All Lyra wanted was to see a werewolf up close despite the warnings of her village. She gets what she bargains for and more.
The Wilson brothers are wanderers, mysterious, and charming, and they've both imprinted on her; a rarity among werewolves.
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A deep rumble stirred me from silence. I didn't open my eyes at first, but my body slowly became wide awake and aware.
Two bodies were pressed up against me firmly, one set of arms wrapped tightly around my waist. My left leg was pulled up and wrapped around a waist, the right hand still lingering there; warm and tingly.
I opened my eyes, smiling a little as I glanced up at Xain and Connor's sleeping faces. 'So warm...'
The pain that radiated from my back had died down considerably, which I was grateful for. I also became aware of how light it was outside. The sun was just beginning to rise. A new day. New surprises. Was I prepared to meet those that the brothers called family and friends?
Would they accept me? Would they ignore my existence? Would they ban the brothers for imprinting on such a young, frail girl?
Questions continued to swarm my mind, rendering me unable to fall asleep again. I sighed softly, blinking a few more times to wake up fully.
When I shifted my hips a little, I froze. Xain and Connor had... Morning Wood.
It was to be expected of course, but they were hot and hard, pressing up against my flower and cheeks.
I was resolved not to move about, but when both brothers shifted, one after the other, I let out a small moan. I shut my mouth quickly, but the sound was too loud to simply muffle. Connor grunted behind me before chuckling gently. "Mmm... You're quite warm this morning," he murmured softly behind my ear.
Xain cracked open an eye, his fingers lightly caressing my thigh as he woke slowly. "Mm... Why the hell are you two up so early? Trying to get it on without me?" I blushed furiously and stammered softly, but nothing came out correctly.
Connor shut me up quickly by grinding up against me from behind, efficiently shutting me up.
Xain scowled at him and said, "Hey, none of that unless I can as well." He pressed up against me and ground hard into me, causing me to gasp.
"H-Hey!" I protested, "Victim in the middle here!"
Xain laughed softly, kissing my nose and saying, "You know you like it."
I pouted a little and said, "Do not, and don't even think I do. Okay, maybe a little."
Connor laughed softly, kissing the back of my head before backing up a little. "Today's the day," he said softly. "Home sweet home. I wonder how much has changed... Father always did keep himself locked in his study."
My face lit up. "Wait, I'll get to meet your father?" Xain grinned and pinched my nose lightly, sitting up a little as he yawned. "Of course, silly. And we think he'll love you too."
"And," Xain added, "probably call you a tiny human and lecture Connor on how he should've chosen someone like Charlie for having offspring- OW!!!"
