Page 103 of Mated By the Pack
“Just a little,” Vance whispers, kissing the back of my neck and bending me over slightly.
Vance’s hand trails down my back, pulls away, and starts spanking me. His touch is still gentle, still kind, and each slap is laced with affection. Every one that lands sends a ripple of heat through my body.
“Hold her for me,” Jace says, offering my wrists to Gideon, who gladly takes them.
Jace spanks harder and faster than the others. Enough to make me cry out, twist on my toes, and try to escape, but it’s only instinct.
Then it’s Silas’s turn. I don’t know what to expect from him. He hasn’t spanked me yet. Hasn’t even touched me. Nobody has since his return. The rest of my mates watch as he walks closer.
“No need to hold her,” Silas says, nodding to Gideon, who releases my wrists. “She wants it too much to do anything but bend over for me like a good girl.”
My breath catches in my throat, but I do it without question. Silas is bigger than his brothers. Stronger. But he doesn’t put his strength into it. Once I bend over and present myself to him, he spanks me once. It’s hard enough to jolt me, but I don’t cry out.
“You’re ours,” he growls, running hand along the curve of my hips. “And I’m going to be the first to fill you tonight. I’ve waited so, so fucking long.”
Silas pushes me down on my knees with ease, then lower, until I’m on all fours. The coolness of the pelts beneath me contrasts with the fever burning in my veins. The heat. The craving for my mates. Hands touch every part of me as my mates close in. Caressing, gripping, and guiding until Silas is behind me.
“You no longer have to scream for my brothers to know you belong to them, like you belong to me,” Silas rasps, the blunt head of his cock pressing against my soaked entrance. “But you’re going to do it anyway, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” I whimper, pushing back against him.
I’m so wet I can feel it dripping down my thighs, pooling beneath me on the pelts. My body is aching for him. Aching for all ofthem. Silas runs his hands over my ass, then my hips, steadying me for what is coming.
Then, with a deep growl, he pushes inside. The stretch makes me moan until my arms are trembling. He’s thick and doesn’t go slow. He sinks into me like the world depends on it, and it actually does. The heat inside me sizzles as he digs his fingers into my hips and sets a rhythm that lets me know I’m going to be sore before his brothers get a turn. But I’m going to love it.
“Fuck, our mate has a nice, tight pussy,” he groans, one hand digging in tighter before the other pulls away and returns with a sharp slap that makes me jump. “So, so fucking perfect, our little mate, and I’m not just talking about how you feel right now. No, it’s way deeper than that. Isn’t it, Calla?”
“Yes,” I whisper, my fingers digging into the pelts and my toes curling as his thrusts get faster.
“None of us ever felt love. Not while we were men, and not after we got swallowed by The Tangle,” Silas growls, echoes of pleasure following his words. His voice drops to a needy, raspy whisper. “But I felt something the first time you stepped into The Aether. Even mysoulwanted you.”
“Silas, oh… Oh!” I cry out, the first tremor of the orgasm quaking before everything shatters. “Silas!”
“Calla!” he roars, my pussy clenching him so hard he immediately erupts, then drives his cock into my g-spot and throbs with every pulsation of his seed.
“I-I’m not d-done,” I stammer out, then another orgasm engulfs me like the golden fire. I feel it all the way into The Aether inside me. That sliver shakes, and then vibrancy is everywhere.
Silas finishes, slowly pulls out, and grunts. I feel strangely rejuvenated and turn my ass toward Jace. I know he’ll take me rough.
He doesn’t disappoint. He mounts me with a growl and drives his cock deep into my depths. I’m still quivering from my last orgasm, and the aftershocks greet his first few thrusts. He digs in, holding me tight, as he hammers his length into me.
“Yes, thank you, yes,” I murmur.
“Never thought I’d know what love was,” Jace says, blinding me with pleasure as a hand moves around my hip and rubs my clit. “Then I got your scent, and the world changed. You were in it. Then you were all that mattered. That’s never going to change.”
Jace unleashes a flurry of hard thrusts, and I whimper through them. I reach back and hold the hand that isn’t between my thighs, already so close to my next orgasm, and it’s coming fast.
“Don’t stop, please don’t stop,” I beg, not like I used to beg The Aether—this is something I only share with my mates.
“Fuck, I’m gonna fill your pussy!” Jace roars, shaking as he begins to ejaculate.
I’m so needy now. I really am in heat. And I’m not even a wolf. Maybe The Aether is in heat right now, too. The sliver inside me certainly feels this. As soon as Jace is done, I don’t know which brother to turn to, but Gideon is on me before I have to choose.
“Our mate,” he croons, pushing into me.
“Yes,” I whimper, grinding myself into his thrusts. “I’m yours. Just like the first night… and every night.”
“The rest of us were talking, while you were recovering. We’re making decisions as a pack now, and you’re a part of that, as our mate,” Gideon says. “Although, somehow, I feel you like you may have every single one of us wrapped around your finger.”
