Isabel and the Wolf: (Part 4)

by Ariana Hawkes

“Bella, do you really mean that?”

  “I do.”

  “Și eu te iubesc,” he said.

  “You’re going to have to help me out with that.”

  “It means, and I love you too,” He brought his mouth close to hers and kissed her lips. She kissed him back fiercely, grasping at his hair with both hands. She sighed. It’d been so long since she’d felt his kiss, and she missed it, a lot.

  There was a cough behind her, and she pulled away from Peter.

  “Sorry to interrupt you lovebirds,” came Jed’s voice. Isabel looked into his eyes, trying to read his expression. Was he hurt? Jealous? She couldn’t tell. The amber showed in his eyes, yet his expression was inscrutable. Making a spontaneous decision, she did the bravest thing she’d ever done in her life. She strode up to Jed, put a hand on the back of his neck, and pulled his head down to her level.

  “Jed, I love you as well,” she said, close to his face. His eyes shone.

  “I love you too, Bella,” he whispered, right in her ear. And then she kissed him. He kissed her back, the tip of his tongue parting her lips. There was a growl behind her, and she span around. Peter glowered at them, his eyes glittering yellow.

  “I thought you weren’t jealous?” she demanded.

  “I’m not,” he said, through clenched teeth.

  “No?”

  “I’m not jealous in general. It’s just that I want you, now,” he replied. Isabel had a wicked thought.

  “That doesn’t have to be a problem.” Isabel pulled away from Jed and looked each man in the eyes. Having both of them in such close proximity was making her heart beat fast. She also felt a little dizzy at what she was about to say. “Both of you, if you’re truly not jealous of each other, I want you to prove it. By showing me, at the same time.” She suppressed a grin at the confusion mirrored in the face of each. She reached up for Jed’s head again and pulled him into another kiss. Peter caught her by the waist and tried to drag her away from Jed.

  “I mean it!” Isabel said sharply. “Are you going to behave, or should I kick you out right now?”

  “I’m sorry,” he said, unusually humbly, hanging his head.

  “That’s better.” Isabel put her hand on the back of his neck and pulled him close, before kissing him on the lips too. Immediately, his tongue darted out of his mouth, probing hers, and a bolt of arousal shot all the way down to her clit. As Peter continued to kiss her, Jed’s hands moved to her waist, running up to her shoulders, and then down to her hips, tracing circles over the globes of her ass. Automatically, she arched her back a little, and Jed’s body came into contact with hers. She let out a sigh as she felt his hardness pressing against the small of her back. At that, Peter made a low sound, and took hold of her waist, drawing her against him. He was hard too, she realized, his crotch pushing against her belly. Her breasts were crushed against him, and her pussy began to throb at the sensation of being sandwiched between two men who obviously wanted her. Jed’s hands moved up and cupped her breasts, making her nipples erect, as Peter’s hands tangled in her hair. She was already getting to the point where she wouldn’t be able to control herself.

  Suddenly she slid out from between them, and they turned to face her. Now, their eyes were almost identical, glowing amber, and full of hunger.

  “I’m sorry, Bella. I guess we came on too strong,” Jed said, embarrassment flashing across his features.

  “No, not at all.” Isabel laughed. “I just want to hear from you both that this is going to work, and that you’re going to respect each other.” They nodded eagerly. “Well, shake on it.” They shook hands.

  “I have the utmost respect for you Jed, and I’m happy to share Isabel with you,” Peter said.

  “Likewise,” Jed replied.

  “Good,” Isabel said. “Now, where were we?” She turned to Jed, and tilted her jaw upwards, and he met her with a hot, hungry kiss. At the same time, Peter’s hands went around her waist and began to lift up her shirt. He pulled it up to her rib cage, and she lifted her arms, allowing him to pull it over her breasts, and up, over her head. Jed stopped kissing her and looked down at her breasts in her red lace bra. Peter unfastened the top button on her jeans, and her zipper, and she stood motionless as he pushed her jeans over her hips, and down her thighs. Jed continued to watch her being undressed by another man. Her vision darkened and blurred with arousal, as she stepped out of her jeans and stood between the men, in only her matching lingerie. Peter’s body pressed against her from behind, his fingers caressing her hips, while Jed reverently stroked the soft skin of her décolletage. Isabel was surprised she was still capable of standing; her heart was pounding and her veins seemed to be flowing with desire. Jed took hold of her shoulders and gently turned her around. He cupped her breasts through the fabric of her bra, teasing her nipples, before unhooking the clasp at her back, sliding the shoulder straps down, and slipping her bra off completely. Peter’s eyes widened as Jed revealed her breasts. Now it was Peter’s turn to watch, as Jed’s fingers hooked into the waistband of her panties, and began to inch them down. Peter’s irises dilated as they slid lower and lower, eventually falling to the floor. She stepped out of them and stood before him, completely naked at last. She was drenched; completely soaked. Jed cupped her bare breasts, while Peter’s fingers brushed her pussy, making her pelvis jerk. It was so incredibly hot being naked while they were both fully clothed, their jeans chafing her skin as they rubbed themselves against her. She let out a moan, an animal sound of need. She couldn’t stand it any more. She needed these men, both of them, inside her. Wordlessly, she led them to the bedroom.

  As she stood and watched, Peter stripped off his t-shirt, and his jeans, and Jed followed suit, pulling his button-down shirt over his head and taking off his jeans and underpants. Isabel drank in the sight of these two men, with their different, yet equally hot bodies, standing naked in front of her. Peter’s body was all dense muscle and burnished olive skin, while Jed was a little leaner, with skin the color of honey. They seemed to be matched in their desire for her. They stepped towards her at the same time, their cocks pressing against her body. Jed pulled her into a kiss, while Peter seized her hips, and their urgency inflamed her arousal further and further. She edged towards the bed, and suddenly she was lying down on her back and they were lying on either side of her. Jed’s hand was on her breasts, tracing light circles around her nipples, while Peter’s was between her thighs, teasing her maddeningly. As Jed’s fingers closed on her breast and he began to knead it with his whole hand, and Peter’s tongue snaked into her mouth, she moaned and her thighs fell wide apart. Immediately, Peter’s long fingers slid inside her, two, or maybe three, filling her. She was so turned on that it was almost painful, and her pussy muscles clenched around them. Peter moved off her mouth and kissed his way down to her left breast. As he took her swollen nipple into his mouth, Jed fastened his mouth onto her right nipple. Isabel’s mind exploded. Having two men pleasuring her like this was her ultimate fantasy, but she had never expected it to come true. She reached out with both hands for their bodies, finding two muscular chests, and two sets of rock-hard abs, beneath silky-soft skin.

  Peter’s mouth left her nipple and traced a path lower and lower. Keeping his fingers inside her, not moving, just there, filling her up deliciously, he flicked his tongue over her clit. Her hips bucked and she moaned. Jed’s head lifted up and something like disappointment flickered in his eyes.

  “Come here,” she whispered. He frowned, uncomprehending. “Move right up here.” At last he understood. He shifted up the bed, moving his pelvis so his manhood was within her reach. She stretched out her hand and touched the tip, and he shuddered. Slowly, she moved her hand up and down the shaft, light, teasing strokes. “Closer,” she said, indicating what she wanted him to do. He shifted again, and, by stretching her head a little, he was within reach. Her tongue darted out and licked the tip of his cock.

  He let out a groan. Isabel tangled her free hand in Peter’s hair, keepi
ng him right where he was on her clit, and opened her mouth, encouraging Jed to slide himself between her lips. He was hesitant at first, and she had to reposition her upper body slightly to give her better access. She kept giving him tiny licks and, gradually, more of him slipped in. It was an incredible sensation. She hadn’t yet taken him in her mouth and it felt so hot and exciting to be doing it while someone else was there. The combination of having Jed in her mouth and Peter’s expert tongue on her clit was driving her crazy, and her body was making little jerks all over. After a hard buck of her hips, Peter lifted his head and made a noise that sounded a lot like a snarl. His hands grasped her thighs painfully, spreading them wider than before, and he raised his body up and thrust himself inside her, all the way to the hilt. If Jed hadn’t been filling her mouth, she would have let out a scream. She had almost forgotten how Peter felt inside her. He kept his hands on her thighs, holding them up against her chest, and he started fucking her hard. His cock went deep inside her, sliding on her wetness, stretching her wide open, with a delicious friction. Her head was turned to the side, so she couldn’t see him clearly, just that he was sitting up, the muscles in his pecs and forearms flexed, and his eyes burning yellow. Jed had been holding back, but he suddenly began to move, thrusting himself in and out of her mouth. It was too much. These two men fucking her at the same time, their hungry cocks penetrating her, thrusting in and out of her. She exploded, in the most intense orgasm she’d had in her entire life. It burned all over her skin and rippled through her body with powerful aftershocks.

  Both men withdrew from her and she lay, staring at the ceiling, her vision blurred, and her mind completely empty. Her eyes fell closed, and slowly their hands began to caress her again, stroking her breasts, her belly and her sensitive thighs. She kept her eyes closed for as long as she could, surrendering herself to the sensation of four hands pleasuring her at the same time, teasing her nipples erect, gently spreading her thighs. When she opened her eyes again, both men were staring down at her, with desire, but also tenderness. They were both harder than ever, and she was amazed at their restraint.

  Jed’s hand slid between her thighs, and his long, dexterous fingers slipped inside her. She let out a moan. She was ready for more.

  “Turn around, Isabel,” Peter said. Two sets of hands tugged at her body, turning her onto her front, and then she was somehow on her hands and knees. She couldn’t tell who was directly behind her, but one set of hands seized her hips, and there was a low growl, and different hands took hold of her more gently.

  “My turn,” Jed said in a low voice. Isabel arched her back, feeling the tip of Jed’s cock touching her, and he slipped inside her slowly, her pussy accommodating his length. He began to move gently, in a gliding motion. It was exquisite; so intense on her sensitized nerve endings. Each thrust drew a little sigh of pleasure from her. Peter appeared in front of her. His hand was wrapped around his cock, like it was a tool he wanted to use. He knelt down in front of her, and brought it close to her lips. She opened her mouth eagerly, and he slipped it in. He was a little rough, rougher than Jed, and it took a while to get used to him. She didn’t have the opportunity to tease him; he thrust in and out, a little more each time, filling her mouth completely. At the same time, Jed began to fuck her harder. His careful movements became hard thrusts, his hips butting her ass rhythmically. This was the exact fantasy she’d had that time when Peter was fucking her by the roadside. She was helpless to the passions of the two men, capable of holding herself up on her hands and knees, but nothing more. Peter’s hands were in her hair as he thrust in and out of her mouth, while Jed was holding her hips, setting her pussy on fire with every movement of his pelvis. It felt so unbelievably dirty, and she didn’t ever want it to stop. Jed reached around to her clit and began to stroke it as he fucked her. He moved faster and faster, and soon his rhythm exactly matched her own, and she came again, hard, her clit throbbing out of control, and waves of pleasure rippling deep inside her. Peter came a moment later, and so did Jed, both men releasing their orgasms into her body.

  *

  Isabel was in a tangle of arms and legs. Her head was on Jed’s chest, and Peter was spooning her ass. A shaft of sunlight was coming through the open curtains, warming their skin. She yawned and stretched, and both men stirred.

  “Morning, beautiful,” Jed whispered.

  “Wow, I feel like I’m in a pile of bodies,” she said, drowsily.

  “This is how werewolves sleep,” Peter said with a laugh.

  “Really? All of you together?”

  “Well, not usually the alpha pair, but the rest – yes, all the time.”

  “Isn’t that annoying?”

  “No, it’s nice; natural. I haven’t really thought about it actually. It’s just the way it’s always been.”

  “And the same for you?” she asked Jed, angling her head towards him.

  “When we were kids, totally. And we loved it. But nowadays, as you can see,” he indicated his room. “It’s mostly just me.”

  “Mmm, I could get used to this,” Isabel said, changing position to make herself more comfortable. But then there was something poking her in the back. And there was also something hard pressing against her belly. Jed touched his lips to hers at the same time that Peter cupped her right breast in his strong hand. She sighed and surrendered herself again to the bliss of being pleasured by two men.

  Chapter Seven

  Isabel picked her phone up from the window ledge of Buffalo Bar, where she and Kara were sitting, looking out at the early-evening traffic of downtown Silver City. In the past week or so, the mania that had overtaken the small town had eased off, and the people walking by were mainly locals, or looked like tourists, there for the town’s chilled out, arty attractions, rather than for the possibility of sighting a rogue wolf.

  “Who’s it from?” Kara asked.

  “Peter. He’s asking if I want to go out for dinner tonight. Oh – ” Just then another message came through. “And there’s one from Jed, saying he’s really sorry, but he has to work late tonight, so won’t be able to cook dinner for me. It turned out nice again!” Kara smiled at her lazily and raised her glass of beer.

  “So, the girl got the guys, then!”

  “Seems that way,” Isabel replied, and her cheeks turned rosy with pleasure.

  “Pretty cool they’re both thinking about you at the exact same time. I hope you realize that you’re the luckiest girl in the world.”

  “Yes I do,” Isabel said.

  “Hey.” Kara nodded towards a guy at the other end of the bar. “Is he a werewolf?”

  “I can’t tell until he moves.” He was tall and broad shouldered, with close-cropped dark hair, and he was talking to a couple of other guys, laughing and waving his arms around as he related some anecdote. They watched as he reached the end of his story and the other guys laughed heartily. With a final quip, he turned and walked to the bar.

  “He’s light on his feet, isn’t he?”

  “Yep. He’s a werewolf, no doubt about it,” Isabel said. He turned his head towards them, and fixed two deep-set amber eyes on her.

  “And what a fine specimen he is,” Kara said. His glance flickered over to her, and he winked. He turned back to the bar to give his order. Moments later, two shots appeared on the girls’ table. Kara mouthed her thanks to him, and was rewarded with a dazzling smile. Then he walked over to her.

  “Isn’t life great?” she said.

  “It is,” Isabel replied happily.

  THE END

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