The Pack Girl's Retribution (Sequel to The Pack's Girl)

A Mating Den

That night we scattered to the emptied huts.

I had no time to even look at the others. As soon as the strange ceremony was finished and wolves began to scatter to obey their new King of Alphas, I was pulled backward into the hut we'd still been standing in the doorway of.

Racer kicked the door closed and all three sets of eyes landed on me.

I sighed. A bit nervous that their aggression might be more than I could take tonight after the violent beating I'd endured.

"Be gentle, Lovers." I breathed. Waving them toward me.

They nodded gravely. Knowing how careful they would have to be.

All of them nearly shook with expectation.

The pink haze of the Mating Moon was now in full effect, and it was reflected in the hardened arousal of my mates.

I bid Vanquish to me and he dropped to his knees before me. Lifting me over his bent knees to settle down on him.

Hunter slid in behind me. Crossing his knees next to Vanquish's and lifting a little as he slicked his member and guided himself toward my back hole. Gently rubbing it along the entrance.

Vanquish leaned back as I balanced on my own knees.

I leaned forward and kissed along his corded neck.

Seeing Racer stepping into my peripheral, I reached up and gently caressed along his rod. Feeling it tremble with excitement in my hand. Becoming even harder.

My lips fell over Vanquish's thankful that he'd come with me, even after all his reservations. Thankful that they all had.

He moaned into my mouth. Twirling my tongue with his. Putting slim fingers through my hair as he rubbed a hand along my forehead into it.

"You're the most amazing mates." I murmured.

"We love you, Vanna." Hunter whispered huskily into my ear. His flat chest pressing along my shoulders deliciously.

"We do." Racer stroked my hair as he tilted his head. Looking at me like I was the finest thing he'd ever seen. Something to be guarded. Always.

I straightened as I turned to lick the tip of Racer's erection. Wanting him to partake of the same pleasure in each other's bodies, we were enjoying. I stroked a hand along the back of his thigh. Urging him closer to me.

He obeyed.

Vanquish was leaned back again and I braced myself as I twisted, with a palm flattened over his muscled abdomen. He was already breathing raggedly. His chest heaving.

I felt him under me. Already brushing along my soft lower lips.

He reached with one hand to mold the outer curve of my ample breast. Massaging its fullness and watching as anticipatory sweat already began to bead along my soft belly.

I scooted slightly forward to align my full, rounded hips over Vanquish. I lowered over him with a shudder.

Dropping down also brought me open over Hunter's long hardness in my ass. Filling me fully in both sides. Making my body strain to accommodate them both.

They were both perfectly formed. Reasonably long and thick but unreasonably hard, right now.

I chewed my lip as I gave a small pant, my body adjusting for them.

In seconds they were all moving.

Racer had caught hair at the back of my head and was easing himself into my mouth. Already trembling from sensitivity as he went up on his toes to lean forward. His powerful backside flexing to enter into my throat. Stretching my mouth over him.

"Fuck, Vanna Rae. You've all the sweetest holes." He growled.

"Yes." Hunter was bouncing into my ass with short fast strokes. Feeling me bite down inside him each time he dragged himself back out. "So tight."

"And ours." Vanquish growled. Lurching up to push my hips down harder on him. Forcing me down more viciously over Hunter as well.

Hunter gave a yipping moan as he nearly came right there.

"More." Vanquish growled. Looking at me with eyes shining yellow. "You're ours. You'll always be ours."

"I know." I whispered. Crying out as both he and Hunter jammed into me at the same time. Nearly making me feel as though I might split apart. But mixed with the pain was infinite pleasure and watching the heated passion on their faces. Their growing fervor was creating a submissive response in me that made my she-wolf want to obey to be their creature of pleasure for the rest of the night.

With all of their sexual aggression they were painstakingly careful to avoid my ribs to make sure that I could breathe.

To take care of me.

Even in the haze of the need to mate they were still my mates.

It was something I could see now that I hadn't known under that first moon.

The one factor that might've made it less terrifying.

If I'd known they truly cared, felt linked to me and that was what had driven all their possessive aggression.

Now I knew. I understood each pinching grip. Each movement as possession. Dominance.

And though they wanted to own me, to fuck me, to mate with me and to force me to submit to them.

They were also mine to command. They submitted to me in all other things. Wanting to make me happy, to protect me, and to do whatever it took to meet my needs. Even sacrificing their own desires when I hungered to mate with a different one of them.

And they knew. Smelled it. Heard it or yearned for it for themselves.

Never had they fought me or reprimanded me.

Only ensured me of their hunger.

It was hunger which I felt for them, too.

There was very little time of the day when I wasn't thinking of their hard bodies. Their sweet nature's their instinctive protectiveness. All things I found very erotic.

Nearly at the same time, Hunter and Vanquish became vicious.

Hunter caught my hair and pulled it back toward him. Using it as leverage as he craned his hips backward and forward into my ass. Watching it disappear in the tiny hole. His ribbed length withdrawing before driving fully again.

I whined in both pleasure and pain at the aggression of it. Feeling him filling me in a way that nothing else could.

Vanquish's teeth were gritted. His muscles quivered each time he pressed deep. His stomach tightening as his root was surrounded in hot female heat. Milking it of its pleasure.

"Not yet." I told them. "More."

"Ahhh." Vanquish cried in objection. Becoming faster and more forceful.

But I knew making him wait would make his climax even fiercer.

"I can't." Hunter complained. Catching one of my shoulders and flattening against my back as his muscles jerked. Spilling his hot seed into me and making him give a long groan of male satisfaction.

He slipped out and collapsed backward.

But he'll only be out for a few minutes. I knew. I'd learned last Mating Moon how fast their arousal could return at the slightest hint.