Reluctant Mates - 21 Paranormal Romance Stories (Werewolf, Vampire, Minotaur and Monster collection) (6 page)

He pushed his hips up hard and slapped those heavy balls against my sweet skin, smiling. “Does...Lacy...like?”

“Yes, yes, oh my God yes,” I said, going to my knees and sinking his whole length inside me while never taking my eyes off his contorting face.

Jack was already behind me, but just standing there rubbing my back. I turned my head and slid my hand between his legs, holding his balls and kneading them gently as I urged him around beside me so to kiss his tip, then sucked him deep and made sure to leave a good slick of spit on him.

“You always wanted to do this,” I said with a smile.

He grinned back.

“Get back there. Don’t make me wait, you muscle head, give me exactly what I need.”

The tip of his cock squeezed inside my grasping hole, his sheath pushed back and he worked himself, slowly, deep in my cave. Where Rock had been gentle, Jack wasn’t able to keep his hunger down. The sound from between his gritted teeth thrilled me and I fell forward, pushing my ass in the air, as Rock pumped upwards, pistoning his huge drill in and out of my grasping cunt.

For a half a second, I thought that they were seriously going to tear me in half with the intensity of the stretch I felt, but slowly, my body relaxed around Jack and he was able to start moving again.

When one pulled back, the other drove forward like some kind of see-saw. Jack battered deep, squeezing probably half of his dick inside me, and then Rock drove in and Jack pulled back.

There was nothing I could do. No talking, no noises besides savage grunting and my continually surprised gasping filled the air around us. So much heat, so much sloppy wet pleasure, worked up inside me that I felt my own juice drip down my thighs in hot little rivers.

Closer and closer they moved in time with each other until one started pushing before the other pulled. At first, the sweet burning ache was so intense that I couldn’t stand it, I cried out a yelp and told them to go slower, but they either didn’t listen, or couldn’t stop themselves.

Hard, driving pumps grew closer together, and the grunting from Jack’s mouth and Rock’s half-open maw got so desperate and heavy that I imagined there was nothing else in the entire world right then except us, and my pleasure and my pain and the melting love between my legs.

Jack’s hands rested on my shoulders and I felt his knees bend deeper so he could work at me with another, sharper angle that somehow let him drive even harder and deeper into my asshole. I felt myself squeezing around him first and then the muscles in my cunt started grasping at Rock’s tool, milking him up and down with every pump.

Again I felt the cock in my pussy tense up, and a ball formed at the base of it, but a small one. He seemed to stretch me a little harder, a little sweeter, and he gritted his teeth and his eyes were halfway open when I looked at his face again.

“Does...hurt?”

“Yes,” I smiled. “Just like I wanted.”

Then, at almost the same time, Rock rammed his hips up against me, his balls slapping the skin between my pussy and ass, and Jack bent his knees deep, letting his cock slide further than it ever had. I screamed once, then again when they both pumped as one. I fell forward, face on Rock’s powerful, hair covered chest, and reached back to feel them. I spread my fingers out wide as Rock slapped his balls against me. They hit my palm, spreading the heat through me.

One of them, I’m not sure which, let out the most wonderfully loud roar as Jack’s cock began to pulse gently in my cavern, stretching me even more. His driving, pounding fuck strokes filled me, drove me almost insane with lust, and then, he reached around and under me, mauling my tits with one of those huge hands.

“Squeeze me! Oh God yes squeeze me! Fuck – fuck me as hard as you can! Both of you, use me up, wear me out!”

The hand on my tit gripped so hard it hurt, and both of the wolf-men drilled me as one. When they were both at their deepest, my entire body clenched up as tight as Rock’s jaws. Every muscle in my body held on, squeezing at their cocks, tightening and loosening in time with their barely-moving strokes and my breath got very shallow and very fast. Finally, as warmth spilled from my core to my pussy and out in a little river, I felt Jack surge inside me. His pumping cock exploded just like I remembered it doing, but right before he spilled in me, I noticed that he had a ball at the base of his cock too, just like Rock.

When he came, that ball swelled to such a size that I was pinned. He stretched me so good, so hot and so tight that I screamed again as release took me.

Jack was so deep, and his cum so sweet and hot and sticky as it brimmed me full and dripped out of my ass and down to my cunt where Rock still drilled in an out, but was making the most wonderfully savage, sloppy noises that just got naughtier as Jack’s cum drenched him.

“I can’t...Lacy...making...come!”

His face contorted with such ecstasy that I thought he was going to weep, but instead, that ball in his cock swelled just like Jack’s had, and he pumped his load in me twice, three times, and then a fourth. His heat blasted so deep in me that it felt like he drenched my insides before it spilled out of me and ran over his bulge, and both of them dripped onto Rock’s solid belly.

Both wolves were knotted up inside me so tight and so big that nothing would have budged them even if I wanted them to move. The tension made wave after wave of my own climax build and erupt, and sent me into a fit of shivering, shuddering ecstasy that washed over my face, down my chest and out of my cunt in hot, squirting torrents that dribbled out of me and down the shaft still in me, right to where the rest of the sex juice pooled.

“God,” I said, “does this have to end? I never want this to be over.”

I lifted my head and cried out as my cum shattered my reality, like glass breaking before white surges took my vision and made all that tension that I had built up explode out and wash up and over me. Heat radiated out of my core, sent my pussy walls into convulsions, and as my body clenched, clamped and panicked with pleasure, a little of the juice the two wolf men left inside me squeezed over their balled up cocks and dripped.

“I’ve never come like this before,” I said. Another wave hit me square in the chest as the knots in their dicks surged a little more, stretching me just a bit, and sending me careening back over the cliff into another climax, and then, unbelievably a third. By the time the last one faded and my heart started to get somewhere near normal, I was so exhausted, that I barely realized that when my head hit Rock’s chest as I collapsed, the hair on it was completely human.

***

W
hen I opened my eyes, dawn’s weird blue haze had begun to light the sky, and I had rolled onto my side at some point, though I was still between Jack and Rock.

“Oh, wow,” Jack said as his eyes opened. “I guess you know the secret now. No reason to hide it with bullshit about work or whatever every time the full moon comes around.”

“No,” I said with a smile. “No there’s not.”

Our talking made Rock awake as well, his massive arms hugging me against his chest unconsciously.

“Holy shit,” he said, groggy like he had a hangover. “What happened?”

Jack reached over and brushed the hair out of Rock’s face. “Don’t worry. You’re safe here.”

“Who are you? What the fuck happened?”

“You don’t remember?” Jack said with concern in his voice.

“I remember coming out here with Lacy, and then I remember having some kind of seizure and...wait, why am I naked. Why is Lacy naked and why is my dick – my God, did I do what I think I did?”

“And it was incredible.” I smiled and put his hand on my bare breast, then leaned over and kissed him.

He gave me a little squeeze and grinned. “Okay, but why’s he – what did you say your name was?”

“Oh, sorry, I’m Jack. We seem to share a condition, and Lacy was kind enough to help both of us out.”

“What are you talking about, man?” Rock said. “What condition? I was here and then I was having a seizure or something – and then nothing.”

I couldn’t tell if he was lying or embarrassed or both.

“Look,” I said, petting his face. “You’ve got nothing to worry about. If you’re telling the truth about not remembering, I won’t say anything. It’ll come in time.”

I nuzzled his chest with my nose and took his other hand and put it between my thighs so he could feel my wet, and his jizz dripping out of me. “Everything is fine.”

“I’m...I’m sorry. I’m so used to lying and making shit up about what I do, and then feeling guilty about it and all that. Are you sure I didn’t do anything that hurt anybody?”

“Oh you hurt me plenty,” I purred. “Just like I wanted you to.”

“So,” Jack said, rubbing my back and slipping a hand around me, over my other tit and giving me a little squeeze. “Do we have to wait for next month to do that again?”

He kissed the back of my neck and sent a thrill all the way to my knees.

“Maybe we should practice a few times,” I said. “You know, to make sure we can make the best of the next full moon.”

Slipping my hands down either side of my body, I grabbed two dicks that were already starting to get hard again.

“Alright boys,” I said. “I have a job that’s going to take both of you to accomplish.”

“What’s that?” Rock said as he stroked his finger against my pussy lips and dipped it just inside.

“You two,” I grinned, “make me howl!”

Before the three of us were finished laughing, I felt a big, hard cock slide between my legs, and stroke me all the way from my pussy to my asshole, hot breath caressing my throat, and felt myself dragged over on top of Jack, facing upwards as his fully human prick stiffened inside me.

Rock smiled and put both of his hands on my big, sore, swinging tits, thrilling me and sending pulses down my belly. He bent his knees, took a hand away for a second and rubbed his cock head up and down Jack’s, then slipped it just inside my stretched, worn out cunt.

As the two of them pushed slowly inside me at once, I closed my eyes and felt the world give way underneath me again.

I leaned back my head, opened my mouth, and as my climax pounded against me, and my pussy squeezed both of those huge cocks together, I made the only sound I could.

A desperate, almost savage grunt pushed out of my belly. And then I opened my mouth, took a deep breath, and howled so loud it must have reached the moon.

W
hap.

Whap-whap.

Whap-whap.

My toes beat an uneven pattern on the floor as I ran, engulfed in almost utter darkness, trying to escape whatever chased me through the halls. I don’t know why I was running, as there was nowhere to go, nowhere to hide, and no matter what I did, the reality was that I existed then in
his
domain.

In
his
lair.

My copper-colored hair brushed against something on the wall, and a few strands caught briefly about the base of what I figured had to be a torch sconce, or some other sort of metal fixture, as I ran past.

Keeping track of distance with by counting my steps as I went, I was past a thousand, and still there had been no interruption of the wall that I had my hand upon. The place seemed nothing more than a long series of curved tunnels. In the distance, I could barely make out the orange haze of a torch. Taking a deep breath, I looked back to make sure nothing was close enough to catch me, and it occurred to me that whatever was chasing me had been silent for a rather long time.

And then I thought that maybe I’d invented the whole thing out of terror. I must have hallucinated the great beast whose shadow crossed silently before my eyes the moment the arch-Druid shoved me into the labyrinth under the ancient temple and slid the stone slab into place behind me, I told myself. That’s all it was, just a simple overactive imagination.

Slowing my pace to a trot, I squinted through the humid darkness. The sticky air had given parts of the walls around me a thin layer of moss. My palm was wet, my skin clammy, and my hair started to stick to the sides of my face.

In all the time I’d been running, unsure what – if anything – I was running
from
, I had not realized that the simple, white linen tunic and underclothes in which I’d been dressed before being escorted into these ancient catacombs clung to the otherwise naked flesh underneath.

My trot slowed to a walk and finally I stopped completely, allowing myself a moment to catch my breath as there seemed to be no actual danger. The fabric clung to my hips and my prickling, stiffened nipples. Each time the chilled air sent a thrill creeping up my shoulders when the rough cloth rubbed over them, I drew a gasp.

As I stood in silence, I unconsciously wrapped my arms around myself when a cool breeze struck me.

“Breeze?” I whispered to myself. “How can there be...”

I turned just in time to feel another breeze – or rather a breath, a hot and sultry breath – creep up my shoulder to my neck. Before I could gather my wits enough to run again, I saw two eyes that burned red like embers of coal, looming over me from a face that was at least two heads above mine.

The last thing I wanted to do was to scream or cry or do anything to show how afraid I was. Courage was the last thing that I thought I had left. Summoning up whatever shreds of it I could, I struck at the shape looming above me in the shadows, but before it struck, I felt fingers wrap around my wrist and squeeze.

Rough, hard, fingers. Huge ones that seemed half the thickness of my arm each, curled around my arm and held me. I flailed my other arm wildly, but he just snatched it out of the air effortlessly.

And then I heard a laugh that seemed to come from somewhere deep in the bowels of the earth from the way it rumbled in my belly. It was so leathery, so intense, and yet so strangely quiet that once again, I wasn’t sure if it was real.

Losing my sense of dignity was no longer a concern as much as being torn limb from limb. Fear gripped me. I screamed and then cried out for mercy as my own arms were wrapped tight about my body, and I was jerked backwards against the muscled torso of the temple’s beast.