Authors: Becca Jameson
Reese moaned into her mouth, the vibrations sending a shiver up her arms.
God, how she wanted to wrap her fingers around his head. Tangle them in his hair.
She was at his mercy. His pace. His game. And the idea shot her libido up a notch, even now.
“Gonna pull out, love.” Reese nibbled her lower lip as he spoke, held himself rigid inside her for another moment, and then jerked from her center to come across her stomach.
Thank goodness one of them was thinking clearly. A wolf could only have sex so many times while in heat before the odds would be against them. If she made it through the week without getting pregnant, it would be a miracle.
“Sorry.” Reese kissed her face, a line of wet lips that stretched from one ear to the other.
Jess fought to catch her breath.
“I need some of that too.”
Oh, God. Charles
. His voice rang sharp from her left. He’d been watching. How could she have forgotten? So engrossed in the moment. Geez.
“If you forgot me,” he chuckled, “I’ll be happy to remind you now.”
“It’s not that I forgot you, big guy. I was just a little preoccupied. And for some reason, I have no brain cells.”
“Let me see what I can do about that.”
Reese peeled himself off her, leaving her bereft of his touch. “Hang on.”
In two breaths, he was back, wiping her body with a warm, damp cloth that must have materialized from thin air.
“Untie me?” She didn’t want to beg, and she didn’t want to sound like she was commanding them, or they’d never let her go.
No one spoke, but deft hands quickly released her wrists from their confinement and rubbed them gently to get the blood flowing again.
“Pulling the mask off. Close your eyes.” Charles lifted the soft material from her face. Thank goodness for the warning. The light in the room was blinding after so long a deprivation.
Blinking and squinting, it still took a while for her to see.
Jessica was mush, so limp she couldn’t move a muscle. She wasn’t even embarrassed to realize she lay there splayed out before the men’s perusal like a feast, her legs still spread wide beneath their gazes.
“So beautiful. If I could paint…” Charles caressed her up one arm and down between her breasts, his fingers mere feathers against her skin. He stood next to the bed leaning over her.
“Suppose we could find an artist to do a nude for us?” Reese questioned.
Jessica gasped, her legs drawing together and her hands fluttering down to cover her breasts. “Are you kidding? No fucking way.”
Both men chuckled.
“We wouldn’t share your body with anyone, love, even if it was just to look and not touch.” Charles gazed at her, all serious now. “You’re ours. No sharing.”
Jessica leaned back into the mattress.
Thank God
. She glared at both men to make sure they had seriously been kidding, not testing her.
Reese added his thoughts. “Honey, if I had to sit and watch some man’s face cloud over with lust while painting you, I’d probably shoot him just to erase the image of his lust.”
A glance at Charles showed the same sentiment on his serious face, furrowed brows that indicated he agreed. Her gaze traveled down his body until it landed on his cock, bobbing in front of him, reminding her he’d not had any release yet.
Jessica leaned on her elbows to get a better look at Charles’ perfect frame. Muscles bulged across his pecs and down his arms. His chest rose and fell with deep breaths amplified in the silence of the room. The air stood still.
She glanced at his face. His expression gave away nothing. Solid. Not a smile or a frown. His gaze was steady. And his mind was closed. Naturally he’d had more practice than her at hiding his thoughts. In wolf form he’d had to communicate with his brothers and other family members all his life.
She was the newbie here.
Jess licked her lips and turned to crawl across the bed in his direction. Suddenly she needed to taste him. Both men had devoured her. She’d not had the luxury yet of taking Charles into her mouth. No better time…
Charles grabbed the edge of the bed as she climbed across. She smiled, but kept her gaze peeled to the engorged flesh in front of her pleading to be taken into her mouth.
Two can play at this game
. Instead of grabbing Charles and sucking him deep into her warmth, she held back and didn’t even touch him. In fact, she blew across the mushroom-shaped head that dripped with precum.
Charles flinched and moaned deep and long.
“That’s not fair.”
A sarcastic chuckle escaped her lips, and that was all the answer she gave to his little mind communication.
These mates of hers may have sent her sailing through the heavens with their sex games, tying her up and torturing her sensitive flesh until she came, screaming into the darkness, but payback was a bitch. And she intended to give as good as she’d taken.
With a teensy flick of her tongue, she glazed over the drop of fluid on the tip of Charles’ cock. He jerked. Bless his ability to hold steady. He did not wrap his hands around her head and drag her into his groin as she’d expected. Instead, he white-knuckled the mattress with both hands and waited.
“You liked that?” Jessica glanced at his face, blinking as though she could pull off “coy.”
A growl escaped his mouth, and he gave no comment.
Jess resumed her course, dragging her tongue from the base to the tip. She remained poised on all fours in front of him, only marginally registering the position she was in left to the perusal of Reese. Her breasts swayed.
Jess blew across Charles’ head again and then swirled her tongue around the bulb, watching the reaction. His cock twitched. It pleaded with her to suck it into her mouth and put it out of its misery.
This was her second blowjob. She wasn’t as hesitant as she’d been with Reese. More like nervous about pleasing him than anything else. Many women had sucked this cock, and she couldn’t even begin to measure up at this stage of the game.
Charles let go of the bed and cupped the sides of her face, drawing her to his gaze. “Baby, you are so fucking sexy. There isn’t a damn thing you could do wrong in this bedroom. Just looking at me with those glazed eyes of yours sucks my brain cells out of my head. The thought of you licking me and wrapping that hot little mouth around my cock makes me so aroused I could come without the blowjob.”
The words soothed. Gave her confidence.
“Just do what feels right to you, and I guarantee I will enjoy it. There is no right or wrong. When a wolf is with the right mate, it’s all perfect.”
Empowered, Jessica tucked her head back down, shook Charles’ hands from her face, and wrapped her mouth around his length.
His flavor filled her senses. Musky. Salty. Charles. Perfection.
As she toyed with the tip, familiarizing herself with his girth, Reese scooted behind her and rubbed his hands over her ass. With his knees, he nudged her legs apart and situated himself between them, spreading her and driving her lust to new heights with his subtle way of dominating her even while she feigned to be in control of this one event.
Jessica sucked Charles’ length as deep and as hard as she could in one giant thrust.
Charles moaned. The man had stamina. She had to give him that. He still didn’t grab her head. She knew enough to realize that took effort.
She sucked, long strokes in and out, bobbing on and off his thick cock while her ass wiggled in the air behind her.
Reese stroked the skin of her behind, unbelievably making her pussy weep again.
When she grazed her teeth down Charles’ length, he lost it. “Jeesss.” The word was growled as a warning. Of what? It wasn’t as though she didn’t know what the outcome was going to be or hadn’t intended to make him come. Had she hurt him with her teeth?
“Baby, that feels better than anything I’ve ever felt in my entire life. You’re perfect. But I’m going to come, so unless you want to swallow…”
Jessica sucked him all the way into her throat, deeper than she’d managed so far.
Reese caressed her back and up to her neck. “Open your throat, love. Breathe through your nose. Take him in all the way. You can do it.”
He didn’t push. Just encouraged.
It was enough. She did as he said, and just as she nearly swallowed Charles all the way down his shaft, he came, hot bursts of semen coating the back of her throat. She sucked him, milking his cock and swallowing all he had to offer until he stopped pulsing inside her mouth.
With a tiny flinch, Charles reached to lift her face off his cock. “Sensitive … after … babe.” She released him gingerly and gazed into his smiling face. “I’m going to keep you.”
Jessica felt her heart beating in her chest. His approval meant a lot.
Charles stroked her cheek with his thumb, staring at her as though she hung the stars.
Reese tugged her body backward until they both collapsed against the bed in a heap of limbs.
Charles climbed beside her, with slightly more aplomb. His breathing wasn’t back to normal yet, but he spoke anyway. “Did we scare you, babe?” His face landed next to hers, a breath between them.
“Scare me?”
“When you woke tied down? Blindfolded?”
Jessica squeezed her legs together at the moisture once again pooling in her center.
Reese chuckled and kissed her shoulder from behind. “I don’t think she was anything but aroused, Charles.”
“Good. ’Cause that was hot. And I’m going to want to explore the idea of tying you up again. Soon.”
How could she get so aroused again so soon after two magnificent orgasms … and from just words?
A slap on her ass made her jump. Reese spoke again. “I can’t even think straight with your pussy leaking like that and your sexy legs rubbing together. And I’m hungry. Get out of here and get a bath so I can regain my composure for one minute and rustle us up something to eat before you distract me again to the point we all pass out from starvation.”
Jessica smiled into the pillow. She was the luckiest wolf alive.
Chapter 14
“Sir.” Judas’ voice interrupted Fredrick.
Fredrick glanced up from his sandwich. He detested being bothered during his lunch, even by one of his wives. But the man standing in front of him now pissed him off to no end lately.
“What?”
“We have the address for the vehicle, sir. Would you like us to head there and check things out?” The bastard couldn’t even stand still when he spoke. But Fredrick had the good sense to realize
he
was the cause. When he watched his employees in interactions with other people, they never cowered as they did with him. Good. He was glad. Let them shake in their spot when speaking to him.
“Yes. Where are they by the way?”
“Outside Corvallis, Oregon, sir.”
“Corvallis? Isn’t that where you chased the Murphy family down?”
“Yes, sir, it is.” Judas’ voice lowered a decibel.
“Hmm. Do you suppose that’s a coincidence?”
“I don’t see how it could be anything else. The Murphys were living alone with no pack nearby. They are all dead now. I doubt there’s any correlation.”
“Fine. Go. And Judas…”
“Yes, sir?”
“Don’t fucking fail me this time. I want that whore back here. I want her alive. Don’t fuck up this time. She’ll be punished for this. I’ll see to it myself. No one leaves the pack as a runaway. No one.”
“Of course, sir. You can count on us.”
“Riight. Where have I heard that before?”
* * * *
Charles propped his elbows on the kitchen table and steepled his fingers in front of him. “What do you propose?” He looked straight across the table into his father’s eyes.
Reese leaned back in the chair next to him but prudently kept his mouth shut for now.
It was midafternoon. The sun shown through the window, a long ray of light glaring across the table.
“Well, I so wish you had told us what was going on from the moment you arrived, son.” Richard tucked his head just low enough that he looked at Charles with his brow lifted. “It would have saved a lot of hard feelings.”
“We made a promise, Dad. You should have seen the look on Alyssa’s face when she came into that diner. She was frightened and distraught to say the least. You’d have thought the devil was right on her tail. We couldn’t just leave her there. And she pleaded with us to pretend we were her mates. Don’t get me wrong, we knew she was lying, but nevertheless it was clear she was in serious trouble.”
“There’s no doubt you did the right thing in bringing her here. That’s for sure. The poor girl is barely more than a child. I can’t imagine what she’s been through.” Richard planted his hands on the table and pushed to stand.
“She’s here now, and all the cards are on the table. We can’t send her away.” Charles had no doubt about that.
“No. That’s true. She has no place to go, and she’s probably in danger.” At least his father agreed. That was a relief.
“Do you suppose they could track her here?” Reese leaned forward.
“I don’t know. Depends on if anyone saw you with her, I guess.”
“Busy diner. Who knows? But I didn’t see anyone suspicious.” Charles gripped the table with all his fingers until they turned white. He looked at his father, who began pacing.
When Richard paced, ideas were formed. “Well, for now, she needs to remain here and stay close to the house where we can protect her. Just in case. I’ll ask around and see if anyone knows about this pack she came from. Doubt I’ll get very far though. Sounds like the kind of group that keeps to themselves. No group would advertise the kinds of practices both Alyssa and even Jessica have endured.”
A scuffle behind them made Charles glance over his shoulder as Jessica came into the kitchen. “Am I interrupting?”
“No, baby. Come here.” He held his arm out to her until she got close enough for him to wrap her in his embrace.
“Welcome to the family, Jessica.” Richard leaned across the table and extended his hand. “Officially.”
“Thank you.” Her words were barely above a whisper.
“You okay?”
Reese questioned.
“Just awkward, knowing everyone knows what we did last night.”
Her cheeks turned red while she stood there in silent communication.