Chapter Nine
“Without telling me what?” Sienna asked and linked her fingers together. What other secrets did her men have? What other secrets could they possibly have?
Tarl was breathing fast, and said nothing as he looked expectantly at Grady. The shadows from the fire licked over his long body and the moment seemed to extend.
Grady shoved his hand through his hair. He was warm, a sheen of perspiration sat on his brow and in his underarm.
“What is it?” Sienna asked again.
“Because I’m alpha I have this thing…” Grady said.
“Thing?” She swallowed down a bolt of nerves. What could be so hard to tell her?
“My cock.” He took his erection in his hand. “It … it knots, when I enter a mate it flares, a lot, and that’s it.”
“What do you mean, that’s it?” She studied his erect cock. It was very domed, the glans extra thick and wide. She’d thought he was just very well hung when she’d seen him in the shower before, but now she realized he was different.
“It’s called knotting,” Tarl said. “It’s part of species survival. To ensure maximum chance of impregnation. Once he starts fucking, that’s it, he’s stuck inside until he comes.”
She tipped her head and drew her attention back to Grady’s face. She saw a flash of vulnerability in his eyes and cupped his cheek. “Isn’t that the point? To fuck until you come? Until both partners come?”
“Yeah, it is, it just can feel a bit weird, that’s all.” Grady bit his bottom lip. “For the partner.”
“Takes a while to get used to,” Tarl said. “There’s no pounding in and out, he’s trapped in, trapped in deep.”
“But you’re used to it,” Grady nodded at Tarl.
“Yeah, I love it.” Tarl suddenly grinned. “Means there’s always going to be a very satisfied Grady at the end of our fucking session.”
Sienna leaned forward and kissed Grady, gently, on his lips. “If Tarl loves it then I will too.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure.”
“I don’t think it will take me long to come when we start fucking,” Grady said. “I’ve been hot for you since you squirted into my palm earlier.”
She felt her cheeks flush at the memory. “I have no control over that.”
“And I have no control over my knotting cock.” He raised his eyebrows.
“Are you ready to fuck him?” Tarl asked, sitting and cupping her right breast. He flicked her hard nipple with his thumb.
“Yes.” Of course she was. Grady was big and sexy and she felt so close to him. “Do you usually ask Tarl if he’s ready?”
Grady huffed. “No, if I want to fuck Tarl, I just bend him over fuck him, he’s my beta.”
“And me? Am I your beta?”
“No.” He ran his hand into her hair and held her steady as he looked at her intently. “You’re my woman. The only woman I’ll ever want.”
Her heart swelled. He felt the same as she did.
“The only woman we’ll ever want,” Tarl added.
“Oh…” she said on a sigh and shook her head. “I never could have predicted this new life but I’m so happy. I’m so excited for our future.” Every word she spoke was true. The old Sienna who carefully considered her next move had well and truly gone, and she’d landed in Canada with a pack of shifters and finally felt at home.
“We’re going to make you so happy, forever,” Tarl murmured and kissed her. He encouraged her to lie on the soft rug. The fire warmed her flesh, as did Grady’s kisses over her belly and up to her breasts. She relaxed into the moment of feeling safe and adored.
“You’re so beautiful,” Tarl murmured onto her lips. “The most beautiful woman in the world.”
She stared up into his eyes. He was young and handsome but he wanted her and that was the truth, she could see it.
“And your body is perfect,” Grady said, stroking over her belly and then between her legs.
“Oh, yes … please, let’s do this.” She eyed his huge cock and wide slit. “I can do it.”
“I know you can,” Tarl said, tweaking her nipples just the way she liked.
Grady stroked through her folds, spreading her arousal. He found her entrance and dipped in. “You’re gonna hug me so tight.” He swallowed. “I can’t fucking wait.”
“So don’t.” She bucked her hips.
He filled her with two thick fingers and caught her clit with the heel of his hand.
“Oh, fuck.” Her belly tensed. “I’m so turned on.”
“I can tell.” He went deeper and stroked over her G-spot. The hardness of his hand caught on her clit and he rubbed it with a firm rocking motion.
Her eyes fluttered shut and she moaned, her body a mass of sensation. Already she could feel herself getting wet and the pressure in her pelvis was beginning to mount.
“It’s time,” Grady said after a minute of stimulating her. “Fuck, yeah, it’s time. Get on your hands and knees.”
“My hands and…”
“It’s best for him,” Tarl said. “And we’ll make it best for you too.”
Grady helped her turn over. Her hair hung down and her knees and palms pressed into the soft fur rug.
“You have a damn cute ass,” Tarl said, stroking over first her left and then her right buttock.
“So sweet.” Grady ran his fingertip down her cleft, over her asshole and to her entrance. “I’m going in slow this first time, okay?”
“Yes.” Her heart was thudding and her skin tingled as though she was more alive than ever before. Would she really be able to take him?
And then the head of his huge cock was prodding her entrance.
“Just relax,” Tarl said, stroking her hair. “And it will feel amazing, I promise.”
She blew out a breath as Grady pushed in. The flare of his cock tip stretched her internal flesh, pushing and filling her in a new dense way.
“Ah, yes…” she moaned, arching her back and encouraging him.
“Fuck, it’s been so long since I was with a woman,” Grady murmured, gripping her hips. “And now, you, this is perfect, you are perfect.”
She pressed her lips together as the filling went on. His girth was solid and the length of him seemed to go on forever.
Eventually his warm, hairy balls pressed up against her pussy lips.
“I’m in,” he said. “And staying in.”
She shifted her hips and found that he was truly lodged inside of her. Even if she’d wanted, she couldn’t have made him slip out. He’d knotted deep in her pussy and would be there until he came.
“You’ve done it,” Tarl said, slipping his fingers from her lower back, around to her waist and then lower, to circle her clit.
“Oh, yes, that … Tarl…”
“Come when you need to,” Grady said. “Come as many times as you want.”
She didn’t think it would take much. To be so full of glorious hard cock and have Tarl working her clit was intense. She’d come soon, she was sure of it.
Grady began to move, not in and out but a rocking motion that shifted him inside her so that his cock rubbed over her G-spot.
She groaned and dropped to her elbows, let her forehead touch the rug. She’d surrendered to her men. She was theirs. They could do what they wanted with her and she knew it would be good. Damn good.
“Fuck, the scent of your arousal is intoxicating,” Tarl said. “I could get drunk on it.”
She didn’t answer. The pressure was building, soon she’d need to release it. The heat and density in her pelvis would erupt and it would shake every bone in her body when it did.
A direwolf howled outside and a log slipped on the fire. The men continued to fuck her and finger her clit.
“I’m going to come,” she gasped. “I am … nearly … nearly there.”
“Yes, come.” Grady tightened his hold on her hips. “Come and squirt, I want to feel that, fuck, yes, now … squirt at me with your tight fucking pussy.”
His commanding voice and dirty words sent her over the edge and she let her orgasm release. Her pussy pulsed wildly around Grady’s stiff cock and she felt the heated gush of liquid release. She cried out, a long wail of bliss, and her body shook.
Tarl kept circling her clit, extending the pleasure. “So fucking hot when you come,” he said, excitement lacing his voice.
“You’ve drenched my cock,” Grady said, his voice hoarse. “Oh, fuck, that’s incredible … I’m … I’m coming.”
He was pulsing inside her, filling her with his seed.
She gasped his name and pushed back onto his cock, wanting everything he could give her.
“Oh, yeah, oh, yeah…” Grady moaned and slapped up against her hard as he pulled her back onto him. “That’s fucking it.” He let out a strange, strangled cry that almost sounded like a howl.
“Jesus,” Tarl said, slowing his efforts on her clit. “You’re incredible together.”
Sienna was warm, perspiration laced her skin, and her left side was hot from the fire.
“You did it.” Grady ran his hands from her hips to her ass and set each palm over her cheeks. “You were brilliant.”
“That was…” She was gasping for breath. Bright lights still flashed in her vision. “Incredible.”
“It didn’t frighten you?” Tarl asked. “That he was stuck inside of you?”
“No, it was the only thing I wanted at that moment, for him to be there, until he came. And my G-spot, fuck, that felt good.”
“That’s why I wanted you on all fours,” Grady said. “For this first time at least. So you could feel it all.”
“And there will be so many more times,” Tarl said, kissing over her ear. “The winters are long, we have to entertain ourselves somehow.”
“I like … the sound … of that.” And oh, she really did.
“Give me a minute to deflate,” Grady said. “I can’t pull straight out, but it won’t be long.”
He must have been losing his erection to some extent because trickles of cum, or perhaps her own release, were making their way down her thighs. What was this new squirting thing? It certainly added to the intensity of her orgasms, she’d never come so hard and long as with Tarl and Grady. Luckily, they seemed to love it so that countered any embarrassment.
“Okay, just relax,” Grady said, beginning to pull out. “I think it should be okay now but if it hurts, I’ll stop.”
Very slowly he withdrew, it didn’t hurt but Sienna could feel every inch of him as he left her body. He’d been so deep, his cock so thick, that when he did pull away from her, she missed the sensation of fullness.
She flopped onto her stomach, too exhausted and sated to move. Suddenly there was a towel being wiped over her thighs, poking in between them.
“I’ll sort this,” Tarl said. “Then you can just sleep.”
“Here?”
“For a while?” Grady pulled her into an embrace, her face settling into the crook of his neck.
She breathed deep, enjoying his scent and the roughness of his stubbled flesh.
“And then, when you’ve got your strength back, perhaps we’ll move to the bed, go again, reckon it’s my turn to fuck you,” Tarl said, settling on her other side and tangling his legs with hers.
Sienna yawned and reached behind herself to touch Tarl. “I could be persuaded to go along with that plan.”
“Good.” He kissed her nape. “But sleep now, you just took something not many people could.”