Three Fur All (11 page)

“Mind if I join you?”

She glanced behind her and saw Elliot. He seemed a handsome prince who, underneath, was a fearsome wolf who could take her head off. But she didn’t see the formidable creature. She saw a gentle man whose heart had been stomped on. The barricades around his heart were falling down.

October needed to make sure he reciprocated her feelings. She assumed he did, but she needed to be sure. His attraction to her was apparent, but what lingered in his heart? A smile crept up on her lips.

“I’d like that.”

He pulled up the chair across from her. October looked into his gray eyes. He returned the smile and then sat back. Elliot opened his mouth to say something and then closed it again. She played with the tag on her tea and waited for him to do something.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Anything,” she responded.

“Was the thing between us yesterday morning just a way of you proving to yourself you could be with someone other than Mika? Were you just waiting for him to come downstairs and find us together at the table?”

Her stomach fell hearing his question. She covered his hand, feeling the smoothness of his skin and the warmth of his flesh. Her heart sank. He thought she was acting out of spite to get back at Mika. If Elliot’s scent was all over her, then Mika would get angry all over again.

“No. I want you. That’s what makes it so hard. I’m attracted to you both. My display wasn’t to play with your emotions. I thought a lot about what you said about wolves being territorial. I get it.” She slid her fingers through his. “I want you too. But I understand if you don’t want to get involved after everything you’ve been through.”

“October, I never thought I could open my heart to anyone. During the time you’ve spent here, seeing how strong you are and what you’ve been through, the walls around my heart are crumbling. If you want the both of us, then I’m game. We’ll figure it out.
Somehow.
I’m not going to let you go just because my best friend is struggling with his wolf side.”

October set her tea down and trailed her foot along the inside of his thigh. His eyes brightened. The smile on his face grew into a devilish grin. He grabbed the bottom of her foot and slipped her sneaker and sock off, exposing her to the cold. She shivered, but not from the elements. Elliot licked the bottom of her foot, heel to toe, and then engulfed her big toe with his mouth. He made a show of sucking on it and then nibbling the underside before working down the line of her other four toes. His tongue wrapped around each one, pulling them in and out of his mouth. His eyes never left hers, but with each flick of his tongue, she giggled and struggled not to pull her foot away. The strokes of his tongue were ticklish and awoke her nerves at the same time. She gripped the edge of the chair until he sucked on her pinkie toe one last time.

“Ever had anyone suck your toes before?”

“Can’t say that I have.
This a
fetish for you?”

He dragged his thumb along the arch of her foot. The small gesture
tingled
her nerves and stirred the passion in her. He then pressed his thumb right into the middle of her heel, and a jolt raced up her legs and hit her clit. A moan came from her throat.
I didn’t know he could do that by touching my feet.

He pushed again, and another wave of molten fire rushed through her body. She clutched the table and nearly writhed in the chair.

“What are you doing to me?”

“Feet are remarkable things. They can help heal ailments and align the energy in the body. Dominique showed me. There are many things I can do with my hands. But I thought that you might like this first. Get you in the mood.”

“You don’t have to get me in the mood. I want you now.”

Elliot stood and then scooped her up in his arms. He planted his lips on hers in a hungry kiss. Those lips that she had dreamed about and wanted the other day were now hers. His body heat helped warm her. He didn’t pull away until he laid her on the bed in his room. Off came his clothes in swiftly practiced movements. October was struggling with her bra as he waited before her naked.

“I’m impressed.”

His eyes darkened.
“About what?”

“You’ve gotten undressed faster than me. You must be really eager to get into me.”

A laugh spilled from his lips, and the tension eased between them. He stepped behind her and trailed his fingers along her bra straps until he came to the clasps and undid them. She began to slip the straps from her arms, when he caught her hand and pushed it away.

“My being fast comes from years of undressing to run. You get pretty good at it after a while. But you don’t need to get out of your clothes so fast.”

She turned toward him and gazed into his eyes. “So you don’t want to throw me down and fuck me?”

A strand of hair got in her way of seeing him, but Elliot brushed it away. “Oh, there’s a lot I yearn to do to you, but we can take it slow. This isn’t a race. I can be gentle or rough. What do you want?”

October slid her fingers along his cheek, the light stubble along his jaw scratching them. “Maybe we can do it doggy style.”

“Just had to say that, didn’t you?”

She shrugged and then pulled his lips to hers. She sucked in his bottom lip while he inched closer. One hand slid over her stomach and then under her jeans. He cupped her sex through her panties.

Elliot pressed his thumb into her clit and began to manipulate her. His other hand glided over her chest and then pushed up her bra to cup her breast. He squeezed her pert nipple until she felt a gush of wetness dampen her panties. She moaned into Elliot’s mouth and pressed herself against him more. He worked his lips down her cheek to the line of her throat. The impression of his lips burned into her skin even after he moved away. Every place he touched came alive under his fingers. And yet she craved more of his lips and the soft caresses of his fingers. Being with him fulfilled something inside of her.

Elliot nipped along her nape and finally pushed one strap of her bra off her right shoulder. Then he worked on the other until her bra dropped to the bed. All the while he hadn’t stopped his torture on her clit, rubbing her slowly, building her into an orgasm that gripped her entire body. The air stuck in her lungs. Her head was already floating. The fire was already winding along her veins. She closed her eyes and tried to block out everything except his touches and his lips. How he swept over her flesh and then drew in the skin along her shoulder between his teeth, where he bit her.

“You taste so good, like fall and cloves. You’re so strong.
So beautiful.”

“I need you inside of me.” She cried out when the beginnings of an orgasm tore through her body.

“Anything you want.”

He released her from his blissful torture on her clit. October was well aware of his naked body behind her, and she quickly slipped out of her clothes and looked at him. His body was sculpted in all the right places. His cock rested against his thigh. Without a second thought, she took his length between her hands and rubbed it, watching his expression. Elliot’s eyes closed, and his nostrils flared. He ran his hand through her hair and brought her to his lips. They were soft and insistent.

His fingers dug into her flesh the longer she stroked his dick. October was happy to see him in such distress from her stroking his length. Short breaths left his lips, followed by a groan. She ringed her fingers along his shaft and pulled upward until she came to the soft head. He shivered from the action. October placed her lips over his heart and flicked her tongue along his skin. He tasted slightly of vanilla. She swept her tongue over his pecs and bit down on his nipple. She gripped his hips and slid her tongue around the puckered skin while she continued to pump his cock. His hips thrust forward. He shivered and then pushed her away.

“You keep doing that, I’ll lose it right here. Turn around, baby,” he groaned.

October did what he asked and turned around on the bed, going to all fours and showing him her ass. His fingers trailed over the mounds. He kept going lower, until his hand cupped her pussy.

Elliot slipped his fingers inside of her. She cried out. He continued to thrust inside of her until she was panting. He brought her closer to another orgasm, but it wasn’t enough. She needed the real thing.

“You had enough yet?” Elliot whispered next to her ear before biting her throat.

“Do me.”

In response, he separated her legs further and pushed her head down. He grasped her hips and pulled her closer. October held her breath and then let it out when he plunged into her already slick pussy. She screamed from his entrance. She balled her fingers into the blanket and gave herself over to the sudden and enticing ecstasy that engulfed her. Elliot was fatter than Mika and stretched her insides, but it felt good. Her heart hammered in her chest. Sweat dribbled down her forehead and settled on the tip of her nose. The bed groaned from the frenzy between them. He held on to her hips and thrust into her at a lightning pace. The sound of skin hitting skin sounded around her.

The fire in her veins had grown into an all-out wildfire, and she didn’t want to douse it. The pressure was building in her once more. All it would take was that one second of release and she would be free, but she didn’t want to be parted from Elliot. They belonged together the way she and Mika did. If only he would see that. If only he would join them, then all would be wonderful in the world.

“I love fucking you,” Elliot cried out. It sounded like a primal growl, and she could barely make out the words.

“Then do me good. Slam that dick into me.”

One more drive and he had his dick all the way inside her. He raked his hands along her side and held her breasts, kneading them until they hurt. The world was falling away around her. All she could think about now was their entangled limbs. She couldn’t discern where he started and she stopped. His hands roamed lower on her stomach, until he settled on her clit. Once his fingers slid along her slit and manipulated her throbbing bud, the stars exploded in her vision. She rocked back and forth, trying to keep pace with her lover, but he kept on going and manipulating her. An orgasm was building deep inside of her, and her soul was already awash in light.

“Now.
Oh God.
Now!”
October shouted and felt her stomach tighten. The ecstasy washed over her. She tried to draw in another breath, but it was hard. She grasped the sheet and felt the pain of Elliot bite into her shoulder. He plunged into her once more and then moaned. He fondled her a couple more times and then let her ease back from the orgasm. He rested his head against her back, his warm breath blasting on her skin. After a moment, he began kissing her nape.

“That was amazing.” Elliot eased them down on the bed together. He slipped his arm around her and spooned with her.

October was content. The warmth of his body helped to lull her into a half trance. His lips pressed on her shoulder. Then his tongue swiped over the spot. She sighed and snuggled closer to him. His cock pressed into her ass.

“You’re ready to go again?”

“I could.
Shape-shifter libido.
We can go like bunnies before we get tired.”

“I’ll have to keep that in mind for next time.”

“I’m glad you want there to be a next time. I
— ”
He sat up in bed. A low growl echoed in the room.
“Son of a bitch.”

October sat up. “What is it?”

Elliot got out of bed and pulled his pants on. “Stay here.” He bounded out of the room.

What the hell is going on? We just had great sex, and he leaves me high and dry.
Men.
I don’t care if he is another species.
She got out of bed and put on her shirt and underwear. She crept out of the room, still limping, and slunk down the hallway. She reached the top of the stairs and heard glass shattering. A man cried out.
Elliot. Oh shit!
There was more noise, which ended, like a scuffle had moved outside.

Her heart went into overdrive. All she heard was the thundering of her pulse. Her throat went dry, and her legs shook.
I can’t freak out. It could have been something else. Maybe he fell and broke something.
She went down the stairs and then peeked around the hallway. The glass from the sliding door was scattered on the deck. The front door was open in the kitchen. There were snarls and growls coming from the backyard below. A painful yelp came up to her ears. Without thinking, she rushed through the door and felt a sharp jab in her foot and another along her arm.

Fuck
. October looked around and saw a pile of laundry on the table. She grabbed one of the guys’ socks and wrapped it around her arm, seeing the cut was deep and gushing. She probably needed stitches, but for now, the sock would have to do. In the moonlight, a silver wolf fought with a black wolf. Horror ran cold through her, and she froze. The silver wolf leaped up, and he had a red streak on his side. He jumped and landed on the wolf’s back. The black wolf tried to shake him off. After a moment, he did. The silver wolf landed in the underbrush and lay still.

“No!” she screamed.

The black wolf, her captor, looked up at her and smiled. His eyes glowed. He was coming for her. October backpedaled and tried to find a way out. She headed toward the front door, but the clicking of claws on wood was advancing. She didn’t see a car coming, and there wasn’t one in the driveway.