Savage (6 page)

When Alric stepped away, she shivered. She didn’t break the kiss with Sam, but there was a strong desire inside her to know where Alric was, to know why he’d left what they were doing.

“Focus on what’s happening right now, baby. Don’t worry about Alric. He’s coming right back,” Sam murmured against her lips.

Dalia melted into him and let herself feel what was happening between her and Sam. As they continued to kiss, Sam touched her all over. He seemed to touch every part of her, igniting a lust that she had never thought could exist. It was then, as she was wrapped up in the sensations and feeling what Sam conjured within her, that Alric slowly pulled her pants down.

She didn’t stiffen, didn’t even pull away from Sam. In fact, she opened her mouth wider and wrapped her arms around his neck. A deep groan sounded from the back of Sam’s throat and she felt a flare of satisfaction well inside her. Sam broke the kiss and Alric moved away from her. She suddenly felt so lost without the heat of their bodies cocooning her.

Alric took a step forward and ran his finger down the bridge of her nose. Dalia sighed in contentment. Even the simplest of touches from them seemed to awaken a deep need inside.

“You are so very beautiful, Dalia. Let us see what you look like. Let us revel in how gorgeous you are.”

She opened her eyes and stared into Alric’s. A hot stab of emotion pierced her heart. Nodding, she lifted her arms and Alric removed her shirt. She didn’t wear a bra, and when the slightly chilled air touched her bare breasts, she felt her nipples harden in response. Alric pushed her panties off her body and she thought she would orgasm right then. Just those little touches and her pussy cream slid down her inner thighs. Her nipples, rock hard, could have cut glass.

When she was completely nude, Alric stepped back and the two of them had their fill of running their gazes up and down her body. Her hands shook and her breathing grew erratic. Being scared was only a small sliver of how she felt. They started undoing their shirts and pants and a wave of dizziness washed through her. Naked male bodies were something she was familiar with, given the fact that the pack she had grown up in didn’t much care for clothing and modesty. But staring at Sam and Alric, naked and impossibly hard in front of her, pushed away any notion of what she knew a male body should look like.

Powerful and rippling muscles lay just beneath the surface of golden skin. She knew that these two men could break their enemies in half with just a flick of their wrists. When she dipped her gaze to the monsters between their thighs, she knew her eyes had widened in response. The feel of their erections beneath their pants had led her to believe they were large, but seeing them had her speechless.

They were thick and long with bulbous heads an angry shade of red. Long, thick veins lined the smooth flesh and she was surprised when her mouth watered for a taste. Alric’s cock seemed longer, but Sam’s was thicker. She couldn’t help but imagine the two of them together intimately. She could see the image as clear as day—two sweaty male bodies pressed together, thrusting and moaning as they came in unison.

Oh God.
Dalia was so ready for them.

“Come here, baby.” Sam’s voice was commanding.

Dalia stepped closer until she could feel their heat penetrating her pores. Sam wrapped his arms around her, bringing her flush with him so she felt every dip, hollow and outline of his impressive form. His cock nestled between her thighs, the base hitting her clit and causing her to bite her lip to stem off the groan of pleasure. She didn’t want foreplay. She didn’t want any more touches and kisses.

“I’m so ready. I want you both, now.” Neither of them responded to her comment. With Sam’s arms still around her waist, he walked them a step backward and eased her to the soft rug. When her back met the lushness, Dalia couldn’t help but feel slightly uncomfortable. She instinctively covered her breasts, but Sam and Alric were right there, gently coaxing her to let go and be free.

Dalia wondered what they thought of her naked body. They had said she was beautiful, but still, after years of mental and physical abuse, she couldn’t help but feel unattractive. When he traced his down the valley between her breasts her skin puckered and goose bumps formed.

“Close your eyes, love.” She knew that voice, so deep and commanding, so sensual yet gentle. Alric’s words seemed to entice her further.

He touched her nipples, plucking, pulling and tweaking them until she had to bite her bottom lip or she would cry out in pleasure. When her thighs were pushed open she tensed. She was so wet, so ready for them, that she knew they would see her desire.

“Oh fuck.”

Dalia opened her eyes when she heard Sam’s harsh words. Looking down, she saw him between her thighs, his wide shoulders keeping her legs open as his warm breath teased her exposed pussy.

“You’re so wet and ready for us, baby.”

Dalia swallowed roughly and licked her parched lips.

“I want you to watch exactly what I’m about to do to you.” There was a dark promise in Sam’s words. “I promise we will go slow.” His voice was thick with arousal.

Alric suddenly latched onto her aching nipple and started to gently lap at the tip. She couldn’t contain her moan any longer. Between the sucking, licking and seductively whispered words, Dalia found herself writhing between them.

“Keep watching me, Dalia, because I don’t want you to miss when I eat this pretty pink pussy out.”

Chapter Eight

Sam lay between Dalia’s legs, the sweet smell of her pussy causing the wolf inside him to howl in triumph. Now that he had his mate before him, spread and eager for his touch, all he wanted to do was ravish her. For years he’d thought no one could compare to Alric. He’d thought that the love he felt for his mate couldn’t compare to anything else in the world. But as he touched this soft and timid female, so willing and ready for them, Sam knew that having two mates was the best thing that had ever happened to him.

He sensed Alric behind him, felt his mate’s large, rough hands smooth over the curve of his ass. He knew what was about to happen, and he wanted to have Dalia’s sweet flavour on his tongue while Alric fucked him.

If he hadn’t sensed her acceptance and arousal, he would have stopped all of this in fear that they were moving too fast. It was hard for them to take their time, not when their inner beasts wanted nothing more than to claim her. The need to mark her so every shifter knew she belonged to them rose heavily within him. Samuel knew Alric felt the same. He could hear his mate’s inner beast clawing and roaring out to do just that.

Burying his face in her pussy, he inhaled her scent and growled with need. He attacked the sweet spot between her thighs, tasting the honey that seeped from her cleft. The flavour had him groaning and licking at her with a ferocity that surprised him. God, he could eat her out all night long, but his cock was harder than marble and he ached to fill her up. Not only that, but he wanted to feel Alric thrusting his big shaft inside him while he took Dalia. Then he wanted to fuck Alric as he watched him fuck their mate. The images growing in his mind had him thrusting his ass back, needing more, wanting more.

If this is what it was like to be with his mates, to feel them, touch them, he would die. But, oh what a way to go.

Alric watched with hooded eyes, his heart rate jacking up as Sam slid his tongue up and down Dalia’s sweet-looking cunt. She was red and swollen and he wanted to be in Sam’s spot, tasting her, having her cream glide down his throat. Even now he could smell her arousal, light and floral and so very feminine. The way she undulated against Sam, her breasts thrust out, the tips hard pink points that had his teeth aching for a little taste. He smoothed his hand over Sam’s muscular ass while he stroked himself with his other hand. He could watch his two mates all night long, watch as pleasure surrounded them and the intoxicating scent of their arousal filled the air. It was a heady combination and one he wanted to experience over and over again.

It was hard for Dalia to swallow, what with her mouth going completely dry at Sam’s words and Alric’s expression. Neither of their gazes left her and she felt ensnared by them. The first touch of Sam’s tongue along her folds had her rolling her eyes in the back of her head.

“No, baby, look at me.”

She forced her eyes open and continued to watch Sam lick and suck at her swollen flesh. Sam dragged his muscle up her centre and latched his mouth on the bundle of nerves.

He used his thumbs to spread her labia apart and licked up and down her cleft. When she felt him dip into the entrance of her body, she gripped the rug and cried out. The urge to close her legs, to keep him right where he was, grew inside her, but his wide shoulders made that impossible.

Alric was behind Sam, his cock in his hand, his gaze on her. She flicked her gaze between the two wolves, not knowing which scene was hotter—Sam between her legs or Alric stroking his shaft. Had she ever been this turned on? No, never, and she had never thought she would be able to. Clay had been rough and forceful. He hadn’t cared about her pleasure or her comfort. When he had got what he wanted he had moved on to the next poor female. He had dozens lined up for the sole purpose of helping him get off. She may have been the unlucky one to get picked to carry his young, but that didn’t mean he hadn’t bedded other females.

As she looked at Sam and Alric, remembering what they’d said about her being their mate, a sense of belonging swelled inside her. So this was what it meant to be properly loved and cared for. She arched her back when she felt Sam lick her clit.

“Stay with us, Dalia,” Alric said. He gripped Sam’s ass. It was such an erotic sight, seeing these two virile men touch her and touch each other.

Alric grabbed a condom and grinned at her. Licking her dry lips, she stared at him with wide eyes, knowing what was about to happen but not knowing if this was reality. He tore open the small foil packet and rolled the latex over his shaft. Sam must have sensed what was going on because he attacked her pussy with more enthusiasm and she felt herself climbing closer and closer to a sensation she had never felt.

“That’s it, baby, let me taste your cream.” Sam’s gruff words vibrated against her clit and she gasped at the sensation. “It’s okay. Don’t be scared. Just let yourself go. All over my mouth.” He ate her out so fast and hard that she had difficulty keeping her eyes open.

“I—” Whatever was building inside her was about to explode. “I think I’m about to…” Wave after wave of feral heat coursed into her and she couldn’t hold her body up any longer. Sam was relentless as he moved his mouth on her, and the sound of two male groans filling the room set off a series of smaller shocks of pleasure through her. She would have been mortified at the fact that she was thrusting her pussy in Sam’s face, but the pleasure was too much, too strong, and her inner wolf, the one that had lain dormant for so long, wanted this just as badly as she did.

Sam murmured incoherent things against her over-sensitised flesh. Sam’s ass was high in the air, his mouth still on her, giving small licks and nips. Alric was still behind him, his hooded gaze on her as he thrust his hips in and out of Sam. Never had she seen such a thing, a sight so highly erotic she felt her arousal grow again even after she had just had her first intense orgasm.

“Come here, Dalia.” Alric’s words were so deep, so rough. He sounded like the animal he housed deep inside him. His eyes seeming to glow under the firelight, Alric watched her with an intensity that had chills racing across her flesh. Sam lifted his head and pushed two fingers slowly inside her. Her mouth hung open as he pumped those thick digits in and out of her three times before pulling them out and holding them up for her to see. The light from the fire made the wetness on his two digits glisten, but she didn’t have time to feel embarrassed, not when Sam brought those digits to his mouth and sucked on them. He dragged his tongue along her sensitive flesh and licked all of her cream off, with a hum of approval.

“Even though I could eat your sweet little pussy out all night, I don’t want to be selfish. Go to your other mate, baby.” It took her a moment to move, but when she did Sam stopped her with a hand on her inner thigh. “And don’t worry. I’m not nearly done with you yet.”

A lump formed in her throat and she flicked her eyes to Alric. He held his hand out to her, never stopping the slow, rhythmic thrust of his hips. When her fingers slipped into his a shock of electricity coursed through her. He pulled her close, so close that she knew if she looked down she could have seen exactly where his body met Sam’s. The urge to do that, the
need
to see it was so strong inside her. She let her eyes travel down to where Alric thrust into Sam.

Alric’s thick, long cock slid in and out of Sam’s ass. The glistening of the lube he used coated the latex and Sam’s anus. Sam accepted Alric into his body with ease. His anus stretched wide around Alric’s girth, swallowing him all the way to the hilt. The sounds the two males emitted were strong and heady. Her inner muscles clenched with the desire to be filled by both men.

For so long she had been withdrawn, not knowing what desire lay dormant inside her. She had always assumed her life would be meaningless, her body just a vessel. But now, now everything inside was shifting, changing for the better. She knew that with every fibre of her being.

She brought her face up, looked at Alric and saw him watching her. “Do you like what you see, my little flower?” He never stopped pumping his hips as his gruff words penetrated her hazy mind. Dalia nodded her response as if her mind had taken a vacation. Her gaze was still locked with Alric’s, and when she felt his large palm cover her breast and an involuntary groan left her, it felt so good. He felt so good.

She closed her eyes when his heated breath brushed along the side of her neck. “I’m going to feel your tight pussy milking my cock soon, Dalia.” His tongue moved up her throat, causing shivers to rack her. “I’m going to lose myself in you. I’m going to make you scream my name as Sammy sucks on those luscious little nipples of yours.” He growled and she could feel his body pick up speed beside her. “I want inside you so damn bad my wolf is clawing to get a taste.” She couldn’t help herself, not when he spoke so harshly, so erotically.