“You too, Lee.” Heather turned to smile at Lee over her shoulder, which made her breasts do amazing things, pulling up to the perfect, perky centerfold shot.
He heard Lee snap the condom into place. “What now, baby?”
“Now Danny goes here…” Heather rose up, taking Danny’s cock in one hand to hold him still before sliding down over the head of Danny’s cock. Tight. So, so tight.
“I like it.” Lee’s voice came out guttural, and the look he shot Danny over Heather’s back almost burned Danny to a crisp it was so hot.
“You’ll like this even more. Get your fingers wet and get your cock all slick.” Heather was moving already, rising and falling like she just couldn’t stay still, and Danny moaned, reaching for her breasts.
“Okay.” Lee sucked his fingers, which might have been the most perverse thing Danny had ever seen somehow, then reached down, his hand moving out of sight.
“Now, you go here.” Heather reached back, and it took a moment, but both Danny and Lee realized what she meant about the same time, and both of them just howled when Lee slid home inside Heather’s ass.
“Christ! Heather. Baby. I can – Dan, I can feel you.”
Danny could feel Lee too, right there inside Heather, and he squirmed, trying to get more.
Moaning, Heather bounced on them, pushing down, then back. Her tits filled Danny’s hands, her cunt grasping him, squeezing, and no one could stay still. Bucking, Danny pushed up, feeling the pressure when Lee slammed down, Heather caught between them, suspended in a net of pleasure.
The scent of their rutting rose around them, hot and musky and enough to make Danny’s mouth water. He panted, listening to Lee growl love words, listening to Heather cry out over and over.
The pressure built in his balls, the very idea of what he and Lee were doing to Heather enough to make him want to come, even when the reality was better than he could ever imagine. If he died tomorrow, today he was a happy man.
“Boys. Danny. Lee. Someone touch me.” Heather flailed, trying to get to someone’s hand, and Danny unclamped one hand from her breasts, but Lee beat him to it. Those thick, strong fingers pressed down to Heather’s clit, rubbing hard, pushing Heather even higher.
When Heather came around him, it was like an earthquake or something. She shook, her voice high and thin when she called their names, her head falling back against Lee’s chest.
Lee moaned, the sound agonized, and Danny could feel every pulse of Lee’s cock, every tiny movement.
Seconds later, Danny went off like a rocket, his cock aching as he shot, his balls emptying hard. He probably filled the damned condom to overflowing, as hard as he was pushing, as strong as each pulse moved through him.
They collapsed together, all of them panting, all of them laughing a little. “That was a damned fine idea, baby,” Lee said, kissing Heather’s nape, one hand stroking down Danny’s side.
“I try. Morning.” Heather kissed Danny on the mouth before turning her head to Lee let have the next kiss.
It was a surprisingly good morning, and in a weird way Danny had to be grateful to whoever had ruined his room. Waking up with Lee and Heather could become addictive.
Chapter Seven
It hadn’t worked. His warning had fallen short, obviously, because the little city wolf hadn’t gone away. No, instead Lee had gone to the alpha who’d been sticking his long, sensitive nose into everyone’s business.
He’d had to quit watching, because the alpha had put a sentry at Lee and Heather’s house, a big male that Lee was related to.
Frustration boiled up inside him, but he didn’t let it overwhelm him. Instead, he used it to focus his rage. The first night of the moon came tomorrow.
Tomorrow Lee and Heather and their little city wolf would pay.
“You ready to run with the big wolves, Dan?” Lee clapped Danny on the back, rubbing a little to release the obvious tension he felt in Danny’s muscles.
“I think so.”
“Don’t sound so sure.” The sun was making its way toward setting, and the moon was coming. Lee’s skin and bones told him, feeling wrong in their human form.
“I just wish your Logan had found the guy who trashed my room, is all. Maybe I should go run with the campus pack.”
“No way.” Baring his teeth, Lee growled a little. “They can’t protect you like I can.” He would protect what was his, both Danny and Heather. He’d fucking tear anyone up who came near them.
“My hero.” Danny smiled, his dark eyes a little haunted. Hunted.
“You’d better fucking believe it, baby.”
“You two ready to roll?” Heather came out of the bathroom wearing a loose pair of sweats and a T-shirt, and she was still the hottest thing Lee had ever seen. God, he loved her. He would talk to her folks in the morning, now that he’d talked to Logan. Let them know it was a love match as much as a pack thing.
“Ready.” Danny gave them both a smile, and this one reached his eyes.
“Let’s go, then.”
The pack tried to get as far away from town and the college as they could when the moon came, no one wanting to harm the non-wolf folks who lived among them. They met at a pre-arranged location, usually determined by Logan, and picked for terrain and game availability. They headed out in Lee’s truck, and almost an hour later they got to the big clearing where everyone was parked, the moon riding Lee hard. His hands shook on the steering wheel when he hit the brakes for the last time.
“Remember, baby. Stay close.” He said it to both of them, knowing he needed to be able to protect them from whoever or whatever the threat might be.
Heather nodded and Danny grunted, and Lee figured that was as good as it would get. Lee nodded at his cousin Gabe when he got out of the truck, knowing the big guy was there to protect his lovers, just like he was.
Everyone milled around, probably two hundred werewolves were there, ready to start the hunt. There would be some fighting, some fucking, and a lot of running. That was the way of it.
Danny crossed his arms over his chest and hunched his shoulders. Lee glanced at Heather, and as one unit they moved close, bracketing Danny in safety and warmth.
“It will be okay, baby. I promise.”
“I know. It’s just weird.”
Yeah, Lee imagined it was. The campus pack was way, way smaller than this. The scents alone had to be overwhelming. Logan came by, not saying a word, but nodding at them, those sharp eyes scanning the pack, his long nose vibrating.
Lee was sniffing too, trying to catch the scent of the guy who had trashed Danny’s room. With no luck, damn it.
“Here it comes.” Heather bounced and grinned. His girl loved the full moon, loved letting the wolf take over.
The moon broke free of the clouds in the sky overhead – and
His senses sharpened as all four paws hit the ground, and he smelled his mates, then his alpha. There was another scent there, something he was supposed to be searching for, and Lee fought the urge to let the moon carry him off on his monthly scramble for prey. He stopped, his head tilting, his nose picking up every scent in a half-mile radius. There was Gabe, right there, six feet to his left. The sweet and spicy scent of Heather was close, too close for his good sense, almost. Then there was Danny. Less earthy, smelling almost like rain and cinders…
