Werewolf Mates [Pack Law 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (9 page)

He, Roan, and Chet made sure to touch and kiss Sam frequently, and she touched them in return. Some of her gestures had been downright provocative, and that gave him hope that she would eventually consent to mating with them. Whenever he pulled her close for a hug, she would give a little wiggle and rub up against him. She did it to his brothers as well, but he wasn’t sure if she was aware of what she was doing. At night he would often sit with her on his lap, and again she would shift around until she was comfortable enough to settle down. But each time she moved, he had to clench his jaw to control his raging libido. His little mate’s squirming caused his hard cock to pulse and leak pre-cum.

He ran in his wolf form every night and jacked off in the shower, just to keep control of his raging desire.

Tonight was no different. Now all he wanted to do was take a shower and crawl into bed with his mate. Sam had been sleeping with him and his brothers since the first night, and that didn’t help his arousal problem. Even now he could smell her scent all over him, and his wolf was pacing restlessly beneath his skin.

Justin opened the bathroom door and froze midstride. Standing before him in all her naked glory was his mate. He perused her body from the top of her head down to the tips of her toes and inhaled deeply. His wolf pushed against him, trying to get free, but he pushed back, hard.

“Honey, you need to get out of here now. Go to the spare room and lock the door,” Justin commanded in a deep, rumbling voice.

Instead of doing what he said, Sam walked up to him, stood on tiptoes, cupped the back of his neck with her hand, and pulled his head down. That action was all it took to break his control.

Justin growled and wrapped his arms around her delectable little body. He lifted her up until her crotch was aligned with his. He lowered his head and took her mouth. Thrusting his tongue between her lips, he tasted every nuance of flavor she had to give. No one woman had ever tasted as good as his mate. As soon as he had seen her, his cock had gone from its perpetual semihard to full-blown engorgement in less than a second, and now it was pulsing against the zipper of his jeans and his balls were aching. The urge to release his erection and bury himself in her hot, wet pussy was all he could think about.

Sliding his tongue along hers, he then flicked it upward and caressed the roof of her mouth. The little moaning and mewling sounds she made as he made love to her mouth fired his arousal even more. His wolf butted against him, urging him to claim her, and he knew if he didn’t get control he would soon be in trouble. Slowing the kiss down, he finally withdrew his lips and rested his forehead against hers. Breathing heavily, he tried to regain his senses.

“Sam, I can’t do this. If we continue on this path, I’m going to end up making love with you, and my wolf is pushing to claim you.” He bent until she had her feet back on the floor. Then he released her and stepped away.

“I have thought about this long and hard,” Sam whispered. “You and your brothers treat me with so much respect and have never raised your voices or hands to me. I trust you. All of you. I thought I was in love with my ex-husband, but it turns out that was just an infatuation. Peter claimed to love me, and he showed me just how much by abusing me. Not once have you claimed to love me, but you, Roan, and Chet have showed me with your actions that you care for me. I would like nothing better than to make love with you all and for you to claim me as your mate.”

“Are you sure, honey?” Justin asked. “Once we start this we won’t stop until you’re ours.”

“Yes, I’m very sure, and I don’t want you to stop. I want this more than anything I have ever wanted before.”

“I’m a dominant man, honey. I like to control what happens in the bedroom. Are you prepared to submit to me, to us?”

Sam nodded her head in affirmation.

“Then go and get into my bed. I am going to take a shower. We’ll join you in a little bit.”

Sam left to do his bidding immediately. His wolf was howling in his head with victory, and Justin knew if he didn’t take the edge off his flaming libido he wouldn’t last the night. He stepped into the shower, washed quickly, and then grabbed hold of his aching cock. He didn’t need to fantasize too much since he had been on edge since the moment he woke and within moments was spewing cum against the tile wall.

Justin turned off the shower and toweled off quickly. He opened the link to his brothers. “
Roan, Chet, Sam has consented to mating with us. Meet me in my bedroom.”

The two howls that echoed in his head made him smile. Their patience was finally about to be rewarded.

* * * *

From the moment she had met the Domain brothers, Sam had been drawn to them. Little by little, both their actions and their words had shown her that they cared for her. She didn’t know if what they felt for her was love, but hopefully that emotion would come in time.

She felt as if she somehow belonged here with these people, but especially Justin, Roan, and Chet. They took care of her, reminding her to eat when she forgot, holding her on their laps after a long day, and generally looking after her. Even if Sam didn’t need them to look out for her, it was so nice to be able to lean on them and not have to face the world alone. The three men had come to mean a great deal to her, and slowly but surely they had worked their way into her heart until she couldn’t bear to think of living without them.

She had spent the last three weeks observing the other women and their men, wondering how a relationship with more than one male worked. What she had seen had helped make up her mind. Michelle’s, Keira’s, and Talia’s mates treated them like queens. The women were so happy and in love that Sam felt a little envious. All she ever wanted was to be loved for herself.

She had even tested her men by taunting them with her body, wiggling and squirming all over them, seeing how they would react. They had passed her tests with flying colors and hadn’t put the moves on her without her consent. She had finally realized what she had been doing after kissing Justin earlier in the bathroom. His chivalrous actions had been the clincher. She didn’t want to be without them in her life.

Now that she had decided to mate with them, Samantha was filled with excited energy and nervous arousal. She had been waiting for this moment for what seemed like so long, she couldn’t sit still. Having done what Justin commanded, she was now in his bed, stark naked with the covers pulled up to her chin, but in a half-sitting, half-reclining position, leaning against the pillows resting on the headboard. She kept moving her legs and arms restlessly and clutching at the quilt. Her libido had been simmering for weeks, and now that the big moment was here, she was so turned on that she was scared she would climax from just one touch. The last thing she wanted to do was turn them off with her desperation. Never had she felt like this before, and she was also worried she wouldn’t be able to reach an orgasm and satisfy their needs.

Groaning at her contradictory thoughts, she tried to settle her nerves down and breathed in and out a few times to control her rapid pants. It didn’t seem to help. The only orgasms Sam had ever achieved had been self-induced. Peter had told her repeatedly that she was frigid and he didn’t know why he bothered ever having sex with her, let alone marrying her. When he had reached for her in the darkness of the night, she had just lain beneath him passively and prayed the deed would be over quickly. He had never made sure she was ready for him, and she had often found sex painful. Even though she was nervous about making love with the three Domain brothers, she wasn’t scared. She was more than ready to receive them into her body and in fact had been since the moment they had met. So she wasn’t worried about pain.

Looking up when she heard movement near the bedroom door, her breath hitched in her throat at the sight which met her eyes. Justin, Chet, and Roan were making their way toward her, and they were gloriously naked.

Justin was tall, muscular but lean. His gray eyes pinned her with his hungry gaze, and she felt herself sinking into his depths. His muscles were toned and rippled as he shifted. His hard, long cock bobbed up and down. The head of his penis was an angry reddish purple in color, and he had a drop of clear fluid on the tip. She could see the striations of his muscles beneath his tanned skin, and that just made her hotter. He had an aura of dominance and power surrounding him that turned her on, and she couldn’t wait to see how he would command her in bed.

Knowing she could trust them not to hurt her and to take care of her, she felt the last of her nervousness dissipate. As she stared at the three men, her lonely, empty heart filled with such emotion she had to struggle not to cry. Glancing away for a moment to get her emotions back under control, she looked up again.

Roan’s brown pools glittered at her with such heat she felt the flames from where she lay in bed. He was bulkier than Justin and slightly shorter, and even though his stance was aggressive, with his hips jutting forward and his arms crossed over his chest, she knew he wasn’t as intense as Justin. Although he could be just as dominant in his own way if the situation warranted it. She’d had a taste of their dominance just yesterday when she had gone outside the club for a breath of fresh air. Justin and Roan had come to find her and scolded her for putting herself in possible danger when she was supposedly being stalked. Justin had been too mad at her for not letting them know where she was, and Roan had been the one to lay down the law. He had told her she was to let them know where she was at all times, and if she wanted to go outside on her break, she was to take one of them with her. She had thought they were going over the top but, from the fierce look of determination in their eyes, had decided not to argue at that moment.

Roan took a step toward her and drew her eyes to his crotch. His cock wasn’t as long as Justin’s, but it looked thicker in the girth. It was also leaking out pre-cum, and she saw the way it pulsed with his heartbeat.

Licking her dry lips, she glanced over at Chet. He was just so damn big. If she didn’t know he was the most lighthearted of the three, she would have been intimidated by his size. Bulging with muscles from his shoulders, biceps, and pecs to his washboard abs, slim hips, and large, sturdy thighs, he made her salivate with desire. And his cock was huge. It was as long as Justin’s and slightly thicker than Roan’s. She gulped with trepidation as Peter’s small penis flitted through her mind. Quickly she pushed that image aside. There was no way she wanted him in her head at this very moment, and she felt a little guilty for the intrusion.

“Be very sure this is what you want, sweetness, because once we start I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop,” Roan rasped.

“I’m sure, as long as you really want this, too.”

“Why would you think we wouldn’t, honey?” Justin inquired. “You are our mate, and we want to make love with you and claim you more than anything, right now. We have been on tenterhooks the whole time you have been living here and have dreamed about this moment.”

She didn’t really want to tell them of her worries because she knew her face would turn pink with embarrassment, but since these three men had been honest with her from the beginning, she could do no less. Taking a deep breath, she looked from one to the other and back to Justin again.

“I’m not very good at sex. My ex told me I was frigid,” she explained quietly and quickly lowered her head.

“Look at me, Samantha,” Justin commanded.

Tilting her head back until she was looking into Justin’s gray eyes, she jutted her chin forward with false bravado.

“You are not in the least bit frigid, honey. If there was a problem with sex in your marriage, then it was all your ex-husband’s fault. There is no way in hell that you are cold. Did he take the time to prepare you for his lovemaking?” Justin asked.

“No.”

“There’s your answer, sweetness. Foreplay is a big part of making love, and it is your partner’s job to make sure your body is ready,” Roan stated firmly.

They moved toward her at the same time. Justin climbed onto the bottom of the bed, and Roan and Chet got up on either side of her. Roan reached out and took her hands off the edge of the quilt and pushed it down, exposing her nakedness to their eyes.

“You are so perfect, honey.” Justin smoothed his hands up and down her calves. “We are gonna love you so good.”

She opened her mouth to respond but couldn’t think of anything to say. Sam snapped her teeth closed. Just as Justin gently nudged her thighs apart, Roan cupped her cheek and turned her head his way.

He took her mouth at first with such gentle emotion, tears pricked the back of her eyes, and as he deepened the kiss she gave herself over to their gentle, loving touch. She moaned into Roan’s mouth when Chet began to suckle on one of her nipples and Justin caressed her wet folds with the tips of his fingers.

“Fuck,” Justin groaned. “You are so wet, honey, and you smell so fucking delicious. I have to have a taste.”

Justin lapped at her pussy hole, which made her buck her hips up to push her vagina closer to his mouth. Moaning as he bestowed pleasure on her, Sam pushed her fingers through Roan’s hair and pulled him in closer. She couldn’t believe she had three men touching her all at once. The pleasurable sensations running through her were overwhelming.

Gasping for breath when Roan lifted his head, she looked down her body as Justin licked up through her folds and laved over her clit. Crying out on a sob of pleasure, she closed her eyes and arched her body.