Page 92 of Seduced By the Werewolves

“Do you need a ride, miss?” He rolls his hips underneath me so I know exactly what kind of ride I’m in for. It’s much easier for his knot to fit inside me now, and his eyes roll back in his head as he buries it as deep as he can.

“Jesus, Tiff,” he groans, claws sprouting from his fingers as he grabs my ass. He always fills me with so much cum that we have to clean it off the seats with his shirt, and then I have the pleasure of watching him work without it.

Sometimes, they’ll even fuck me together at once—Jace buried in my pussy while Eli takes my ass, and I’ve never come so hard in my life.

We sleep most nights in Leon’s room, but as my body changes, sometimes I get much too hot curled up with a mix of men and big, hairy werewolves. One night I wake up sweating in the middle of the night, panting from a bad dream. I sneak quietly out of the room, slipping on a long shirtdress so I can get a breath of fresh air.

I love it out here, surrounded by starry sky and the scent of pine needles. I can’t help but feel like it’s where I was always meant to be.

“Hey, love.”

I smile to myself as I sense Leon approach me from behind. He runs a gentle hand down my side.

“Everything all right?” he asks, pulling me in under his arm as we both gaze up at the sky.

I lean into him, letting him take some of the weight off my feet. “Just feeling funny. Had a weird dream.”

“What did you dream about?”

“I was being chased, I think.” The memory is a little fuzzy, like all dreams are.

Leon looks down at me and raises an eyebrow. “You love getting chased.”

“Not by a T-Rex, though.”

His laugh is big and boisterous. He kisses the top of my head, pulling me in even closer. “No T-Rex will get you while I’m around,” he says. “Unless I’m the T-Rex.” His hand tightens around me, squeezing my ass.

Before I know it, I’m on my back in the grass, Leon as naked as he was when he came outside. He yanks off my clothing and tosses it away, then kisses downward from my mouth to my belly. There, he pauses, and gently rests his head on it.

“Hey, pup,” he says in a quiet, tender voice. “Can’t wait to meet you.” Then he covers my belly button with both hands. “Don’t watch what I’m about to do to your mom.”

Then he rises high above me, white fur erupting all across his body. He swells, bones creaking, eyes staying the same bright blue as he takes on his huge werewolf form. His pink cock is wet as it slides out of its sheath, hungry for me as it always is.

He works it slowly inside me, panting as he tries to control himself and take his time. But my body is hungry for him, too, so I snap my hips up into his big haunches, and he howls as he sinks deep inside me.

He fucks me under the bright night sky, chanting my name as his drool drips down onto my face. When I’ve come so hard that I’m seeing twice as many stars, he scoops me up into his lap, and holds me like that until I fall back asleep.

Epilogue

The doctors and nurses are mystified by the four men who all want to be in the room with me.

“Which of you is the father?” one of the nurses asks, blocking the door.

Eli, Leon, Quinn, and Jace all look at each other, perplexed by the question.

“All of us are?” offers Quinn.

In the end, only Leon is allowed in. If I’m going to be honest, it’s probably the worst day of my life, those sixteen hours I spend in labor.

But the next one, where our first pup comes into the world, is probably the best.

The guys timed it perfectly so they have a few weeks off from work. With my new method of bulk ordering and charging higher per-hour rates, we’ve scrimped and saved enough that it’s feasible, so we all get to bask at home with the new baby. Then we’ll go back to work, me in the office with the baby, and them alternating days working outside and days spent at home.

Watching Eli playing with her, Quinn looking over his shoulder, and Leon fixing the crib, I know she’s going to be the most spoiled kid who ever lived.

By the time May is two years old, she’s become a well-oiled machine of terror and destruction. Her dads love chasing her all over the den until one of them catches her and she squeals with joy as she’s thrown up into the air.

Jace sidles up behind me, winding one arm around my waist while Eli play-wrestles with her on the rug.

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