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  Torolf nibbled along the side of her neck as his hands slid along her arms and moved to cup and knead her breasts, his fingers plucking and tormenting her sensitive nipples. When he relinquished her breasts and skated his hands down over her stomach, Faolan cast aside the invasion of her mouth and leaned down, holding the sides of her breasts with his hands, pressing them together so that he could tease first one and then the other with the hungry pull of his mouth and tongue.

  She had no idea when they had gotten undressed until she felt their swollen flesh against her instead of cloth covered groins. As she felt all three of them prodding her at once, probing, trying to mount her on their shafts, she was flooded with doubt and dismay. Faolan won the fight by hauling her up and impaling her on his turgid cock. Even as she let out a sharp scream of pleasure, entwining her legs about his waist, however, she felt Ulrich engage her from behind.

  Pain conflicted with pleasure for several seconds as he pounded into her, continued to compete for dominance for many moments as they both began to drive into her at a frantic pace, but it only seemed to increase the pleasure.

  She held on for all that she was worth, her legs wrapped tightly around Faolan's waist, her arms still holding on to Ulrich's neck behind her, but her body had already begun to shake, had already been on the precipice before they had succeeded in finding their rhythm. As they achieved it and began to strive for their own release, she came with such force that it wrenched harsh cries from her with every intense wave of pleasure that coursed through her, that sent her spiraling toward oblivion.

  She went completely slack even as first Faolan and then Ulrich and Torolf, his cock in his hand, uttered harsh groans and came. She would've been hard pressed to say who was doing the most shaking when they all leaned against one another in the wake of their release, having difficulty dragging air into their lungs. But there was no doubt in her mind that she was the closest to unconscious when they finally slipped their cocks from her body. When her feet touched the cabin floor, her body kept going, her muscles unable to stop its descent. Both Faolan and Ulrich made an attempt to catch her, but she was so slippery from their sweaty bodies having been pressed together that she slipped from their clutches, melting to the floor at their feet.

  Faolan gathered Sayuri in his arms and headed to the bedroom. Ulrich and Torolf started to follow. He turned to them and said, "If you want to stay the night, you'll be sleeping in the living room."

  Ulrich and Torolf looked disappointed.

  "Dibs on couch," Ulrich said suddenly.

  Torolf looked even more disgusted. He cursed under his breath and headed back to the living room with Ulrich, making a place for himself on the rug in front of the fireplace.

  * * * *

  Later that night, Sayuri was awoken by an ache that seemed to be spreading from the peak of her breast and lower, down to her pussy.

  She felt the soft caress of his lips moving over a nipple, and then she felt teeth rake across it, wrenching a groan from her as her nipple became taut beneath his touch.

  She whimpered as he latched on to the sensitive peak and tugged hard with his mouth. A throbbing started in her pussy, intensifying with each hard drag of his tongue, each sharp tease of his teeth. She began to moan as he moved down her belly.

  Heat seared her flesh in the wake of his kisses. Her blood boiled in her veins, rushed to her pussy, a thrumming pulse pounding in her core.

  Faolan cupped her breasts then released them, nuzzling the zenith of her thighs with his nose. His lips teased the top of one leg, nibbling the sensitive skin as he parted her legs with rough palms.

  He rubbed his face against her inner thigh, stubble scraping along her skin. She quivered at the contrast between the touch of his soft lips and the feel of his harsh stubble.

  Her breath caught in her throat as he began to explore her folds with one thick finger. He caressed her slit up and down, parting her lips like the petals of a flower, moving closer and closer to the opening of her pussy.

  "Say that you want me. Tell me that you want me to please you as no other man ever will."

  He slid his palms down her arms, down further still, teasing the sides of her breasts. He moved lower, along the sloping curve of her waist. Turning her onto her stomach, he trailed kisses down the length of her spine, causing her to shiver.

  He moved back away from her to caress her hips, skating his teeth along the top of one cheek of her ass as his fingers traced the bottom crease beneath it, bathing the smooth flesh with the pad of his tongue.

  She jerked in surprise at the wet heat of his tongue that cooled rapidly as he moved lower.

  His hands moved between her thighs, his thumbs rubbing the lips of her pussy.

  She shivered in pleasure at the unfamiliar sensation.

  "Part your legs for me," he commanded.

  "Why?" she asked a little breathlessly, trying to sit up.

  "Now," he growled.

  A hot flood of pussy juices saturated her cleft at his command, her sex clenching almost painfully at the rush. She leaned forward obediently, laying on her belly as he parted her legs and ran a finger up her wet slit. She grabbed handfuls of linen, bit the knuckles of her hand as he used his nose to nuzzle her nether lips, his hot breath fanning her pussy.

  The pleasurable torment was too much for her to bear. She thought surely that she would die from anticipation.

  As if having read her mind, he spoke. "I haven't even gotten started," he murmured, the words slightly muffled by her depths. His hot, moist tongue slid into her swollen folds, teasing the entrance to her pussy. He encased her thighs in his arms, rubbing the muscles there from the front as he painted a searing line of fire down to her clit that throbbed with need.

  She spread her thighs further apart as he knelt between them, tilting her hips to allow him better access to her pussy.

  He grunted his appreciation and probed deeper. The first touch of his rough tongue against her sensitive swollen nub made her pant for breath. He set a quick rhythm as he flicked his tongue back and forth across the lips of her pussy, sliding with ease in her juices. A wave of pleasure emanated from her core. She jerked against the tidal wave. Unable to control herself, she ground her pussy into his face.

  He sat back and substituted his fingers for his tongue, rubbing her clit between the stroking digits. He moved over her, cradled his hips against hers, his deft fingers still working her pussy in steady strokes.

  "Do you want me?" he asked, his voice husky with need. The head of his cock tormented her pussy lips, sliding back and forth across the entrance but never deeper.

  Unable to voice to her need, she nodded her acquiescence. The only thing she knew was that he was taking her to that precipice once more, and she ached to fall over the edge.

  He rubbed his turgid shaft up and down her slit, the head of his cock wet with her juices, bringing her to the brink of madness with thorough agony.

  "Say it, Sayuri. Say that you want me," he commanded. He halted above her swollen pussy lips, withdrawing his fingers and holding her by the hips.

  "I want you," she ground out through gritted teeth, her voice filled with pain, with need. At the moment, she wanted him more than anything she had ever wanted.

  At her confirmation, he visibly shuddered, went rigid as he immersed his hard cock deep inside of her with one stroke. She screamed as he filled her entirely, his feral growl intermingling with her voice.

  She had never experienced this angle of penetration and it pleasured her in a way she had never felt before. She bit her lip as he slowly pulled his cock out, wanting to scream for more, wanting to demand that he pump into her and never stop.

  His beast overrode all sense of control, and he withdrew only to sink inside her depths again, faster and faster, until his hips were slapping against her ass. He forced her hips down to meet each thrust, guiding her movement, slamming into her pussy over and over again.

  She reveled in pleasure as he ferociously pumped into her slick passa
ge. The beat of her heart deafened her, her nerves on fire with burning need. Her arms strained to support her upper body, and she arched her back as he bent closer to her, his fingers finding her soaking clit, rubbing it in a maddening circle. She screamed as her climax ripped through her with a quickness that took her breath away, her muscles quivering.

  His cock jerked when the walls of her sex began to spasm, and yet he continued to slam into her pussy, delving deeper each time, until he touched her womb. He pumped into her over and over again, forcing the shock waves of her orgasm to reach to greater heights and crash over her. She moaned low in her throat, ecstasy and pain combining until she couldn't take it anymore. She dug her nails into the bed beneath her, her climax consuming every fiber of her being.

  He howled as his cock pulsed one final, soul fracturing time, shuddering as his seed spilled into her.

  He collapsed against her, his breathing ragged against her neck, pressing delicate kisses along the curve. He pulled his cock out of her and moved beside her, holding her tightly against his length.

  She felt strangely bereft when his cock was gone. But she was in no frame of mind to analyze that.

  "You are mine now," he whispered against the shell of her ear, kissing her cheek tenderly.

  Sayuri was asleep in seconds, completely unaware of Faolan's internal struggle. He wanted her to want him for him, to know him completely. But if she knew what he was, she would leave.

  He lay beside her for hours, studying her, and he came to realize that when she left the lodge, she would take with her the very air that he breathed. He closed his eyes tight against the thought. He had feared few things in his life, yet more than anything he was afraid to see himself through her eyes. She would think that he was a beast, an animal. She would feel lied to, betrayed. How could he convince her that he hadn't, when he realized by not telling her what he was, letting her believe he was human, he had lied to her.

  He wanted to be with her, to hold her tight. He wanted to convince her to never leave him, to tell her what was in his heart, to tell her that she meant everything to him. How would he find the strength to let her go when she discovered the truth? He realized he didn't have the strength to. He wanted to tell her that she couldn't leave him. If she did, he wouldn't survive.

  Chapter Eight

  When the sun came up, Faolan, Ulrich, and Torolf left the cabin. They headed out into the woods to have a pack meeting.

  "You realize that we all got so carried away during the night that we all marked her and bred her, don't you?" Ulrich asked Faolan and Torolf.

  Faolan paced in the snow. His thoughts were turbulent. He was the alpha and should have been first to breed. Now he couldn't be sure if he got her pregnant because they had all slept with her. But, the question was, was she even in heat? If they got her pregnant, would she stay with them? It might be their only chance at keeping her.

  "We don't know that Sayuri is even in heat. I don't know how to tell with a human woman," Faolan admitted. "But, if she is pregnant, then we're in trouble with the rest of the our people."

  "You know good and damn well that our acceptance is already tenuous at best. We're tolerated more than accepted," Ulrich said bitterly.

  "Yes, we all realize that, but none of us want to become complete outcasts," Faolan said. "I feel torn about what we've done, but I'm beginning to feel like we might just as well do whatever we want to. We're never going to be completely accepted by our people anyway."

  "And we're never going to be completely accepted by Sayuri as long as she doesn't know the full truth about us," Torolf said.

  * * * *

  Sayuri woke up thoroughly screwed and dripping. Well, make baby had been on the top of her list. Yuk! As she looked down at herself, she couldn't help but think that she got what she came for, surely she had gotten enough samples.

  She stretched languorously on the soft mattress, satiated as a milk fed cat from the night before. But it wasn't long before she started thinking about Faolan, Ulrich, and Torolf, and her sense of peace and contentment disappeared in an instant. They had no idea that she had just been using them to get pregnant. They had no idea that that was her sole purpose in coming to the lodge. What she had done suddenly felt very wrong. They had feelings too. And worse, she had feelings for them. How could she have gotten herself into this mess? And not with just one man but three? Did they even feel anything for her, or had it all just been sex to them? She really couldn't tell.

  She could tell from the quiet of the cabin that they were all gone. It looked like none of them were the stay and snuggle types. Maybe that was the last time she was going to see them. She seriously hoped not. Now the thought of returning to work seemed like torture. How could she go back to her old life now that she had experienced life with them? How could she continue like nothing had ever happened when they had changed her perception about everything? It was simple. She couldn't. But, she didn't have a choice. They lived here, and she lived in the city. And, they most likely weren't interested in starting a family anyway. When they had sex, it felt like they were making love, but maybe all of that was just one-sided. Maybe all of that was just what she wanted to see and not how it really was, because she was so crazy about them.

  She got out of bed and headed for the shower. That was the first thing she needed to do. When she was done, she quickly got dressed. The men hadn't come back. She felt like an idiot. Of course they hadn't come back. For one, she wasn't that important, and for two, they had to get up early to go to work. She tried not to feel hurt by their quietly leaving. She needed to focus right now on what had to be done. And she was going to start by purchasing some pregnancy tests. She'd gotten enough semen from all of them to at least make one baby. The thought of getting the tests brightened her up considerably. She couldn't wait to use them.

  Throwing on her faux fur coat and heavy boots, she left her cabin and headed for the store in the main lodge. It was breakfast time so most of the other tourists were packed into the lodge dining hall to get something to eat. That was good for her. That meant that the store would be fairly empty. She walked up and down the isles of the store until she found the medical supplies section. It took her a minute, but she finally found what she was looking for. She was surprised to see that they had quite a few pregnancy tests. She thought about grabbing all of them, but decided to not be so selfish. She really only needed one or two packs. Getting more of them wouldn't change the results. So she grabbed a few and headed to the store counter to pay for them. On her way to the counter, she was so busy reading the back of the package, on when to take the test and how to determine pregnancy, that she wasn't looking where she was going and walked right into someone.

  "Oh. I'm sorry . . . ," she began, but the words faded on her lips as she looked up and saw Faolan. She quickly dropped her hands by her sides in an attempt to hide the pregnancy tests. "Good morning," she said, smiling, blushing slightly as she recalled why she was buying the tests.

  "Good morning," he said softly. Faolan saw what she had in her hands. He watched as she tried to cover up what she had. There was no denying it. She was buying pregnancy tests! He nearly had a heart attack right there, but somehow he managed to remain calm and collected in front of her. He simply smiled and kept walking, sipping his morning coffee as if he hadn't seen anything.

  As he walked away he heard her head to the counter and pay for the tests. He headed out of the lodge to go to work. But what he'd seen was eating him alive. He debated telling the others, but he thought better of it. He didn't know how they would handle such news. He decided that he would just have to sneak into her cabin and check the test results himself. If she took them and they were positive, then he would tell his pack mates. Until then, it was unnecessary to tell them. They would only stress out. They wouldn't be able to concentrate on work, just as he was unable to concentrate now that he'd seen it.

  An hour passed, but it felt like an eternity. The thought of the tests were burning in the back of Faolan's
mind as he tried to work. Finally, he couldn't stand it any longer. He had to go to her cabin to see what the results were. He was dying to know. He slipped away from Ulrich and Torolf. He was going to have to be quick so that they wouldn't notice him missing. Once he'd gotten out of site, he shifted into wolf form and headed to Sayuri's cabin. Outside, he sniffed the air, but he could tell that she wasn't inside. She had left, and it was the perfect opportunity to slip inside unnoticed.

  He heard the snow crunching not far behind him. He turned to see Ulrich and Torolf in wolf form just inside the tree line.

  What are you doing here? Faolan asked.

  We were just about to ask you the same thing. She's not in there. I saw her headed the other way. Ulrich said.

  I know she's not in here. That's exactly why I'm here. I need to check on something. Wait out here. Faolan said.

  He shifted into human form and went into the cabin. It didn't take him long to locate the tests. She had set them on the bathroom counter. Neither one of them had been opened.

  "Shit!" he said hotly under his breath. He'd come there for nothing. Now he was going to have to come back, and the suspense was going to kill him. He felt like waiting for her and forcing her to take them when she returned, but he thought better of it. That was no way to handle the situation. Besides, he didn't know if it would be a good thing for her to know that he had seen her buying the tests. But suddenly breeding with her didn't seem so impossible. The reality of his situation struck him hard. What if she was pregnant? She wasn't from here. She would want to go back home. But, he couldn't allow that, not when she was pregnant with his pup. But what would she say when she found out that he was wolfen? He knew exactly what she would do. She would run away in fear. He was completely fucked anyway he looked at it.