A Cougar Among Wolves (9 page)

“Anyone interested in another round?” She knelt down on the blanket and arched backward as she sprinkled the salt on her stomach. Klaya placed a wedge of lime between her teeth with a grin.

The brothers each grabbed a glass and knelt in front of her. Rogue slid his tongue up the salted length of her belly then sucked up his shot. He descended on her lips for the first taste of lime, with a sour but decadent kiss. He lingered for an enjoyable moment then retreated. Klaya replaced the lime with a new one and Seth duplicated his round.

“Now for mine.” She sprinkled the salt on Seth’s chest and licked with a moan of satisfaction. She chugged her drink and stole the lime he still had between his teeth. He responded with a teasing kiss. She repeated the same on Rogue. The heat of tequila trickled down her chest and into her tummy. A warm buzz shot through her body.

The boys collected the cups and put them to the side. Klaya lay down on the blanket and Rogue knelt between her legs. Seth rested on his knees, above her head. No words were spoken; they had a divine rhythm of sexual sync she never realized was possible.

Rogue gripped her knees and eased her legs open. He buried his face between her thighs and she gasped with pleasure. He captured her mound with his heated mouth and gently sucked, much the same way he kissed her mouth. As she trembled with delight, he trailed along her delicate folds and whisked her clit with his talented tongue then slipped a finger inside and gently massaged her inner walls. Rogue stroked her to heightened bliss.

Seth gripped his swollen cock above her famished lips. She tilted her head back and gripped his shaft, bringing it to her lips. The hardened ridge of his thick head beckoned her, and she licked around the width of it. A deep throaty moan escaped his mouth. Klaya took the tip of his cock into her mouth and cradled it with her tongue. Deeper with each 56

stroke, she inched his hardened flesh in and out, her intention to bring him to the brink of ecstasy. She cupped his balls and massaged with gentle fingers. The farther she took Seth in, the more intensely Rogue worked on her clit.

Jolts shot through her, making it hard to focus on pleasing her second wolf.

Determined to outlast them both, she took his cock farther in until it touched her throat; she palmed the base of his shaft and gripped a little tighter. Long, deep pushes in and out of her mouth; she sucked and twirled her tongue around the ridge of his cock.

“Holy fuck, now I get how you tied the cherry stem,” he grunted. “You keep doing this, I’m gonna come.” He inched away from her. “Not yet,” he wheezed. Seth ran his fingers through her hair and caressed her cheek tenderly. He leaned down and captured her lips in a slow, drugging kiss. The intensity grew with each exchange, she panted between kisses, his tongue danced with hers.

Rogue increased the pace of his fingers and mouth, rubbing her clit. Klaya moaned long and deep. She shifted her hips, moving in sync with his suck.

“Oh God,” she gasped, body ablaze, the building swells radiated from her core and exploded into divine convulsions.

“Yeah, baby, come for me.” Rogue lapped up the wetness as it spilled out of her.

“Looks tasty,” Seth hummed.

Rogue stroked her clit to completion and sat up with a grin. His lips glistened with her juices. With a nod, they traded places.

Klaya shivered from residual tremors under Seth’s seductive gaze before he dove down for his own taste.

Rogue knelt above her head, and she angled her neck and slipped the tip of his cock into her mouth eagerly. She licked around the ridge of his head and slowly devoured his sinewy flesh. He grunted hard, but didn’t push. Klaya paced herself with his length and girth. Both men were very well-endowed, and rock hard. She eased him out of her mouth and slipped her finger over the drop of pre-cum and spread it over the tip with a grin.

“Mmm,” she hummed, and took the full head into her mouth. The savory liquid spurred her on. She sucked a little harder, and gripped the base of his shaft as she angled herself and accepted his full length into her throat.

She took him deep and long in slow strokes while Seth sucked her clit, bringing her 57

close to the brink for the second time.

“Fuck,” Rogue groaned, he inched out of her grasp, “I want inside you, Klaya.”

“Oh yes, please,” she crooned.

Seth had a talent of his own, with two fingers inside her and a different motion of sucks and swirls. Electric currents of heat surrounded her clit and her pussy tightened.

“Oh, yes.” She bit her lip as spasms filled her core. Klaya panted as she rode the frenzy of explosions.

“I think she’s happy,” Seth’s deep voice resonated through her body. He licked and sucked her juices.

“I want you both,” she gasped. “Right now.”

“Any preference who and where?” Rogue whispered.

“Lie down, you’ll both have a turn on each side, if I get my way.”

She glanced at Seth, happy to find him nodding. “Your wish is our command.”

Rogue did as she asked and Klaya straddled him, resting up on her knees. She leaned down and stole another kiss. Her pulse raced; her core thrummed with pleasure. He gripped her ass and gave it a firm slap, and she gasped with excitement.

“So, you like it rough?” he taunted.

“You’ll be amazed with what I like.” She caressed his tongue with hers and reached behind her for Seth to come closer.

Rogue’s rigid cock rubbed along the inside of her thigh. She gripped his head and glided it through her wet folds. She slipped a finger over her swollen flesh and parted her opening for him. Rogue darted his tongue in and out of her mouth with a tease, the taste of her juice still on his lips. She braced his head against her pussy and trembled with anticipation. Behind her, Seth moved close and grabbed her ass with heated palms. He blazed a trail of kisses along her shoulder and nipped her skin with playful bites.

Klaya eased herself down onto Rogue’s rock-hard cock. She slid down his length with a deep moan of gratification as his thickness filled her. “Oh, fuck,” she gasped. She glided up and down his length. Seth pressed his cock against her cheek and cupped her breasts with firm hands. He rolled and twisted her nipples between his fingers while he nibbled on her neck and shoulder. Dripping with moisture, she was ready for more. She collected Seth’s right hand and guided it down to her pussy as she took all of Rogue’s 58

cock deep inside her.

Seth traced his finger along her slick wetness and spread it over her ass, prepping for double entry. Her breath hitched at his touch, tender but determined. A sharp but joyful sting shocked her when he slipped a moistened finger in her ass. “Oh, yes,” she begged.

“More…please.” He collected more wetness from her pussy and slathered it over his target. He inserted a second finger and worked his way to acclimatize her ass for him.

“I want you both inside me.” She gave a winded plea. “Now, Seth, fuck me.” He pressed down on her shoulders and angled her over. She was face-to-face with Rogue once again. The position granted him even deeper entry to her pussy.

Rogue’s long, sensuous kiss distracted her from the anticipation of what was to come.

Seth sank the head of his cock gently inside and a sweet sting filled her ass. She grunted with delight. “Uh, yes.” She reached behind her and clawed at Seth’s hip. “Deeper,” she begged. With each tender stroke, Seth sunk a little farther inside. “I want all of you,” she gasped.

Rogue delivered a long, intoxicating kiss that drew her in. The walls of her pussy began to constrict. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” he grunted. He gripped her hips and the three rode in perfect unison. Their pace intensified and Seth stroked her clit as he rammed into her ass.

“Oh God, I’m close.” she cried out. “So close, harder. It feels so good,” she whimpered.

Rogue slammed his pelvis upward with each thrust. Seth pummeled her ass. The harder they fucked, the louder they grunted and groaned. Their voices echoed throughout the cave, tempered by the waterfall in the distance. Her inner cougar roared with delight.

“Yes,” she growled.

They both thrust hard and deep, over and over, Seth rubbed her clit in frantic circles.

Rogue cupped her tits, and consumed her mouth with passionate kisses. Both brothers’

breaths grew fast and uneven. They hammered into her with relentless pounding.

Klaya’s pussy tightened; every muscle in her body contracted. “Oh, yes, yes,” she screamed out as a dizzying explosion rocked her core and shot out to every nerve ending in her body with fiery eruption.

“I feel you, Klaya,” Rogue grunted. He pulled her hard onto him.

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“So tight,” Seth huffed. “I’m ready.”

“Me, too.” Rogue narrowed his eyes, but watched hers with determination. “What do you want us to do to you, Klaya?”

She panted.

“Tell us,” he commanded.

“Please, come inside me.” Her inhales grew ragged.

“Where do you want it?”

“In my pussy.” she pleaded.

“What about me, Klaya?” Seth growled.

“In my ass.” She rode wave after wave of rapture. “Please, give it to me, now.”

“Fuck, I’m coming,” Rogue hollered. He slammed upward and held her tight as he stiffened in release and pulsed inside her.

Exquisite pain punctured her shoulder as Seth clamped his teeth onto her flesh.

“I’m…uh...uh….” He gave a harsh moan and gripped her hips as he pushed hard into her ass.

They convulsed and writhed together, shuddering in completion. Klaya slowed her pace and rode their pulsating cocks.

Seth kissed the tender spot of her flesh where he had bitten her and ran his heated palms along the length of her back. “Are you okay?” he rasped.

“I’m better than okay.” She turned her head to the side. Seth leaned over her shoulder and delivered a tender kiss.

“That was fucking amazing.” Rogue cupped her face and brought her close to him for another taste of her lips.

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The first to awaken, Klaya kissed Rogue’s perfect lips then twisted on her other side and kissed Seth. A delightful night filled with two hot guys and endless climaxes. She grinned from ear to ear. The three lay snuggled up under the blankets by the fire. Not only had she had a variety of three-ways with her wolves, she’d also indulged in a few single romps with each of them. Every moment had been pure fulfillment. Their union was solidified, much to her pleasant surprise.

Energized with satisfaction, she inched out from between the brothers. The inherent need to venture out for a solitary hunt took hold. What could an hour alone hurt? They wouldn’t miss her. No doubt she’d worn them out with a full night of nonstop fucking.

They had been so wonderful about the hunts and cooking meals for her, the prospect of surprising them with the same held great appeal. Klaya spotted the pile of clothes she had dropped by the fire but left them there. She shifted and bolted out of the cave.

Long and fast, she barreled through the towering trees. The shadows cast by the swaying limbs and the scent of pine and cedar invigorated her. This was the most alive she’d felt since before she was shot. A flash of Griffith rushed through her mind, but she shoved it aside, determined to savor the joy of last night. He would never have faulted her for being among the wolves; he was the one who’d sent her to them. His friendship with Drew had solidified his acceptance of the pack. They had talked about it from time to time over the years as their breed died off. Should anything happen to either of them, they’d made a pact never to give up. To move on because it was what Cytaana do—they survived.

No guilt resided in her heart or her mind for lying with the wolves. The only guilt she possessed was not having the power to save her brother, her last surviving family, from his horrible fate. But he went down fighting, exactly like Gee had said to her. He was right. Griffith wouldn’t have had it any other way.

Klaya halted on the spot when a delectable scent struck her palate.
Venison
. She crouched down and scanned the length of the forest. On the far side, the east where the sun rose stood a small doe. Not nearly as big as the boys had brought her, but she would do nicely for a hearty brunch. On the prowl, she crept ever so slowly to avoid alarming 61

her prey. It chomped on leaves from a small bush. Inch by inch, she approached, silent and stealthy. Klaya licked her lip with anticipation. A cool breeze rushed past her. The doe lifted its head and sniffed the air. She was downwind, and it had caught her scent. It bolted toward the west, and she catapulted in hot pursuit.

The carcass was heavy. She dragged her trophy through the entrance of the cave and down the narrow tunnel. The muscles of her shoulders strained under the weight. Klaya heaved it to the fireside and dropped the beast. She glanced around; the brothers were gone from their bed. Her heart raced. New scents crept up her nose. The hair on her neck prickled with fear. She let out a low growl. Klaya braced herself and shifted. She grabbed her clothes and dressed. A quick visual inventory showed other than their clothes, nothing was missing. The weapons she had left strewn beside the bags remained; she grabbed the shotgun and opened the chamber. Empty. She tore open the box of ammo and loaded a shell into it.

Shuffles at the foot of the cave echoed in her sensitive ears. She stood and aimed the shotgun down the tunnel. Her chest pounded with fright. One, two, four…. Four sets of footsteps echoed down the tunnel toward her. Another long whiff put her fear at ease.

Two of them were familiar. Her wolves had returned. She sniffed hard again and lowered the gun. The other two, she also recognized.

“Where the hell have you been?” Rogue approached with a snarl.

“Excuse me?” She gnashed her teeth. “I’m not a child; don’t talk to me like—”

The other men came into sight. A plethora of emotions crashed over her. Stunned, she placed the gun on the ground.

“You had us worried sick.” Seth stuck close to Rogue’s side, gripping his arm.

“I needed to hunt.” The others approached and she fixed her gaze on her long lost friend. “Drew?” Ryker walked next to his alpha. She couldn’t move. Residual grief surged through her chest again with the appearance of her friend.