“Rue’s body is ours to use.” Lorcan straightened. “And she has a very pretty pussy, delicate and pink.” He skimmed his fingertips around her entrance. “My cock would look nice filling it.” He teased her with his cockhead, rubbing himself over her soft flesh.
She raised her hips, offering herself to him, and he chuckled. “Look how eager she is.” Lorcan pushed his tip inside her, savoring her heat, treasuring the sight of her pussy lips hugging his cock. “Your big cat’s cock is inside you, Rue.”
She constricted around him even more, her intimate embrace stealing Lorcan’s breath. He’d come from nothing, a logging rat without a high school education. Now he was inside this beautiful female, had been claimed by a bear with a highfalutin’ business degree, and ran a successful company.
“She’s our best hire yet.” Lorcan sank deeper and deeper, her wet heat sweeping over him. “Fuck, she’s tight.” He shuddered. “I thought you stretched her out for me, bear.” He gripped her hips, enjoying the contrast of his rough tanned fingers and her exquisite white skin.
“I’ll fuck her again after you’re done.” Ben grinned, stroking his shaft. “We’ll fill her to overflowing with our cum.”
Rue moaned, the erotic sound pushing Lorcan to move faster. “We’ll use all of her holes.” He buried himself to his base. “Once we’ve trained her, I’ll take her tight little ass also.” He rocked in and out, the slide shallow and slow. As he’d already come once, his inner cat was more relaxed, able to enjoy his female mate.
Rue moved with him, her slender body rippling, her breasts large and firm, her nipples taut. Lorcan lowered his chest, rubbed his skin against her nipples, trapped her softness under him. She squeezed his cock, breathing heavier.
He captured her parted lips and filled her mouth, tasting his own essence. Their tongues entwined, curling, stroking. Rue wrapped her legs around his waist, and her arms around his torso. As he plunged into her, she caressed his back with her fingertips, handling him as though he was fragile and precious, her gentle touch enthralling Lorcan’s savage heart.
He thrust into her harder and harder, seeking to be deeper inside her. She opened her big brown eyes, her gaze meeting his as they kissed, fucked, bonded, merging into one entity. Ben watched them, a small smile on his broad face as though he knew Lorcan had been ensnared, claimed by their little human.
Lorcan bit down on her plump bottom lip and pulled, drawing a cry from her lips. Rue arched, pushing her breasts against his chest, pressing her heels against his ass, her body shaking. A sheen of perspiration covered their skin, slickening their erotic slide. His balls ached. His muscles burned.
“Lorcan.” Her husky voice tore at his restraint. “Please.”
“You do please us, mate.” He brushed his lips against hers. Rue panted, her arms trembling, her fingertips fluttering over his shoulder blades. “Come for me.” He thrust deep. “Come for me now.” He swiveled his hips, grinding into her.
“Lorcan,” she screamed, bucking upward, her eyes widening.
“So fuckin’ beautiful.” He gritted his teeth, fighting to hold onto his control. “So…”
She clenched down on him, severing his grip on reality. Lorcan drove his body forward, pinned her ass to the couch, threw back his head, and roared her name. Cum spurted from his cock in fierce jets, his release shaking him.
He pumped once, twice more, and stiffened, holding his pose, staking his claim on her pussy, trapping his seed inside her. “Rue.” A wave of weariness swept over him, and he collapsed on top of her.
Rue held him against her breasts, her heartbeat strong and soothing, her scent covering him. Lorcan knew in that moment he’d kill to protect her, willingly trade his life for hers. “Mine.” He fastened his lips over her left breast and sucked, tasting the salt of her skin.
“You’re squishing our mate, cat.” Ben pulled him away. Lorcan snarled, the room’s cool air hitting him like a blast of cold water.
“My turn.” The bear laughed and pushed him into a seat.
“More?” Rue gazed up at Ben and Lorcan straightened, prepared to protect their female. She then smiled, her beauty stunning him, and she spread her thighs wider to accommodate the bear’s girth.
“Watch us, Lorcan.” Ben grinned.
Lorcan leaped to his feet and padded to their side. Ben teased her well-used entrance with his cockhead, wetting his skin with cum and pussy juices.
Lorcan licked his lips. “When you’re done with her, I’ll clean her again.” He’d taste all three of them. “Before I take her ass.”
Rue’s breath hitched. Ben pushed into her, the big bear stretching her skin tight. Lorcan had never seen anything as sexy as Ben mounting Rue, his two mates merging into one. Her lips flattened as she took more and more of Ben’s thick shaft. Finally she engulfed all of him, her small body impaled on Ben’s cock.
“She’s amazing.” Ben’s voice softened with an awe Lorcan shared.
“She’s as wild as we are.” Lorcan grinned. “Use her pussy well, bear.”
Ben pulled out to his tip and slammed into her, moisture splattering her pale thighs. She whimpered, her nipples as hard as diamonds.
Lorcan watched as Ben rutted into her, shaking Rue’s body with each hard thrust, his ass cheeks clenching and unclenching. Rue met him halfway, giving as good as she got, smacking their bodies together, her skin pink where they connected.
They were beautiful, their contrasts captivating Lorcan. Ben was large and muscular and dark, easily dominating his lover. Rue was small and slender and pale, submissive yet strong.
“Fuck wooing.” Lorcan prowled around them, watching them from all angles. “
This
is how you claim a human mate, bear.” He smiled smugly.
Rue woke with a groan, every inch of her body sore and sticky, her ass split open by a foreign object. The scent of cum and pussy filled her nostrils. She stretched her arms and legs, opened her eyes, saw the broken chandelier, the shredded couch, and remembered.
I fucked my bosses
.
She cringed and glanced around her. The room was empty and quiet. A piece of white paper was stuck to a brown leather couch cushion. She picked it up.
Gone for a run. Be back soon.
L&B
She blinked, her brain groggy, her thinking muddled. Sunlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, stretching across the floor. It must be morning.
Shit
. Rue sat up.
It’s Friday morning
. She staggered to her feet, her muscles screaming a protest, cum gushing down her legs.
The wolves can’t find me here
. She removed the butt plug Lorcan had inserted and dropped it on the floor.
Clothes, I need clothes
. She dragged her sorry ass to the closet and rummaged through the coats, finally deciding upon a huge concealing rain slicker, the ugly green garment pooling on the floor around her feet.
She caught a glimpse of herself in the hallway mirror. Her face was covered with dried cum. Her lips were plump and red. She’d lost count of how many times she’d sucked them off. Her hair was gnarled and matted with even more cum.
“I’m a slut,” she admitted. Yes, she cared for Ben and Lorcan. She might even love them, and she had never considered fucking two men before she’d met them.
But a normal woman wouldn’t have allowed herself to be used the way she had, and a normal woman certainly wouldn’t have enjoyed it.
I’ll never see them again
. Sadness filled Rue. She gripped the doorknob and swung the door open. She squinted, moaning softly, the sun too bright. Her body ached as she hobbled down the front steps, the wood cold against her bare feet.
“It’s Friday, bitch,” Nels growled.
Fuck. They found me
. Rue raised her chin. The big wolf shifter leaned against her cute little sports car, his two henchmen standing by his side. All three men had their arms crossed and their feet braced apart, prepared to fight.
She met Nels’s gaze, having no energy to fight. “I guess you’ll be making me disappear now.”
“We will… eventually. We plan to kill you slowly, making the pain last for hours, perhaps even days. When we’re through with you, you’ll be screaming, begging for your death.” A sick excitement radiated from Nels, and Rue shivered, finding the wolf shifter’s joy disturbing.
“But our plans could change.” Nels dropped his gaze, leisurely looking her over, openly ogling her. She maintained the serene expression she normally wore during negotiations, not allowing him to see her emotions. “Please us, all three of us, and we’ll kill you quickly.” His two trained dogs leered at her.
Rue hadn’t wanted to involve Lorcan and Ben in her mess, but she no longer had a choice. She was human and unarmed. She couldn’t outfight or outrun wolves. All she could do was delay her death as long as possible and hope her two bosses returned in time to rescue her.
She met Nels’s gaze and forced a slow seductive smile “After I’m done pleasing you, you won’t want to kill me.” Rue strolled past them, exaggerating the sway of her hips, the gravel biting into the soles of her feet and her body aching.
“I’m
that
good.” She headed toward the path leading to the lake, hoping that was the direction Lorcan and Ben had taken.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Nels grabbed her left arm, his grip painfully tight. “You could be
that
good right here, on the hood of your car.”
“I could fuck you senseless here.” Rue allowed her rain slicker to fall open, revealing the curves of her breasts. The wolf’s gaze dropped, his expression ravenous, and she suppressed her shudder of revulsion. “
If
you like the smell of cat. Or I could wash in the lake first.”
Nels’s nostrils flared, and his top lip curled. “Try anything and we’ll kill you.” He released her.
“I thought you wanted me to try lots of things.” Rue slid her gaze to the other wolves. They stared at her as if she were their next meal. “Dirty sexy things with all three of you. Will you take me all at once or one at a time?” She sauntered down the path. The pine needles pierced her skin. She felt nothing. She was numb, resigned to doing what she had to do to survive.
Nels and his henchman followed her, taking turns telling her the things they wanted to do with her body, things she wouldn’t consider doing with anyone other than Lorcan and Ben. Rue tuned out their comments and focused on putting one foot in front of the other, walking as slowly as she could walk without looking suspicious.
The sun’s rays filtered through the tree branches. The scent of pine partially concealed the stench of dog. The forest was quiet, too quiet, as though the birds and animals feared the wolves behind her.
Rue took a deep breath, counted to five, and exhaled. She’d do whatever it took to survive. She started singing the naughtiest, most profane song she knew the words to. She sang loudly and hopelessly off-key, the dirty lyrics distracting the wolves from her lack of ability.
* * *
“What’s that horrible sound?” Ben lifted his head. Cool water streamed over his neck and shoulders. He stood chest deep in the lake, the currents swirling around his naked form. A voice bellowed lewd lyrics, the notes horrendously off-key. His cock hardened, his soul recognizing their female’s voice, his body not caring that she couldn’t hold a tune. “That’s Rue?”
“Sounds like her.” Lorcan grimaced. He prowled back and forth, back and forth, on the rocky beach, the lynx shifter detesting water. “What happened to her vow to never ever sing?”
“She said she’d sing only to save her life.” Ben met his male mate’s gaze. Terror engulfed him. “Shit.” He ran toward the shore, shifting as he moved, his arms elongating, brown fur covering his skin, his form increasing in size.
Lorcan also shifted, sprinting in the direction of Rue’s voice, his broad furred feet soundless on the stones. Silvery-brown fur covered his body, tufted ears sprouting from his head, ruffs surrounding his face.
Ben followed Lorcan’s short black-tipped tail. Someone threatened Rue, their mate. He barreled through the forest at his top speed. They’d protect her. Pine branches brushed his shoulders, the sap sticking to his fur, the scent teasing his nostrils.
His chest heaved. His muscles burned. Rue’s voice grew louder, the sound reassuring him. She was alive. She’d remain alive.
Ben inhaled deeply, smelling wolf.
Those mutts
. He barked. Lorcan yowled, confirming he heard the warning. The wolves had Rue. Ben’s claws dug into the ground as he pushed his body to its capacity, desperate to save their mate.
A scream split the silence, the sound raising the hair on the scruff of his neck. They broke into a clearing. Three wolves circled a lone pine tree, snapping at pale dangling feet.
Lorcan screeched with outrage. Ben’s reckless male mate rushed forward, his form blurring, heedless of the poor odds. He leaped into the air and landed on the smallest wolf’s back, his claws digging into fur, his jaws closing on exposed neck.
The wolf howled, spinning and bucking, trying to displace Lorcan. Pinecones pelted the other wolves, their little human mate distracting them.
Ben hurtled toward the wolves. They turned, facing him, growling a warning, their canine teeth dripping with saliva. Ben wrinkled his nose in disgust and swatted the smaller of the two wolves, batting him to the side. The wolf slammed against the tree trunk and fell to the ground, whimpering, his limbs twitching and useless.
Mine!
Ben roared at the large black wolf, infuriated that they dared to approach Rue, his fragile human mate. The wolf backed up, his eyes blazing.
Behind Ben, a wolf yipped. There was a thud, and Lorcan howled with triumph. The black wolf snarled, and Ben widened his stance. His lynx shifter mate bumped against his right foreleg, his scent mixing with the aroma of freshly-spilled blood. A pinecone smashed against the wolf’s skull, their little female also making her presence felt.
The wolf shifted his gaze from Ben to Lorcan and back to Ben. Ben relaxed. He’d thump the wolf on the head, scramble his brains a bit, and allow him to live. The wolf turned his head toward the smaller lynx shifter, and Ben tensed once more. No one targeted his mates.