Her Mates (5 page)

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The twins disengaged themselves from their mate with the help of the others. They grinned up at the other brothers. Brand chuckled at their smug expressions.

“Well I guess it takes two of you to get it right,” teased Francis, laughing as he dodged a thrown pillow.

Brand shook his head at their antics, all the while arranging their mate to cuddle against him. Francis finally came over after apologizing to help the twins clean their mate. When they were satisfied, Francis took his favorite position and nestled his head between her legs, cupping her bottom cheeks.

“We almost lost her today,” murmured Brand while he stroked her stomach and breasts in a steady rhythm.

“I didn’t even know what was happening until she roared,” Seth said in despair. “All I could do at first was watch as that cat swiped a claw at her and our little mate charging in to try to bite. I have never felt as powerless as I was in that moment.”

“She was so fierce, almost as if she had no thought in the world but to protect us. She has come to love us, I think,” Brand said in wonder.

She woke up feeling every ache and pain throughout her body. The ache between her legs and at her back entrance were overshadowed by the intense feeling of being mauled by a full-grown mountain lion. The trembles wouldn’t stop as she continued to relive the previous day’s events. Following the initial rush of adrenaline, the ramifications of her actions truly sank in. Fear and terror fought a battle in her heart and mind at the knowledge that she was, in fact, an animal. The rage that was the focal point of the attack came from a part of her that until that day had lain dormant. She knew instinctually that any threat that came to her or her new family would meet with deadly force. She would not hesitate to kill either man or beast.

A slight noise brought her attention to the window where some of the men had stopped to talk. She understood their rage as they, too, went over yesterday. Their solution, of course, was ludicrous. No way in hell would she stay there, in and around the cabin, a prisoner.

She stormed outside to confront the miscreants. She had no thought of her nudity. They had seen her in all her glory.

“What do you think you’re doing?” yelled Seth from the barn.

She felt something shift inside her when Seth grabbed her arm. She used his forward motion to send him soaring over her head. Her internal battle raged on as she watched Seth come slowly to his feet. She felt herself on a precipice, and at any moment she would plunge down into an abyss.

The low growls coming out of her mouth made the men step away slowly. She swayed from side to side, clenching her hands together, making them white. She kept darting her eyes from one to the other in a constant circle.

“Honey, calm down and breathe,” whispered Jean-Paul. “We will discuss this calmly and rationally. You can’t change, because you could do some damage to yourself.”

“Shh, love. Breathe, baby, breathe. Thatta girl. Breathe in and out.” Jason used the same hypnotic voice as his brother as they called to their mate. They each slowly advanced with arms opened and inviting.

They enfolded her in their embrace as she kept taking shuddering breaths. They stroked and petted her as she slowly calmed down.

She gently extracted herself from their embrace and faced all her mates. “I will not be a prisoner here. I will leave first,” she said firmly.

“Honey, you would never be a prisoner. We just want you to be safe. You are our everything, and the thought of losing you is unbearable,” said Brand as he held out his hand for her.

She placed her hand into his and allowed herself to be pulled toward him. Her naked flesh snuggled up against his rough shirt and pants. He stroked her back, following her spine until he rested his palm on her bottom.

She let the men surround her and felt their warmth enveloping her. She sighed as the last of her rage diffused into their combined love. Shuddering from the lingering pain and the underlying fear of never having any freedom, she let them support her weight. The gentle breeze flittered across her body, causing little bumps to rise on her skin. The men used different parts of their bodies to warm her up.

A pair of hands reached around from behind and fondled her bared breasts. The familiar tingle of arousal slowly snaked up her spine to center in the middle of her womb. She leaned back into the caress and groaned in ecstasy.

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Seth heard her groan and quickly put a halt to further lovemaking. “You need a bath and to rest some more,” he said as he extracted her from everyone and lifted her into his arms to carry inside.

Upon entering the bedroom, he yelled over his shoulder for someone to start the bathwater. He distantly heard one of the twins yell that they would.

He laid his squirming mate on the bed and took stock of all her bruises and cuts. His hand shook a little as he traced a large, jagged gash that had healed from the transformation. Her arousal perfumed the air, triggering his and his other brothers’. He shook his head at them when they tried to step forward. He understood her driving need to fulfill her ache. She spread her legs and placed each foot on the edge of the bed and lifted her whole lower half up in the air. They could all see her pulsating center as it called to them.

“Is the water ready?” Seth yelled and received a negative reply. He dropped to his knees between her legs with a growl and with the palms of his hands brought her core to his waiting mouth. He could hear the others growl their desire as he feasted on her flesh.

He felt her walls clench as he thrust his tongue in and out with vigorous strokes, while little mewling sounds erupted from her mouth. She tried to sit up, but he held her down with a hand on her stomach. He felt her squirm and thrash but kept a steady pressure on her to stop her from moving. He used his shoulders to wedge her legs wider, and used his free hand to drive three fingers deep inside her throbbing channel. Her rich cream filled his mouth as she convulsed, clamping down on his fingers. He rode her orgasm to its limits, making her scream and cry as her inner walls tried to suck his fingers in deeper. With a last shudder, she stilled and her body relaxed. He dropped her legs gently, letting them rest on the floor.

Seth stood up and looked down on his satiated mate. He looked up as the twins came into the bedroom. He motioned them over and reached down to lift her into his arms. He transferred her to Jason’s arms and let them take her away. He sat down on the edge of the bed and tried to get control of his raging hard-on. The picture of her spread out for his pleasure was engrained behind his eyelids. He could still taste the sweet nectar of her releases. She had become the center of not only his life but all their lives. He spoke to his remaining brothers in a subdued voice.

“We are going to have to be very careful on how we deal with our mate. She at no time has to perceive that we are imprisoning her. She is a very strong and capable woman, and we are going to have to let her make her own decisions.”

Brand looked to Francis, and they both nodded, each with his own thoughts.

That night, as they were all lying down for the night, each in their favorite position, she contemplated her position here. How this relationship was going to work was a mystery to her. Even as she felt Francis nuzzle her between her legs and fondle her bottom, her uncertainty grew. She knew from her deepest heart that these men were her soul mates. The idea of them living like this forever really did put questions in her mind. She craved their touch to an obsessive level that left her gasping for sanity. Was she insane? Was her body no longer under her control? The boys had dissuaded her from thinking that the beast was in full control, but sometimes she felt outside herself. It was like looking down from above and seeing a group of strangers, ravishing an exact replica of her. The funny thing was, she wanted to be down there enjoying the men’s passion. She wanted to be the one being ravished. Her mind fought to get control of the situation.

The tiny lick on her little nub focused her attentions back to Francis. She opened her legs wider in demand as he proceeded to nuzzle her with his face. She made sure the other men were asleep as she reached down to stroke his head. She bit her lip from trying not to moan aloud, all the while trying to hold her hips still. The sucking sounds seemed overly loud to her ears. She flexed her hand in his hair, pulling him closer, demanding more aggression from him. He devoured her with a rawness that he had never displayed before. His growls were low and vibrated her sensitive folds, making them quiver and pulse. She couldn’t stop the small twitches that eventually woke her other men.

“Francis, what in the hell do you think you’re doing?” demanded Seth as he sat up and watched.

“Loving my mate,” Francis said when he came up for air. “This is what she wants, and I am happy to oblige.”

Alice moved her hips in demand, wanting her lover to continue. She caught Seth’s reaching hand and pulled it to her puckered nipple. The slight touch caused her to arch into his hand and strain toward him.

“Please, please,” she said as she felt the bed shift when her other mates awoke from the noise.

Seth gave a sigh of acceptance as he gave in to her pleas. He lifted her up to her knees, placing her in the middle of the brothers. She quivered as several hands stroked every part of her body. Seth nibbled and plucked her straining breasts, twisting and pulling, making her cry out. She felt her body being lifted slightly and set down on an e Hengorged cock as hands came around from behind to settle on her stomach, holding her in place. As the thick cock pumped up, she began to moan and lifted her arms to grasp the head of her mate who had impaled her. She didn’t know who was inside of her, and she didn’t care. Her only thought was the pleasure that they all gave her.

She let Seth take her hands, releasing the hair she had clutched. She felt the cock shift to a new angle and arched her back when Seth placed her hands on the bed. Seth grasped her chin and brought her head up.

She glanced up at him in bewilderment through the curtain of her hair as each thrust of the man behind her made her lips touch his swollen cock. He placed a finger in her mouth to open it and inserted his cock.

“Come on, baby, suck it. That’s a girl. Use your tongue and lick along the ridge,” Seth instructed her for her first time sucking a cock.

When the salty taste of his essence hit her tongue, everything stopped. A new energy started deep within her body. The effervescent feel of him in her mouth created a craving that startled her. His voice had no meaning. She centered her attention on the heady feeling of euphoria when more liquid escaped into the back of her throat. Her tongue traced each ridge, moving up and down, stroking the velvet skin covering his cock. She ignored the hands pulling her hair. She felt the cock start to expand deep in her throat and swallowed. The turbulent reaction resounded deep in her core. She came to awareness, hearing Seth cry out.

Brand shouted as his release flooded her interior, triggering an escalating sensation that quivered her entire inner self. The loss of his cock made her moan in dismay, which turned to a groan of ecstasy as another replaced the empty void. From both ends of her body, the feeling of being loved, the consciousness that this was where she wanted to be intensified. She started to suck rapidly on the cock in her mouth as the burning in her belly deepened again with each slap of the man’s body behind her. Her orgasm, when it came, collided with Seth’s as his essence overflowed her mouth.

The brother shifted and another was replaced at each end and began to bring her back up again. She looked up into Francis’s eyes, holding his gaze as she slowly engulfed his glistening cock. She felt the rapid beating of his heart in every stroke. She knew that just like herself, this was a completely new experience for him. She wanted this to be just as fantastic for him as it was for her. With Jean-Paul pounding into her from behind, she quickly reached her peak and moaned around the iron-hard cock expanding in her mouth. Rapidly swallowing all that Francis could produce, she shivered as her own climax ballooned and exploded in a shifting pattern of colorful energy

Both men collapsed onto the bed, leaving her heaving in the middle, still on her hands and knees. She leaned up and observed all her lovers who surrounded her. She crawled slowly to Jason and started kissing her way up his body. He stroked her as she made her way up, letting her take the initiative. When she pushed him to lie back, he went eagerly and helped her mount his straining cock. She placed her hands on his shoulders and rode him hard, bringing her arousal back into full force. She couldn’t get enough.

She spent the entire night in the middle of her men, letting them pleasure her. Time had no meaning when, with each lover, her passion and needs intensified. Only when the final climax moved through her body did she collapse among them. She drowsily observed their exhausted bodies and smiled. She snuggled down and felt strong arms come from behind, to enfold her in warmth, before sleep finally took her.

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She woke to birds and sunlight, making continued sleep impossible. She stretched and luxuriated in the feeling of being well loved. She was alone again and was anxious to see her men. She sat up and ran fingers through her tangled hair, trying to put some semblance of order back into it. When her stomach rumbled, she snatched one of the oversized shirts that belonged to one of the boys and sought out sustenance. She walked barefooted through the living room and into the kitchen. She smiled when she saw the covered plate and the jar of honey sitting next to it.

Feeling contented as she finished the last crumbs, she went in search of her men. Only bothering to slip on her shoes, she went out onto the porch and observed the twins as they worked side by side in perfect accord. Sort of like when they made love to her together, she remembered with a familiar tingle that hardened her nipples. She sat on one of the seats and just watched.

Brand and Seth came riding in and saw her sitting. They changed direction and came to a stop and looked down at her.

“How are you feeling, honey?” Seth asked.

“I feel wonderful,” she said as she stood and leaned a hip up on the railing, exposing one leg and a portion of her small curls that came into view when the shirt hitched up. She arched a little, teasing her mates when she noticed the fire in their eyes.

“Honey, there is a saying that you shouldn’t play with wild animals,” Brand growled deep in his throat.

She laughed and startled them both when she said, “I love you.”

They were off the horse within seconds, and Seth, having won the race, grasped her around her waist and lifted her in joy as she continued to laugh down at him. The other brothers must of heard the commotion and came at a jog to be met with the same avowal of love from her. They all converged on her and hugged and kissed her breathless with their own declarations.