He lowers his head and takes my nipple into his mouth, releasing it with a loud pop. “In the clearing. Did you see the other wolves that looked like me?”
My heart tumbles as he keeps sucking and biting. “Yes.”
“That’s because theywereme.” He lifts his head and looks into my eyes. “That’s one ability that hasn’t left me yet, and I would give anything to share it with you in case it does.”
I shake my head, confused.
“I can fuck you in three forms, little bird.” He grips my wrists and holds them to the bed as he rubs his cock against me in long strokes. “I saw your fantasy. Of me in your pussy. Your mouth. Your ass. I can give you that. All at once.”
My skin rages hot as fire. “And you can… you can feel it all?”
He nods and kisses my throat, scraping with his fangs. “All of it. Every orgasm I give you. Every clench, every suck, every stroke.” He leans close to my ear. “I can bite you three times. In three different places, fucking and sucking you at once. And I can come inside you three times. In three ways. I can fill you up with me, Nephele, and fuck, I want to.” His eyes darken. “You once said I am not your god. But I bet I am before this night is over.”
Chills rush over my skin as I all but pant beneath him, needier than I have ever been.
“Do you want that?” he asks. “Do you want me to claim you, little bird?”
Though it might be my undoing, and though I’m not certain I can survive the unthinkable pleasure that awaits, I answer the only way I can.
“Yes, Neri. Fuck, yes.”
30
NERI
It’s a strange and wonderful experience watching Nephele from beneath, the way my second form clutches her throat, fingers hooked in her lovely mouth. With her head tilted back in ecstasy, she rides us so hard, her perfect little breasts and the sleek curve of her abdomen glistening in the firelight, her porcelain skin illuminated by a thin sheen of sweat.
“You're fucking taking me so well, Nephele,” I whisper through the lips of my second form, pumping into her from behind. “Taking all this cock so godsdamn deep. Do you want more, little bird? Because I can give you more.”
With a whimper, she shivers when I lick the shell of her ear and reach around to tease her clit. But then she nods in answer, sucking on the fingers in her mouth as though all life depends on it.
My second form releases her, and she collapses against my chest. Fuck-drunk, she presses her hands into the mattress and pushes up to meet my stare. Clasping her face, I lift my head and capture her mouth with mine. She sucks on my tongue, making it clear what she wants from me.
But then she tells me. “I want you in my mouth. Please.”
Her expression is hazed with lust and hunger, inspiring me to give her all that she desires.
My third form appears then, kneeling near my shoulders. Nephele glances up with sweet surprise, as though she didn’t think I would answer her request so quickly, which makes me smile. She doesn't hesitate to take that rigid and jutting cock into her hand and mouth.
The sensations that ripple through me at her touch are enough to destroy me. She’s everywhere at once—sucking the head of my cock, licking my balls, stroking my length, fucking me. Her scent is all-consuming, so powerful and invading, that I can barely take it anymore.
As my third form moans under her ministrations, I cup her breast and take her hard little nipple into my mouth. I feel the blood rushing under her skin. Smell it. It’s too delicious not to taste.
With her hand still wrapped around the base of my third form's cock, she drags her mouth free and cries out as I tenderly bite down, my fangs puncturing, leaving only earth-rattling pleasure in the wake of my assault.
“Please don’t stop,” she begs. “Please, Neri.” Her eyes roll back, and I fuck her harder from beneath and behind, giving her every thick inch I possess.
Needing to fill her every hole, my third form opens her lovely mouth again and slips an aching cock between her pouty lips. She returns to feasting and stroking, lost in complete euphoria, even as she lifts her pretty blue eyes. I love that I can gaze into her icy stare as I smooth her blonde curls back from her face and thrust in and out of her throat. I could watch her full lips, stretched wide, sliding up and down my cock for hours. But I can also taste her nipple in my mouth, her blood flowing freely as I suck and flick and bite that tender bud.
Through my second form's vision, I follow the long line of Nephele's arched spine down to her narrow waist and the pale globes bouncing against me. But my focus lingers on the sight of two cocks impaling her slick, pink pussy and her tight ass, an image I brand into memory. I close my eyes and revel in every heady sensation bombarding me. It’s all so good—so right—that I almost give in to the need throbbing inside me. Almost succumb to a multiple orgasm that might end me when none else could.
Instead, I simmer a little and retract my fangs from the curve of her breast, thankful for the control to unlatch. In response, she drags her mouth off the cock between her lips and lowers her gaze. I see not only the promise of an impending orgasm on her face and in her eyes, but I can also feel it building inside her, that sweet heat tightening around me.
Time for a finale, I suppose.
In my third form, I slip one hand into her hair and turn her head back to my cock while I begin stroking myself with the other. “Open that beautiful mouth for me, little bird.”
She obeys so readily, so quickly, that it takes three seconds to stroke out my release, my body jerking with each spasm as I spill every last drop on her luscious lips and tongue.
