Free Rescued by Her Wolves (Paranormal Werewolf Menage Steamy Romance) by Willow Wilde

don’t want to die…and I’ve seen such beautiful things today…”
     
    “Normally, yes. We would destroy you for daring to come anywhere near this sacred place.” Marcus paused, summing me up with his eyes. “But we know of the landslide that carried you down to the forest, and how the animals have coexisted beside you. You haven’t disturbed a single creature since coming to these woods, and they have offered you an immense respect. We, too, shall offer that grace to you,” he continued, “but only at a price.”
     
    “And what’s that?”
     
    “You will join our pack.
     
    “You’re going to make me one of you? A shifter?” I asked incredulously.
     
    “Of course, we can’t give you the gift. Our kind can only be born, not changed. However, were you to become our mate, willingly supply us with a litter of cubs to raise, you would become one with our life. We are the lords of this forest, and within our ranks you would see and experience incredible things available only to those close to nature. The choice is yours.”
     
    “You want me to mate you,” I repeated incredulously. “What happens if I refuse?”
     
    “We cannot allow you to spread word of this place to your kind,” Marcus explained matter-of-factly. “You are free to leave this grove, but you could never leave these woods alive. The scavengers would pick your bones clean before the sun rose once more.”
     
    I gulped immediately. The wildlife had been almost oblivious to me so far…but what happened if that changed?
     
    But their offer was…intriguing. I stared at these three incredible men as they stood bared in front of me, their every blaring perfection in plain sight. Each shifter was graced with broad shoulders and chiseled abs, stretching down to long cocks that dangled at the ready. With handsome, cut faces and piercing green eyes that gazed upon me, I felt myself melting under their scrutiny.
     
    “I don’t understand…why do you want me? There are way more attractive women out there…”
     
    “You are one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen,” Marcus explained to me. “Your body is thick and strong, capable of withstanding our…needs. We can be rough, and we need someone who can hold her own between us. With your frame, you can take it from all sides at once, carry on with us…satisfy us.”
     
    I felt my face reddening. I’d never been spoken to that way, not with such conviction. There had been times that I was with guys my age who were all talk, just desperate for a lay. Those were the only guys I had been able to fuck.
     
    But this group of shifters – they looked at me differently. Hungrily. What they wanted, they knew I could supply, and they knew I could take it. Whereas I had never been truly appreciated before, these werebears wanted it rough, and hot, and they wanted it with me. It helped that they were completely fucking stunning in the looks department…
     
    Even ignoring the threat that they had made, and their willingness to end my life right here and now, I would have done almost goddamn anything to fuck three handsome men like this. And here was the perfect opportunity, handed to me on a silver plate! It helped that they were some feral, so primal…it woke something deep in my loins, a burning passion that demanded fulfillment. Something deep inside me wanted out , and it knew that the best way was pinned between them…bared for them, broken down by them, shared like a chunk of meat.
     
    But I wasn’t just a chunk of meat to them, not really. The clear hunger in their eyes was tempered with something else. Respect. They seriously wanted me to stay with them, long after this little “initiation” of theirs.
     
    Rising up before them, I sauntered closer into the cool, collective gaze of their hungry eyes. “Well, if you’re going to mate me…there’s no better time than the present, is there, boys?”
     
    They surrounded me in an instant, but held off just before taking