by Lauren Dane
“Deeper, that’s right, baby. Yeah, oh yeah, right there,” Nick mumbled softly, guiding her head. Her mouth was heaven over his cock. He loved the way he slipped in a bit deeper each time Gabe thrust into her, loved watching the sway of those delicious breasts. Her eyes looked straight into his, right into his soul, and he gave way to her, gave her every bit of himself.
He couldn’t believe that he’d thought he’d been in love with Sarah. What he felt now for Tracy—what he’d felt since the moment he’d unleashed his semen deep inside her body was so intense and powerful that what he’d felt for Sarah was a pale imitation. This was his woman, his mate and he adored every inch of her, most notably the part sucking his cock at the moment, but the mischievous glint in those eyes too, the way her hair felt between his fingers, the curve of her back leading to where their mate was fucking into her.
When her fingertips pressed against his perineum he groaned and orgasm—just dancing out of reach—descended over him. Arching up into her body, he felt every nerve ending explode with endorphins until he was so wrung out that he couldn’t hold himself up anymore and fell back to the bed.
“Thank you, baby. I love you. So very much.” He combed fingers through her hair and she smiled at him, murmured that she loved him too before kissing the head of his cock. Turning her head, she laid it against his thigh and opened herself more to Gabe’s invading cock.
Gabe smiled at Nick and began to fuck her with abandon. Her moans and mewls of pleasure rose in the air with the sounds of wet flesh meeting and his own grunts. Bringing thumb and forefinger together, he plumped them around her slippery, hard clit. Over and over, delighting in the way her thighs began to tremble and her moans became more desperate and breathy.
“Do you want to come, Tracy?”
“Yes!”
He laughed and flicked the tip of his finger over her clit with an insistent rhythm that matched his strokes into her pussy. The fluttering and clenching of the walls of her pussy signaled her impending climax and he knew it wouldn’t be long after she came that he followed.
Her body seized and tightened as a pretty pink flush worked up her flesh. She cried out as orgasm flowed through her and she came around Gabe’s cock. It seemed to last forever, each time she thought she was done, another wave would buffet her until she heard Gabe’s groan and felt the jerk of his cock as he came deep inside her.
“Damn it, you’re so sweet,” he murmured as he flopped to the side and he kissed her when he and Nick pulled her up between them.
“Sweet? I just had a three-way with two alpha wolves! What’s sweet about that?”
Nick laughed at her indignation and bent to kiss her nose. “I think he means sweet, like dark chocolate is sweet. Sinful and good but with a bite.”
She crooked up a smile. “Oooh, good save.”
“Why does he get the credit? I’m the one who said it!”
“Sure, but I said it better.”
Tracy laughed at them. “We’re going to need a bigger bed.”
“And a house for your three-legged dog.” Gabe was quite charmed by Milton and he’d seen Tracy’s entire being light up when she’d seen him.
“Yeah. That’s the least of our problems right now.” Nick sighed.
Tracy tsked. “You’re right. Because well, if you must know, no one has gone down on me. I’m a growing girl, I need it.”
Gabe threw his head back and laughed. How long had it been since he’d felt so damned happy? Not in a very long time, if ever. And he’d certainly never felt the sense of family that he had right then.
“Well then, my love, let’s remedy that. Can’t neglect a growing girl, now can we?” He moved to kneel between her thighs and looked up the line of her body. So long and lean and pretty. Athletic and feminine, soft where she was supposed to be.
Her pussy was gorgeous and he traced the furl there, glistening and wet. “Why isn’t this pierced?” He flicked a fingertip over her clit for emphasis.
Her breath caught. “It heals, or so I’ve been told. The nipples stay and the ears and eyebrow, because the rings have a core of silver that keeps my body from healing and pushing out the piercings but doesn’t harm me. I’m not wild about putting that kind of thing near my clit. Damned werewolf super healing,” she laughed.
“Good, because I don’t want anyone else here looking at my pretty pussy. The idea of any other men here between your thighs makes me irritated.” He moved his face closer and pulled at the hood with the tip of his tongue.
“I can’t remember them anymore.” And she wasn’t lying. How could anything else compare?
It was Nick’s turn to laugh as he moved to kiss her long and slow. His lips tasted her like she was something excruciatingly rare and delicious. Her hands were in his hair, holding his head to her.
He kissed like a man who viewed kissing as part of the lovemaking process. He didn’t just do it to get to the fucking. Nick Lawrence was a connoisseur of the kiss. Deliberate little nips of his teeth followed by flicks of his tongue to soothe the sting. His tongue seduced its way into her mouth, slid along hers in a sinuous dance, making her breathless and wanting more of him. Needing more of his taste as it mixed with Gabe’s.
Her hand wrapped around his cock and her other found Gabe’s head.
Gabe loved oral sex. He loved to bring his partner pleasure in such an intimate way, loved to feel the changes in her body as her desire increased and she drew closer to coming. Each woman tasted a bit different but this one was so sweet that he knew he was already far past addicted. More than that, the wolf in him reacted to his own taste there. He needed her, she was an integral part of him now and he craved her touch, craved her voice and the cries of pleasure he brought her. Her taste would lie on his tongue until he died and he liked that very much.
So slick and responsive, her hips rolled up as he slid two fingers into her and hooked them. He’d found her sweet spot earlier that day and smiled against her flesh as he found it again and she jumped with a gasp that Nick eagerly swallowed.
His woman was not shy sexually. She knew what she wanted and she pressed herself greedily as he ate at her pussy. He loved it that she arched up when he moved his face from side to side quickly against her clit.
Rolling his eyes up, he watched as Nick laved over those freckles and down to her nipples, taking one and then the other into his mouth. It must be something about the bond because he couldn’t imagine watching any male touching his mate like that and not killing him. But far from jealous rage, he loved watching Nick touch her.
Gabe watched her as he drew slick fingers down to the star of her rear passage and stroked over it. Her eyes opened and she instinctively tried to close her legs against him but his shoulders held her wide open to him.
“Shhh. If you don’t like it I’ll stop. I’d never hurt you or force you to do anything. But I would like both Nick and I to fuck you at the same time. Let me stretch you. It won’t be tonight.” Gabe waited until she relaxed. Slowly, the fingers stroking over her anus gave more pressure until he slowly entered just a little bit.
Holy shit, she was so tight. If her reaction to his first touches hadn’t showed her as a newcomer to anal sex, the way she felt would have been a sure sign. He made a mental note to investigate some toys for her as he continued to lap at her flesh, devouring the sounds she made as much as he did her honey.
Nick kissed his way down her belly and Tracy thought she’d come on the spot as his tongue joined Gabe’s.
“Oh my word…” she gasped. “Yes, please yes.”
Her entire body began to tremble. Nick’s palms burned into the skin of her inner thighs where he held her. Two tongues on her pussy, two fingers deep in her pussy and one tickling her ass, it was too much and for the first time she screamed as she came, unable not to.
Still, she wasn’t too boneless to miss the brush of lips between Gabe and Nick when they moved away from her pussy. “Wow. That was really hot and I’d order you to do it again if I was anything o
ther than a puddle of warm satiated goo.”
Nick chuckled, surprised as much as she’d been but it had seemed natural to brush his lips over Gabe’s. After all, they’d both been there going down on her at the same time.
Spooning into each other, they fell into a sleepy silence, muscles jumping and endorphins floating.
* * * * *
Gabe nestled his face into Tracy’s neck, letting her scent wash through him, calming and relaxing him. He was utterly contented and he realized with a bit of a start that it was the first moment of such complete happiness and comfort he’d experienced in nearly thirty years.
All his life he’d felt different. As a kid growing up in the housing projects in Boston, his mother had made him stay inside to protect him from the violence of their world. Stuck inside, he turned to books.
He got a scholarship to a private high school and had excelled, getting a full ride to Yale. New Haven hadn’t been so very different from his housing projects although, certainly the campus was a walled universe apart from the impoverished world just outside.
He got good grades and rarely went out those first years. He found it difficult to relate to anyone, as he always had. His mother hadn’t even finished the ninth grade and his father had been on disability for most of Gabe’s life due to a workplace accident that had broken his back. But suddenly he’d been surrounded by people who drove luxury cars and didn’t have to sell plasma to pay for food. There were other students who’d come from impoverished backgrounds and Gabe had always figured if they all didn’t have to work two jobs and study their asses off to keep their scholarships they might have hung out more.
Still, after a while he dated and had a wide circle of acquaintances, and the rare close friend. He’d never had trouble attracting women. He did have trouble keeping them once they’d progressed to the point where he wanted to open up the relationship to some of the sexual flavors he loved.
By the time he got into Harvard Law, he knew what he wanted to do and had a well-defined plan to get there. His father had died the year before and his mother had moved to upstate New York to live with his aunt. He was pretty much alone when Gavin Moore attacked him in a drunken rage.
Tim Moore, Gavin’s dad and the Mediator for the National Pack for forty years, came to him in the hospital. From what Gabe learned later, the man had sat outside his room the day and a half it took him to recover from the attack.
Tim made his pitch. In exchange for Gabe keeping quiet about the attack, he’d be brought into the National Pack. Moreover, Tim would mentor him and the Pack would pay his tuition. Gabe had jumped at the chance. And he hadn’t looked back.
Tim had been like a father to him. Not surprising really, since Gavin was a lazy, worthless asshat. Such indolence and a sense of entitlement—it drove Gabe nuts. But still, even though he’d shared holidays with the Moores, he’d never felt like one of them.
He was glad his mother lived long enough to see him graduate from Harvard. He’d bought her and his aunt a house and had taken good care of her those last years. But the hard life she’d lived up to that point had taken its toll and her diabetes and emphysema had both gone poorly treated for so long that even the best doctors money could buy had only been able to prolong her life for another ten years.
This woman and the man beside her were his now. His in a way that nothing had ever been before, and he would do anything to protect them both. Starting with finding out what the fuck was behind the odd way Ben and Sarah had acted earlier.
* * * * *
Nick’s heart pounded beneath Tracy’s hand, draped over his chest. A lazy smile touched his lips as she traced a heart there. He loved that sense of whimsy, it brought much-needed levity into his life. Even before the insanity of the evening at the Pack house, he’d known his life was too serious.
He moved into Tracy’s body, feeling the cool steel of her nipple rings against his back. Her sweet little nipples were always hard, he most definitely liked that.
There’d been dozens of women that year alone. Each encounter had been satisfying physically but not emotionally. He’d told himself that he didn’t need it, that emotional connection was for suckers. Besides, he’d had his friendships with Sarah and Josh, the Third in Pacific.
But as he lay there, he realized that he’d been lonely for the kind of connection he’d felt since he first bonded with Tracy. He not only loved her and was mated to her and to Gabe, but he felt a deep kinship with her. Whole where he’d felt empty.
All his life he’d purposely held himself back in the shadow so that Ben could excel. And most of the time Nick had been okay with that. He really hadn’t wanted the pressure of being Alpha. It was a public, people-oriented position and as Enforcer, Nick had the kind of privacy and quiet that Ben could only dream of. The Pack house was constantly full of people and that would have driven him nuts.
At the same time, he knew something, something that his father and Ben knew too. Nick was far more qualified to be Alpha than Ben was. Nick was smarter and stronger and quicker. Just because Ben was older didn’t mean he was automatically Alpha. And yet, Nick hadn’t wanted to challenge or embarrass his brother. He loved Ben and Sarah and his niece and nephew.
Still, he was really thrown for a loop over Ben’s and Sarah’s behavior. That first night, when he’d taken Tracy to meet them, Ben had been a bit hesitant about his endorsement of Tracy, although he’d been pleasant enough to her face. And Sarah, well, he’d allowed her to convince him that it was just silly jealousy but clearly it was far more than that. He felt sick at making Tracy so upset with that phone call when she’d been right about Sarah’s attitude.
“Hey, you were all warm and relaxed but you’re all tensed up now.” Tracy kissed his shoulder and he turned over to face her. “You want to talk about it?”
“You’re far too distracting there naked and delicious and smelling like sex. Let’s clean up and meet in the living room in a few minutes. I’ll make some tea and we’ll hash this situation with Pacific out.”
Tracy sat up and climbed over him and sent them both a look back over her shoulder. “If you say so. But I might be lonely in there all by myself.” And swayed her naked ass right into the connecting bath.
Gabe looked at Nick and they both laughed and got up to follow.
* * * * *
An hour later they stumbled into the kitchen and rustled up some tea and sandwiches for the discussion. Each one of them moved around each other with a kind of ease and rhythm that you don’t get until you’ve known a person for some time.
Already their scents had begun to marry, to mix into one unique scent that would brand their sealed tri-mate bond. It teased Tracy’s senses even as it warmed her insides.
Settling into the living room, Tracy sat in the big club chair near the fireplace and tucked her feet under her while she drank her tea.
“You wanna tell me what the hell happened tonight? I mean, is it normal behavior for the Pack to be so wild when you get a new member?”
Nick sighed heavily and leaned his head back against the couch. “We don’t get new members very often but it’s never been like this. I’m still totally shocked. Jo, the wolf who attacked you, she’s not…she’s not prone to attacking anyone. I don’t understand.”
“Let me guess, blondie, Jo, whatever-the-fuck, she’s a friend of Sarah’s.”
Nick took a deep breath and nodded. “Jesus, you don’t think?”
“That your bitchy, precious Sarah planned to try and fuck me over from the first moment she heard of me and enlisted that low-rent skank to try and start shit?”
Gabe burst out laughing and then sobered, wiping the tears from his eyes. He got up and moved to Tracy, kissing her and sitting back down. “Darling, you really must learn to express yourself better. Don’t hold back.”
Nick rubbed the bridge of his nose and smiled. “You think her apology was a fake?” He held up his hand. “No, don’t answer that. I know it was. I’m sorry. You were right. I don’t
know how I could have been so wrong about her.”
Tracy got out of the chair and came to kneel before Nick. She cradled his head between her hands. “Nick, you’ve known her all these years and she used that to manipulate you. I’d be lying if I said I was happy that you called her the way you did, but I understand why you did it. And she betrayed that.”
He kissed the tip of her nose. “Thank you, baby. But I have a hard time believing that that entire thing tonight was out of simple jealousy that you are my mate.”
“I’m with you on that, Nick. That scene tonight was way more complicated than mere jealousy. And in any case, Ben was agitated about something and it wasn’t just a room full of alphas.” Gabe had been around a lot of wolves with things to hide for the last twenty years and he was sure that Ben Lawrence was hiding something, and most likely either for or with the knowledge of Sarah.
“What’s been going on lately?” Tracy climbed up into Nick’s lap and Gabe took her legs, absently massaging her calves and feet as they spoke.
“Nothing, really. Our profits are down, but so are everyone’s, the economy is crap right now. I’ve had to break up some fights, deal with inter-Pack stuff, but we haven’t beefed with Cascadia. That whole buffer thing was just routine stuff.”
“How long have you known you could be Alpha?” Tracy asked, looking straight into his eyes.
He sighed. “Years. But I haven’t wanted to be Alpha. I liked my life well enough. I certainly liked my privacy and not having to live at the Pack house. Ben is much older than I am. I was fifteen when he took over Pacific. I could have challenged him even then,” he shrugged, “but why? Ben wanted it, he was good with the Pack. And seven years ago he met Sarah and seemed to stabilize even more with a mate. The Pack seemed to like having a mated pair at the helm and I was only twenty-three then anyway.”
