Falco’s cock hardened even further under my touch. His fingers threaded into my hair, tugging hard, causing my core to clinch. I knew he could sense my need for him when he stopped and pulled me up to face him. After a small pause of him admiring my body, he reached down and ripped my underwear off like he was tearing open a candy wrapper.
Slowly, he walked me backward to the bed, then laid me down with ease. One finger, then two, slid into my center. I jerked when his fingertips hit just the right spot. I worked my hips to the pace of his fingers and palmed my clit.
Just as I was about to explode in an out of this world orgasm, he pulled his fingers out and rubbed his dick over my folds, teasing, and making me want more. I was breathless when he bent down to suck and nibble on my nipples. Everything felt a hundred times more sensitive and I didn’t think I could take much more.
“Please,” I begged, needing to feel him inside me.
Without warning, Falco slipped his thick cock into my pussy and fucked me, hard. I couldn’t help but moan as each thrust brought me closer and closer to the edge until my vision began to blur with an orgasm that was nothing but pure ecstasy.
I didn’t think it was possible, but he picked up his pace until I felt his cock stiffen with his release. He rolled us over, never leaving me. We didn’t need words to know how much we loved each other.
All of us would run away and leave everything behind if we could, but we understood at this point it wasn’t just our lives that mattered, but also all of our pack, and we could never leave them to the mercy of Jericho.
I slowly pulled away from Falco, causing him to let a small gasp escape, and turned to face him. I grabbed both sides of his clean shaven face and placed a gentle kiss on his nose. I leaned back just a little to see him smiling brilliantly at me.
“I love you, beautiful,” he whispered. "As much as I hate that son of a bitch, Jericho, I still thank God every day for making him assign us as your royal guards."
“I love you too, my gray wolf,” I murmured before, exhausted, I tumbled into slumber.
Chapter Four
The next morning, I reached over only to realize that the only thing next to me was wrinkled sheets and air where my Falco was supposed to be lying.
I’d known I would wake up alone; still, it was always depressing. Soon I would have all my mates with me. I'll have to get a bigger bed. I laughed at that thought.
My skin was beginning to feel too tight and I could sense my wolf scratching just under the surface of it, eager to stretch her legs and enjoy the morning sun. I decided to go ahead and satisfy her needs. There was a long path beside the castle that eventually ran into the western village we liked to call Wolfhaven, and I frequently visited there when my wolf wanted a long run. It was nice to be reminded of how fortunate I was. Not that they lived in poverty, but their way of living could've been better, and the village to the east of the castle, Night Walkers, was not much better. I knew that when I officially became Queen and had my Kings alongside me, my people would no longer want for anything.
I dressed in a simple sapphire blue dress. The material was stretchy so it gave me room to breathe, but also was easy to take off when I was ready to ‘wolf out,’ as Pax liked to call it.
Once I made my way through the stone hallways and out the side door, I was greeted with a pleasant face, my handmaiden. Gretchen's mom was my mother's handmaiden, so we grew up in the castle together, making her also my best friend and confidant.
“Hey there, Gretch. How are you today?”
“Hey, Maddy! I’m good; I’ve missed you,” she exclaimed, encircling me into her long arms. Her brilliant platinum blonde hair blew in the breeze, tickling my nose. She pulled back and I could tell from the brightness in her emerald eyes she was happy to see me.
“I’m about to go for a run to Wolfhaven, do you feel like joining me?” I questioned, hoping to have the company of my best friend and her wolf.
“I’d love to, I really would, but I have to finish my daily chores so I can see Liam today. Can I take a rain check?” Gretchen had been one of the few who was lucky to have found their mate. She was seventeen when it happened, making her one of the youngest wolves in history to find their perfect match.
“Of course, but I’m gonna hold you to it,” I said with a wink, then kissed her cheek. “My wolf is aching to get some exercise, so I’ll see you later!” I hollered back, already on my way toward the winding path.
Once I was at the beginning of the path, I stripped naked and tossed my dress over to the closest tree. I called my wolf forward and started to feel the tingling sensation traveling throughout my body.
Most wolves described the shift as uncomfortable, not painful. I could feel the bones in my body begin to break and reposition themselves, causing me to drop to my hands and knees. My skin started to feel like it was being pricked by small pins and needles as my long, snow white fur emerged. Then my canines grew to sharp elongated points, while my vision and hearing heightened.
Once I was fully shifted, I shook my fur out and started off with a slow pace down the path. I loved this form because I got to admire nature and the wildlife more through my golden eyes. Everything just seemed to have this glow to it, almost as if it was more vibrant or colorful. I decided to play with a monarch butterfly, when I heard a twig snap from behind me.
I quickly turned around, baring my teeth to the approaching predator, only to sigh in relief when I saw two of my mates. Paxton’s chestnut colored wolf stalked toward me. His coat was shorter, but his second form was definitely on the bigger side. I liked to joke with him and tell him it had to be in order to contain his big ego. His forest green eyes admired my appearance. Everyone always gawked at me, especially since I was the only pure white wolf in existence, but it was different when my mates did it. Their looks were always filled with so many more emotions than lust, making me feel so loved.
Pax snipped at me, enticing my playful side. We began to wrestle, but a low growl halted our fun. I was still lying on my side when Creed walked up to me. He nuzzled his wet nose into my stomach, clearly making it known to Paxton to take it easy with me. Even though Paxton’s wolf was huge, Creed’s was even bigger. No one dared challenge him; that’s why Jericho had made him the leader of his team in the first place. Paxton bowed his head in understanding and apology. I’d be having a talk with them later. Just because I was pregnant, didn’t mean I needed to be treated like china and locked away in the cabinet.
I howled and took off down the path, letting them eat my dirt. It didn’t take them long to catch up with me though. They slowed down to keep pace with me, and we ran until our legs began to ache. I’d be visiting Wolfhaven another day; I was exhausted and I wanted to take this time and spend it with my loves, so we adjusted our course. When we were almost back to the castle, I veered off the path, jumping over fallen branches and weaving in and out of the trees, until I saw the hidden pond.
I discovered it the first time Jericho abused me and I had to get away. It has been my safe haven ever since. I trotted over to the edge and quenched my thirst, with my mates following.
Once I had hydrated myself, I shifted back to my human form, leaving my whole body extra sensitive, a small side effect that sometimes worked in my favor.
Paxton shifted mid-stride, stepping down on one paw, then the next a human foot. He picked me up and laid me on a soft patch of grass next to the water. Creed leaned against a huge rock that was about five feet from us. His smile grew, lips settling into a sexy smirk, while lust shone in his eyes.
Pax worshipped my body, trailing his tongue from my breast down my stomach until he was just above my clit, before following the same path back up. He took turns licking my hardened nipples, before biting down and then resuming the same teasing again.
“Please, Pax.”
That’s all it took. He bent lower, licking my clit and sliding one, then two, fingers into my core. I jerked my hips at the sensation and cried out with pleasure. I couldn’t bel
ieve he already had me coming. He worked his fingers in my pussy a few more times, then pulled them out and flipped me over onto my hands and knees. He had placed me right in front of Creed.
He was pumping his hand over his shaft, watching me intently. I bit my lip at the thought of him watching Paxton and me. Without warning, Pax rammed his cock into my center, making me moan.
“Keep your eyes on me, Princess. I want to watch you come, just as you will me,” Creed demanded.
Paxton’s hand slid around to my front, massaging my clit while fucking me from behind. He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled it back, making sure I never took my eyes off of Creed. I could tell he was about to come when his eyes tried to roll into the back of his head.
“Come here,” I ordered, and he obeyed.
Pax released his grip on my hair. I grabbed Creed’s dick and put it in my mouth, sucking and licking until I felt his salty seed hit the back of my throat. I swallowed it and licked him clean. My own release built, coming to the surface. “Harder.”
Paxton listened and picked up the pace. I hollered out as my orgasm hit me, sending wave after wave of pure ecstasy coursing through my body. My core throbbed tightly around Paxton’s cock with each wave, sending him over the edge and moaning in pleasure.
He slowly slid out of me, and the three of us lay there in silence listening to the wildlife splashing in the pond.
A few minutes went by and an idea popped into my head. “Race you to the garden!” I squealed in delight with my challenge. I quickly shifted and took off toward the castle, never looking back to see how close they were. I could hear their paws as they hit the ground and knew they weren’t far behind, but I had a feeling they were letting me win.
I won the race, of course, and told them to sneak into my room. I never knew how they did it, but when I got there, they were already lying on my bed.
“You may have won the race to the gardens,” Paxton teased, “but we’ll always win a race to your bed.” He winked, making me laugh.
I jumped onto the bed with them, and into their warm embrace, before falling asleep.
Chapter Five
My men had left while I was still napping. As always, I felt a pang of loneliness creep into my chest from not having them there. I knew they had to go since they would have to be in attendance at dinner as my guards. They wouldn’t get to attend the dinner, but I knew that they would be right outside the dining room doors, a thought which helped comfort me.
I had to make myself get out of bed and walk to my wardrobe. While looking at the dress that Jericho wanted me to wear in disgust, a soft knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. “Come in,” I hollered, knowing it was Gretchen to help me get ready.
The door slowly opened and a smiling Gretchen came skipping in. “Good afternoon, Maddy. How was your run?”
She pushed me toward my vanity and urged me to sit so she could get to work on my hair. At the mention of my run, thoughts of Paxton’s and Creed’s hands trailing my body began to run through my mind, causing my center to throb with need.
“It was great, thanks for asking.” I beamed. “Did you get to have your date with Liam?”
Her smile faded and sadness shone in her eyes. “No, I didn’t. Apparently, Jericho has asked all guards to be on duty tonight to surround the castle. Are we going to be attacked tonight? Do you know what’s going on?”
I looked at her curiously. This was news to me. I knew my men would never leave me behind closed doors with a monster like Jericho, but it still made me nervous. Jericho was up to something, but I had no idea what. I guess I’d be finding out at dinner though. “I’m honestly not sure, but as soon as I find something out, I’ll let you know.”
Gretchen finished my hair and makeup in silence, both of us deep in thought. If Jericho was finally making his move, I knew we weren’t ready yet.
“Beautiful as always, my princess,” Gretchen pronounced as she turned my chair around for me to admire her work.
She always did know exactly how to make me even more gorgeous. She styled my hair in an updo. Black curls flowed out of a ponytail only to have them pinned to make a curly bun, leaving a few curls out to frame my heart-shaped face. My eye shadow was done with a natural tent, and my full lips were a shade of light pink.
“Thank you. You did an amazing job.”
My mood diminished as I once again looked over at Jericho’s favorite dress of mine. I stood and took my time walking to it before putting it on. It was a sexy dress, one I had worn on one of my first dates with my mates. Jericho had spotted me on the way back to my room. I’ll never forget the look in his eyes when he saw me; it was almost as if I was just some piece of meat. That was the first time he tried to force himself on me, and also the last.
Falco had started doing his rounds around the castle and heard me. Jericho hadn’t seen Falco coming since he knocked him out with one punch to the jaw. Our saving grace was that Jericho had been drunk as a skunk so he just thought he had passed out. Unfortunately for me, he wasn’t drunk enough to forget my dress though.
The emerald dress hugged every curve and showed off all of my assets. It was strapless and the end grazed the floor with each agonizing step to the dining room.
I was relieved to see Creed, Falco, and Paxton standing guard outside the doors. I ached to reach out and touch each of them, but we all knew it wasn’t safe with Jericho’s guards positioned in the same place. They each bowed, before Paxton and Falco each opened up one of the double doors for me. I nodded my head and saw my flirty Pax send me a wink before I walked in.
The butterflies were gone as soon as my golden eyes landed on the devil himself. I heard the doors slam shut behind me, making me jump and the walls vibrate. The asshole didn’t even look up from a paper on the table to acknowledge me, just pointed to the seat beside him. I was grateful he wasn’t looking at that moment because I couldn’t help but roll my eyes.
As I took my seat next to the bastard, it was then that I noticed we had company with us. His salt and pepper hair and dark hazel eyes helped me to recognize him as Father Greenwood, the local priest for any wolves from the pack that had wished to attend church. He was dressed in his black slacks and button down white shirt. He also had an awful looking tie that was red and adorned with gray doves. What the fuck?
When I took a chance and glance toward Jericho, he was still focused on the paper in front of him. I gasped when I finally saw what it was. A marriage license. The chair screeched with my sudden movement. I tried to turn to run back to my men, but a firm hand snatched my arm so quickly I was jerked back and forced into my seat.
I pleaded with my eyes for Father Greenwood to help me, but he wouldn’t look me in the eyes. Shame and guilt were written all over his face, and I could see his eyes beginning to well up with unshed tears. Jericho must have offered him something he could never have refused for him to stoop this low.
“Madelyn. It’s our wedding day, let’s make this a happy day to always remember, shall we?” Jericho said cheerfully before leaning down to whisper into my ear so only I could hear him. “If I were you, I’d enjoy today. After we are married and I take over, you will not have many days left to enjoy.”
A shiver raced down my spine at his threat. I’d known for a while that once we were wed my life would be short lived. I cut my eyes to the door knowing that I had to make it there somehow, because I knew that if I tried to scream, Jericho would cut it off before it even had time to reach their ears.
“Let’s get down to business. I need you to sign on this line right here beside my signature. Soon the weight of the kingdom will be off of your shoulders and you won’t have to worry about a thing anymore, my dear.” Jericho pushed the paper closer to me and placed a pen in between my fingers.
I paused for a moment trying to get my brain to think fast, but apparently, it was under too much pressure, so I said the only thing I could think of. “No.” Which wasn’t very smart on my end, but I wasn’t about to sign that contract.
He stared at me with disbelief before lunging for me. He squeezed my hand so tightly I thought my fingers would break. I tried to pull away, but his strength greatly outpowered mine, and I found my hand over the signature line. He grinned as he moved my hand to force me to sign my name, rather sloppily in my opinion.
He let go, and I jumped out of my chair so fast he didn’t have any time to register what I was doing. I didn’t get far before his giant body crashed on top of mine, sending us both spiraling to the floor.
“Help!” I screamed, hoping someone would come rescue me at that point. The double doors tried to open but were slammed shut almost immediately. I could hear the fight begin to take place outside; my guess it was my men against Jericho’s. His guards didn’t stand a chance, so I just needed to hold Jericho off for a little bit longer.
I scrambled to get up, but Jericho decided to use me as leverage to get back to his feet, forcing me back to the hardwood floor. When he began to kick me all over my body, I put myself into a fetal position and tried to protect my unborn child the best I could.
“Where are your beloved mates now, Madelyn? Did you seriously think I didn’t know about them? You couldn’t have been any more obvious even if you tried. Too bad I’m also your mate according to your dead parents, and the only one who will be King!” His voice boomed throughout the dining room.
A plate shattered on the floor somewhere in the distance. I cracked my eyes open to see one of the cooks from the kitchen storming off. Jericho cursed and snatched me up by my hair. It was painful since it was all put up and easier for him to grab it all.
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