Page 25 of Blood Pack Beginning (Pack #5)
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Sasha knew she’d been gravely injured. The worst she’d ever experienced, and yet when she woke and stretched, she felt great. Better than great. Energized.
A lick of her lips let her taste lingering blood. Lycan blood. She even knew whose.
Cyrus.
She had no recollection of feeding, and yet, she must have, and, given the triple hum she felt, a bond that stretched to the three men in the room with her, she knew who’d donated.
Her lovers.
Her protectors.
Her mates.
Amir stirred in the chair where he’d been keeping watch. “Evening, Shorty. How you feeling?”
“Great,” she purred, stretching, which woke the men sleeping by her side. “I see we survived the ghoul attack in the warehouse. What happened? I don’t remember anything after getting tackled and chewed on.”
“Your boss showed up.”
“Thaddeus killed them?” She couldn’t help a note of surprise.
“Of sorts. He managed to get them to freeze long enough for us to book it, and then Tim set off some C4. Blew the warehouse sky-high.”
“Good.” She kind of regretted not doing so herself, but at the time, prudence seemed more important. “What of the master?”
“Doesn’t seem like the ghoul maker was there, at least according to Thaddeus. I ran into him when I popped out for a bite.”
“Where are we?” she asked, sitting up in the strange bed.
“Some condo not too far from the warehouse.” Amir stood and stretched. “Guess now that you’re awake, we should go see what’s next.”
“In a few minutes,” she murmured. “First, I need to thank you for saving my life.”
“Bah,” Amir huffed. “Was nothing.”
“Oh, really? Because I was going to say you deserved a prize for your bravery.”
“What kind of prize?” Diego drawled from her left, his hand landing on her thigh.
“You’ll see after my shower,” she replied. “I’m feeling a tad grimy.”
“We did our best to rinse you off,” Cyrus remarked.
“Which is appreciated, but I feel the need for a more intense scrub, as I still smell ghoul on my skin. Anyone care to join me?”
“Me!” The synchronized reply had her laughing and them turning a ruddy color as they looked around, uncertain how to proceed.
Sasha helped by saying, “I doubt the four of us will fit in the shower, so tell you what. I’ll return in a few minutes clean enough to eat. Those interested in dining on me should be naked and ready. Any who are shy about sharing can have a turn later. But…” She stopped at the bathroom threshold and offered them a sultry grin. “I really hope you’ll all stick around because I’m feeling rather energized and need all the fucking I can get.”
A bold statement to make, but true. Sasha felt more alive than she could ever recall. Crazy, seeing as how she’d been so injured. However, the Lycan blood proved potent.
When she emerged, she clapped to see all three men standing there in the buff, not looking at each other but understandable if this was their first time indulging in a menage.
Sasha sauntered to the bed, naked and confident, aroused as well, for she could feel their gaze on her.
She crawled onto the bed, slowly and sensuously, before flipping to her ass in a seated position.
The men stared.
She crooked her finger at them, and Amir jerked into motion, joining her on the bed. He gave her a kiss, the taste of him intoxicating. But she needed more than just an embrace. She tugged at his hair and guided his mouth to her nipple and uttered a happy sound as he latched on.
Diego didn’t hesitate to attach himself to her other pebbled berry, sucking and teasing the bud. How delightful. She twined her fingers in their hair and encouraged them, her body warming at their touch.
She glanced over to see Cyrus staring. The most reluctant of her three, and yet, he’d stayed. He stood there naked and erect, his cock jutting below his lean and defined abs.
She licked her lips as his hand went to his shaft and began stroking it. A visual feast to go with the pleasure as two tongues caressed, hands stroked, and desire flooded her body. Her cunt moistened. Quivered. Hungered…
Impatient and needy, she shifted out from under the mouths and flipped Amir onto his back. She then straddled him, fingers digging into his chest while her pussy hovered teasingly over his cock.
“Fuck him,” Diego encouraged, kneeling behind her, legs astride and hands on her hips. He was the one to guide her onto Amir’s shaft, his gripping hands pushing her onto his thickness.
Amir hissed and arched, driving his cock deep. Filling and stretching her.
She ground against him, her hungry pussy clenching tight. Diego controlled the tempo. He lifted her up and pushed her down, guiding the motion, whispering naughty things in her ear.
“Once you make him come, I’m going to fuck you,” he promised. “I’m going to fill that sweet pussy of yours and pound it hard.
Hell, yeah. She pumped faster, feeling the wave rising, her body tightening. In turn, Amir gasped and grunted, “Fuck, I’m coming.”
As he came inside her, she leaned down and sank her teeth into the flesh where his neck and shoulder joined. As his blood coated her tongue, her fist orgasm hit, and Amir went rigid before he, too, bit flesh.
Her flesh.
He left his mark on her, and while they’d already exchanged blood, something about the intimacy of that moment made it more permanent. More binding.
A true mating.
And then it was Diego’s turn.
She rolled from the panting Amir to her back and beckoned to the eagerly awaiting Diego. He grabbed hold of her left leg and draped it over his shoulder, spreading her wide before he sank his cock into her cunt. He plowed her hard, thrusting with vigor into her still-quivering channel. Sasha moaned with each hard thrust. “Faster, harder,” she begged.
Diego complied, his body slamming into hers, eliciting electric jolts of pleasure, but it was when his thumb found and pressed against her clit that she went over the climaxing cliff again. Squeezing his shaft. Milking him as he came. As he collapsed against her, eager for his own claiming bite, she also put her mark on him. Tasted his blood. Felt that mating bond solidify.
She should have been sated, and yet… Sasha wiggled out from under Diego and eyed Cyrus. He remained standing still, stroking his cock. She could sense his uncertainty.
And so she went to him. She rose from the bed and approached with undulating hips. His gaze caught hers, and she smiled.
“Ready for your turn?”
He couldn’t reply; he simply nodded.
She stood in front of him and dragged a fingernail down his chest. He shuddered but only made a noise as that finger dipped lower and traced his cock before she grabbed it.
Cyrus grunted and his hips moved in time to her fisting of his shaft. She kept hold of him as she dragged him toward the bed. But rather than lie on it, she released him and turned around, bending over, thighs spread, exposing her cunt.
“Fuck me,” she commanded. “Hard.”
The tip of his cock teased her slit before sliding in. He began to thrust, and Sasha fisted the sheet as he pounded her from behind.
When he gripped her hair and tugged, Sasha had to lift her head and saw Diego and Amir watched, their cocks semi-hard, matching their semi-glazed expressions.
It was sexy as fuck.
No need to wonder what they thought as they watched her getting slammed.
It was incredibly erotic. While she’d already come twice, her body coiled again in excitement. Her channel squeezed Cyrus, and his grip on her hair tightened, the slight pain only adding to the pleasure.
When he came, he twisted her head sideways so that he could kiss her lips, kiss and nip, actually. The sharp bite split the skin, a more subtle mark that she reciprocated, her fangs puncturing his lower lip. The mingle of blood triggered her third orgasm.
And as it faded, she collapsed on the bed. Sated. Happy. And giggling.
“What’s so funny?” Cyrus growled.
Sasha, not one for sentimental moments, turned a wide grin on them as she declared, “Never thought I’d be a pet owner.”
Luckily, they forgave her after she sucked some cock and had her first double-penetrating sexual experience. Mark the calendar, because, as of now, her ass was no longer a virgin and she was mated times three.
Probably the only good thing to come out of the whole fiasco.
She just hoped she’d have a chance to enjoy her newfound relationships because she knew their fight with the ghoul-making master was far from done. But while she awaited that final fight, she would train, joke, fuck and… love.