Lords of the Hill: BBW Werewolf Erotica (Smut-Shorties Book 3) (3 page)

“It’ll feel good soon, love.” Darrick’s assurances weren’t needed but sweet anyway. She nodded and tilted her head to allow him to kiss along her neck. Verne’s hips met hers and he stopped, fully seated in her. The sensation was indescribable. Full and hot and tight, but perfect.

Time slowed to a crawl as her body fought to accept the invasion but within seconds the tight feeling faded. She knew of every inch of him. Every ridge. Every vein as he throbbed within her. And it felt fantastic.

The need to move overtook her, and she shifted. His cock moved within her, stroking her inner walls with a delicious friction that rolled her eyes back in her head. Verne barked a curse, his fingers digging deep enough to bruise. She didn’t care. She needed more.

“Again,” she demanded, rolling her hips against him but he needed no instruction. Lips curling back from his teeth, he pulled back, then shoved back into her in quick succession. The movement made them both groan.

“Your wish is our command.”

Darrick cupped her breasts again, teasing her nipples as Verne set up a hard and fast pace. The sounds of sex filled the air; skin slapping against skin, soft moans and masculine groans. She arched between them, rocking her hips against Verne’s as he fucked her. It was so good. She wanted it to last forever. But her own body conspired against her, her pussy clenching in ripples around Verne’s thick cock.

“That’s it,” he panted, pausing at the end of a thrust to grind his pelvis against hers. The pressure against her clit made her eyes roll back in her head and her cunt clench harder. “Cum over my cock. I want to feel it all.”

She whimpered, trying to hold it all inside, but he did the thing with his hips again, pressing against her clit. Then again. On the fourth time there was no way stopping it. Biting her lip, she shattered apart, coming hard and fast as ecstasy wrapped her up in its coils.

Chapter Four

She was awash with pleasure but that didn’t stop Nat pouting as, after two more hard thrusts, Verne pulled out of her. He hadn’t come yet but the wet slurp made her blush. She’d never been so wet in all her life.

“Easy, love. You won’t be lonely for long,” Verne muttered while they moved with her between them to the ground. Soft moss and her spread jacket cushioned them. From standing between them, she straddled Darrick, who looked up at her with heat and undisguised need in his eyes. A look that almost bordered on desperation. With a smile, she reached out and stroked her fingertips across his cheek.

He turned to kiss her fingers, reaching between them. The broad head of his cock fit into position at her slick entrance. With a sigh, she sank over him.

And stopped.

Her eyes widened. Even as slick as she was, Darrick was
much
bigger than Verne. Could she even take it all? Panicking, she tried to lift up, but Verne was behind her, the warm strength of his body against her back and the still hard length of his cock against the groove of her ass.

“Shhh, love. Take it slow, it’ll be fine.”

As he spoke, his hand slid around her body, clever fingers sliding down to locate her clit. The rough pad of his finger swiped over the still sensitive bundle and she squeaked. A sound that became a soft moan as he worked her back up into a frenzy of need. She relaxed, becoming boneless under his ministrations and slipped another half inch down the thick bar of Darrick’s cock.

She was split, almost to the point of tearing, but she didn’t care. The fingers against her clit and then hands on her tits played her body like a fine violin. She floated, arching her back to loop her arms up and back around Verne’s neck. Weight suspended, she eased back until she was almost off Darrick’s cock.

She could do this. She
would
do this. Her way.

Relaxing again, she altered the angle of her hips and let gravity impale her over Darrick. He groaned, tension and the control it was taking him to stay still written in his expression. She rocked over him, and pushed down. Fire speared through her pussy but it felt so good she didn’t stop, couldn’t. Not until she sat fully on him and his cock pulsed deep inside her. Her limbs quivered, her pussy throbbing. God, she’d never felt this way before. Never been so stuffed in all her life.

“Oh fuck, that’s good.” Darrick reached out, pulling her towards him for a long, hard mating of tongues. Verne’s hands disappeared, the man himself gone somewhere, but she didn’t have time to question that, not when Darrick’s cock filled her so delightfully. He rocked his hips under her little by little. Each small move was bliss. Utter bliss. She moaned, nipping at his lip.

His response was to growl and up his pace, holding her hips until he slammed into her with an energy that spiraled her need higher.

“You’re gorgeous,” Darrick panted, his face plain to see in the moonlight. Sweat beaded on his brow as he fucked her, hard and fast. Then Verne was back, something sliding against her leg as his warm chest brushed her back.

“Did you miss me?” he breathing, pushing her hair aside to kiss along her neck. “Didn’t take me long to get us a few supplies to make things more… Comfortable.”

She nodded, a moan on her lips as she tilted her head to the side to allow him better access. As long as they kept fucking her, she didn’t care what supplies he wanted to get.

Hot lips on her neck were followed by Verne’s hands over her tits. He cupped the generous mounds in big hands, then rolled her nipples between his fingers. She arched her back, pushing away from Darrick with her hand on his broad chest, caught between the dual sensations.

He lay back, hips pumping and watched her with glittering eyes. His gaze latched onto her lips with hunger and he reached out, pulling her down for another hard kiss. She melted against him, body pliant and submissive to their touch.

Verne’s hands slid across her back again, then smoothed over the rounded curve of her ass. He parted the globes and she moaned under the kiss. Cool air washed over her where she was joined to Darrick.

“Such a pretty sight, watching you get fucked hard,” Verne rumbled, his voice low with his wolf. “Watching your pretty pussy eat his cock. You ride it…that’s it.”

The words added another dimension to her arousal until she was swimming in sensation. Verne’s fingers massaged her ass, then slipped between the globes. His fingertip found the puckered rose of her ass, smoothed over it then returned to pressing and rubbing against it. Feather light touches that soon weren’t. Her hips jerked, dark heat and need heating her blood as another hot rush of need bathed the cock deep inside her. Hard intakes of breath from both men told her they’d noticed.

Verne’s hand disappeared for a moment, but after a few sounds in the darkness she couldn’t name with her brain turned to mush, returned. Something cool and slippery landed on her ass, sliding down the crack between the cheeks. She caught her breath, recognizing lube against her skin.

“This is mine,” Verne growled, the heat of his thighs against the back of hers as he pushed her further forward so she lay over Darrick. Strong fingers smoothed the lube around her back entrance, each pass sending sparkles through her blood. Then he pressed the tip of a broad finger against her ass and her eyes rolled back in her head.

“We’re both gonna fuck you.” The finger withdrew for a moment, then pushed in a little before retreating, then did it again in time with Darrick’s thrust. Each time working more of the lube into her ass. She whimpered and moaned between them, her body on fire.

“We’re gonna fuck you in both holes.” He pressed in again, but this time carried on, his finger entering her with a slick ‘pop’. She moaned, the sound long and soft as she buried her face against Darrick’s throat.

“A cock in your cunt,” Verne carried on, finger fucking her ass in time with the thrust of Darrick’s thick cock stretching her pussy. “But your ass is mine. You want my cock here? Filling you all up?”

She nodded, the ability to speak long gone by now, but it seemed to be enough. With a growl, Verne pulled his hand free and then he was there. The thick head of his cock pressed against her ass and she stilled. He pushed, the pressure coalescing into dark pleasure and she pushed back, trying to relax. She was no innocent, she’d done this before but never with two men. The thought of the pleasures to come stole the strength from her limbs.

It didn’t matter, the two men had enough strength for them all. Underneath her Darrick stilled, thick shaft almost out of her as Verne pulled her hips up, presenting her ass to his cock. He pushed in, a slow relentless slide, rather than the seesawing motion he’d used when taking her pussy for the first time. This time his penetration was smooth. Unstoppable. She moaned as he pushed in, his cock invading her until his stomach met her back and he was in her to the balls. Her ass ached, impaled by the thick length of him and it was all she could do to breath around it.

“Your turn,” he rasped to Darrick and her world spun as the man below her pushed in as Verne pulled out. Then they reversed the motion, working in and out of her. She whimpered and moaned as they filled and fucked her. She’d never dreamt that two men at the same time would be so amazing.

Heat held her captive, the delicious friction of being filled by two hard cocks sending the tension in her body into the stratosphere. The tremors of her release started deep within, almost on a cellular level, but worked their way outward. She whimpered, her limbs shaking as she tried to hold it in. She didn’t want this to be finished. Not yet.

“Let it go, love,” Darrick murmured, adding a roll of his hips that made her eyes cross. The added pressure against her clit was too much. She keened as the waves of her orgasm ripped out from her core to consume her. Pulse after pulse of pleasure ate anything in its path.

She cried out, collapsing over them as she shattered apart. They weren’t far behind her, the vicious clenching of her body around them tumbling them over the edge. With twin roars both men slammed into her a last time then came, cocks pumping deep inside her as they bathed her inner walls with cum.

She whimpered, the pleasure so great she toppled over into darkness, her last memory that of Verne’s soft kiss on the back of her neck.

*

“Do you think she’ll come back?”

The two stone wolves stood proud, as they always did, guarding the entrance to the remains of Langdon Manor. The sun was high in the sky, locking them into their stone prisons, but neither man had succumbed to slumber. Instead, they watched the retreating figure of their mate as she walked down the path to the village, her blonde hair a bright beacon of hope.

“She will,” Verne said, not taking his eyes from Natalya. She reached the turn in the path and looked back. For a moment she stood still, then slowly lifted her hand and waved.

“She knows it wasn’t a dream… She’ll be back for us. And we’ll be ready.”

The End

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