Chapter 39 #2
“You should be able to switch between all three effortlessly, and you could even hide weapons, if you master it,” Lucifer says, then he holds out his hand, and a silver sword appears. One that looks similar to mine. “See, this blade is always with me but hidden unless I call it.”
“That’s a neat trick, but I don’t think my kind is capable of that,” doubt evident in Storm’s voice. “I’ve never heard of a wolf doing it.”
“Until you met me, you thought angels were just fables,” Lucifer chuckles. “Sometimes, the only way you learn is by knowing it’s possible. Try it.”
“I’ll just tear these clothes up if I shift,” Storm says, stripping off his shirt and pants. “But I’ll try it.”
I take a step back. Storm is only wearing his boxers. He stares at Lucifer for a moment, then shifts into his Natural Form. The boxers rip and fall to the floor as he does. He lets out a low growl, then shifts back into his true Human Form, reaching for his pants.
“See, it doesn’t work like that for us,” he grumps, a bit of a whine in his voice.
“Try it again. You have to focus on absorbing what you’re wearing, like it’s part of your skin,” Lucifer explains.
Storm leaves his pants on, and stares at Lucifer for a moment.
He then closes his eyes, and I assume he’s concentrating, like I try to do when I’m practicing.
He begins to transform, and as he does, the pants he’s wearing simply disappear as his fur emerges.
He takes a few breaths before shifting back, and this time, he’s wearing his pants.
“Holy shit,” Storm exclaims, looking down. “It fucking worked!”
“Told you it would,” Lucifer laughs. “You should be able to do that for your disguise form as well, with enough practice.”
“Wish it was that easy for me to learn new abilities,” I mutter, a little jealous that Storm was able to pick it up so easily. “I’m still struggling with everything.”
“Be patient with yourself, daughter. You’re still learning. The wolves have been in touch with their abilities for centuries,” Lucifer says. “It’s only natural that it would be easier for them.”
Storm and I join our mates in the living room. He’s excited about the new development, and his brothers are as well, once they see how it works. They spend the evening running around Lucifer’s castle, shifting, learning, and by the end of the evening, they seem to have mastered it.
“You look tired,” Hayden says, walking into the living room, breathing hard from all the roughhousing.
“Yeah, I’m feeling it,” I say, my hand draped across my stomach.
“Lame! You go to bed at old lady times now,” Daisy scoffs.
“Come, mate. We’ll make sure you’re comfortable,” Hayden says, offering a hand.
I say goodnight to Daisy and my father, then let Hayden lead me to the bedroom. My other mates join us, like they do most nights.
Despite being rather frustrated with my lack of progress, I can’t deny that my mates take care of me.
The five hungry wolves are quite attentive and compassionate.
Storm undresses me. Remy helps me get into bed.
Jaxton settles at the foot of the bed, massaging my feet with his massive hands. That always feels amazing.
“Mmmm,” I moan, squirming on the bed a little. “Thank you.”
Hayden massages my legs. Wyatt slides in beside me and massages my shoulders, letting me rest my head in his lap. It’s luxury I’ve never had, but luxury I enjoy.
But feeling their hands all over my body doesn’t just feel good.
It brings a need to the surface and makes me damp between the legs.
It isn’t long until I’m squirming for an entirely different reason.
Pregnancy hormones have made me quite needy in the bedroom, and my mates are always happy to oblige.
“I don’t think you’re quite ready for bed yet, Ansley,” Hayden groans, moving a hand between my thighs and lightly stroking my folds. “No, you’re not ready for sleep. You’re getting ready for us, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” I hiss, breathing harder as Hayden’s fingers work their magic. “It might be one of the last times I’m able to do it before the baby comes. Then it’ll be a while.”
“You’re going to be fine,” Wyatt sooths, his hands moving to my breasts and gently rubbing them, fingers caressing my extra sensitive nipples until they’re hard nubs.
“A she-wolf would give birth in the morning and you’d have to tie her down to keep her from participating in the evening hunt.
Recovery may not be as bad as you think. ”
“Except I’m not a she-wolf,” I pout. “We don’t really know what will happen.”
“We’ll be here for you regardless,” Remy says lovingly, kneeling on the bed. “But first, let’s help you finish getting ready for bed.”
Hayden pulls away, strips off his clothes, and rolls me over. I raise my hips until the angle if perfect, already dripping with arousal. He positions himself behind me, gently placing his hands on my hips to be careful of my swollen belly.
“You’re so beautiful like this,” Hayden growls, sliding into me slowly, filling me completely. “Carrying my child. Our future. It’s everything we could have hoped for.”
“Except we’re here, living with my father, hiding…” I moan, pressing back against him, needing his cock as much as I need my next breath.
“We’re safe,” Hayden reminds me. “We don’t have to run. We can enjoy our time together.”
Hayden’s thrusts are measured, and he’s careful not to jostle me too much, but they’re steady enough to make me moan. His hands stroke my back, my sides, practically worshipping my body as he moves inside me.
“Harder,” I demand, pushing back against him every time he plunges inside my body.
“I’m trying to be careful,” he murmurs, still steadily thrusting into me.
“I can handle it,” I beg. “You said this baby was strong enough. I can tell there’s no danger.”
“I still want to be careful with you, mate,” he groans.
“If you’re not going to fuck her the way she deserves to be fucked, I will,” Jaxton offers enthusiastically.
“Let me know if it becomes uncomfortable, mate,” Hayden grumbles, his thrusts becoming harder and more direct.
“That’s perfect,” I sigh, riding his cock as he fucks me.
It doesn’t take long before the pressure builds. My body is so sensitive from the pregnancy that it never takes long now. I don’t try to fight it. Don’t try to hold back. I know I’ll have multiple orgasms tonight. My mates always make sure of it.
“Yes, Hayden!” I cry out as the pleasure sweeps through my veins.
“Damn you feel good,” Hayden gasps, and I feel him start to throb inside me. “Fuck!”
Hayden climaxes while I’m orgasming and my fluttering pussy takes every drop of his release. I groan a little as the orgasm fades and Hayden begins to carefully pull out, but I don’t get a break. As soon as Hayden is done, Remy takes his place.
“Are you ready for me, mate?” he croons, rubbing his cock against my dripping entrance.
“Yes,” I moan. “Please, I need you.”
As an Alpha, Remy cock isn’t just longer than his brothers, but it’s also just as thick as Hayden’s impressive girth. I let out a groan of satisfaction as he stretches me and sinks into my pussy until his balls are against my folds.
Unlike Hayden, he doesn’t start slow. He begins with a steady rhythm that gets faster until the bed is rocking beneath us. A hand slides around my hip until there’s a finger on my clit and he rubs it while he fucks me.
“Careful with our mate,” Hayden mutters. “She can only take so much.”
“I can handle it,” I moan. “Mmmm, I can handle it!”
“She’s perfectly fine, Hayden,” Remy growls. “She was made for us, and we know what she needs.”
I don’t blame Hayden for being worried. I’m pregnant with his child. The baby will be raised by the pack, like all our children will be, but it’s still Hayden’s heir. A she-wolf that will hopefully find a pack of her own to love her as much as mine loves me.
“Yes, yes, don’t stop,” I cry, my hips moving in unison with Remy’s thrusts, his dick going deep enough to make my core shudder with anticipation.
“Nothing could make me stop when I feel your body reacting like this,” Remy groans. “Fuck, I’m not going to be able to last long tonight.”
Remy begins to throb inside me, every pulse making the sensitive spot inside me hum.
I cry out with pleasure as I feel him, then I orgasm, my body shaking as the pleasure crashes into me in waves.
Remy’s hot seed fills me while I writhe on his cock, trying to get every moment of pleasure out of it I can.
His finger keeps moving against my clit until the orgasm fades.
“Thank you, mate,” Remy whispers, supporting my belly with his hand as he leans down and presses his lips to his mark. “You’re incredible.”
“So are you,” I groan, whimpering a little when he begins to pull out.
I feel empty, my walls still clenching and unclenching around nothing, wet, whimpering, and practically begging for more.
Until Storm moves behind me. He’s had more experience than his brothers, and I can always feel it when he’s inside me.
The way he moves. The way he slows down and speeds up, reading my body language. That’s exactly what I need right now.
“My mate,” Storm groans as he sinks into me. “I’ve missed you so fucking much.”
“Not enough to avoid nearly getting yourself killed,” I scold, trying to get more comfortable on the mattress.
“I’m fine,” Storm assures me. “Just a training injury. It happens.”
“You still scared me,” I pout, then I close my eyes when Storm begins to move.
Storm’s pace and intensity are perfect. I don’t have to push back.
I don’t have to move in unison with him.
All I have to do is grip the sheets between my fists and enjoy it.
I’m never dissatisfied with any of my mates.
They always make me come. But Storm has a certain magic with how he does it, especially now that he’s an Alpha, and I can hear myself moaning and grunting with pleasure.
“Hear those noises she’s making?” Storm chuckles. “That’s what our mate needs.”