Espino, Stacey - Surrounded by Wolves [Wolves of Climax 1] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever) (7 page)

The men released her legs, but she wanted more, needed more. Patrick stood up, chest to chest with Evan. “You’ll break her,” he said.

“I’m not stupid.” Evan tried to push the Viking aside, a growl escaping his lips. The primitive display aroused her tenfold. Patrick shoulder butted the other man, sending him back a foot.

“You’re not thinking straight either. Whatever happened to following Garret’s orders?”

“Fuck it. You started this shit, so let me finish it.”

Travis stood up, too. They were protecting her from a man who’d potentially fuck her so hard he’d damage her. The raw need Evan displayed didn’t scare her, but turned her on. She knew in her heart he was a good man, just as lost as she was in the lure of sex. “Leave him,” she said.

All three men turned their attention to her, shocked she spoke, or perhaps because she wanted Evan despite the danger. Travis and Patrick parted ways, leaving a clear path for Evan. His eyes sobered as he stepped forward. He bent over and scooped her up like a rag doll. His arms were warm and strong, holding her high and close to his body. “I won’t hurt you,” he promised. She hoped he wouldn’t be too gentle, not tonight. It excited her to see such a big, strong man lose all faculties because he wanted to be inside her so desperately.

“I’m a big girl. I think I can handle you.” She wanted it rough, never wanted anything more at the moment. Evan smirked as he carried her to the bedroom. He had a cute dimple in his cheek. The smile suited him.

He sat her on the edge of the bed and removed her undergarments. As he lowered over her, forcing her to her back, he sucked air in through his teeth. “You’re the one, Cassidy. I know it.” She wasn’t sure what he meant, but it sounded good in the heat of the moment. “Tell me you want me,” he said as he ran the head of his cock over her wet slit, teasing and taunting.

“You know I do. I’ve never needed a man more than right now.”

He took in a deep breath as if keeping himself in check. “Do you want my dick inside you, filling you, stretching you?”

“Oh God, just fuck me,” she whined, pulling his neck down. Cassidy became the aggressor, too eager to wait. She kissed him hard on the mouth, and he quickly took the bait, kissing back, his tongue playing with hers. If a man had a taste, he was the epitome of it. He intoxicated her.

He guided his cock into her folds. She urged him on by digging her heels into his lower back. As he entered her she was rewarded with immediate gratification. She’d never had a man better endowed. He stretched her walls to a new extreme, sating the itch that had tormented her since she arrived in Climax. “You’re squeezing my cock, Cassidy. You feel like heaven.”

“More,” she panted.

Once buried to the hilt, he began to pump his hips. The friction stirred her lust higher, building heat and pressure in her cunt. “Mine,” he said on the cusp of a growl. He thrust harder and faster the longer they were connected. The man was strong as an ox, his cock rock hard, his stamina unrelenting. “I won’t share you.” He grabbed her hair, pulling hard enough to tilt her head.

“Yes,” she muttered, savoring the sting and the fucking. This was how sex was meant to be. Not soft and forgettable, but hard and untamed.

Maybe the sheer power of the man over her would indeed break her, but at least she’d die happy and satisfied. The only time she’d met her peak was with a battery-operated toy, not the skill of any man.

Cassidy could see the two dark figures enter the room. Only the firelight from the main room brought a faint glow of light into the bedroom. Travis and Patrick were shrouded in shadows, stalking closer to the bed as Evan pummelled her pussy. She could see the outline of a proud erection, so the men must have stripped off their jeans.

When the bed dipped to one side, Evan made a sound similar to a snarl, whipping his head to the side while keeping her caged within his arms.

“Cool it,” said Patrick. “Pack rules, brother.”

“He’s gonna blow,” said Travis with a chuckle. Clearly they weren’t threatened by the malevolent energy coming from Evan.

Patrick brushed the hair off her forehead. “No, he’ll play nice. Otherwise, we’ll report him to Garret.”

Evan’s body stiffened, the frown on his face softening. He was going to share her with his friends.

Chapter Six

Travis couldn’t wait to join in. Cassidy’s body called to him, a sweet invitation that went beyond words. Keeping his libido in check had always been a challenge, especially living in the remote northern town of Climax with no mate.

He had to have Cassidy, had known since he first found her in the construction trailer. He’d wanted to hoist her against the wall and fill her with his cock the moment he saw her big blue eyes. Now he was drooling at the bit, desperate to spend his seed inside her. There was no way Garret would send her, literally to the wolves, without expecting Travis to make a move. His alpha knew him too well.

“You’ve been having all the fun, Evan. You need to learn how to share your toys.” He knew Evan had a troubled past, as most of them did. They weren’t a blood-related pack, but lone wolves banded together, seeking refuge from a world gone mad. Together, the five of them started their own pack with Garret as the clear dominant in their group. It was an instant friendship between them, a natural connection. There were so few werewolves in the world, and the ones he knew of were spread across the globe.

The Rockford wolves had become their natural enemies once they’d settled with Garret on his land. Land passed down from generations of elder wolves and entrusted to future generations to keep it virgin. It wasn’t an easy task with so many humans out to destroy it, or wolves out to steal it. The Rockford Mine was Gregor Mining’s main competition, and the wolves who worked there saw themselves as superior. They wanted the Gregor wolves gone, to move off the land. Or switch sides. They’d even offered to buy them out, but Garret would never agree to give up their legacy. For shifters, land and honor were everything.

For Travis, sex was a close third.

Evan glared at him for a long moment, then pulled away, his cock still erect as he stood at the end of the bed. “There. I’m sharing,” he said with venom in his voice. Travis didn’t wait for Patrick to make a move. He crawled over Cassidy’s body, between her parted thighs. She was already primed and swollen, so his cock slid into her pussy with ease. It felt amazing to have a woman’s cunt hug his dick. He’d waited too long to indulge himself. With the full moon testing his control, he’d been a walking time bomb lately. If nothing else, tonight would give him a reprieve from his nagging libido and perpetual blue balls.

“You’re nice and tight, baby girl. Even better than I imagined you’d feel wrapped around my cock.” Having a woman’s bare flesh, moist from lovemaking, pressed against his was something he savored. She smelled like a woman, sweet and feminine—both things he rarely got to enjoy around pack mates and working at the mine. He inhaled deeply at her neckline, tempted to sink his incisors into her flesh.

“What’s the matter?” she asked breathlessly. He’d stopped pumping into her, shocked by his own thoughts. How many females had he bedded over the years? Too many to count. But he’d never had the desire to mate, to mark one of them as his. It must have been due to the territorial threat Evan presented. He still stood to the side, a low growl rumbling from his chest.

“Nothing, darlin’. Do you need it harder? Faster?”

“Both.”

She hugged his shoulders, smoothing her small hands over his back. When she lifted her head off the mattress, seeking a kiss, he turned away. Kissing was an intimacy he avoided. He was sure it would kill him to offer himself in such a way. It was so much easier to just have sex for sex’s sake, no complications, no guilt, no emotion. Rather he sank his head to her neckline and began to fuck her good and hard, his forearms curved under her shoulders. The bed rocked and she cried out with each upthrust.

“Travis…” she cried.

“Bring her to a precipice so I can join in,” said Patrick. He didn’t want to hold out on his friend like Evan had. They lived and breathed as one creature. The pack had one soul as Garret often reminded them. When they ran together as wolves, they communicated telepathically, given deeper glimpses into the heart of each man. He could never separate from the pack, which was why it was logical for them to share one woman, one mate—when the time came.

Evan had his own dark issues he kept hidden from the others, just as Travis had. He’d have to get over sharing because it was supposed to be the most natural thing between pack members. They lived, ate, worked, and played together. But this was the first time they’d had a woman in their cabin.

He fucked Cassidy harder, suckling her earlobe and then tonguing her erogenous zone. She was peaking. He could feel her pussy spasm radically around his cock. “Get some bacon fat,” he managed to mutter, trying to keep himself from spending inside her just yet. He wanted this night to last. As difficult as it was to admit it, there was something different about his human girl. Something intangible.

When Patrick returned, he rolled them to their sides, holding one of her legs over his hip to make room for his friend. It would feel immeasurably better having another cock share her body. He could already imagine the squeeze and Cassidy’s cries as she climaxed harder than she ever had.

“What are you doing?” she asked warily.

“Patrick’s joining us, sweet thing. There’re three of us here tonight. You knew that.”

“But…how?”

He reached around her body and lightly touched her puckered little asshole. She gasped and clutched to him.

“I can’t. We’ll take turns. Anything but that.”

Her sudden rush of fear was potent. What was she so afraid of? He wasn’t sure if she was a virgin to anal sex, but assumed that was the cause of her nerves. “We’ll be gentle. It’s Patrick. He knows what he’s doing.” There was no way he’d allow Evan to mount her ass now, not with the crazy way he’d been acting tonight.

She shook her head. “Please. I’m afraid. I tried that once before, and it hurt so badly.”

“It’s not supposed to hurt. Whoever you were with clearly didn’t have any regard for your pleasure. I promise it will be different now. With us.” He didn’t push her though. Neither did Patrick. The other shifter sidled up along her back, kissing her shoulder blades.

“Don’t worry yourself, Riding Hood. I won’t take anything you aren’t giving.” Patrick glanced at him from over her shoulder. His eyes reflected in the dark, more wolf than man. He flashed his fangs
. Fuck.
The strongest one amongst them was losing his humanity.

“Take her pussy from behind, Red. You need it.” He slipped out of her and assisted her to her hands and knees. Travis poked his head under her arm and sucked her swaying breasts as Patrick thrust his ready cock into her pussy, doggy-style. She screamed, a cry of ecstasy, unadulterated pleasure. He slipped away to avoid being crushed by their violent movements.

Evan couldn’t stay away. He climbed onto the head of the bed where Cassidy clenched the bedding in both fists to keep herself grounded as Patrick fucked her like a stallion from behind. Beads of sweat rolled down his face, spilling onto her pale back. Travis watched as the other man licked his finger and then brought it to her nether hole. He held her hip with his free hand and impaled her ass slowly. At first she jolted out of her lust-filled haze and tensed. But Patrick stilled, only pressing further in measured increments. Her breathing became more labored, and her hips swayed as if inviting him to continue.

“Help her out, Evan. Give her something to amuse herself with.”

Evan didn’t hesitate to tilt her chin up. Her wild eyes connected with his briefly, but shifted to the large cock poised near her face. “Will you?” he asked.

She licked her lips and then opened her mouth for him, her body jerking each time Patrick fucked her. Cassidy sucked half his length, supporting one hand on his thigh. Her eyes were closed as she lost herself in the act, engorging herself on Evan’s thick meat.

He kissed her back, admiring the feminine curve, grace, and beauty. Patrick had two fingers deep in her ass as he worked her cunt. She’d accepted the intrusion, no scent of fear lingering around her.

It was time. Travis lay on the bed, his erection waving freely as the bed jostled. Patrick pulled free, continuing to stoke his cock as he knelt on the bed. Evan cupped her head in both hands now that he had her to himself. She shifted her body until sitting on her knees, giving full attention to his cock, the thick length disappearing down her throat and reemerging, over and over.

“Sit on Travis’s dick, Cassidy. Look how hard he is for you.” She complied with Patrick’s request. The quiet city girl had unleashed her naughty side. There was a wanton woman underneath that sweet, sensible exterior. He loved it—a woman to match his own demanding needs. She crawled over and briefly sucked his cock before straddling him.

As soon as she impaled her soaking pussy over his throbbing cock, Patrick moved in.

* * * *

When she felt Patrick’s presence behind her, his hot skin radiating onto her exposed back, she knew. He was going to try to double-team her again. She had to admit the thought now aroused, tempted, and excited her. The simple touch to that forbidden area had been electric. When he’d finger-fucked her rear entrance, he did it in a skilled manner causing her no pain.