Institute of Supernaturals: Savage Read online

  A golden glow was filling each of their outside hands, and I just stared in awe and shock.

  So this was what being part angel meant.

  Damien’s huge black wings reminded me of a crow, so sleek and tinged with blue.

  Whereas Leon’s were a white fluffy pair, not as large as his brother’s, and made me think of a dove.

  Whatever that energy was that they were wielding, it was strong enough to knock the wind from me and hurl me off my feet.

  ‘And that’s not even at full power,’ Leon said smugly. Little shit was getting overconfident.

  As if I could talk, I’d pretty much demanded this.

  I wonder if it could be turned into a dildo too?

  The thought was instantaneous, and Leon tensed before buckling over as odd little barks and snarls escaped him.

  His musical laughter inside my head was nothing like the dying sounds coming from the white winged werewolf before me.

  Even Damien was rumbling soft sounds as his chuckles filled my head.

  I couldn’t help how my mind worked. God.

  Sex was always number one on it.

  ‘I have to admit, I’ve never tried it,’ Leon said thoughtfully as his laughter died down and he managed to stand back up.

  ‘Our angel grace can be manifested into an energy, I’m not sure you want to be sticking that… up there,’ Damien said, his voice faltering at the end.

  My eyes dropped down to their private, furry areas that I’d spent most of the night trying not to look at. They both had their balls hanging low, fluffy and soft looking.

  I wonder if they felt as soft as they looked?

  ‘Do you get like this when you haven’t had sex for a few hours?’ Leon laughed.

  ‘Usually it’s just constant, but maybe it’s because sex wasn’t so readily available, I always preferred supes,’ I purred, my tails twitching and flicking around behind me with a mind of their own.

  ‘Kitsunes, they’re worse than a guy in puberty,’ Leon snickered.

  I quivered as one of my tails flicked up between my legs and brushed against my entrance, spurring it to heat.

  What the fuck was that? Why was my tail being a little dickhead? Hell, why were they all moving without me asking them to?

  ‘Cause you’re getting horny,’ Damien’s low voice caught my attention, and I flicked my eyes to him.

  I shook myself as I focused on the task at hand.

  Sex could come after.

  Time for a showdown, me and my awesome kitsuneness versus their angel werewolf hides.

  ‘Bring it, dickwads,’ I growled as I flicked my tail aside with one hand.

  Stupid little thing. It was like a horny little toy.

  ‘And to think we’re mated to her,’ Leon sighed.

  ‘Guess we need to get used to being insulted,’ Damien chuckled as his wings folded up neatly on his back.

  ‘At least we get regular sex,’ Leon pointed out.

  If my tails could do the job, that would make them unneeded. Could my tails do it?

  As if to answer, one of them brushed me again, the tip prodding me gently and making me shiver.

  ‘Only a kitsune would… tail herself?’ Damien said, hesitant about his word choices.

  ‘Our tails aren’t as long and flexible as a kitsune’s,’ Leon murmured, but he looked fascinated by the prospect.

  Hey, my finger never had the desired effect, but a tail was a whole new ballgame.

  Would I care about the fur?

  Hell, would it get stuck up there?

  And why was I getting more aroused the more I thought about it? Fuck, I had a weird mind.

  ‘You don’t say,’ Damien growled, drawing my attention back to the brothers.

  And their pink erections jutting out of their fur.

  Damn, it was just like a dog’s, just much bigger.

  ‘I don’t even want to know why you know what a dog’s penis looks like.’ Leon shook his head.

  A new idea was forming in my head, something fun and wicked.

  The two brothers growled as I projected the thought to them.

  They lurched forward, their golden energy filled hands raised as their wings stretched out behind them.

  I shot forward, my aura encasing me as I dropped to the floor and slid between them, my aura arm punching Leon in the gut and winding him as I used one of my tails to stroke Damien’s length as I continued bounding past.

  The snarl and moan combo that followed after me made my heart race.

  This was what sex games should be like.

  The winged werewolves hurled golden light magic at me, and I dodged the energy as it crackled towards me, everything slowing down as my senses went into overdrive. I felt like the Flash a bit with how quick I could move. The boys felt somewhat slow despite their angel grace.

  This whole kitsune thing was mega badass.

  I shot into the air, my muscles tensing and springing forth in my legs as I flew over them, my tails balancing me as I soared through the air.

  My aura arm latched onto Damien’s sleek black wing and tugged him downward, drawing a yelp from him as he fell to one knee.

  I was not going to go easy on them. If they wanted this, they needed to earn it.

  Golden eyes landed on me, and the twins both had hungry, horny looks in their eyes as my adrenaline-fueled arousal overdrive thickened the air.

  They both charged at me, and I struggled to dodge their deadly swipes of golden energy and claws, backflipping over Damien and sinking my teeth into his wing just above his shoulder. He shrieked as blood filled my mouth and the bones cracked under the force.

  I froze at the taste of blood.

  I’d never bitten anyone before, but it had just come so naturally.

  Damien’s clawed hand caught the back of my neck and yanked me over him, and I snarled as my aura arm slammed him hard in the chest.

  His claws dragged across my head as he was knocked back, and I could feel the trickle of blood over my ear as I flipped onto all fours and darted through Leon’s legs as he reached for me.

  I made sure to have one of my tails flick up and caress his balls as I did so.

  I chittered, a strange sound that caught me off guard.

  It reminded me of a video my brother had showed me on Facebook of a little fox playing with a dog.

  So I made fox sounds too, great.

  I’d never been allowed Facebook, forbidden by my father, and my brother had to delete it shortly after getting it.

  I gasped as a harsh golden energy ball struck me in the lower back, making me crumple to the ground.

  Those fuckers. Oh, God, that hurt like a bitch.

  Guess they were serious when they said they hadn’t gone full-power on me.

  I couldn’t even move as the strange heat flooded my lower back and crawled up my spine.

  I snarled, but I was incapacitated as Damien lifted me up in the air.

  I let out a deathly shriek as something thick and long rammed into my rear, driving into my ass with no warning.

  ‘That’s for fucking up my wing!’ Damien grunted as his dick sunk deep inside.

  Backdoor play was not something I could just leap into.

  I whimpered as the pain burned through me, and I could feel blood matting the fur around my back entrance.

  ‘Jesus, Damien, you hurt her!’ Leon snarled as he darted up to stand in front of us.

  Damien’s thick, furry arms were holding me up by my chest, those sleek black wings curved around us.

  I would’ve found it quite beautiful and breathtaking if my ass wasn’t screaming in agony.

  ‘Tristan said she likes pain,’ Damien stated, but his voice wavered. Had he really thought just ramming his dick into my ass was the same as the soft pain Tristan had brought me? Hell fucking no!

  ‘Leon, if you do not get your dick in me too, I don’t think I’ll be able to take this,’ I whimpered, unwilling to move due to the huge length inside me.

  He was s
o lucky I healed fast from supes, or I’d be more worried about needing a trip to the hospital for ass surgery.

  ‘Are you sure?’ Leon’s wolfish face furrowed in concern, his ears flattening as he looked at me carefully. Like that was going to make this pain any better.

  No. I needed pleasure to deal with this, and his still hard dick was a good way to find that.

  I flicked a tail around, trembling as it made my ass stretch even more over Damien’s dick, and stroked Leon’s member.

  He shuddered, growling softly as he stepped forward.

  There really was no resisting a kitsune when they wanted you.

  I sighed as his soft hands spread my legs, and he slid inside me. My walls had closed up a bit due to the unexpected rear entry, but with some maneuvering, he managed to sink right inside me.

  With him filling me up, my ass relaxed, and the pain subsided a little.

  I sagged between the two firm, furry bodies, my tails twitching as they splayed out to either side.

  ‘I’m sorry princess, sometimes the wolf can take more control,’ Damien murmured as he nuzzled my neck, his wet nose pushing into my fur and pressing against my skin.

  I guess I could understand a little. My kitsune state loved to fight and spar, and I’d gotten carried away when I’d bitten his wing. But swift ass entry was a little more than a reasonable retaliation.

  ‘You broke a bone in it,’ Damien muttered.

  A peek inside his head revealed the pain throbbing through his back and shoulders, a strange sensation since I didn’t know what having wings was like.

  ‘Sorry,’ I apologized. Okay, if I broke it, maybe ass penetration was just retaliation. I was more worried about internal damage to my body, but I was going on the fact my kitsune state was stronger than my human one, and different, since it only felt like he’d torn my ass rather than anything internal.

  I quivered as Leon thrust into me gently, unable to hold back now that he was buried in me. He nuzzled my shoulder, rubbing his snout and sides of his face against me.

  My tails flicked up to start stroking my two boys, and I clung to Damien’s arms around my ribcage as he held me up firmly but not too tightly.

  He gently eased out of me, slowly and carefully, but when he was just about to slide out, I forced myself back down onto him. He was surprised as he growled softly, a rumbling moan making his chest vibrate.

  ‘Don’t take it out,’ I murmured, sparks of pleasure and pain searing through me as Leon ground into me.

  ‘I don’t want to hurt you,’ Damien growled.

  ‘It doesn’t hurt anymore,’ I said, my voice pitching at the end as one of my tails flicked up to glide across my clit.

  Okay, maybe tails weren’t so bad then.

  Damien nipped my neck gently, holding it between his canines as he gently thrusted into me.

  The mismatched thrusting of the pair made my entrances swell and my body twitch and bounce between them.

  But having them both inside me was pure heaven.

  My hands moved, one to fondle Leon’s ear as he nuzzled the right side of my neck, and the other reached up to stroke Damien’s muzzle as he held my neck gently in his teeth.

  And despite the dominant act, his teeth so close to my carotid artery, I felt in no danger.

  He was my mate.

  They both were. And as my mind joined with theirs, I knew they’d do everything in their power to protect me and to keep me safe. That was our binding, our deep unifying bond we now shared.

  I gasped as the heavenly heat began to coil and build-up inside me, and I writhed in Damien’s grip as soft growls and chits escaped my mouth.

  Leon responded to this by quickening his pace, and Damien groaned as he joined in, sliding in and out a little faster and not as gentle.

  My tails thrashed around, sliding between their legs and stroking their balls, one of them slipping into the gap between Leon and I to tease my clit. The soft fur of my tail only added to the sensation, and I moaned and gasped, my tongue lolling out the side of my jaw as the climax neared inside me.

  I didn’t care if I looked like a drugged out dog with my tongue flopping out.

  This was going to be epic.

  Despite the chuckles and growls that sounded through my mind, their orgasms hit me only seconds after my own tore through me.

  Blinding light washed over me, my body spasming and convulsing between the two furry bodies that had sandwiched me between them.

  I howled, a strange, high-pitched sound as golden white waves rocked through me with indescribable orgasmic pleasure.

  Tingles wrecked havoc through me, and I lolled back against Damien as he nuzzled me, having now removed his teeth from my throat. I could feel the soft pain of a decent nip where his teeth had been, I guess his orgasm had caused him to nip me. Claiming me, I believed. A werewolf thing.

  Whatever. They were mine already. Apparently.

  I savored the contented bliss that swirled through me with a golden warmth, filling every fiber of my being.

  Minutes ticked by as we remained like this, all enjoying the high we were riding.

  Too bad that what goes up, must come down.

  ‘Fuck,’ Damien growled.

  ‘I forgot about that, I haven’t had sex in this state since I was a teen,’ Leon mumbled.

  ‘Forgot what?’ I asked lazily, but then it hit me as I struggled to move.

  Fuck was definitely the word needed here.

  28

  ‘Knotted? Are you serious?’ I snarled, my ears flattening as I glared at Leon before me, his dick still rammed up inside me.

  And stuck there, too.

  I could feel the bulbous end of his shaft, down near his balls area, locking us into place.

  How long would we be stuck like this?

  ‘Leon was stuck with Katrina for almost an hour or so,’ Damien noted.

  I just bristled. A whole fucking hour with their dicks stuck in me? What the fuck was I meant to do? Trapped between them like a sandwich. How about a game of fucking twister to add to it?!

  ‘You’re not the only one stuck,’ Leon grumbled.

  ‘You’re not the one with two dicks shoved inside you, one up your ass!’ I snapped, my bared teeth extremely close to his face.

  Sure, their contrasting wings shielding us was nice, but that did fuck all for this situation.

  My legs were going to sleep from being held up for so long already.

  ‘Fix this,’ I growled as I shifted, the bulbous ends of their dicks making any movement uncomfortable.

  Well this fucking backfired, now didn’t it?

  ‘Will it really be an hour? And who’s Katrina?’ I grumbled. If we were stuck here, then I might as well find out this story.

  ‘No one,’ Leon grumbled.

  ‘He thought she was his first love, a werewolf chick. She liked getting it on in werewolf state, sometimes even wolf too, so Leon here figured he’d give it a go. She never told him about the knotting, and he learned the hard way,’ Damien chuckled.

  I yelped as Leon whacked him around me, my two entrances pulling as their dicks tugged at me.

  ‘It didn’t last, she was nuts, wanted me to join her pack and take on the Alpha,’ Leon sighed.

  Huh, interesting. I’d never encountered a pack before. Just lone ‘wolves and sometimes a small group.

  ‘Most of the ‘wolves you would have hunted would have been rogues or loners, not following pack laws. Pack laws keep you safe and off the radar of hunters,’ Damien explained.

  That made sense.

  But back to our immediate problem.

  ‘It could be up to an hour, hopefully only half,’ Leon grumbled as he sagged against me in defeat.

  Ugh, perfect. Just how I wanted to spend my night.

  Maybe I could fall asleep like this? Ha! Yeah right.

  ‘I could get Tristan to bring in a game or something?’ Leon suggested.

  I just gave him a stupefied look. As if I wanted that little demon seei
ng this. He’d find it hilarious.

  ‘Someone mention me?’

  Motherfucker.

  Tristan’s voice pushed into my head, and then complete and utter hysterical laughter as he peered through our eyes.

  This telepathy thing was getting out of hand.

  ‘Got yourselves in a bit of a bind there, huh?’ he wheezed, and I could just picture him keeling over with tears streaming down his face.

  ‘Fuck off,’ I growled in sync with Damien.

  Tristan sniggered as he withdrew from our heads, and I relaxed with his presence gone.

  ‘How about ‘I spy’?’ Leon mused as he peered around the room.

  God, as if I didn’t already hate that game from the long car rides from hunts when I was a child. Not to mention this training room was rather vacant of anything interesting to spy.

  ‘We can just wait,’ Damien said sternly.

  Easy for him to say, he wasn’t being held up by two dicks.

  I groaned as the door shot open, and Tristan’s chuckles filled the room.

  Wesley’s dying laughter joined him, and the wings covering me moved to reveal the pair standing at the doorway, Wesley nearly crying as he stared at the three of us as Tristan just smirked and chuckled.

  And he was holding a box.

  Great.

  ‘Stop peeking!’ I growled as I nipped at Damien’s face.

  I held my little bench of scrabble letters close to my chest as I sat awkwardly on his lap with Leon in front of me.

  They were sitting almost on top of each other, facing each other with their legs tangled and me perched between them on their laps.

  Wesley was still stifling the odd chuckle as my clawed finger laid out my letters on the scrabble board.

  “Well, this is definitely something I’ll never forget,” Tristan snorted as he continued to stare at us.

  I just snarled at him.

  As if being stuck to both the boys was something I wanted right now.

  ‘This is so uncomfortable,’ Damien groaned as his tail flicked out, knocking Wesley’s bench of letters over as he cursed at my dark werewolf.

  Leon shuddered as another orgasm washed over him, making me growl softly as it rippled through me as well. Apparently being locked meant they’d both continue to have small orgasms until they’d shrunk down.