Chapter 14 #3
He snarled, then lowered his head and gave her cunt one long, thorough lick.
His tongue was rough and determined against her sensitive flesh, and she cried out at the feel of him.
He lapped at her, devouring her, and there was something about it, perhaps in his saliva.
The more he licked at her sex, the more her arousal built, until her whole body was afire with need.
When Ezra had eaten her cunt in his wolf form, she’d felt the same relentless desire.
She twisted beneath Tej, in a torment. “Please. More.”
There was a blur of movement, and then Tej lay upon the rug, with her splayed atop him. She rubbed her aching breasts against his furred chest. His hands cupped her hips, positioning her, lining up her entrance with the broad head of his cock. She was soaked now, and her body needed him.
He slid several inches into her. She panted as she stretched to accommodate him. He was so incredibly thick inside of her.
“More?” he growled.
“More.”
He pushed his hips up. His cock thrust deeper. She was able to take him, barely, and the painful pleasure of him within her made her shiver and shake. Farther and farther, he went in, widening her, filling her, until, at last, he was in to the root.
It was too much. And yet she couldn’t stop herself from moving, urged by relentless desire. She began to ride him, short strokes at first. Her clit ground against the hard plane of his abdomen. She was afire.
“Yes, jewel, that’s it,” Tej rumbled.
Yet her movements stilled when she felt something nuzzling in the cleft of her arse. Ezra, stroking his fingers along the seam between her buttocks, pressing his thumb against the ring of muscle.
“Have you ever taken anyone here?” Ezra asked hoarsely.
She gave a tentative nod.
“And did you like it?”
She nodded once more. Then, “But he was so much smaller than you.”
“What Tej did for your cunt,” Ezra growled, “let me do for your arse. Will you let me, Lady Vixen?”
Gulping, she said, “Yes.”
That lone word turned into a gasp as Ezra licked her flesh. He did it again, tongue probing her. As he wet her, sensation rolled through her. She started to push back into his licks, heat pouring through her, spreading restless desire.
She cried out when he slid a finger, and then another, slowly into her. All the while, Tej continued to fuck her cunt, his strokes careful but sure.
“Do you like this, Lady Vixen? Tej in your cunt, me in your arse?”
“Please,” she gasped, not entirely certain what she pleaded for. “Please.”
“Such a greedy little fox,” Ezra rumbled. “I know what you want.”
She stiffened as the head of his cock pressed between her buttocks. But then she moaned, long and loud, as he eased into her. Just a little, at first. Then deeper, and deeper still, his massive cock thick inside her, until he was in her completely.
She, Tej, and Ezra all went still. Panting, she let her body learn this new sensation.
A cock in her sex, another in her arse. Never in her life had she been so utterly filled.
There was almost no room for her own being, her own thoughts.
Everything was Tej and Ezra and this overwhelming pleasure that inhabited every part of her being.
“I need…” Her words were thin, desperate.
“What do you need, jewel?” Tej demanded beneath her.
“To move.”
“Move, then.”
She couldn’t have stopped herself if someone held a blade to her throat.
Already, her body was in motion, thrusting herself onto Tej’s cock, pushing back so that Ezra pumped in and out of her.
Stars shattered behind her eyes as the wolves moved, Tej going in as Ezra pulled back, and then Tej sliding out as Ezra sank into her.
Her moans and pants grew louder. She lost herself, abandoning everything to this moment.
Something pressed at her lips. She opened her eyes slightly to see Rhys, covered in golden fur, bracing himself close, kneeling by her head. His hand was wrapped around his cock, and he held it to her mouth.
She opened. He made a growl before sliding the head of his cock between her lips.
It was massive in her mouth, and she slackened her jaw to take as much of him into her as she could.
He sank deep, until the head of his cock bumped the back of her throat.
He made another noise as she sucked on him, flattening her tongue against his shaft.
A wolf’s cock in her mouth, another in her cunt, and one more in her arse.
She was only a vessel for pleasure, seduced by these remarkable creatures.
And yet, the wolves seemed to have no other goal but to pleasure her.
As Rhys fucked her mouth, Tej thrust into her sex, while Ezra worked himself in and out of her.
And she could see them in the mirrors lining the ballroom. Her much smaller body pinioned between three massive wolves, fucking and being fucked. They were a writhing, sweating, growling mass of sensation and need, with her at the center of this being created only for ecstasy.
She came so hard, she abandoned the confines of her body.
Her vision faded and all she knew was the three places where the wolves were inside her.
Yet they didn’t relent, continuing to fuck every part of her until she climaxed once more, and once again.
Wrung out, she could only take what they gave her, and gladly.
“Fuck,” Rhys snarled, “I’m going to—” He moved to pull from her mouth, but she sucked him harder.
He stiffened, and his hot, thick seed filled her mouth. He tasted of spice and salt, and she couldn’t drink him down fast enough. As he came, the base of his cock swelled, nearly choking her, yet she held on as she swallowed tides of his come.
A moment later, Ezra let out a long growl. She could feel his cock inside of her, jerking heavily as he came. A rush of seed inundated her. At the same time, the bottom of his cock thickened, locking him in place within her.
Tej let go seconds afterward. He snarled and clutched her to him as his climax struck. Just as with Ezra and Rhys, a knot formed low in his cock, and he stretched her completely as they were locked together.
She felt their seed in her mouth, her arse, her cunt, their knots holding themselves firmly in her body. She was full, saturated, overwhelmed.
Taken.
Jessica came again. Her whole being shuddered with the force of her release, and she gripped Tej as if only his solid form could anchor her in the midst of this maelstrom of sensation.
Rhys pulled from her mouth. Despite all her efforts to swallow every drop of his seed, some still pattered from her mouth to fall onto the expensive French carpet. More seed dripped from her sex and arse. She was a delicious mess.
Long, long moments passed as she lay in the aftermath, still held in place by their knots. Finally, the knots grew smaller, until Ezra and Tej could withdraw from her arse and cunt.
Ezra’s voice was rough in her ear. “Will you take our bites? Our marks?”
Breathless and reeling, she managed, “Will that mark me as yours?”
“It will mark us as yours,” Tej rumbled.
“Mark me,” she panted after a moment. “I want you to.”
Her body jolted at Tej bit down where her neck met her shoulder. There was a flash of pain that shifted into pleasure, which redoubled when Tej released her, only to have Ezra, and then Rhys bite her in succession.
They belonged to her now.
Impossibly, she came once more. Then the room dimmed, and she lost all sense of herself or where she was.
She blinked her eyes open to find herself being gently held by Rhys as he lowered her into a large enameled metal bathing tub.
The bathtub had been set and filled in front of the ballroom fireplace.
Ezra and Tej began to bathe her, soaping her pliant limbs and rubbing suds into her hair with a cake of jasmine-scented soap.
They had transformed back into men, and their brows were furrowed with concentration as they thoroughly, gently cleaned her.
While Rhys had slipped back into his breeches, Ezra and Tej were still fully nude.
Through slitted eyes, she permitted herself the unadulterated pleasure of simply watching their muscles shift and bunch.
Hers. All three of them were hers.
The crook of her neck was a touch sore from where they’d marked her, and she couldn’t help a wince when Ezra’s soap-covered hand stroked over it.
“Easy, Lady Vixen,” he murmured. “This will heal quickly.”
“Yet the effects are permanent,” Tej added.
She couldn’t help but widen her eyes. “Do you mean…?”
“We are bound to you for the rest of our lives,” Ezra explained. “Yet the choice will always be yours. Leave or go—whatever you desire.”
“You said there was a bond between us,” she said. “A bond that enables you to transform to wolves at will.”
“Bond or no,” Rhys said behind her, “you’ll never be forced to stay with us.”
“But we will do everything in our power to ensure that you want to stay,” Tej added with a wicked smile.
Then his smile faded, and the three men wore equally grave expressions.
“What do you want, Lady Vixen?” Ezra asked huskily. “Your desires are all that matter.”
“I want…”
She looked at each of them in turn. Beautiful, sensitive Rhys.
Passionate, thoughtful Tej. Roguish but yearning Ezra.
In their eyes, she saw that they would honor her wishes, do everything in their power to keep her safe, while also respecting her strength.
Nothing she’d ever known, or would know, could ever come close to who they were and what they had become to her.
What she had become to herself in the course of these extraordinary days and nights.
“I want you,” she said. “My men. My wolves.”
They each exhaled, and each gazed at her with such affection and tenderness and desire, with promises of future passion and endless escapades, there was no doubt that she’d made the right choice.