The Wolfe Brothers

by Eden Rose

  “Clear!” One of them yells.

  Suddenly, all three of them are back in my face and are trying to touch me in a way to get me excited. I push their hands away needing to say what I have to say before I combust.

  “Where were you? Why didn’t you call me? Why are you here now? I’m not some whore.”

  Randy’s lips descend over mine. His kiss is sweet, cautious and promises me more dirty things to continue. He nips my bottom lip. “Baby,” he mumbles. “From here on out, you’re ours. Nothing you can say is going to change that. Accept it.”

  I shake my head like a brat. “No, I want to know where--”

  Randy’s face is pushed out of the way and Tank’s mouth meets mine. His lips are harder than before. He seems desperate for me and it makes me feel good. It makes me feel like I’m wanted which is something I desperately need.

  “You’re ours. All three of ours. From here on out. I promise you,” Tank declares between kisses.

  I nod my head. Fighting isn’t something I can handle right now. I couldn’t handle pushing the three of them away and I know I need to, but I can’t.

  I need them as much as they need me.

  Chapter Eight

  Trinity

  My body shivers from the heat of their stares as they circle around me. I’m standing in the middle of the three hunky men, and all I keep thinking is how I managed to have these three men want to claim me.

  No matter how much I try to get it through my head this is happening to me, I can’t seem to believe it.

  “Take your clothes off,” Randy advises me with a little smirk on his face. His full lips are looking luscious.

  I quiver. I begin to unbutton my shirt, slowly. Each button I undo, I pull it away from my body a little more. Once I get to the last button and my lacey bra is showing, I hear triplet gulps and gasps. This only fuels me even more. As mentioned before, I am not the type of woman who does this!

  I leave the shirt unbuttoned and resting against my shoulders to showcase my lacey bra and begin to work on my belt to my pants. I wish I had the time to shower and shave, but I don’t think they are going to wait. I might have to do that after we’re done.

  “Should I leave my pants on and have you take them off?” I ask Tank with a flirty smile.

  “Baby, those look like uniform pants. I won’t be as gentle as you. Hurry up before I rip them at your pussy and fuck you with my tongue.”

  “Yes, please!”

  I hear a chuckle behind me and then the rough fingerprints of one of the triplets. “I think she’s asking for it, don’t you, brothers?” Kody taunts me. His breath is hot on the back of my neck.

  “Definitely,” Randy agrees. “Hold her arms.”

  Kody’s rough hands hold my arms and I’m being lifted in the air before I can blink. Kody sits his big and heated body on the couch with me on his lap. He uses his thighs to separate my legs, so my pants are strained against my own heated flesh.

  He murmurs in my ear. “You’re completely at my mercy. Whatever they want to do to you, they have to ask my permission. You ready for this?”

  “Yes! Yes!” I hiss thrusting my hips up in the air.

  Randy’s between my thighs and starts pulling on the fabric of my pants. He has them pulled down to the top of my pussy and I scream out from sheer impatience. He moves my legs to make it easier to pull my pants off and I’m eager to comply.

  Tank’s standing in front of me with his shirt off and his muscles glistening from his own passion. His muscles look taut, straining against his skin. He looks desperate to have his way with me.

  “I’m gonna have them eat your pussy,” Kody informs me with his sexy voice. “Then, I’m gonna have you beg to come. Once I let you come, I’m gonna fuck your pussy and I will let one of my brothers fuck your ass. Then one will fuck that smart mouth of yours. Are you ready?”

  I throb. “Yes! Oh god, yes, please!”

  He chuckles from my desperation.

  Before I know it, I feel a powerful tongue dive through my pussy lips and attack my clit. “Holy fuck!” I scream out.

  A wicked wink comes from Randy. He knows how to get me to scream.

  His tongue massages and licks my little ball of nerves over and over again. Randy’s finger plunges inside of me and spreads me completely from one of his thick fingers. He takes turns alternating between fucking me with one finger and then two fingers to make sure I’m ready for both of my holes to be pleasured.

  My lower muscles coil and spring too tight for me to stop myself from coming. I shake my head violently against Kody’s chest. His hand unleashes one of my hands and he wraps that hand around my throat. He squeezes just enough for me to get the picture.

  He’s in control.

  And I love it.

  My orgasm ebbs too close to the edge. I can’t prevent it from fully taking over me and the rat bastard between my thighs know I’m too close.

  His hot mouth and tongue leave my pussy to stand up in front of me and take his pants off. I shudder at the sight of his thick dick aiming at me. He stands on the couch next to me, getting down on his knees a little for his dick to be aimed at my mouth.

  “Can I fuck her mouth?” Randy asks Kody.

  Kody thrusts his hips against my ass. The rough feel of his jeans against my smooth ass has me trying to tighten my legs. He squeezes my throat tighter than before. “Do it hard and fast. I want her to gag on your dick as Tank fucks her with his tongue.”

  “Oh god!” I mewl.

  “Not god, baby,” Kody gripes in my ear.

  Randy’s dick is pressing against my tongue and I eagerly suck it into my mouth. I’m dying to have him fuck my lips.

  I feel pressure between my legs as Tank spreads my thighs open even farther, putting them on either side of Kody’s thighs. I’m spread wide open for him.

  He doesn’t waste any time. Two fingers spear me, and another finger gathers up my arousal. Not before long, that third finger is pushing against the muscles of my other hole. He plunges it inside of me. Tank descends his mouth over my clit, sucking my clit and the hood into his mouth making me scream around Randy’s dick.

  “You like that?” Kody murmurs against my ear. “Do you like knowing how turned on we are by you?”

  I nod. I use one hand to grip Tank’s hair and the other to hold Randy’s thigh in my hand. I need something to anchor me before I come too hard. I scream around his dick, and lightly close my teeth.

  “Squeeze her throat a little more. I think she’s about to come,” Randy calls me out.

  I nod my head. I’m way too close to coming to stop.

  Tank’s mouth moves away from me, but he continues to fuck me with his fingers, stretching me to the fullest. My eyes close tightly from being filled so fully. I’m about to slip into Nirvana.

  “Now!” Kody orders.

  Tank’s tongue assaults my clit and I push Randy out of my mouth. I scream so loud I about pass out. “Fuck!” I groan and ride his face.

  My hips buck against his mouth. Then, like a red-hot wave, I feel my orgasm come crashing through me. He doesn’t stop even when I try to squeeze his head with my thighs. Instead, he adjusts his head to make it so I can’t close them around him.

  My orgasm slowly comes to a halt and I’m breathing too heavy.

  “Tank! Grab our girl and put her on your dick standing up!”

  Wait, what?

  Tank’s hands grip my waist and he adjusts my body so I’m being carried. Soon, he settles me on his dick. His dick is so much wider and thicker than his fingers. I throw my head back. He uses his hands to hold my ass as he pummels inside of me. Over and over.

  His pubic bone rubs against my too sensitive clit.

  “Does that feel good, baby?” Kody asks me.

  “Mmm!” I cry out.

  I look behind me to see Randy settled on my couch with his hand shuttling up and down his dick. His eyes are on me as he does it.

  Just as I’m about to come again, Kody lifts me off T
ank’s dick and walks me over to Randy. He carefully sets me down on him and Randy must have fisted his dick just right because he’s stuffing it in my ass. The red, hot pleasure and pain rush through me like a tidal wave.

  “Jesus!” He grumbles. “She’s so fuckin’ tight!”

  No! They are that huge! Their dicks are way too big!

  “She’s perfect,” Tank mumbles and walks over to us with my juices still on his dick. He steps up behind the couch to rest his dick against my mouth. I eagerly suck him in.

  I can taste myself on him, and I love it.

  Kody’s the only one who hasn’t gotten to taste me or fuck me today. Tank’s hard cock slips from my mouth as I try to look for Kody. I’m spun around so my front is facing the main part of the living room and my back is resting on Randy. His dick is still making me lose my shit.

  Kody steps closer, he gets down, so his dick is nudging against my pussy lips. In a matter of seconds, he’s fucking me.

  Tank is back at my mouth to get pleasure as well.

  The three brothers fuck me in tandem in each of my holes. The pleasure is too hot and too much for me to hold to. I scream around Tank’s dick and I close my eyes from the pleasure. I can’t stop myself from coming.

  Randy must sense I’m about to come because he uses his hands to guide my mouth up and down his dick. “Just like that, baby. Absolutely the most perfect fuckin’ thing.”

  Then I splinter apart.

  I come so hard that stars flicker in my vision before sweet abyss consumes me.

  Chapter Nine

  Randy

  It isn’t the best sleeping arrangement. Trinity is curled up against my chest, while Tank is on the other side of her with his arm draped over her and me. Kody had tried wedging his way in to get closer to Trinity but was met with a growl from Tank and me, so he settled for the foot of the bed.

  I kiss the top of Trinity’s head then roll to face the other way.

  Why? Why did my mate have to also be my brothers’ mate? I am not one to share. Who the hell wants to share their mate? Watching Kody and Tank with Trinity brought so many mixed emotions. Emotions that stirred the wolf in me.

  We were raised knowing that we had a mate out there in the world. We just never expected our mates to be the same woman. This changed so many things for me. Kody and Tank are the other parts of my soul, but Trinity is the glue to my soul.

  “Fuck,” I grumble.

  “What’s wrong, Randy?” Trinity asks softly. Her slender finger strokes down my back.

  Fuck. It’s hard to stay pissed off when she touches me.

  “Nothin’, beautiful.” I roll back on my side to face her. Her and Tank are looking at me. Trinity looks concerned. Tank looks like he gives two fucks. Typical Tank.

  “Why the muttering then?” She asks wrapping her arm around me.

  Even her touch is perfect. Everything about this woman is fucking perfect.

  “Just don’t want to get up and go to work. That’s all,” I lie through my teeth with a smile that I hope she buys.

  “I completely understand,” she shifts. “I don’t want--” Trinity’s eyes widen, and she looks down towards the foot of the bed.

  “What’s wrong, babe?” Tank asks kissing her shoulder.

  “Is… Is there a dog in the bed?” she stumbles.

  Tank and I sit up as fast as lightning and look at the foot of the bed.

  Kody. Fucking Kody. The bastard shifted into his wolf form sometime during the night. His large brown furred body is curled up in a ball and he is snoring lightly.

  “Dog?” Tank chuckles. “No dog. Just Kody.”

  Trinity begins sitting up. Without thought, I kicked Kody.

  “Kody!” Tank and I growl.

  “Fuck? What?” He asks sitting up in human form. He runs his hand through his hair and glares at Tank then me. Finally, he brings his eyes to Trinity and winks.

  “Trinity thought there was a dog in the bed,” Tank huffs.

  “Ah. No dog. Just me, babe,” Kody grins then pulls Trinity from between Tank and me. She giggles as she comes to rest on his lap. “Sleep good?”

  “Best night sleep ever,” she yawns then leaned her head against him.

  “Let’s go take a shower. These two will make us breakfast.”

  Neither Tank nor I get a chance to say anything because he’s already rushed off with our mate to the bathroom. As much as I want to shower with Trinity, I don’t want to see Kody’s dick again. Or Tank’s.

  The three of us really need to sit down and have a chat about how the fuck this is all going to work. I’m not about fucking sausage parties so something needs to be figured out.

  “That mother fucker,” Tank snarls.

  “Yep.”

  ***

  Trinity waves at us as she drives out of the parking lot. She’s off to work. We aren’t crazy about her working, especially since her job is more dangerous than she fucking realizes. She’s working on King’s turf and doesn’t even realize it.

  “Alright, it takes her about thirty minutes to get to work. Another thirty minutes to gear up and head out on patrol. So, let’s cut straight through the bullshit,” I say facing my brothers.

  Tank crosses his arms and Kody’s eyebrow rises.

  “That’s a fucking mouthful for someone who wants to keep it short,” Kody rolls his eyes and leans against our truck.

  “Hurry up. I don’t want her doing a patrol without us nearby,” Tank mumbles.

  “This fucking sausage party. We’re gonna need some sort of rules or something. I don’t want to be seeing your dicks swinging every time I fuck Trinity,” I state.

  “You think I want to see you guys’ dicks?” Kody rolls his eyes.

  “How the fuck we end up with the same mate anyway?” Tank kicks at the gravel. “None of us like to share.”

  “So far we haven’t killed each other--” Kody sighs.

  “It’s only Monday. There’s still time,” Tank grins making Kody and me laugh. “Which one of you wants to call Pops and ask what the fuck we do about this?”

  “Not me!” Kody and I can’t spit the words out fast enough.

  Pops, our grandfather, is who we turn to whenever we need some spiritual guidance. We hate turning to him because he lectures us about our decision of joining the Dark Wolves MC. Yeah, Dark Wolves ain’t no Boy Scouts, but we don’t kill no one that don’t deserve it.

  Besides, Pops should know that even the damaged like us need spiritual guidance. And that’s exactly what we need right now. Guidance.

  The spirits lead us to Trinity. Now we just need to figure out how to keep her and keep from killing each other.

  Chapter Ten

  Trinity

  I swear to all that is holy, there was a dog at the foot of my bed. There was something fluffy that moaned like a damn dog. I know a dog when I see one!

  I rub my eyes and then curse when I rub my mascara. Son of a bitch! I normally don’t wear makeup much because of my job, but I wanted to look pretty for the guys. I want them to want me as much as I want them.

  After sleeping together, a handful of times, I am surprised to see how normal everything seems. It seems normal to me to be shared by three hunky men.

  When did I become a slut?

  “You gonna cut some signs today, or what?” Bernie asks.

  I shrug, looking over at my partner for the day. Bernie is a nice enough guy who transferred here from Michigan’s Border Patrol. He’s always talking about how hot it is here and how he misses the snow. Bernie is really tall and spends a lot of time at the gym. I think he’s in his mid-thirties, but I never asked.

  “I’m working, I’m working,” I huff and use my flashlight to look at the ground.

  There are those fucking animal prints again. Instead of just one set, there are multiple sets of these huge animal prints. I scratch my head as I bend down to look at it. I slip my phone out of my back pocket and take a series of pictures of the footprints. There has to be some explanation
as to where these came from.

  My brain hurts and I still have six hours left. Fuck.

  “Is this the first time you saw these prints?” Bernie asks from behind me.

  I pop back up from my squat, cursing inside as my body burns from the amazing sex I had. “Nah. I saw them the other day with Adam. You’ve seen them before?”