27. Valeria: Side effects

I was surrounded by warmth.
Something soft brushed my skin. I wanted to open my eyes but my lids were too heavy. The lingering pain was a reminder of what had happened. I had taken two marks instead of one because I had mated two men. Two wonderful mates who could’ve chosen anyone else but they decided to choose me.
“You’re not changing any more traditions according to your wish.”
“I am the Alpha,” he growled. “I decide what’s best for my pack and that includes my mate!”
“She’s not your mate!” My body jerked when he suddenly yelled. “She can never be your mate!”
There was a loud crash. Glass broke. I held my breath when growls echoed in my ears. Then suddenly there were screams—a woman crying and begging them to stops. I tried to hold onto consciousness but failed.
The last thing I heard was a pained whimper before everything fell silent.

***

“Do you think it’s going to work?”
“It has to work.”
Someone slowly lifted me. A second later I was placed on naked thighs and leaned back against a hard chest. I whimpered, trying to move away when hands brushed against my arms.
“Shh,” a voice whispered against my ear. “I’m sorry, doll. I know it hurts. We’ll make it better.”
My hands curled into fists. I needed something or someone to cling to. Hands gripped mine and entwined our fingers. I squeezed hard and cried out when something wet brushed down my arms. It felt like my skin was being ripped off. Lips brushed against my hair and cheeks. Soothing words were whispered against my ear.
“Are you ready?”
Ready for what? A body moved in front of me. A brief memory surfaced from being in the same position. I wanted to roll away from them but they held me firmly in place. Something wet brushed against my lips.
“Swallow, baby. Drink it all.”
Liquid dripped from my lips and down my chin. It took a lot of effort to part my lips and make my throat work. I swallowed the thick metallic-tasting liquid. It suddenly stopped but only for a few seconds before I was forced to drink more. More and more until it felt like my stomach was going to burst.
“Good girl.” A wet cloth wiped my lips.
The arm around my waist tightened and the body shifted. Cool sheets brushed my skin when I was maneuvered to lie on my side. My hair was brushed away from my neck before sharp teeth clammed down. I moaned and slipped into darkness again.

***

My body was on fire.
I squirmed beneath the sheets but it only made it worse. My breasts felt heavy, they ached. I moaned when my hard nipples brushed against the sheet. Pleasure shot through me straight down to my core. I pressed my thighs together and was shocked to find them sleek with desire. I needed something to relieve the pain. My hands slipped between my legs. I found the hard bud and stroked it until an orgasm washed through me. The ache slowly disappeared, but somehow I knew that it was going to start again. I raised my head and glanced around.
The room was medium-sized with a bathroom off to the left. A dark oak wardrobe was pushed against the wall directly across the bed. On top of it stood a silver bowl with a white cloth hanging over the rim. My eyes darted to the glass that stood next to it. The sudden thirstiness couldn’t be denied.
Throwing the sheet back, I slid to the edge of the bed and swung my legs over. My feet brushed against a thick soft carpet. Upon reaching the wardrobe, I instantly picked up the glass and pressed it to my lips. The water was refreshingly cold. I drank the whole glass before placing it back down. My eyes darted to the open door.
Where were they? There was a short hall that led into an open floor living room and kitchen. I hesitated before moving towards the kitchen. The smell of something cooking made my stomach grumble. I hadn’t realized how hungry I was until that moment.
When I stepped into the kitchen my eyes were immediately drawn to the man standing at the stove. I took in his lack of clothing before focusing on the way the muscles moved under the skin of his back. My mouth watered. I swallowed and moved closer. His whole body tensed when I pressed my hand against the dimple in his lower back. Before he could turn around, I leaned forward and pressed my lips against his skin. He growled.
“How are you feeling, little dove?”
“Hungry,” I croaked. “Aching.”
I moved my lips over his skin as I slipped my hands around his waist. Muscles clenched when my fingers traced his firm abs. He growled again but made no move to push me away or pull me closer.
“The food is almost done,” he muttered. “Why don’t you take a shower?”
I stepped closer and pressed my breasts against his back. I moaned. He muttered something under his breath that was too low for me to hear. My hands slipped lower to the band of his sweats. I hesitated only for a second before slipping my hand inside. Hard flesh brushed against my fingers. My stomach quivered when he groaned.
“Val.”
Wrapping my fingers around his length, I gripped him firmly before I started stroking him. Down until I brushed against his balls and then up to stroke the sensitive head.
His body started to shake. He was actually panting. I traced the rim of his dick once again, and that made him move. A small gasp fell from my lips when he spun around and grabbed my waist. My ass hit the cool surface a second later. I licked my lips when he growled at me.
Devon stepped back and turned to the stove. After turning off the knobs and placing the lids on the pots, he turned back towards me. He fell to his knees in front of me. Gripping my thighs, he spread my legs wide apart before diving in. I leaned back on my hands and tilted my hips up to his mouth. His tongue slipped inside my pussy, making me struggle to suck air into my lungs. His nose brushed against my clit with every movement he made.
All too soon he pulled away and straightened. Devon tugged the front of his pants down to free himself. He stepped between my legs and wrapped an arm around my waist. Our eyes locked as he slowly pushed into me. I moaned, reaching up to grip his shoulders. One of his hands slipped into my hair and tugged my face closer to his. His lips smashed on mine.
I had to pull away after a few seconds to suck air into my starved lungs. His lips slid down to my neck as his thrusts started to speed up. He fucked me hard and fast. My nails dug into his skin when he shifted his hips and hit that spot inside me. The sudden urge to bite had me pressing sloppy kisses up and down his neck. Devon growled. My muscles clenched around him. I parted my lips and bit down when the orgasm washed through me.
His body jerked against mine and for a second I was scared that I hurt him. He groaned loudly and slowed his movements as he started shooting semen inside me. Shudder racked my body. When the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth, I jerked back to stare down at the spot where I had bitten down. Small drops of blood rose to the surface.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered, glancing down at him.
He frowned at me. “For what?”
“I bit you.” I reached out and tentatively touched the bite. He didn’t even flinch.
“I liked it,” he muttered. “You can bite me anytime you want, baby.”
I leaned down and licked the blood before it could trail down his chest. His dick twitched inside me and slowly hardened again. I continued to lick at him, even after he picked me up and started carrying me back to the bedroom. His harsh breath brushed against my ear. Every step he took had our bodies rubbing together. He stopped at the edge of the bed and turned around to take a seat on it. When we were seated he used both hands to cup my cheeks and force my eyes to lock with his. His grey depths searched mine before trailing over my face and then down my body. I followed his gaze down to my arms and stared in amazement at the marks.
They were no longer an ugly red. It looked like they were carved into my skin until it became a part of me. I reached out to trace one of the tribal symbols at my wrist. “What does it mean?”
“It’s the name of our pack.” He pointed to it. “My name and David’s name.” His fingertips traced them. “And your title.”
“Are yours the same?”
“Yes,” he said softly. “We have your name instead.”
My eyes dropped to his lips as he spoke. Desire stirred, making heat was through me again. I could feel his dick pulsing from inside my sex. He was being affected just as much as I was. Was this the heat they were talking about? My stomach grumbled again, making his eyes drop towards it. Devon’s lips twitched.
"I should feed you before we do anything else.”
“I am hungry,” I admitted softly.
Concern suddenly filled his eyes. “How are you really feeling, Val?” He cupped my cheeks again. “Tell me honestly how you feel.”
“My skin feels tingly, I’m hungry too, but other than that I feel fine.”
I felt it when his muscles went lax beneath me. His breath fanned my neck when he buried his face there. I ran my hands through his hair as he hugged me tightly against his chest.
Something was missing, and I wasn’t just talking about David. Somewhere along the line things had changed. Something had happened that made him so scared.
I pulled back and pressed a kiss against his forehead. I had no idea how to comfort him, so I did the only thing I could think of to make him feel better. I wrapped my legs around his waist and started moving my hips. He shuddered and held me closer.
“Feel so good, baby,” he rasped against my skin.
I cried out when he starting thrusting upwards. Wrapping my lips around the bite mark, I sucked on it. He growled and then he suddenly flipped us around. His lips smashed on mine as his movement increased. Within a few seconds, we both cried out as we exploded. We lay panting on the bed after the high of the moment had faded. Our bodies were sleek with sweat. Devon groaned as he pushed himself up onto his elbows. I tried to clutch him when he pulled out of my body.
“Go shower,” he ordered softly. “I’ll finish dinner.”

***

Dinner was delicious. Steak served with rice and some creamy mushroom sauce. He even made a dessert which we haven’t eaten yet. We were about to head to the living room when the back door opened and David entered as naked as the day he was born. That entry set up another round of hot sex which ended up in the bedroom. I fell asleep after the last round. When I woke a few hours later darkness surrounded us. The only sound in the room was their breathing. It was eerily.
The arm around my waist shifted. I pressed my ass closer against the hard ridge pressed between my asscheeks. My stomach quivered. The never-ending ache between my legs was what woke me. The arm around my waist loosened until his hand rested against my lower stomach. I instantly parted my legs when it slipped lower. Fingers teased the lips of my sex, making me groan. The husky laugh against my ear made me shudder. A thick finger dipped inside me for a second.
“So wet, doll.” He pressed a kiss against the back of my neck. “Tell me what you want, doll.”
“You,” I breathed, “inside me. Please.”
He licked me. It made my skin tingle, and my muscles clench. His hand slipped from between my legs to grip my thigh. David guided my leg over his. He shifted on the bed and the next second he was slowly entering me. I moaned, clutching at his arm wrapped around my waist. The bed creaked when Devon moved closer. His lips latched onto one hard nipple. The sharp tugs of his mouth made me gasp in pleasure. I clutched at his hair and pushed his face lower. I wanted him licking me down between my legs.
“Faster,” I breathed.
Devon’s tongue licked my skin as he slipped lower and lower. But when he realized what I wanted he froze. He pressed against my hand but I didn’t budge. I needed his mouth on me there, but I also wanted to test a theory. I pushed against his head harder and let out a whimper. Devon muttered a curse before moving lower. David moved my leg higher to give him more access. I groaned when his movements suddenly slowed.
“Soon,” he whispered against my ear. “Let Devon have a little taste.”
My hips jerked forward when his lips closed around my clit. He sucked on it before using the tip of his tongue to flick it up and down. Pleasure shot straight through me. I pressed his head closer wishing that David would start moving again. Devon paused for a few seconds and then his tongue suddenly slipped lower to where David’s body was joined with mine.
David suddenly jerked behind me. His hips shot forward before stilling again. “He’s licking my cock,” he whispered against my ear.
A low moan slipped from my lips as I imagined it. Was Devon enjoying it just as much as David was? His hand slid up to squeeze my breasts. He rolled my nipples between his thumb and forefinger as he started thrusting his hips again. So damn slow, but Devon’s tongue made up for it. David’s big body behind mine started shaking. He pressed his mouth against my ear again.
“It feels so good when he licks me,” he whispered. “Look at him, baby. Watch him taste us.”
I glanced down. It was too dark to see him clearly, but there was nothing wrong with my imagination. What if I watched them kissing and tasting each other? What if I watched them like either one of them watched whoever was fucking me? Just thinking about it made the pressure in my lower stomach tighten.
“Feels so good.”
Devon latched onto my clit again. My back arched. I cried out when I came. David growled and fucked me faster. I tried to slam my legs close but he held them open. Devon didn’t let up on his sucking. It was too sensitive but he didn’t seem to care.
“Please,” I gasped.
David groaned loudly when he came. His thrust slowed but he never stopped moving until every last drop of himself was spilled inside me.