Episode Thirty-Eight Mating Bites

A lliana

My lover, my pack leader, always waiting for consent. This makes me love him more.

I nod carefully, not wanting to miss a stroke with my dear Deklan in my mouth.

We're all spiraling higher, all readying ourselves.

Mirron comes first with the loudest bellow I've heard him make. He sprays inside me, his cock jerking in pleasure. His canines aren't much more pronounced than mine, but his bite is deliberate and easily breaks the skin.

It sets off a chain reaction deep inside me. It's more than an orgasm. It can't even be described as an explosion. It's as if a child's tower of blocks crashed to the floor and now it's being built back up again in a new configuration.

The keening moan at the edge of my awareness is mine. Dek's pulled out of my mouth and is standing, eyes wide in fear.

With every muscle in my body still pulsing in pleasure, I pull him toward me, slide onto him as far as I can go, and keep bobbing my head, wanting to give him the same pleasure that's coursing through me.

Dek leans to one shoulder as Luka leans forward to the shoulder Mirron just vacated. They both pierce my flesh at the same moment.

I shriek in pain and pleasure and become mindless as a storm whips through me. Rearranging everything inside me, cleaning me, changing me, and easing away as if it had never been there.

Then my orgasm hits with a crash and sweeps me away on a tide of pleasure so wide and deep I can't quantify or describe it.

Deklan

"She passed out," I say with a chuckle as I pull my cock from her beautiful pink mouth. "We gave her so much pleasure our female passed out." It was beautiful to watch.

"You sure it wasn't pain? We didn't break our prize?" My handsome mate, usually so stoic, asks, his voice filled with fear.

"No, mate. I got a close-up view of her face and watched her take us all with pleasure, then die and be reborn in the mating process. Then her bliss snuck up on her with the force of a summer thunderstorm."

"Let's tuck her in the furs and let her sleep," Luka says.

It's been a joy watching my younger brother grow since Alliana's arrival. I've babied him. I know, it's done him no favors. It's so hard to say no to the male I parented since he was an abandoned kit. He's grown into a strong, caring male in these few short weeks as he learned to care for our prize.

"Let's ease her into our pool and wash all our liquids off her," I say when I see a glob of my cum in her fine white hair.

The three of us take her to the pool and wash our prize as we should, with all the love we're capable of.

"Sometimes it amazes me how tiny she is," Mirron says as he combs his fingers through her hair.

"Tiny body, big heart, and the courage of a warrior." I reply. I'm still shocked this little female killed a male from her world with two arrows to the neck. And so grateful.

She opens her eyes and looks at the three of us. Of course, the first words she says are, "Are we mated now? Do I have to bite each of you?"

"It isn't necessary," I assure her, "but we all would love it if you used that very talented mouth of yours to bite us. It may not leave a permanent mark, but we would know it's there."

"Is that true?" she asks with an eager glance at each of us.

"Yes, Love," Luka says, an indulgent smile on his feline lips.

"Yes, Little Flower," I say and lean to kiss her cheek, then lick my mating mark.

"Yes, Little Bird," Mirron says with a wink as he licks the spot where he and Luka marked her.

"Little Bird?" she asks, eyebrows reaching toward her hairline. "You're going to call me that from now on?" Her eyes flick to the spot on the wall where that bird used to sit, although now it's tangled somewhere in the furs.

"It's fitting, don't you think?" Mirron says as he kisses her cheek.

"Well," she takes a long pause and tilts her head happily, "It helped you fit, didn't it?"