CONQUERED | Zayne/MC, Valko/MC, Valko/MC/Zayne | vaginal sex, anal sex, threesome, lucky pierre
You pushed the sliding glass door open and stepped out onto your balcony, your bare feet silent as you pulled your thin robe around yourself. It was dark and mostly quiet on the street below due to the late hour. Squinting in the dim light from the moon, your eyes glanced around until they spotted an innocuous planter with a large growth of basil. You crouched down to lift it and take the small rectangular box underneath it.
You straightened back up, flipping the top of the box, then hesitated and turned to push the sliding door closed behind you. Only then did you withdraw the tiny, plastic lighter from inside it, a single thin stick and let yourself light up. You coughed slightly as the smoke filled your lungs. None of the men knew you smoked, and you didn’t really, it was a very rare, occasional indulgence. But tonight...you needed it.
You were pretty tired but you knew you had no cause to complain. Not next to Valko, anyway, whose lack of experience was seemingly being overwritten in the span of a single, overwhelming evening. Zayne was still in your bedroom with the poor Lycan, who was currently bound, gagged, blindfolded and whimpering as the doctor was edging him within an inch of his life.
You jumped slightly as your phone buzzed in your pocket. The screen illuminated your face as you pulled it out and unlocked it to see a text from Xavier.
Xavier: Is that U smoking?
You sighed. You didn’t expect him to still be awake at this time of night, let alone hanging out on his own balcony.
You: It’s not a regular thing, and I needed it, okay? I’m having a long night.
Xavier: What do U mean? R U okay?
You: I’m fine. Val might not be, but
You: Ykw, it’s fine. He’s fine. We’re all good.
Xavier: Is that Y someone keeps yelling ‘pineapple’?
You winced. He could hear that all the way in his apartment below yours? The walls and floors were thin but you didn’t know they were that thin.
You: Don’t worry about it. Good night!
You bit your lip when Xavier sent back a side-eye emoji but didn’t reply, slipping your phone back into the robe’s pocket. You took several more drags of the cigarette, put it out and flicked the butt over the balcony railing, then tucked the lighter back inside the little box and hid it under the planter. As you went back inside you headed to the bathroom first to wash your hands with soap and rinse your mouth with some Listerine wash. Neither of those would fool the Lycan - his sense of smell would pick up the remnants of the cigarette smoke regardless - but you were banking on him being way too distracted to notice or care.
When you re-entered the bedroom your gaze traveled over Valko’s spread eagle form across your bed. His wrists and ankles were tied by thick, silk rope to their respective posts of the bed. He was no longer blindfolded but still ball-gagged, spittle dribbling down his chin. His cock was a pulsing, leaking mess – full mast, like a sundial on his pelvis – and the tip was flushed red from being overstimulated. He groaned something unintelligible as he saw you, his eyes imploring.
Zayne was sitting on the edge of the bed, stroking himself idly as he juggled Valko’s balls in his other palm. He turned to look at you as well, wearing his usual calm smile. By now most of the alcohol has worked its way out of his system, but he was on a roll tonight and seemed to have no intention of stopping anytime soon.
After all – neither of you have used the safe word yet.
“Any idea what he’s trying to say?” you asked the doctor.
Zayne chuckled. “I can easily guess. I’ve been denying him an orgasm since before you left the room.”
The Lycan made more noises behind the gag, whining and squirming on the rumpled sheets.
“You were gone for a good while, are you alright?”
“Yeah, just...” your cheeks flushed slightly. “Went to the bathroom.”
Valko’s brows furrowed, his nostrils flaring. He groaned around the gag again, clearly disagreeing with that statement. Zayne glanced at him, then turned back to face you. His eyebrow arched.
“I think you’re being dishonest with me right now,” he said softly.
You scoffed and started walking to the head of the bed. “Don’t be silly--”
Zayne’s hand shot out from between Valko’s thighs to grab your wrist and tug you towards him as you let out a startled little squeak. He leaned up, sniffed.
“Mouthwash...why did you feel the need to brush your teeth?”
“I-I didn’t brush my teeth,” you stammered. That much, at least, was true.
Zayne leaned closer to you. You tensed. He wasn’t a Lycan, it was unlikely that he would be able to smell the smoke on you. Unless it clung to your robe...
The doctor’s green-hazel eyes narrowed slightly as the corner of his lips slowly curved upwards.
“You naughty girl.”
Oh shit. You should’ve just gone out on the balcony naked.
Before you could try to wriggle out of his grasp his other hand pulled the robe off you, tossing it to the floor haphazardly. You didn’t even get a chance to turn and try to bolt before he yanked you down ass-up over his lap.
“Hey! Zayne...come on,” you whined. “The robe--the floor--”
“No, my dear, you don’t get to give the orders now,” he rumbled, his voice laced with amusement. “Not after what you did and then lied about it.”
Valko lifted his head up from the pillow. From his position all he could really see was Zayne’s muscular back, the man seated on the end of the bed – and your plump behind wiggling over one side of his lap. His own torment was momentarily forgotten as he watched the doctor caress and squeeze one cheek before giving it a slap. His tail began to thump against the mattress.
You yelped and Zayne tutted.
“That was barely anything,” he said. “And you’re already making this much noise? Clearly I’ve spoiled you, it’s been too long since I’ve disciplined you and you’ve forgotten what it’s like.”
He gave a sudden rapid series of harsher smacks, alternating cheeks, that made you squirm and squeal.
“I suppose I’ll just have to refresh your memory,” he muttered, rubbing the flushed skin soothingly before giving another much harder spank to each side.
Valko was straining against the ropes, growling softly behind the gag. If his cock was hard before, now it was absolutely throbbing, the trickle of pre-cum rivaling that of the drool on his chin. He has never seen you like this and it was driving him completely insane. If he wasn’t bound he would have vaulted over the bed already.
Zayne paid him no mind. He was completely absorbed in his task – to make your bottom as red as your face when he caught you in the lie. He continued to spank you, alternating between quick, rapid slaps and slow, powerful ones, making sure to rub and massage your cheeks in between. When your skin was a deep rosy hue and hot to the touch, he finally stopped. He helped you up off his lap, gently pulling you to stand between his legs.
You were blushing and pouting, but you both knew that if he were to slip his fingers between your sensitive folds right now, it would immediately give away how you really felt about being spanked.
“I wonder if you’ve learned your lesson,” Zayne murmurs, and turns to look at Valko over his shoulder. “But regardless, I think our poor wolf has suffered enough for the time being.”
The Lycan’s ears flattened and he emitted a pitiful whine, his eyes begging for either release or relief.
“I was originally intending to milk his prostate,” the doctor went on. “But it would be a shame to waste all this-” he dipped his finger into your drenched slit and sucked it clean “-so I have a better idea.”
Valko’s eyes widened and his tail began thumping against the mattress again. He didn’t know what the other man meant, one way or the other, but so far he’s been having an incredibly educational night so he knew whatever was coming had to be good.
Zayne rose from the edge of the bed and gestured for you to help him undo Valko’s restraints. The two of you carefully unraveled the rope from his ankles and wrists, soothing away the indents in his skin with gentle rubs and kisses. Valko sat up on the bed so you could remove the ball-gag, but the moment it was out of his mouth he grabbed you and pulled you back down with him. Before you could even react he flipped your positions, pinning you to the bed and crashing his mouth down onto yours, drool and all.
Until Zayne snapped his fingers and the Lycan froze mid-kiss.
“Bad boy,” the doctor said in a curt voice. “Off. Now.”
Valko’s ears flattened and he let out a frustrated little whine as he moved off you, sitting back on his heels. He had a pitiful expression on his face as he looked over at the other man.
Zayne’s face softened slightly and he climbed onto the bed to kneel behind the Lycan. He put his hands on Valko’s shoulders, massaging them.
“Patience, remember?” Zayne rumbled into his ear before placing a soft kiss on his neck. “I promise it will be worth the wait.”
You leaned up on your elbows, watching Valko slowly melt under Zayne’s touch. The doctor just had a way about him. You made a mental note to take pointers for when you and the Lycan were alone again.
“Look at her,” Zayne was saying in a low voice. “Isn’t she beautiful? So exposed...so flushed...so...ready.”
Valko’s eyes were half-lidded, his pupils blown wide and unblinking as his gaze roamed over your soft curves. His cock was still hard, dripping on the sheets – it was impressive, really, how many hours it’s been – but he wouldn’t touch you or himself until Zayne told him he could.
“Why don’t you have a little taste,” Zayne whispered, nipping his earlobe. “While I prepare you.”
The Lycan wasn’t thinking what the doctor wanted to prepare him for, or how, all he heard was that he had permission to taste you and he didn’t hesitate.
Valko leaned forward and settled himself between your legs. He nuzzled your pubis and practically buried his nose into your core as he inhaled deeply. He absolutely loved your scent, and it was at its most strongest just there. His tongue licked a slow stripe up from your perineum to your clit and then he latched onto the sensitive nub, sucking and flicking until you started to whimper and squirm beneath him.
Zayne enjoyed the view for a moment before reaching for the tube of lubricant he’d used earlier that evening. He squeezed a small amount onto his fingers and sat back on his heels behind Valko. The Lycan’s tail was swishing back and forth excitedly, but the doctor caught it with one hand and gently moved it over, keeping it still. Valko didn’t really notice or react. At least not until Zayne started pushing one finger into the tight ring of muscle below the tail.
“Ah--hah! Wha--?” his head snapped up and looked over his shoulder at the other man.
“Shhh...” Zayne soothed him. “Just try to relax...I said I would prepare you.”
Valko blushed when it clicked for him. He never really thought to find himself on the receiving end of something like that. The doctor met his gaze calmly.
“Do you want me to stop?” he asked, slipping another finger in. “Are you invoking the safe word?”
Valko studied his face, trying to decide how he felt about the new sensation, but suddenly the doctor pressed on something inside him that made his knees buckle as he gasped, clutching the sheets. It was a bolt of pleasure unlike anything he felt before.
“That’s your prostate,” Zayne said softly. “I originally intended to make you climax this way with my fingers, but I think it will feel even better with my cock.”
The Lycan moaned and shuddered when that spot was pressed a second time.
“Do you want me to stop?” Zayne asked again.
Valko just shook his head mutely and the other man smiled. “Then you can move on to the next phase. I know you’ve been desperate to knot her again.”
You bit your lip and beckoned the Lycan towards you, rolling over and getting on all fours on the mattress. He needed a second to get his bearings and shook his head again, ears flapping, but quickly composed himself when he saw you presenting yourself like that. His focus snapped back into place. Valko growled softly as he cupped and squeezed your ass with his hands. So soft. So round. So ample. It was still a little pink and warm from the spanking, and the memory made his shaft throb. He couldn’t help himself - he wrapped one hand around his cock and smacked your glistening orifice with it a couple of times. The sound was wet and obscene and immediately shattered his patience.
He lined himself up with your entrance and drove himself in to the hilt with one smooth, deep thrust that rocked your body forward, making you shoot out one arm to brace yourself against the headboard.
“Steady,” Zayne’s voice sounded from the other end of the bed, a reminder as he coated his own erection in lubricant.
Valko exhaled a shuddering sigh, moving his palms to grip your waist as he battled his instincts, but he obeyed. He pulled almost all the way out before slamming back into you, making you cry out, then leaned forward to press wet, open-mouthed kisses to your neck and shoulder as he began a measured pace.
Zayne hummed in approval, stroking himself with his lubed up hand as he watched your hand slide down the headboard before you lowered your chest onto the mattress.
“That’s it,” the doctor murmured. “Such a good boy.”
He shifted ahead on his knees until he was directly behind the other man, leaning forward and pressing his lips to the Lycan’s back. He braced himself with one hand on Valko’s hip as the other positioned his cock against the opening beneath the tail.
“Hold,” Zayne commanded softly.
Valko’s hips stuttered to a stop but he continued to lavish your neck and shoulders in hot, sloppy kisses, still fully seated inside you. The doctor slowly pushed in, his motion almost glacial as he breached the Lycan’s untrained opening. You’d had anal sex before, at least once with each man - except Valko, for obvious reasons. It wasn’t something that happened often, but enough times that by now you were more or less accustomed to the feeling. Valko on the other hand, has been ‘exit only’ in that area until tonight, so both he and Zayne were struggling a little.
“You’re doing so well for me,” Zayne rasped. “Just breathe...try not to clench.”
You could tell how tense Valko was feeling by the way he was gripping your waist, almost hard enough to leave bruises, so you decided to try something to help distract him. You started slowly rocking your hips back and forth, riding him while the doctor pushed further in.
“Ah...that’s it,” Zayne breathed as he felt the strain lessen a bit. “Just like that...good boy.”
Valko’s head dropped between your shoulder blades and he let out a trembling little whimper when the doctor finally buried himself fully inside him. You stopped moving and for a moment the three of you kept still, but then Zayne began slowly pumping in and out, the momentum causing Valko to inadvertently stir inside you again.
The pace was very leisured. Deliberate. Careful. You resumed the rocking of your hips, riding Valko from the front while the doctor rode him from behind. Zayne’s hands slid around the Lycan, roaming over his muscular chest and toned stomach. He kissed the other man’s neck and shoulders, occasionally whispering praise over how well Valko was taking him.
Zayne shifted his angle slightly so that every stroke dragged over that special spot inside, and the Lycan dropped on his hands to either side of you with a little cry. You could feel the heat of his skin pressed against your back as you picked up the pace slightly, and Zayne did the same.
“God--” Valko choked out. “Fffuck...hah!”
You’ve heard a lot of different words and sounds from the Lycan when you were intimate in the past, but not in this register. It was such a turn on for you, though, you realized. There was something incredibly hot about the desperate almost vulnerable tone of his voice, and being fucked by him while knowing he was simultaneously being fucked by another of your lovers.
The only sounds in your bedroom were the repetitive creaks of the bedsprings, the slapping of skin against skin, the lewd squelching between your bodies and the chorus of grunts, moans and gasps.
Valko was always pretty vocal in bed, but the things he said generally centered around how good you feel, how intoxicating your scent is, how much he loves you and making love to you. Now, however, if he wasn’t panting and moaning he was straight up cursing. Every profanity he knew, sometimes putting them together in ways that made no sense as he wrapped one arm around you and babbled into your ear.
Zayne seemed to be getting off on it as much as you were.
The normally quiet, stoic doctor - who preferred actions to words - was speeding up and pinching the Lycan’s nipples as he spoke in a low voice. “Ah...I’m close. Do you want me to fill you up, Valko? Want to know what she feels like when you fill her with cum? Going to fill her while I fill you?”
Filthy - for him, at least. And you loved it.
You knew the knot was beginning to swell at the base of Valko’s cock because you felt it catching on your entrance. He started thrusting back against your movements, his hold tightening around you.
“Hah...God...fuck--please--!”
You actually yelped when he shoved his knot in as he came this time, not because it hurt but because it felt bigger than usual, and it pushed you over the edge with such intensity that you clutched the sheets to either side of you. Your thighs trembled violently as the spasming of your inner walls clenched around it, milking him. He was still moving. Not in and out but just rutting helplessly as he whined and panted, emptying himself into you while Zayne was pumping him full from the other end.
The doctor continued thrusting hard and deep through his own orgasm, making sure every last thick rope of cum was released before he exhaled a shuddering sigh. Valko was slumped over your back, catching his breath, an occasional tremor passing through him from the aftershocks. Zayne ran his hands over the other man’s back soothingly, before leaning forward to kiss his neck and tell him again how well he did before finally pulling out.
He scooted off the bed to get a warm, wet washcloth from the bathroom. It would be a while before the Lycan could separate from you, the knot had to go down first, but one of the best things about Zayne was that no matter how hard he may have pushed during a session he always made sure to make up for it after the fact. Valko flinched slightly when he felt the cloth press against his opening as the doctor gently cleaned him up.
“How are you feeling?” Zayne asked. “Both of you?”
You muttered something in the affirmative into the pillow but Valko just sighed. You could hear the smile in the doctor’s voice as he spoke again.
“I need verbal confirmation, please,” Zayne said softly as he carefully helped you and Valko shift positions to lay on your sides. He laid on the bed behind the other man, loosely draping an arm around him while the Lycan spooned you.
“M’good...” Valko muttered, his eyes closed. “Promise...”
Zayne hummed in acknowledgement and rested his chin on Valko’s shoulder.
You looked over your shoulder, intending to ask the Lycan something but realized he was fast asleep, so you addressed your question to the doctor instead.
“Do you know what time it is, by chance?”
Zayne lifted his head and glanced at the digital clock beneath your little bedroom TV. “Nearly 4am. Why?”
You shook your head slightly.
“Yeah...I’m gonna have to call out from work tomorrow.”
*Thanks again to my wonderful packmates for their pervy brainstorming that leads to these lil fics!*
