Authors: Dixie Lynn Dwyer
“Men, we will discuss some leads and rejoin again for a meeting in an hour’s time. In the interim, I ask that you keep the information we discussed amongst those present here. Find out what you can about the attacks and any rogue wolves who may be involved. They had to have left some clues around,” Maximus stated.
“Val would be the best person to speak to in regards to potential leads,” Charity offered. Val nodded in response as Maximus assigned certain people to specific tasks. As the meeting adjourned, Ferlow approached Charity. As he bowed before her, holding her gaze, he took her hand, and immediately she froze in place.
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She sensed the evil within him and the fact that he chose to go against his own family in hopes of gaining power and authority. She also sensed Devlon as she pulled her hand away.
“It is a pleasure to meet the real you, Princess,” he stated, and she sensed his desperate need to escape and immediately contact Devlon. She feared that because Ferlow was working with him, Devlon could have access to the mansion in one of his many forms. She needed to contact Lexi, Antoinette, and their mates. She also needed to meet with her mates and warn them of the true leader. She couldn’t help but be afraid. Just the thought that Devlon could be after her again made her shudder.
Not wanting to reveal her abilities to Ferlow, she simply smiled at him and hoped that he would confess and tell her mates what he knew.
He stumbled as he quickly exited the room. Devlon had a strong hold on Ferlow. There would be no turning back from Devlon
Charity grabbed on to Dante.
“What is it? What’s wrong?” he whispered, and she leaned into him so no one else could hear.
“Have your men follow Ferlow without him knowing. He will lead you to those who tried to kill you, Dante.”
His eyes widened in shock, and she felt his wolf begin to surface with outrage and anger.
Charity grabbed a hold of him, and so did his mother, Celeste.
“Listen to Charity’s directions. She will not steer you wrong, son.”
“Mikah, Vehrin, come here now,” he called to his guards.
They immediately approached, and Charity sensed the good in them and their loyalty toward their Alphas. They bowed to Charity and Dante first.
Dante gave them directions, and they all immediately left the room.
It was just Charity and her men now. The guards received their orders and left the room. Maximus stared at her, and she sensed his anger.
“You are angry with me again, Maximus,” Charity whispered as she stared at him.
His arms were crossed in front of his massive chest, and she knew he was upset. Dante and Luther took position beside him as they stared at her.
She sighed but held their gaze.
“Did I not give you control of the meeting and the direction of your investigation? Was I not diplomatic in saying that the three of you would lead the way?”
“Of course not. That is not what is concerning us,” Luther told her.
“Well, please explain to me why I am getting that look from the three of you.”
“You had an opportunity to state that we are your mates, yet you did not,” Dante offered the explanation, and Maximus exhaled, indicating that was why he was angry with her as well.
She thought about it for a moment and didn’t see reason now to hide anything from her mates.
“I sensed Ferlow’s betrayal and felt that our mating should not be made public as of yet. There is more to what is going on here than a potential takeover.”
“Explain!” Maximus retorted with authority. Her insides coiled up tight, and man, did she have the desire to defy him. She felt her cheeks redden.
Luther and Dante chuckled.
“I don’t find this amusing,” Maximus stated.
“All others on the face of this earth shudder at your tone and command, however, our mate gets turned on by your show of authority,” Luther added then took Charity’s hand into his own.
He lifted it to his lips and kissed the top of her hand before trailing kisses along her fingertips. When he pulled one digit into his mouth, she moaned.
“Please, Luther, we must remain focused here.”
He released her finger then pulled her against his chest.
“Focused? How can I remain focused when all I want to do is spread you on the table and eat you up,” he admitted then nibbled on her neck.
She needed to tell them about Devlon, but then she felt Dante move in behind her and remove her sweater from the waist up and over her head.
His hands immediately moved to her pants, unzipping them and pushing them down. Luther kissed her mouth while he undid the clasp on the front of her bra.
She saw Maximus move about the room, and then she heard the sound of the door locking. She was relieved he thought of that because right now all she wanted was her men inside of her.
In a flash, they laid her body on the table and spread her legs. Luther lifted her hips from the table, placed her thighs over his shoulders, and then plunged his tongue between her soft feminine folds. He licked her pussy lips and nibbled and pulled the sensitive flesh with his teeth while Dante focused on her breasts. She panted and twisted beneath their ministrations until Luther growled and rose higher. She heard his zipper and felt his movement before sensing his cock by her opening.
“We will fill your body with our scent, mark you as ours, and there will be no need for a formal announcement. You belong to Venificus.” He growled his words then shoved forward, sending her body into immediate combustion. His long, thick shaft penetrated her vaginal walls, sending tiny vibrations of lust through to her soul. Her vaginal muscles gripped his hard cock with such need and desire she lost her breath. She felt every sensation, every bit of need Luther desired with each of his thrusts. He needed to possess her when and where he wanted to. He was her Alpha, her lover and mate for life.
In and out he rocked his hips, thrusting his cock deeper into Charity’s core. His brothers cheered him on and helped to intensify the love making. A lick to her right breast, a tug on her left nipple she was too caught up in the depth of Luther’s thrust to distinguish what mate did what action.
She felt Luther’s claws at her hips and his cock elongate inside of her just as Dante pinched her nipples. The sharp, hard claws somehow didn’t break the skin and instead soaked her pussy and caused Luther to somehow penetrate deeper. She moaned her release as Luther pumped two more times before exploding his seed into her womb as his balls slapped against her ass. He fell against her, biting into her shoulder next to his brother’s mark.
Before she could completely recover, Luther pulled from her body then moved to the side as Dante took his place. She panted before him, eyes heavy but her body ready for round two. She had an overwhelming desire to be everything these three men wanted and needed in a mate.
Dante stared at her breasts and then her face while he caressed her needy breasts. Her bosom somehow tingled with need to be touched, licked, nipped at, or just devoured by him. It felt as if she could lose her mind if they didn’t touch her there. When Dante caressed his thumbs across each sensitive nipple then rolled it between his fingers, she moaned a small release. He bent down and licked between his fingers, taking her right nipple between his teeth and teased her. After a few licks, nibbles, and fondling, he moved to her other breast and did the same. Charity moaned and arched her hips off the table. Dante removed a hand from her breast and pressed her back down. His large hand encompassed almost her entire stomach as he began to press his large body forward. She wiggled with need.
“Dante, please. I need you,” she panted, and he smiled while his long, thick erection pressed against her wet folds. She felt her body tingle with desire. Her vaginal muscles gripped him tight as he pressed against her sensitive spot. She closed her eyes and moaned while she tilted her pelvis upward. He leaned forward, pulling her thighs over his shoulder, while he licked her breasts and then her belly. It was amazing, and she was compelled to touch him anywhere she could reach.
He pulled from her body, and she whimpered from the loss of him being inside of her. When she looked at him, she saw the intensity of his facial expression.
Then her focus shifted to the feel of his tongue trailing a pathway to her pussy. He licked between her wet folds then nibbled the delicate flesh. He was filling her with more desire and need.
“Please, Dante. Please.” She begged for more.
He growled at her. “I needed to taste my princess’s cream. It’s too delicious to ignore.”
He squeezed her inner thighs, and she thrust her pelvis toward his hands in desperation for more.
Dante smiled then lined his cock up to her swollen pussy and slowly pressed into her. It was torture as she moaned and pushed her pelvis toward his, trying to get quicker penetration.
“On my command, I am in control. You belong to Venificus,” he ground his teeth then shoved forward, forcing her breathless and open to his desires.
In and out he thrust his cock through her tight vaginal muscles, trying to find release and to fully claim his mate.
She lifted her arms up, leaning on her forearms, shoving her pelvis toward him, trying to meet him thrust for thrust. Each time his cock massaged against her inner muscles, the deep ache she felt seemed to settle down. She wanted more and needed more from him.
Dante reached to her neck and hair then leaned forward, covering her mouth in a voracious kiss while he thrust against her. She felt his balls slap against the crack of her ass, and the table creaked as she panted in this sensitive position.
She could hardly stand it any longer. Her body about to explode with lust for her men, her mates, her protectors.
He helped her lie back down on her back then continued a frantic pace, thrusting against her until he could no longer take it. Her vaginal walls grasped his cock and milked him for every bit of seed he offered.
She closed her eyes as he thrust two more times then bit into her shoulder while he spilled his seed into her womb.
He kissed her belly, her breasts frantically as if Dante couldn’t get enough of her.
Then Dante covered her mouth with his own until he got his fill. She felt him pull from her body. She was disappointed, but then she sensed that hunger building inside of her once again. She wanted more.
One look at Maximus as Dante moved out of the way, and she knew she was in trouble.
* * * *
His sole focus was claiming his mate’s body and soul. She belonged to him and his brothers, no one else ever. He spread her legs, massaged her thighs beneath his splayed hands, and dove forward with his mouth. He licked her sweet, wet folds, teasing and tasting the delicate flesh as Charity wiggled on the table. Over and over he licked, nibbled, and tasted until he got his fill again as Charity panted. He was forceful and knew it as he pulled her rear a little further toward him then pressed a finger to her pussy. In and out he maintained a slow rhythm with his finger as he watched the glistening cream cover his digit as his mate moaned, the sound antagonized his wolf, and its need to mate and claim.
“Venificus,” he growled then alternated finger to tongue against her slick folds.
Luther and Dante began to caress her breasts and play with her pink areola with their tongues and teeth. Even that view enticed his wolf’s need to claim.
“I want inside you now,” he stated then looked at his brothers. They ceased their actions as Maximus grabbed Charity, pulled her against him, and kissed her wildly.
He had his way with her mouth and teased her back entrance while he devoured her. A second later, he released her lips, turned her around, and pressed her body over the edge of the table causing her ass to hang off the edge. The sight of her perfectly round ass called to his wolf. He knew that would be a first for her, and he wanted in.
He caressed the globes as well as her shoulders and back. He spread her legs farther apart with his thigh, eliciting a moan of pleasure from his princess.
“You like that, don’t you, Princess.”
He pressed a finger into her wet cunt from behind while he pressed his other hand against her lower back.
In and out he watched in awe as she coated his digits with her cream. His cock throbbed with need to be inside of her. It was killing him to wait this long. But something inside him needed this possession and her submission. It was his wolf’s way of feeling dominate and needed. He leaned his much larger body over hers and began a seduction. His wolf needed full control and revved up the process by sniffing at her neck, licking across the bite marks from his brothers before nibbling on her shoulder bone. Her body shivered beneath his as his tongue and teeth continued their decent toward her rear. He rubbed his hand along her curves then spread her ass cheeks, being sure to massage and stimulate her senses. It seemed to work along with his fingers as they thrust into her just inches below.
“Do you like that?” he asked, and all he received was a moan from Charity. Then she thrust her hips back against his fingers. He chuckled then inserted another finger, eliciting another deep moan from her.
The sight of her was enough to make him come all over her backside. The way her golden locks cascaded over the table, her blushed cheeks pressed against the wooden surface, and her breasts peeking out from under her arms all turned him on. The curve of her back and her ass while he finger-fucked her over the table was killing him.