Eric gripped his cock, pearling with cream. The sharp claws around such tender flesh aroused her to a fevered pitch. She took several steps closer, despite her intent to keep her distance. She took one more step, and he yanked her to him by the hair.
“Now, Dom.” Turning her in his arms, he made her watch, like all the others, as Dom shoved Malcolm belly-up against a tree, spread his ankles, and fucked him hard. The straining groans, the forceful sex and slick sounds of entry and retreat, made her mouth water. Especially when she watched Malcolm strain against his own climax. His scent permeated the small clearing in which they all stood.
“See how Dom owns him?” Eric asked in a gravelly voice. “He’s reaming our new packmate, tunneling through that fine ass to make way for me, later.” Eric bit her neck and shoved a hand between her thighs. He groaned as he played with her wet slit. “You’re so sexy, so fuckable.So mine.”
He raised his hand from her pussy to his mouth and sucked his finger clean. Then he turned her around and kissed her until she couldn’t think, could only feel.
The sounds of Dom and then Malcolm yelling out their pleasure resonated, but Eric dominated her attention.
He tasted like perfection, and she wanted more. Before she knew it, she was sliding down his body to take his fat cock in her mouth.
He groaned as he shoved forward, making her take him to the back of her throat, which should have been much more difficult than it was. A hazy state of consciousness took over as she accepted a small burst of her prime’s seed. And then hands touched her, everywhere. Down her back, between her legs, over her breasts, her belly, her clit. Stroking and playing, teasing her into sucking harder, taking more and more of Eric until she felt as if she drowned in him.
“Yes,” Eric hissed as he gripped her head by the roots of her hair and fucked her mouth until he came. Spurts of cum washed down her throat while her prime took his pleasure.
He finished and withdrew. Yanking her to her feet, he carried her in his arms past the throng of well-wishers back to the house.
The next thing she knew, she was blinking up at the human forms of Eric, Dom, and Malcolm. She lay in Eric’s huge bed. Seeing the three of them, she suddenly understood why the bed had been built on such a grand scale.
“Now it’s time to take care of you,” Dom said with a sinful smile.
“Oh yeah,” Malcolm agreed, his voice hoarse.
“You’re ours now, Vicki. My mate, my queen. Part of our pack.”
Dom chuckled. “You fully turned Ravager, honey. I’ve never seen that before in my life. You’re the one.”
“What one?” Lethargy and a sense she wanted more from these men robbed her ability to reason. With a lazy motion of her hand, she beckoned Malcolm forward and spread her legs wider.Mine, all mine. I claim you three, forever.Something inside her roared with satisfaction at the thought.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Enthralled with her wet pussy, Malcolm didn’t ask what she wanted. He clamped his lips around her clit and gave her the pleasure she desired.
Dom leaned forward and caught her breasts in his hands, then his mouth. Teasing and playing, he and Malcolm brought her to the edge of orgasm in moments. But it was Eric she watched, gauging his reaction.
His narrowed gaze and shallow breaths brought her attention to his cock, once again erect and straining. “You want this inside you. But this time I’m taking what else belongs to me,” he growled.
Before she could ask what he meant, Malcolm shoved a finger inside her and sucked harder on her clit. She arched up in climax, unable to stave the explosion taking her past reason. As she came down from the ecstasy, Eric repositioned her on her hands and knees on the bed while Dom and Malcolm left.
She wondered if he meant to initiate her in some private manner when Dom and Malcolm returned, wiping down their cocks, their concentration on her mouth. Understanding dawned, and she found her desire building once more.
She licked her lips. “You want me to—”
“Yes. You’ll swallow them both. Eager to suck some cock, pet?” Eric breathed as he blanketed her body, prodded her thighs apart and shoved deep into her pussy. He pounded into her with enough force to touch the sweet spot deep inside her sex, but before he touched off yet another incredible orgasm, he withdrew.
She turned to see Eric staring down at her ass, fisting his erection. “You made my cock nice and wet. But let’s get you all ready for me.” He slowly inched a finger inside her, and when it felt too much, he pulled out, spat on the digit, and pushed it in again.
“Eric,” she breathed. God, the burn felt fantastic. The small bursts of pain were drenched by the pleasure of his touch. He added another finger and scissored them both, trying to make room for something bigger.
“Oh,” she moaned, even as she instinctively rocked back to welcome his touch.
“Oh yes,” Eric whispered as he withdrew his finger and prodded her hole with his cock. He moved past her tight rim, slowly but steadily, and the pain of his intrusion was nothing next to the fullness of his possession. He continued to push until he finally seated himself all the way inside her.
Then he stopped, letting her feel all of him.
Dom stood in front of her, by the bed, and held his cock in hand. “Now suck me, Vicki. Blow me the way you did before. Trust me, my cum will make Eric’s taking your ass so much better.”
“As if it could get better,” Eric teased, then groaned as Vicki tensed around him. “Easy. I don’t want to hurt you.”
