2. Earth Pack Rules: Her Alpha Lovers Part Two (3 page)

For a long moment, Grant just stared at her. She loved how he looked at her, as if she were the last chocolate bar in the candy store. Her heart pounded frenetically.

“Well,” she prompted.

Grant answered her question by taking her hand and pulled her onto the bed. His lips captured hers, his tongue slipping inside her mouth, ratcheting up to the heat. She melted into his arms and deepened their contact. He tasted sweet, faintly like the tiramisu they ate after dinner. On his skin, she could smell the light scent of soap and the musky scent of sex.

Desire and need streaked through her, pooling wet and hot between her thighs. Reaching between them, she stroked his cock through his pants.

He groaned.

Rhiannon kissed his jaw, dragging her lips down his neck then back up again. “Clothes,” she managed, though her tongue felt thick, “off.”

Grant rolled off the bed and discarded his clothes. Before she could blink he was next to her once more, stroking her flesh as he nuzzled at her neck.

His delicious body called to her. He was broader, taller, more thickly muscled than Jack. Not that Jack was any slouch in the bod department. He was lean, like a runner, and Grant was square, brutish—like a boxer.

A shiver ran right through her.

She rolled on top of him, which produced a growl from her alpha.

But he remained pinned beneath her, allowing her to take what she wanted.

Oh, yes. He was built. Hard muscle. Soft skin. Look at those abs! Hair lightly furred his pectorals and stomach. With lips and tongue, Roxie worked her way to his pectorals, taking a detour to one coin-sized areola and its tiny, hard peak. She tugged it between her teeth, flicking the tip rapidly. Grant wrapped his hands into her hair as she attacked his other nipple and gave it the same torturous treatment.

“Oh, babe,” he murmured. “You feel so good.”

She moved further down his chest, exploring the muscled ridges of his stomach.

Slipping down further, she knelt between his legs. She grasped his thick, hard shaft, loving the feel of it against her palm. She done the same wonderful things with Jack, and now she got the same with Grant. Soon, she would have them together.

She was a lucky, lucky girl.

Cupping his balls, she squeezed lightly as she licked his mushroomed head, sucking it into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the rim, flicking the tiny bumps on the underside.

His breathing went ragged and his thighs tensed.

Roxie’s heart pounded frantically as lust thickened in her belly. She wanted Grant desperately. Her body hummed with need, with heat.

The musky scent of his sex excited her. She went down on him all the way, sucking his manhood to the base as she fondled his sac.

The hands once tangled in her hair slipped away. One clutched at the bunched covers—the other retraced the path to her hair, tangled in the long locks. She didn’t mind as he pressed down. The gesture was both plea and command.

She took him all the way, just like she’d taken Jack. Just like she would take them both. Her lovers. Her mates.

The next thing she knew Grant had lifted her away from her ardent pleasuring of his cock. She growled, and he growled back. She could see the animal in his face. His eyes had morphed into wolf and his face wavered.

“On your knees.”

For a moment, she stared at him, her own wolf scrabbling to get out, to bite and claw, and make him work for it. Make him take her.

But her human side won that battle.

She wanted him inside her. So, she chose subservience.

She got on her hands and knees, parting her legs and lifting her ass in complete compliance to the alpha.

“Oh, so good,” he said. “So beautiful.”

His harsh breathing echoed hers as Grant took position behind her.

His hands coasted up her thighs and over her buttocks. Excitement raced up her spine.

The ridge of his hard cock pressed against her ass. She bit her lower lip as he gripped her hips and slid his shaft between her thighs. Slowly, too damned slowly, he pierced her slick folds, nudging her entrance.

She moaned as he fitted the head of his cock inside her. But he didn’t move. She wiggled back, but he kept her that teasing position, which offered both erotic anticipation and aching frustration.

“What do you want, Roxie?”

“You.”

She quivered. Her fingernails curled into covers. Bastard. Sweat beaded between her breasts, and her entire being ached to feel him take her.

Grant pushed a little further inside her and she whimpered. Her heart pounded and her body writhed in fervid heat. She moaned again, trying to work his cock further inside her.

He smacked her ass.

Yes.
“Do it again,” she begged.

He spanked her again, harder, and then he took her fully—a swiftly fervent penetration that sucked all the breath out of her lungs.

Frantically, she moved her hips to meet Grant’s every rough plunge.

He clutched her, fingers digging as he pound into her, and she took it, feeling the sweet rhythm stretch toward ultimate pleasure.

He gave her another open palm smack.

“Oh!” The stinging pain reverberated straight toward those tightening strings of orgasm.
So close.
“Do it again!” she demanded.

Grant obliged.

The rough slap sent her straight over the edge. She screamed as pleasure cascaded through her, and those sounds of her ecstasy were met with the fierce growls of her werewolf lover.

He embedded himself, a guttural roar accompanying the jettison of his seed deep within her.

Roxie sank into the covers, gulping in air. Her ass throbbed, but she felt really, really good.

Grant fell beside her, his expression pure satisfaction. He traced her spine with one fingertip. “I can’t wait to do that with you again.”

“You and Jack,” said Roxie.

“Yeah.”

“Have you two shared a woman before?”

Grant nodded. “Sure. It’s not like we didn’t try dating or finding our mate before now. But there’s no one who fit with us. Not like you. You’re our fiery-hearted woman.”

She curled onto her side and cupped his face. “This is crazy.”

“So what?” He kissed the palm of her hand and then grasped her fingers. “How about a shower?”

“Is that offer open to anyone?” The question came from the door. Jack stood there, grinning like the wolf he was. “Looks like things went well.”

“Definitely,” said Grant.

“Good.” Jack’s gaze traced Roxie’s naked body. “Who’s up for getting wet?”

JACK JOINED GRANT
and Roxie under the hot spray of jetted water. Roxie took two small soaps and rubbed them together under the water. As soon as suds appeared, she began soaping Jack and Grant’s chests.

Jack had missed Roxie, and he’d hoped things had gone well between her Grant. Not that he’d been worried. After all, Matilda had nailed again—even beyond the grave. Given his and Grant’s twin attraction to Roxie, and her acceptance of them and their co-alpha rule of the Earth Pack, everything was falling into place.

Roxie’s hands slipped down, down, down, until the little soaps were rubbing each man’s engorged cock. While she continued stroking Grant, she cupped Jack’s balls and squeezed lightly.

His cock was already hard under her cleansing technique.

“Time to rinse.” He turned toward the pulsating water and scrubbed off the soap. While he backed her against the wall and pushed his cock into the wet vee of her thighs, Grant washed the soap of his body. Then he cupped Roxie from behind, pressing against the wet slope of generous buttocks.

She cupped Jack’s face in her palms and kissed him. He accepted the tenderness of her gesture.

Then he released her mouth to trail kissed down her neck. He saw that Grant’s fingers were busy at the juncture of her thighs, so he leaned down and suckled Roxie’s deliciously big nipples. The water beat down on them and wet bodies slipped against each other, wet skin creating the best kind of friction.

“What the hell is that?” asked Grant.

Roxie protested as the alpha stopped stroking her, and cocked an ear toward the open bathroom door.

Shit. Now, Jack heard it, too.

Someone was pounding on the hotel suite door. Between the rush of water and their mutual moans of pleasure, it should’ve been difficult to hear anything else.

“Damn werewolf super hearing,” groused Roxie. “It would be too much to believe that was room service.”

“Roxanna Royce Calabrese! You open this door!”

Jack and Grant both looked at Roxie. Her face had gone white. “Shit. It’s my mother.”

“Your middle name is Royce?” asked Grant.

“After my grandfather. Which is so fucking important right now.” Roxie exited the shower and grabbed one of the fluffy hotel robes.

Jack and Grant followed. Jack grabbed a robe and put it on. Grant strode right into the living room, barely catching Roxie before she opened the door.

“Hang on there, babe. We don’t know the situation yet.” He pulled Roxie to the side of the door, and then nodded at Jack. Jack rounded the bar and grabbed the .9mm loaded with silver bullets they kept right next to the Laphroaig.

The Earth Pack didn’t advocate violence. But they weren’t pussies, either. Jack couldn’t help but wonder how the hell the woman had gotten onto the floor. Being an alpha gave her privileges, of course. But still…

“What do you want?” yelled Grant. “We’re a little busy.”

“Me, too, assholes. Let me in.”

“Who’s with you?”

“No one,” Karen shouted. “I’m fucking alone, okay? Roxie!”

Grant looked out the peephole. He glanced over his shoulder at Jack, who nodded, clicked off the safety, and aimed the gun at the door.

“Your call, Roxie,” said Grant.

“Let her in.” Her voice shook.

Grant opened the door. He wasn’t expecting the Blood Pack alpha to stumble in and fall on her face.

Roxie and Grant crouched next to the woman, rolling her over. The black leather jacket, a stupid piece of clothing to wear in Vegas heat, fell open revealing a T-shirt as shredded as the skin beneath it. The wounds were massive, bloody, and not healing. It was a testament to the werewolf’s strength that she’d made it here still breathing.

“Mom.”

Karen’s eyes fluttered open. Hers was a face that roadmapped abuse, even now sporting a broken nose and two black eyes. She struggled to inhale, but Karen’s expression held nothing but vengeance and loathing. “Rick’s dead. Your fucking brother and his whore decided to take me out.”

“Crawl did this?” asked Roxie.

“Him, and Sara. Never liked her.” Karen coughed and blood leaked from her mouth.

“We’ll get you help,” said Grant.

“I’ve already called the healer,” called Jack. His cell phone was open on the bar, but he still aimed the gun at the dying alpha.

“Silver’s in my blood,” said Karen. “Too much of it. There’s no saving me. Don’t care. My Cody’s gone. I’m going, too.” She grabbed her daughter’s robe and yanked the girl forward. Her gaze zeroed in on Roxie. “You better fucking kill your brother, Roxie. If you don’t, he sure as shit is gonna kill you.”

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