Fire of the Wolf [The Gray Pack] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (9 page)

“Wha…what are you doing? I told you I want to see you change into a werewolf, not get naked!” she choked out the words, wondering if they were as husky out loud as they sounded to her ears.

“Caroline, I can’t change with clothing on or I will tear them apart, so instead of ruining a good pair of jeans I’m going to remove them. Don’t worry, sugar. I won’t ever hurt you no matter what form I’m in.” Devin spoke in a quiet voice, and his patient tone told her how important this moment was to him. She bit her lip as she watched him, wondering if he could sense her fear.

“Baby, you are going to have to stop looking at me like that or I won’t be able to concentrate!” She blushed but couldn’t look away as he quickly pushed his jeans and boxer briefs down his hips. He stood proudly in front of her, completely naked, and allowed her to drink her fill of him. Her lips parted, and her eyes glazed over. The strength in his long lean limbs was staggering. Every line of his body was muscled and tense. The notch at his hips, and the curve of that muscle that led to his groin was fascinating. She wanted to follow it with her tongue. His huge cock stood erect against his six-pack stomach, and her fingers tingled with the urge to reach out and stroke him. The golden coloring of his skin made him look devastatingly sexy, and his eyes glittered as their gazes connected.

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Devin’s human brain told him that he was pushing her too fast, and that she wouldn’t be able to understand fully without more time, but his wolf was snarling at him to hurry. His mate needed to see him change in order to believe his words, and he wasn’t going to let her down.

He could see in her hazy eyes how much she wanted his human form, but he needed her to accept his wolf form as well. He prayed to God in his head that this would work. If she ran he knew the rejection would tear his heart out.

For years he had imagined what it would be like when he met his mate, and he had always believed that his mate would already be a werewolf. Faced with a human mate, who had no real understanding of the creature he was, he faltered. His gut was knotted with tension. He wasn’t sure if he was making the best choice, but he was making the only choice he could.

Taking a deep breath, he changed.

Caroline shrieked and jumped backward on the couch a little bit. Right where Devin had been standing, suddenly a large black wolf stood. The wolf was absolutely still and clearly waiting for her to acknowledge it. It was beautiful, with a small white streak down the left side of its face where a dimple would have been. Staring back at her were Devin’s glorious light-green eyes, but they now had a distinct glow. He was larger than she imagined a normal wolf would be, but then again she had never come face-to-face with a real-life wolf. There was a sexy elegance about the way he stood there while she stared at him, trying to accept what she had just seen. It was real because she had never taken her eyes off of him. The change wasn’t a gradual thing like she had expected, but instead it happened in the blink of an eye. First Devin was there, strong and steady, and then he was on four paws, tense and alert. Slowly, he moved toward her. His movement was somehow more graceful and powerful in this form.

His paws were larger than her hands, and his fur shown in the dim light of the evening sun that filtered through the windows. Without understanding why, Caroline knew she needed to touch him. She dropped to her knees next to the couch, and tentatively she reached out her hand. The wolf dipped his head until her fingers rested on the fur at the back of his neck. She wrapped her fingers into the silky ebony, and breathed in. She could still smell Devin on this creature, and staring into his eyes, she knew. She knew she couldn’t deny what she had seen, or that something inside of her was drawn to him even in this animal body. Slowly she laid her head on top of his furry back and rubbed her cheek against him. He was so deliciously soft, and she couldn’t help thinking that she never wanted to let him go. She needed him, and Damon.

She glanced over at Damon to see him watching her with his own pleasure glowing in his deep-green eyes. She should be running for her life now that she knew the truth, but instead she was tightly holding this huge black wolf. Under her cheek she could feel the relief in his muscles and then his transition from beast back to man, and she found her cheek pressed against Devin’s hot skin on his chest. His arms wrapped around her and brought her hard against him up onto her knees. Her mouth met his, and as his hot tongue stroked hers, she exploded with pent-up desire. She opened herself to him, kissing him with everything in her soul. Her body shook as she pressed it hard against him, and he shifted to meet her. He ground his erection against her belly, and she groaned into his mouth at the delicious tingles that swept over her.

She felt him pressing her backward onto the floor. The soft carpet underneath her gave way, and cradled her as she fell off the cliff and into this cloud of passion. She accepted his touch and kisses willingly, and felt her heart soar when Damon’s hands joined Devin’s. She could feel Damon pulling at her jeans, and she lifted her hips to help get them off faster. Her pussy was swollen with need, and her heart pounded in her chest as Devin lay against her, naked and hard. Her hands reached out to touch him everywhere. She needed to feel the masculinity of him and hold it against her. The two men worked in tandem to strip her bare to their eyes. Damon pulled her panties over her hips and off of her legs, causing Caroline to gasp at the cool air against her hot skin. Before she could relish those sensations, Devin was pulling her shirt off over her head and quickly flipped the front clasp of her bra open, so that he could lay claim to her breasts. As her breasts tumbled from the purple lace bra, she had a twinge of embarrassment under their heated gazes. Her nipples sharpened into hard nubs and pointed directly at them, beckoning them to touch her. Weirded out by her body’s instant reaction to them, she tried to reach up and cover herself as Damon stopped and stripped his clothes off in record time, but Devin growled.

“Don’t ever hide yourself from us, sweetheart. You are perfect, and you belong to us.” His voice was husky and filled with passion.

She dropped her hands away, so that they could indulge in a long look. She could see on their faces how much they desired her, and she squirmed under their hot gaze. Devin bent and kissed the large bruise over her hip gently, and then within a breath, Damon was kissing his way up her naked leg, stroking and teasing his way from bottom to top. When he reached her hip he, too, brushed a soft kiss over her bruise before moving on to explore her body. Devin suckled at her nipples. They tingled from all of the delicious touches, and she pressed her body even closer to him.

Devin’s hands caressed her face, back, and everywhere he could reach as he played with her tits. Her blood was boiling, and the tight, warm ball of need in her stomach was about to make her scream. She wanted to feel them filling her, and taking her. She needed their strength and hardness, and something inside of her yearned for more than just this sexual encounter, but she didn’t know what more was? He stopped and lifted up to look into her eyes. Damon’s lips were kissing their way across her upper thigh, but he, too, paused to look at her face when Devin spoke.

“Are you sure this is what you want, sugar? We can stop if it’s not. It might kill us, but we will stop if you say so.” Both men waited with bated breath to hear her response. They were all three wrapped tightly together and completely naked, but she could sense that they would accede to her wishes no matter what.

“Devin, if you two stop now, I will kill you, even if you are werewolves,” she gritted out through her teeth, and she reached out to grab him, pulling him up from where he rested by her hips. She pulled his thick cock into her hand, stroking the velvet-covered shaft, and enjoying his soft growl. She wasn’t very experienced with sex, but she knew that he was extremely well-endowed in his human form, and she wondered how he would fit inside her. The thought of his thickness filling her completely was dizzying, and she felt her skin flush hotter.

Hearing his gasp for air as she stroked her hand over him, she smiled and relished in the power her touch had over these men. They needed her as much as she needed them. She reached for Damon as he removed all of his clothes. Holding both of them in her hands, she stroked their cocks while they stroked her body. She arched against Devin, as Damon’s fingers found her wet entrance, and he slid one finger into her. Devin’s mouth went back to licking and nipping at her nipples. He bit down a little less than gently on one and grinned to himself as she moaned in delight.

“You are so damn hot right now, Caroline.” The strength of Damon’s passionate words made her heart race faster as his voice rumbled across her skin. She arched up again, pressing her need toward the two men.

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Encouraged, Damon pulled her thighs farther apart so that he could see all of her wet femininity. She was a natural brunette and kept her bush neatly trimmed, but not shaved completely. He loved the sight of her juice glistening on her curls between her inner thighs, and using his fingers, he spread her slick pussy lips to look at her swollen clit. She was moaning, and she smelled so amazing. He flicked his fingertip across her clit, causing her to rock up to meet his waiting tongue, and his wolf growled deep within him as he proceeded to love her cunt. She tasted sweeter than any candy he had ever experienced. He could go on tonguing her for the rest of his days if she would let him, just enjoying her taste, and her moans and cries of pleasure. He slipped a finger into her hot entrance and curled it upward until he found that tiny rough patch that was so sensitive inside of her. She squealed and tightened her fist on Devin’s cock.

“Fuck, that’s sexy.” Devin leaned back to get a look at what Damon was doing to her.

Damon’s fingers plunged deep inside Caroline’s pussy, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. He never thought he would be comfortable watching his woman get loved by his brother, but this was almost too hot for him to handle.

* * * *

Devin moved closer to Caroline’s head and stroked her cheek with his finger, silently asking permission. His huge cock was inches from her face. She knew what he wanted, and before he could move again, she licked his thick length, tasting his salty flavor. The taste of him combined with the flick of Damon’s tongue on her clit was driving her wild. Before she could question herself, she sucked his cock all the way to the back of her throat. The hot ring of her lips sealed around his cock, and he groaned back. She proceeded to suck him off, and he closed his eyes to enjoy it. She matched her soft licks to the ones that Damon was stroking over her clit, and it electrified her. She reached underneath to stroke his balls, and relished the grasping growl from his chest when he couldn’t hold back his pleasure at the motion.

“God damn, that’s good.” He groaned loudly.

Damon, hearing his brother’s tight groan, looked up to see Caroline sucking his dick, and their eyes met. He winked at her as his tongue wiggled softly against her, and his fingers curled to stroke her deeply. Her cheeks heated until she was sure they were pink, but she continued to suckle on Devin. Her eyes were half closed, as she bobbed on his cock, and she looked away from Damon only to catch Devin’s hot gaze as he watched her.

Damon started pumping his fingers into her tight opening, and he slipped his other hand under her ass to hold her close. He used his lips to massage her swollen bud in a circular motion, gentle at first and then stronger and faster. She arched hard, and her pussy creamed when he pressed his thumb against her pink rosebud. She had never been touched there, and it brought another powerful wave of desire forward. He left his thumb just barely pressing into her ass as he suckled and finger fucked her cunt.

Caroline she loved the control she had over Devin’s pleasure, but Damon’s fast fingers kept her in constant fever. She wanted to be fucked. She bucked her hips up and increased her suction on Devin. Somehow the look in her eyes told Devin that she had had enough teasing, and he eased out of her mouth at the same time as Damon brought her to a white-hot orgasm with his tongue and touch.

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Devin just watched as the orgasmic ripples went through her body, and he growled again when he heard her scream out Damon’s name. He watched a satisfied smirk light up Damon’s face, and took his challenge.

Devin was willing to share Caroline, but he needed to hear his own name on her lips when she climaxed. As Damon moved away from her sopping-wet pussy, Devin moved between her legs, and lined his hard cock up with her. He stroked the tip of his cock up and down her slit, reveling in her tremors and the fluttering of her pussy muscles against his tip.

“Please.” She groaned.

“Please what, sugar?” he asked demandingly. She looked like a goddess with her face flushed, and her lips swollen from sucking his cock. His balls ached with need.

“Fuck me!” she moaned.

“Oh I will, and so will Damon. We will fuck you over and over again, until you never even dream of leaving us.” With that he slowly sunk his cock into her tight pussy, feeling her muscles gripping him and pulling deeper and deeper. She screamed as another orgasm hit her, and arched up off of the floor, grasping at Devin’s muscular shoulders.

He could feel her fingernails biting into his skin as he began a slow rhythm of thrusting deep into her warmth. She was hotter than anything he had ever felt in his life. He wasn’t sure he would ever get enough of her.