Out of Reach

I felt sore places, and friction, and stretching yet again. Each time there was more as he expanded in me.

Grabbing both my breasts in a pinching grip, he used them to drag himself up my body. I gasped in pleasure as it drew him deep into me. With my legs up, there was no resistance to him entering me. Taking me forcefully this way. Filling my entrance with his hard rod. And stroking himself into my body.

His pleasure was building and when it did, he became more ferocious. This time when he implanted, driving into my core. His lips landed on mine, and he groaned into my mouth. His tongue delved deep in my throat as his cock had on occasion.

Everything hurt but hearing him and seeing him writhing in pleasure and mounting me like an animal, his muscles bunching and sweat shining on him was extremely exciting. His primal scent as he bred with me was overwhelming.

I felt a burning sensation ripple through my body. My she-wolf was howling clawing to come out and be with him.

He climbed off me. Catching my elbow, he rolled me onto all fours.

“What are you doing, Victor?” I asked, fear mounting.

“This is going to hurt. But Chase won’t be able to control his eagerness,” he said apologetically. “Please try and trust me. I’ve never lied to you.”

~He hasn’t. He’s always been very brutal with the truth.~

I gasped when I felt his big, hard cock rubbing my rear entrance.

~He’ll never fit into me. Not there.~

“No, Victor. I can’t.”

“You can. I’ll help you. Stay quiet, or you’re going to call them all in.”

“I’m not ready for them,” I whimpered, shaking my head.

“I know.” He gently stroked my back. “I want to help you get there. That’s why I came here early.”

The thought of the other two rushing in made me nervous. ~I don’t want to hurt. I’m still sore from the other things they’ve done!~ I grimaced as I thought about how rough the three of them could be when they were together.

“What are you going to do?”

“I’m going to open you up a bit.”

“I don’t know if I want opened.” I swallowed.

“An unopened woman can tear. And that will hurt you. Possibly permanently. I’m not going to allow that to happen.”

“Why not? You’ve ~allowed~ everything else.” I couldn’t keep the sting from my voice. The bit of fire in my soul rising to the surface in my trepidation.

He frowned chidingly at me. “We’ve behaved like dogs in rut, yes. But we don’t want to actually cause permanent damage. Even Chase and Huntley could never recover from that.”

“They couldn’t recover?” My voice rose.

“If you couldn’t, they couldn’t.”

~It doesn’t seem as though they care.~

“Though I suppose, overzealous aggression is not an uncommon factor in our pack’s mating process, we try to temper our need for you so we don’t destroy you tonight.”

I was sure that was probably true, but it didn’t make me resent him less.

~Nor all the things he’d done to me.~ But even I knew that our Alpha clearly would have me marked under this moon.

~Do I want it to be Victor and Huntley and Chase or some brutal stranger I could abide even less?~

He slid the tip into me and I felt like I was on fire.

Pushing my pelvis into the bed, I made him chase me.

“Stop, Rabbit.” He lurched up. His hand between my shoulder blades. “That’s how you get hurt.”

I was panting against the pressure. “It already hurts!”

“Relax,” he coached.

I did and my buttocks bloomed into the lush, relaxed skin.

“Good, softer. Now breathe.”

I drew a quick breath and he entered me.

This time it was awful. It burned, it stung, and I just wanted him out.

I lurched up, but he pushed my shoulders back down. “Stop, before you do permanent damage. Quit fighting me. This is why we need you to obey.”

“Ah!” I shrieked. “Please stop. Get it out.”

“I can’t.” He breathed. “It’ll only be worse later if we stop now. Chase taking you will be all the worse. Please have an ounce of faith in me.” He was nearly begging, and I could hear the desperate note in his voice. I felt it rolling off of him. His need to do whatever he was trying to do.

Sensing his urgency, I collapsed forward. Dropping onto the cot, I willed my whole body to ease.

~To wait for it to be over.~

“Relax, Rabbit.” He massaged between my shoulder blades to coax me. Stroking my hair over my back, he waited for that initial pain to subside.

But there was no relaxing. I didn’t feel like I’d ever be ready for him to move. But when he did, I discovered a whole new sensation.

His slow gliding climbed in pace. He swore in rapid concession. “Fuck, Valerie!”

Then he unleashed, driving into that part of me.

I cried out, covering my mouth to keep from howling in a way that would summon the other two. I curled my toes and clung to reality.

My body tightened around him and the sense of friction against raw nerves had me shaking. Currents traveled through me from that opening and out to fill my limbs. My fingers curled and my canines grew pointed, ready to puncture flesh in my need for satiation.

“Don’t move, sweetheart.” His palms pushed on my shoulders to keep me down. His thighs slid against mine. I heard the slap of my ass cheeks as he drove into me. Out then back in.

Then the burning again. Then ripples and rivers of something indefinable. Something that made my eyes want to roll back.

“Please.” I kept my face covered. Unsure if I wanted it to stop or needed my own finish. But I was desperate for something just out of reach.

I tightened my lower body. Clinging to the bed beneath me and biting my lip so hard I felt blood rush to the surface. Every spot of pleasure and pain felt like it was exploding inside me. I felt hot moisture coating the both of us.

“Holy hell, you’re tight,” Victor grunted—a sound which rapidly turned into a long moan. I felt hot liquid seep into me and knew the newness of it had ended.

He carefully withdrew.

“Are you okay, Rabbit?” he asked, voice tight as he tilted to peer at me.