The Pack Girl's Retribution

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“Vanquish?” I wasn’t sure I understood what he was saying.

“I want everything to do with you. No holding anything back.” I stared down into his intent green eyes and could see the hard light there that told me he meant what he said.

He’ll be pursuing what my dream was about later.

He does always want to know everything. It was so breathtakingly intimate that I felt like I needed to look away.

When I did he caught my chin and angled my face back to look at him.

“Don’t do that.” He commanded.

I nodded obediently.

Racer was still moving inside me, and I blew a breath and began lurching backward to meet him. Bringing me down more fully on Vanquish as well.

He hissed an indrawn breath and thrust up to meet my movements.

Soon I was in rhythm with both of them.

And in moments I heard Racer shout. Catching my waist and yanking me back further onto him as he strained to get more deeply inside me.

Vanquish was moments behind him stroking me more roughly.

Hearing their pleasure was giving me goose bumps and feeling my body stretched as far as it could go, and the friction of their movements was making me wild.

Racer’s hands slid from my breasts and Vanquish’s quickly replaced them. Gripping them a bit roughly as he worked into me more aggressively. Pulling me down as he lifted up.

Racer panted as he couldn’t extract from me, and the sensations were still very intense. He caught my shoulders and held on.

My head fall back on his shoulder, and I screamed as I came. Clenching around them both as my body vibrated with sensation. Quaking as I forcefully came down on them. Riding the waves of my violent climax. I panted. Thrusting my breasts up into Vanquish’s hands.

Racer put a palm across my forehead and held me against his shoulder. His other hand circling my waist as we all calmed.

Sated for now. I climbed off both of them and they moaned in objection.

Racer slumped backward and I dropped next to Vanquish who rolled over to hold me to him.

He whispered one word to me, but I knew what it meant.


We heard rustling through the tall grass outside and we all caught the whiff of animal blood.


Hunter was back dragging a hog. Its throat was torn out. Blood stained the grass from the gash which still seeped.

We piled out the door to help him.

Each of them hoisting a leg to lift it and pack it inside where they’d cut it up and hang it in a corner to cure.

Over the last few days, they’d moved my meager things from my ramshackle hut to their large two level one. And they were trading through the camp to get me clothes that fit better and to have a few of the older mated females that could stitch make some clothes for me.

I was starting to feel like a real woman instead of a cowering creature.

But they had a way of making me feel I had nothing to hide.

Anyone who had something unpleasant to say to me had to deal with them.

The morning of declarations, two of the breeder females had become upset and soon tried to corner me to bite into me but before they could get a scathing word out.

Racer had swatted Aloira’s pointed finger out of my face and pointed back to her hut. “Move on. Your time is done.”

“Racer…” She whined.

The other girl behind her shifting uncomfortably. “Come back to us…”

“Not a chance. How dare you even think to threaten our mate. Get the piss back to your hut, wench.” His tone was the nastiest I’d ever heard it.

She whimpered and scuttled off.

I gave him a grateful look.

“You’re welcome.” He’d grunted gruffly and walked away, clearly still annoyed with them.

It was a nice day spent down at the creek with them. Splashing and playing in the water.

Hunter washed my hair with his usual tenderness.

Racer leisurely soaped my body with a bit of soap weed. Creating the slight film over my skin that had Vanquish near the trees shifting uncomfortably as he washed my porcelain body being caressed by the other two.

The early morning sun peered through the green leaves above us and cast flickering gold lights over the clear water. The reflection of a blue sky making parts of the water seem denser.

Hunter lifted my long hair and held it over his forearm.

Racer soaped up my collar and my neck beneath my hair.

I moaned at the sensation of their touch.

“Hurry up.” Vanquish barked. Shifting again.

“What’s wrong, Van?” I purred. Blinking slowly at him. “Do you want to join us?”

“I want to rip you out of that water and take you on the ground.” He growled at my teasing.

“So, why don’t you do it?” I challenged with a smirk. Quirking a blonde brow at him.

“Don’t tempt me…” He lurched off the tree and took a long step toward the creek as he met my gaze levelly.

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