Werewolf Mates [Pack Law 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (13 page)

“No.”

“That’s right. So don’t you dare go running to try and protect all of us. It’s you we should be protecting. I’m sorry we failed in our job to keep you safe, but there is no fucking way it will ever happen again,” Justin affirmed.

“Okay,” she sighed and then sniffed.

“Thanks for keeping my baby safe, Sam.” Michelle sobbed emotively.

“Sure.” Sam brushed aside the praise, still not comfortable since she was to blame.

“Why don’t you have some breakfast, darlin’? Then you can go and take a shower,” Chet suggested.

“Hmm, sounds good, cause I’m starting to get hungry.” Sam’s stomach took that opportune moment to growl loudly. Everyone around the table burst into laughter, which helped to lighten the mood, but she knew she wouldn’t be comfortable until the threat of Gerard Long was no more.

After breakfast Justin helped her to stand. Roan and Chet rose to their feet as well.

“Make sure you don’t get those stitches wet, Samantha,” Blayk reminded her with a smile. She waved at him and smiled back to let him know she would abide his dictates. She let her men lead her out of the room.

Justin pulled her into the bathroom after him, turned the shower on, and began to undress her. Sam slapped at his hand.

“I can undress myself. Please, just leave me be. I need some time alone.”

“We aren’t going to let you hide from us, Samantha. I know you still feel guilty about what happened, but you shouldn’t. You had nothing to do with this.”

“How the fuck can you say that? If I hadn’t come here, baby Stefan would never have been put into any danger,” she said angrily, her breath panting from between her lips.

“I don’t want to hear you speak like that again, Sam. If you do, I will put you over my knee and spank your ass.” Justin glared at her through narrowed eyes.

“You just fucking try it, bu…Put me down! What the hell do you think you’re doing?” she screeched from her upside-down position over his shoulder. His hands held her firmly so she couldn’t wiggle around and pull her stitches.

“I warned you, honey, and you decided to see how far you can push me. Well, I’m up for the challenge. Are you, Sam?”

Sam beat against his back, but she might as well have been banging on a brick wall. Her world spun, and the next thing she knew, she was on the bed flat on her stomach. But the whole time he maneuvered her not once did she feel any pain from her wound site.

“Don’t fight me, Sam, I don’t want you to pull your stitches,” Justin demanded in a firm voice.

“Ugh! I’ve had it with you! Let me go.”

She would never have admitted it in a million years, but she liked fighting back against him. She liked the feel of his big hands pinning her down. From the glitter in Justin’s eyes, she thought he enjoyed it just as much.

“Hold her down and make sure she doesn’t hurt herself,” Justin commanded his brothers.

Now three sets of hands pinned her to the mattress, and nothing she did made them let her go. She tried to buck and twist but could hardly move as their gentle hands held her firmly. Excited arousal shot through her stomach as she dug her nails into Roan’s hand.

“Stop fighting, you little hellcat.” Justin pulled her sweats and panties down her legs.

Her pussy pulsed at the sudden exposure. She got as far as saying, “I’ll show you a hell—oh God.”

The first smack to her ass froze her squirming body with shock. It hadn’t been hard enough to cause her pain, but it was forceful enough to heat her skin. The heat travelled around from her ass cheek into her pussy, making her sheath clench and release a gush of cream.

“Mmm, I think our little darlin’ likes getting her ass smacked. I can smell your cream from here, Sam,” Chet stated in a low, rumbling voice.

Sam gasped when another smack landed on her bottom. She bit her lip to hold back the moan bubbling up in her chest.
How the hell can I get turned on by a spanking?
Every time Justin’s hand landed on her butt, he then soothed his palm over the heat. She was so turned on that she was only vaguely aware that she was arching her hips up into his touch.

“Turn her over,” Justin commanded.

Sam found herself turned over, propped up on pillows so the wound on her back was protected. Her gaze met Justin’s heated stare, and she felt singed right down to her toes.

“Do you have any idea how fucking sexy you are?” he rasped.

“See there. That’s what I mean. You are such a f…hypocrite. How come you’re allowed to swear and if I do I get a spanking?”

“Because we aren’t as good with words as you are, honey. We also know that you like to be dominated and a spanking turns you on. You are so full of fire and passion, Sam. Do you think we don’t see that? We see your fire every time you look at us. And don’t tell me you didn’t goad us on purpose. You love what we do to you, don’t you, honey?”

“How the hell would you know what I like and don’t like? You’ve only ever taken me once,” she said breathily.

“That sounds like another challenge to me, Justin. What do you think?” Roan inquired, giving her a lascivious smile and wink.

“I think you’re right. You have no idea what you’ve just done, honey. I hope you’re up to facing the consequences.” He then leaned down over her, wrapped his arms around her legs, and opened them wide.

“Oh God,” she managed to get out just before Justin’s mouth met her pussy.

Sam cried out as Justin’s tongue swept through her wet slit, and she bowed up off the bed.

“Hold her still, damn it. I don’t want her pulling those stitches.” She sobbed as his breath and the vibrations of his voice contacting with her pussy made her shiver.

“I want your cock. Give it to me
now
,” she demanded in a husky voice.

“Bring her down to me,” Justin commanded.

Sam whimpered as she was moved down the bed until her head was just below the middle and her feet were resting against the foot of the bed frame. Lifting her head with curiosity, she felt Chet and Roan move off the bed and glanced over to see they were each removing their clothes. Her gaze connected with Justin’s, and she let her eyes wander over his naked body, wondering when he had removed his own garments. Getting on the bed beside her with his head near her feet, he pulled her over onto her side until her face was level with his crotch, all the while protecting her back.

“I need to feel your mouth on me, honey,” he rasped. He held the base of his hard dick and brushed the head over her lips.

Inhaling his musky scent and spying the drop of fluid on the tip, she leant forward and licked over his slit. He rewarded her by groaning loudly, and then he lowered his head back to her pussy. Mewling with delight at this new position and the pleasure of having his tongue sliding through her folds, she opened her mouth and sucked him in.

“Oh, fuck yeah! That’s it, Sam. Shit! Your mouth feels like heaven, honey. Suck me down,” Justin moaned.

With his flavor exploding on her tongue, she hollowed her cheeks and began to greedily suckle on the tip of his cock. Moaning around his hard flesh, she began to move her mouth up and down his length as he laved her clit. Justin made sexy growling sounds as he lapped up her cream, and she bobbed her head over his cock faster, determined to make him climax before she did.

Only vaguely aware of the mattress dipping behind her, she concentrated on giving him as much pleasure as he was giving her but froze when another set of hands began to massage the cheeks of her ass. Releasing Justin’s cock with a pop, she turned her head and looked over her shoulder to find Roan there.

“What are you doing?” she asked breathlessly.

“I’m getting you ready, sweetness,” he replied in a deep, gravelly voice.

“Ready for what?”

“We are all going to take you at the same time, Sam. Now, turn back around and suck Justin’s cock,” he directed and gave her ass a playful tap.

“I don’t…”

“Do you trust us, honey?” Justin asked.

“Yes.”

“Then just relax and let us take care of you. We won’t hurt you, darlin’,” Chet said from above her, and she tilted her head back to see him staring at her as he lay across the top of the bed.

She groaned loudly when Justin lowered his head back to her pussy, licking over her clit, and she took his cock back into her mouth. Arching her hips toward him when he slid a digit into her vagina and lightly sucked on her sensitive bundle of nerves, she laved the underside of his cock with her tongue. Hearing him moan with pleasure only made her more determined to send him into climax, but she stilled again as Roan pushed the tip of a finger into her ass.

She whimpered around Justin’s cock as nerves she hadn’t known existed zinged pulses of electrical sparks through her body.

“Don’t tense up, sweetness. Let me in. Take a deep breath, Sam,” Roan crooned to her. “That’s it. God, you’re so fucking sexy. Try to push my finger out. Oh yeah. See? Your body craves having something in your ass now.”

Beside herself with hunger, Sam couldn’t believe the pleasurable sensations running through her. Roan’s finger was now all the way inside her ass, and with Justin’s in her pussy, she felt so full and needy.

“Two fingers now, sweet. Yes, that’s it, try and push me out. Fuck! Her ass is so tight, I can’t wait to feel what it’s going to do to my cock,” Roan rasped.

“Stop, honey,” Justin growled and pulled his hips away from her, her mouth making a popping sound as she released him.

“Why did you stop?”

“Because I was too close to coming, and I want to be buried in your hot, tight pussy when I do.”

“I have three fingers in her now. She’s ready.”

Sam was about to sit up, but three sets of hands stopped her.

“Just relax, darlin’. We’ll do all the work and take care of you,” Chet said through clenched teeth.

She looked up at him, and the hunger in his eyes made her burn even more. Sam was so horny, her body was one big aching mass of nerves and her pussy was leaking copious amounts of her juices.

Justin maneuvered until he was sitting on the side of the bed. He lifted her up using his powerful muscles and brought her onto his lap, until she was straddling his thighs, facing him.

“We’ll take this nice and slow, honey. Tell us if it’s too much for you to handle. Okay?”

Sam gave a nod and then closed her eyes as he slowly lowered her onto his hard cock. She moaned with delight as her cunt enveloped his erection. Justin took his time with her. He didn’t surge into her with one pump, but instead he thrust his hips slowly, slipping his cock in and out of her, gaining depth with every move. When he was embedded in her vagina, his dick touching her cervix, he pulled her tight against his chest. The feel of her nipples brushing against his chest hair made her groan.

Another pair of hands smoothed over her shoulders and down to her back, being careful not to touch her injury, until they reached her ass. Kneading the globes of her butt, Roan kissed her on the shoulder and bent until his head was next to hers, his chin resting on her shoulder.

“I’ll take things easy with you, sweetness, but don’t hesitate to tell me to stop if you need to. All right?” Roan whispered against her ear.

Sam shivered as his warm, moist breath caressed her sensitive skin, and since she didn’t think she could answer just now, she nodded instead.

“Take a deep breath, Sam, and hold it. When you exhale, push back against me, sweetheart.” His voice had a deep cadence.

Closing her eyes tight, she did what he said and pushed back. The head of his cock began to push against her anus, and then he popped through her tight sphincter muscle.

“Breathe in again, sweetness, and push back once more,” Roan told her.

“Open your eyes, honey,” Justin demanded.

She looked up at Justin, her internal muscles clenching in reaction to the heat she saw in his gaze as he looked at her.

“You are so gorgeous, Sam. Just relax and let us pleasure you.” Justin gasped, holding her hips firmly.

“Fuck! Your ass is so tight, sweetheart, but by God you feel so fucking good,” Roan rasped.

“It burns,” Sam moaned.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No! I need you, all of you, to love me. Shit, you make me feel so good.”

“We’ve only just started, darlin’,” Chet’s voice rumbled from beside her.

Looking up and to the side, she found that Chet was kneeling on the bed beside her, stroking his cock in the palm of his hand. Licking her lips, she imagined what he tasted like, and the thought ramped up her desire even more.

“Do you want my cock in that sweet mouth, darlin’?”

“Yes, move closer,” she urged him.

“I’m all the way in, sweetness. How are you feeling?” Roan moaned.

“Like I’m stuffed full of cock.” She giggled breathlessly.

“You’re such a sassy little thing. Open your mouth for me, Sam,” Chet demanded and brushed the tip of his hard cock against her lips.

Not needing to be told twice, she opened her mouth and licked all around the crown of his cock. Loving the taste and wanting more, she sucked him in as far as she could handle and began to bob up and down his length, paying particular attention to the sensitive spot she had found on Justin’s cock when she had gone down on him.