Chapter 16
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Snowed In with a Bigfoot, a Yeti, & a Werewolf
by Honey Cummings
Her knees pressed against Boone’s side. He kissed and nibbled at her neck before working his way down. The smell was intoxicating, fruity and light as peaches filled the air all around. Boone’s hands were hot as they slid down the length of her body. She arched as his tongue ran across her world. Before she could moan, Tenzin’s lips locked with hers. The minty peach flavor made her shiver with arousal. Another hand coasted across her belly, lips sucking on her nipple. It was overwhelming and delightful. Her senses spilling over into salacious wants and sinful desires yet to come.
Boone retreated and Lucan was quick to continue what he had started. Unlike her gentle bigfoot, the feral hunger the werewolf licked her pussy sent her over her first edge. Blood hot, the cold air had gone ignored as snowflakes melted before reaching the tangled bodies. Wilma’s not sure when they had shifted, her body pushing against the tongues, lips, and hands that greeted her body. Her back against Tenzin’s yeti form gave her a means of bracing herself. Lucan hooked an arm under each knee and he pushed inside. Never had she been so slick so just let such a girthy cock enter with ease.
Inhaling swiftly, Wilma braced herself. Lucan pushed himself deep and hard against her. The growl that thundered from him and through her made her tighten around him.
“Oh moonshine,” he cooed as she locked gazes with his amber eyes. “Are you ready to receive my mark?”
Her heart raced. Body trembling at the thought. Again, she tightened as she imagined him at her neck, the sensation of knotting unfolding all over again, and then…
“Fuck,” Wilma breathed.
“Last chance for the safe word,” rumbled Tenzin from behind her. “There’s no undoing what we’re about to do, my snowflake.”
Another shiver of excitement waved through her. “I want this,” she reconfirmed.
Her words were a gunshot. Tenzin pulled her gaze up and kissed her deeply. Lucan grinded slowly and deep, nuzzling at her neck. It was much faster, more intense than the kitchen table. Moaning into Tenzin’s mouth, Lucan’s teeth nipped at her neck. It was agonizing, wondering when the moment he would lay his mark upon her flesh. Teeth testing, never breaking the flesh only to be replaced by the slow, silken lick of his tongue. Her body shook with the edge of an oncoming arousal. Boone groped her breast from between her and Lucan. She lost it.
Peaking, she arching and Lucan bit down. Teeth pushed into her skin, but instead of pain, she was greeted with elation. She came. Tight as her fingernails clawed down Lucan’s arms. A growl, more feral and darker than before rolled from him. She could feel the knotting, more aware of the strange sensation that only added to her pulsing orgasm. Tenzin kissed her forehead, kissed his mark.
“You ok?” Tenzin whispered down to her.
Eye shut tight, she whimpered and grinding against Lucan who moaned as he peaked. The heat of him filled her as his tongue ran itself over the wound he had created.
“Not everyone gets one of these,” Lucan murmured with mischief riding on his voice.
Wilma’s body buzzed and she wanted more. The touching, the voices, the growling, anything the three could provide her. Lucan wrapped his arms around her and pulled her with him. Her palms slapped against his chest as she found herself on top of him. Shifting, they were indeed knotted and he would be going nowhere until–
“My turn,” announced Tenzin as his cock pushed against where they met. “I’ll be the one to untangle you this time.”
Tenzin’s hand slid over her hip and down her front, a finger playing with her swollen clit. A gasp and moan escaped her. Eyes opened to meet the hazel green and brown gaze of Boone watching with the most jealous expression he had ever let her see. Reaching over Lucan, she pulled Boone closer, kissing him as Tenzin slid a little deeper. The sensation of two cocks sliding into her had haunted her thoughts, how Boone had done just that and left her wanting … more. To do it again. To wonder what else these three amazing monsters could do to her.
The erogenous play of Tenzin’s finger, the thrusting as Lucan’s knot lessened to allow another cock to enter her, and the way Boone tasted of peaches seemed surreal. She would have never agreed to such chaos back home. She bucked, hand gripping Boone’s hair as she tightened on the two men inside her. Moaning escaped Tenzin as he pushed against her, arms pulled her back into her as another sensation of heat filling her sent her shrieking.
By the time Wilma found her sense of self, she was on her knees. She could feel the hot cum drizzling down her thigh before familiar hands gripped her hips. Boone wasn’t gentle. Granted, he had warned her once before. He rammed her, hard and wild. He gripped her hair, making her arch back. She screamed. Raw and visceral as her eyes rolled back into her head. Tenzin’s cold lips wrapped around a nipple and she came undone again and again. By the time she could see straight, Boone had slowed.
Lucan’s eyes were locked on her. Goosebumps rolled over her skin. Her eyes crawled over him until her breath caught. He was touching himself. Stroking as he watched her get railed by Boone and groped by Tenzin. The excitement that filled her was new, unfamiliar, and … she wanted to watch him come. Come because someone else was fucking her where he had already peaked. Wilma licked her lips. She tightened on Boone and he grunted, pushing forward.
Boone’s hand was on her throat, pulling her away from Tenzin so he could whisper in her ear. “Does that excite you?”
Swallowing, she replied, “Y-yes.”
“Which part?” Boone’s cock throbbed inside her as he came to a stop. “Him watching you? Or you watching him?”
His hand tightened slightly on her throat when she didn’t answer immediately. “Him touching himself because you’re fucking me.”
Boone pushed into her deep. “Tell me, what do you want right now?”
Wilma’s face grew red. “Umm…” The vicarious visions filling her mind made her squeeze. “I mean…”
Tenzon kissed her before leaning his forehead against hers. “Nothing is off limits.” His fingers trailed between her breasts, down the center of her before he began to play with her. “What do you want, my snow queen?”
“I want to … watch him,” she choked on the words as she trembled at the thought. “I want to watch him come while he watches.”
“Oh, gladly, moonshine.” Lucan’s eyes glowed as he adjusted so she could see all of him.
“Then let’s not waste anymore time, hm?” Boone’s voice rumbled in her ear.
Tenzin leaned into her, his lips on her breasts, kissing her body. Her hands braced against his shoulders as she watched Lucan. Fingers sliding up and down the shaft. Boone’s hand at her throat kept her from looking elsewhere as he grinded against her. His panting breath washed hot and quick over her shoulder. The heat of bodies sandwiched around her only added to the erogenous acts unfolding before her. She wanted this, and was loving this.
Don’t stop. It’s not enough. Not yet!
“Where do you want it?” Boone asked.
Wilma’s brain broke. “Want what?”
Tenzin pulled away, chuckling.
“My mark,” scoffed Boone, slowing his thrusting.
“Oh!” Wilma covered her face. “I thought… Never mind.”
Boone laughed, the shake of it pushing through her where they were connected. “Did you think I was talking about my cock? It’s already in place.”
“It was that or his cum.” Wilma motioned to Lucan.
“Where do you want it, moonshine?” Lucan gave a wicked smirk. “I can give you a pearl necklace you’ll never for–”
“Lucan,” admonished Boone and Tenzin in unison.
Shaking her head, refocusing. “Your mark. Wherever. It’s not like humans can’t see it.”
Boone pushed her forward where she caught herself against Tenzin’s hardened planes. Tenzin kissed her deeply as Boone fucked her hard and fast. She arched, peaking again as she looked to Lucan. The redheaded werewolf moaned when their eyes met. Dropping her gaze she watched as he came just for her, just from watching her be pawed over by his comrades. Boone’s cock was thick and hard as she wailed in ecstasy. He spanked her left ass cheek so hard, she released a blood-curdling scream.
Something pulsed through her, through them. They all jolted as if struck by the same bolt of energy. Eyes wide, bouncing between each other to confirm they had all felt it.
Is that … magic?
Lucan’s ears and tail vanished. Tenzin faded dully into his human form as well and she could tell from behind so did Boone. They had done it. The fated bond had been completed on some level now that they had marked her. She reached back, her ass cheek hot and tender. Twisting she could see a glittering green tree at the center of the large handprint shaped welt.
“A … tree?” She looked to Boone who pulled out finally.
“So it’s true.” Tenzin shook his head, sucking on a cheek as if appalled. “You’re an elder. You fucking asshole. This whole time.” The anger in his expression as he looked to Boone. “You let me win that day. Why?”
Boone opened his mouth to say something but did a double take at Wilma. “What the actual fuck, Lucan!” Tenzin baulked as Boone grabbed the top of her head and turned so he could see her neck. “How the fuck…”
“Oh, oh no..” Tenzin was on his feet and grappling with Lucan before she could grasp the situation. “You motherfucker!”
Wilma cupped where Lucan had bit her, turning to Boone in alarm. “Did he leave a bad wound? A large mark? Is it going to leave a real mark permanently?” Her chest tightened as Boone dragged a hand over his face. “Boone, what happened? What went wrong?”
“Wrong is one way to put it,” he mumbled before meeting her gaze. “It appears you have been dubbed a queen under three clauses according to all the treaties B.O.O.T. manage.”
“I’m a what?” Wilma blinked the word queen bouncing and echoing through her.
Boone gently tugged her hand away from the mark. “You see, it's a gorgeous golden crescent moon mark. Not a flaw on the skin or sign he even bit you. I suppose that’s an alpha king for you.”
“Alpha what?” Wilma was faint as she watched Tenzin put Lucan in a chokehold.
“Are you serious!” Tenzin roared. “The lost alpha king! You! Fucking over fifty years missing and you decide your going to claim my queen as your queen!”
Lucan rasped, “He dubbed her a bigfoot queen.” He reached out in Boone and Wilma’s direction. “Help … please!”
“Wait? Whoa.” Wilma stood up holding her head. “How old are you all?”
“Now, ladybug.” Boone glanced all around, picking up the blanket and wrapping it around her body. “We can discuss this after we get out of here.”
That’s when the rush of her blood, the beating her heart, and the calming of her senses snapped into place. Cheering. Whistling, clapping, and stomping from all around them. The once empty lodge was filled. Dread filled Wilma. How long had they been embraced with an audience?
How the fuck did I not notice this many people?
All around, without anything between them and their raging audience then glass. She spun one way then the other. Everywhere a mixture of human and monster faces. Many holding up beers as they whistled. It was like having the whole damn VFW or Moose Lodge celebrating you having sex. In front of them. Drinks and nachoes to boot as if she were playing some kind of fucking sport game out here.
Is a rump on a stomp a monster sport?
Then the side door opened up and she recognized the tall, curvy girl screaming her name.
Is that… is that Mille?
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