“Ive heard other she–wolves talk about Alphas sharing their mates with Betas. God, the thought of being taken by two powerful wolves at once makes me wet just thinking about it. Could I handle both of them at the same time?
Last night, my Alpha called me to his room. When I walked in, his Beta was there too. The way they looked at me with hungry. demanding eyes told me exactly what they wanted. My hands shook as I stripped in the bathroom, my pussy already soaking. They both growled when I came out naked. My Alpha grabbed my hips and pulled me down on him while his Beta grabbed my hair. I ended up on all fours on the fur rug, completely exposed. My Alpha shoved his cock inside me, stretching me open, while his Beta pushed into my mouth. They fucked me from both ends, hard and deep. I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe–just felt them using me, filling me, coming inside me. Both of them marking me as theirs…”
Threesome. Never had I heard of the term; how was it possible?
That had been the thought on my mind when I slept off.
I woke with a start, feeling disoriented; it wasn’t evening yet; I had invested my night sleep into reading ‘Barbara’s Fantasies‘ and it
had left me tired.
I suddenly realized I wasn’t alone in this room. My drowsy confusion cleared instantly when I saw who was watching me.
Kaius sat in the armchair across from the bed, his powerful frame relaxed and utterly still. In his hands was a familiar worn leather
book Barbara’s Fantasies.
My heart leapt into my throat. I’d fallen asleep with the book open on my chest, its explicit contents exposed for anyone to see. For
him to see.
“Kaius?” My voice came out small, uncertain.
“Elowen.” His tone was neutral, but his eyes–those piercing amber eyes–glinted with something that made my skin heat.
I sat up quickly, reaching for the book, but he held it just beyond my grasp. He’d been reading it. The thought made me want to sink through the floor with mortification.
“Can you remember the contract you signed?” he asked, his voice deceptively casual.
I swallowed hard. “Yes.”
“There was a statement: …The contractor will not hesitate to let the contractee know when she needs her sexual desires, fulfilled. Do you remember that?” He turned a page in the book, his eyes never leaving mine.
“Yes,” I whispered, my cheeks burning.
A slow smile spread across his face. “You know, I really enjoyed reading this passage. Would you like me to read it to you?”
“No.” Horror flooded through me at the thought.
But Kaius had already begun reading aloud from the page. His deep voice gave the explicit words an intensity that made my
stomach tighten with unwelcome heat.
Stop, Kaius, I pleaded, mortification rendering me nearly speechless.
He continued as if I hadn’t spoken, his voice dropping to a sensual purr that somehow made the words even more scandalous.
“Please, Kaius, stop, I begged, covering my face with my hands as if could hide from the words–and from my own reaction to
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them.
He finally relented, closing the book with deliberate slowness. “Such an interesting book you have here; where did you get it?
I lowered my hands, knowing there was no point in lying. “I took it from the library.”
His eyebrow raised slightly. “I thought you only picked some history books?”
Of course he knew about that.
Had Frost told him, or did Kaius simply have eyes everywhere in this place?
“I lied to him, okay?” My voice came
defensive, embarrassment making me sharp.
Kaius leaned forward, the book dangling loosely from his fingers. “I can’t deny it; I like this other part of you. His eyes darkened as they traveled down my body, lingering on where the sheets had fallen away. “Now take off your clothes.”
“What?” The abrupt command caught me off guard.
“We made a deal, didn’t we?” he reminded me, his voice low and dangerous. “I think it is time to satisfy you, just as I promised to do, and before you deny it, I can smell your need.”
Heat flooded my face. I’d forgotten about werewolves‘ heightened sense of smell, how easily they could detect arousal. Had my body betrayed me while listening to him read those explicit passages?
“But…” I stammered, suddenly uncertain of our arrangement.
“No, don’t say a thing,” he cut me off. “Either you take them off, or I do, and I am very capable.”
I drew the sheet tighter around me, a futile gesture of protection. “I won’t take them off in front of you.”
His smile turned predatory. “Very well then.”
In a motion too quick for me to counter, he yanked the sheet away and flipped me onto my stomach. Before I could process what was happening, his palm connected with my buttock, the sound of the slap filling the room.
“Did you just spank me?” I gasped, too shocked to be properly outraged.
“Yes, I did,” he confirmed, his voice rich with amusement. “Now lay down.”
My mind raced, caught between indignation and the unwelcome heat. This was nothing like what I’d experienced with Dorian. That had been pain inflicted from cruelty. This was… something else entirely.
My rational mind surrendered completely as primal desire flooded through me. Heat pooled between my thighs, my cunt soa! I obeyed his command to lie down, my breath already coming in short gasps as I sank into the sheets.
The mattress dipped beneath his weight as he joined me, the hard ridge of his arousal unmistakable against my hip. My body arched slightly toward him, instinctively seeking more contact.
“I won’t bind your hands this time, but you have to stay still,” he said, his voice low and commanding,
