POV
Avery

There I was, naked and spread eagle on Shawn and I's bed; completely and utterly exposed. He was naked too and standing there, still debating with himself. Thirty minutes prior my friends had left after we cast my protection spell. I was definitely fired up after such a powerful encounter, I couldn't wait to cast a spell on my own, I could feel Nolis's energies coursing through me, juicing me up. But my newfound powers could wait.

"Shawn, baby come on," I whined. "Shhh... Listen, sex with me isn't all soft kisses and gentle touches, so-sometimes I can be aggressive... Very." He said; he was trying to dissuade me but I wanted him. "Baby, instead of talking come to teach me... I wanna learn everything... We can try anything." I said, and the thoughts going through my head turned into perverted visions. "Come here Shawn, please I wanna feel your body on mine." I pleaded, his eyes hardened and he climbed on the bed.

Between my thighs felt hot all of a sudden, like I was on fire down there. My forehead, palms and the nape of my neck were covered in sweat, I moaned when I felt Shawn's thickness nestled between my inner thigh and balls. Without his permission, I started touching him, my hands grabbing at his ass, running them up to the dimples in his lower back. "Look at me, Sunshine... I need to open you up." Shawn said, sitting up and lifting my legs, exposing my entrance to his greedy eyes.

"May I?" He asked, and I quickly nodded. Instantly he licked a stripe straight up and across my pucker. I shivered hard, and Shawn yanked me down by my hips, pulling me down firmly. "Don't... Avery, do not move." He said, his voice so dark and gravelly, I felt like it wasn't Shawn, yet it wasn't Meeko, it was some new part of Shawn. I liked it. He went back to my hole and he quit holding back, his lips and tongue attached to my sphincter and I held as still as I could. His tongue worked a spell on my hole, as he flicked his tongue rapidly. "Sunshine?... How?" He groaned, looking up at me, his lips and chin wet.

"What?" I moaned, "You're wet, what is this?" He asked, running a thick finger over my hole, then showing it to me. His index finger was coated in a clear substance, he quickly sucked it off. "It's sweet... really good bitterness... Here taste," Shawn said, stretching my legs back again, exposing my hole again. My back arched again, and Shawn licked at the substance, before coming up and tongue kissing me. I moaned as his tongue massaged mine, feeding me the syrupy flavor.

With a growl, Shawn spun me on my stomach. He slapped my ass swiftly. "I'm trying to be patient with you, don't move... You're making Meeko feel like you trying to run." He whispered, kissing the base of my spine. "Let me loosen you up," Shawn said before kissing my right ass cheek, then quickly biting down. My flesh broke, as his canines slammed into my skin like a surgeon's scalpel. A scream was yanked out of my throat, my head shot back on my neck, my eyes rolling back.

My first intentional mark... Fuck it was good, there's nothing I can relate the feeling to, the buzz I was feeling became a head high and my arms gave out, leaving me face down and ass up. "There we go, Sunshine. Now let's start stretchin you out." He said, rubbing soothing circles with his thumb into my back. I was somewhere else in my head, so I didn't even notice his fingers intrusion at first.

Then as I started to come down from my forced orgasm, I immediately clenched up on what felt like three fingers inside of me. "Relax, baby... Do you want another mark?" Shawn asked, not letting me answer before biting my right ass cheek. I came again instantly, my second orgasm burning in my groin, my hole twitching. "Sunshine, fuck... Your cunt is leakin." He growled, and I whimpered at the sound of his voice, at the words. When I came down from my second orgasm, he was using four fingers, scissoring them in and out of me.

The feeling was odd, new and exciting with just a twinge of pain. He pulled out and I felt empty. "Mmmm, Shawn... Put them back inside, please." I moaned, my ass wiggling on its own, begging for something bigger. He slipped his middle finger back inside me, a quick pinch later, and he was wiggling his long thick finger. My breath came out in pants, a groan left me when he swiveled his finger in a 'come here' motion. He rubbed his finger across what I knew was my prostate, and my thighs shook terribly, Shawn kissed my hip, "Good boy, Sunshine... You can take it. I want to do so many nasty things to you, but you aren't ready, not tonight. Do you think you're ready to feel me?" He asked.

"P-please," I whined. "Yeah, beg me...  It only makes me harder..." He growled, reaching up and running his hand softly through my hair, then gripping it at the roots; pulling my neck back.

"Someday soon I'm gonna fist this sweet cunt of yours." He barked, kissing my hip, close to his original mark, Meeko's mark. Without a warning, he bit into Meeko's mark, claiming it back from his wolf, and I shrieked cumming again. As I laid lax and high from my climax, I felt Shawn line up and start to slide inside me, I was so relaxed and wet that I barely felt it when his fat mushroom-shaped head popped past my sphincter. I did feel his shaft stretching my anal walls, and I felt this euphoric full feeling.

I came back to reality with Shawn laid out on my back, kissing my neck and nibbling my ear. "Sweltering-so wet for me-so open. Can I say I love you?" He asked. He asked the question again, pulling out of me and falling back in. "Yess-Yessssss." I hissed, my eyes rolling around in my head. "I do, I love you," Shawn said, his voice lustful but controlled. I was jealous I mean- how could he be so calm and I was basically losing my sanity. "Fuck, you're gushing, it's like slick." Shawn groaned kissing my shoulder.

While kissing my shoulder, he poked and prodded my prostate, then bit into the same spot he'd been kissing. I convulsed, and he chuckled encouraging me to "cum on his dick" I could feel the juices leaving my body, the sheets were definitely soaked. A lewd slooshing sound was heard, every single time he slid inside me. I liked the feeling of being fucked, and it showed. I began begging for it, begging Shawn to fuck me harder. And he did, his weight lifted off my back and he went to his knees, pulling my ass back on his lap.

In the new position, my eyes went unfocused again, and a strange sensation came over my body. It felt like an orgasm, but it wasn't in my groin, it was around my lower back and pulsing throughout the nerves in my stomach. I dropped forward, a guttural groan leaving my throat, copious amounts of my natural lube squirting out of me, soaking Shawn's thighs and shaft.

"Fuck... Do that again, Sunshine." Shawn growled, pulling me back in his lap, trying to get the same reaction. Three strokes and I was convulsing, my thighs trembling, my body contorting in a wild fit of euphoria. "Fuck meeeee, Daddy!"  I shouted, laying there as Shawn fucked into me. "That's right, I'm daddy... Only I can make you feel like this... Only I get to see you like this. Do you understand?" He demanded. "Answer us," Shawn growled, his voice mixing with Meeko's.

"Yes... Yes-yes, Daddy. I under-understand." I cried, the trembles getting worse. "Good boy." He cooed, still rocking his hips.

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The sun was peaking through the drawn shades, my legs and thighs were numb, I was covered in marks. My thighs, my ass, my shoulders, my stomach, my hands, and my feet. But I was in love with the one that would never fade, the permanent one, the one right behind my jaw bone. Like Meeko's mark, this one would always be with me. Shawn was licking and sucking on the mark, after what had to be our thirteenth session. "I'll be right back, Beautiful." He yawned, leaving me and going to the bathroom.

He returned with a warm washcloth and wiped away all the signs of our lovemaking, climbing back into bed. "How was it?" He asked, spooning me, his thumb running up and down my arm. "You shattered my fuckin world. Mmmm." I moaned. "You were perfect, did you know you could make slick?" He asked. "I don't know what that is, but it's certainly not slick," I said, not really caring.

"Mmmm... Whatever it was, I loved it. You know we're one now? I can hear your thoughts if I want to, you can hear mine... Can you feel my love for you?" He asked. "I could already feel you, I guess because of Meeko's bite, but from the moment we met... I felt your emotions, I couldn't hear your thoughts though... How does that work?" I asked, drowsiness kicking in. "Sleep Sunshine, we'll talk in the mornin," Shawn said, and I nodded already halfway to dreamland.

I couldn't have been asleep for ten minutes before I entered a dream. I'm an avid lucid dreamer, capable of knowing exactly when I'm dreaming, but not so great at controlling my dreams. I was in a desert, no... It was a plain, much like a place in Africa. The stars were shining, and a clouded full moon hung in the sky. Guns shots rang out and I jumped, the skies were the same shade of green as a warm summer leaf.

The smell of gun powder hung in the air,  and through the sound of shots being fired, I could hear a drumbeat starting. It was fast and heavy, the tempo was steady. "We meet again." I spun around at the voice, and it was the same man from before. His dead eyes were locked on me, staring through me.

"We were interrupted last we spoke... The mambo of the seventh ward doesn't plan on giving any more warnins. Sell the shop or fight us for it... The choice is yours, in nine nights if you have not put the shop up for sale... We will begin battle and trust me, you don't want that. Until then... Babay (farewell)." He said.

I felt like I was shoved forcefully back inside myself, I shot up in bed alert, just as the door opened and Adam walked in with a tray weighted down with a big country breakfast.

I slipped out of bed. Standing on my feet, trying to rinse out the dryness from my mouth. Instead, I fell back into bed, a feeling of pleasure so intense I screamed; it shot up from my feet to my nuts. "He marked your feet didn't he?" Adam asked as I sat back, upset that I couldn't reach my robe. Until I realized I could feel ma'jek thrumming in my solar plexus.

I could work spells, not the ones written down and seen by modern witches, but the ones taught from teacher to student, the old words of power. I closed my eyes, digging, feeding into that thrumming energy. It burned bright and hot inside of me, "Lyko! (Return)" I shouted, scaring Adam-luckily he had set the tray down.

"Whoa, I don't think I can get used to you going full-on Sabrina." He said, as my robe seemed to seamlessly melt onto my skin. "You should," I said, looking around the room. I took in the, shape of the room,  hating it.

My heart pulsed as I wondered where my limit was. "Ka' silo," I muttered, inhaling at the same time as Adam. Right before our eyes, the walls seemed to slowly melt and reform at the same time, before changing entirely. The bed I was in, the blankets, the fireplace they moved, the change was effortless.

The room seemed to grow bigger, and Adam stood looking around with the amount of awe I felt. "Beautiful, I like it, but if we can hold up on the witch stuff for a second... How was it, losing your V-card?" He asked, sitting down on my now blush duvet cover. "My Gods... Adam... The marks." I said, watching the breakfast tray hover over to me. "I know right, the ones on your feet are meant to keep you in the " den," or so the wolves say." He said, smirking.

"Personally, I don't like it, it'll be hard on your feet for a while, and I do mean hard." Adam hinted, "Noooo." I whined. "Well, it's the price we pay for being with werewolves. Seriously, Spooky, you look like you got hit by a truck." Adam laughed, calling me by my nickname. I ignored him eating a hot biscuit, knowing he was right about the state of my body.

Strangely enough, I wasn't concerned with my dream, I was positive I was protected enough to handle a few hexes.

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Pov

Shawn

I woke at around ten, the sun was shining, and I felt... Relaxed, stress-free and like I'd be super light on my feet. I pulled the blankets off of me, looking over at my worn-out mate I felt a little bad. He was covered in bites and hickies, his thighs and waist were viciously bruised. (And here you were worried I'd hurt him... Little slut loved it) Meeko growled. (Hey) I warned him. (What? he's our personal slut, I can still hear his moans) My perverted wolf panted, flooding my mind with mental pictures.

I threw on my robe and walked out of the room, I could smell coffee, some bacon, and even biscuits. I followed the scent to the back kitchens. Adam and A'mosh were clearly doing better, Adam's back was against the fridge, his legs wrapped around the Alpha while A'mosh dry humped him. "Good morning," I called, watching and laughing as they jumped apart. "I'm not done with you, Little bit." A'mosh snarled.

"Whatever... Good morning Shawn, I take it from the smell of you... You had a goodnight?" Adam asked, and I nodded. "Well, in that case, finish cooking breakfast you two... It's just a few pieces of bacon and sausage." Adam said, snatching an already prepared tray of food and leaving. "Baby where are you going?" A'mosh groaned, "To gossip about Shawn, I assumed you two would want to do the same thing." Adam said, waltzing off.

"So." I said, "So?" A'mosh responded. "Was it good?" He added with a sly smirk, one I remembered from our childhood. "Best sex ever, let me ask you a personal question. Can Adam make slick, I mean... something like slick?" I asked. "Yeah, does Avery smell like a girl sometimes, maternal I mean?" A'mosh asked. "Sometimes... What do you think it means?" I asked, "Who knows, all I know is ... Adam doesn't have a gag reflex." He bragged, "Neither does Avery, found that out after the third round." I said. "Adam is like a fuckin contortionist." He shot back, turning off the stove, removing the breakfast meats.

"Avery's, feet were behind his head most of the night... How did we end up with twins?" I asked, "I don't know, but I wouldn't change a thing." He said, handing me a tray of fresh biscuits.

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At twelve that afternoon, I walked into my room, froze, walked back out and re-entered. My room was completely changed, the paint job was different, the windows were further from the bed... The bed was big and fluffy looking. Avery should have been asleep but instead, he was floating, meditating with his legs crossed, his butt hovering a foot off the bed. "Sunshine, did you do this?" I asked. He blinked a few times, telling me he didn't get rid of anything.

"No it's fine, you did this with magic?" I asked- he corrected me, "Ma'jik." I conceded. "Yeah, I don't know how long this power inside me will last, but right now my reserves are filling up and until Nolis decides to leave me, I wanna do as many spells as I can." He said excitably. I walked over climbing into bed with him, "So what exactly can you do?" I asked. "So many things... Some of which you'd really like." He said, and I caught his meaning. "Oh, really, like what?" I asked. He rolled over, taking me under him.

"There's this rite, where the point is to create a world with your lover... The place you see is a reflection of your combined ideas, passions, its a personal heaven." He said. "It's not easy though, it takes hours of intense focus, and you can't cum... Or the spell stops." He added, "That sounds tiresome and no fun, I'd rather get to it, besides the faces you make while you nut... Goddess, it's like lookin at erotic art." I said-watching him turn scarlet. "Well, there are chants that heighten the feelings of pleasure, we can try them now if you want." He said, leaning down and kissing my neck.

"Ah... Sunshine, ssss... As much as... I-ah... Want to... You need to... Just rest for the day." I groaned, grabbing his hand-stopping him from fondlin my balls. "No, I can handle it." He said, leaning down to kiss me.