Chapter 27

Chapter Twenty-Seven

When my body stops trembling, Leon tilts me back and lays me against Eli once more, his cock slipping out of me and spilling cum across the bed. I lie there, panting, my legs wantonly askew. Eli wipes the sweat from my forehead and grins.

“You know,” he says, leaning down to brush his lips over mine upside-down, just a gentle whisper of a touch. “Only my wolf got to have you out in the woods. But I think it should be my turn this time.”

Anticipation ripples out from the place our lips are touching, all the way to my toes. He was an animal in his werewolf form, fucking me against that tree. I wonder what human Eli is like.

He seems to understand just how overstimulated I am right now, because he takes his time, lowering my head to the bed, and then kissing down my chin to my throat, leaving warm splashes on my skin every place he touches me. When he reaches my breasts, he nips gently on each one, taunting them, teasing them. Then he sits up to take off his clothes, and I help him, because I want to see him.

He’s gorgeous, in a special Eli way. I love how his hair is even darker than his brothers’, and his eyes are like warm chocolate pools. I lose myself in them as he cages me in his arms, letting me feel the weight of his body on top of mine. He drags his hand down between my legs and just ever so slightly brushes the pad of his finger over my clit, which causes my body to twitch and jerk.

“Perfect,” he says, sliding his hips down so they’re resting at the juncture of my thighs. His cock is alert and seeping with his excitement, the excitement he carefully hides behind his stern face. But I want to see him come undone again, to go wild.

So I wrap my hand around his cock, then circle his hips with my legs and pull him toward me. He enters me in one wet, fluid motion, and Eli gasps, gripping the blankets tight in his hands.

“Oh, fuck,” he moans, his way eased by all the cum Leon left inside me. He fills me up on that first thrust, burying himself in me. His dark eyes are even darker now, consumed by the black pupil at the center. He turns his head away, like seeing my face is too much for him.

“Eli,” I say quietly as he withdraws, then slides in slowly, firmly, as far in as he can before his knot meets my entrance. “Look at me.”

I hold a hand to his cheek as he glides into me again, and he lifts his eyes to meet mine. There are so many deep, soft emotions in them as he continues his progress, his knot pushing me apart with each thrust, that I have to hug him tight against me.

“Tiff.” He leans his forehead against mine and sighs as we join again. “You feel amazing. Like nothing else in the world.”

Those dark eyes remain fixed on me as he leads me slowly, like a horse to water, toward my orgasm. With each gentle stroke, his thick knot asks me to spread wider and wider, one millimeter at a time.

“Yes,” Eli murmurs, caging my head in his arms. He kisses me hard and deep while that thick, fat bulge slides farther into me. “You’re taking me so beautifully.”

“Are you ready for Eli’s knot?” Leon asks, pushing a curl of hair away from my face while Eli gently, slowly fucks me. “Can you let all of him inside you?”

I nod rapidly, eagerly, and Eli moans as even more of him pushes through. The stretch feels like heaven, and it’s lifting me higher and higher into the sky, gentle as a hot-air balloon.

“Little rabbit,” he whispers, kissing my cheeks, my nose. “I can’t wait for you to come apart.”

At last, he eases through, and then his whole knot is encased in me. When he moans, it’s a full-throated sound.

“Ah, Eli!” I cry out as he reels his hips back to pull his knot free, then buries it inside me a second time. Then a third time.

“Good girl,” Leon croons, wiping some sweat from my forehead as Eli continues his slow, steady thrusts. “Now come around his cock. Drench him.”

My voice is stolen from me as my body obeys. This orgasm is bottomless and full of love, just like Eli is. My cry is trapped in my throat as he sends me flying off the edge. I cling tight as he tenses up above me, trying to push through my climax, but I can tell by his open mouth that he’s failing.

He buries his face in my neck, pumping his hips furiously as he empties everything inside me. I writhe as he jams himself in one more time, my pussy clamping down hard around his knot.

Finally, Eli collapses, barely holding up his big chest with one arm. I squeeze him close in the embrace of my legs, relishing the feel of him stuck in me, all his warm cum still inside me. He traces my cheek with his hand, and a sigh of contentment tickles my face.

“I’m glad I could have you like this,” he says, just for me. “I want to be with you in all the ways I can.”

“Damn,” Quinn says. Gently, Eli peels us apart, and Quinn, in his big, brown werewolf form, is watching us hungrily from the floor beyond the bed—and stroking the huge, pink cock that extrudes from the furry pouch around his big balls. “That… that was…” He groans as he strokes faster. “So fucking hot.”

Poor Quinn, the inexperienced and sexual creature that he is, has been waiting for so long. Eli gives me a knowing smirk.

“Do you want Quinn’s big werewolf cock?” he asks me. “Have I loosened you up enough for him?”

I nod furiously. “He’ll fit.” Just thinking about it, I clench around Eli, and he squeezes the flesh of my shoulder with his teeth.

“Do that and I’ll have to fuck you again,” he mutters. Eventually, when his knot comes down, he slides out of me. A warm gush follows it.

“Thank you,” he says. “For trusting us enough to come here. For being with me.” With a final kiss, he helps me up. “Now I think someone is waiting for you.”

Quinn is sitting on the floor, his tail wagging wildly, his cock thick and heavy. When I open my arms to him, he leaps onto the bed on top of me.

“Tiff,” he hums, licking my face. Dribbles of his cum fall to my belly. “God, babe, I need to be inside you. Please.”

I kiss the tip of his nose. “I’d love that.”

With a snarl, Quinn grabs me around the middle with two firm, clawed paws and throws me onto my belly on the bed. I let out a squeak as he grips my hips and pulls me up onto my knees so my ass is in the air in front of him. He groans, kneading my generous flesh in his claws.

“Oh, fuck.” The slippery head of his huge cock is already nudging at my opening. He slips in easily, thanks to Eli’s knot widening me, and those claws dig even deeper. “You feel incredible.”

Quinn pants, his slobber falling onto my shoulder as he tries desperately to hold himself back.

“It’s okay,” I tell him, pushing my hips against his so he slides even further in. He rewards me with a groan. Then Quinn lets out a furious roar and slams his cock in, burying it all the way inside me. His knot butts right up against my pussy, and he grinds it against me. He drags his tongue from the back of my neck down my spine, leaving a trail of saliva behind.

“How is your pussy so good?” He reels his hips back, then thrusts in, yanking a cry from my throat. Quinn drops forward, supporting himself with one arm while he fucks me. His teeth graze the back of my neck, my hair, tangling in it. He huffs hot breath on my skin while he pumps inside me again and again, that swollen cock demanding I open for it, and my body gratefully accepts. The shape of his cockhead, so different in his werewolf form, carves a vicious path of pleasure through me with every stroke. I bury my face in the blankets as I start to shiver and shake all over, so sensitive from my last two orgasms that I can barely stand it.

“Please,” I sob. “Please, Quinn.”

He huffs against my back. “Please what, baby?” He pumps even faster, even harder, and I cry out, my whole body tensing and vibrating with the power of my unfurling climax. “You want to come? You want me to stuff you full?”

I nod helplessly, needing more, and more, and more. With a guttural snarl, Quinn shoves his cock deeper, that massive knot of his pushing even harder on my pussy. I whimper, feeling a burning stretch.

“Quinn,” Leon says in a warning tone. Panting, Quinn pauses. “She’s not ready yet.”

“But—”

Leon growls, and Quinn hastily retreats. Instead, he fucks me with just his shaft at an even more brutal pace, until I’m screaming, ripples of agonizing bliss spreading across my body.

“That’s right, babe,” he growls into my ear. “Come all over me. Give me another one so I can fill you all the way up.”

When my orgasm hits me, it’s like a tsunami, bowling me over and hurling me down into the sand. Behind me, Quinn moans raggedly, and his cock swells up even bigger, shoving through my tight channel, over and over.

“Oh, god,” he grunts, his claws nearly biting through my skin. He snarls as he hits his own climax, shoving himself so deep his knot is frantically trying to push through.

Finally, Quinn comes to a panting rest. He drags his paw tenderly down my back, over my ass. Then he nuzzles my hair with his nose as I collapse to the bed.

“Someday I’ll fit my knot into you,” he rasps in my ear. “And then I’ll fuck you with that, too.”

The suggestion makes me shiver all over. Gently he withdraws, and his cum gushes out of me onto the bed. I’m not sure I’ll be able to move after that absolutely thorough claiming.

Quinn chuckles at my dazed expression. “Sorry, Jace,” he says. “I wore her out.”

I raise my head to find a big gray werewolf crouched beside me. Jace slips his furry arms around me and pulls me into his lap. There he cradles me, his cold, wet nose nudging my cheek.

“Is that right?” he asks, one paw tracing over my belly. “Are you tired?”

I try to shake my head, but truthfully, I’m exhausted after everything that’s happened over the last few days. I don’t know if there’s even one ounce of strength left in my body.

With great care, Jace lies me down on the bed next to him, spooning me with his much bigger body. He pulls me into his arms, enveloping me. His cock has extruded from his sheath, at half-mast against my ass, but he doesn’t move to use it. Quinn in his werewolf form, and Eli and Leon in their human forms, all climb onto the bed around us.

“I’m really glad I saw you at that bar,” I tell Jace, covering his huge hands with my small ones around my middle. I loved how his face lit up whenever he told a joke, how the time flew by when we stayed up late chatting.

He tightens his grip on me and sighs with his head tucked over my shoulder. “Me, too. You mean everything to me.”

I shift my legs so that his cock slides down, between the cheeks of my ass. Jace groans involuntarily, his hips jerking against mine. Reflexively, my thighs part, and soon Jace has slipped between them. His shaft glides easily over my pussy, which is soaking wet. Jace grunts against me, thrusting again to apply even more friction against my clit. I’m still high on sex, and my body is so well-used that I buck against him.

“Oh?” Leon asks, lying down in front of me. He props himself up on one elbow, then trails his hand down from my sternum to my nipple. “Are you ready for Jace’s cock now, love?” He leans down to bring my breast into his mouth and sucks, sending another jolt through me.

“Lean forward, Tiff,” says Jace, all his usual playfulness gone, “and spread your legs.”

I do as I’m told, leaning closer to Leon and turning my body so I can open my thighs for him. This way, Jace’s cock slips between my wet folds, and he groans. Gripping my flesh, he angles himself so the tip sweeps past my entrance. I moan as it slicks over that divot again, and again, then finally dips inside me. I’m so covered in cum that it’s easy for me to take him, but Jace moves slowly anyway, only teasing me with the head as he grips his cock with one clawed hand, guiding it inside me.

It takes nothing for him to thrust in.

I let out a cry, and Leon holds my hands in his while Jace pumps his cock into me a second time. In his werewolf form, Jace is big, and the friction of him inside my tight channel is bringing the coals of my pleasure back to life. I thought I had nothing left, but I was wrong.

Leon grins as Jace moves in and out of me, making a wet slurping sound with every pump of his hips.

“Do you like that, love?” Leon asks, scooting in even closer to me so he can palm my breast in one hand, my belly in the other.

“Yes!” I’m aching with my need to orgasm again, but I’ve had so many that I have to reach for it. As if he can read my mind, Leon traces his hand down to where Jace is sliding in and out of me, and gently brushes his finger over my clit.

“You’re taking Jace’s big werewolf cock so well. What a good girl.”

My entire body spasms. Again he rubs me, and again Jace’s cock plows into me, and my legs are shaking violently with my need. White fur is spreading across Leon’s body as he watches us, as he touches me, and he pulls his hand away as it transforms into a huge paw with long claws. Growling, he wraps his hand around my neck and pulls me in.

His huge jaws open and his tongue darts into my mouth. This wrenches a groan from my throat as that thick tongue explores me, tentative, while Jace’s cock rams into me over and over. I buck against him, desperate for more.

When Jace slides in deeper, so does Leon’s tongue, down my throat. Drool coats my cheeks as Jace’s breaths come in heavy pants.

Whereas my orgasm with Quinn was an avalanche, Jace is nursing something else in me—a small flame that’s slowly growing, building and swelling, with every thrust.

“Tiff.” Leon pulls his face away, fangs glistening with his drool. “Will you tell us… Will you tell us that you’ll stay? That you’re ours?” His gravelly voice is tinged with uncertainty. “Please.”

Maybe it’s just the endorphins flowing fast through my veins, but I can’t imagine anything better. Staying here, with them? With Leon and Quinn, Jace and Eli?

“Yes.” When the word tumbles out of me, Jace groans and sinks his cock even deeper. “Yes!” I imagine sleeping every night, surrounded by them, and my peak pounces on me. I cry out, burying my face in Leon’s soft chest, fisting my hands in his fur. Jace groans as he thrusts faster, spreading my bliss like hot oil across my body.

“You feel so fucking good,” Jace whispers to me, clutching me closer as my orgasm tears me to pieces, then puts me back together again. “I’m going to pump you so full, Tiff.”

And he does. He lurches as his cock grows, as he fucks me harder and faster.

“Oh, fuck,” Jace moans. As he swells, my pussy resists, and I careen straight over the cliff. Jace jerks again as he spurts inside me. More and more of it fills me, until each of his mad thrusts is splattering cum down my legs.

At last, Jace’s movements slow, and he bundles me up as close to his chest as he can, both of us breathing hard.

“Soon, you’ll take Leon’s knot,” he says, and the aftershocks make me tremble. He groans as I clench around him. “But only when you’re ripe.”

“Ripe?”

“Ready for us. Ready to carry our pups.” He licks my ear. “Our mate.”

Soon, Eli and Quinn are on the bed, too, each of them resting their heads on me.

“Okay.” Sleep clouds my voice. I think I’ve agreed to both marriage and children in one breath, and I don’t mind it at all. To be loved by all four of them, forever…

“Our queen,” says Quinn, running his claws through my hair. “We found her.”

I’ve finally discovered where I fit, and I don’t even realize it when I fall asleep.