’s hands reach up and cup her breasts.

  It felt so fucking good that she moaned into Trevor’s kiss. His deep growl of approval spurred Evan to continue his ministrations. He began to shape the perfect globes, lightly trace the areola before pinching and twisting her tender tips until Scarlett’s nipples were rock hard.

  The multitude of sensations had Scarlett feeling like she was in another world, another life, where she was uninhibited and could have whatever she wanted.

  Hands came down to rip her panties from her body, and she wasn’t sure who had done it, nor did she care. Her lips felt bruised and swollen from Trevor’s kiss as he broke off to lick the slender column of her throat.

  He turned Scarlett then, and Evan was now in front of her. Scarlett saw that he had removed his clothing and was every bit as blessed as Trevor.

  “Taste her,” Trevor barked out, “Tell me what our Little Red tastes like.”

  Evan slid her thighs apart, and they both groaned as the scent of her arousal filled the air. It was rich and sweet and called to them. He dipped his head, nipping and biting at her flat stomach and rounded hips.

  Trevor had settled Scarlett between his legs and tipped her head to the side so that he could suck and lick her neck as he played with her generous breasts. He also wanted to watch Evan lick their mate. She was theirs, and he wanted her to know that in every way shape or form.

  Evan licked her tentatively across her swollen pussy, and Scarlett moaned low in her throat.

  “Part her folds,” Trevor demanded, “I want to see her pretty pink pussy as you pleasure her.”

  Evan did as he was told, and her scent thickened in the air. His broad tongue lapped at her soaking folds, stroking her languidly as if he had all the time in the world. Evan flicked at her clit but didn’t give her enough to send her flying. Only enough to cause her core to weep with need.

  “Please,” Scarlett was shocked when she heard her own voice. She had never been one to be very vocal during sex. But right here, right now, she desperately wanted Evan to go harder, plunge deeper. She didn’t want sweet and playful. She wanted to be fucked.

  Evan’s fingers played with her slit. “What do you want, Scarlett?”

  His voice had deepened, and she saw the animal just below the surface.

  “Eat me,” she cried out, “Fuck me, I need more!”

  Trevor growled, his hands tightening on her breasts and pulling until it was almost painful. Another gush of liquid from her pussy coated Evan’s face as he did as she asked.

  He was intent this time, the strokes insistent, mimicking what he wanted to be doing with his cock. As he ate at her pussy, Trevor reached down and rubbed her tiny nub. She shattered in their arms, convulsing, and crying out their names as she rode through the best orgasm of her life.

  In seconds, Scarlett found herself up on all fours. Evan’s dick was near her face, and she reached her tongue out instinctively to try and lick it. He groaned and brought his massive cock closer to her mouth.

  Trevor used his long finger to check and see if Scarlett was ready to take him and wasn’t disappointed with what he found. “You are so fucking wet, Little Red, you want us, and you want it bad.”

  “Yes, Trevor,” she cried out, “Please fuck me! Let me taste Evan’s dick. I want you both so badly to be inside of me.”

  He didn’t need further encouragement, Evan thrust his dick into her mouth making her stretch wide as his girth was almost too much for her to bear. At the same moment, Trevor rammed into her soaked pussy. She was wet, but nothing could prepare her for his size as he stretched her painfully.

  Scarlett cried out and sucked harder on the cock inside of her mouth. She felt tears begin to form in her eyes and tried hollowing out her throat so that she could take Evan even deeper.

  Trevor didn’t waste any time. He grabbed her hips and began to thrust. The tightness of her pussy was making him see stars as he rammed into her again and again. He had never known anything like this before in his life.

  Evan had wrapped her long red hair around his fist so that he could watch her sucking. He wasn’t sure how long he could last. Her mouth was so hot, and the sounds that she made as Trevor fucked her was almost more than Evan could take.

  Scarlett felt her pussy begin to tighten even further around Trevor’s cock. He was rubbing high and tight, and she knew that she was teetering on the edge of another release.

  Trevor’s grasp on her hips was punishing. He loved the way that her back arched as he fucked her. He loved the way that her tits bounced with every thrust and he especially loved the way that her pussy seemed to be made for him. She would be the perfect mate for the friends. That much was obvious.

  He traced the small puckered hole of her ass and felt her flinch in surprise. And then to his amazement, she pushed her hips harder against his cock. Trevor rubbed the rosebud and his thrusts became wild.

  Evan couldn’t hold back any longer and shot his load right down Scarlett’s throat. She tried to swallow as much as she could, but her own release was upon her, and suddenly she was spasming around Trevor, her pussy launching into a massive orgasm that had them both seeing stars.

  Ribbons of cum spurted from Trevor's massive dick, deep inside of her womb. Evan watched with hooded eyes as Trevor slammed into her twice more before pulling out.

  Scarlett was so fucking sexy with Evan’s cum on her cheek and Trevor’s leaking out of her pussy. There was a final flash of light. The Moon Goddess had accepted the mating. Little Red now belonged to the big bad wolves.

  Evan ran a bath for her and Trevor stood in the bathroom and watched while Evan helped her wash up. Her body was sore everywhere, but in a delicious way that Scarlett had never felt before.

  Her eyes were starting to close on their own accord, and she gratefully lay down on Trevor’s massive bed. Scarlett was so worn out that she hardly realized that both men had climbed in beside her. Sh
e smiled sleepily at them and sleep took her.

  EPILOGUE

  There would be tales in the village about what had happened that night. When asked, Scarlett’s mother Janet would only smile and say that Scarlett had been out taking goodies to someone’s grandmother. It wasn’t until later when Scarlett was seen in town that the truth of the matter came to light.

  The villagers would stare in shock as a very pregnant Scarlett was escorted about by two huge gorgeous men that doted on her every whim. Some would say that she was dabbling in something illicit, her eyes were too big they would say. She had gotten too greedy, others whispered. Her handsome lovers had tricked her, a few would add, although secretly they all watched the threesome with wistfulness.

  The happiness that radiated from Scarlett was almost a tangible thing. She was no longer the sad baker’s daughter. And Little Red no longer cared what conventions or society said was right or wrong. Her small family of three soon grew to four and then a year later, five. Three summers following their second son the twins arrived. Their last baby was born eight years after that fateful night.

  Each cub was a boy, something that Scarlett later learned was common in werewolves. As they grew and went off to seek mates of their own some stayed together, and others traveled far and wide. But for years to come, every member of the family would return home to celebrate the night when their mother, Little Red, met their fathers, the big bad wolves.

  Grandma Mara would arrive with her three mates and croon about how she had arranged the entire thing with Janet.

  Trevor would say something inappropriate about wanting to gobble her up, and Evan would sneak in as many kisses as Scarlett would allow. Trevor, not to be outdone, would lay one on Scarlett so passionate that the boys would roll their eyes at their parent’s antics. Some would say that Little Red was ruined that day all those years ago, but Scarlett knew the truth.

  That was the night when she was truly found. Looking up into the sky Scarlett thanked the Moon Goddess, and a final flash of light flooded the sky.

  Also by S. Cinders

  Dark Fairy Tales

  Claiming Goldilocks: Tales From the Three Bears

  Standalone

  Arrogant son of a Bridget

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  About the Author

  S. Cinders began writing romance novels as a teenager. Instead of paying attention in class, she was busy scribbling out scenes in spiral notebooks to entertain her friends.

  A lifetime later, or one marriage, three children and eleven different moves across the country. S. Cinders decided to try her hand at writing again.

  She currently has over twenty titles and is a best selling author on the Radish App.

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