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  "This isn't about you, Alexander. I never asked for you to wait for me. Until today, I didn't even know your name."

  "Until today I didn't give a shit about the person my bride would be. Now, for the first time in a long time, I'm excited about what tomorrow brings. Your scent is calling to me, confirming we're the right match."

  She scoffed. "It's just my royal blood. You're no different than any unmated male."

  "Don't take me for a common wolf. I can control my needs, and I have for five long years."

  There was a loud whine and then an abrupt bang that shook the floors for a second. The power to the castle and grounds shut off. All lights and electronics were put to rest, leaving them with only the glow of the moon for illumination. "They've shut down the power. The Elites are on the hunt now."

  Her heartbeat increased. She'd never get past all those mercenaries now. Ulric was her only hope. "Please, take me to my mother before it's too late."

  "Her room is the most guarded. If you go in there you won't be coming out a free woman."

  She tried to struggle away from him, but he held her shoulders and gave her a little shake. "I won't have you living a life you despise, even if it means never seeing you again." He removed one hand and smoothed her hair back in a loving caress. "I became an Elite to be closer to you, but the same rigid rules that entrap you also keep me from taking what I want."

  Delia swallowed hard. "What is it you want?"

  He leaned down and kissed her, his mouth aggressive but tender at once. She accepted him, feeling as if she'd come home—in him. This was a kiss she'd dreamt about, a forbidden act between childhood friends, but they were both grown adults now. The energy of the night enriched her desire, her needs. She'd only just learned the pleasures of the flesh and already she craved more.

  Chapter Eight

  Ulric never wanted to let her go. Now that he had Delia in his grasp it was his ultimate wish fulfillment, and he couldn't give her up. He understood her plight now more than ever. The queen didn't want another bear shifter in the family, but he couldn't change the race he was born into. To be with her meant going against the rules, rebelling as Delia chose to do.

  His best friend, Alexander, had been patiently waiting for her. As cocky as he came across at times, Ulric knew him to be a good man. He was a shifter of honor, strong family ties, and duty. If he had to share Delia, he would choose his friend to join them. Ulric wasn't so naïve to believe he'd ever get the princess for himself, not when she was destined for a multiple mating. He'd resigned to the fact, and didn't desire her any less because of it.

  "I've dreamt of this day," he said against her lips. Her scent was so alive, surrounding them both in an erotic veil. "If you want to piss off your mother, there's no better way than allowing an unapproved suitor to take your body."

  "Tempting offer, bear. Only I'm immune to the charms and tactics of men." Her hands smoothed up his bare chest, squeezing the testing. She was playing games like when they were young, only now they were adult games.

  "She needs a wolf to tame her. Let me have a go at my future bride. After tonight she'll have no doubts where she belongs." Alexander was in their midst now, tucking Delia's hair behind her ear—hair as black as the shroud of night blanketing the palace. Her eyes were so green and dominant of her face, beckoning him closer.

  "Does her blood call to you as it does me?" asked Ulric, mesmerized by the little wolf.

  "More than I expected." The crazy shifter worked his way into the front of Delia's leather pants. He expected her to throttle the highly sexual wolf, but she let out a strangled groan and tossed her head back. "Tell me, princess. Have you saved yourself for me? Will I be the first cock in this lovely little pussy?"

  She shook her head. There was a slight sting when Ulric heard the truth, but he was far from innocent himself. He still wanted her.

  "Then we won't have to teach you anything, will we?" He prodded Alexander out of the way and scooped Delia up by the backs of her thighs. Once face to face they kissed again. It was so easy to get lost in her taste and the swirling energy of her lust. He laid her down on the neatly made bed. Alexander was anal about cleanliness after spending too many years being pampered in the palace. Ulric rented a shitty little bachelor apartment above a store in town—far from glamorous. He rarely spent time at home since he was on duty for so many hours per day.

  He unbuttoned her pants and tugged them down her hips. She wore whisper thin panties, and he couldn't help but bring his nose to her cunt to breath in her royal scent. For a moment he swore he smelled the vile odor of a fox shifter, but disregarded it. The smell from the intruder probably still lingered on him, or was he with Delia working as a team? The questions could wait, had to wait. One way or another the princess would be his. Even if he had to live off the grid as she did for most of her adult life, it would be worth it to finally have a mate he loved, the one he longed for these many years.

  She arched up into his face, forcing his fangs to the surface. Alexander was removing her shirt, revealing plump, beautiful breasts. The air reeked of sex, intoxicating. Ulric slipped off her panties and parted her legs. He'd been fantasizing about this for far too long. He delved into her pussy, hungrier than he'd ever been. She was already wet, her honey sweet-smelling, her labia swollen. He indulged himself, fucking her with his tongue before settling over her clit. The princess would soon learn what she was missing if she disregarded him as a mate.

  "Ulric," she cried out, music to his ears.

  "Hush, little wolf. Let him enjoy himself. I can just imagine how delectable you taste."

  He glanced up to see Alexander now stark naked. The crazy wolf. He sat on the edge of the bed beside her, pawing and suckling her bare tits. She writhed from their joint ministrations, moaned, and pleaded. Ulric wanted to bring her to the edge, the place where she'd drop all inhibitions and give in to the double-fucking he had planned for her.

  ****

  Delia was floating in that peaceful realm of exquisite pleasure, the calm before the storm. Ulric's skilled mouth had her entire body quivering, her pussy pulsing strong and demanding. Then it all stopped as she was transported into pre-orgasmic bliss. Sounds were muffled, the world went away. All she could focus on was the feel of Alexander's mouth over her sensitive nipples and Ulric's tongue practically vibrating over her swollen clit. She never expected to come to the castle and end up on her back, being explored by two eager males. What happened to her well laid plans to bring mayhem and destruction? She blamed the moon and her recent orgasm with Caleb for her wanton desire.

  "I'm burning," she cried out. It seemed all the heat in her body pulled in from her extremities and pooled deep in her cunt where Ulric's tongue couldn’t reach. She needed more, needed to feel the bear shifter filling her, settling the itch that drove her mad.

  "That's good, Delia. It means you're very close. Let Ulric finish eating your pussy. Any minute now and you'll be glad you waited." Alexander was so keen on sharing her. His confidence was a turn on. She'd expect a royal suitor to be spoiled and snotty, not damn gorgeous and friends with Ulric. Royal suitors usually thought themselves too good to befriend guards or commoners, but she could feel the connection between the two men. "If you need an outlet, I'm not adverse to you sucking my cock. Would you like that?"

  It's not something she was experienced in, but her inner she-wolf demanded it. She parted her lips and turned her head. Alexander was already stripped of all clothing, his body lean muscled, tanned, and delicious to look at. The moonlight cast shadows over every ridge of muscle and the outline of his prominent erection. He braced one knee on the mattress and held the base of his dick with a firm fist, directing it to her mouth.

  As soon as she latched on, she sighed. The vibration from the sound made the alpha wolf groan and thread his hand through her hair. "Suck it hard, princess. I've had blue balls for five years. You owe me this." She ignored his comment and suckled the thick meat, savoring the musky taste of his wolf. He must have
shifted recently—she could taste his feral essence. Without being told what to do she pressed the cock between her tongue and palate, sucked on the head, and then accepted the length when he fed it down her throat. It was difficult to concentrate on two tasks. She had to anchor 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 ass. Delia bit her lip not to squeal. She abhorred weakness in women even more than men. "You're tight. You've never taken a cock in your ass before, have you?"

  She shook her head, glad he knew the truth so he'd take it easy on her. If Caleb were here he'd be a patient and loving teacher. Of course, he was just as inexperienced in the bedroom as Delia, so she needed these wicked men to thrust her into their world. She only hoped she come out unscathed on the other side.

  Ulric eased his finger in and out, slow and steady. The tight hold her anus had on his digit assisted in ignited countless dormant nerves. He leaned over her back, his heat scorching her skin. She sighed, savoring the intimacy, the physical affection she lacked for so long. The bear snaked his hand between the mattress and her body, searching until he found her clit. Then the torment truly began. He finger fucked her ass while rubbing circles over her bundle of nerves at the front. When he added a second finger, he quickened his teasing on her clit. She felt his hot breath against her neck and shoulder as he groaned, a primitive sound. Somehow he enjoyed giving her pleasure as much as she did receiving it.

  Then he bit her. Not like before, not a playful nip, but a deep, penetrating love bite with his fangs. It burned, a new heat flushing her face, her body. She couldn’t contain the pressure so desperate for escape. "Ulric!"

  She detonated, her pressure releasing in a chorus of guttural moans as her ass clenched his fingers, her pussy spasmed, and a new connection was born. Ulric had marked her, making them as one for all time. It felt satisfying. Right.

  "Two orgasms before we even begin? You'll be dead to the world when we're through with you. Perhaps you'll be bed ridden for days," said Alexander.

  "Don't flatter yourself, wolf. I'm a big girl. I can take anything the two of you can dish out."

  "You should be more careful of what you say, little one." Ulric mounted her from behind and in moments she felt the same cool jolt, but this time it wasn't a finger to toy with her, but the head of a monster cock. It would never fit inside her. How could a male be so well endowed? She blamed it on his bear heritage.

  "You're in for a treat, princess. My friend has been blessed by the gods it seems." Alexander was nothing to laugh at so Ulric must be obscenely large, but she couldn't see from the position on her stomach.

  "Relax, Delia. I must get my cock inside you, even if it takes all night. You're mine now so your body needs to adjust to my size." She wanted to take him all, every inch. Just the thought of all that hard cock filling her made her juices flow again. She was so wet.

  He eased the head of his erection into her too tight ass. Even with the stretching he'd done with his fingers, it wasn't much use now. It burned as he forged his way deeper. She wanted to cry out, to tell him to stop, but refused to appear weak in front of these men.

  Alexander knelt by the bed so they were eye to eye. "Look at me," he said. She lifted just her eyes. "It's normal to feel pressure and discomfort for your first time. But I promise, once you've adjusted you'll be begging for more." He cupped her face and kissed her lips. This was another new kiss, different, but equally welcome.

  "Oh gods, you're too big, Ulric!"

  He must have had a couple inches embedded inside her when he froze. "Take all the time you need. I'll wait for you." She could hear his heavy breaths coming out as stifled growls. The big bad, bear shifting Royal Elite was taking his time with her, putting her needs ahead of his. She never thought she'd adjust to his thick girth, but after a couple minutes the burning diminished, and when she clenched down there was no discomfort, only need.

  Alexander kissed her lips, once. "Her eyes have never been this green, Ulric. I think she likes it. Good timing because I don't think my dick has ever been harder." He tilted her chin up with a finger. "Will you suckle me while Ulric primes your ass? It shouldn't take long before I join you both."

  What on earth did they have planned for her? She licked her lips in invitation, so he stood and aimed his deep red cock at her face again. As she wrapped he
r lips around the familiar length, Ulric thrust deeper and deeper into her ass until she was panting around the dick in her mouth. Once fully seated, all that cock stuffed in her ass, she thought she may gag from the fullness. She loved it. It felt dirty and forbidden, but oh so right.

  He grabbed her hips in a bruising grip. She had the suspicion he didn't know his own strength because he'd never intentionally hurt her. Then he rocked back and forth, thrusting slow and deep, building up her excitement. "She's very good with her mouth. You'll have to try later," said Alexander, guided her head over his cock.

  "Her tight little ass won't let me hold on long. If you're going to join us, you best do it now," said Ulric, his voice deep and gravely.

  "She's my betrothed. It's only fitting I fill her with my seed."

  Both men withdrew from her body and shifted her to the centre of the bed. She was lost in a daze, an erotic slumber where she didn't have the energy to do anything but experience what they offered. Saying no was not an option.

  Alexander laid on the bed, his virile cock jutting up from the dark thatch of hair at his groin. "Sit on my dick, little wolf. Impale yourself all the way to the hilt." As if a robot acting on command, she straddled his lap and sunk into relief. She sighed, loving the feel of having her pussy filled once again. It reminded her of Caleb and felt so fucking good. Alexander didn't wait. His jaw was hard set, his eyes lethal. He was no longer a man but a shifter barely holding onto control. Her she-wolf howled within her as she began to ride his cock, up and down, harder and faster.

  "Lean forward, Delia. I'm joining the both of you." Ulric used a palm to force her against the other man's chest as he positioned himself behind her. This time she received no complimentary adjustment period. He found his mark and fucked her hard, filling her ass full of cock. The additional penis fought for space with the other one, only a thin membrane separating them. The fullness was unreal. Every minute movement sent her nerves racing. She drifted. There were hands touching her, lips kissing her, and hard male bodies making love to her. It was impossible to focus on one flame of sensation when her body was afire.