Lycans Embrace [Southern Supernatural Alphas] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read online

  Derek’s tongue swept across her clitoris until it came out from the hood and then he sucked it into his mouth.

  Anna sealed her lips as desire burned in her core, but she couldn’t stop her whimpers as Derek’s tongue moved over her clit.

  Marcus lowered his head to her ear. “Show them what a good lover your Master Derek is. Let them hear how he makes you lose control of your own body.”

  Anna’s hips moved to add more pressure to her burning need and arched her back. Her mouth opened, and she couldn’t stop the cry of ecstasy. “Derek, Master, Oh God, don’t stop,” Anna cried out as her peak neared and she feared she would be engulfed by the flames.

  Anna heard Marcus moving and shoving his leather pants down his legs. The head of his hard erection nudged her lips, and she opened for him.

  Marcus moved slowly at first, letting her get used to his large cock. She swallowed him down and timed her breathing so she wouldn’t gag. Pride filled her as she realized she was fulfilling one of her fantasies she’d read about but had never been able to experience. How had they known she loved this?

  The books I wrote, of course. They were all full of voyeurism, edge play, and my hero forcing the heroine to take his cock down her throat.

  Anna sucked on Marcus’s cock and concentrated on making him come, but he pulled out. “Not yet, my little mate. I want us all to come together.”

  Derek lifted his head, and Marcus sat her up. The window was shaded again, and Anna heard the groans of the disappointed on the other side of the curtain.

  “The public display is over. Move alone now,” Logan said loudly.

  Derek pinched her nipple, making her hips jerk as an electric jolt of pleasure shot to her pussy, and then took her lips in a possessive kiss. She could taste her arousal on his tongue, and she moaned into his mouth.

  “Our precious mate wants to feel a little bit of pain with her pleasure,” Marcus said, and then she heard him rummaging in a bag.

  Derek slowly ended the kiss, but his face still filled her vision. “Do you remember your safe word?”

  “Yes, it’s needles.”

  Derek smiled flashing his white teeth. “Good girl. If you need to stop, say needles. We’ll talk and decide from there what we did wrong.”

  “You did wrong?” Anna was confused. Why would they be wrong if she needed to stop?

  “If we are taking good care of you, we would see you are in distress long before you have to say a word to stop us.”

  “Okay,” Anna said while keeping her eyes on Derek.

  Marcus ran his fingers over her nipples until Derek moved. Marcus picked her up and placed her over Derek’s lap. The muscles in his legs were as hard as steel against her soft flesh. She adjusted herself until she was comfortable. With her breasts hanging down, she placed her hands on the hardwood floor. It made her feel even more vulnerable and powerless to her two mates.

  Anna expected Marcus to start hitting her right away, but instead he was stroking her thighs and ass while Derek rubbed her shoulders. The tender ministrations were both heartwarming and erotic.

  Marcus’s hand ran down her ass to the slit of her sex. He stroked her until her smoldering desire had turned into a raging wildfire. Then a hard, stinging slap echoed in the room. It took a moment for Anna to feel the burn and she moaned as the pain mixed with pleasure.

  Derek pulled at her nipples, which only added fuel to the raging fire of need in her core, and Marcus smacked his hand down on her ass. The sensations melded pain and pleasure together until Anna couldn’t tell the difference between the two.

  Anna found herself sandwiched between Marcus and Derek and they lifted her leg, exposing her pussy to the cool air. Marcus slid into her wet heat and thrust into her, hitting that spot deep within her core that had her panting for air. Just as she neared orgasm, Marcus pulled out, and Derek pulled her over to him. He slid into her and thrust slow and steady.

  “Derek,” Anna moaned, wishing he would pound into her so she could go over the cliff Marcus led her, too.

  “Let us pamper you, sweetheart.” Derek moved gently while Marcus gently plucked her nipples.

  “Please,” Anna moaned and nearly whimpered when Derek pulled out, and Marcus rolled her over to him.

  “Please what, my little Anna?” Marcus whispered and slid into her. His cock hammered into her, hitting that delicious spot, and once again, just as she was getting ready to come, he pulled out.

  Back and forth they passed her, gentleness mixed with demanding passion. When her entire body burned, Derek lay flat, and Marcus helped her to straddle him. Anna sank down onto his steel length and began to ride him hard and fierce. She felt her belly tightening as her orgasm built, then Marcus pushed her hips down. “Not yet, my little mate.”

  Anna nearly screamed in sexual frustration until she felt the cold gel of the lube used for anal sex.

  Marcus used his finger to work the gel into her back entrance and then he applied more. Anna gasped as the crown of his cock pressed against the rosette of her back passage.

  Anna’s fingers curled into Derek’s chest as the pleasure became nearly consuming.

  Once Marcus was in, he pulled her hair back. “My sweet mate.” Marcus paused, and Anna could almost feel the uncertainty in his body. “Are you happy? Truly happy? It was never my wish to take you from your life.”

  Anna lifted her head and was more than a little stunned. Was he blind and deaf? She smiled at Derek, whose blue eyes blazed in passion and love.

  “Oh, how can you even ask that? Don’t you know how much I love you? I loved you from the first time we made love.”

  Marcus seemed to relax. “I had hoped we had a true fated bond.” He kissed her. “Fate has a way of always working out.”

  Chapter Twelve

  Anna walked into the office Marcus used when he was at home. He paced his room that had a bank of windows on one wall and a large map of their pack lands on the other. His face looked as dark as a thundercloud. “You’re sure it was a coyote attack?”

  Marcus pinched the bridge of his nose. “Thank you, Adam.”

  Anna’s heart raced as Marcus put his phone down on his desk. Derek stood up and faced Marcus, as well. “The coyotes attacked Joe and Eric’s families last night. Witnesses say Mortef and a few of his ghouls helped the coyotes.”

  Anna paused and felt her heart stutter in her chest. They were two of the enforcers with families in the area. “Are they okay?”

  “Joe is dead, and Eric isn’t doing well. Eric’s adolescent son and his mate are both dead. We may lose him once he recovers and finds out his family is gone.”

  “Lose him?”

  Michael nodded. “Grief can send us to the wild side. He may shift into a wolf and go and live in the wild. After a while, he could completely lose touch with his human side and live out his days as a wolf.”

  Anna stared at Derek. “Then what?”

  “Then Eric will cease to exist. He’ll probably be hunted because farmers fear wolves. Or he’ll get into a fight with other packs such as the coyotes and they’ll kill him. Coyotes and lycans do not get along.”

  Anna hung her head. It was so sad and too much to take in at the moment. “Is this my fault?”

  “What? No!” Marcus and Derek yelled. “This is no way your fault. Not one bit. Even if this has anything to do with you, the coyotes have been devious and trying to find a way to get rid of us lycans. We’re the dominant canine race, and they can’t beat us in a fair fight. Mortef if just using the coyotes for his own games. He’s saying we killed his son. He sure as hell didn’t give a shit about his kid before.”

  Anna knew they were right. Mortef would have started attacking lycans whether she’d met them or not. “So, what happens now?”

  “Now, we don’t go anywhere alone. In packs, werewolves are much stronger than vampires. In the cities, we don’t have anything to worry about. Even Mortef wouldn’t start a fight with human witnesses around. Every supernatural race would come after
him.”

  Derek took her hand. “It is here, in our pack town, where we are more vulnerable to the bloodsuckers.”

  Anna thought for a moment. “Weren’t vampires at the club? Are they all the same as Mortef?”

  Marcus and Derek both shook their heads. “No,” Marcus answered. “As with any race, whether it’s human or supernatural, there are the good ones and not so good. Mortef has always been a rat, but he’s led the vampire race out of the dungeons and found a way for them to be able to tolerate daylight for a few hours at a time. They feel they owe him.”

  Derek stared out the window. “He’ll push Devon too far one day, though. Blood and loyalty only go so far, even with the bloodsuckers.”

  “Devon.” Anna knew that name. Her eyebrows rose. “Isn’t he the one you almost killed?”

  “Yes,” Marcus said, nodding. “He is responsible for his coven, and they had attacked and killed humans. It was my right to kill him if I felt the need. Devon can be a tool for his uncle, but really, he isn’t bad, for a vampire.”

  “So if we go out to The Underground and see a vampire y’all won’t start fighting?”

  They both laughed. “No, we won’t, unless it’s Mortef.”

  Anna sank to her knees and kept her eyes submissively lowered. The thudding music of the club vibrated the floor slightly and drowned out the conversation going on. No one else existed but her lycan Masters. They’d been training her for weeks and tonight was the night they would show her off, not only as their mate but their sub, as well.

  Her legs were spread in a way to show her Masters her soaking wet pussy and her hands rested on her thighs the way Derek had taught her.

  Black biker books moved into her vision. Marcus, my Master, my mate, my everything, Anna thought as her heart filled with warmth.

  Black Nikes also stepped up in front of her, and she felt Derek’s rough hands on her bare shoulders. “Our sweet sub is ready for a good fucking, Marcus.”

  “Yes, she is learning fast. Her head is bowed perfectly, and she has her hands perfectly placed on her thighs,” Marcus agreed as he pulled her hair slightly. The sting made liquid heat pool in her core. Her already wet pussy managed to grow even warmer.

  Derek’s hand brushed her cheek, and Marcus’s hand lowered to help her up.

  Anna’s eyes rose to meet his, and she accepted his invitation and placed her small hand into his calloused one. She felt like a queen as she rose to her feet. Derek took one arm, and she took the other. “What are we going to do here tonight?”

  “We are going to start with a spanking.” Marcus’s eyes focused on her corset while he talked. It would have made Rachel proud.

  The thought of her best friend brought a tinge of sadness to Anna’s heart. Rachel remained in the care of the pack’s doctor in a near catatonic state. Yerel and Enon had been able to get some gruesome information out of her. The coyotes hadn’t harmed her physically, but they’d torn apart several humans in front of her. They’d forced her to help hurt a grown man to save a child, and it had broken her.

  Derek’s fingers against her skin brought her back to the present. His fingers pulled at the laces of the corset, and he worked them loose. Her breasts spilled free, and Marcus played with the tight buds of her nipples. “Beautiful,” he murmured.

  “Thank you, Sirs.” Anna stepped up to the spanking bench and settled onto it. It wasn’t uncomfortable like she thought it might be. It was quite the opposite, in fact. With padding in places, it was very comfortable. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a crowd building, and it turned her on even more.

  Marcus and Derek worked the soft rope around her wrists and ankles. They wrapped it around her body like they were wrapping a precious treasure. That is what she felt like with them—treasured. Marcus checked the tightness on one side of her body while Derek checked the other.

  Marcus rubbed her skin while murmuring how beautiful she was, then he raised his hand. A crack split the air, stinging her ass. Anna groaned in bliss as the pain morphed and sank into her skin.

  Derek’s harder hand smacked her next and Anna let out a whimper. Her blood heated as the sting from their slap went straight to her clit. She tugged on the ropes holding her, but they held her still.

  “Remember your safe word, little sub,” Marcus said.

  “Yes, I remember it, Master. I don’t want to use it, though.”

  Marcus ran his hands over her skin. “I didn’t suspect you did. I can read your body language well.”

  “You can?”

  “Yes. It hurts a little for you, but you like it.”

  Anna nodded. “Yes, Sir. I do like it.”

  Marcus slid his hand up her thigh and found her clit. His finger expertly stroked until she was panting with want.

  She heard a wrapper and looked over to see Derek pulling a butt plug out and tube of lube. She felt the cold gel for a moment before the burning pain of the plug stretching her tight muscles hit all while Marcus continued to stroke her pussy.

  She felt close, like her release was just out of reach when Derek’s hand slapped down on her ass. Anna cried out as pleasure and pain intermixed and she went over the edge into a blissful waterfall.

  She didn’t care who was there watching her or what they thought. Her two lycan Masters loved her and that was all that mattered.

  She felt the head of Derek’s cock stroke her soaked entrance a second before he plunged in. He took her fast and hard, and the plug moved just enough to hit nerves. Within moments, Anna was crying out in release and Derek’s shaft pulsed deep in her core.

  Derek stepped away and took the wipe Marcus offered. “Our little submissive likes a little bit of pain.”

  “She does. We will have fun exploring this with her, Derek.” Marcus unzipped his pants and pulled the plug out of her back entrance. Anna felt the cold lube against her rosebud, then Marcus paused. “How are you, Anna?”

  “I’m good, Master.”

  “You know what I want to do, don’t you?”

  “Yes, Master, you’re going to shove your cock up my ass.”

  Derek dropped to his knees. “Such naughty language. I love it!”

  Anna felt her heart warm knowing she’d pleased her Master. If talking dirty made them happy, she’d do it all the time. The cold lube made her shiver a bit, but soon it was replaced by the heat of Marcus stretching her as he pushed himself in.

  He kept working until he made his way into her, balls-deep. Anna gasped when he pulled out and stroked nerves she’d not felt before.

  “That’s it, Anna. I promised you I’d spend my life pleasing you.” Marcus’s voice sounded tight as he thrust back into her.

  “You’re doing an excellent job, Sir,” Anna said breathlessly.

  Marcus pushed back into her, and Derek’s hand found his way to her soaked pussy. He shoved a thick digit into her and found that bundle of nerves deep within her core and she went off.

  Marcus’s thrusts became more frantic and hard before he groaned. Anna felt another orgasm hit her as Marcus found release. The sound of such a powerful man being reduced to moaning because of her really did something for Anna.

  Quickly, they untied her and took her over to a couch. They wrapped her in a blanket while a waitress brought over some hot cocoa for her to sip.

  After Marcus and Derek settled her between them, Anna asked, “Are we coming here often?”

  Marcus looked at her. “I am guessing you liked our scene tonight?”

  “I did. I didn’t think I would like pain. I thought I would tolerate it to get what I want, but I liked the spanking almost as much as the sex…almost.”

  Anna watched a large man using a crop on a submissive woman while Marcus thought. “Yes, Anna, we can come here a lot, as duties allow us. Once a month perhaps.”

  “Once a month is good,” Anna said quickly.

  A month later, Rachel giggled at the television when the character on the sitcom show overdramatized the awful taste of his daughter’s cooking. Anna pai
d little attention to the television and concentrated on her dear friend. She was laughing again, finally.

  Rachel was staying with Logan’s grandmother, Emma, who had to be the kindest woman she ever met. Anna had thought she was human. She knew from her talks with Marcus and Derek that human women bonded and bore shifter children. Not every half-human, half-shifter could shift, but they could make babies. Then one night, Emma had shifted in the moonlight, and a silver and gray wolf stood where she had moments before, her clothing lying in tatters around the wolf as if razors had sliced them to ribbons. With a delighted howl, she ran off into the woods. “Well, that answers that question,” Anna said and turned back to Rachel.

  No one but Yerel and Enon could get her to open up about what she’d endured with the coyote pack, but the light in Rachel’s eyes seemed to be out for the moment. Now and then, she saw glimpses of her old friend, but then when one of the lycans walked into the room, she retreated.

  Marcus and Derek were both patrolling tonight. After the attacks on lycan families, they’d stepped up patrols of pack lands and everyone was jumpy at night.

  Rachel and Anna watched a movie while the werewolves ran around the forest to do their thing. After a few hours, she picked up her phone. Are you sure it’s for the best to let Rachel’s memories stay intact? she typed. Anna understood the pack’s need for caution and making sure no one told others about them. Her friend could keep a secret as well as anyone, but seeing her friend in so much pain was killing her.

  She heard the back door open, and Emma’s humming filled the kitchen, and Anna heard the cabinets opening and closing.

  Anna’s phone beeped with Marcus’s special ringtone. I wish we could remove them and it would be that easy, but the memories have to be fresh. Even if I could dull them, they’d still be there in Rachel’s head.

  Anna sighed and glanced at Rachel again. “Are you getting hungry?”

  Rachel shook her head. “No, but if you are, I am sure there is some food here.”

  Emma walked in with a tray of food. “Good idea, my dear,” Emma said with her usual good humor. She placed a turkey sandwich and a glass of milk next to Rachel. “Eat up, sweetie.”