Marco kisses his way across my collarbone and down between my breasts, taking a moment to say hello to each of them with a quick nibble before continuing downward across my belly, to my navel, and to the lacy edge of my panties. He growls with pleasure as he licks and kisses along the edge of the lace, his hands warm through the fabric as he moves his hand between my thighs.
A flash of the three of us flickers through my mind. I see our bodies arranged with Angus behind me and Marco in front of me, inverted so he can taste me while I take his cock with my mouth.
Angus groans and pushes me onto my side as Marco slides my panties down my legs.
“Oh. My. God,” I say, leaning up on my elbow.
“What?” the two of them stop and turn and say in unison.
“You’re communicating with each other. With your… with your hive mind. That’s how come it’s always so perfect, isn’t it?”
Marco arches a brow at his brother and shrugs. “I guess. I don’t mean to.”
“Hive mind?” Angus says. “We aren’t bees. We’re wolves. And why shouldn’t we use every tool at our disposal while we worship you?”
“Worship me?” I ask.
“Do I hear a complaint?” Angus asks.
I shake my head. “I’ve never had anyone say it quite like that.”
Marco raises his finger and dangles my panties in the air. “Can I get back to what I was doing here?”
I nod my head, pretending to be serious. “By all means. As you were.”
The flash of our threesome strobes behind my eyes and Angus eases me onto my side. He kisses my shoulders as he presses his hardness against my backside, teasing me with his hot length.
Marco’s runs his hands along my thighs, spreading them wide as he kneads the soft skin there. He touches me with his mouth, gently at first, tasting me before plunging inside my slick opening with his tongue.
Marco’s cock is heavy and thick and inches from my mouth. I reach for him and run my hands over his length, guiding him to me.
We move as one being.
Marco slides forward to focus on my clit as Angus takes over where his brother left. He thrusts inside me, his cock stretching me with heat and pressure as he pushes in to the hilt. Marco eases his shaft into my mouth, letting me control the pace, making sure that I’m the one who moves us forward.
Every nerve in my body tingles as my mouth pulses in time with my clit. I grab Marco by the hips and pull him to me, taking him in and letting him fill my mouth as Angus fills my core. A moan rises from deep inside me, or maybe from Angus, or Marco. I can’t tell anymore where each of our bodies ends and the other begins.
We’re chasing the wave. Pushing and coaxing each other to the precipice, urging the other up and up toward the crest and the promise of blissful, perfect release. Marco’s cock tenses and I know he’s close. I suck harder and urge him on as his mouth devours my clit, holding my thighs and working with increased urgency.
Angus grabs my hips and thrusts faster, again and again, harder and harder. The three of us writhe in unison, our rhythm advancing with our need, the tension increasing as we ride higher and higher and higher. Pleasure explodes from every part of my trembling body. The heat of Marco’s release fills my mouth as Angus holds our bodies together through and over the peak.
Chapter Five
VAN
I pad through the forest, imagining myself disappearing completely. I know that my wolf is hard to see against a backdrop of snow, but I must be impossible to pick out during a snowstorm. The sky is thick with clouds and the air is full of powder and I am in agony.
I couldn’t get out of there fast enough. The look on their faces when the medallion activated was not what I was expecting. The feeling that overcame us caught me completely off guard. Salma said that the medallion should be given when I knew we had found her. That it would be a symbol of our bond and that when it was given, she would also know.
I thought I could convey how much we needed her by giving her the medallion. I wanted her to feel welcome, even if I can’t give that to her myself. I had no idea that it would actually do that. I wasn’t expecting to feel her in my mind so fully, so totally. And Tobias…
Fuck.
Fuck!
That’s what I get for panicking.
I thought Joely was about to tell us goodbye. I don’t know what made me think it but when I saw her face at the bottom of the stairs, she looked the way most animals look when they realize my wolf has spotted them. Frozen. Heart racing. Eyes wide. I picture her face in my memory and I have no doubt. Zero. She was afraid.
Joely was afraid, and I assumed it was because she was going to tell us she had to leave.
The way she ran to her bag and hurried back with her presents. It all felt wrong. The timing was off. I watched her the whole time from the stairs, feeling her racing heart and yes, I could smell it on her body. Fear. She was definitely afraid. My mind went immediately on alert. What was she hiding? What could make her afraid? Then I moved right back to myself and what I needed, which was how to make sure she didn’t leave. I didn’t take the time to consider the ‘why’ of her fear.
I thought she was going to give us a keepsake. Something to remember her by. I thought she was going to leave and in that moment all I could
