Lorelei (11 page)

“You. You and Zeke.” She figured honesty was the best policy. “You’re both so gorgeous.”

She didn’t add on, “and I’m not.” No, she swallowed the words, but he must have read her feelings because he narrowed his eyes.

“You’re the gorgeous one, Lorelei. Gorgeous and lush and beautiful and sexy as fuck.” Dylan’s hoarse words touched something inside her and she nodded in agreement.

“You know what else is pretty?”

Lorelei shook her head.

“This pussy.”

With that, he showed her how pretty.

Dylan parted her lower lips with his fingers and pressed his mouth to her. There was no teasing build up or gentle caresses. No, he mastered her with the first press of his lips to her body.

His tongue lapped at her clit, licking and tasting her. He sucked and flicked her clit, tormenting her and she sobbed. Unable to stop herself, she fisted his strands, tightening her hand to hold him in place. Her hips moved of their own volition, gently rocking against his talented tongue.

“Dylan…” she whispered his name as a plea for more.

“Does that feel good, baby?” Zeke’s words were a husky murmur and she opened her eyes to stare at him.

Hell, she hadn’t even realized she’d closed them. But she had and when she gave Zeke her attention, she found him leaning against the counter beside her. His yellowed eyes were trained on Dylan between her thighs, but his hand… One hand wrapped around his cock, slowly stroking himself with gentle movements.

“Does his tongue feel good on your little clit?” he asked her again and she nodded, turning her attention to Dylan.

His wolf’s eyes met hers and she knew his animal was right beneath the surface of his human skin. “Feels so good, Dylan.” He sucked hard on her clit and she shuddered. “So good.”

Good apparently wasn’t enough for Dylan. No, because then he released her sex lips and two blunt fingertips teased her heat, the very center of her. ‘Round and ‘round he traced her opening, ‘round and ‘round increasing her arousal and adding to the pleasure coursing through her veins.

“Please…” She needed to be filled so, so badly. Stretched and filled and stroked until she came.

“We’ll give you anything you want,” Zeke’s moist breath bathed her ear and then his rough cheek scraped hers. “Why don’t you push those fingers inside her cunt, D? Give our mate what she needs.”

The question barely left Zeke’s mouth before Dylan did as directed. Those digits pressed deeply, sliding inside her sheath until he couldn’t delve any farther.

She gasped with the fullness. Gasped and rocked against it, fucking herself on his hand. “Good. Fuck. So good.” Lorelei once again tightened her hand in his hair, using him, taking what she needed from her mate. She couldn’t wait to find out what it’d feel like to have them both possessing her. “Please.”

Then it became a whirlwind of sensation. Dylan loved on her pussy, stroking, pumping, thrusting, and sucking. The movements sent more and more pleasure through her veins, her nerves reacting to each snippet of bliss that he gifted. Her moans and cries were echoed by Zeke’s heavy breathing and Dylan’s groans.

His ministrations remained constant, the regular rhythm sending her closer and closer to the edge until she knew her release was within reach.

It lurked on the edge of a cliff and she stretched for it, urging it to come closer and pushing her body nearer. She wanted to revel in the pleasure and bliss her mate caused.

Mate. Mate. Mate.

He’d be hers soon. They’d be hers soon.

“Oh, God.
Please
,” she sobbed.

“Nibble on that clit, D.” Zeke’s voice was husky and deep. “Our girl likes a little pain.”

And then Dylan did as Zeke asked, his hard fang skating over that bundle of nerves and then it was there. It was there within reach and she pounced, wrapping her arms around the bubble of pleasure.

She arched her back with the overwhelming release, the fire of her orgasm tearing through her veins and setting her nerves alight with the heat. It continued, the bliss enveloping her in a racing wind of joy. Her body trembled, muscles contracting and relaxing in a stuttering rhythm until she thought she’d die from the varying tempo.

Her pussy clenched and milked his fingers, and damn she wanted him inside her.

Both
of them inside her. They would possess her at the same time and then sink their teeth into her flesh.

They’d claim her for their own.

And she couldn’t wait.

*

Dylan slipped his fingers free of her weeping pussy, her heat clinging to him as if it didn’t want to release his touch. He had to be honest, he didn’t want to free her either.

But he did and the moment he left her warmth, he lifted his glistening fingers to his mouth. He held Lorelei’s gaze as he slipped them between his lips and he sucked them clean, enjoying the salty sweet flavor of her cream. When he’d lapped up every drop, he released his treat and grinned at her.

“Delicious.”

That drew a whimper from her and he knew she was half way to another release. Their mate was a sensual woman and he wanted to give her as much pleasure as possible.

She stroked his face, finger tracing the line of his jaw. “Thank you.”

He grasped her wrist and turned her arm until her palm faced him. He placed a kiss to the center, following up the sweet move with a pinching nibble that drew another groan forward.

“My pleasure.”

Her arousal swamped him, her continued desire for them fully evident.

But something else wrapped around him. Miles’ and Holden’s scents. His wolf howled in objection, demanding he wash her clean of them. Blood still marred the soft surface of her skin and he was quick to roll to his feet.

“Let’s wash you and then we can see what else will make you scream.” Dylan held out his hand to her, helping her from the counter while Zeke opened the shower door.

A handful of steps brought them all beneath the water. Several shower heads rained liquid on them, ensuring they were warmed by the sprays.

Zeke stepped after Lorelei, leaving her front facing him and bared to his gaze.

“Sweet, you’re so beautiful. So ours.” Dylan couldn’t hold back the possessive words.

Lorelei simply trembled for him, her eyes glazing with desire.

“Let’s get our mate clean and then we can move to other things.” Zeke nuzzled her neck and Dylan took that as his cue to get to work.

He immediately reached for the soap dish. Tiny pre-wrapped soap rested on the small ledge along with—he picked up the small tube—waterproof lube. Quirking his brow, he showed it to Lorelei and Zeke.

“At least they’re prepared.” Lorelei grinned at him.

Dylan’s knees went weak at the idea of preparation, at the concept of Zeke slicking his fingers and stretching their mate before taking possession.

“You shouldn’t tease.” He leaned over to set down the lube and snatch the soap, but a gentle hand on his arm had him turning back to her.

“Wherever you want, whenever you want, Dylan. I know you two won’t hurt me and I,” she licked her lips, “I want you just as much as you want me.”

Zeke’s wicked gaze met Dylan’s, but his partner spoke into Lorelei’s ear. “Talk like that is going to get you pressed between us, baby. It’ll end up with one of us fucking your wet pussy while the other slides into your ass.” His friend scraped a fang along her neck. “Has anyone been in your ass before? Do you like the burn?”

“I’ve never,” she shook her head. “Never.”

Dylan’s cock hardened further at the admission and he was desperate to sink into her body, to claim her.

Instead of releasing the lube, he held it up and waved it slightly. “Who do you want in your virgin ass?”

He stepped closer, close enough that his cock brushed the softness of her stomach. He fought his release, demanded his damn cock hold back. Shooting before he got inside her, before he bit and claimed her, would mean starting over again. He needed to find his control.

Lorelei didn’t say a word, but Zeke reached past her and snatched the tube. “I want to stretch her and push into her. Besides,” he flashed his friend a grin. “You’d split her apart.”

Dylan grimaced and prayed Lorelei didn’t ask about Zeke’s statement. Zeke and Dylan were partners, but they weren’t sexual with each other. That didn’t mean they didn’t get a look at each other while sharing a woman. And more than once, a chick had complained about Dylan’s girth.

Zeke was right. For the first time, his friend would claim her there.

“How… How do we do this?” Her voice was timid and soft, but his wolf-enhanced hearing allowed him to catch her words.

“Leave it to us.” Dylan stepped even closer and leaned down, pressing his lips to hers. He delved into her mouth, tasting and hunting those flavors that made his wolf howl. She was so sensual and sweet and everything he’d ever dreamed of in a mate.

In the dark, when no one could read his thoughts, he’d often fantasized about finding a mate. At the time, it was thought that Wardens couldn’t have a female of their own, but now… Now she was a reality.

He moaned against her lips, growling when a small warm hand encircled his cock. She stroked him, sliding over his length from root to tip. When she got to the head, she rubbed his slit before retracing her path. He sucked her tongue in time with the caress of his dick, teasing them both with the sensations.

When she gasped and trembled, he knew Zeke was toying with her ass, teasing the pucker and sinking a finger into her. It was always the same—pet, one finger, two, and then three to be followed by his cock.

The thoughts had Dylan’s cock twitching in her hand.

Damn. Just, damn.

They continued that way, her touch edging him closer to release while her little moans and whimpers pushed him further. That didn’t mean he’d stop. It merely meant he’d think of baseball. Which had him thinking of bases and the fact that he was about to hit a home run.

Baseball was a bad choice.

Thankfully Zeke saved him from coating Lorelei in his cum. “C’mon, baby. Wrap those legs around Dylan.”

She was wrenched from his kiss, her hand abandoning him as well, but he didn’t mind. Not when it meant seeing Zeke holding her for him, his hands gripping her thighs just above her knees and spreading those legs wide.

Wide for him.

“Wha—”

Dylan stepped forward, gaze centered on her exposed pussy. She glistened for him, her arousal blatantly evident. He stroked her clit and let his fingers venture farther south. “Do you want me here?” He pushed them deep. “Do you want me to fill your pussy while Zeke takes your ass? We’re going to claim you, Lorelei. We’re going to fuck and bite you and then no one can take you from us.” He kept his gaze serious, eyes boring into her. “And we’ll kill anyone who tries.”

Lorelei’s eyes widened, but her nod was immediate.

“Then let’s make you ours.” He stepped toward the couple, one hand on his cock as he stroked himself, teasing before filling her. Once he got close, he gripped the base of his dick and pressed his cockhead to her entrance. With gentle, slow movements, he sank into her, pushing farther and farther until her pussy rested against him.

With Zeke still supporting her, he brushed a kiss over her lips. “You’re mine.”

“Yes,” she hissed, wiggling her hips and rolling them with a sensuous glide.

“Let’s allow Zeke to make you his, too.”

“Yes,” another hiss escaped her lips.

Dylan gently took Lorelei’s weight, her curves easily embracing his body. She hugged his shoulders, nails digging into his skin and adding a sting of pain to the pleasure of being inside her.

“Oh, Dylan. Zeke’s…” The words were a breathy whisper and then her deep moan told him that his partner breeched her back entrance.

The pressure around his cock increased, squeezing him tighter as his partner slid deeper into her body.

Lorelei sobbed, body trembling against him, but all he scented was pure need. She wanted them, craved them.

“We’re gonna make you scream, sweet. You ready for that?” Dylan murmured.

She nodded. “Please…”

Without a word, they began their sexual dance. Zeke slid free of her heat and when he pressed forward, Dylan retreated. They filled her, alternating while giving all three of them pleasure.

His cock ached—still—but his canines also throbbed with a small pain as they slid free of his gums. His wolf howled and growled, yipping in anticipation of claiming her.

It wouldn’t be long now. Already her pussy clutched him, milking him with each thrust and retreat. It was a tormenting rhythm that seemed to call for his release. He couldn’t wait to give it to her.

The sound of their bodies meeting warred with the patter of rain on the tiles and the moans and groans that escaped their mouths.

Still, they continued, working harder, moving faster. His balls trembled and drew up tightly against his body, hardening, and he battled to keep his orgasm at bay.

Not yet. Not yet.

Soon, though. Very soon if Zeke’s grunts and groans were anything to go by. After all these years, he knew his friend was close to the end of his rope.

They just needed Lorelei to join them.

“Are you going to come for us, sweet?” He grunted when she tightened on him, that squeeze harder than the last. “You gonna milk my cock while we fill you?” Another fist like tightening. “If you come for us, we’ll give you everything. Come inside you, bite you, claim you.”

The last few words came out as a growl, but he didn’t care. Not when pleasure-glazed eyes met his and he knew his words had pushed her to the edge.

“Soon,” she whispered.

Dylan’s orgasm rested just out of sight as well, seeming to lurk within reach without rushing forward. God, he wanted to let go, wanted to make her his.

She would be his mate, their mate, but most of all… she’d be the beginning of his family. Not someone else’s, not his brother’s.

Zeke and Lorelei would be
his
future.

“Lorelei!” He snarled and that seemed to be all she needed.

The milking sped, her body trembled and a rough sob escaped her mouth.

With that, Dylan let himself go. He released the stranglehold he’d held on his orgasm and allowed it to run rampant through his body.