Free The Last Princess by Stacey Espino Page A

herself from the exquisite torture of her pussy while fully enjoying the
wolf's dick in her mouth. 
    Then she came.  The orgasm snuck up on her, surprising her
with its strength.  Her hips bucked and body lurched as wave after wave of
heady pleasure washed through her veins. She released Alexander for fear of
biting off his member when she was so far gone.
    Ulric climbed up from between her legs and lowered over her
body.  The roughness of his denim jeans teased her hypersensitive pussy. He
kissed her, offering her a taste of her own flavor. "You're ready for us
now, Delia."  She knew her eyes were glazed over as she could barely
focus.  The afterglow of her peak lingered on and on.
    He rolled her to her stomach.  Every nerve was hotwired and
responsive.  Each touch brought her dangerously close to a new orgasm. She
wasn't sure how much she could take, never having had the chance to explore her
limits. When she glanced up, Alexander was stroking his erection, pumping it
back and forth like a piston.  She was mesmerized by his size, the beauty of
his male form, and the intensity in his eyes as he watched her.
    "Ouch!"
    Ulric bit her right on the ass.  A play bite, but it still
hurt.  "Should I stop?" he teased.
    "Just behave," she said.
    "It's a full moon, princess.  We're both alphas on the
verge of shifting.  You're naked on my bed, filling the room with your pungent
scent."  Alexander laughed, still stroking himself. "We will most
certainly not be behaving tonight."
    She could feel the moisture seeping from between her legs.  Ulric
kissed her ass to make it better, trailing more kisses lower.  When he spread
her cheeks apart with his hands and kissed her puckered rosette, millions of
little sparks fired to life making her shudder.  She'd never realized so much
pleasure could be encased in such a small, forbidden area.
    Delia thought of Caleb alone at the hotel, maybe worrying if
he'd woken up.  Her heart cried out to him, wishing he were here.  The fox was
so different from these males, more emotionally attentive, gentler. This
experience tested all her boundaries.
    Ulric's tongue lapped at her nether hole, as he spread her
legs further apart.  Her breasts pressed against the bedspread, taunting her
pebbled nipples, increasing her needs.  She craved more attention.  She truly
must be a royal princess because she realized less than three males would never
do.  Without saying it aloud, she'd chosen of her own free will.  Delia would
bond with Caleb, Ulric and Alexander.  Perhaps having one royal suitor would
appease her mother, but it would still happen this way regardless.
    It was as if everything orchestrated as it had for a reason. 
All her years of lonely suffering led her back home, into the welcoming arms of
three delicious and worthy males. Although she had yet to get to know
Alexander, Ulric would never have allowed him to get close to her if he thought
negatively of the wolf.  She always knew she'd take at least one wolf if she
chose mates—her she-wolf demanded it.
    "I know you have a stockpile of toys, Alexander.  Pass me
the lube."
    Delia turned her neck around. "For what?"
    Ulric lapped at her ass cheek, flashing thick, white canines
at her when he grinned.  She gasped as the thrill of his dominant display sent
a thrill rushing through her womb. "For your cute little ass.  It will be
a snug fit for my cock, don't you think?"
    What was she doing?  She tried to remind herself that Carna
and Freya had been down this road long before her and lived it every day of
their lives.  Carna had four alpha males and Freya three. Surely Delia could
handle a little double and triple action.  She was the eldest and supposed to
be the most experienced.  But in matters of sex she knew very little, only what
she'd experienced with Caleb earlier in the night.
    Alexander handed Ulric a small white tube.  She heard a spurt
of liquid and then a cool jolt as he pressed a moist finger deep into her