Alpha Queen (Claimed by Wolves 4)

When Ridge presses a third finger past the tight ring of muscles, I gasp as pleasure morphs into pain and back again.

Trystan bites down on my nipple, drawing my attention back upward. He laps away the sting and meets my gaze. “Relax. Push against him a little. It’ll make it easier.”

I do as he says, and Ridge’s fingers slide deeper. They’re all so infinitely patient with me, slowing down every time I tense up and worshiping my body so completely that I feel like I’m balancing on a knife’s-edge of pleasure, ready to slip over into the pure bliss of an orgasm at any moment.

Finally, Ridge slips his fingers out of me entirely. With his other hand, he gathers more of my slick arousal, using it to coat his cock, stroking himself as he looks down at me. “Are you ready for me, little wolf?”

I nod, biting my lip as I meet his gaze. Without being prompted, I turn over and press up to my hands and knees, craning my neck to look over my shoulder at him. The look on his face nearly takes my breath away. It’s awe, desire, tenderness, and something almost like gratitude.

He leans over to kiss me, and I feel the head of his cock nudge my back hole. The other three men all surround me again, showering me with kisses and soft words as Ridge slowly presses inside.

There are bites of pain as my body stretches to accommodate him, and I force down the butterflies in my stomach, trusting that these men will never hurt me. That, just as Archer said, they’ll only ever make me feel good.

And by the time Ridge is fully seated inside me, I don’t feel pain anymore. I just feel… full. Stretched and overwhelmed in the best possible way.

“God, you’re so tight.” Ridge’s voice is hoarse, as if it takes effort to speak. Or maybe it’s taking all his effort not to move yet. “Are you ready for Trystan? You want him in your pussy?”

My core clenches in response to his words, as if it’s answering for me. He must feel it too, because he lets out a low, rumbling chuckle. When I glance over my shoulder again, I see him nod at Trystan.

Trystan’s chocolate brown hair glints in the light as he catches my chin and presses a kiss to my lips. Then he maneuvers into position beneath me, until I’m straddling his waist. His cock slips just an inch into my core, and I can feel how wet I am, how my arousal is already slicking the way for him.

“Sable.” His voice is deep and serious, and when I look at him, I see so many emotions burning in his eyes. He reaches up to cup the side of my face, pressing a little deeper inside me. “I love you. We love you. Never, ever forget that.”

“I won’t,” I whisper. “I can’t. It’s stamped on my soul.”

His smile beams up at me like the sun, and as if that’s just what he needed to hear, he finally gives me everything I need. He thrusts the rest of the way inside me, filling me up in a

smooth, careful motion.

I catch my breath, forgetting how to breathe entirely for a moment as my body adjusts to the feeling of being claimed by two of my mates at the same time. I thought I felt full with just Ridge inside me, but now I feel something that goes so far beyond that, I don’t even have a word for it.

My eyelids drop closed for a moment, but I force them open, not wanting to miss any of this. I lift my head and catch Archer’s gaze, finding him staring at the three of us with such abject desire on his face that it makes my toes curl.

“Come here,” I murmur.

He doesn’t hesitate, moving toward me on his knees. His cock juts out from his body, hard and thick, and I brace one hand on Trystan’s chest as I reach out to run my fingers lightly along the length of it. Archer leans in to kiss me, then I turn and find Dare, gesturing him closer too.

He and Archer end up on either side of Trystan’s head, and as Trystan and Ridge begin to move, one pulling out and sliding back in before the other does, my two other mates help support and steady me. As my body adjusts to the new wave of sensations, I reach for Archer’s cock again, and this time, I take him in my mouth.

“Shit,” he whispers, resting his hand on my head as his fingers delve into my hair. “That feels so fucking good.”

Good. I want to make him feel like I feel. I want all of my mates to feel the same pleasure I do, to feel my love for them in every movement, every touch.

With one hand still braced on Trystan’s muscular chest, I find Dare’s cock with the other, stroking him as I draw Archer deeper into my mouth. As Ridge and Trystan pick up their pace, I switch between my two mates, using my hand on one and my mouth on the other until they’re both groaning loudly.

All of us are breathing hard, our bodies sweaty and hot, and I lose track of time as we move together. I lose track of everything except the sensations crashing through me, the feel of my mates surrounding me, their love and desire filling the air around us like a tangible thing.

I come hard, tightening around Trystan and Ridge and making them both curse softly as I squeeze them rhythmically. But they keep moving, fucking me harder and deeper until the wave of pleasure rises and crests again.

A muffled scream pours from my lips, which are wrapped around Dare’s cock, and maybe it’s the vibrations from the sound, or maybe it’s just the sight of his best friends driving into me, but he shudders and jerks, his hips thrusting forward.

I swallow as quickly as I can, lapping at him and running my tongue over his shaft as he spills his release. My other hand moves faster on Archer’s shaft, and when Ridge freezes behind me with a heavy grunt, I know he’s about to come too.

“Fuck. I can’t…” Trystan bares his teeth, gripping my hips as he grinds his hips against me. “Oh fuck.”

I feel him let go at almost the same moment Ridge does, and the two of them pulse inside me, making my body hum with pleasure. I glance up to find Archer’s face, and he laughs breathlessly, almost helplessly, as he rakes his gaze over all of us. Then he’s coming too, spurts of cum spilling from his cock and spattering over my chest and neck.

Threading his fingers through my hair, he tilts my head up a little and leans down to kiss me. When he breaks away, Trystan lifts his head to do the same. Ridge peppers kisses down my back as he slowly pulls out of me.