chapter eight

I was not greeted with the cheery face of Hemming the next morning. Instead, there was a bowl of fruit and a note saying there was oatmeal he had made and juice in the fridge. Also, letting me know he didn’t want what he made me to go bad before I got to enjoy it. Which was sweet but still didn’t dull the disappointment I felt knowing he wasn’t there waiting for me.

“Liliana?” Ulf called out from outside.

Oh, the perfect distraction.

Ulf entered the house, having to duck his head because his large frame couldn’t clear the doorway. I hid my smile behind a mouthful of oatmeal. Ulf gave me a pointed look before heading towards the fridge, grabbing the jug of cool ice water, and chugging half of it. This time I couldn’t hide back my smile and giggle.

“Thirsty? I thought you were all wildman surviving off the fruit of the land,” I joked, crossing one ankle over the other and using my elbow to lean forward onto the table in his direction.

Ulf shot another look over his shoulder, then rolled his eyes. “I may be a beast, but the closest sign of fresh water is filtered water, and I am fucking thirsty.”

I giggled, pushing the remainder of the oatmeal away from my body and taking my arm closer. Ulf shuffled his feet back against the counter, getting more comfortable.

“If you’re up for it, I’d like to take you back to the clearing,” he said, his voice lacking the usual confidence like he was afraid I would say no. But why would I? I have nothing else to do today.
“I’m down for it.” The tension in his shoulders dropped, and his eyes shone a little bit brighter.
“It would be a little difficult for your human legs to get there sometime today, so I’ll carry you if that’s okay?”

I nodded my head yes. Honestly, I wanted nothing more than to be in his arms again, especially since he can pick me up like I weigh nothing, and that definitely gets me hot.

“Are you done eating? We can bring a snack for you for later when we get there, and we can stay there all day if you like.”

I nodded with a smile. I was glad he was here.

When we arrived, I took no time to run in the middle throwing myself into the soft grass that had Ulf letting out a wolf-like snort.

“I wanted to bring you here to ask you something important,” Ulf started, and I turned my head towards him before realizing my awkward position and sitting up on the grass to look at him properly.

When I was sitting up, he took a deep breath. “Hemming and I wanted to ask you if you would consider becoming our mate.”

“What?” I stuttered. “You mean like mate as a friend?” I could feel myself flushing trying to not even allow myself to think of the other definition.

“No, dear, our partner,” he said a little too quietly. “Our wife.”

I was too in shock to say anything so Ulf continued. “You don’t have to accept us or one of us if you would rather. But we are both very interested with being with you.”

“You both agreed to this?”

“Yes.” He licked his lips. “Before you, we comforted each other. We always thought we would share the same mate or give the other up if the other found happiness. If you’re willing, we would like to court you. If you say no, we will happily help you wherever you wanna go. Whether that’s here on this island, in our den, or elsewhere.” He paused to gather his thoughts before saying, “I know how you wound up here, and if you want the same fate, we will even help you with that.”

I could feel myself melt. The very fact that Ulf offered to respect my wishes no matter what they were, even to the extreme, made this a no-brainer.

“Of course, I will give you guys a chance.” I smiled while tilting my head to the side. “The both of you.”

The tension in his shoulders I had not even realized that he had dropped as he took a step forward and then paused.

“Please,” he choked. “Can I have you?”

I could feel the desire pool in my stomach. I managed to nod before he closed the distance.
Ulf grabbed the back of my head, pulling my hair back so my neck was submissively bared to him. He licked a stripe up my neck and then back down before nipping at the place my neck meets my collarbone.

“You know, your scent is strongest here.” His teeth grazed my skin again as he allowed his teeth to sink into my skin, just a hair away from penetrating it. “You smell so fucking good. Especially when your heart is pounding as hard as it is right now.” He groaned deeply.

“Hemming was right,” he said. “You taste so sweet. You are such a sweet girl.” His nose was cold against my skin. It was my only warning before his claws ripped my shirt open, exposing my upper half to him. I let the ruined garment fall from my shoulders onto the ground. “I saw you from the window that night, but nothing compares seeing you right in front of me and being able to touch you like this. Watching you fall apart for us is nothing compared to being allowed to make you fall apart myself. Thank you, sweet girl, for giving me this,” he said before running his tongue from the top of my breasts, circling my hardening nipple with the tip of the tongue.
I grip to the top of his shoulders, unsure where else to grab. He traveled a long black claw between my breasts before using his huge meaty hands to grip my hips, which was a feat in and of itself since I was not a skinny girl.

“Your hips…” he groaned, palming the flesh. “So soft, perfect for gripping.” I could feel the desire pulling between my legs, dampening my leggings. I knew they didn’t care, but it was still embarrassing that I was soaking garments while barely being touched. I don’t know what it was about these men, beings, whatever they are, but apparently, they just fucking do it for me. No wonder I could never come with my boyfriend or any male before them. I was just a fucking weirdo.

He used his claws to obliterate my pants, and I almost giggled.

Well, I guess I don’t have to worry about me soaking them now.

Ulf resumed his hold on my hips and pushed me up so that my pussy was in direct line with his snout, making me squeak at the sudden movement. He wasted no time and immediately buried his tongue in me in one fell swoop. Grasping onto the back of his head for dear life, I could feel him lapping at me from the inside.

“You are so fucking sweet. I could live between your thighs,” he managed to say, with only a little bit of his words being muffled by the fact his tongue was deep inside of me. I couldn’t help but grind myself against it. His tongue was so deep inside of me that I could swear it was kissing my cervix.

“That’s a good girl. Get yourself off on me. Let me feel you come in my mouth. I wanna feel it. I wanna taste it. I want to taste you.”

I don’t know what the obsession was with them eating me out, but I couldn’t help but feel blessed I was given not just one partner but two that felt this way.

“Please, what?” Ulf’s chuckle vibrated his mouth, which was touching almost every inch of my lower body, making me instantly cry out and grind harder against him, forgetting what he even asked until a few seconds after.

Oh. I must’ve been begging for something.

“I can’t give you what you want unless you tell me,” he said.

“I wanna come!” I said, not really knowing what I was originally begging for but knowing this was what I definitely wanted.

“Oh, sweet girl, you are going to come. I want you to come and watch you come hard. I won’t stop until you do so. And this won’t be the only time you’ll come around me today. Because baby girl, I want to fill you up. I want you to feel my knot. I wanna plug you up and fill you with my cum. I’ve been dreaming of doing this ever since I watched Hemming fill you up that first tonight. So come for me. Now!” he said as he moved his tongue faster, forcing me to grind harder against his teeth. I shattered around him while he held me as close as he could as I clenched around his tongue.

“So sweet, baby girl. So fucking sweet,” he said as he gave a kiss on my clit before he laid me on the grass at our feet. I clenched my thighs together to bring some pressure back to my clit. He smiled at me with a wolffish grin that seemed to feed his features just fine. His teeth reminded me of what I had just ground myself on. Desire pooled back into my stomach even though I just came explosively.

With a growl, he ripped my legs open, pushing them into my chest so I was completely exposed to him, which reflected the position he watched me in through the window that first night. Almost as if he wants to re-create it but with himself. My pussy throbbed in need, and a whimper broke free from the back of my throat.

“You don’t have to beg, sweet girl. I was already going to fuck you,” he said before entering me with his thick cock. If I thought Hemming’s was huge (outside of his cool resizing trick), Ulf’s was even better. I was glad he was holding up my hips as he entered me because there would be no way I could push myself up to meet his thrusts and stay in that position for very long.

He inched slowly inside me before resting his head against my cervix, grinding it just a tiny bit so we both knew how deep he was.

Gasping out, I frantically grasped the fur at his sides since I couldn’t grasp anything else.
“Ulf!” My voice was just as frantic as my grasping hands.

“You’re taking my cock so good, Liliana. I’m so deep inside of you. I’m going to train you to take my knot. Are you going to do that for me, pretty girl? Are you gonna take my knot?” His voice vibrated my entire being, but I couldn’t see his face. He was so so tall. The first thrust was cautious, like he was afraid to break me. But the second thrust had no such caution as it stuttered and then found the fastest rhythm I’ve ever been fucked by. I couldn’t move, and I couldn’t breathe. Ulf just absorbed my entire being.

He flipped me over so I was on all fours with my knees and hands sinking into the soft ground underneath us. Every growl that ripped through him became my entire world. I can feel it from inside my body, around me, and like it was through me. His heavy balls slapped my mound with each thrust, never missing my clit. It was overwhelming, and I couldn’t stop myself from coming again way too quickly. It was like they knew my body more than I did, and I couldn’t help but feel grateful that they did as I bit into my arm to try to ground myself.

I could feel something starting to catch at the beginning of my entrance as he pulled out of me with each thrust.

“Oh fuck!”

He was not kidding when he said he had a knot. I threw my ass back at him to try and impale myself even further on it. I wanted to feel him trapped inside of me as he came, filling me up.
“That’s it, Liliana! Fuck!” he said, thrusting harder, so hard it rocked my body forward. As he continued the brutal pace and power behind his thrusts, I was being forced forward no matter how much I threw myself back at him. I could feel myself climbing again, and I knew I wanted to come on his knot.

“In me! Fill me up!” I cried out. My thighs were shaking, and I knew I would come soon. I was desperate.

It seemed it was all he needed to hear because his knot was too big to leave my pussy, forcing his thrusts to become shallow and pant above me. A whine started in the back of his throat and became more intense as it rolled into a full howl, and I could feel him gush inside me. I was so close. I frantically moved my hand to find my clit to rub frenzied endless circles. My hips bounced back onto his still throbbing cock as I exploded around him, teasing more of his cum out as I contracted around his knot.

He sat back quickly with me still wrapped around him. He threw my legs over each of his thighs, so I was utterly exposed and used his fingertip, careful not to knick me with his claws, to rub my clit aggressively.

“One more. Please give me one more!” His growl vibrated my back as I tried to shut my legs, but he pushed his hips upward and used his forearms to hold me open.

“I can’t!” I sobbed. “I’m too sensitive!”

“Oh, Liliana… you seem to forget I could be stuck inside you for a long time. I won’t stop until it releases. I wanna feel you cum.”

I reached behind me to grasp his fur and threw my head back as I shattered again around him. I could feel his cock erupting again as he let out another growl.

“Good girl!” he ground out. His fingertip started to slow down, but just barely, like he was waiting for me to catch my breath before picking up his again.

“Again!”