Untamed (Two Marks 0.50)

I gave it a little spank. That made her sex drip with fresh nectar, and I lapped it up like a starved man.

Nothing had ever tasted so good. Her tang drove me wild. I thrashed her with my tongue, sucked and nipped her outer lips, penetrated her. Then I lifted her hips higher to rim her while Gibson’s hand slid from her breast down the center of her body to work her clit.

Her moans filled the small room. Her legs lifted and kicked around my ears. I raised my head to take a moment to see exactly what our touch did to her.

Gib spanked her pussy with several short, light slaps, and I shifted to work my slick thumb in her ass. Since males from our pack claimed their mates together, a claiming ideally occurred when she took both at the same time. One of us would be in Shelby’s ass, the other in her pussy as we bit her and gave her two marks. As we made her come until she screamed herself hoarse and passed out from the intensity of it. Mating two shifters was potent.

“Oh fates! Oh-oh-oh!” she screamed. Writhed. Sweat bloomed across her silky skin.

“This is what it’ll be like when we claim you. Me in your ass, Gib in your pussy.”

To match words to action, Gib sank three fingers in her pussy as she came for us, beautiful in her abandon. She clenched hard around my thumb, surrendering to the pleasure and her mates. She collapsed like a rag doll against his chest, her arms still loosely dangling from his neck.

“Good girl,” Gibson praised.

I slipped my thumb from her, sat back on my heels and just stared. I’d probably do it for the rest of my life, amazed she was ours. She was so fucking responsive. We knew she’d be into ass play, into us taking her completely… and together. It was in her DNA. Fate wouldn’t put us together otherwise. But the submissive schoolgirl thing? That was just icing on the cake.

“Mmm.” She watched me with heavy lids. The color of her irises gradually changed back to their unusual shade of cinnamon. “Do you have condoms?” she asked as she licked her dry lips.

Something stiffened under my ribs. Wolves didn’t get STDs, so her request for condoms meant she wasn’t willing to have our pups. But it came back to trust and acceptance. She wasn’t there yet, and I needed to remember that, no matter how sure we were that she was ours. Males were more certain of their mate’s scent than females. We knew she was ours, which meant it was our job to prove we were worthy of the job. To show her. And if that meant filling a condom instead of her pussy the first time we got inside her, so be it.

Gib dug out his wallet from his pocket and held it up as a yes. Energy returning to her body, she turned to face him, unbuttoning his jeans as she knelt before him.

I moved out of her way because… fuck, our mate wasn’t shy.

Gib’s eyes flashed yellow as he practically flung his wallet at me to retrieve a condom. He groaned when she released his sizable erection. I found the condom and ripped open the foil, then freed my own manhood and wrapped up. Shelby offered me her ass as she lowered to her elbows between Gib’s legs and slid those pouty lips over his mushroom head.

Fuck.

“Fuck!” Gib cursed. His excitement and loss of control spurred my own, but I still remembered to ask for consent.

“You want me to fuck you, kitten?”

She wiggled her hips then popped off Gib long enough to look over her shoulder at me, tossing her hair. “Mmm hmm.”

She wasn’t inhibited or tame. Not that I figured she would be after that show up on stage at Hoedown. She was just sweet and submissive. Perfect. And ours.

Gib grabbed her head and gently guided her back to his ready cock.

“Your mates are going to fuck you so hard, you’ll beg to be claimed, kitten,” I promised, dragging the tip of my sheathed cock through her juices I could still taste on my tongue.

She made a muffled sound of agreement, her mouth stuffed with Gib’s cock.

“That’s right, baby, take me deep,” he encouraged, setting his hand on her neck.

Before I knew what I was doing, I’d impaled her, all the way to the hilt. She choked a little on Gib’s cock before he braced her shoulders for me. I gripped her hips for added stability and eased back to slam in once more.

Heaven.

There was no other word to describe the rightness of being inside my mate. Hot, tight, wet. And she was taking both of us. She was right there with us.

Our fucking mate. Fucking our mate.

“Kitten,” I muttered. “You feel so good.” I forced myself to slow my breathing, to keep my strokes gentle, but I wanted to pound her into oblivion.