Callie's Captors [Mountain Men(57)

She spoke in broken breaths. “Say it again.”

“Say what again?” Raine spanked her butt again. “Damn, it’s a rush to see your flesh ripple under my hand.”

“Call me the nickname you want.”

Blue shoved his cock inside her, then shoved into her again. “Ours.”

The word ours had never sounded so right.

Blue thrust into her time and time again as Raine slapped her thigh and pumped his cock past the constricting rings of her anal muscles. Blue, his eyes closed and his face set, gripped her leg hard and groaned a second before he released. He quivered, holding onto her, until at last, he groaned and fell away from her.

Raine followed him a moment later, shouting his release. The men slumped beside her as they all worked to bring their breathing back to normal.

“Callie, you’re more than we hoped for. Hell, I don’t think we even dared to dream for someone as wonderful as you. We love you.”

Blue and Pete echoed his words. “We love you.”

Blue slid his hand across her stomach to cup her breast. Pete, on the other side of her, played with a strand of her hair.

Surrounded by her men, Callie reveled in her new role as their mate, the one woman they wanted in their lives. She laughed, loving how fate had brought them together.

“You’re ours.”

Funny, how she loved hearing that word now.

Fondling her breast, Pete nibbled on her ear, then licked her shoulder and whispered his love for her in her ear. Raine traced circles around her other nipple as Blue moved to the end of the bed.

“Now that I’ve been pledged to you, don’t you think it’s about time you changed me?”

“Not until we hear you say you love us, too.” Raine flicked his tongue over her nipple.

Had she really not told them? “I love you. Raine, Blue, and Pete, I love you with everything I am.” She adopted an excited expression. “Now make me a werewolf. Or, maybe I should say, make me more of a werewolf.”

“Are you sure you’re ready?” Blue edged nearer.

“You bet I am.” She sat up, bringing them along with her as they crowded around her. “What do I have to do?”

They changed, the amber in their eyes flashing as their fangs slid over their lower lips. Raine took her hand and licked it, then gripped her chin, making her look at him. “The only thing you have to do is remember that we love you. That will get you through the pain and to the other side.”

Alarm threatened to take her, to make her change her mind, but she held fast, ready for whatever torture might lie ahead. “Do it.”

She screamed as three sets of fangs dug into her skin, one on each shoulder with Raine driving his teeth into her arm. Instinct took over and she fought against them, but they kept her as still as they could. She screamed again as the pain fired outward from each wound. Her body shook and her eyes rolled back in her head. Darkness took her as her scream turned into a whimper.



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The wind blew through Callie’s fur and into her open mouth as she raced along the ridge with her wolves. The world around her was amber-hued and her keen eyesight and sense of smell picked up sights and aromas she’d never known existed before she’d gone through the first transformation.

Hearing their paws pounding into the ground, she sped up, determined to make them earn the position at the head of the pack. She had no doubt they would, as they always did, trading the leader’s spot throughout the night. She led the pack for now, but that wouldn’t last long. Blue hated taking a position behind her.

She’d awakened after they’d bitten her to find the world a different place. The wolf she’d sensed inside her, yet had never recognized it for what it was, roared to life, ready to show her a world she could never have dreamed of. Her inner wolf had made the transition easier than it would’ve been if she’d been entirely human. Since that day, she’d changed many times and now she could do so as fast as her men could.

A nip on her butt sent her flying faster, almost stumbling over her feet as she tried to outpace them. Blue charged up to run beside her, his tongue lolling out of his mouth, his ears preened forward to catch any unusual sound. Raine and Pete joined her on the other side, their amber eyes glued on her. Her time to lead was at an end. At least for tonight.

Without warning, Raine threw his golden-furred body against hers, stopping their run. She spilled over him, both of them rolling a few feet before they finally came to a stop. She growled, flashing her teeth as she got back onto her feet.

Raine’s warning growl turned her around to find Blue and Pete, their bodies tense, their heads lowered. Just beyond them stood six of The Cursed. The creatures showed their fangs and jostled back and forth, but didn’t come any closer.