Wild Wolf (Darkmore Penitentiary Book 4)

ONE WEEK LATER

The week since we had brought down Vard’s criminal organisation had passed in a flurry of chaos that I was still struggling to take in. Max had been good to his word, not only helping us cover every scrap of evidence about the grotesque science Vard had practiced, but also in solving the issue of our criminality. Tiberius had also decided to trust Sin based on his other son’s word and had released them from the bond which kept them together at all times.

It turned out that helping save the kingdom from one of the most wanted war criminals to have escaped the justice of the reigning monarchy came with a bag full of pardons, albeit that they were somewhat hushed up.

Officially, Roary couldn’t be pardoned because of the death bond he had struck all those years ago, but every record of his crimes including any photographic ID of him had been mysteriously deleted from all of the FIB databases.

Cain and Hastings had been ‘rescued’ and retired from their posts as guards at Darkmore without any further investigation, while the years added to Ethan’s after the mishap in Darkmore had been removed, meaning he was a free man.

For me and Sin, it was slightly different, both of us having been given a complete pardon under the claims that both of us had been secretly working for the FIB up to and including our incarceration at Darkmore. Every murder Sin had committed had indeed been carried out against Fae well deserving of their fates and my crimes weren’t all that easy to pin down in the first place.

All in all, we were free in the truest and fullest sense of the word and it was a fact that was only just beginning to sink in. Plunger had headed off, disappearing down a Mole hole one night without a goodbye. Soon after, I’d received a postcard with a Bear paw print on it and a photo of the mountains with the message ‘Your tunneller discovered his calling in our caves, hound. Sending well wishes.’ If Pudding could tolerate Plunger’s company then that was up to him, but I hoped to never to see his bare ass while he dug his way into a hole again.

I stepped into my bedroom in the Oscura stronghold, pausing on the threshold as I found all four of my men awaiting me there, their heads turning to me the moment I had appeared.

“What is it?” I asked, tension coiling through my limbs at the fierce looks I was receiving, my hackles raising in anticipation of some threat I was yet to comprehend. But that made no real sense. All threats against us had finally been vanquished and we were beyond the point of needing to jump at shadows.

“We’ve been having a little chat, wild girl,” Sin said in a low voice, moving away from his position beside the window, tugging his shirt off and tossing it aside as he prowled towards my bed where Ethan already perched.

“About?” I asked, my eyes slipping from him to Roary who was smirking at me from where he leaned against my wardrobe, to Cain who stood with his arms folded close to the place where Sin had been standing before he’d moved.

“Well, the way I see it, we have a problem,” Sin said, kicking his boots and socks off before jumping onto my bed and reclining against the pillow.

“Oh?” I stepped fully into the room, closing the door at my back and locking it for good measure because in this house there was always some nosey stronzo lurking close by.

“Yeah,” Sin sighed. “We’ve been back from saving the world a full week and each of us boys have only had our pocket sticks rocked two times each.”

“Pocket sticks?” I questioned and Roary snorted.

“Four times,” Cain said in a low tone which made Sin frown sharply, his arm swinging out to point at my Vampire in accusation.

“How did I miss that?” he barked.

“You were sleeping once and the other time I think you’d gone to pick grapes with the pups,” Cain shrugged, a cocky look on his face which was well enough deserved in light of the orgasms he’d gifted me during those stolen moments in his arms.

“Yeah, well, this is exactly the shit I’m referencing,” Sin said, his gaze flicking back to me. “There’s too much one cock action taking place for a pack this full of man meat.”

“Is that right?” I asked, a breath of laughter escaping me.

“It is. Which is why I’m gonna have to take the reins and start organising us as a unit. First things first – we gotta get our group antics in order. Which is why I want you on your knees in front of me wild girl, taking a cock in the ass and another in the cunt. I’ll look you in the eyes while you come all over them then we’ll see where to go from there until all the ingredients in this room are fully satisfied with the proceedings.”

“Is that so?” I purred, moving further into the room, my eyes slipping from Roary to Ethan, to Cain and then back to Sin. “And what if I have another idea in mind?”

Sin’s smile widened and he waved a hand at me in deference.

“Then by all means, proceed,” he said.

I grinned as I considered my options then strode for Ethan who still sat perched on the end of my bed, tugging my shirt over my head as I approached him.

Ethan grinned cockily, removing his own shirt before I could reach him and I removed my pants, socks and shoes before moving to straddle him in my underwear.

I kissed him deeply as his hands closed around my waist, a moan sliding from me as I languished in the taste of his tongue against mine.

His hands skimmed up my back, finding the clasp to my bra and undoing it with a flick of his thumb.

I rolled my hips, feeling the solid press of his cock through the fabric of his sweatpants and riding my clit over it as my arousal rose with every second.

I raised a hand, beckoning for Cain and my Vampire shot to me, moving to stand at my back, his fingers teasing my hair over one shoulder before his mouth moved to my neck.

“That’s it, big boy,” Sin purred as he watched us. “I know you’ve been desperate to work your way into one of these sandwiches, haven’t you?”

“Fuck off, Wilder,” Cain grunted, his hands sliding over my shoulders, taking hold of the straps of my bra and tugging them down my arms.

I rolled my shoulders to let him remove it, the small piece of fabric landing alongside all of Cain’s clothes as he took them off in a flash of movement.

He moved closer to me, the heat of his rigid cock driving against my spine and I bit down on Ethan’s lip as anticipation coiled through me.

I turned my head to take a kiss from Cain’s lips, Ethan’s mouth falling to my breast and sucking my nipple between his teeth.

I beckoned Roary closer to us as I leaned back, exposing more of my skin for him to claim and he shot to me too, his clothes left behind with the motion before he dropped to his knees beside me and sucked my other nipple into his mouth.

I moaned loudly as his fangs sank into the firm flesh of my breast, and Ethan pushed his hand into my panties, caressing my clit.

Cain kissed me harder then abandoned my lips, driving his fangs into my throat and taking more blood from me so that I grew lightheaded between the two of them.

I smirked at my Incubus who sat watching us with a predatory need in his dark eyes and finally beckoned him to us too.

Sin crawled across the bed to me, pressing up close behind Ethan and pushing onto his knees so that he could take a kiss from my swollen lips.

“You taste like the perfect sin, wild girl,” he murmured into my mouth.

“I think that title is yours,” I teased, feeling him smile against my lips.

I shifted my weight forward, driving Ethan down onto the bed beneath me and pushing Sin back until he knelt just beyond my Wolf’s head, his lips never once leaving mine.

I took hold of Cain’s hand and guided it to the side of my panties, encouraging him to tug them off and moaning as Ethan coupled the motion with the press of his fingers inside me.

Roary moved onto the bed at my side as I caught Ethan’s sweatpants, helping me to tug them off of him and releasing the solid length of his shaft beneath me.

I caught Ethan’s cock in my fist, knocked his hand aside then took him into me with a ragged moan which sin devoured as he kissed me harder.

Cain moved away from us in a flash but returned within moments, slicking his cock with lube and driving it between my ass cheeks with a strained curse.

I gasped as Ethan thrust into me harder, my spine arching as my hands fell to my Wolf’s chest and I broke my kiss with Sin.

Ethan stole my mouth for his own and Cain filled my ass with a long, slow thrust which had me gasping his name as every muscle in my body flexed and writhed at the promise of pleasure.

Cain started moving inside me and Ethan matched his rhythm while Roary caught hold of my chin and tugged to turn my mouth to him instead.

He kissed me deeply and I reached for him, taking his solid cock into my fist and working the bead of precum from his tip over the head of it before pumping him in time with the thrusts of Cain and Ethan’s dicks inside me.

Sin grunted with frustration, fisting my hair in his big fingers and tilting my head up so that I was looking at him where he knelt above Ethan.

I licked my lips as I dropped my eyes to his cock, knowing what he needed and smiling prettily for him as he shifted forward and pressed it to my lips.

I parted for him, Cain thrusting into me so hard that I was forced forward, a moan stifled by the thick shaft of Sin’s cock as I took him right to the back of my throat.

“That’s it,” Sin growled, his grip on my hair taking control of my motion. “Now we can stop going easy on her.”

I sucked in a breath as my four ruinous souls chuckled around me, hands gripping my flesh tighter, bodies moving closer and as one our movements became more rampant, almost violent.

They drove themselves into me with brutal need and I cried out as I came with a rush of bliss that didn’t come close to finishing them with me.

They fucked me harder, praising my name as I took them all at once, Roary’s mouth dropping to my throat, his fangs piercing my flesh again.

Cain cursed as he drove his cock into me harder, a flash of his speed vibrating through me as he closed in on his climax, the force of it driving my clit down against Ethan so hard that when he came, I went with him.

Sin laughed darkly, fucking my mouth while I sucked and flicked him with my tongue until with a ragged gasp, he came down my throat, the salty taste of his lust filling my mouth.

Ethan rolled us over as Sin withdrew, a dark chuckle escaping him as he took advantage of the lust haze I’d fallen into and bent me over the bed the way he so loved to do.

He slapped my ass as he drove me face-first into the sheets and I could only pant curses at him as he fucked me hard and deep until I was coming again, my pussy squeezing his cock tightly, forcing him to give in and finally fall with me.

We collapsed into a heap of sweaty, tangled limbs on the bed and Sin toyed with my hair while Cain knotted his fingers with mine.

“Not bad for a first rodeo,” Sin murmured thoughtfully. “Let’s give it a ten minute recovery period and then I’ll give you my notes for round two.”

I laughed, shaking my head in disbelief as my racing heart fought to settle and my pleasure-washed limbs fell entirely out of use, but if the press of hard bodies and harder cocks surrounding me were anything to go by, I knew that our night of debauchery had only just begun.