Claimed by the Pack

It felt tremendously good, being back inside of her. Like my body had secretly missed her, and now it couldn’t get enough of drinking her in. I began screwing her slowly, to bring her down from the place Broderick had just left her. She looked up at me again, and the expression on her face was filled with longing. Her beautiful lips mouthed only a single word.

“Damien…”

She whimpered my name and I just about lost it. I bent forward to kiss her again, feeling the weight of her breasts beneath me as I drove deeper. Her eyes were dreamy, but still held a thousand questions. Silently I assured her I had all the answers, even though I pretty much didn’t.

We rocked back and forth like this for a long time, enjoying the feel of sliding into each other. While we did, Broderick shifted into a position above her. He held Serena’s head in his lap, stroking her face gently. It was the most natural thing in the world when she groaned, turned her head, and took him straight into her mouth.

“MMMMmmmm…”

It was the last step. The final thing kept between us. We were joined now, the three of us, connected by way of her warm, writhing body. Every push I made drove her upward, where she took Broderick even deeper into her throat.

From there, we took her… in every possible way.

Serena offered no resistance as we flipped her around. She looked incredible on her hands and knees, her hair falling down over her face as Broderick took her from behind. He fucked her hard, squeezing her hips. Pulling her ass back to meet his every thrust, while her breasts swayed seductively beneath her.

She blew me expertly while he fucked her. Licked up and down the full length of me, catching my eyes whenever she could. We turned her around again, and again after that. The both of us using her… pleasing her. Making her body our own personal playground.

“God… Oh God…”

She talked, too. A lot. Serena enjoyed telling us every last dirty thing she wanted us to do to her. She even mentioned a few she’d like to do to us, as well.

Best of all there was no hesitation. No awkwardness or reservation. Halfway through we found out she liked it rough, and Broderick began dominating her with one hand rolled tightly in her long hair. He fucked her with strong, deep strokes, eliciting savage grunts and feminine cries of pleasure mixed with pain. Eventually he finished inside her, filling her from behind as she lay flat on her belly, legs locked together, screaming and clawing my thighs while my cock bounced against her pretty face.

“Your turn…” he gasped, slipping out of her. And this time Serena turned herself around, presenting her pussy, swollen and dripping, to me.

When I chuckled she pushed me playfully onto my back and mounted me. There she rode me hard, churning and bucking through what might’ve been another orgasm. By that point it was impossible to tell. She was so far gone, so much of a sweaty, come-soaked mess that I could barely tell what was an actual climax and what was nothing more than her body just reacting naturally.

“We’re all very impressed,” she eventually smiled down at me. “But are you ever going to come?”

I took the challenge for what it was. Rolling her onto her back, I spread her thighs wide and pounded her for all I was worth. Broderick even held her legs back for me, pinning her feet somewhere up near her ears.

“Ohhh, come…” she gasped, pulling me into her. “Baby, come…”

I continued sawing away for as long as I could, savoring the feel of her, enjoying the high-pitched noises she was suddenly making. Then my body went rigid as I let go, flooding her womb with jet after jet of my warm, sticky seed.

God, it just felt so incredible.

It’s done, my mind registered as I wound down. She’s yours now. Yours and Broderick’s…

I let out a long hot breath, realizing what that meant. Knowing in my heart how much I hoped it was true.

My mate. Our mate.

… but only if she wants you.

29

SERENA

I slept between them, naked and content. Filled to overflowing by the both of them, and left with a warm wetness between my legs that felt oddly comforting.

They’d taken me, and I’d let them. Not only that, I’d taken them back. I’d loved every dripping second of it, a life’s experience I wouldn’t trade for the world.

And it was strangely easy, too. You’d think a girl’s first threesome might be something awkward, especially being the meat in a very beefy wolf sandwich. And yet it wasn’t… not in the slightest. We’d gelled together perfectly, the three of us, emotionally as well as physically. Shifting between positions effortlessly, as if this were something we did every weekend and were merely going through the motions.

Yes, and there’s a reason for that.

In the back of my mind I knew it had probably gone so smoothly because they’d done it before. That I was merely an extension of what they’d done with Karessa was an admission I just didn’t want to make. At the same time however, I knew it was somehow different with me. That there’d been levels of intimacy between us that hadn’t existed with their past lover, not even in the beginning.