The Werewolves #12
I take another step closer. I can't help it, I reach my palm out. It's nearly as large as her waist. She swallows and closes her eyes briefly. She smells like warm apple pie. Autumn. My favorite season.
"How does this… I mean," she clears her throat, "how does this all fi—umm, work. How does it work?"
"Let us show you. We've got you. You can let go now, okay?"
She sucks in a shaky breath, but nods. I run my fingertips up the gentle curve of her natural waist, outlining the sides of her breasts then over her shoulders, along the edge of the fake fairy wings fixed to her back, then reach around her and pull them off.
She sucks in a breath, a little knot forming between her brows.
"We like you just as you are, Lily." I don't know if she wears them to fit in with all these monsters, and they do make her look sexy, but I like my human mate's bare shoulders more.
Hands circling her waist, I let her stew in the tension before bringing my palms down her back, feeling the shape of her, teasing her spine, until I'm gripping her generous ass.
She squeaks in surprise when I lift her up, holding her close to my body.
Her legs spread, wrapped around my waist, her heat pressing into me.
My cock is ready, but she isn't. I carry her over to the bed.
"I'm Knox."
She gives me a shy smile, and it's like a fist in my gut. I'm bowled over. I never get shy smiles. It's why I use the lower deck in the first place. I know what rejection feels like. Is this what Nico feels like all the time?
She doesn't reject me. I'm shaking as I set her down at the edge of the bed. Her legs are still spread, but she's not trying to be sexy. She's distracted by the five of us, and that's even better.
West kneels at her feet and introduces himself. Her smile grows bigger. And Arlo hangs back, but can't tear his eyes away when he quietly shares his name.
"You asked how this all works. We just want to get to know you.
We want to spend time with you. Weres wait their entire lives to meet their mate.
Some never do. Females are precious to us, females of any species.
But to meet our mate is… it's everything.
So I'll apologize in advance, we're going to be a little intense for a few days, until we get used to the idea and come to terms with the fact that you're real. And you're here." My voice hitches.
"Are you? Real?" Arlo whispers.
Lily bites her lip and smiles at Arlo. She's the sun through the parted clouds. Arlo's expression shines like she's gifted him the universe. "I'm real."
"Thank fuck." Nico breaks the tension, making her laugh. It's a little raspy and sends shivers down my spine. "Baby, can I taste you? It's only fair. You had my cock in your mouth, and I swear I saw God. I've been dying to taste you ever since. Please?"
"This can't be real life," she mutters under her breath, hiding her face in her hands. "You can't actually be begging to… to do that."
"Oh, I'm going to do a lot more than that. But yes, I'm fucking begging you. Please let me bury my face between your legs."
She laughs, but she's still nervous. Unsure. Her knees are still spread, and I can smell her pussy in the air. I gather what little I know of Lily, then make a decision.
"Move over, Nico." I shove him, and he falls on his ass. "Our mate needs us to show her what being with a pack of werewolves means."
Lily
Nico, the most beautiful man I've ever seen, is on his knees between my legs, begging to lick my pussy. I should say yes. But what if he's only doing it because of the mate thing? Does he really want to?
Would he judge me for wanting it so badly, so quickly? We don't even know each other. Then again, our first encounter was me swallowing two of them down.
I'm spiraling when Knox shoves Nico out of the way. The man is a beast. He's big and kind of mean-looking. Even with his quiet smiles, he seems like he's scowling. But I'm okay with Bossy Knox. Because I'm paralyzed with indecision. I don't know what to say or what to do next.
So Knox decides for me. He reaches under my skirt. He moves slowly, as if waiting for permission. I bite my lip and nod.
Nico lifts me from one side, Teddy on the other.
They work together. Three of them are touching me, and a strangled sound catches in my throat.
Knox slips a hand under my ass, pushing up my skirt, fingers curling at my back.
He grips my underwear, then pulls them down my legs, handing them to Arlo, who casually stuffs them in his pocket.
He spreads my knees again, and the cool air feels intense, a light breeze against my hot, aching core. I'm shaking with nerves, fluttering with excitement. My pussy has never felt so hot, so achingly, violently needy.
His nostrils flare. He can smell me. There's a tingling in my belly, a need so sharp and bright, it burns between my legs, making me want to close them just for a little bit of relief.
My palms turn to fists on the soft bed, fingernails digging in when they all reach out to touch me.
My legs, my thighs, my stomach, my hips.
There's no room for panic. No space to overthink if this is really happening.
It's Knox's hands, strong and confident, big and calloused, that glide up the insides of my legs, spreading me as wide as I can go.
Without taking his eyes off mine, he leans between my thighs.
His beard and shaved head scratches my skin.
It's like watching in slow motion. His nose nudges between my lower lips.
Then his tongue darts out and gives me a long lick, and I mewl.
His tongue pulls back, then laps at me, before thick, calloused fingers push inside. The other guys are still touching some part of me, like they can't bear to let me go.
Knox's finger swirls and turns inside me, pushing in deep, then hooks in an upward motion, and I lose all functional brain activity.
"Oh, god!" I cry out, but instead of curling my hands into the mattress, West is on one side of me, Nico on the other, each taking hold of my hands.
They let me squeeze tight while Knox drives pleasure into me.
His tongue circles my clit, lapping at my folds while his thick finger pumps in and out, swirling then curling in rhythmic motions.
He licks and flicks faster, but just as I'm about to crest, he pulls his finger away and kisses my pussy. A chaste peck, and I almost laugh before Teddy takes his place.
Eager and excited, he dives between my legs while I'm still clutching West and Nico.
Knox leans in to kiss me on the lips, and I taste myself on his tongue. His teeth scrape my lower lip, and I swallow down the groan that vibrates up his throat, into me, as he kisses me like I'm the only woman on earth. But then he pulls away.
I'm too distracted to complain, because Teddy eats me like he's starving.
Arlo leans down by my leg and gently caresses my calf, kneading and squeezing.
Knox does the same on the other side. So big and hulking, on his knees for me.
It's too fucking much. All this attention and affection.
My heart feels like it's ready to burst.
Teddy licks and hums, whispering sweet words into my body, things I can't hear, but I can feel. He's focused and humming and kissing and sucking, making me shake in their arms.
Nico—I'm learning a lot about their personalities just through this experience alone—kisses down my neck and tries to slip a hand under my ass. He spreads my cheeks, but Teddy's in control of my lower half, and he slaps Nico away without lifting his mouth off me.
I'd laugh if I wasn't so close to coming, but just as the orgasm crests for the second time, nearly toppling over, Teddy pulls back.
His face is shiny, and he has a big stupid grin on his handsome face.
I'd appreciate it more if they weren't edging me, but he leaps up to kiss me, smoothly trading places with West.
"Is this what you do?" I whine. "Make me wait?"
"We're just getting to know you," Teddy whispers, leaning in for another kiss. His lips are warm and soft, and I try to suck his tongue, but he pulls back. It's like they've orchestrated all of this, tearing right through awkward introductions.
"This is how werewolves say hello?" I narrow my eyes.
Nico answers from beside me, "This is how werewolves show affection. Say hello. Goodnight. Really, there's no wrong way to communicate through cunnilingus."
"You're insane," I laugh.
"Baby, you have no idea how insane I'm going to be for you. Now be quiet and let us finish the introductions."
I can't form a proper sentence anyway, not with West getting comfortable between my legs.
West's hair is shorter. He's leaner than the other guys, but taller. And just as beautiful as the rest of them, and I'm not sure how I'll survive without coming with that determined look on his face.
Brows slightly furrowed, West leans between my thighs and slips two fingers inside me. "You're going to need to take more than this soon, honey." He pumps his fingers, looking at me like I'm supposed to have an answer.
I let go of Nico and Teddy's hands and start reaching out at zippers, whoever I can reach. They're all fully clothed, though. I feel delirious, grasping with need, thinking, yes, I can take more!
Nico laughs. "Oh, you're so fucking ready for us! Nice job Knox. He knew just what to do. You ready, baby? You ready for a knot?"
"I'm ready!" I cry, breathless, not even knowing if that's true.
Knox crosses his arms and comes to stand tall behind a kneeling West, and shakes his head. "Not yet."
Bossy Knox is no fun, I decide. But that's okay, because West is done teasing me. His fingers take to my clit with more pattern and force. He flattens and whips them back and forth. It's all too much. It went on for too long, I have no defense. I couldn't hold it in if I tried.