Celebrity Wolf Pack (BBW Shifter Paranormal Menage Romance) (3 page)

“Who’s up next?” Sam ground out his voice harsh from orgasm.

He pulled her up on to her knees and offered her around. Dustin and Rusty nearly fell over themselves trying to get to her. Hunter barked out orders from on high “Break it up! Dustin gets her backdoor, Rusty gets the cream pie.” They scrambled into position. Jess gasped as Dustin plunged in with very little preamble. “Watch it” Hunter growled. But Jess was too far gone to care about foreplay. Sandwiched between the twins, she came almost as soon as Rusty entered her. They thrust together with chaotic enthusiasm as her orgasm milked their cocks front and back.
Grunting and panting the twins worked her body. Jess was almost mindless with the erotic sensations. At last with dueling roars they came, squeezing another round of hot jizz into both her holes.

“That makes two orgasms for you… but I don’t think you’re done yet,” Hunter surveyed her as the twins peeled themselves off of her soaked body. “I think you need finishing off. How about it, Bear?” Jess’s eyes widened.

“Wait…I don’t think—,“ she started.

“Shut up, honey,” Hunter said gently. He smiled and petted her idly while gesturing for Bear to come closer.

Nervous, Jess actually jumped when the hot, wide head of Bear’s cock touched her pussy and he grabbed her hips firmly, pushing into her. Jess couldn’t get any wetter since she was already dripping with four mens’ cum, but Bear was so big Jess still found herself gasping and trying to make room for him. She spread her thighs wider. He was moving slowly but still pushing further. Jess already felt stuffed to the brim. He was so huge!

Hunter was back in his arm chair over seeing it all. “How much more can you take, Jess?”

All she could manage was a few breathless ‘oh oh!’s

Bear pulled out a tiny fraction and then rocked forward again, wedging his fat cock a bit deeper. Jess squeaked and wondered how much more she could handle. Was she going to cum again just from the pressure of him fitting in? She was wrapped so tightly around him now, she could feel every little flex and pulse of his cock as he continued working it into her inch by inch. Her lips were spread so wide apart by the time she finally felt the brush of his balls against her.

When he retreated, Jess almost cried out at the loss. It was such an intense contrast. She was so full and then so empty as he slid away, the head of his cock dragging along her walls. 

Just when Jess thought Bear would withdraw completely, he began to slide back in. Faster this time, since she was primed and they were both soaked in her juices, but still achingly slow. The neat smack of his hips against her ass as he finally embedded himself in her up to the hilt sent her over the edge. It was just too intense being stuffed this full with cock. She was absolutely pinned to the floor by his huge dick.

Jess‘s moans grew louder and louder until she screamed as she came. Her muscles squeezed and pulled against his cock making him groan. He sounded like he was struggling to hang on as her orgasm clamped her pussy even tighter around him. Suddenly Bear pulled out of her and groaned as he came, pumping thick splashes of cum across her belly.  As aftershocks of her orgasm washed through her, they seemed to melt away her strength. After a minute, of sitting back on his heels staring blankly, Bear got up and wandered off towards the kitchen. Feeling utterly limp, Jess continued to lie limply on the floor in front of Hunter.

He picked up the conversation with a smile, as if was completely natural to have a woman naked and covered in cum at his feet. “Like I was saying, you built a house in my territory. In my favorite clearing to be exact. So this is my house now. You can come and go as you please. You’ll be an honorary pack member and the boys will help you let off a little steam…. or a lot depending on what you need. Sound fair?”

On any other day, hot headed Jess would probably be flipping out right about now over his high handed dictates and blatant manipulation of her emotion, not to mention the kidnapping. However, she just couldn’t muster the energy for any sort of tirade. Besides, it was a pretty good deal if you put all that other stuff aside. Jess could feel Hunter watching and waiting for her response but she was too lost in pleasure to comment yet. Smiling secretly, she thought that maybe if she waited long enough he’d try to convince her in a nice hot shower…

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I tried not to panic, but above everything else, I feared not being able to see, and the blindfold made my heart pound until I thought it might rip right through my chest. That made my breath come faster and heavier, and I fought to regulate it, needing to stay calm enough to get a sense of my surroundings.

I focused on the moment things had gone wrong. I’d been at the club, dancing with an incredibly sexy man who’d introduced himself as Drake. I remembered teasing him about it, telling him his name meant ‘dragon’ and asking if he had a secret beast inside that was going to breathe fire at me. He laughed and told me it was something like that, bought me a drink, and asked me to dance.

I lost myself on the dance floor, moving my hips and dancing on Drake, and I could tell he was excited, so I kept going. Things got heated, more than just the sweaty bodies under the hot, flashing lights. He pulled me against him, kissed me with raw desire, and it ignited something in me that was frightening, so I’d pulled away and told him I needed a drink.

He walked me to the bar, leaned into me, and asked if I wanted to ‘get out of here’. I knew what he was suggesting, and maybe it put me behind the curve, but I still wasn’t ready to take that step with anyone, especially a random guy I’d just met at a club. I told him I wanted to dance some more, and he’d told me he knew a better place to dance.

I wasn’t sure things were going the way I wanted; I’d been called a cock-tease before, but I always managed to peel myself out of sticky situations. This time, though, there was something about Drake that worried me, and I’d lied, telling him I wanted to go but had to find my girlfriend and let her know I was leaving.

I’d walked away from the bar, made sure he wasn’t watching, and hightailed it outside, texting Lena as we’d arranged in case one of us ran into trouble. I got confirmation from her and stood, waiting against the side of the building, watching people come and go. I felt safe enough with so much foot traffic.

The next thing I knew, I was surrounded. I didn’t have time to count, but there had to be at least six men, all just as tall and toned and enticing – and frightening – as Drake. Two had grabbed me by the elbows, and pulled me forward, with another coming behind me and pressing something that felt like a gun to my rib cage.

Filled with fear but knowing that I had pepper spray in my pocket if I could just get to it, I didn’t panic as they moved me along, all of them looking relaxed and like nothing was going on. We came up to an SUV, dark with tinted windows, and Drake was waiting there, staring at me as he inhaled from a cigarette hanging from his mouth.

He smiled at me. “I thought maybe I should take charge, since you seemed indecisive and I know you want this.” He tugged open the door to the back seat, and I felt my heart skip a beat. I didn’t move forward, but I reached for my pocket, and the two men on either side of me wrenched my arms back, wrapping them in a rope and binding them.

“Be gentle,” Drake barked, his voice a low growl as if he was angry at them, and there was sharp intensity in his eyes that terrified me. “And get her eyes.” That’s when the panic began to rise, like bile in my throat. The cloth came down, and I shook my head, but these men were far too strong. They had me tied, blindfolded, and in the back seat, pulling out of the parking garage, in a matter of less than a minute.

The SUV slowed and turned, and I heard the crunch of gravel or rocks beneath the tires. Where were we going? If only I could have seen, I might have felt more comfortable, despite having been kidnapped. The worst that would happen, I was sure, was that I would be forced into sharing my body with Drake, and if I didn’t act as though I was afraid, as if I wanted it, they wouldn’t hurt me. They wouldn’t consider it rape if they thought it was consensual. I was far more willing to preserve my life than my virginity.

I took long, deep breaths, blowing them out as I counted to ten, and the wheels came to a rest. The engine cut, and car doors opened. I felt a gentle grip on my arm as I was pulled from the car, and I would have stumbled on the uneven ground covered in rocks had strong arms not held me and righted me. I had the impression that, under any other circumstances, the nearness of a man who smelled of leaves and dirt with so much strength might have been utterly exciting. Now, it was intriguing, especially the gentleness of his touch, but it was also causing me a lot of anxiety, especially since I couldn’t see who it was.

I was led forward, and magically, I didn’t trip or stumble anymore, though the ground was definitely uneven, and suddenly, the incredible darkness surrounding me changed. There was some sort of light source ahead of me, making the blindfold less intimidating, and as the heat blasted into my face, I realized it must be a camp fire.

I heard snuffling sounds and frowned, no clue what could be making the noises, and I recalled images of the fantasy novels I read as a small girl, where the virgin was offered as a sacrifice to the dragon. I certainly didn’t believe in dragons, but it seemed a crazy coincidence after the taunting conversation with a man who happened to be called Drake.

A tug at the back of my head jerked my neck, but the blindfold fell to the ground, and I blinked against the sudden brightness of the flames, thankful to be able to see but having difficulty adjusting after the long darkness. And as I finally saw my surroundings, I had to hold back a scream.

I bit my lip so hard I tasted blood, and the snuffling grew louder as men walked circles around me, sniffing the air with flared nostrils and bright emerald eyes that shone like the jewels in the firelight. Beyond them, several wolves – beautiful with full gray and white fur and amber eyes – stalked around the fire. But the thing that told me I had to have been drugged and was hallucinating was also the source of rabid fear, eating at me from the inside out.

Beasts, halfway between man and wolf, gnashed razor sharp teeth as they stood on two legs, wearing clothes but brandishing four-inch claws and sprouting the wolfish fur from various parts of their bodies. I shivered as hands fell on my shoulders from behind, and though I despised being touched without permission, an electric shock shot down my spine, escalated as Drake’s voice sounded in my ear, his breath teasing my nose with the scent of liquor, smoke, and pure rich masculinity. “Don’t be frightened,
Julia
. You’re going to love this.”

I doubted it, but something in his tone made me wonder and soothed the worst of my fear. It didn’t make sense as one of the monsters came up to me, pressed his nose to my chest, and inhaled sharply. He threw his head back and let out a spine tingling howl, echoed by the wolves and several of the monsters, and I watched in morbid fascination as his bones crackled and broke through skin. The fur lengthened, his nose and mouth became a muzzle, and he stared at me from four legs, now a wolf.