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crawled off, more replaced them. And on and on it went until Phillipa was exhausted by the releases that frequently shook her body. She was bent over one of the tall wooden boxes as the last wolf, the one who’d been sucking Wulf’s cock, thrust in and out of her pussy. She was covered in come and her own juices.
    Her body was almost numb from the pleasure and she gave a sigh of relief as the lone wolf pulled out of her at the last minute and shoved himself inside her anal passage, swelling to immense proportions as his seed filled her body. He slumped over her in exhaustion and she heard Wulf call out in a distant voice.
    “Enough,” he said. “She is mine now.”
    He gathered her up in his arms and carried her to her room, where he sat her in a tub filled with warm water that had been placed in front of the hearth. He scrubbed the evidence of the other wolves from her body and dried her tenderly before placing her in the middle of the bed.
    “You did me proud tonight, Phillipa. It is not a weak woman who can take all of my pack and survive. You are worthy to be the mother of my heir.”
    He kissed her softly, delving his tongue into her mouth, sucking at her lips and drinking in her sweetness. He kissed his way down her neck, nibbling her skin as he moved down to pay attention to her breasts. They plumped in his hands and he suckled at the tips that glistened like fresh raspberries.
    “So sweet, little one.”
    She whimpered as his mouth moved lower, his tongue swirling over the swell of her belly down to the bare folds that glistened with never ending desire. He laved her nether lips slowly, savoring her taste until her hips were jerking beneath his ministrations. He pushed his fingers inside her and curved his fingers upward, moving his tongue faster and faster against her swollen bud.
    “Please, Wulf. I can’t take any more.”
    Her body broke at the moment, the tremors of her climax starting deep within her womb and rolling outwards to the very tips of her fingers and toes.
    “You can always take more, little one,” he said, his breath whispering against her sensitive flesh.
    He crawled over her body until he was poised at her entrance. His hair hung down and tickled her neck, and even as she shook her head in denial, her legs opened to accept him. He pushed inside her in one smooth stroke. Her body was too exhausted to move against him, so she lay there as he pushed in and out of her.
    “Did you like seeing another man’s mouth on my cock,” he whispered in her ear. “Another man spilling his seed inside of me?”
    Phillipa moaned as the images she’d witnessed replayed through her mind.
    “Answer me,” he demanded.
    Sweat gathered on his brow as he began to move faster, and he repositioned their bodies so her legs were thrown over his shoulders and he could penetrate deeper. He pressed against her so she could almost touch her lips to her knees.
    “Yes,” she moaned. “I liked it.”
    “I liked watching my wolves take you as well. They will have free reign over your body from now on until you conceive.” His hips pistoned impossibly fast, his speed and ferocity something not quite human. “If they pass you on the stairs or in the gardens and wish to take you from behind, you’re to bend over and open yourself to them. Do you understand?”
    “Yesss,” Phillipa moaned as her pussy clenched around him at the thought of being taken anytime or anywhere.
    “Good girl,” he said, thrusting one last time before he began to swell and his hot seed filled her womb.
    Chapter Eleven:
     
    The Rescue
     
    The days since Jacob’s departure turned into months, and Phillipa had convinced herself that he had abandoned her completely. The other wolves no longer spoke of Jacob or his betrayal, though they still searched for him, she knew.
    Her life had changed since the night the wolves had claimed her as their own. She was rarely left alone, for the unmated males had been long without female touch or