Three Fur All (16 page)
Mika drew in a long breath and then thrust into her one more time, hitting her clit. October didn’t think she could survive another plunge into the inferno the men had created inside of her, but with one more ignition, she felt herself come and screamed. Both men moved with her. Elliot kissed her nape and breathed slowly. Mika nuzzled her throat and then lay still.
“I think we need to get you cleaned up in the shower.” Elliot flicked his tongue over her shoulder.
“Can’t we just stay here for a minute?” she asked.
“We can stay here as long as you want,” Mika said.
October snuggled between the two of them, feeling their love cover every part of her. It didn’t matter if they were wolves. With them, nothing was ever going to hurt her again. Her life had started over when she found them. Returning to her life in the city was something she couldn’t fathom now. Together they would help her create a new life.
“You do know what this means?” October asked.
“What does it mean?” Elliot asked.
“It means my roommate is going to be pissed at me. I promised her I wasn’t moving out.”
“Oh well. She’ll just have to deal with it. We get the better end of the bargain anyway. We get to deal with you.
For now and always.”
Mika touched her cheek gently.
Even though his eyes burned yellow, they didn’t spark fear in her. All that enveloped her now was the love and devotion of the two wolves she could call her own.
The End
About the Author
Crymsyn Hart is the author of over thirty books. Each world is filled with luscious vampires, gorgeous gods, quirky witches, and everything else that goes bump in the night.
Crymsyn worked as a psychic for many years in Boston while attending Emerson College. She graduated with a BFA in Writing, Literature, & Publishing. Crymsyn shares her life with a small zoo, two playful puppies, and her hubby Mark. If you come after dark, you’re more than likely to find her snuggled up with a gory horror movie, or a bloody vampire movie.
Crymsyn has a collection of Living Dead Dolls and five bookshelves overflowing with books. Of course there’s always room for more.
