Fated To The Lycan Brothers
Chapter 117

Wesley

Wolfe

I'm at the phone shop trying to get a new one when an unfamiliar voice purrs right next to me. When I turned, it was... it was... Ah, fu c k it, I can't seem to rack my brain to remember her name, but she was one of the girls in the neighboring all-female school. She licked her lips as her eyes looked me up and down and usually, something like this would already have me dragging her to either my car or the closest private space I could replace, but right now, all I can think about is shoving her out of the way so I can get a move on with my day. But that was many, many, dark months ago and my 'usually' has turned into wishing I could kick every girl other than Suri out of my sight because I had no time for any of them.

"I knew it was you when I came in. I'd know that tight a*s from a mile away." She exclaimed and I felt her hand about to touch me, but I easily caught it.

I raised my brow at her, unamused, before flicking her arm away. "Don't touch me."

The expression on her face turned from flirtatious to displeased. "What the hell, Wes?" She crossed her arms and glared at me.

I almost laugh at her face because she looks fucking ridiculous trying to act tough, but all she looks like to me is a fucking child, not a single ounce of the integrity or backbone of Suri. Not one goddamn bit.

I don't bother saying anything to her. I just turned around and focused on paying for the new phone, which is by the way the reason I am getting is because no matter how many times I block a girl's number, another one texts me again and I am so sick of it. To this day, it boggles me how much I had the energy to communicate and flirt with all of these girls back then. What the hell was I thinking?

Oh, right. I wasn't.

The only thing in my head was trying to get the things in my head to shut up. Every morning waking up telling me I would never be worth anything. I used different girls to forget it. With their screams and their moans, I drowned it all one by one. But it was never enough.

I always looked for more, and I found myself getting worse each day and I knew if I had kept going, I would be nothing. I would just be an empty vessel waking up and waiting for the sun to set over and over again.

That was when she came, when my Suri showed up at our house, and I knew then that she was the only one I had been waiting for all along .Always visit Ebookex.com for more novels and updates

Well, I didn't know it exactly because I still tried to push her away, but god, that resistance was definitely futile. I must have been a fucking moron to think I could resist her because Jesus H. Christ, she was as blinding as the fucking sun and I was Icarus. I knew I would love her unconditionally, be with her every single day as certain as the rising sun, even if it meant my own downfall.

"Are you listening to me?!" The unpleasant shrieking pulled me out of my thoughts and I hadn't realized she was still there.

God, what a pain in the a*s. Might as well get this over with so her big mouth can spread it to every girl she knows, and then so on and so forth.

I turned around, boredness on my face right before I spoke to her.

"Look here-" I blinked, trying to remember her name, but nothing was coming. "Whatever your name is, I don't give a fuck if we'd fucked before or whatever it is we did. I don't care about you, never did and never will. I have a hot as fuck girlfriend and not just that, but she's so goddamn amazing she makes you look like a roach, so run along, and tell everybody else that as well as tell them to leave me alone. Got it? Okay. Have a lovely day."

When I turned around and left, she was still standing frozen on the spot with her mouth wide open.

Was I a little too harsh? Maybe. But girls like that don't get the hint until you really tell them so it was better that than continuously being bombarded by them.

Every last girl I was ever with before I met Suri, I regret having touched in the first place.

But what's done is done, and Suri often tells me that it doesn't matter. I did what I had to do to drown out the voices, and god damn, I know now I need nobody else but her.

Not because my head is finally silent because of her, but because I am only me when I am with her.

I am finally able to be who I am without trying so hard because with her, everything comes naturally. I never have to force myself, and having her in our family is the best fucking thing in this entire shitty universe.

A certain feeling of freedom encompasses me the moment I am in my car and when I open my new phone and set it up, the first person I text is her. I type in her number like it's ingrained in my brain and then smile to myself like a giddy high school boy with his first love. "Are you up, angel?"

She replies in less than ten seconds and I'm preening.

"Yeah, why? If you plan to come inside my room, I'm stopping you right now. Strictly no boys while I'm finishing my speech!"

I chuckled at her message. My little summa cum laude was focusing on her speech for graduation, but if she thinks that can stop me from entering her room then she's got another thing coming for her.

If anything, I might just give her a burst of inspiration.

Or a burst of something else.

I was typing her a message, but decided to just send something else. Particularly, a photo of my increasingly aching hardness trying to poke through my pants at just the thought of Suri.

The effect this woman has on me is astronomical, I tell you. This is nothing I have never felt before, nor I thought even possible but I'm not even complaining one bit.

I fucking love being aroused for my girl.

As I start driving, my phone buzzes again, and I snorted at her very Suri reply.

My full name in all caps followed by, like, ten exclamation points.

I can't help but smile from ear to fucking ear while I drive like a madman-but still following the vehicular laws-and get to Suri as fast as possible.

Get ready, angel, because your voice screaming my name over and over is the only thing that's going to be taming me tonight.

Suri Nightingale

What is up with men and their dick pictures?! Okay, granted, Wes didn't send an actual d i c k, and I also wouldn't mind receiving one-for all intents and purposes-but still, I'm trying to focus on my freaking speech here and he's not helping!

I buried my face on my pillow after moving my laptop from my bed to my bedside table. I don't think I would be getting any more words in my head anymore when all I can think about is how hard Wes is. Damn that s ex god...

I looked up at my ceiling, blinking mindlessly at the very neat and very pinkness of it all.

I gulped when I felt a rather familiar aching rise underneath me, and then I felt it wetten my lacy underwear.

Shoot.

I don't bother thinking twice on whether or not I should help satisfy my internal cravings. I am both human and wolf after all, both of which have strong desires of their own.

I rolled to the edge of my bed and grabbed a box underneath it. It's small, but inside it is something powerful, also known as the freaking vibrator the boys secretly got for me for Christmas.

I know, how romantic.

But they did say they bought it with the thought of helping me ease up when we do more... risky positions, and though we haven't had the chance to come together with all three of us, I am looking forward to it. For now, it's just me and you, little black ball bullet of magic.

I slipped out of my silk boxer set, closed my eyes, and positioned the vibrator on my clit. As soon as I click the remote button, bringing the machine to life, my body immediately tightens, that one vibration already close to making me come. Fuuuuuuuck.

The thought of Wes' picture elevates my o****m, and then all of a sudden, my mind goes further and further.

All the times we kissed, we touched, we fucked. The number of o*****s he had given me. Each and every one of it pushes me closer and closer to my edge.

When the vibration turns up its speed, it doesn't take me at all too long for my body to reach its highest peak and I'm biting my lips so hard I can almost taste blood because I don't want to make any noise. My eyes are closed shut as the o****m travels all over me and oh, god, oh, god, yes, yes.

Thoughts of Wes fill up my head and the pleasure drowns me completely.

"Missed me that much you couldn't wait, angel?"

The voice completely catches me off guard and I scramble to pull the sheet up to cover me while my eyes stare wide-eyed at the culprit.

The man who somehow managed to pick the lock of my door and was now looking smugly at me with his back against my door. Wesley Wolfe.

Oh my god, has he been here this whole time? Was he able to watch me come?

"What are you doing?" I whisper-yell at him because I don't want Atlas hearing me and also deciding it's a free for all and barge into my room when I'm supposed to be writing a speech!

He pushed himself off the door and started to walk closer to me, my heart racing inside my chest, and my c**t still throbbing from my o****m just seconds ago.

"What am I doing?" He licked his lips in an obscene manner, his mouth open as he made sure to do it so sexually slow. "Do you mean, who am I doing? If so, then you."

When he reached the edge of my bed, he suddenly pulled off my blanket. I crossed my arms and legs over my body, but I knew it was useless. There was no hiding my nakedness from him.

And honestly... it was kind of hot how his eyes drank me in, like I was alcohol and he wanted to get drunk off of me. Completely and absolutely black out drunk.

"Get on your knees and spread for me, angel." He said, or more like, begged.

I'm sure he caught the nervousness on my face because he moved closer and tilted my face up to him by my chin. His blue eyes pierced mine. "Please. I've been rock hard the whole damn day thinking of fucking your sweet pussy. I need you." Oh sweet baby Jesus, I mean, if he talks to me like that then...

Slightly nervous, but still turned on, I move my body to position myself on my hands and knees.

"Fuck, your body is so goddamn perfect, do you know that?" Wes said breathily, and I'm slightly thankful my face is away from him so he doesn't see me turn absolutely flushed.

I hear the sound of a zipper and when I tilted my head to the side, Wes is already taking off his last piece of clothing, his boxers, and oh good lord almighty, he really has been thinking about me for quite some time.

His cock is long, hard, and glistening at the tip with pre-c*m. My body shivers in pleasure.

I am so fucking ready.

And it's obvious that Wes didn't want to waste another moment either, his cock pushing open into me, slowly, slowly, until he's all the way in and then I feel him kissing my back before he whispers, "I reckon you need to be punished for coming without me." I had no idea what he was planning until I felt something wet and slippery near my a*s and-

"Oh fuck!" I accidentally shouted when I felt my vibrator pushed into my a*s.

"Sshh, keep quiet, angel, or else I'll have to share you, and right now, I want you all to myself."

And then he thrusted hard, burying deeper inside of me and fuck, fuck, fuck.

I'm holding onto my sheets, my fingers gripping onto it like I'm going to fall if I don't, as Wes hammered me from behind without mercy, without stopping.

I can feel my vibrator opening my a*****e and closing when Wes thrusts into me, my entire body tightening from the pleasure.

"Fuuuuck, angel, this is what I need. This is all I need." He gasped as he moved forward, cupping my breasts with both his hands and his chest pressed against my back. "You. Are. All. I. Need."

With each syllable, he thrusted harder and deeper, and I buried my face on my pillow to muffle my screams with it.

He fucked me savagely, in and out, my pussy clenching every inch of him and it felt soooo gooooood, the vibrator deep in my a*s heightening the pleasure even more. With every thrust he did, it felt like he was claiming me completely in a way that we would never get each other out from under our skins.

It was beautiful, in a way that was both sexual and romantic, because Wes has always been both and never just one.

Where Wes was, there was also that undying burning passion, that l**t that he always had for me, and only me, and I relished in it.

"Ah, Wes... f u c k, Wes..." I moaned as my body shook with his cock inside me. I moved up and back, up and back, into him over and over, each time filling me up to the hilt.

I felt his hand slide up to my neck and then thread my fingers through my hair, fisting it. He pulls me back with some force, pushing him deeper in me, making me moan just before he captures my lips with his, kissing me, fucking me with his tongue. "Go slow..." I panted. "Atlas... will... hear..."

But Wes doesn't seem to care as the headboard began to hit the wall from how hard he was thrusting.

"Fuck that," he growled into my ear. "He can be jealous that I'm fucking you hard right now."

Ugh, such a hot a*****e!

I can feel him getting closer, and I feel the urge to make him come with my movements, so without hesitance, I turned around and a disappointing groan escaped him.

"Shut up and lie down," I demanded and a flicker of amusement flashed his eyes before doing as I said.

Without a second to waste, I climb on top of him, aligning his cock until he's absolutely deep in me, every inch marking my inside.

"Fuck me, angel, you're a devil on the bed," he breathed out, his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

And when I start to grind, he bites his lips, trying his best not to moan so hard he'll wake up the entire damn house.

"Goddamn, Suri, yes, f u c k, just like that, angel." He moaned as he held my waist moving me, guiding me, and his eyes pierced mine with pure l**t.

"I need you to mark me, angel. Mark me right now before I go fucking insane. Please." He panted and he looked so hot with his mouth in an O shape.

I don't need to think about it. Aurora comes out as my fangs show and I lower my body down to him. He gripped onto me tighter and pounded me hard, the vibrator in my a*s stretching me like crazy.

"Mine. Fuck, mine." Wes grunted with each powerful thrust in me.

And just when I felt my o****m about to come again, I sank my fangs into his neck, and the rush of everything overpowered both our bodies.

Wes froze, his cock still buried in me, as he growled and came. I felt his hot liquid filling me up and I clenched my pussy to keep it all in, tightening his cock as well.

"I'm all yours..." I whispered as I fell on top of him and he brushed some strands off my face.

He looked at me with longing desire and placed a soft kiss on my lips.

"As you were always meant to be."

I smiled and fought back a tear, threatening to fall from how full and loved I felt.

All of my boys marked.

They are forever mine.

I am forever theirs.

This love, our love...

Is endless.