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A smile twitched at my lips. Typical guy answer. I let my fingers rake through the length, well past his shoulders. I thought it might have a little wave to it. “You have nice hair.”

“So, am I ugly? You know, being a beast and all.” I heard the forced playfulness in his voice.

“No, not to me. I like the feel of your face. It’s different, but nice.” I trailed a finger down his arm. He had more body hair than I would have thought on such a young guy. Was that part of becoming a beast? I took his hand in mine and explored those sharp claws. It amazed me they could touch and stroke me without gouging me.

Jay took my hands. “Here, do me.”

I smiled at his eagerness. His jaw felt heavy in my hand, rounded chin and very full lips. Again, the jaw seemed longer than it should and the shape of the mouth, odd.

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He held very still as I roamed over his face. A broad nose, high cheekbones but not sharp. Deep-set eyes.

“Are your eyes yellow too?”

I felt him shrug. “Darker, I think.”

“Yeah, more golden or something,” Derek added.

“Amber, maybe?” I wondered if they knew what that looked like.

“Yeah, like that, I guess. And they shine sometimes. When we’re excited or angry.” I loved the way Jay’s voice rumbled through his face into my fingers.

“Shine? Like a flashlight, or more like reflecting light?” I had trouble picturing that.

“Kind of like a dog’s do at night when they catch the light.” I really wished I could see that.

Again, thick, bushy brows. I reached his hairline. He’d pulled his hair back after his shower, but it still had a wild quality to it. And coarse, very coarse, maybe a bit matted? I trailed my fingers lightly over it to find where he’d gathered it at his neck.

Almost felt like little ropes, or dreadlocks, wild and wooly, not the neat type people used to get “done.” I picked out a stray bit that felt like grass.

“Jay, what color is your skin?”

They both chuckled. “Black.”

“As black as your hair?”

“How’d you know my hair was black?”

I smiled. “Because that’s what it feels like. The texture is different.”

“Oh. I’m not as dark as my hair, but darker than Derek’s hair.” I felt that shrug again.

Well, that gave me some idea. If Derek’s hair was medium to light brown, Jay would be dark black. I left his hair and stroked the back of his thick, muscled neck.

He whined a soft moan.

“You like that?”

“Hell, yeah!”

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After a few more strokes I moved on to his shoulders. Wide, strong shoulders leading to a chest that felt lean but muscled. “
Mmmm
. Nice, Jay.” He had plenty of kinky chest hair. God, I loved chest hair teasing my nipples. “How old are you?”

“I don’t know, never thought about it. Derek?”

“Got me. I don’t remember much.”

“You don’t remember anything from before, um, before… you know…”

“Nope, don’t remember a thing from before.” Derek’s firm assurance shocked the heck out of me.

“That’s not quite true. We remember that we were together. Sort of remember…” Jay’s voice trailed off, sounding confused. “More of a feeling really than a memory, I guess.”

Well, that explained a lot of things about them. And why the bond between them seemed so strong. A bond I’d never share. The dark well of loneliness gaped open, ready to swallow me again.

“What’s wrong, Pretty?” The back of Jay’s hand wiped at tears I hadn’t known I was shedding.

“
Shhh
, Pretty, it’s all right.” Derek rubbed his hand up and down my back soothingly. It made my heart ache even more. “It doesn’t bother us not to remember.” I shook my head, afraid to trust my voice. I had to get a grip, not let them see how weak and needy I really was. Men don’t like clingy women. They would leave me.

I’d be alone again. Panic rose to squeeze my chest.

When they molded themselves around me, I couldn’t take it anymore. Tears flowed with the despair in my heart. They both made little soothing noises, petting and stroking me.

“Tell us, pretty Mei. What’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing. Really,” I lied

“Bullshit. Mei, talk to us. We’re your packmates. Packmates share.” Derek’s tone made it clear he expected me to obey. That alpha dog thing again.

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“That’s just it. I’m
not
your packmate. I’m not one of you. I’m just a blind woman, a burden no one wants.” My chest clenched on another sob.

“No one wants? Pretty Mei, how could anyone not want you?” Derek sounded more than confused. Angry, as if insulted that no one had wanted me.

“
We
want you. You’re
our
pretty.
Our
packmate. I’m glad you’re not like us.

You’re much softer and prettier than we are.” Jay’s innocent words brought light to the darkness inside me.

“That’s right, pretty Mei. You’re with us now. We are a pack. The three of us.”

“But you two, you have such a strong bond. You’ve been friends, more than friends, for as long as you can remember. I’m just… convenient.” My sniffles filled the following silence.

Derek took my face between his hands. “Pretty Mei, you aren’t the first woman we’ve seen. You
are
the first one we wanted to be with. The only one we want as our…

our… Damn, what’s a good word, Jay?”

“Partner? More than packmate.” I could hear Jay struggling to make me understand, or maybe help them understand in words something that was more like instinct. “Like bonded, beyond just being together. That’s why we mated with you, not just had sex.”

What the heck did that mean? I drew in a shaky breath, thinking about last night.

There had been something oddly formal about it. They way they positioned me, the bites. A shock ran through me. Someone had said the beasts were part wolf, part human.

They both became very still and quiet, maybe thinking it through just as hard as I was. What did it really mean? Mated with? Wolves mate for life. I would never be alone or unwanted again. “You really chose me not because I was vulnerable but because you want
me
? Even suspecting I was blind?” Even before the virus, no one had wanted me like that.

Both men rubbed faces with me, soft little whines tickling my skin. Soon their bodies joined in, hugging, rubbing, touching. It seemed so innocent, so intimate, so
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much more than words could say. They spoke to me with their bodies, hands, lips, in a language I understood well. The language of touch. No mistaking their message -- they wanted me for me.

Hope, relief, and excitement all tangled up with fears I’d held too long to just let go in a breath. But I would try.

Emboldened, I stroked Jay’s shoulders and across his chest. He sucked in a gasp as I found and teased his nipple. My other hand swept along his body, urging him to lie back.

“Hey, me first, pretty Mei.” Derek tugged at my wrists until I set my hands on him. He lay on his back, waiting for my touch.

I swept across a chest not quite as wide as Jay’s but equally fit. He had less hair, and it was much softer. It’d still feel amazing rubbing my breasts. I found one nipple, teasing it lightly.

“Yeah, Pretty, harder,” Derek moaned out. I took it between two fingers and rolled it, then pinched.

“
Unnggnn
!” He nearly howled.

I swept my hands over rock-hard abs, lean ribs and hips. He tensed and twitched when I teased his belly button. He grabbed my hands, then let go, letting me explore as I wanted.

Teasing through his curly pubic hair, I sought his strong thighs. Nicely masculine with smooth, male hair coving them. He spread his legs as I stroked up the insides of his thighs.

Soft whines turned to moans as I toyed with his full sack, rolling each nut gently.

Heat flooded my pussy. I could hardly wait to get my mouth on him. But first I owed him a deeper exploration of every bump, vein and sensitive spot on his long cock. The broad head fit neatly in my palm as I massaged his pre-cum around. Velvet over steel, I loved the soft texture over his hard length.

“
Unngggn
! Pretty,
ahhhg
.” Derek’s hips rolled and thrust.

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I smiled and kissed my way around Derek’s cock. Something about sucking a man’s cock excited me almost as much as one sucking me off. I licked the tip, salty pre-cum dripped from his slit. Using my tongue, I explored his cock, down to his balls and back up the other side, licking, kissing, sucking at the skin.

“
Ungggh
!” He moaned and thrust up so hard I choked. Hands brushed my face, hands that pushed Derek’s hips back to the bed.

“Easy, dude.” Jay spoke softly to Derek, but his hold stayed firm. Derek whined but didn’t try to get away from him.

Sucking like a vacuum, I took him deep in one stroke. He howled and moaned, hands clutching and releasing my head as if he had to fight the urge to shove me on his cock harder.

My tongue bathed the underside as I slid up until the rim bumped my lips, then worked my way back down. The way his body quivered and writhed under me sent flames of need deep into my pussy.

“Shit, man, she really likes getting us off! The smell of her cream is making me crazy.”

I smiled around Derek’s cock, swelling with his seed. I paused to lick just the end. His moans turned to warning growls, and one hand gripped me hard. I sucked down, palming his nuts with one hand and stroking the base of his cock with the other.

Derek jerked loose of Jay’s hold. His hips shot off the bed, and his howl of release echoed around the room. My pussy throbbed with each pulse of his cock that filled my mouth with his cum. I sucked and swallowed until he lay still beneath me. He ran his hand gently through my hair.

“My turn, sexy Mei.” The sexy growl in Jay’s voice had my pussy creaming so much it dripped along my thighs. The bed shivered as the guys changed places. Derek set my hands on Jay’s shoulders.

From his shoulders, I swept down his chest, seeking his nipples hiding in the kinky hair. He gasped and arched into my hand when I found one. I stroked across the
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other one, then continued down his ribs. I spread my hands wide and caressed the hard planes of his belly. Strong, so very strong.

Jay whined and moaned softly.

“Damn, I wish you could see his face, pretty Mei. Looks so damned sexy.” Derek’s breathy words came from across Jay.

I traveled lower, following the trail of hair down Jay’s hard body. His words were carried on a sigh of pleasure. “Feels good, Pretty, keep going.” It wasn’t far until I nudged the head of his very hard cock. I swept around it, earning myself a warning growl. I ignored him and kept going, down to strong thighs under his lean hips. He was a good bit hairier than Derek, but that didn’t bother me a bit. I went as far as his knees and started back up the inside of his thighs. I caressed more than explored on the way up.

“Ahh, shit, yeah! Pretty.
Ungggn
.” His breathy whine accompanied his hips thrusting up as I toyed with his heavy ball sack. I wouldn’t be rushed. I explored the length of his cock, every vein, every ridge. Marveling at the sheer size of him. Thick and meaty with a broad head, though not so long as Derek. How had that fit so comfortably? My pussy flooded remembering how damned good it had felt.

His hips thrust, trying to fuck my hand. I took the hint and stroked his rigid cock. “
Ungggnn
! Pretty, God, yes! Harder!” I set to stroking him harder with one hand while the other toyed with his sack. It drew up, and I felt a change in his cock. Remembering how easily he’d come before, I stopped.

“No! Shit, Pretty, don’t stop!” A growl replaced the pleased whines. He grabbed me, claws pricking my skin.

A louder growl stopped him. “Let her go, Jay.”

His hands dropped away.

I leaned over and ran a long lick from base to tip. His cock rose to my every lick.

His hands sank into my hair, pulling back before he hurt. His hips thrust at me, all but begging. I smiled and suckled just the head.

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“Shit, Mei!
Uhhhgggnn
.” He started to thrash and thrust, hands gripping the back of my head to hold me. I choked when he thrust too hard and deep.

“Easy, Jay, fragile.” I think Derek pulled his hands away.

I went back to work, feeling the swell of his cock that signaled he would come soon. I sucked as hard and deep as I could, then pulled back until just the tip was in my mouth.

“
Uhhhaggggnnn
.” Whines turned to moans and sexy growls and yips. Derek’s hair brushed against me. I touched his cheek softly and trailed down to where his tongue teased one of Jay’s nipples. He licked my finger, sucking it for just a moment.

Heat pooled in my pussy.

We went back to work pleasing Jay. My tongue swirled the tip of his cock and, just as I felt his seed rise, I sucked hard and deep.

Jay’s howl echoed around the room as his cum spurted into my mouth. I swallowed and swallowed the salty cream. My pussy ached, wanting to be filled. He dropped back to the bed just as hard as when I’d started. These guys had staying power any man would kill for. I bumped into Derek’s head, our tongues sweeping over Jay, licking the last of his cum off.

“Your turn, Pretty.” Derek urged me down with hot kisses along my face, neck and shoulder.

Jay’s hands caressed my thighs. “So silky! What do you want, Pretty?” I stretched out, spreading my legs. “Suck me?” I’d only had one lover that would, and he obviously hadn’t enjoyed it. But the way they kept going on about smelling my lust, maybe they would.

“Oh, hell, yes!” Jay dove between my legs.