flesh. “I’ve got you, baby. Feel what he’s doing to you. Accept it, and come in his mouth. He wants to taste you. Matt craves it, Cynthia. Give him your orgasm.” Matt replaced his fingers with his tongue fucking her. Her taste exploded on his tongue as she slammed down on him. Her pelvis thrust up to meet each stroke. “More,” she said. Her words turned to screams as her climax descended on her. Moving his hands to her hips Matt held her in place forcing her to accept his tongue. “Stop!” He slowed his stroke until her tremors eased. Staring up at Cynthia, he saw her body shaking. “I want to fuck you now,” Matt said. Her head jerked in response. Going to his knees Matt ran his length through her slit coating the tip with arousal. When he was satisfied he pressed the tip to her entrance. His gaze remained on her pussy. Matt watched, transfixed, as his cock eased inside her pussy. Her hole widened to accommodate him. He thrust inside her. Seated to the hilt he returned his gaze to hers. “I’m inside you. Can you feel me?” he asked. She nodded. Kris smiled down at him. “Tight, isn’t she?” Refusing to answer him Matt kissed her, then started to move. Even after Kris had taken her she was tight. He never wanted to be anywhere else. She moaned as he pulled out and then slammed inside her. His beast rose to the surface. He saw the fur slowly form on his arms. Eyes closed, Matt forced the beast back into the cage built inside his mind. “Calm yourself,” Kris said. Staring at the other man he jerked his head in acknowledgement. He’d never put their woman at risk. “He’s gone.” Their attention returned to Cynthia. She stared at them waiting. Smiling, Matt gripped her hips slamming inside her. The need to claim her continued to rise. Matt held little choice but to force it down. Now wasn’t the right time to claim her. His release built. Reaching to her pussy Matt stroked her nub until her release caught her once again. He watched her come apart before he let his own release take over. Her pussy tightened around his cock. The tightness sent him over the edge. “I’m going to come,” he said. In the next instant his release spilled inside her. She moaned. Her hands gripped him in place as he orgasmed inside her tight channel. Matt collapsed over her. “Why is your seed hot?” she asked after some time passed. Gazing down at her Matt frowned. “What do you mean?” “Your cum is hot like Kris’s. I feel it inside me.” She smiled at him. Her eyes drooped with tiredness. “I’m sleepy again.” He turned his gaze to Kris, who stared back at him in concern. “I need to sleep. You both wear me out.” Sleep claimed her within seconds. Kris climbed out from behind her. Together they tucked the blankets around her, and then they moved to the stairs. “If our seed is hot you know what that means right?” Kris asked when they walked into the kitchen. Matt grabbed the kettle for the second time that day. His gaze going to the forest to see Arnold stood waiting. “We’re ready to breed.” Their seed going hot meant they’d found the right woman for them. A male’s seed would only ever heat when they’d found the right woman. Arnold had been right. They needed to claim Cynthia before they got her pregnant. A pregnant female was impossible to turn. A pregnant female would rather die than risk her unborn child. He’d witnessed it once before. The mate had wanted to change his woman because her health had declined due to the pregnancy. She refused and died during childbirth. The man in question had gone mad. “We need to change her.” Kris voiced the words Matt was thinking. “What about her dreams? What do you suggest we do with them?” Her dreams scared him. He’d never known for human women to dream of wolves before finding their mate. His mother never mentioned dreams before her claiming. “It has to be a sign, Matt. She’s ours. I know now more