Claiming Kristen

by Jenny Penn

  The tongue dancing deep inside her began to roll and plunge, fucking into her with greater and greater speed. It mutated the pressure coming from her ass into a beautiful tension that had her twisting to attain a little more. He gave it to her, widening her back sheath with another and then another finger until she felt impaled on rapture’s peak.

  Everything blurred as those amazing fingers began to move. Kristen screamed as her mate began to fuck her twice over in a ceaseless rhythm of push and pull, rotating front to back with no relief in either direction. She just grew tenser, more desperate. Then, in one blinding moment, his fingers pressed down as his tongue pushed up. Both hit a sweet spot that had her body shattering.

  The reality of the world around her ripped apart as the pleasure holding her captive vaulted her up into the heavens. The sensation flashed through rapture to project her beyond the captivating brilliance of the heavens.

  Threatened by the fear that all her control had been shredded, her mind began to revolt with apprehension at the warm, liquid utopia drowning her body in its sweet embrace. Her anxiety didn’t have a chance to shred the beauty of the moment. A protective, cosseting, masculine presence wrapped around her to fill her with a strangely comforting sense of security and strength.

  The warm scent of her mate soothed over the ragged threads of her sanity while his smooth, deep voice worked over the frayed edges of her control. He whispered dirty, dark, forbidden desires that twined around her, filling her mind with erotic images that heightened the ecstatic pleasures thrumming through her body.

  “I can smell your pussy, the sweet odor of your release. You think that felt good, wait until I bury my head between your soft thighs and devour that sweet flesh. I’m going to stretch you out across my bed, tie you down, and then feast on you for hours.”

  Hours? Endure this kind of insanity for hours? Kristen swallowed, having no doubt the man meant what he said.

  * * * * That was the man talking. The wolf let Jakob speak only because it thrived on his pledge. For hours, the beast growled back, wanting that moment to be now. There wasn’t time, not with the musk driving all the blood into Jakob’s balls. His cock had swollen so painfully thick he almost feared he would burst if he didn’t claim his mate soon.

  Later, though, when he wouldn’t be rushed or hurried, Jakob would show Kristen no mercy as he unleashed the wolf to devour his mate’s delicious cunt. She would scream with pleasure and beg him for mercy, but Jakob would show her none. He wouldn’t stop until she was a limp rag doll, completely obedient to his every command. When her only desire was to see to every perverted need he’d ever had, then Jakob would show her true ecstasy.

  “I’m going to own your body, your soul, and this pussy will call me master forever after.” He growled out that pledge, taking possession of her weeping folds with his hand. He split them wide and held her open for his brother’s pleasure.

  Kort’s mouth had not relinquished the sweet treat of her cunt, but still lapped at it, tasting every last bit of the release he’d gifted her with. Still their mate creamed, whimpering and twisting in Jakob’s arms as her body shuddered, unable to recover from her climax with her body still so tense in anticipation of another.

  They’d give her many more before they finished the night and take many for themselves, as well. Jakob couldn’t wait until it was his turn to join their mate in the gasping, writhing storm of release. As oldest, he’d gotten the right of first claim to any part of their mate he wanted. Enduring the sensual bump and grind of the lush globes of her ass, teasing the erection he still kept restrained behind his zipper, Jakob knew just what he wanted.

  The beast that had been relentlessly driving his every action howled in pain of having to wait to claim its prize. Pain lanced up his fingers as, for a second, his nails stretched into claws. Jakob struggled to keep the beast from ripping his jeans out of the way. Once he lost that last barrier, there would be no constraining the wolf’s most primitive urges.

  He couldn’t let it free, not until Jakob knew Kristen would scream in ecstasy at his invasion. Needing that assurance, Jakob forced his fingers back into blunt, smooth tips that could tickle down Kristen’s sides without scratching her. Still appearing lost in his brother’s kiss, his little mate never knew how close she’d driven him to the edge.

  Sliding his palm around the voluptuous curve of her ass, he sent his fingers down to discover the already lubricated entrance to her ass. Then Jakob showed Kristen just how savage she made him feel. Thrusting three fingers right up into her, he fucked a gasp right out of his little mate. Kristen squealed and squirmed around his fingers, her muscles tightening as she moaned out a simple plea.

  “More.” Kurt’s growl at that demand echoed through the thin wall separating her pussy from her back sheath. Jakob pressed back into the sound, massaging her channel with the same relentless motion used to lick up into their mate’s cunt. Squeals erupted from Kristen as she jerked and writhed, her motions becoming as aggressive as her demands.

  “Please! More.” Jakob couldn’t control her and had to abandon his grip on her pussy to flatten his palm over her stomach. He felt the soft brush of his brother’s hair against his arm as Kort shot to his feet. Then he could feel his twin’s fingers grinding back against his as he screwed Kristen back into Jakob’s touch.

  She couldn’t take any more. Kristen sobbed that fact over and over again as her legs kicked out in a frantic attempt to climb Kort and the clearest sign yet that their mate was ready to be claimed. Taking too much delight in making her beg, Jakob didn’t answer her call.

  Neither did Kort. Jakob could hear the slurp and rasp of Kort feasting on her breasts and envied his brother such a delicious treat. Not that it mattered much. Kristen tasted delightful no matter where he licked. Nuzzling his face into the curve of her neck, Jakob let his mate’s scent feed the wolf’s ferocity, fueling the strength it lent his hand as he fucked his mate harder, faster, widening her in preparation for the thickest treat he had to give her.

  With the steady pulse of her vein thumping beneath his tongue and the image of filling her with every burning inch of his cock flooded his head, Jakob felt his fangs lengthen long enough to scrape over her skin. But she hadn’t agreed yet.

  That was the one vow he’d taken before giving in to the beast’s demand for its mate. Kristen had to accept his claiming. The willingness was there in her words. They just weren’t the right ones. She’d have to be led to them. Jakob didn’t see anything wrong with that.

  “Please.” Kristen shuddered, convulsing with her need. Jakob could feel every one of her tight muscles trembling under the strain as she clawed at Kort, constantly begging for more. “More what?” Jakob growled against her ear, making her cry out in denial as his hand abandoned her ass.

  “No. No, don’t stop!”

  Heedless of her plea, Jakob split her cheeks wide enough to grind his erection along the sweet trail that divided them. “You sure this isn’t want you want?”

  “Oh, God, yes,” Kristen panted. Her muscles tensed, clamping down until her ass clung to his hard length in a tempting offer that had the beast inside him flexing forward into the tight heaven awaiting him.

  “Then that’s what you’ll have,” Jakob vowed. “I’ll feed you every inch of me until you’re so packed full of cock you don’t know where we end and you begin. Heaven have mercy on you, girl, then, because I’m going to ride you hard and fast, deep and rough until you come apart at the seams. But that kind of pleasure only belongs to one woman. Are you sure that’s you?”

  “Please let it be,” Kristen whispered back with such strained hope that Jakob actually found a smile.

  “Then you’re willing to be claimed as our mate?”

  “I…I…oh, more,” Kristen growled back with the ferocity of a true she-wolf. Jakob felt the strength surge into her body as she bucked harder in arrogant demand. Over the rim of her shoulder, Jakob saw Kort nip her tit for issuing such a challenge. His teeth gleamed white in the fai
nt light as they held her nipple captive while he growled in loud enough warning to have their mate settling back down.

  “Please,” Kristen whimpered, twining her fingers in Kort’s hair to tug on his head. “Kiss me again.”

  Kort responded by jerking free and rising to his full height to glower down at their mate. Jakob could see the hollow glow of the beast shining in his twin’s gaze. It snarled out of him, making his tone rough and raw. “Are you willing to be claimed?”

  “Will you give me more?” Kristen trembled in Jakob’s grasp, whispering back her reply in a broken breath. It sent a whiplash of warmth racing through him. The tender emotions blunted the harder edges of the beast’s lust, making Jakob’s own voice soft and soothing as he answered.

  “We will give you all that you want. Will you accept our claim?”

  She held him breathless for a long pause before her answer slipped out, a barely there sound. “Yes.”

  Chapter 4The second the word fell from her lips, the air around her shattered with the loud roar of male wolves going into battle before being pierced with a scream. The high-pitched shriek shot straight out of her stomach as her whole body detonated with the sudden invasion of two, long supple tongues.

  Ripped from the heat and hardness that kept her caged, Kristen swayed between the two sets of hands that had settled on her hips when both men had sunk to their knees. Their fingers bit painfully into her flesh, holding her up as she swayed and cried out at the indecent decadence they forced on her.

  So soft and quick, the twin tongues filling her ass and pussy danced over the sensitized wall separating her passage, sending flares of glorious, sparkling showers shooting up her spine and making her breath catch as her screams choked off into harsh gasps. Kristen could feel the rapture searing through every cell in her body, clenching her muscles with anticipation for the coming final explosion.

  Then the slick invader savaging her pussy tickled over the sweetest spot, her body unleashing a squeal from Kristen at the sudden whiplash of ecstasy cracked over her. He did it again and again, pressing the length of his tongue back against his brother’s as they milked every last soul-popping zing out of her climax and sent her screaming over the edge of sanity.

  The smacking laps of beasts devouring their meal grumbled into snarls that echoed against her sensitive flesh in warning that they’d not even begun to satiate their hunger. Kristen didn’t care. She didn’t give a shit about anything in that moment but letting the euphoria shining through her body try to lift her right off her feet.

  Her mates, though, weighted her down, anchoring her to reality, where she drifted downward instead of up. Pulled by gravity and directed by strong, callused hands, Kristen felt herself sinking not onto the floor but over a pair of hard, rough, denim-covered knees and directly onto the harder, thick shaft of a cock.

  Her thighs shifted, instinctively making room for the bulbous head that brushed over her pussy. It pressed against her clit, sending a shower of almost painful sparkles of pleasure through her pussy. Kristen didn’t know if she could endure any more, but she knew she couldn’t deny her body’s thirst for this final act of consummation.

  With a little push and a sigh, she caved, melting down over him until she’d collapsed against his chest. The slow motion settled the hard cock stretching her wide that tiny bit further into her pussy, making her moan at the warmth spreading out of her womb. Thicker, longer than any cock she’d ever known, the satin-covered dick stretched her wider, igniting nerve endings that had never been charged before.

  The sizzling tingles buzzing out of her cunt were too addictive not to indulge, and her hips rolled, flexed, chasing after each mindblowing rivulet as she rolled the heated dick filling her over the ultrasensitive walls of her pussy. Faster and faster she swung her hips until her ass lifted, and she’d have started to hump and grind as the primitive instinct in her body demanded.

  Kristen wanted to fuck, needed to, would do whatever it took, even doing the deed herself. Big hands clamped around her waist, holding her motions still. Kristen growled over the contrary grip and bit down on the side of her mate’s neck.

  “Frustrating, isn’t it, baby?” The man chuckled. “To want something so bad and be denied.”

  * * * *

  She bit him harder and jerked against his hold. All Kristen succeeded in doing was amusing him even more as he pulled farther backward. The hands on her waist kept her following him until she was seated on him with her knees bent while he stretched out over the floor.

  “Go on and bite me if it helps, but things are about to feel a whole lot better.”

  A second set of hands palming her ass cheeks left no doubt about just what he meant. Kristen’s eyes fluttered open as her mouth went slack. For a moment every single one of her inhibitions raced through her, tensing her body with fear for the first time instead of pleasure. Almost as quickly as the emotions swamped through her, they evaporated under the sudden growls of her mates.

  Whatever womanly indignations or objections that might have popped into her head, they were instantly overruled by her wolf’s response to males snarling out warnings at her. It had her head bowing as it sought to soothe her mates. Burrowing her face into the side of the male pinning her along his hardened shaft, she whimpered out her submission, letting her body go lax as she gave herself over to their command for their pleasure and hers.

  Through the mist of primitive lusts fogging her vision, Kristen’s gaze locked on a pair of boots resting in the kitchen doorway while she felt the cool, sticky feel of a finger slipping between her ass to press into her channel. Slowly her muscles relaxed around the finger preparing her with long swipes that left her ass tingling with a spicy kind of pleasure.

  Kristen couldn’t help the heavy pants that started to roll through her body as she rocked her hips, loving the wicked feeling of a cock grinding against her pussy with a finger rubbing back. All that friction sent delightful swells of bliss rolling up her spine, arching her head back enough to catch the legs sticking out of the boots.

  There were going to be three of them? Even as she felt the hard slide of a cock down her split cheeks, her eyes rose over the long, thick, denim-clad legs. Her eyes traced over the taut, smooth planes of a wide, T-shirt-covered chest as she felt the thick, rounded head lodge against her back opening. Deep, dark chocolate eyes captured hers just as she felt the painful pressure of being overstuffed by cock.

  The thick, bulbous head pressing against the tight ring of muscles finally pushed through, and just like that the thickest inch of dick Kristen had ever ridden forged into her ass. In that blinding second, she forgot all about anything but trying to breathe as the pressure of taking in two cocks at once almost overwhelmed her.

  Then they shifted, rubbing against each other and trapping the thin wall that separated them in a grinding motion that sent a fireball of pleasure ricocheting through Kristen. Gasping out a deep-throated pant, she jerked under the exhilarating blast. Her whole body pulsed with it, tensing then relaxing and letting that one delicious inch of dick slip back until her ass felt on fire with the pressure of his cock head stretching her open again.

  Before Kristen could squeal out over that fact, he forged in, treating her to an extra inch as he began to twist his hips again, raining down another wave of molten ecstasy over her. It was too much, but not nearly enough, and no amount of wiggling made any kind of difference.

  Her mates were going to do this their way, at their speed, and in that moment it felt like an injustice to Kristen. She’d given them her pledge, given them her body, and all they did was toy with her.

  The woman wanted to rile at them, demand that they stop tormenting her with this slow, teasing penetration, but the wolf would not allow it. It feared displeasing its mates in any way and accepted their slow claiming as her due.

  Panting out little mews, Kristen gave in to the urge to burrow her lips deeper into the curve of her mate’s neck. Offering him her submission with soothing licks, she got d
runk on the sweaty taste of his flesh and forgot herself for a moment. Of their own volition, her fangs lengthened, scraping over his neck with enough nip at the end to make the male curse.

  “Shit!”

  Her mate jerked, bouncing his cock out of rhythm and making her pussy explode with the most delightful sensations as the thick head rubbed heavily against her sweet spot for barely a second. It was enough to leave her snarling and taking another nibble in the hope of jarring him again.

  “Damnit, woman! Stop biting me.” There was enough strain in his tone to warn her that his patience had come to an end. Only Kristen suspected that his anger would lead to her delight, which was just how she wanted to finish this argument.

  “Then fuck me already,” Kristen dared to instruct him, enforcing her command with another sucking kiss that ended in the hard pinch of her teeth.

  “Fine. Give it to her, Jakob.”

  Before Kristen could wonder at what that barked order meant, her world exploded. With one single thrust, the cock behind her impaled her ass with its full length and sent a lance of pained ecstasy searing up her spine. Kristen arched under the impact, releasing a howl at bearing the pressure of two fully engorged dicks filling her body.

  “Oh, God, baby. So damn tight.”

  Too damn tight, because Kristen was sure she’d burst with even the slightest amount of motion. That didn’t stop her body from shifting with a feral need to test the limits of this newfound pleasure. The small motion unleashed a rolling cluster of sparkling bubbles that boiled up her spine, popping all the way and releasing waves of rapture that rushed back down toward her pelvis and had her jerking anew.

  “Hold still, baby.”