"Then Hunter," I looked to him. Letting the blanket slide from over my body to the floor. "Take me."
Me saying it made all three men shift in hunger. Growling ferociously like the ravenous predators they were.
I took his hand and led him to the bed.
He followed me like a dutiful pup.
I glanced out the window and realized that at some point, evening had begun to descend.
The sway of the Mating Moon is only going to get stronger.
I remembered all the things old Marta had told me, about how the males could become overzealous and bleed out their desired mate. Or seriously injure her during the mating process.
I don’t want to be one of those.
I looked to Hunter, chewing the inside of my lip but feeling hopeful.
He’s usually the gentlest. I feared how much it would hurt now that I was sore from Vanquish's ministrations.
I laid down and pulled him over me.
"Don't hurt me." I urged. Settling my shoulders onto the bed. Trying to force myself to relax and my body not to fight him as it had Vanquish's.
Vanquish knelt near the head of my bed. I saw his brown, slim-fingered hand in my peripheral. Opening in an offer of comfort.
I reluctantly set my hand in his. He caressed my hair back from my face.
Racer leaned against the wall a distance away. His expression was nearly violent as he watched Hunter settling between my legs, with blatant jealousy.
He caressed a hand along my neck, collar and down over my breast and flat belly. Pressing my hip to hold me still.
"Don't move, Vanna Rae. I've no wish to cause you pain. I'd have you enjoy me as much as I plan to enjoy you!"
He prodded near my entrance and then eased into me.
I hissed against the pain. Squeezing Vanquish's hand to stem the vibrating anguish swelling from my core.
Hunter swelled within me. Straining me. I gasped and stretched my neck against the pain.
Hunter was stroking me inside. Lifting my hips to pull me down onto him. He made a rumbling sound that imitated, very closely, a cat's purr.
In moments he was moaning as he thrust his hips up into me. Filling me with his hot fluid.
Then letting me drop. Following me over to lay his forehead on my breast. "That was nice Vanna Rae. Thank you."
Racer was so impatient, he nearly shoved Hunter aside to climb atop me.
In moments he was inside me. But as I'd suspected, he was barely leashed.
Always a bit wild and full of energy he pounded into me. Pumping wildly.
I whined and Hunter held my other hand. Growling warningly at Racer.
So did Vanquish.
He paused. Looking from one to the other then down at my grimace.
He started again. Slower. Shortening the strokes and trying to go easier. It seemed like he could go on forever. Panting in pleasure as he worked more and more deeply into me.
But his Mating Moon fervor took over.
Surging harder, he growled. Pausing to pull me up. Making me straddle his lap while I balanced on my knees. His hand sweeping my lower back.
"That's getting me all wound up again." Hunter murmured from behind. Watching me mounted on Racer's cock.
I heard Vanquish rumble in agreement.
Racer held my stomach against his with the pressure at my lower back.
My own body weight worked against me to hold me in place, while he thrust up into me.
His other hand stroked my jaw and fingered my lower lip. "I'm going to come in you, Vanna Rae. I'm going to seed in you. And I'm going to mark you while you take it."
I bit my lip and my brow knitted in worry.
I felt a callused hand land on my shoulder.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" Vanquish was asking. "To be all of ours by possession?"
Hunter, still not liking the sound of that, corrected. "Bound by desire. To all three of us."
"And to bear a pack pup from us?" Vanquish added. Eyes glowing feral yellow.
I knew what that meant. His beast wants to know as much as the man does.
And his wolf was already perilously close to the surface.
Ready to emerge any moment.