Free Espino, Stacey - Surrounded by Wolves [Wolves of Climax 1] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever) by Stacey Espino

already convinced her to do things she’d never have considered before meeting them. She had three men in this bed, all aroused and focused on her. It was like being an adult-only princess, which was better than nothing. The fantasy still satisfied the little girl in her who longed for the undivided attention of warrior-like men with the stamina of a herd of bison. She half expected to wake up and find herself on that cold pallet on the floor in her own cabin, realizing she’d been having an erotic dream.
    “Pinch me,” she murmured, not realizing she’d said it aloud.
    “I can do better than that,” said Patrick. A moment later his big, rough hand came down on her ass cheek. Smack! That wasn’t what she’d expected or asked for, but it did confirm this was real. And the sting did crazy things to her clit, which was now heating up after that one strike. God help her, but she wanted more.
    She began to work Travis’s erection, desperate for friction and release. Evan knelt beside Travis and loosely held her around the waist as he indulged on her breasts. He alternated between both, licking, sucking, and nipping. Then Patrick’s slippery, cool dick pressed on her tight asshole, begging for entrance. Should she try again? Create new, better memories? She was too heavy with sexual yearning to resist.
    “Hold me,” she told Evan. He rose up so they were face-to-face. His eyes were sympathetic now, the same ones she remembered from her cabin. He kissed her lips.
    “Just push back against him. Don’t hold your breath.” She held him around the shoulders like a lifeline as Patrick forced an inch of his chubby, stiff cock inside her ass. He stopped before she could protest, giving her time to adjust.
    Travis rubbed soft circles against her clit as they all waited in suspended animation. These men were unreal. They’d been heavily engaged in sexual activities for a good hour, yet they still had the wits to go slow for her, thinking of her needs first. To see these men on the street, she’d never suspect them to be courteous lovers. They were crude and rough, but still chivalrous where it counted.
    “You’re okay with them now?” she asked Evan as they held each other cheek to cheek.
    “A moment of weakness. That’s what you do to me.” He kissed the tip of her nose.
    “He knows we’re a package deal, baby doll. Don’t forget that. If you take one of us, you get the whole pack—me, Patrick, Evan, Garret, and even Matthew if he ever turns up again. I hope you’ll get to meet him real soon.”
    She chuckled, but stopped herself. Patrick was entering her again. When she clenched, he smacked the side of her ass, making her pussy weep more. Another couple inches of smooth progression thanks to whatever salve he’d used. He stopped again, showing herculean control. “You expect me to take five of you at once?”
    “It’s our way,” said Evan. “I should have known better than to try to keep you for myself. I blame your sweet scent. It’s enchanting.”
    Was this a Climax thing or just the way these particular men lived? Was the selection of women that poor that five, irresistible-looking men had to share one female? It was unheard of, but perhaps she shouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth. Even during their intimacy she’d thought of Garret, his quiet strength, his smoldering black eyes, and the raw power he exuded. Now Travis was trying to tell her she could have the foreman, and the rest, too. But for how long? It sounded fun, but not permanent, so no sense getting her hopes too high.
    By the time Patrick thrust those final inches into her ass, the tightness had greatly diminished, the initial stab of pain long forgotten. She felt pleasantly full, very full, stuffed full of two oversized cocks—one in her cunt, the other in her ass. She’d done it, and it hadn’t destroyed her. In fact, Patrick’s intrusion was titillating, hitting new erogenous zones, making her crave more taboo pleasures. She