"Yeah, that's what I thought. Maybe you should back off."
Doc growled. Unlike when Ed and Allan growled around me, Doc's had real threat in it.
"Sorry," Allan grunted. It wasn't clear who he was apologizing to when he reached over me and shoved Doc away.
I heard him growl again. Though I couldn't see–because I had my back to Doc–he must have grabbed Allan's arm, because all of a sudden, Doc rolled away from me and Allan jerked into me and gasped, eyes going glassy. He writhed against me much as I had done moments before, and it was clear that whatever Doc had done to Allan, he was completely turned on. Allan pressed into me on his own, shuddering, his eyes shut, his breathing harsh. I wasn't sure what to do with my hands, so I kept them to myself for the moment. I certainly didn't mind having Allan pressed up against me.
"Doc's a little hard on his food sometimes," Allan managed to get out, though his words were slurred. "Thought maybe we should spare you that this time." He groaned, and Doc must have let go of his arm, because he put his hand on my shoulder.
Doc muttered something that sounded like a curse in another language. He lay unmoving with his side pressed against my back. "I just did that, didn't I?"
"Yep, you did," Ed answered, amused, from Doc's other side.
I put the hand that wasn't trapped between me and Allan on Allan's side.
The werewolf's breathing, which had been easing, grew harsh again, and he clutched my shoulder.
"Shit. I'm sorry. I don't usually have problems controlling myself." He sounded really upset, and I wanted to do something to make him feel better, but Allan was still clutching me, and I couldn't really move.
"Sofia is a lot more interesting than we are," Allan slurred through gritted teeth.
I giggled, and Doc took a breath.
"Yes, she is," Doc finally agreed, sounding relieved. "Are you okay, Allan?"
"Just need a cold shower."
I brushed my hand along Allan's ribs. My body still burned, and his hard body was still pressed against mine, making it hard to think. If someone didn't kiss me soon, I might need a cold shower, too.
"Honey, if you keep that up, things are going to get a lot more interesting really fast," Allan gasped.
"Want me to stop?"
"No."
"Okay then." I trailed my fingers up his back.
Chapter 18
Sofia
Allan's eyes snapped open, and he studied me for a moment before apparently deciding I was serious. We were already pressed close, but he pulled me to him tightly and pressed his lips to mine.
He hooked his leg over mine, growling softly as he nibbled at my lip.
My brain pretty much completely shut off. I wanted to touch his skin, to run my hands directly over those hard muscles. Running my fingers down his side, I found the edge of his shirt and slid my hands underneath. Sweat slicked his skin, and I traced my way back up his ribs, running my nails across his skin.
Allan rolled until I was pinned to the bed beneath him. I was vaguely aware that Doc must have moved. I had lost track of him and Ed. He grabbed one of my hands and pulled it above me, pinning that to the bed as well. He used his other hand to work his way under my shirt, hand sliding up my side, his touch a little rough.
I dug my nails into his back. He growled in reply, leaving my lips and nibbling his way along my jaw. I pressed against him as he got to my neck and bit down. Moaning, I hooked one of my legs around his back. The other was still trapped under his weight.
He cupped one of my breasts and I gasped, crying out a little.
Allan collapsed on top of me, face pressed into my neck.
"Honey, I gotta stop." His chest heaved against mine, and I could feel his heart pounding in his chest.
"Okay," I managed to get out, though he was heavy enough that breathing was a little difficult.
It took him another moment, but he finally rolled off me, groaning. "Damn, Sofia." He sounded pleased.
"Yeah, you, too." I wasn't quite sure what that meant, but it was the right thing to say.
He laughed. "Now I'm really going to go take a cold shower. You okay?"
"Yeah. I think I need one, too."
My brain cleared enough to wonder what had happened to the other two. I didn't see Doc. Ed was still lying on the far side of the bed, watching us.
"You going to leave us alone together?" Ed practically purred.
"Should I not?" Allan glanced at me.
I was still panting, and my hair stuck to my face. I took a few breaths and gave Allan a thumbs up. I wasn't sure what Ed had in mind, but I didn't think I was going to object. I was strung pretty tight.
Ed slid over to me and leaned on his arm. "Want me to leave you alone?" He grinned, his sky-blue eyes glinting in the low light.
I slowly tilted my head until I was looking at him. I almost answered yes. At the same time, I didn't want to miss out on kissing him. My lips turned up in a suggestive smile. "No."
"Well, she's not shy." Allan laughed.
"This probably wouldn't work if I was. You can all hear just about everything in the house," I replied.
"Just about." Ed leaned over and brushed his lips across mine.
I reached up to try and kiss him, and he pushed me back down. I ran my hand up his arm. He started at my shoulder and tickled his hand down my arm, briefly squeezing my elbow before tracing my forearm. When he got to my wrist, he pulled my arm up above my head and pinned it to the bed. Was that a werewolf thing? If so, I certainly didn't mind.
Grinning, I tried to pull him to me
