Untamed (Two Marks 0.50)

I couldn’t move with Ben’s finger in me and Gibson holding me to him, but he pushed up and into me in small thrusts. The combination had me lifting my head and panting.

“Another finger,” Ben said although I knew that was the case by feel alone.

I stilled, then panted. Gibson stopped moving, but kissed along my neck, my shoulder, as if prepping the spot for his teeth.

Time passed as Ben prepared me. It felt different and intense. I had no idea it would feel so good. I’d been missing out. Not just on this kind of pleasure but my mates as well.

I’d have this with them for the rest of my life.

“I’m ready,” I panted. “Please. I need it.”

I did. I needed Ben right there with us. Without him, I felt empty.

Carefully, he pulled his fingers free, but only for a second before I felt the hot press of his dick at my untried opening.

“Deep breath, kitten,” Gibson said. I obeyed. “Good girl, relax. That’s it. Another breath.”

He continued to coach me as Ben’s hand cupped my hip, his thumb holding my bottom open. It didn’t take long. I was well prepared and very slick. Ben’s dick popped past the resistant ring, and the head filled me.

“Oh my God,” I moaned. I was so full. They were so big, and as Ben continued to slowly move in and out, going deeper each time, I looked down at Gibson.

He smiled, brushed my hair back. “Such a good girl, taking your mates’ dicks at the same time.”

I relaxed at his praise, and Ben groaned as his hips pressed against my bottom.

“Fuck, it’s incredible,” he said. “Ready, Gib?”

“Hell, yes.”

Ben slowly retreated as Gibson thrust up his hips, then they reversed. Ben pushed deep as Gibson pulled back.

They fucked me, alternating, so I always had a dick in me. It was so intense I couldn’t speak. My clit rubbed against Gibson’s body each time Ben filled me.

“I… full… can’t… coming… oh… please,” I wailed as I came. My body shook with my pleasure, my pussy and ass clenching and squeezing as the most intense orgasm of my life crashed over me.

I heard a growl. I felt their wild thrusts, felt them deep. Their mouths were along my shoulders, their hands held me.

At the same time, their teeth sunk into my skin, and the pain was exquisite. Intense. I screamed and came again as I felt their dicks swell. They growled as their fangs held me, caught permanently between them as they came.

I felt the heat of their cum as they filled me. They lifted their mouths from the juncture of my shoulder and neck. Shouted their satisfaction. I must’ve passed out for a little while there because the next thing I knew, I was laying in Ben’s arms and Gibson was gently cleaning me between my legs with a wet, warm washcloth.

Good thing about being a shifter was that the healing helped in situations like this where my bottom would be really sore right now if I were human. Or so I’d heard from the other dancers at Hoedown. I was sated, replete and… bitten.

I put my hand to my neck, felt the spot where Ben had claimed me. “Mmm.” He kissed my forehead. “I like seeing my mark on you.” He inhaled. “Everyone will know who you belong to.”

Gibson joined us, settling so I was between them, snuggled tight. “That’s right, kitten, you’re ours now. Forever.”

I wiggled a little, settling into the feel of them. Traced the raised marks of my name on their skin. “No, you’re mine.”

They growled and pounced. “Damn straight, we are,” Gibson rumbled. “Two mates for one beautiful she-wolf.”

I was an alpha’s mate and mated to a bad-ass enforcer. I had a whole new pack to tend to, even before I bore my mates’ pups.

It was perfect, and I couldn’t wait to start our new life together.