Riding the Entire Pack (BBW Werewolf Shifter Steamy Menage Romance) (2 page)

“My wolves, I have brought pack the answer to our concerns. This woman has entered into a pact with me for protection in these woods, agreeing to stay with us for the season. In return, she will grant us…our next litter of shifters!”

The entire group howled with delight, hungrily staring down upon me with heightened interest. I shrank slightly under their collective stare, noting how hungry and lustful they suddenly appeared to be.

“As the alpha male, I get the first taste…but after that…be
gentle
,” he commanded unto his pack. The wicked chuckling among their number told me that the order was going to be ignored by several among them, and I steeled myself for the coming storm.

“Now then,” he turned to face me again, “you have seen the pack. You see how strong they are, how fit and powerful they are as both men and wolves. Do you still wish for our protection? Will you undergo the trial to earn it?”

Gulping, I gave them all a quick glance. They looked strong, handsome, and clearly mischievous, even hungry to have their way with me…but I sensed something else. Kinship, almost. They saw me as someone who could be among them, someone they could protect. I felt
safe
, even freshly introduced to the pack. I knew that whatever horrors were out in those woods, whatever would tear me to shreds as it had done with my uncle and his company…it could never harm me while I was near them.

“Yes,” I spoke, summoning up every ounce of my courage.

“Good,” Garreck answered, pulling me into a deep and loving embrace. His lips crashed against my own, sending a surge of pleasure that whipped down my spine. “Mate us, become one with us, and we will keep you fed, protected, and happy during your time among our kind. Are you ready?”

I nodded quietly.

“And so it begins,” he grinned with a mighty flare in his piercing green eyes, the others quickly rising around us.

~

As the shifters drew close in a semi-circle, Garreck began tugging down his leather leggings to produce his thick shifter cock. My lips eagerly engulfed his trembling, yearning rod, and my tongue slid across the sensitive slit at his peak.  His massive shifter cock trembled in my mouth as I slid my lustful lips down, taking in inch after inch of his crushing passion. The others stood at attention, releasing their own bobbing cocks, and I knew what I had to do.

Within moments, my fingernails were gliding down a pair of shifter cocks, then up, and then wrapping around them as I took their thick rods into my fists. While I dedicated my attention to pleasing Garreck with the insides of my mouth, I didn’t let the other two down as I jacked them off at alternating speeds, feeling a glorious slickening of pre-cum sliding down between my skin and theirs.

Garreck placed his impossibly strong hands at the back of my head, urging my lips further down his delicious cock. I complied with his wishes, trying out another inch, then another, until I was able to swallow his entire spear down to almost the tip. My tongue slid across his member as I worked, and I switched out the cocks in my hands for a new pair. I kept this up for another minute or two before I decided to mix things up a touch.

Eager to prolong the fun, I pulled my mouth free of Garreck’s mighty scepter of passion and took another into my mouth. The roulette of shifter cocks in front of me continued to bob and twitch, demanding attention as I switched between them.

The shifters grew less satisfied with my hand jobs, and soon I found myself pulled to my feet and freed from my underwear. I became acutely aware that one of them was naked on the floor, looking hungrily up at me with his yearning eyes. Urged forward by the others, I proceeded to crouch over the thick, hungry erection of the wolf shifter below me. Lowering myself down onto the stiff cock, I gave a sudden gasp as it stretched my starving slit. My knees settled on either side as I straddled the hunky wolf shifter, my palms found the floor on either side of his chest, and I began thrusting my hips down to meet his.

I hadn’t realized how long it had been since I had felt a throbbing tool inside me, and I became very lustfully aware of what I had been missing all this time. My lower folds were becoming slick with my sweet, carnal nectar, and the fire in my loins built into a blaze of passion. As his thick, powerful member filled my silken walls with his rhythmic bouncing, I realized between bursts of radiant warmth how much I was truly enjoying myself.

Another member of the pack, a stunning scar running across rippling muscles, stood before me. Ready to please, I fed his thick, throbbing member between my lips. My tongue danced along his mighty cock as I bobbed my lips up and down his fleshy spear. The shifter beneath me clutched to my hips, keeping them steady in their rhythm, and I allowed him to control the speed and motions of my pelvis as it beat down against his own.

I didn’t have much time to reflect on the rhythm, as I felt my hips being held in place as a slight pressure appeared near my backdoor. It was a slickened finger, eagerly trying to worm its way into my inner star. Relaxing myself, I allowed it to push inward to a knuckle, rimming along my inner edge and sending new sensations of satisfaction into my head. Soon, a second one joined it, and I decided that this new level of fulfillment was pleasing enough to allow.

My eye caught Garreck’s as I was caught between the two shifters, one below and another dominating my mouth. He was stroking himself while watching our fun, a slight smile across his face. He loved to see me mated by his pack, and I wondered how long it would be before he was back in the mix, claiming me before the rest.

Before I could signal my disagreement, I felt the fingers in my ass stretch my hole agape. In that instant, the head of a thick, slick cock pushing into my forbidden entrance. I fully expected severe pain, but the shifter was incredibly gentle, pushing inward gradually and carefully. The going was slow, and I plucked my lips free of the rich member occupying my mouth to watch the wolf shifter, bent at the knees behind me, his hands holding onto my hips. He was carefully imposing his slickened cock upon my back channel with precision and tender care. As soon as he was able to bury himself deep enough, he thrust himself in with a deep push, his balls slapping against my rounded, pillowy ass.

“Fuck!” I groaned, my head being forced back onto the cock in front of me. I found myself sucked back into the role of blowing the dominating shifter with my mouth, and continued slickening up his erect rod with my tongue as the rhythm below swung back into effect.

I could scarcely steady myself before I was quickly coerced into stroking off a pair of shifters at either side, at which point my willing humiliation was complete. My body was then the captive of five simultaneous shifters, controlling me in place between them as they used my body, and I knew that there were others
still
who were watching and roaring with excitement.

And I loved every second of it.

I rocked my hungry hips as well as I could with two strong, stiff rods filling my aching chasms. They were timing their thrusts so that each penetration was met with a withdrawal – every thrust
in
timed with a thrust
out
. This kept two opposing sensations completely in play in the same area, and kept my body wanting
more
.

Meanwhile, my lips slid down the engorged passion in my mouth as I pumped the pair of shifter shafts that occupied my fists. It wasn’t too long before I felt one of them begin to give – namely, the one in my right hand.

Plucking my lips free from the cock that occupied my mouth, I dedicated my attention to the trembling rod in hand. The shifter who owned it held onto my head as it descended upon his thick cock. His knees shook, his throat groaned, and rope after rope of his hot load exploded into my mouth and across my tongue.

Exhilaration filled me as I swallowed down his gift, until I let the shifter pull his spent cock free from my lips. He bellowed with satisfaction as he withdrew from our group, allowing me to please another one of his brethren. I felt a new shifter’s cock slide into my mouth and I began sucking his salty, glistening rod as passionately as I could. The intrepid member slid into my mouth securely, and I began worshipping his cock with fiery abandon, spurred on by having both of my other holes plowed, and another cock still within my other hand. Another shifter shaft slid against the fingers of my free hand to complete the set, and I stroked both with wild abandon during the furious mating.

I couldn’t hold in my passion too much longer, and feeling the two cocks inhabiting my slick chasms was becoming too much to handle. I steadied myself and continued my work as long as I could. Sucking down the shifter rod against my tongue, I rocked my pelvis into the pair of hands below that clutched at my skin, holding my hips locked into place.

With a muffled groan and a cry, I felt the oncoming climax rise inside me with hungry anticipation. All of a sudden, the euphoria I hadn’t felt in so long came crashing down over me in wave after wave of pleasure, and my body stiffened with the orgasm as all three of my holes were vandalized. I had to release the cocks in my hands to steady my palms against the ground, riding out the fantastic bursts of carnal joy that were overcoming my senses.

As my body underwent the transformative explosion of pleasure, the shifter in front clutched onto my head, shoving my lips down his throbbing cock to the hilt, and had an explosion of his own. His hot, mesmerizing load splashed across the back of my throat, coating my tongue.

He relinquished his grip and pulled away, in time for
another
wolf shifter to step in front, pushing his cock against my lips. This was a smaller one, allowing me to take it into my mouth comfortably. As I settled into the rhythm, my hands temporarily free to steady myself between the three shifters, I felt the trembling from the shifter shaft pushing up into my drenched folds. The shifter beneath me dug his fingertips into my hips as he burst forth a massive load into my soaked pussy. Once my slit had milked his cock dry, I was pulled up off of his spent tool and lifted into the air, pulled free from the cock that had been occupying my throat.

The shifter who had been plowing my ass was now holding up my exposed pussy for the next. His arms held under my thighs as my feet were dangled in the air, my back to his chiseled abs. I sighed in relief as I licked the inner walls of my mouth, feeling the load deep down slowly drip out of my pussy and down towards my thigh.

I bit my lower lip as I eagerly pleaded with the approaching shifter to fuck me hard. A strong, chiseled fellow with a thick tuft of brunette hair atop his neck, he gave me a wicked grin with his sharp, penetrating gaze.

As  he lined his thick shifter shaft up to my pink slit, I gazed upon his member with mounting horror.

Oh God,
I thought to myself.
He’s bigger than
all
of them!

Without any semblance of care, he thrust deep inside me, pulling back and shoving back in, eager to feel his balls slap against my skin. The thrusts sent a snapping whiplash of pleasure down my spine, forcing my back to arch against the shifter who held me up – his cock still buried into my ass.

My arms slid around this new shifter’s shoulders as he plowed into me, his hands moving to help support me. This allowed the other wolf shifter to continue thrusting up into my ass. The two rugged, muscular men sank into a rhythm of fast alternation, and I became consumed with the amazing sensations against the thin wall separating my channels. I groaned my satisfaction between them, eager to let them release all of their frustration into me.

The pounding went on and on, and my hazy gaze fell upon the ring of shifters that still surrounded us.
Surely they don’t ALL expect a piece of me!
I trembled at the thought. It was a massive relief to be assaulted by only
two
of them now, as opposed to the
five
who had temporarily bound me between them earlier…

As the rock-hard erections pummeled me into mindless submission between them, I finally felt the mounting sensation of another climactic finish. My moans turned carnal and angry as I bucked my hips between them, hungry for the friction, and ready for the orgasm to rocket down my body again.

And rocket it did!

It came faster than before, and my brain practically shut off with the euphoria of a crushing multiple orgasm that overcame every ounce of restraint that I had. Snapping my body rigid and firing down my spine, the climaxes poured down my body and numbed my mind. Eager to meet their own conclusive finishes, the two shifters pinning me between themselves continued to jackhammer away inside my body.