Chapter 9: Awakening

~Please.~ My she-wolf yearned. ~Let them touch me.~

It was a tiny voice in my head. As much me as she was.

The sense of my skin being free made her yearn for freedom of her own. I felt the prickle of her fur beneath my skin, trying to push through.

She was nearly demanding to be released. She wanted these males all over her.

The starved expressions on their faces told me I was in trouble.

~Big trouble.~

~They want the same.~

I struggled underneath Chase, trying to cover myself from the three pairs of eyes watching intently. But Chase’s knees were pinning my arms to my sides. I tossed my head.

“I want her now,” Huntley whined. “Her wolf, she’s crying for us.”

“I know,” Victor dismissed. “We all do.”

“We can all feel her,” Chase said tightly.

Victor bowed his head to tease his lips against the tender skin of my breast before parting his lips and drawing my supple nipple between them. Lathing it and then drawing it deep into his mouth, he tugged at my breast in a primal way.

I gasped. My back arched as though he’d put a hot iron to me.

My hands found their way to his hair, winding through it as my she-wolf responded to their wandering touch in a way I’d never expected. Huntley and Chase’s hands traced the curves of my breasts. The outer edges, the slopes, and the tantalizing hollow between revealed the subtle line of my abdomen rising at their base. Revealed how slim I was.

My chest twisted in his direction, moving with a volition of its own to offer him better access to my body.

I was instantly heated by the feel of his warm mouth suckling me. My thighs burned, and the yearning inside me heated until I thought I’d catch on fire. I felt the surge of heat slipping out of me to slide through my crease.

~What am I doing!~

~What’s happening to me?~

Chase slid down to straddle my hips and forearms so he could cup the other one. They suckled at me while I lay there. No longer struggling as tiny moans escaped me. I wiggled my hips, yearning for something I couldn’t quite define, grinding against their weight in a rhythm that I couldn’t explain.

My she-wolf might not be at the surface but she had obliterated all thought. Possessing my body, she savored what they were doing. Enjoyed the exquisite nipping and pulling that had set my loins on fire.

There was no thought of fighting them. Only surrender.

“Screw you two.” Huntley sniffed the air, rolling his head as he was consumed by the wild pheromones I exuded.

He rounded to stand between my thighs, disappearing from my view.

I could only see Victor and Chase’s dark heads working my sweet flesh. Victor cupped my breast on both sides, greedily molding it up to get more in his mouth. His other hand freely roaming the flat planes of my chest and upper belly.

My eyes flecked with yellow and narrowed to pinpoints as I took in the arousing sight of his dark head bent over me. It was exciting.

Despite all his roughness and brute behavior, Victor’s mouth was gentle. Just as coaxing as his voice had been the night of the pink moon. Hot and persuasive all at once.

Both males were moaning in pleasure at the feel of pliable tissue.

Chase showered little kisses around the edge of my areole on the other side. The small nub of flesh swelled and became tender.

I reared up when I felt Huntley’s fingertips circling my opening. Stroking my slit, he groaned in need. He pressed a firm rod of flesh against one of my thighs.

They were turning my body to lava. I felt like I was melting everywhere for them.

Just minutes ago, they’d all been playfully bathing in the creek. Now they were all grunts and moans. Profoundly serious. And determinedly feeding on my flesh.

Victor sat up and I felt a moment of relief. Hoping I could gather my composure and flee like I should.

~Like Martha always told me I’d need to.~

But in my peripheral, I caught Victor stroking a hard point of flesh lightly in his hand while his flat stomach flexed in tune with the motion. I was so hypnotized that I couldn’t look away. But as his gaze fell on me, I realized what he intended to do.

Alarmed, I shook my head and tried to wiggle away. “No, no!”

But I was shouting at them less than I was shouting at my own internal being. Desperately trying to force my wolf back into her cage.

“Quiet,” Victor said softly.

But it was the time to be defiant. “No, I’ll scream.”

“Then you’ll summon the rest of the pack. And the way you smell, they won’t be nearly as kind as we are.”

“One look at your gorgeous body and they won’t have a chance.” Chase lifted his head to agree, before resuming his licking.

I barely noticed Chase was plucking at the laces of my bodice. Freeing it, he tossed the oversized scrap of leather over his shoulder and nearly hit Huntley with it.

Huntley had caught my shins. Pushing them together, he announced, “I’m saving her for the Mating Moon. So, nobody else can enter her either.”

That made me blow a long sigh of relief. Whatever this was, it didn’t mean that I was going to become a pack bitch.

I knew what those were. Though I couldn’t ever remember seeing one, I’d heard them use the term in camp and knew it was something to be dreaded. It was generally a female that was chained and left to be rutted by every lustful male in the pack.

“Too late,” Victor said, gripping his cock to aim it down toward my lips. “Open your tempting mouth for me, sweetheart.”

He rubbed that velvet staff along my lips until they unconsciously opened. My tongue reflexively slicking out to moisten them in readiness.

I wanted to know what he would taste like.

The leaves rustled against his knees as he drew closer.

“Open your mouth all the way,” he ordered, fist still clenching his iron-hard cock.

I hesitated.

“Come on, Valerie…” His tone turned coaxing. “Aren’t you the least bit curious?”

I was.

“You could turn us into your pets.” Huntley pressed against my leg again. “If you submit. If you give us you.”

My thoughts were scattered with everything they were doing and struggling to contain my wolf. It had to be the lust talking for Huntley to say something like that.

He ground a hard bit of flesh against my leg as he made long desperate sounds.

I parted my lips a little more and Victor eased his rod into my mouth. Catching the back of my head, he made sure he could completely embed in my throat. I jerked in objection to the stretching and my eyes watered.

“Relax, Rabbit.”

He withdrew enough that I could take a quick breath, calming me.

~He’s not going to strangle me.~

Then he glided back in, rolling over the surface of my tongue.

Soon he shuddered in pleasure, making sounds of approval that urged me on.

That was exciting.

~Those sounds he was making…~

I felt my thighs grow even damper and suddenly I was greedy. ~I want more…~

I began to stroke my tongue along the side of his length. Listening to his cues and seeing what brought him the most pleasure.

Suddenly I heard Chase spit and felt dampness between my breasts. A moment before a heavy weight dropped there. I pushed my chest up, feeling the stroke of a new texture.

His heavy rod lay there.

He scooped the outer edges of my breasts and folded them together. Then he began flexing forward to stroke into the crevice he’d made between the soft globes of flesh. He was moaning in pleasure. His length dragged along my sternum more furiously. His passion and pleasure intensified as he grew harder, fucking my breasts more desperately.

Victor was working himself into my mouth. He tasted free and wild.

I watched Chase from the corner of my eye, witnessing his growing delight.

Huntley spit too. But it must’ve been on his hand because I felt him sticking a soaked palm between my thighs where they covered my soft lower lips sheltering my sex.

~What’s he doing?~

I knew a moment of uncertainty, wondering if he’d violate me.

“Oh…” Huntley groaned. “She’s already wet as the river…”

All three men made anguished sounds. As if that was nearly too much to bear.

Victor’s pulsing thrusts against my lips strained my throat and for a few brief seconds I couldn’t breathe. But I soon learned his rhythm, breathing between his thrusts, anticipating when he’d linger.

“Ohhh, your mouth!” He threw his head back in pleasure. His fingers clutched my cheeks, guiding my face. “Your beautiful lips along me…”

He made a primal, possessive sound. A growl of deep masculine need.

My breasts ached along the sides, where Chase’s fingers were biting into them to keep them formed around his cock. But he glided smoothly between the sensitive flesh, creating a friction that had me awash with interest…

But what Huntley was doing felt like pure bliss. His nimble fingers sifted through my soft lips.

I felt the shock of his cock slipping into the hollow above my thighs. He glided along my slit, fucking the area between my thighs. Every stroke of him rubbed along a tiny nub there, sparking my nerves and making me offer small screams around Victor in my mouth.

All of them were having at my body.

I was vulnerable and seductive, empowered but weak beneath them.

They could hurt me in an instant. They were strong and fierce, but it was my body offering them pleasure now. It was their bodies building new sensations in me.

Victor rolled his hips over my face to get a straighter angle down my throat. He propped up on his palms and toes in a push-up as he leaned over me to pump into my mouth and throat. My throat stretched to accommodate his length. He ground against me. His fingers dug into the dirt for leverage. His base pushed at my lips as if he couldn’t get enough.

He grunted with every pulsing thrust.

It was all happening fast. But I wanted to know what the culmination would be.

They’d all become so animalistic that I craved more.

My she-wolf was howling, wanting to bend over and give them everything.

Then Victor entered my mouth and lodged there. Seated deeply within the lining of my throat, he purred in pleasure and injected his fluid into me.

I whimpered along his flesh, pleading at him with my eyes.

“Oh…You feel good,” Chase grunted, his cock pressed through my breasts and prodded my chin which had been moving side to side with the movements of Victor’s hips.

Huntley was plowing between my thighs, lying sideways across them. His belly on one of my thighs as he formed a ~T~ across my body. “Damn. I want in her!”

My body was alive, vibrating with a sense of urgency and all my skin felt slick. I lifted my ass to meet Huntley’s thrusts.

“She wants it so bad,” he whined.

He was right. I’d never admit it aloud, but I wanted more. I felt hollow, but I knew I wasn’t ready for what we all wanted.

“Me too,” Chase complained.

“Not yet!” Victor barked.

He must have also sensed they were all seconds away from piling over me and shoving all their cocks into my little hole.

The others, as always, automatically obeyed him.

Chase threw his head back and spurted his fluid up my chest and onto my neck. Shouting in pleasure, he offered a few more thrusts through my cleavage to milk his cock of the gleaming drops that remained.

Huntley was next, scooping the back of my thighs and my hips to drive more roughly into my thighs. Slick from the fluids emanating from my lower lips, he pleasured himself between my legs. The rubbing along my opening made me damp in an unfamiliar way. He moaned and became more lustful as he writhed, planting between my thighs.

I felt one shudder, then another at a delightful coiling below my belly. I was seconds away from something incredible.

Just as I felt Huntley grow fiercely hard and begin to shake, I released. My thighs clenched around him and a sound escaped me that I hadn’t known could come out of me.

My nipples hardened and Chase’s grip on my breasts was almost too exquisite to endure. My breasts shivered as my body quaked.

Then everything stopped and I felt completely limp. Exhausted from whatever had just happened to me.

***

Chase used my discarded fabrics to wipe my chest and neck.

“Get out of my way,” Victor ordered him.

Scampering from Victor’s path as he slipped out of my mouth, Chase and Huntley slipped down to hold my arms and keep me from moving.

Chase and Huntley pulled me up onto my knees. I weakly faced Victor as he crouched angrily before me.

He gripped my hair and tipped my head back to look at him. “You’re a wolf in this pack, Rabbit. You don’t hide things from the pack.”

His eyes dipped to rove over my exposed flesh. “Especially treats so sweet.”

I nodded that I understood. My eyes wide at his sudden harshness.

He’d made his point.

With that said, Victor nodded for the others to let me go. Then he stood and offered me a hand. “Now, get up.”

I reluctantly took his hand.

He pulled me to my feet.

Huntley smacked my bare ass before my skirt fell back over me. “Next time, one of us will be sticking it in there.”

Chase poked me in one ass cheek as he jogged by laughing.

I stood on shaking limbs, glaring at him.

“Never again,” I told him, my sore lips whitening in a hard look.

~I can’t let them get ahold of me again.~

I’d want more.

I already felt somehow uncomfortably hollow. And I was sure if I let them do it again, I would let them do much, ~much~, more to me.

“Oh, it’ll happen again,” Victor said in a dangerous tone. “Many, many more times.”