Fire of the Wolf [The Gray Pack] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (10 page)

With her head thrown back and her eyes mostly shut she was the picture of passionate bliss. There were tiny goose bumps prickling her skin, and when he brushed one hand over her abdomen to hold her in place her muscles twitched. She was relaxed and pliant, causing his balls to clench up tightly. He loved watching a woman receive pleasure, and this woman especially made him burn.

* * * *

Caroline didn’t even notice when Damon moved up next to her until he kissed her. She tasted her own juices on his tongue and decided that it was the hottest flavor she had ever tasted. His fingers plucked at her swollen nipples as his tongue licked deep inside her mouth. Pulling her mouth away from his, she reached for his cock. He growled softly as she tugged him up toward her mouth.

Damon wasted no time in changing positions, angling his body so that she could suck his cock deep into her throat. His dick was slightly longer than Devin’s but not quite as thick. They were both much larger than any man she had been with, and she loved the way they filled her up at both ends. Each time Devin pounded into her pussy, her throat muscles grabbed at Damon’s cock.

Devin wrapped his large hands around her upper thighs and lifted her ass into the air so that she was resting on her upper shoulders. Devin’s face was rapturous, and Caroline let go of Damon’s cock to scream out his brother’s name. Her body racked with tremors of pleasure. Her hand came back to grip the base of his dick tight with her passion. Just as her orgasm hit her, she felt Devin sink his canine teeth into her shoulder. She writhed and cried out underneath him as another orgasm hit her. Something inside of her sparked and burned white hot as it flowed through her veins.

* * * *

It was Devin’s right as the Alpha of their pack to claim her first, but it reached into Damon’s gut and twisted his heart to see another claim on her. He had to make his own mark, and
now
.

Devin leaned down and kissed her deeply, and then licked her shoulder clean of the blood from his bite. Damon had to admit it looked so beautiful there that he could feel his cock growing even harder. Devin pulled back and rested a few feet away so that Damon could mark their mate, too. Then Damon moved around until he was lying between her legs, holding her close. He loved the way her full breasts pressed against his chest. He felt her rub up against him as he nuzzled her throat, nipping at her chin and neck. Using his cock, he stroked her sensitive pussy gently, just keeping her from relaxing out of the orgasm she had just had. Then he suddenly pulled her upward into his arms as he rested back on his heels. She was now straddling him with her inner thighs resting on the top of his thighs, and her pussy cradling his huge cock. They were face-to-face now with their bodies pressed tightly together, giving her much more control this way. She smiled at his growl and locked her legs tightly around his waist as his cock sunk balls deep into her. Her head fell backward, and her whimper was deep and pleading. He couldn’t remember ever feeling so good and wanted to somehow to sink even deeper inside of her.

He reached up and pulled the clip that held her hair out so that all of her long hair swirled around them, and he groaned deeply. Wrapping one hand into her long wavy locks, and banding his other arm around her waist, they rocked like that, with Damon gently stroking her back up to the top of the crest.

“Oh my God, Damon, you feel so good!” She whimpered as her body started rippling around him, and his wolf preened at the passionate declaration.

“Come on, beautiful, come for me.” He tugged at her hair until she tipped her head backward, and he could reach her neck easily. He nibbled and tasted her skin, memorizing every curve of her throat and shoulder.

She rolled her hips against him, trying to get him to move faster. He could sense her need, and using his own strength, pushed their momentum faster and fucked deeper into her. Just as she felt her soul break into a million pieces, he bit down on her shoulder opposite where his brother had left his mark. The bite sent her into oblivion. Whether she understood it or not she was theirs, body and soul. She quickly drifted off to sleep, cradled on the floor between the two huge men.

* * * *

Hours later Caroline awoke still clutched to Damon’s chest with Devin spooned up against her back. They still lay between the coffee table and the couch. One of them had pulled a blanket up over them, and her head was pillowed on Devin’s broad bicep. She relished the warm security of their bodies, and wondered how long this could possibly last. She was ashamed that she had welcomed them both so easily, and hadn’t tried to stop this whole situation before it got out of hand. What was she doing? She was a grown-ass woman who had a life, and responsibilities, and no desire to be owned by anyone. But she did want to be cherished, and she wanted desperately to be loved. When Devin had kissed her, she had seen a spark of something more than desire in his eyes, but she denied it to herself.

She could feel their even breathing, and when she shifted her weight, rolling off of Damon’s chest and closer to Devin, she could feel Devin’s hand slide gently over her hip, adjusting to her body and molding himself against her. It sent her blood pressure sky-high, and she had to clench her hands to keep from reaching back and grabbing for him. Every movement was glorious agony, and she craved more of them.

She finally decided that she needed to move away from them so that she could think clearly, and she gently pulled out from between them, standing above them at their feet. She admired them as they slept, wishing that just once everything would work out to a happily ever after. They were so tall and muscular, and damn! Had she ever seen abs so ripped in her life? Her mouth drooled as she envisioned following that line of muscles with her tongue, and hearing her men moan in pleasure again. Her men? There I go again! she thought, and, brushing her long hair out of her face, she headed for her room to shower and go to bed, alone.

She took a longer shower than she had anticipated, but her muscles were slightly sore after the loving she had just experienced. When she got out of the shower, she stood in front of the mirror looking her body over, and wondering what these two werewolves saw in her that made them believe she was their mate. She had been told by men in the past that she was hot, but like most women she saw flaws where others saw perfection. She knew that she had great breasts, and her waist was small, but her hips were nowhere near slim. She had an apple-shaped butt that ran into long, muscular legs. She wasn’t really tall, and thanks to her daily yoga regimen, she was muscled and fit. She sometimes felt like her legs were too muscular, and looked too masculine. She just didn’t think they fit the proportions of the rest of her body. Her face shape was often compared to Reese Witherspoon who she thought was lovely, but she had always hated her pointy chin, and wide forehead. Right now, with her lips swollen from kisses, she felt feminine, and she loved the warm, well-loved feeling her body had right now.

I can’t stay here, she thought to herself. She knew that they wanted her, but the reality of the situation was that two men just didn’t share a woman for a long-term relationship. Even if they were not completely human, they still lived in a human world, and had to fit into it. Two men with one woman was definitely not the socially acceptable everyday relationship. Shaking her head at her own thoughts in the mirror, she huffed and decided she would think more about all of this in the morning.

As she stepped out of the bathroom, she found both men in her room. Devin stood leaning against the wall next to the bedroom door with his arms crossed, still completely naked and looking dangerously sexy. Damon sat naked on the edge of the bed, leaned over with his elbows on his knees watching her for her next move.

“Why did you leave us, beautiful?” he asked hesitantly.

“Ummm…look guys, I uhhh…that was great, well, really it was fantastic, and I really like you both, but uhhh…I ummm…” She stuttered and fumbled, holding her arms tightly around her stomach which had started to tumble as soon as she had opened the bathroom door and seen them. Devin pushed off of the wall and stalked toward her, his green eyes flashing, and his jaw muscles clenching. The way his powerful muscles clenched and relaxed with each movement would have made any woman wet, and she definitely was.

“You will never leave us again without telling one of us where you are going, Caroline. Is that clear?” His tone said that this was not the time to argue with him about ownership, and truly she was just too tired at this point to want to do battle with them.

She sighed and looked deep into his eyes. “Okay. Now what?” Do I turn into a werewolf as soon as the moon rises, or will I start growing fur? Do I become your flavor of the week that waits around for you to find another girl to fuck when you tell her she is your mate?”

Devin’s eyes hardened in anger at her vicious words, but she couldn’t hold it in. She was irritated, and there was an edge of fear in her voice. As if sensing his brother’s temper was at the breaking point, Damon got up and reached out, pulling her away from Devin, closer to the bed.

“Now, nothing. Now we are going to lie down in this bed and get some sleep. We can talk about it in the morning. You have had way too much to process all at once. Devin sounds scary, but he really just wants you to know that we were worried when we realized you were missing from us. We want you close so that we can protect you. That’s all.” He pulled her onto the bed and tucked her in against him, spooning up against her backside. His fingers brushed her hair back out of her face, and he rubbed his face in the soft locks.

“Protect me from what?” she asked.

“Go to sleep, Caroline. We can talk more tomorrow.” Damon’s response was a soft mumble next to her ear, and it sent goose bumps across her skin. Caroline could feel him relaxing against her, and he sighed a contented sigh behind her.

She watched Devin walk over to the light switch to flip it off, and in the dim light of the room, she could see him head for the bed. He slid into the sheets, and lay there tensely as if unsure what he wanted to do next.

Though the logical part of her brain said that she should avoid him because she was angry with him, she couldn’t stop herself from reaching out and laying her hand on his hard stomach. She wanted, no, she needed to touch him, and she relished the feeling of his ripped muscles as they fluttered under her palm. His skin was smooth and soft under her caressing palm, and she forced herself to just relax her hand, leaving it resting possessively over his abdomen. This was clearly the right move for him, because he scooted closer until they were touching. Facing her, he rested his large hand on her thigh, and pulled her leg up over his until her knee brushed lightly against his groin. He left one hand wrapped around her upper thigh, and he rested his chin on top of her head close to where Damon’s was tucked into the back of her neck, nuzzling her hair. His other hand he brought up to hold her hand tight to his chest, refusing to let her pull it away. Caroline could feel the warmth of the brothers weakening her defenses again, and she slipped into the best sleep of her life.

* * * *

Caroline’s last conscious thought drifted into the twins brains.

Mine.

Their eyes met as they heard her clearly in their heads, and they both grinned and held her just a little bit closer. Devin sighed in relief. The mating bond had taken, and now they would need to be patient and guide their mate into her new life as a werewolf. He knew that the next step was to explain the changes that would go through her body as she became a werewolf, and that scared him a little. He would also have to introduce her to the pack, but he wanted to keep her here for a few more days. Then they would share her with their family as the Alpha’s mate. Finally with a deep sigh he let himself relax into sleep.

A heavy knocking woke Caroline the next morning. It took her almost a full minute to clear her mind and remember where she was, and who was holding her captive in the bed. Devin’s arm was like a manacle locked around her waist, but she shivered her pleasure at his hot breath on her neck, and his hard cock pressed to her backside. Damon was no longer with them, and Caroline could hear him talking with someone at the front door. His voice sounded impatient and irritated, and she could hear another man’s voice arguing. She felt Devin sigh deeply behind her as if he realized that this intruder meant he would have to leave her warm and soft in the bed. For just a second he held her tighter in his embrace, and then he pulled away.

“I hate to let you go, but I have to go check it out. You better hit the shower, sugar, or else you won’t get any hot water. Damon can spend hours in there.” He kissed her forehead and rolled out of bed, leaving the room completely butt-ass naked. Surely he was going to his bedroom to get dressed. She hadn’t seen where the guys’ rooms were yet, but she couldn’t believe he would want to greet anyone at the door naked. Though, she had to admit to herself that she would be a hell of a happy woman to have that hot body open any door to her.

I’m depraved, she thought. I have spent all night with two men that are insane, and want to make me insane, too. I need to find somewhere else to stay soon or I’m not sure I will ever be able to leave.

She headed to the bathroom to take another hot shower. The soreness in her muscles from last night had changed to just stiffness, and the steamy water relaxed and rejuvenated her. Not finding her clothes anywhere in either room, it dawned on her that they were probably still spread all over the living room where the guys stripped them off of her. So she pulled on the expensive-looking, pale-pink robe that hung on a hook in the bathroom. It hung on her, dragging on the floor because she was so short, and she giggled, quietly imagining that she probably looked ridiculous, but she damn well wasn’t wandering the house nude like Devin.