My Choice

“I haven’t agreed to this yet.” I swallowed, eyeing their wide chests and sinewed arms surrounding me. “Will you be gentle with me?” I worried my lip.

“They will.” Vic growled in warning.

“Will you?” I looked to Huntley.

“Yes,” he whispered.

“And you?” I looked to Chase.

“As long as you wish it. But when you’re ready for some rougher fun, I’ll be your man for that too.” He winked and chuckled.

Huntley snarled. “We’d all accommodate her in that.”

I drew a shaking breath. “Then let me lead this?”

***

I glanced out the window to see the darkening sky. The Mating Moon was rising and these males were barely containing themselves.

Chase was so impatient, he paced along a wall of my hut. Huntley was the kindest, and could perhaps be gentle after what Victor and Chase would do to me.

“Chase.” I looked to him, sliding the tunic from over my body to the floor. “I’ll have you next.”

He shucked his pants and was at the cot before me.

I laid down and pulled him over me.

“Don’t hurt me,” I urged, settling my shoulders onto my bed. I forced myself to relax and my body not to fight him as it had Victor’s.

Victor knelt near my head. He offered his tanned, slim-fingered hand in comfort.

I reluctantly set my hand in his. He caressed my hair back from my face.

Chase’s eyes yellowed and then he was inside me, straining me in yet another new way. But as I’d suspected, he was barely leashed.

Always a bit wild and full of energy, he immediately tensed. He shook from the need to pump wildly.

I whined. Huntley held my other hand and growled a warning at Chase.

So did Victor.

Chase paused. He looked from one to the other then down at my grimace.

He slowed, shortening his strokes and trying to go easy on me. But it seemed like he could go on forever. Even his attempts at restraint had me on the edge of pure pain.

Chase panted in pleasure as he worked more and more deeply into me.

His Mating Moon fervor was sinking teeth into him. His wolf strained to take over the mating.

Surging a bit harder, he growled. Pausing, Chase lifted me up and adjusted us so I straddled his lap while I balanced on my knees. His hand swept my lower back.

“You guide our pace, Valerie.”

Watching me mounted on Chase had Victor and Huntley moaning for my touch.

Chase held my stomach against his. Then gently pressed a hand to my lower back, urging me to fall over him.

My own body weight worked to bring me down on him. I slid upward, alleviating the intensity. Then as I sank down, as per his urging I found him embedding back into my center. Over time the ache began to abate, and that pleasure began to coil through me again.

His other hand stroked my jaw and fingered my lower lip. “I’m going to come in you, Valerie. I’m going to plant myself in you, seed you, and I’m going to mark you while you take it from me.”

I bit my lip and my brow knitted. I nodded.

I felt a callused hand land on my shoulder.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” Victor whispered. “To be all of ours by the laws of claiming?”

Huntley corrected, “Bound by desire. To all three of us.”

“And to bear a pack pup from us?” Victor added, eyes glowing feral yellow. “Eventually.”

I nodded. “Yes. I’m sure.”

Chase wasted no time. He thrust up into me and used his arm circled over my hip to yank me down hard against him as he came inside me.

It burned some against the sore spots. But watching the pleasure overtake him, the stretching of his neck and tightening in his chest and arms enough to set me off. The sight made me soak around him as my arousal rose.

I felt his teeth a moment later, sinking into the opposite side of my neck from Victor’s mark.

My wolf stirred under my skin again. My teeth changed and my wolf was fighting to come out.

~To mark these males as hers in return for their mating marks.~

The gravity of what they’d done settled over me. ~Now I belong to them both.~

~But I don’t want to claim them back. Not like this.~

If I ~ever~ did that, it was going to be on my terms.

“Move aside,” Huntley told Chase sternly. His voice was urgent, raw with need.

I gave him an exhausted look, wondering how I was going to take him so soon.

Huntley hauled me up so Chase could roll away. Then he set me back down on my knees before him. He knelt behind me.

“Please, Huntley. Be kind,” I begged.

He caught a fistful of my hair and turned it around his wrist. “I’m trying. Don’t move.”

I was trying to be still, but my body desperately wanted to react. I had the unspeakable urge to push him over the edge and watch him shatter with his climax. Even as I begged for his kindness, I longed for his wolfish violence.

~I want to steal pleasure from him. As he has from me. ~

I was almost thankful as Huntley entered the cushion of my body.

He started gentle and worked the friction. Tension built between us until I was slick and pressing backward. By then his hips were hammering into my buttocks and his thighs stabbed at the back of mine as he strained to get in deeper.

I growled, my legs shaking as I fought to stay balanced on my four limbs. My body quaked so much that my arms became unsteady.

Something twined through me, and I recognized the first hints of pleasure.

~I’m going to peak. ~My pleasure was rising to the highest level.

He was making short, pleasured sounds. And even though he was using my body to find that satisfaction, I was enjoying every movement.

I found myself shoving back against him to meet those thrusts. Surging back hard enough that my thighs slapped his. He groaned harder and his fingers dug into my flesh.

~Barely able to contain himself.~

And some deep, primal part of me wanted him to lose control. To know what it felt like when he went full animal.

~But not today. Not like this.~

After a time, he fell over me. His chest pressed to my back. Utterly limp, he nearly melted into my back. Still curling his hips to keep moving, he flexed his ass as he plunged deeper into my heat. Using the hand within my hair, he turned my head so that his mouth was to my cheek. “I’m going to rise in you, Valerie. And I too will mark you.”

I felt him harden within, something I’d have thought impossible until it happened. Then he shouted as he filled me. And I wondered how I could possibly take any more.

~And the night is only beginning.~

Before Huntley withdrew from me, he sank his teeth into both sides of the back of my neck. Leaving deep imprints like a collar all the way around my throat. My wolf pressed against my skin.

~And now I belong to all three.~

In a night I went from a woman that had no pack, an isolated she-wolf, to the mate of three extremely dangerous border guards.