Rae, Beverly - Howling for Sara [Night Runner Werewolves 1] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Special Edition) (12 page)

The first of many orgasms tore her apart, sending stars behind her eyes. She pumped Ranlon’s dick harder, loving the way his tender skin moved under her palm. Reaching out, she brought Nick to her breast. His tongue lashed her taut nipple as another tongue raked over her other bud.

Releasing Ranlon’s cock, she cried out in ecstasy as Jimmy found her bottom. Sliding his finger between her butt cheeks, he worked the tight muscles of her ass, probing, exploring, then moaning his excitement when she constricted her muscles to capture his finger.

She sighed, but the sigh was muffled as someone kissed her hard, then turned her loose. She opened her eyes to find Nick staring at her, an expression of love softening his features.

“Hey, babe.”

She started to respond but lost her ability to speak as Ranlon nibbled on her ear. Nick lowered his mouth to her tit and licked her nipple much the same way Max was doing. She latched onto their hair and held on as William coaxed another orgasm out of her.

William rose and wiped his mouth. “You are so worth the wait.”

Michael’s finger slid over her mons to stroke her. “Fuck her, William.”

“Yeah, William. Take her from the front while I take her ass.” Jimmy pushed on her thigh and she turned onto her side, then felt the cool tingle of gel as he prepared her for his entry. She giggled as she came close up with Nick’s shaft.

“Take me in, sugar,” Nick urged.

She closed her mouth over his mushroomed tip and wrapped her hand around the base of him. Slowly, she inched him inside and heard his slow intake of breath.

William positioned his cock at her pussy then shoved in. Her heart raced as another shaft entered her from behind. Jimmy didn’t ease in to her, but after the first brief stab of pain, she no longer cared. She moved back and forth, one man entering her as the other left.

Their motions sent an avalanche of desire coursing through her abdomen and ass to join together in her stomach. The musky taste of Nick mixed with the scent of Ranlon’s breath as he continued to whisper endearing words in her ear.

Max pinched and teased both her nipples, shooting little zings of delightful pain into her breasts. Her blood rushed to her ears as her heart pounded and her pussy tightened around William. Giving into the pleasure, she closed her eyes and let the feelings take her over. Yet another orgasm, a stronger one than before, broke free and she gripped the bed, clutching the comforter.

The scent of them overwhelmed her, filling her head and making her dizzy. The sounds of the men enjoying her sent her libido skyrocketing until she wasn’t sure she could handle any more. She slipped Nick’s shaft out of her mouth and lifted her head in a silent, joyous cry.

If she hadn’t known for certain before, she now knew she was exactly where she was supposed to be. These men adored her, showering her with love with each touch, each taste, each sound they made. She was home.

William thrust into her time and time again while Jimmy slapped her thigh and pumped his cock past the constricting rings of muscles. Their groans fell into the same pattern as their thrusts. William gripped her leg hard and groaned a second before he released. He quivered, holding on to her, until at last, he groaned and fell away from her.

Jimmy followed him a moment later, shouting his release then slumping to lie curled at her feet, his arm flung over her leg. Michael laughed and pushed him aside.

The bedsprings squeaked as the men changed positions, some grumbling, others telling her how sexy she was and what they wanted to do to her. Another mouth latched onto her clit, raking teeth over her until she bucked and squirmed. She lifted her head to see Max position himself to slide into her. Max moaned, driving into her pussy again and again until, with a roar, he climaxed. He scooted off the bed, getting out of the way so Ranlon could take his place.

“Man, you didn’t last long,” joked Nick.

But she was in no mood for humor. Instead, she wanted them to concentrate on taking care of her. She lifted her head, her mouth parted, and reached down to part her pussy lips. “Ranlon.”

His amber eyes flashed as he grabbed her legs and plunged into her. She cried out as she took Nick’s and Michael’s shafts in her hands. Pumping them, she watched their faces, loving the way they closed their eyes, each adopting a look of concentration as they tried to resist climaxing. Their mouths dropped open, letting out matching moans of pleasure. Each of them took a breast in hand, squeezing and fondling her aching buds.

“Sara, you’re more than we hoped for. More than we even dreamed of.” William slid his hand in between her pussy lips to stroke her clit as Ranlon continued to plunge into her. William moaned and began stroking himself.

She cried out as another, even stronger orgasm swept her away. Blackness threatened to take her, but she fought against it, unwilling to let anything interfere with her pleasure. She pumped the cocks harder, faster.

Sara was surrounded by her men, and she reveled in her new role as their mate, the alpha-female of the pack. Feeling the cocks in her hands swell and sensing the men tensing, she readied for their releases. They groaned together, pulling away from her at the same time and reaching for a corner of the bedspread. She laughed, feeling more empowered and—what was the word that fit best?—
female
than she ever had in her life.

“Aw, man, I wanted to come inside her.” But Nick’s happy face belied his words. He cleaned himself off then came back to lie next to her. Fondling her breast, he nibbled on her ear, licked her wound, and whispered his love for her. Michael traced circles around her nipple, and she arched, loving the tender way he treated her.

Ranlon closed his eyes, his attention focused on thrusting into her. The tight muscles of his abdomen tempted her to touch him, but she couldn’t reach him. Instead she played her hand over Nick’s equally ripped abs. Ranlon’s pounding increased, growing frantic as he struggled to hang on. William’s eyes fixed on her face as he worked his cock, his other hand massaging her clit, pinching her aching bud between two fingers.

Every part of her body hummed, every inhale she took brought another exotic aroma. She could stay in their bed forever, never wanting for anything.

Her body tensed as the biggest orgasm of all shot her over the edge. She screamed just as William and Ranlon let go, their cries of passion filling the room.

Spent, Ranlon fell against her leg and William slipped off the bed to the floor. No one spoke and their pants of satisfaction echoed around the bedroom. Sara listened to the sounds of her men and tried to coax her heart into slowing down. Her body quivered, and perspiration dotted her brow. She smiled, content and happy.

“Sara, look.” Michael lifted one of her arms.

At first she wasn’t sure what she was supposed to see. Then it hit her. The bruises that had only hours earlier covered her arm were gone. “They’ve disappeared.”

Michael tossed her a big smile that showed off his dimples. “You’re healing. Now touch the place where I bit you.”

She pressed her fingertips on the spot and found smooth skin. “But so fast?”

Ranlon reached over her, his body teasing hers into another flash of warmth, then kissed her on the forehead and moved off the bed. “Just one of the perks of being a Night Runner. Come on, guys. Let’s let her get some rest.”

Ranlon and the others moved away, leaving Michael alone with Sara. She hated to see them go, but she didn’t think she should tell them to stay. “Where are they going?”

“Don’t worry. They have things to do, chores that need to get done.”

She stretched, caught Michael eyeing her breasts, and loved the feeling his hungry look gave her. “So can I expect this kind of treatment every day?”

He scooted next to her and took her hand. “However you want, whenever you want, as many of us as you want, we’ll be there.”

“Wow. If I’d known it was this good to be a werewolf, I would’ve found you sooner.”

“I wish you had, too. But we had to wait until it was the right time.”

She nodded, not really understanding, yet knowing she’d have time to learn. “Michael, tell me. Is it hard to learn how to howl?”

He laughed, his eyes dancing. “Something tells me you’re a natural.”

“I hope so.” She pulled the sheet over her body, then tunneled her fingers through her hair. “I must look like a mess.”

“You could never look anything other than beautiful.” Michael gave her a sweet, lingering kiss, his tongue skimming lightly over her lips. “Get some rest. You’re going to need it.” He let his fingers trail along her arm, sending her a delicious preview of pleasures to come. Rising, he walked toward the door.

“I am?” She wanted to tell him to stay with her but sensed he had to go. “Why? Because we’re going to do this again soon?”

“Yeah, we will. But tonight we run.” Shooting her a wink, he opened the door, paused a moment to smile at her, then left.

Sara threw off the covers and dashed to the window, uncaring that she was naked. Throwing open the curtains, she looked toward the sun hanging low in the sky. “Hurry up, sun, and let the moon out. I’m running with my pack tonight.”

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