Forrest, Dawn - Alphas' Prize [WeresRus] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (20 page)

Don’t worry?
Yuri was talking about marking her in the most primal way, and all the others here would know it. Damn and blast the man for being so bossy and making arrogant assumptions and statements again. It should have infuriated her, and the desire to challenge him was fierce, but she knew in her heart that he was probably right, and that, shockingly, she wanted to try it.

She decided that she’d better at least attempt to get some rest and snuggled up between her two men on the large bed. She would just have to show them that she didn’t need to be coddled and protected the whole time. Then she thought about what was going to happen, and with a gulp born of apprehension, she revised her stance. Maybe a bit of gentle handling would be in order—that and a very generous amount of lubrication.

Chapter 12

Jo moaned and spread her legs to accommodate the head between her thighs and the face pushing up against her pussy. Slowly she floated into consciousness, dimly aware of the dual sensations of having her nipples and clit sucked at the same time. Bliss.

She fluttered open her eyes and realized that it was much later in the night. It was dark except for a soft golden glow from the fire in the hearth and pale silver moonlight streaming through the window and bathing the bed. Oh, the pull on her skin, the pressure to turn and to shift was building slowly in her cells along with the unrelenting need to bond with her mates.

She squirmed and mewled as the tonguing between her legs became more vigorous and the pull on her nipples harder. Oh God, it was so good.

“Ah, Sleeping Beauty awakes.” Yuri chuckled around a nipple.

Vlad made a noise of appreciation and continued to torment her clit. She growled and raised her hips, urging him on. In response she swore that his tongue grew, and the thick, wet, flexible flesh pushed deep into her tight cunt, sliding repeatedly over a sensitive spot, causing her to moan loudly. Christ, was she glad he was a werewolf. His nose rubbed against her clit as if giving her a traditional Maori greeting on an untraditional part of her anatomy. She cried out as she came and clenched around his warm tongue. Her sheath rapidly relaxed and tightened, over and over again. Her hips bucked uncontrollably, and she attempted to pull away from the exquisite torture of his tongue. Yuri held down her now-thrashing arms, preventing her from pulling at Vlad’s hair. Oh God, they had to stop, it was too much. Vlad growled and held her legs and hips as he eased his slippery, serpent-long tongue out of her channel and took a languorous lick along the seam to her throbbing clit. She would have jerked off the bed if she hadn’t been pinned down.

“That’s my cream, and I want it all.” He groaned as he swiped his tongue over her again and again.

“Stop, stop. Fuck me, please.” Her voice took on a desperate, pleading quality.

“
Da
, but not here,” Vlad said, giving her cunt one last French kiss, his eyes burning with lust.

They relaxed their hold and flipped her over onto her belly with ease. Vlad’s strong arms pulled her hips back and positioned her ass up high at the edge of the bed where he now stood. She couldn’t help but rotate her hips and spread her legs more. His big hands massaged her taut buttocks, squeezing and pushing them apart.

“So fucking sexy,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire.

She felt his cock rubbing up and down her wet slit before he plunged deep into her pussy. As he moved she could hear how wet she was. She looked back over her shoulder to watch them. Silently, Yuri passed a bottle of lubricant to Vlad and took over holding her buttocks apart while Vlad squirted some of the cold gel in the crack of her ass. Lord above, she felt exposed and vulnerable but knew that she was in capable hands. He carefully stroked a thick finger over her puckered skin a few times before pushing it inside.
Ooo, that feels different.
They were murmuring in Russian to each other as Yuri avidly watched his brother pump his finger in and out of her tight rosette, matching the rhythm of the cock in her channel. She turned her face away, relaxed her shoulders, dropped her head, and enjoyed the sensations.

Vlad’s free hand began to stroke her back, and he softly cooed unintelligible words to her. His finger left her, and his cock slid from her slickness and stroked up to her anus. He tapped the head against her tightly closed back door as if knocking to seek permission to enter.

“Are you ready for me,
Lapushka
?”

She moaned her assent and arched her back. He slowly pushed his way into her.

“Ooo.” She panted. “Ahh.”

It wasn’t exactly painfully as he carefully pressed past the tight ring of muscle, but it was intense. It burned a little but in a decadently delicious way, and his cock warmed her inside. Yuri pulled on her firm buttocks to expose her more to their viewing.

“Fuck, your cock is opening her bottom. By look on your face I do not think you will be long to release,” he murmured as he massaged her butt.

She felt stretched and full as Vlad slowly pumped in small increments deeper into her ass. She heard his groan of pleasure and felt him tremble as he came to rest, with his soft balls squashed against her pussy. He was bottomed out, balls-deep in her, and she loved it. The appeal of anal sex was no longer a mystery.
Imagine doing this while someone fingers your pussy and touches your clit? In-fucking-credible.

As if he’d read her thoughts, Vlad reached under her and began to rub and tease her swollen bud. In seconds she came hard and couldn’t stop clamping down on his big dick. He growled loudly.

“My God, so tight, like cock ring.”

He began to move, and she continued to come. He hadn’t let up pulling on her super-sensitive bud, and now her thighs began to tremble and shake. She was almost vibrating around Vlad. She felt her fingernails itch as they grew longer, her gums throbbed, and her mouth ached and seemed to get bigger.

“Fuck me. This is best ever.” Vlad spoke in a strained voice, as if through gritted teeth.

“I cannot wait to feel her hot, wet mouth.” Yuri almost snarled the words. He let go of her buttocks and scrambled to kneel in front of her. She looked up at his face and saw utter lust and need. In seconds his cock slapped on her cheek, brushed against her lips, then was pushed into her mouth. Totally abandoning herself to the instinct to please her mate, she swallowed
all
of his considerable length and girth, right up to his big balls. The small physical changes that her aroused state had triggered enabled her to deep throat him easily. She groaned and hummed around his cock as her thicker, longer tongue laved and caressed his balls.

“Oh, God. Never before like this.” Yuri ground out with obvious difficulty. “How is she doing this?”

“Werewolf, partial change,” answered Vlad, panting as he bucked into her backside, picking up the pace.

“God,
radost moya,
Joanna.” With his cock deep in her mouth, Yuri held her face between his big hands and looked at her as if she was the best gift he’d ever received. Then he lost his expression to raw lust. “Keep looking at me,” he ordered in a steely tone that somehow managed to arouse her farther.

She riveted her gaze to his as he proceeded to fuck himself down her throat with abandon, his big balls swinging under her chin. The room was filled with the sounds of grunts, humming, slurping, and slapping flesh. The scent of sex was thick in the air. They spiraled in a vortex of hedonistic pleasure until, as one, they climaxed. Yuri pulsed a stream of thick cum down her throat that she fought hard to swallow. She had to gasp for breath through her own orgasm. Vlad grunted and yelled out as he jerked and filled her up. They collapsed in a pile of boneless limbs on the bed.

* * * *

Yuri petted and cuddled his mate while his brother went to clean up thoroughly in the bathroom. He was having difficulty believing his good fortune. Joanna wasn’t like other mates, he thought smugly.
She is better.
Although he knew that other mated males would not think so, he knew the truth of it. The things she could do with her wicked mouth, regardless of the fact that she had next to no experience…
Perfect for us.
She did have an independent streak, though, and he suspected that it wouldn’t all be domestic bliss. Still, if he were truthful to himself, he liked the challenge, and he certainly loved her tongue.

“I should have a shower,” Joanna mumbled into his chest.

“
Nyet
, not before meeting tomorrow.”

“But I’m going to stink of sex,” she whined.

“
Da
.”

“Oh God, how embarrassing. What will they think?”

He pulled away, cocked his head, and raised his eyebrows, giving her his best disbelieving expression.

“What?” she asked, looking puzzled.

“
Lapushka,
there is not to be one unmated male who is not being very jealous of the Volkovs, but they will know that you very much belong to us.”

She looked as if she were about to protest but then decided against it.
Because it is true and she knows it.
These strange new feelings of satisfaction, possession and protectiveness combined with something much bigger and all encompassing. He wasn’t a fool. He knew of love, he just hadn’t been in it before.
Pah!
He mentally shook himself. The concept of love was irrelevant for true-mates. She was his, he was hers, and that’s all there was to it.

Instead she asked, “What does
Lapushka
mean?”

“Is Russian term of endearment, means Little Paw.”

“And
rodost moya
?”

“It means my joy,” answered Vlad.

He had returned with a washcloth and gave Joanna a quick clean up. Yuri smiled as he walked to the bathroom, hearing her half-hearted grumbles and protests. He hadn’t missed the happy gleam in her eye in response to his words, and it pleased him.
Pah! I’m turning soft.
When he returned she was snuggled up to Vlad, their legs and arms entwined. He was looking down at his own image.
We look good together.
He smiled at them both as he joined them on the bed.

* * * *

Joanna began to think about what would happen tomorrow night. Until now she had been wrapped up in the immediate concerns of her mother and her mates. She decided that she had better ask a few questions. She could honestly do without more surprises.

“What will happen tomorrow night?” She tried to keep the nervousness out of her voice but suspected that she was fooling no one.

Vlad seemed to carefully consider his words before answering. “You are different from most females, but to make simple, we will find you, and mate.”

“Yeah, well about that.” She felt a bit embarrassed to broach the subject, but then she had just had his cock up her ass, which beat everything on the blushing stakes. She needed details. “Who will mate with me first?”

“I will,” they both said at the same time.

Oh dear.
She reminded herself that this must all be new for them, too. They looked at each other with determined faces.

“I am oldest,” Yuri stated arrogantly.

Vlad snorted. “By nine minutes, it matters not. The first to reach, the first to fuck.”

Yuri stared hard at his brother and was about to speak when Joanna interrupted.

“Angela said something to me today that I don’t understand.” She repeated the conversation she’d had with her friend, and her mates listened with rapt attention. They had hungry, lusty expressions on their faces, and their cocks lengthened
again
. She didn’t quite get it. “So what did Angela mean by saying they mated at the same time?”

Vlad licked his lips and cleared his throat, but it was Yuri who spoke in that authoritative way if his. “We will show you.”

Vlad lay on his back on the bed, and she was instructed to mount him. They both groaned as he slid home. He pulled her into an embrace, his strong muscular arms around her, his big hands lightly caressing her back. His face was close to hers, and he placed delicate fluttering butterfly-like kisses along her jawline.

“I don’t see how…” she began to say but then felt the bed dip as Yuri moved between their spread legs and gently stroked a lubricated finger on the puckered opening to her ass.

No, surely not. Is that physically possible?
She knew that her eyes widened in surprise.

“Shhh, is all fine, is all good,” Vlad cooed as he tucked a strand of her hair that had escaped from her braid behind her ear.

“Have you done this before?” she asked in a small nervous voice.

There was a worrying pause. “
Nyet
.”

“W–what?” She thought that she was in experienced hands. “Er…do you know what you’re doing?”

Vlad had the cheek to laugh. “We have very much experience but never share one woman before. This is only for you.”

When he put it like that she felt concerned but also pleased that this was new for them, too.

“We want there being honesty and truth between us. We have not fucked front and back in same woman at same time before.”

Phew, perhaps they weren’t the kings of kink she’d taken them for, but she would appreciate a little experience right about now.