Page 46 of Claimed by the Pack

“Good. I don't want to see you lose your friends and your own identity. It's important for you to hang onto that.”

I nodded. I was keeping my job, despite my “mates” objections. They had their jobs, and I wanted mine, at least for now, until children came in the picture and then you never know. “I believe that too,” I told her.

“Let's get you ready then.” For the next two hours, Chelsea helped me get ready for my big day. I had a new dress, it was off white with a lot of lace and it was fitted to the curves I'd grown up hating, but my mates seem to love. I wore my dark hair down my back and Chelsea helped me curl the ends and she'd made me a wreath out of baby's breath to wear around my head. My make-up was flawless and I wore little satin slippers on my feet. I'd never felt more beautiful, or more excited in my life.

By the time we got to the center of the compound where the ceremony would take place, the men had everything set up. They'd made an alter out of twisted tree branches, twigs and flowers. It was beautiful. My mates were all there, dressed in black silk shirts and dark jeans and boots. My heart nearly burst wide open when I saw them, especially when I saw the looks in their eyes as they laid them on me.

The four of us stood in a circle and Clay, as the figurehead of the male alphas of the pack, spoke the words that Ridge had remembered from the mating ceremonies of his youth, bonding us all together, forever.

Once the formal ceremony was over, the changing would take place.

Of course, it was what I was most nervous about.

I'd be bitten, by Ridge, since he was the most dominant. They say within minutes I would begin the transformation. Chelsea tells me it will hurt just a little the first few times, but once my body adjusted, there would be days when I ached for it. Ridge stepped up close to me and I tipped my head back as he lowered his. I was surprised when he grabbed my face with both hands and instead of just going in for the bite, he kissed me. It was a long, hot, deep kiss and when I was breathless and my head was spinning, he slid his hot lips down my jawline to my neck and when I felt them there, I closed my eyes tighter and braced myself for the bite. I felt a small prick at first and then a shot of adrenaline, not pain, as he sunk his teeth into me.

The adrenaline turnedinto the most incredible feeling of lust and desire that I'd ever experienced. I forgot we were being watched by the entire pack and I honestly wanted to take him right then and there. It was only when I felt him let go of me and take a step back that I opened my eyes. Ridge was looking at me with the same kind of lust I was feeling, and strangely, I was drawn to the slight trickle of blood on his bottom lip...my blood. I took a step forward and like a wild animal, I licked at it, until I felt my body begin to change. My muscles seemed to be stretching and my bones shifting. A shot of excruciating pain ran through me, and then just like that it was gone. I don't know how long any of it lasted, but suddenly my body was still once more and I was warm and comfortable. I looked around and every eye was on me, and Grayson was the first one to speak.

“Cheyenne, you're gorgeous.”

A mirror was brought around by two of the pack members and I felt chills all over my body when I got a look at myself. I was as black as night and my fur shone like gloss. My own eyes looking out at me was the only thing I recognized. It was surreal, especially when I was suddenly surrounded by all three of my mates, my wolves at that moment. Another surge of adrenaline hit me and I instinctively knew I was ready for “the run.”

Ridge took off first and the three of us followed. He led us through the woods and across the beach and back up into the hills. We ran across the loamy earth, our paws pounding into the dirt and foliage there and through bushes and over logs. It was the most freeing feeling I'd ever experienced and I knew Chelsea was right, and soon I would crave that feeling, over and over again.

Ridge led us to a clearing once the four of us were spent from running. A little brook ran through it, fed by the waterfalls higher up on the hill. We drank from it until we were satiated and then I watched Ridge transform back into the incredibly hot man I fell in love with.

Chase and Gray shifted simultaneously and then it was my turn, but it dawned on me, I didn't know how. Ridge came over and ran his hand down my fur, the way I'd touched Gray so many times.

“Just close your eyes baby, and see yourself.” I did that, and it took me a few tries, but once again I felt the sting and burn as things stretched, shrank and rearranged. I only knew my transformation was complete when I saw the faces of my mates as they looked at me, completely naked on the grass in front of them.

“Jesus,” Chase whispered, “You're even more beautiful than I imagined.”

Ridge was nodding in agreement.

Grayson grinned and said, “I've seen her already.”

He got a push on the shoulder by Ridge that nearly knocked him over, and then Ridge came toward me first.

I could feel lust rolling off of him like a heat wave, and colliding with mine.

My breaths sped up and my heart was racing. I was both nervous and more excited than I'd ever been, all at the same time. Suddenly Ridge bent down and scooped me up into his strong arms.

He carried me over to a spot that I hadn't noticed before. It was set up for us, a pile of comfortable looking blankets and a basket of fruit, and a bottle of champagne.

Candles surrounded the area in the dirt and as Ridge lay me down on the blankets, Grayson lit the candles.

I looked around at all three of them then, surrounding me and smelling strongly of desire. Had I not been able to smell it, I would have seen it.

Their erections were all big,hard and even throbbing.

Ridge touched me first,using his big hands to feel me, from my shoulders, and down my arms, and then back up to my chest where he kneaded and massaged my full breasts.

He leaned down and kissed each one of my nipples. I gasped, both at the feel of his lips on the engorged nub and the idea of two other men watching.

Ridge didn't seem to even remember they were there, or care. His hands moved down to my hips where he slid them under my body and groped hungrily at my butt cheeks.

Then suddenly my gasp turned into a loud moan as he ran his big fingers down between my legs, wetting them with all of the excitement that had poured out of me, before sliding two up them up into my aching, tight pussy. I heard him gasp as my muscles contracted around his fingers and while he moved them in and out of me, he leaned down for a kiss. I kissed him like I was starving, moving my hips in time with his fingers, needing more. Ridge obliged by sliding another finger inside. Now he was fucking me with three and I pressed my heels into the ground and brought my butt up, so I was riding his hand like a wild animal.

I'd lost sight of my other two mates, but that didn't last long.

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