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  He took her mouth in a savage kiss, and she tasted herself on his lips. Her nipples rubbed against his chest and he groaned as she lowered herself slowly, so the tip of his cock barely entered inside of her.

  A low growl rumbled in his chest and he went rigid beneath her.

  “The others are coming back,” he said. “You must leave.”

  She kissed him again and slid from his body. “Will I see you again?”

  “We sleep in the daylight hours. I’ll find you if you go for a daily walk around the grounds just after noon.”

  “What about your sleep?” she asked.

  “If I can feel your body against mine, then it is worth the sacrifice. Now go.”

  Phillipa ran back to the barrel of water in the corner and grabbed some of the torn rags she’d seen in the corner earlier. She wet them and filled the ladle with water before running back to Jacob and washing her scent from his body and letting him rinse the taste of her from his mouth. He cock was erect once again, but he didn’t seem to be in near as much pain as when she’d first found him.

  She blew out the sconces and picked up her own candle before closing the door to the room behind her. The floor was cold beneath her bare feet as she went back down the stairs and her own room. She’d just closed the door behind her as the first howl of the returning pack rent the air.

  Chapter Eight:

  The Pack

  Phillipa lit the tapers scattered throughout her room, and then went to the washbasin. She rinsed her mouth and scrubbed her body so none of Jacob’s scent was left on her body. Chills wracked her body by the time she’d washed her hair, so she knelt by the fireplace and lit the tender that had already been laid out.

  She was kneeling on the animal skin rug, drying her hair, when the bedroom door opened and she sensed Wulf’s presence behind her. Her shoulders stiffened, but she didn’t turn to face him.

  “Did you miss me today, Phillipa?” he asked, his voice a low rumble that slithered across her skin, deeper than she remembered. “Did you miss my touch?”

  She shivered as his voice brought the terrible heat coursing back through her body, and she remembered the feel of him hard and hot inside of her. How he stretched her to the point of pain and how his seed brought the only true relief she’d had since she’d been marked.

  “Yes,” she finally whispered, closing her eyes. But when she did, it wasn’t Wulf’s face, or even Richard’s face she saw. It was Jacob’s.

  “I told you that if I gave you a reprieve from my touch that I would make you take me however I saw fit,” he said, drawing closer, so she could feel him standing just a few feet from her back. “Turn and look at me.”

  She turned her head and gasped at the sight that greeted her. He stood as he had the first time she saw him, when he was challenging Richard back in the clearing. He was more animal than man, standing on two legs, but the features of the wolf more prominent than those of his human self. And then she realized he wasn’t alone. The gray wolf stood at Wulf’s side in a similar form, and a third wolf this one chocolate brown stood at his other.

  “I see the fear in your eyes, little one,” Wulf said. “I thought never to see such an emotion coming from you. You’ve been very accepting of me and mine. And accommodating to my pleasures. Unusual for any human.”

  Phillipa was speechless as she watched the wolves before her devour her nakedness with their eyes. Their monstrous cocks were erect and terrifying, and she couldn’t imagine taking anything of that size inside her body, though her quim moistened further at the thought. Surely she was drugged or put under a spell. Her constant state of arousal wasn’t normal, especially considering the appearance of her lover.

  “The scent of your arousal does me proud, Phillipa,” Wulf said. “You are a rare creature. One who lets the pleasure of your body overrule your mind when the need arises.”

  Wulf’s body transformed before her eyes. His face changed and his muscles and bones realigned until he stood before her as a man. He was still large in size, larger than any of the men in her village by a good foot, but he at least looked human. The wolves at his side followed suit until they also stood as men. Their bodies were the perfect specimens of humanity muscles ridged and bulged across every surface of skin, and she wanted to touch them everywhere.

  “This is Lúc,” Wulf said, pointing to the one who’d been the gray wolf. “He is my second in command.”

  Lúc was the one who’d been with Jacob when she’d been kidnapped. But his eyes were not kind like Jacobs. They looked her over as if she were a piece of meat he was about to devour, and he growled low in his throat when he saw how her eyes strayed to his straining cock.

  “And this is Mattius,” he said, acknowledging the other man.

  Mattius’s skin matched his fur. He was dark like the night and his eyes were like melted chocolate. His hair was long like the others, but it hung down his back in tiny braids. His body was completely devoid of hair, unlike Wulf and Lúc.

  “Mattius is standing in as my Third,” Wulf said. “Jacob is normally guarding my other side, but he was in need of punishment.”

  Phillipa kept her face blank of emotion at the sound of Jacob’s name, and the three men walked toward her with purpose, cocks bobbing proudly in front of them as they stood before her.

  “You will please us all tonight, Phillipa. You are not ready to accept all three of us into your body. We will have to prepare you for that another day. But there is still much we can do. Kneel before me and take me into your mouth,” he commanded.

  Phillipa sat up on her knees so her mouth was even with Wulf’s cock. Even as she opened her mouth to take him, her arms were being lifted from each side until each hand was wrapped around a hard cock. It didn’t take her long to work up a rhythm that had them all groaning with pleasure.

  Wulf grabbed her head and she kept her lips and throat open as he fucked her mouth. She gripped Lúc and Mattius tightly and pumped them in time with Wulf’s thrusts.

  “Enough,” Wulf finally groaned as he pulled out of her mouth. “My seed will go in your womb, no matter how tempting your mouth is.”

  Phillipa ground her pussy against her heels and she whimpered as she was brought to her feet. Mattius pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply, his cock bobbing against her belly. She hooked her leg around his waist so she could ride against his shaft, hoping he would slip inside her and give her relief from the heat consuming her.

  Lúc pressed behind her so she was caught between the two of them. He cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples hard enough that she cried out in Mattius’™mouth. His cock probed at her wet folds and he bit down at the side of her neck, sending shudders through her primed body.

  “That’s enough,” Wulf called out. “Tie her to the bed.”

  She whimpered as they pulled away from her, feeling bereft at their absence, but then Mattius picked her up in his arms like a child and carried her to the bed. She’d not noticed the restraints anchored at each corner of the four posts before. She’d been much too tired to notice much of anything.

  He laid her at the edge of the bed, straddling her chest, as he clamped the fur lined manacles around her wrists. His cock was a temptation to her and she tried to reach it so she could take it inside her mouth. Her legs hung off the bed, and he moved off of her so he stood between her thighs.

  It wasn’t until he moved that she was able to get a full view of Lúc and Wulf. They kissed each other passionately, Wulf’s hands squeezing Lúc’s buttocks as they both ground their cocks against each other. Her pussy flooded at the sight of the two of them together and her breath came in gasping pants.

  “You like that?” Mattius asked her as he pushed her knees up so they were flat against the bed, almost by her chin.

  “Your pussy is dripping,” he said, running a finger through her slit until he’d collected the moisture to show her.

  He took a wooden rod that was no taller than her waist and placed it beneath the bend in
her knees, tying her to the rod with a length of rope so she couldn’t lower her knees.

  “Yes, I like it,” she said, shyly.

  She’d never seen two men together. Never even known it was possible. Lúc and Wulf had turned slightly and she gasped as she watched Lúc insert his finger inside Wulf’s forbidden passage.

  Her pussy was completely exposed to all of the wolves, and her view of Lúc and Wulf was blocked as Mattius crawled up her body until his dark cock rested between her lush breasts. He pushed them together and slid his cock between them until the tip touched her lips. She darted her tongue out and licked just as he pulled back.

  He kept up the thrusts at a steady pace, his black eyes boring into hers, until she felt movement between her thighs. Mattius put a pillow beneath her head so she was propped at an angle and scooted forward so she could take his cock easily in her mouth and see between his thighs to Wulf, whose cock was poised to enter her pussy.

  They thrust inside of her in tandem, a symphony in motion that filled her to bursting with pleasure. Cocks pistoned in and out of her in perfect accord until she felt Mattius swell within her mouth and release his seed down her throat.

  “Fuck,” he yelled, pushing against her throat until she thought she might gag, but she swallowed him down without losing a drop. He softened in her mouth and pulled out with a wet plop. He pulled the pillow from beneath her head and moved his position so her head rested in his lap.

  Mattius played with her breasts as she watched Wulf moving in and out of her. His head was thrown back in ecstasy and his eyes were partly closed. She looked down and saw Lúc kneeling behind Wulf, pleasuring his rear passage with his tongue.

  Wulf opened his eyes and caught her curious gaze. His eyes darkened with desire and were rimmed with red as if he were in his wolf form. He pulled her down further so her hips were tilted off the side of the bed, and the restraints around her wrists were pulled taut.

  Wulf leaned over her body and took her mouth in a savage kiss, his cock pounding into her with renewed vigor.

  “Mmm, I can taste his come on your lips, little one.”

  Phillipa moaned as he pushed deep inside her, hitting a spot that sent chills coursing through her body. He stayed still, pressing against the sensitive flesh until spots danced in front of her eyes, and her hips thrust helplessly against him.

  Mattius pinched her nipples hard as Wulf’s breathing grew slow and heavy. She watched in fascination as Lúc stood behind Wulf and slowly pushed inside of him.

  She could feel the weight of both men on top of her, and Lúc’s thrusts sent Wulf deeper inside of her, pressing against the spot that was making her scream with pleasure. Wulf’s eyes were glazed with lust and she leaned up and nipped at his lips, bringing him back to the moment. He stared deeply into her eyes before he lost all control and began thrusting in and out of her body with abandon. Lúc timed his thrusts with Wulf’s and before long they were moving as one.

  “Please, please,” Phillipa moaned against his lips. “I beg you.”

  She didn’t know if it was Mattius or Wulf who moved his hand between their bodies, but someone’s fingers flicked over the hidden nub between her folds and sent her flying over the edge into oblivion.

  Phillipa screamed her release and clamped around Wulf’s cock in a tight grasp. He threw his head back and howled as he began to shudder above her, his come shooting in hot blasts inside of her. Another howl rent the air as Lúc stiffened behind Wulf, and he pumped his seed inside of him.

  Phillipa’s eyes closed in drowsy bliss before Wulf pulled out of her.

  “Rest for a while, little one,” Wulf whispered in her ear. “We’re not finished with you yet.”

  Chapter Nine:

  A Secret Meeting

  Phillipa woke the next day surrounded by male bodies. Wulf was at her back and his hand was thrown over her stomach. Mattias was behind Wulf, his hand resting on her thigh, and Lúc was directly in front of her. Her leg was propped over his hip, his softened cock just at the juncture of her thighs dried come on her skin.

  She untangled herself from their grasp and watched as they moved closer to each other in sleep. Soft snores filled the air as she washed her face in the basin. They were dead to the world, and she slipped out the door easily and into the afternoon sun.

  She had no idea what time it was whether or not she’d missed the window of opportunity she had to meet Jacob. She looked at the sun, at least what there was of it, and decided it couldn’t be too long past noon. Gray clouds filled the sky, and the air was damp with rain. They were due for a bad storm before night fell.

  She hurried down the path to the pond, remembering when she got there to swallow another piece of root to keep her from getting with child. She hoped her mother’s advice was true, because if not, the potency of their lovemaking the night before had surely gotten her pregnant.

  Phillipa pulled up another plant, washed it, and swallowed it whole, before sinking her sore body into the cold water. She floated weightlessly, closing her eyes and letting her mind drift.

  The water lapped at her flesh and she imagined it was the gentle touch of fingers caressing her sensitive skin. The wind had picked up and small, rippling waves pushed against her body. She couldn’t remember having such a feeling of peace and solitude before.

  When she placed her feet to the pebbled floor of the pond, the sky had turned even darker and thunder rumbled in the distance. She moved to make her way to the shore, and she saw Jacob sitting behind a tall rush of grass at the bank’s edge. He was so still it was almost impossible to see him, his long hair blowing with the grass in the wind.

  “I wondered if you had forgotten about me,” he said softly, but his words carried far enough for her to hear.

  “I overslept,” she said, blushing as memories of the night before swamped her.

  He nodded with acceptance. “I imagine they used you hard. The blood lust triggers our other carnal needs.”

  He stood and held out his hand to help her from the water. Phillipa looked toward the path to the cottage and worried at her bottom lip. She didn’t wish for him to be punished more because of her.

  “Do not fear,” he said, squeezing her hand. “They are all still sleeping soundly. You used them hard as well, and they won’t wake until night falls.”

  He led her off the path, to a soft patch of grass beneath a grouping of large trees. A down quilt was spread on the grass and a platter of bread, meat and cheese was laid out.

  “Oh!” Phillipa exclaimed. “This looks wonderful. Thank you. I didn’t realize how hungry I was.”

  “It is sometimes difficult to remember to feed all of our needs when desire takes hold as it does.”

  He sat on the quilt and pulled her into his lap, tucking her neatly into his arms so that she felt protected for the first time since entering this strange world. Jacob fed her small bites and gave her sweet wine to quench her thirst. He’d kiss her after each drink, sipping the wine from her lips and sliding against her tongue with his own.

  “Is your punishment over?” she asked as his fingers rubbed in erotic circles just behind her knee.

  “Yes, though I don’t know if or when I’ll be reinstated back into my position of command.” He kissed her again and laid her back against the soft quilt. “I know you belong to my master,” he said. “But I cannot help but want you for my own. You didn’t have to ease my torture when you found me. Especially after what I’d done to you.”

  Phillipa laid her finger over his lips and shook her head. “You were in pain. I could not leave you without easing it. I look into your eyes and see something different than in those of the others. There is humanity and compassion inside you, where I believe it is lost among the others.”

  “I used to be human,” he said softly. “I was once a fierce warrior, and I had lands and a family before Wulf slaughtered them and recruited me for his own army.”

  His eyes filled with grief, and Phillipa cupped his cheek in her
palm, soothing his pain.

  “Can you be human again? Is there a way to escape this life?”

  “For what cause? I have nothing to go back to. My line is extinct. My lands surely confiscated by distant relations.”

  “Do you know why Wulf wanted me to sire his heir?” she asked as they lay entwined together.

  “Because your son will be a duke, passed through your mother’s people. And with the title, there will be land and power. If Wulf sires an heir on you, he will soon be in control of all of England. The king will be but a puppet. Wulf’s reach is long, and it won’t be long before he controls the world as we know it.”

  “Yes. I cannot let him get me with child,” she said. “I’ve taken the proper steps to ensure that conception doesn’t occur.”

  “He’ll kill you if you do not conceive, and search for another with the influence he needs.”

  Jacob hugged her closely and she could taste his fear in his kiss. He parted her thighs with his knees and lay on top of her. His cock was hard, but his touch was gentle as he brushed the hair from her face.

  “Not if I escape,” she insisted. “I must get word to my grandmother of what has happened to me. And I must sever my ties to Wulf. It is the only way.”

  He gasped at her words of treachery, but his eyes took on a thoughtful look. “He will have to die to set you free.”

  “I know. But if I am free from his grasp then I am free to be with you how I wish. You could have your life back.”

  He closed his eyes so she wouldn’t see the emotions that stormed his soul. He prodded against her entrance and felt the moisture from her desire. She pulled her knees up and wrapped her legs around his waist as he slowly sank into her heat. Their mating was slow, tempered by sweet kisses and soft sighs, and Phillipa felt the quickening deep inside her that signaled her imminent release.