Yanking another burst of energy from those closest to her, she slammed those in her periphery into a tree and ran faster. Using the reserves she’d tucked away, Vicki resonated power and nimbly raced over the ground, seeing through the scattered moonlight as if it were daytime.
She continued to move, losing more and more of her pursuers until she wanted to laugh at the sheer elation of her escape. Vicki couldn’t believe being hunted down like a wild animal could feel so liberating. Yet here, in nature’s embrace, she felt the call of freedom reaching out to her. To let go of her control and simply let the wind take her was joyous.
A little too joyous.
Caught up in the rapture of her flight, she failed to notice the solid form directly in front of her.
She ran smack into Eric, who rolled with her as he took the brunt of their fall. Before she could move, Dom was there. Claws and hands pulled at her clothing, yanking and tearing with brutal efficiency until she lay stark naked, pinned between Eric’s and Dom’s aroused frames.
They were both hard and hot, thicker and longer in this form. Despite the alien feel of their coarse fur against her skin, she wanted to fuck them more than she ever had.
“No!” She squirmed between them to get free, not wanting to surrender so easily.
“That’s it. So good.” Eric moaned and stood. His erection was enormous. “Never give in, do you?”
“Fuck you,” Vicki rasped, barely able to voice her rebellion through the lust rolling through her. Her teeth felt too large in her mouth and her tongue stumbled over the threats she wanted to make. The press of males nearing made little sense as her body filled out, grew, and pricked her with new sensations.
“So fucking hot,” someone said, someone familiar. But she couldn’t see through the darkness. Then pain, her head splitting in two. And then, once again, she could see everything. Colors were sharper, scents keener, sounds precise.
Dozens of Ravagers surrounded her, growling and groaning with surprise, with lust and with excitement.
“My mate,” Eric thundered as another Ravager moved too close for comfort. He flung the male into the darkness, and Vicki heard him land with a solid thump. But the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body made little sense next to the devastating need for something more.
“Don’t forget this one,” Dom said as he threw Malcolm to the ground. Malcolm wore bite marks all over his neck and chest. He rose on unsteady legs, his cock thick, his balls tight and his belly shuddering as he stared with hunger at Eric. At her.
Eric smiled at Malcolm but quickly returned his attention to Vicki. “Come here, pet.”
“Not your pet,” she rasped in a deeper voice than she should have had.
Eric gripped his cock, pearling with cream. The sharp claws around such tender flesh aroused her to a fevered pitch. She took several steps closer, despite her intent to keep her distance. She took one more step, and he yanked her to him by the hair.
“Now, Dom.” Turning her in his arms, he made her watch, like all the others, as Dom shoved Malcolm belly-up against a tree, spread his ankles, and fucked him hard. The straining groans, the forceful sex and slick sounds of entry and retreat, made her mouth water. Especially when she watched Malcolm strain against his own climax. His scent permeated the small clearing in which they all stood.
“See how Dom owns him?” Eric asked in a gravelly voice. “He’s reaming our new packmate, tunneling through that fine ass to make way for me, later.” Eric bit her neck and shoved a hand between her thighs. He groaned as he played with her wet slit. “You’re so sexy, so fuckable. So mine.”
He raised his hand from her pussy to his mouth and sucked his finger clean. Then he turned her around and kissed her until she couldn’t think, could only feel.
The sounds of Dom and then Malcolm yelling out their pleasure resonated, but Eric dominated her attention.
He tasted like perfection, and she wanted more. Before she knew it, she was sliding down his body to take his fat cock in her mouth.
He groaned as he shoved forward, making her take him to the back of her throat, which should have been much more difficult than it was. A hazy state of consciousness took over as she accepted a small burst of her prime’s seed. And then hands touched her, everywhere. Down her back, between her legs, over her breasts, her belly, her clit. Stroking and playing, teasing her into sucking harder, taking more and more of Eric until she felt as if she drowned in him.
“Yes,” Eric hissed as he gripped her head by the roots of her hair and fucked her mouth until he came. Spurts of cum washed down her throat while her prime took his pleasure.
He finished and withdrew. Yanking her to her feet, he carried her in his arms past the throng of well-wishers back to the house.
The next thing she knew, she was blinking up at the human forms of Eric, Dom, and Malcolm. She lay in Eric’s huge bed. Seeing the three of them, she suddenly understood why the bed had been built on such a grand scale.
“Now it’s time to take care of you,” Dom said with a sinful smile.
“Oh yeah,” Malcolm agreed, his voice hoarse.
“You’re ours now, Vicki. My mate, my queen. Part of our pack.”
Dom chuckled. “You fully turned Ravager, honey. I’ve never seen that before in my life. You’re the one.”
“What one?” Lethargy and a sense she wanted more from these men robbed her ability to reason. With a lazy motion of her hand, she beckoned Malcolm forward and spread her legs wider. Mine, all mine. I claim you three, forever. Something inside her roared with satisfaction at the thought.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Enthralled with her wet pussy, Malcolm didn’t ask what she wanted. He clamped his lips around her clit and gave her the pleasure she desired.
Dom leaned forward and caught her breasts in his hands, then his mouth. Teasing and playing, he and Malcolm brought her to the edge of orgasm in moments. But it was Eric she watched, gauging his reaction.
His narrowed gaze and shallow breaths brought her attention to his cock, once again erect and straining. “You want this inside you. But this time I’m taking what else belongs to me,” he growled.
Before she could ask what he meant, Malcolm shoved a finger inside her and sucked harder on her clit. She arched up in climax, unable to stave the explosion taking her past reason. As she came down from the ecstasy, Eric repositioned her on her hands and knees on the bed while Dom and Malcolm left.
She wondered if he meant to initiate her in some private manner when Dom and Malcolm returned, wiping down their cocks, their concentration on her mouth. Understanding dawned, and she found her desire building once more.
She licked her lips. “You want me to—”
“Yes. You’ll swallow them both. Eager to suck some cock, pet?” Eric breathed as he blanketed her body, prodded her thighs apart and shoved deep into her pussy. He pounded into her with enough force to touch the sweet spot deep inside her sex, but before he touched off yet another incredible orgasm, he withdrew.
She turned to see Eric staring down at her ass, fisting his erection. “You made my cock nice and wet. But let’s get you all ready for me.” He slowly inched a finger inside her, and when it felt too much, he pulled out, spat on the digit, and pushed it in again.