Rescued by Her Wolves (Paranormal Werewolf Menage Steamy Romance) (3 page)

Pulling my face free from his, I dropped to my knees and began to worship his erect spear. Able to properly inspect it now, I realized that it was just as intimidating in sight as it had been in touch – even more so, in particular. My fingers began to deftly stroke it as I studied the prominent vein that ran down the shaft, feeling the skin roll slightly as my fist began to prime this trembling weapon.

Grunts from above told me that Randall was satisfied with the attention it was receiving; the urging of his fingers, diving into my hair, told me what he needed me to do. At his command, I parted my lips around his throbbing cock and took it between my lips.

If I told you that it was a perfect fit, then I would be lying my
ass
off. The thing was
huge
. It was a
monster
. I didn’t think I could handle even
half
its intimidating length, let alone the entire thing.

But Randall was determined that I would properly worship his thick shifter cock and, with his hands pushing down around the back of my head, he urged me ever downward. I struggled to relax the muscles of my throat, desperately trying to please him and accept more of his generous length into my mouth. Sometimes, I had to withdraw his cock, taking a few deep breaths, but he soon had my lips back around his shifter shaft, halfway down the length at least.

It wouldn’t have been so difficult if he wasn’t so
thick
. Just the very thought of it inside me terrified me – how could it fit? How wide would it stretch me?

But my thoughts were soon distracted, as I realized that the two other shifters had banded around us. Already doing themselves the pleasure of relinquishing their clothes, their throbbing cocks hung at face level on either side, and I couldn’t imagine how I was going to possibly satisfy them all.

While I began to bob up and down on Randall’s cock, my hands reached for the other rock-hard erections, stroking them firmly and quickly. The shifter pack grinned with pleasure as I performed on all of them, and I found a measure of pride when their eyes closed and their deep, rumbling groans lifted from their throats.

As I continued to work their shafts, I started mixing it up a little. Pulling my lips free from Randall’s cock, I descended down on one of his
slightly less
well-endowed packmates, shifting to stroking duty on his cock. Rosco’s firm shaft happened to be closer to my lips, so it was his that I engulfed with my mouth. It lacked the sheer girth of the alpha’s erection, and matched it
mostly
in length. This made it
far
easier to please him, and as he took over pushing my head down, I was surprised to realize that I could inch much further down his cock.

The shifter cock roulette continued on for a while. I spent half a minute blowing one of my partners before my head was pulled free, and my lips were shoved down another. All the while, I kept my hands occupied, ensuring that I was always pleasing all three of them at the same time – no matter the specific configuration. To be used by all of them, their throbbing cocks a blur in front of me, was an experience nothing like any I’d had before, and I loved every moment of it.

But soon, I was growing frustrated that none of the pleasure was
mine
to have, and the shifters seemed to pick up on this quickly.

Pulling themselves free, their groping hands descending upon me in a small flurry. Grasping my breasts, with calloused fingers grazing against my puckered nipples, I felt a small rush to add to my mounting desire. Meanwhile, Randall kneeled before me and began to kiss across my abdomen. Slowly, surely, he peppered a trail down my thighs, rising back up to kiss his way to my wet pussy. As I felt his tongue press inside, teasing my folds, another shifter met my gasping groans with his lips, his own tongue sliding passionately across my own.

I squeezed my breasts as they pleased me, letting my fingers twist my puckered peaks and tweak my nipples as I saw fit. After a moment, a pair of hands reached down to brush mine away, taking care of the task for me. Freeing my hands up, I stretched one hand down and wrapped it around the cock of the shifter kissing me, stroking the handle as his lips groaned into mine.

Randall’s warm lips between my legs teased harder now, focusing their attention on my clitoris. I squealed and moaned as my thighs clenched harder, clasping around his shoulders as he worked my body.

Another squeeze of my breasts, the calloused fingers brushing against my erect nipples, and I was in paradise.

The handsome men surrounding me continued to work my body for a few minutes before their collective, urging need overwhelmed them. Thoroughly satisfied, I was ready for more by the time that they all drew back, with Randall pulling up from between my legs to kiss my lips once more.

“Are you ready?” He whispered in my ear.

“Yes,” I gasped, watching his eyes carefully.

Pulled my legs around him, my hips below his, he held himself above me with one palm against the ground as he grasped his firm cock with the other. I felt the head brushing between the folds of my wet slit as he teased me, and a sly smile appeared across his lips.

“Just do it,” I pleaded.

“Patience…”

He continued to rub the head along my slit, and I forced myself to maintain restraint. Finally, it pushed inward, and I gasped as the sheer
fullness
of his erection began to stretch the walls of my wet chasm. The stinging pain filtered into my mind as he pushed, pulling back briefly to only push harder. My hands clasped to his shoulders as my fingernails dug into his skin, biting into the flesh as he forced me to take more of his generous size inside.

Finally, when I thought I could take no more, I felt him rest comfortably against me with his thick cock fully hilted into my wet pussy. As he pulled back, he started to thrust into me, going gently at first. Each push from him forced my lips apart, a gasp wafting into the air as I concentrated on withstanding the pain.

Burying his face into my throat, he kissed my skin deeply and passionately. I felt things I’d never experienced before, as this intense shifter thrust his widening length into my unprepared pussy. I wanted my body to adjust faster, but at the same time, I wanted to experience each and every painful, blissful thrust as I had for the first time.

But after a few minutes, as he continued to be gentle with me, I
did
begin to adjust. It was a process, but the pain dulled over time, and the ratio slid much further into the pleasure aspect of things.

It was not much longer before Randall withdrew himself with a slight smirk on his face. “Out of the group, alphas eat last,” he whispered, “and they climax last, too…I always take the first taste. But now…it’s time to step aside for my pack.”

Rionn and Rosco eagerly surrounded me, their thick erections ready to go. Rionn pulled me onto all fours and mounted me from behind, rubbing his shifter shaft between the juicy lips of my pussy before pushing himself deep into me with a mighty thrust.

After growing accustomed to the alpha, taking Rionn inside wasn’t nearly as bad. My body adjusted to him quickly, and it’s a good thing, too – he was eager to dominate me from the get-go. His hands clasped around my hips as he slammed against me, swiftly pulling us into a fast, steady rhythm that drew another long, mind-blowing moan from my lips.

Right around that moment, I felt those lips press against the head of another shifter cock. Opening my eyes, I realized that Rosco was holding his cock to my mouth, his hand coming to rest at the back of my head. A wide, mischievous smile was planted across his face as he urged me to take his cock inside, and I willingly obliged. Parting my lips around the shaft, I swallowed half of his erection into my mouth, feeling his hand grasp a fistful of my hair before setting the speed he wanted.

The two of them fell into a steady rhythm as the two incredibly rugged shifters took me, with Rionn quickly dominating my hips and Rosco’s demanding cock pushed into my mouth. The shifters started to speed things up, fucking me between themselves as their willing, submissive mate. I was completely loving it as my tongue swirled along Rosco’s shaft; I teased his frenulum and savoring the salty thickness he had offered me. Meanwhile, Rionn was powerfully shoving his mighty erection into the folds of my drenched chasm, fulfilling me in ways more pleasurable than any of the boys I’d ever fucked before.

Rionn and Rosco pulled themselves free, with Rionn laying down on the ground. Taking me by the hand and pulling me with him, I settled into a straddling position atop him, my palms sliding across his chest while I adjusted to his body again. With myself on top, I realized I was in control – I set the speed as I started rolling my hips across his, the full length of his thick cock pushing up between my folds. The shifter on the floor beneath me groaned in pleasure, his hands clasping onto my hips as I fucked him, biting my lip and keeping my seductive eyes locked onto his hazy gaze.

Rosco stood back for a few minutes, letting me have my moment to fuck his brother in peace. However, he grew tired of stroking himself, finally stepping into place and grasping my hair in his fist again. This time he tugged my lips around his cock
hard
, and dominated my mouth within the instant. I sucked down his thrusting as well as I could, feeling him hold my head in place as he shoved his unforgiving mass into my throat over and over.
Thank god I don’t have a gag reflex
, I thought to myself as his thickness dove deeper inside me, while the shifter himself grew rougher with me all the while.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Randall watching carefully. Stroking himself lightly, he was watching with painful need filling his face, and a primal hunger radiating from his furious eyes. As soon as his shifters were done with me, he looked like he was going to swoop in and savagely take me – I was as intimidated as I was completely aroused at the very thought of it.

Rionn took back control beneath me as my focus was kept on Rosco’s punishing cock – the shifter’s hands clenched deeper into my hips as he held me in place, thrusting upwards harder and faster. I loved being used by them – all semblance of control taken from me as they occupied my body, using it to pleasure themselves. I wanted to get both of them off, to know that I had drained them of their seed. That I had brought these incredibly handsome men to completion by myself.

Rosco pulled himself free from my mouth now, and I gratefully took the moment to swallow a full deep lungfuls of air. Concentrating on Rionn again, I wondered what Rosco was going to do next – I mean, my mouth was the only opening he could use, right?

Wrong.

I felt a slight pressure against my hidden star, and almost panicked for a moment.

“Don’t worry,” I heard reassuringly in my ear as the tip pushed against my asshole. “I’ll be gentle. Let me do this, and you’ll experience things you’ve never felt before.”

“Are you…sure?” I gasped while Rionn bucked against my hips again, before stopping to hold me in place.

“Certain,” he answered, and slowly pushed himself inwards. He was incredibly careful as he did so, using my saliva across his cock as improvised lubricant. With the smallest cock of the three (although still bigger than any I’d previously seen), he was the easiest one out of them to take inside.

Inch by inch, he pushed himself deeper inside, pausing periodically to draw back. He would always reclaim the lost ground and then some, strategically working with my ass as he sheathed more of his cock inside. Finally, he was satisfied with the distance, and his hands snaked up to my breasts as he squeezed, his mouth biting into my shoulder.

We lunged back into our lovemaking, as the two of them pushed against each other, their cocks separated only by a thin wall of flesh. Rosco’s grasping fingers brushed my nipples again; with the combination of the sensations they were making me feel, they sent small spasms down my spine.

I gasped out my satisfaction with my chest still heaving. Rosco had been right – it was a painful adjustment, but it mixed in equal parts pleasure. It helped that they staggered their rhythm, as Rosco always pulled out as Rionn pushed in, and vice versa.

It was as I had my eyes closed, my palms on Rionn’s chest and losing myself to the sensations, that I felt the third cock enter the fracas. Opening my eyes, I realized that Randall was here again, pushing his cock against my lips. His eyes were furious, jealous, filled with absolute animalistic hunger.