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Ravished by the Beasts
Last Updated : 2022-06-09
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Animal Biologist, Isobelle Harding, lands the opportunity of a lifetime when the University sends her abroad to study a rare species of wolf. Unaware that the remote state of Whitehaven is a sanctuary for shifters, her presence captures the attention of the Bennett Brothers. The quadruplet werewolves want Isobelle for themselves, and the smoking-hot rangers are keen to study her anatomy intensively. Isobelle is about to find out exactly what it means when brothers who play together, stay together.
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Ravished by the Beasts   Epilogue
IsobelleIt had been a month since our excursion to Forest Hills. The boys had been spending the past couple of weeks training some new rangers. Now our communities all came under one banner, it meant shifters from all over Whitehaven could be posted anywhere in the state. They mixed teams into cats, bears, foxes, and wolves.Alpha Alec and I had been working tirelessly to ensure Whitehaven remained the sanctuary he intended it to be. We would always have a secure place to live and a stable home to raise our young. Those who lived in human communities had to remain hidden. It wasn't ideal. Not with the elite hunting them down.âCome, look at this!â Alpha Alec beckoned me to where he was standing at the opposite side of the laboratory beside the cryogenic chamber.Looks could be deceiving. Nobody knew that this high-tech lab was concealed beneath the fortress. My job was top secret. Alec employed me as a lab technician. I came to Whitehaven to study a rare species of wolf, and that was
Last Updated : 2022-06-09Ravished by the Beasts   Ninety-One
IsobelleThe blindfold may have taken away my sight, but I could sense movement in front of me. Two fully aroused cocks brushed against my lips as if demanding I suck them. Two of my men fucked me to heaven and back as I unleashed my mouth on Mason and Grayson like a starving woman. Our grunts and cries grew louder and louder, but I couldnât care less at this point. I alternated between sucking one cock from the other until I felt the orgasm build and pull my stomach muscles taut.âThatâs it,â Lucas encouraged, feeling my pussy milk him. His breathless groans intensified with every hip-jerk.Alex growled as he fucked me harder. âCome for us,â he grunted, tightening his grasp.I stopped sucking cock to scream out my release. It began in my legs, my vision whitening beneath the black mask, my mouth forming a rounded âOâ as my body tensed and shook with the intensity. Lucas let go with a roar of pleasure, digging his fingers into the flesh of my thighs and jerking his hips with each ejac
Last Updated : 2022-06-09Ravished by the Beasts   Ninety
IsobelleI gripped the hem of my dress and lifted it over my head, baring myself to them â and the lone sheep in the far distant corner of the green. Tossing the garment onto the grass, I observed the slack-jawed hunks staring back at me. Heat simmered behind each set of eyes, promising to devour me and swallow me whole.âPut your hands behind your back,â Alex ordered, letting the thin, black rope dangle past his knees.It draped from his fingers as he moved behind me, then began binding my hands at the base of my spine. The soft rope didnât hurt, but it gave the slightest burn as it pulled tighter, securing my wrists together.âKneel,â he commanded, and I obeyed.Lifting my chin with his fingertips, he kept my eyes trained on him. Kneeling on the smooth blanket, I awaited further instructions like a good submissive.It was only last week I took him for walkies around the forest and ordered him to fuck me against a tree.Our marriage was all about give and take and tonight I intended
Last Updated : 2022-06-09Ravished by the Beasts   Eighty-Nine
IsobelleThe boys busied themselves in the kitchen, preparing a banquet for five. I took the time to freshen up and changed into a full set of black bike leathers with a surprise underneath. They did a double-take as I stuffed the Union Jack helmet onto my head and gave a slow twirl."I love my kidnap-iversary present. It fits me perfectly," I told them, appreciating their humorous taste.We hadn't even left the house yet, and the row of tents forming in my husbands' pants was enough to poke someone's eyes out. The salacious grins on their faces hinted I was in for a rough-and-ready ride, and I wasn't talking about the forty-minute drive to the mountains. I glimpsed Alex and Grayson slipping suspicious items into the picnic hamper. The pacifier gag went in straight after a rolled-up bundle of black rope, along with a blindfold.Mason gave the chinstrap of my bike helmet a gentle tug to check I secured it, then sent my ovaries into overdrive with a flirtatious wink. The dragged-out moa
Last Updated : 2022-06-09Ravished by the Beasts   Eighty-Eight
IsobelleâBye, Mom, we promise to call you every single day,â Faith's words came out as a rough sob as she flung her arms around my neck.I was fighting back the tears, holding back the floodgates as best as I could while my four husbands stood along our front porch with their heads bowed, their eyes trained on the weathered decking.It was uncomfortably hot. Whether we were sitting inside or outside, it made no difference at all. Summer was upon us, the birds had been fucking tweeting since the butt-crack of dawn, sweat was dripping down me like the falls of Forest Hills, making my clothes stick to my skin as if it molded them to my body. This was supposed to be one of those days when we could lounge around on deck chairs in the back garden, sipping on cold beers or a glass of prosecco. Instead, we were standing on the front porch, bowing our heads in mourning as if somebody had just died.âYou better call me,â I warned, bouncing my watery gaze at each of my daughters, âor else I'll
Last Updated : 2022-06-09Ravished by the Beasts   Eighty-Seven
Eighteen years later . . .âFaith, is that my Angora sweater?â Jasmine accused, glowering at her sibling.Faith was busy fussing over the cat, Tiddles. She focused on him, pretending not to have heard her sister.âHey!â Harley raged as she stormed into the kitchen. âWho used all my deodorant?â She shook the empty canister in her fist as evidence.âMom! These thongs aren't mine. You put them in my drawer,â Allyson bellowed. She flung the skimpy garment across the room, where they skidded across the tabletop. The guys all recoiled from where they were sitting, enjoying breakfast, eyeing the lacy thong as if it was diseased.âGet it off the fucking table,â Lucas roared, horror-stricken.âI'm not touching it!â Grayson refused, point-blank, and I saw the whites of his eyes.The joys of parenthood.I seized it, letting it dangle from my index finger. âWho do these belong to?â I asked, holding them up for all to see.Jasmine snatched them from me with an embarrassed huff. âThose are mine. Yo
Last Updated : 2022-06-09Ravished by the Beasts   Eighty-Six
Five years later . . .âJasmine, Daddy said no,â Grayson spoke, his tone serious and authoritative.Jasmine gave up with a huff, then made a beeline for me. âMommy, can we have a kitten?â she asked, trying her luck with me.I had to chew the insides of my cheeks to stop myself from laughing. âNo, sweetie,â I backed Grayson up, although I felt awful about it. âNobody is home all day, so it wouldn't be fair. Your daddies work anti-social hours, Mummy works too, and you girls are at school all day.âJasmine scowled, then stormed off. We both strained to listen as she relayed the information back to her sisters. They talked loud enough for us to hear, purely to pull on our heartstrings.âMom and Daddy Grayson said no,â she huffed.âThey're such big meanies,â Harley muttered.âI know what to do!â I heard Allyson respond with a gasp.âIf youâre going to throw eggs at Daddy Graysonâs car again, then Iâm not playing,â Faith pleaded.âNo, Iâve got a better idea,â Allyson replied. âStop whining
Last Updated : 2022-06-09Ravished by the Beasts   Eighty-Five
IsobelleOne month later . . .Soft whimpers stirred me from my sleep â if you could even call it that. It only felt like minutes since I last got the girls settled.I cracked my eyes open; the air stung my corneas, and my head spun like I was suffering from a hangover. Exhaustion had kicked in, siphoning my energy and willpower. For the past few days, I had been running on the fumes of my sanity, thanks to a narrow window of four hourly feeds that never went according to plan. My God, those girls could eat.One feeding time rolled into the next, and before I knew it, hours had passed by. Owning one pair of tits instead of a set of udders was a tremendous disadvantage. It was a quadruplet motherâs pitfall. The only way that I could feed them all at once was to change into my wolf form, and even then, it was no easy feat. The girls could not shift and struggled to latch by themselves. It meant I had to express milk and rely on my husbands to help. Keeping up with the supply and demand
Last Updated : 2022-06-09Ravished by the Beasts   Eighty-Four
IsobelleâEasy now . . . take it slow. Here, place this into your mouth and drag in two long deep breaths,â a familiar female voice instructed me.The strange-tasting gas left a nasty metallic tinge on my tongue, but it took the sharp edge off the pain. Not by much, but it was better than nothing at all. The agony ebbed away but was replaced with gut-wrenching nausea, causing me to gag. They thrust a kidney dish out before me and I retched into it, vomiting the remnants of my Christmas dinner.âThatâs a side effect of the gas and air, Iâm afraid. It can make you sick,â I recognized Dr. Rayne speaking beside me.My fingers clasped the plastic nozzle of the Entonox cylinder as if it were a vital lifeline.âDonât take it away.â I clung to it. âI need it,â I growled, prepared to fight to the death for it.âIsobelle, I need you to relax for me, sweetheart,â Dr. Rayne instructed. She inserted two fingers of her gloved hand inside my vagina and had a good old poke around. âYouâre fully dilat
Last Updated : 2022-06-09
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"Miss Isobelle Harding," our principal, Mr. Saunders, called me to the stage.Shaking with adrenaline and sweating like a bitch in heat, I ascended the steps with the sound of applause ringing in my ears. All my focus went into not tripping in my graduation gown and looking like a complete dickhead in front of all these people. The pressure of having a hundred pairs of eyes following me across the stage scorched my face with embarrassment. I wasn't exactly an outgoing person and despised being the center of attention. Perspiration formed across my upper lip like a sweaty mustache, making me feel sticky and gross.Why did this gown have to be made from black polyester?In temperatures of eighty-six degrees, the heavy material was suffocating. By the time I had walked across the stage floor, I was a flustered mess. As subtle as I could muster, I wiped my damp palms against my gown before accepting the diploma. The principal grasped my clammy hand as we exchanged an awkward handshake. I ...
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