Page 64 of Captured By the Werewolf Highwaymen

“Please,” she moaned. “Fuck me. Fuck me.”

Des’s claws lightly bit into her flesh as he gripped above her knees, but the gentle sting of pain only heightened her arousal. When he pressed the wide head of his cock against her opening, she surged against him, so that the head slid in and stretched her wide.

She gasped, and cried out when he thrust into her. His size spread her to her utmost, and it was almost too much. Yet her body craved more, and she found herself pushing into him, canting her hips to take him in more. He sank in all the way to the root.

He fucked her, slowly at first. Then, with deeper and harder thrusts. The table shook, and the silver epergnes tumbled to the ground. Des ground his pelvis against her mound, driving into her clitoris so that each thrust sent ecstasy careening through her.

She took no notice, especially when Gideon moved to position his cock at her mouth. She licked the broad head and opened wide. He slid his cock into her mouth. Impossible to take him all, but what she couldn’t fit into her mouth, she caressed with her hand.

Using her other hand, she took Hugh’s cock and stroked.

As Des fucked her, he bent down so that he nuzzled her neck.

“Let me…mark you…” he growled.

She couldn’t speak, but nodded.

As he bit down on the juncture of her neck and shoulder, she gave a cry. The teeth didn’t break the skin, but the sensation was acute. A dense, blistering wave of pleasure crashed into her body. Screaming around Gideon’s cock, she came.

Moments later, Des stiffened, and he climaxed with a growl.

His cock swelled, filling her.

She continued to suck Gideon, even as Des panted and snarled, his cock locked deep within her.

Only when the knot in Des’s cock lessened did he pull out. His seed seeped from her. And then Hugh was there, taking Des’s place, driving his cock into her.

Hugh rammed into her with sharp, tight thrusts. His cock didn’t have Des’s length, but it was even wider. Already slick with spend, her passage was just barely able to accommodate Hugh’s size. She rucked her legs up, hooking her ankles behind his back, holding him in place as he fucked her with all the wild energy he possessed.

“Take my mark?” he snarled.

She made a noise of assent. Like Des, Hugh pressed his muzzle to the same curve of her shoulder and bit down.

A tide of renewed pleasure scoured her, and she came. At the same time, Hugh unleashed his own release, and rumbled as his seed filled her. The knot at his base grew, securing him inside her. For long moments, Hugh stayed within her, fastened in place by his knot.

Gideon pulled from her mouth just as Hugh’s knot finally reduced. And then Gideon was lining up his cock. Seeping, slippery from having two wolves come inside of her, she took his broad, curved shaft. Yet he was large, so large, and she was grateful that she was wet with Hugh and Des’s seed.

While Gideon began to thrust, she opened her mouth to take Bram’s cock, and stroked Liam’s.

Unlike Hugh, Gideon’s strokes were measured and purposeful. They were shallow at first, but as she writhed beneath him, he grew fiercer, rougher. Her eyes rolled back as he plunged into her, his clawed fingers stroking her clitoris.

Another climax barreled into her. With each release, more and more energy coursed through her body. Every climax and spill of wolf seed within her only renewed her power. She was the moon, whole and shining.

She released Liam’s cock long enough to tug on Gideon’s shoulder, bringing him down. Gideon understood. He marked her, as Des and Hugh had done. His bite reverberated along her limbs and in her veins. While his teeth still clasped her flesh, Gideon shuddered and came. His knot swelled inside her passage.

It took some time before he could pull from her. All the while, she continued to suck Bram and stroke Liam. But when Gideon did slide from her, Bram took his place.

She was lost, then, awash in the frenzy of need, her thighs coated with copious slicks of seed. Bram fucked her brutally until she came. He, too, marked her as he spent.

By the time Liam pounded into her, she floated on waves of sensation. She took his bite with a scream, and screamed again when he came and stuffed her with his knot.

When Liam at last pulled from her, she was coated with sweat and spend. The room dimmed. She knew only the profundity of her pleasure and the measure of her power, renewed by the energy and vitality of the wolves who had given themselves to her.

Something cool and damp moved over her body. She now lay on the carpet in the dining room, and the vaulted, painted ceiling showed nymphs feeding grapes to a reclining Dionysus. Yet the demigod was not nearly as pampered as she was.

Surfacing from her daze, she found the men had metamorphosized back into their human forms. Des and Gideon stroked damp cloths along her limbs and between her legs. Hugh cradled her head as he pressed a glass to her lips, and she drank tart red wine. Bram put a spoonful of marmalade into her mouth. Humming, she ate the sweet and bitter fruit, then took another drink of wine.

“Is it done, then?” she murmured, when at last she’d regained the ability to speak. “Are you mine?”