Fox, Morgan - Craving Silence [Cowboys and Werewolves] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (18 page)

Leaving Silence breathless, he paused and licked the seam of her lips. Cocking his head to glance over at Walker, he said, “Then tell me what I want to know, or I’m going back to doing what I was before you rudely interrupted.”

Walker’s body seemed to enlarge right before his eyes, and within a second’s notice, he was chest to chest with him, both growling, preparing to fight. Silence immediately hopped off the counter and wiggled her way in between them. Her hands pressed against their chests. The moment they were joined like that, the power that surged through him was explosive and left him breathless and shocked.

“Please don’t do this,” she begged. Glancing up at Walker, her eyes watered. “You promised me. You said you could handle this.”

“Wait a second.” Lance placed one of his hands over hers and held it more securely to his chest. Eyeing her, he asked, “Did you feel that?”

Silence nodded. “Yes, Lance. We all felt that. It’s what happens when Walker touches me.”

He stared at Walker, whose fists were still balled at his sides. “That energy came from you?”

As Lance watched Walker closely, he saw the taller man’s jaw tick, the muscles shifting as if he were grinding his teeth together. His eyes suddenly darted to meet Silence’s. For a long, drawn-out moment, nothing was said between them, and then he answered him.

“It would seem that I’m a little more than a lycan.”

With an arched brow, Lance snickered. “No shit,” he said, still holding Silence’s hand against his chest, the addictive power still charging through him.

The expression on Walker’s face couldn’t have been more serious as he said, “I’m a witch.”

Both of Lance’s eyebrows sprung up in complete surprise. As if the billionaire boy toy didn’t have enough going for him, now he could add witch to his list of accomplishments. He had to admit that was not exactly the explanation he thought he was going to hear.
Holy shit, Walker’s a witch and a lycan. How in the hell am I supposed to compete with that?

“You’re not kidding, are you?”

“No, Lance, he’s not kidding.”

Lance took a step back and leaned against the far countertop. He ran his fingers through his hair, gripping hold as if trying to keep his head from exploding. His mind was a whirlwind of questions. What was he supposed to do with that bit of information? How was he supposed to digest that Walker was a witch when he was still making heads or tails of being a lycan himself? This world was flipping around faster than a bucking bronco.

* * * *

Silence stepped in front of him, taking both his hands in hers. “I know this has all been quite a shock to you, but I honestly believe everything will be okay. I’ll help you to tame your beast, and we’ll work something out between us. Walker’s powers are just another little adjustment in our lives.”

“A little adjustment?” he said with a gasp. “Are you sure you even want me? It seems Mr. Perfect truly has everything going for him. He may just cast a spell on you to strip me from your thoughts.”

“If I could, I would’ve already,” Walker said, folding his arms over his chest. Silence glared at him, and he put his hands up. “Sorry, sweetheart, but I’d prefer not to have to share you, but”—his gaze drifted over the two of them as they stood holding hands—“I get that you need him, too.”

Lance instantly cupped her cheek. His soft-blue eyes sparkled as he looked at her. His lips curved into a wicked grin. He slyly said, “So you do need me?”

She slugged him in the gut and stormed out of the kitchen, yelling, “You two are driving me insane!”

They were driving her crazy, emotionally and physically. She couldn’t seem to make heads or tails out of anything. Her heart wanted one thing, and her body wanted another. Nothing seemed to be easy. What were they going to do?

“Good going, jackass,” Walker said, nudging Lance’s shoulder as he trailed after her.

“I’m the jackass? What the hell do you think you are?” Lance said as he, too, made his way after her.

She faced them, her hands up to keep them both at arm’s length. “Gentlemen, please stop. I really don’t want to have to ask you both to leave.”

“You could try,” Walker said in a powerfully deep voice, a voice so primal it made her skin prickle as if his fingers were slowly tracing over the flesh of her body.

Her eyes widened. “Stop using magic on me, Walker,” she growled.

“Stop making me.”

She reached for the throw blanket on her sofa and attempted to wrap it around her, but before she could, the material was stripped from her hands and tossed back into the same position it had been before she tried to pick it up.

Walker teased, “You don’t need to cover up that beautiful body, Silence. I like how comfortable you are standing naked in front of us.” He stepped closer to her, and she immediately felt warm all over.

“What are you doing?” she asked breathlessly.

“I’m going to show you that I’m all right with Lance being with you as long as I am with you, too.”

She shook her head. “You can’t mean that.”

“Why can’t I? I think it might be kind of fun to see how we can pleasure you together. How each of us can make you come.”

Walker glanced over his shoulder to Lance, who then took a moment to remove the rest of his clothing.

“I think that sounds like a great idea,” Lance said.

“You can’t be serious?”

“Oh, but we are,” her mates said in unison.

With her eyes, she followed Lance as he circled around the back of the sofa toward her. Walker continued to close the distance between them. Her heart raced as her mates surrounded her. They took possession of her body, their hands caressing her shoulders, waist, breasts, and hips. Then Walker’s power flooded through her once more, and instantly her head fell back, finding Lance’s hard chest.

Her arm cradled around his neck, holding Lance close to her as his hands did wicked things to her body. Honestly, she wasn’t sure whose hands were doing what. All she did know was that it felt mind blowing.

Gasping for air, she begged, “Please tell me we’re going to be okay after this, that it won’t be weird when this is all over.”

Walker cupped her face, and her eyes fluttered open, bringing her gaze to his. “First, things between us will never be over. Secondly, I promise that nothing will ever change how I feel about you. Silence, nothing could ever stop me from loving you.”

“Or wanting to love you,” Lance whispered and then began kissing the lobe of her ear.

With a devilish grin on his face, Walker dropped to his knees in front of her and raised her leg, draping it over his broad, powerful shoulder. Spreading the folds of her pussy with his fingers, his tongue slid over her clit again and again. She cried out as waves of pleasure rocked her almost off her feet.

Lance had been there to steady her, his mouth trailing wild and sensual kisses along her neck and shoulders, while his hands cupped her breasts, playing and plucking at her nipples. He whispered sweet nothings in her ear, and her pussy clenched with heated desires.

Walker’s wicked tongue danced over her throbbing clit as his finger pressed deep inside her. Moaning, she couldn’t help but grip him by his dark-brown hair to keep him close. She didn’t want him to stop his fevered pursuit of her pussy. When he inserted a second finger inside her and pumped them slowly as if fucking her with his cock, she sprung up onto her toes.

“Oh, God, that feels so good,” she cried out. “Please don’t stop.”

With two fingers fucking her, Walker used his free hand to spread the moist lips of her pussy so he could take her clit fully into his mouth. He sucked on the pulsing bud until stars fluttered in her vision and her body surged with wild and wicked vigor.

Spasms shook her as she found her release, coming with a blinding fury. Her hips bucked forward, riding the fingers still lodged deep inside her pussy. Walker’s tongue glided sensually over her clit and deeper, replacing his fingers. Licking his lips, he rose to his full height and took her by the hand.

“Come with me,” he told her, and she did, but her other hand was securely laced with Lance’s.

The three of them stepped into her bedroom. Walker sat at the edge of the bed and laid back, his cock hard and ready for her.

“Sit on my cock, Silence, but face Lance.” She did, spreading her legs to the outside of Walker’s. She slid down his monstrous shaft and took him as deep inside her cunt as she could.

The tight feel of him had her gasping the moment they were fully joined. Walker clasped his hands on her hips, forcing her to ride him at a pace he commanded.

“Now, take Lance’s cock and do with it what you will,” he said, groaning.

Lance stepped close to her, his hands cradling her face. He dipped his head down to kiss her, sliding his tongue deep into her mouth. Once she had her fill of his fevered kisses, she smiled at him. Her fingers trailed down the hard ridge of muscles on his chest and stomach. Leaning forward, she traced over the sexy V curve of his hips and lower abdomen with her tongue, sliding down to lick the head of his cock. Her hands molded to his hips, nails digging into the firm globes of his ass, pulling him closer as she took his thick shaft into her mouth.

Sucking him slowly, she licked the salty sweetness of his skin, loving the velvety smoothness wrapped over hard steel. Not for one moment did she ever imagine that she would find pleasure with both her mates at the same time, but here they were, together.

Her body was on fire, alive with energy and passions never before discovered. She couldn’t keep her heart from racing or her skin from tingling as she felt the exhilarating connection of being joined with her mates.

Walker’s hips continued to pump up and down while she sucked Lance’s cock deep into her mouth, their hands still exploring one another’s bodies. The pulsing union left her breathless and yearning for more.

The intensity in which Walker fucked her increased, surging deeper and deeper inside her. Her pussy throbbed and tingled as she felt the first wave of her orgasm hit her. Pulling away from Lance, she cried out, an explosion of ecstasy flooding her body. Walker was teasing her. Not only had he made her come with wild abandon, but he’d drenched her mind and body in magical euphoria.

Catching her breath, she gazed at him from over her shoulder and said, “That’s cheating.”

“Not from where I’m sitting,” he said with a gleaming smile. “Now, be a good girl and get on all fours for Lance. I’m sure he’d like to have a little fun, too.”

Nervous flutters whipped around in her belly, and not from nerves of fear or worry, but from complete and total sexual wantonness. She rose to her feet just as Walker scooted back, moving to his knees on the bed. She turned and placed both of her knees at the edge of the bed, her hands resting on the mattress just in front of Walker.

Immediately, she felt Lance’s hands on her ass, spreading her cheeks wide. Then she felt his tongue pressing deep inside her pussy and his fingers smearing her cum all around her cunt and anus. His mouth feasted on her, licking and sucking on her clit. She closed her eyes as he teased and tormented her body, making her want to spread her legs wider so he had better access to pleasure her.

Walker placed his finger under her chin, and the moment their eyes locked, she knew what he wanted. Shifting forward, he brought his erect cock to her lips. Without hesitation, she slowly took his shaft deep into her mouth. She used her hand to work the base as her mouth licked and sucked at the crown.

He tasted different from Lance. His wild-spice scent filled her nostrils as she savored the alluring flavor of him. Each time she took him into her mouth, she could feel the buzzing of his magic. He seemed to have trouble keeping his power bottled up as she tormented his cock. She nibbled on the crown, and he hissed, gripping her hair in his hands.