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Authors: Moira Rogers

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Don’t ask her,” Zack
ordered. “Tell her. Yes or no.”

The man cleared his throat and leaned closer
to the woman before murmuring, “Let’s go upstairs.”

She stayed frozen for just long
enough to make him wonder if she
could
give in. The tension between them twisted tighter
and she lifted her chin in a gesture of defiance, though who it was
aimed at was anyone’s guess. Then she slid from the stool, the
split skirt of her dress sliding open to give him a momentary flash
of tanned skin luscious enough to make his hands clench. “Fine,”
she whispered. “Let’s go upstairs.”

Zack took the key and led
the pair toward the back of the club, his smile growing with every
step. He could give them what they needed, take what
he
needed, and be done
with it. No more tight leash on the wolf inside. And when he was
exhausted, sated, maybe he could get his head on straight
again.

Even with Kieran at her side, every step Eve
took toward the elevators at the end of the hallway felt like a
betrayal. It wasn’t her intentions, exactly; she’d mostly come to
terms with what they were going to do. What shocked and embarrassed
her was the strength of her need, and the fact that the strange man
guiding them to the room made her body feel empty and aching with
just the brush of his power.

Kieran stopped beside the elevator, his hand
still wrapped firmly around hers. The man called the elevator and
studied them long enough to make Eve fidget. Then he spoke.
“I’m Zack.”

Even his voice called to her, or to the wolf
inside. She’d struggled against her instincts for so long it was
hard to tell where she stopped and the wolf began. Confusion filled
her voice with husky challenge when she replied. “I’m Evelyn. Eve.
This is Kieran.”

Kieran cleared his throat. “Nice to meet
you.”

Zack laughed. “Awful polite, all things
considered.”


I try to be at all
times.”

The elevator door slid open, and Kieran put
a hand to her back as they stepped in. Zack rubbed his chin
and moved to lean against the opposite wall while Kieran
swiped the room card and pressed closer to Eve’s side. “You two
going to make it?” The man’s voice had dropped to a low rumble that
weakened Eve’s knees.

The wolf rose to the surface
without warning, drawn by the allure of Zack’s strength. Eve
straightened and let her gaze drop to his feet, then dragged it
slowly up his body, impressed in spite of herself by the hard
muscles showcased to such effect by his casual jeans and shirt.
When she reached his eyes again she smiled, all mocking challenge.
“You’re not
that
impressive,” she lied.

He just laughed again, then reached out and
hauled her to him, spinning her so her back hit his chest. “I never
said I was.”

It left her staring at Kieran, and the
tense, wary expression on his face cut through any satisfaction she
got from the way Zack curled around her. “Are you okay?”

Kieran opened his mouth, but it was Zack who
answered. “He doesn’t know whether to kick my ass or curl up in a
ball on the floor. What he doesn’t get yet is that he doesn’t have
to do either.”

For one miserable moment, no one moved.

Kieran shot off the wall and pressed his
body against Eve’s. “I’m okay,” he whispered, then covered her
mouth with his in a rough, possessive kiss. Arousal returned in
full force, enhanced by the hard wall of Zack’s chest at her back
and Kieran’s lean body rubbing against her as he thrust his tongue
past her lips and swallowed her moan.

Zack moved his hands to her waist, giving
her the freedom to lift one arm and curl her fingers in Kieran’s
short hair. Zack’s fingers tightened on her hips and she felt the
gentle scratch of stubble against her neck. Warm breath tickled
against her skin, followed by the quick, sharp nip of teeth.

If she hadn’t been pinned between both men,
her knees might have given out.

Eve didn’t even realize the elevator had
stopped until Zack lifted his mouth to her ear. “Get your ass to
the room. Now. Both of you.”

Kieran raised his head, his blue eyes dark
and hazy with desire. “Come on, Eve. We both need this.”

We both need this.
The wolf inside
howled her agreement as she curled her fingers around Kieran’s arm
and all but dragged him from the elevator. She wasn’t sure what she
needed, but whatever it was, Zack would give it to her. To them
both.

Kieran’s heart pounded, and his hand shook
as he opened the door to their room. God only knew what would
happen, but the scene with Zack in the elevator had calmed his
anxieties.

He wasn’t sure what he’d anticipated.
Perhaps he’d thought the alpha who joined them would want him
to sit and watch, to hold his instinctive reactions inside as
another man dominated and pleasured his girlfriend.

The thought hadn’t really appealed to
him.

Zack, however, seemed to expect his
participation. Kieran’s mouth went dry. If he could be part of it,
part of satisfying Eve, then he wouldn’t feel so…

So inadequate.

The door swung open, and Kieran smiled at
Eve and their companion. “Would anyone like a drink?”

Eve didn’t respond. She prowled past him
with an expression he recognized all too well, tense and edgy and a
tiny bit dangerous. The wolf was riding her hard, a situation that
had always been impossible to manage before now.

Zack walked past him and sat on the bed to
remove his shoes. “Nothing for me, thanks.” He tossed his
boots and socks beside the liquor cabinet and nodded to Kieran.
“Shut the door and help Eve undress.”

He locked the door and cleared his throat.
“Usually when she’s like this, she prefers to --”

Zack arched an eyebrow. “I
didn’t
ask
,
Kieran. Do it or I will.”

Even though he was a werewolf himself,
sometimes Kieran forgot how fast Eve could move. A hair-raising
growl filled the room as she shouldered in front of him, protective
anger in every line of her body. “He’s mine. Don’t talk to him like
that.”

Zack rose and stalked over, stopping mere
inches away from Eve. “You both ordered drinks downstairs,” he
reminded her. “That makes him mine tonight.” He glanced over her
shoulder and met Kieran’s eyes. “‘Watermelon.’ Say it, either of
you, and everything stops. But, until then, you do what I say, when
I say.”

Eve practically vibrated with tension and
rage, and Kieran lifted a hand to the back of her neck. Slowly, he
let his fingers drift down to the zipper on her dress and grasped
the tab.

He only had to coax the zipper down a few
inches before the fabric slipped from Eve’s left shoulder. The bra
revealed was one he’d bought for her with the money from his last
advance, sinfully expensive silk that hugged her curves so
perfectly his breath caught in his throat. He coaxed the bra strap
down and lowered his mouth to her bared shoulder. The taste of her
skin and the smell of her arousal pulled a growl from him.

Zack hummed in approval and pulled at Eve’s
hair, tilting her head back. “You’re angry with me, Eve,” he
whispered against her mouth, then licked her lip. “But you’re so
turned on you’re about to come right now, aren’t you?”


Yes.” It was low and soft,
an admission that seemed torn from her against her will, but she
shimmied a little and the dress slipped from her other shoulder and
slithered to the floor, leaving her standing in a pool of colorful
silk.

Kieran slipped one hand around
Eve’s hip and down, edging under her panties. Then he stopped and
raised his eyes. His human side balked at seeking approval from
Zack, but the rest of him
needed
it.

Zack looked down and placed his own
hand over Kieran’s, urging his fingers lower. “Touch her,” he
commanded, his voice low, and Kieran gritted his teeth when his
fingertips reached the unbelievable wetness between her
thighs.

She moaned and arched her body,
pressing into his touch hungrily. He knew her body well enough to
know she was already close, a truth confirmed by the way she
reached back and curled her fingers around the back of his neck.
“Harder.
More
.”

Zack jerked the silk and lace away from one
breast and cupped her naked flesh. He bent his head and closed his
mouth over her dusky nipple, and Eve shuddered in Kieran’s arms.
She did it again when Kieran rubbed his fingers firmly over her
clit and thrust against her ass, letting her feel the hot, hard
length of his cock through his clothes.


Baby --” Her fingers
tightened until he felt the sting of her fingernails
against the sensitive skin of his neck. “Take your clothes off,”
she whispered, the words low and commanding. The hot press of her
power against him made his wolf want to whimper and obey without
question.

Shock nearly made him stumble back when Zack
growled and yanked Kieran’s hand out of Eve’s panties. “No. He
doesn’t do what you say. Not tonight.”

His sweet little girlfriend bared her teeth
and snarled. Zack just grinned lazily, and Kieran’s blood heated to
a boil, hardening his cock to the point of pain. “Better mind what
he says, love,” he whispered in her ear. “If you can handle
it.”

Eve was beyond snarly, and Zack was ready
for one of them to bust out the safe word. But instead of calling a
halt to the sex, Kieran seemed to get off on watching Eve
squirm.

And why wouldn’t he?
Ego was a tricky
thing for men anyway. Add in an entire level of animal behavior,
and things got confusing real fast. If Zack’s suspicions were
right, Kieran was going to enjoy Eve’s submission as much as she
did.


Take off your clothes,
Kieran,” he said finally. “And lie down on the bed.” He watched Eve
as her boyfriend moved to comply. Her gaze followed his movements,
and her breathing grew ragged as Kieran’s shirt hit the floor and
he reached for his pants.

Her fingers curled into fists, but when she
jerked her gaze to Zack’s face, the anger was gone. In its place he
saw confusion, and need, and frustration so intense it made her
tremble. “He’s mine to protect.”

He framed her face with his hands and leaned
down to bite her lip again. “Give it to me for a little while,
Eve,” he coaxed softly. “Just for the night. Let me protect both of
you.”

The nervous energy around her calmed as her
eyes drifted shut, and she gave a tiny nod. “For tonight.”

Kieran stretched out on the bed, and Zack
stepped behind Eve and unhooked her bra. “What do you do at home?”
He smoothed the pricey lingerie off her body and tossed it to the
floor. “Do you suck his cock?”

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