Wolves’ Triad

by Lauren Dane

  “Holy shit, how did I miss this tattoo on your back?” Gabe turned her around and leaned down. She looked back at him over her shoulder.

  “I don’t think you got back there.”

  “Hmm. Well, that needs to be remedied. Has anyone been back there, baby?” Nick murmured, his lips against that space where neck meets shoulder.

  She couldn’t think straight with both of them so near! Both men were shirtless and she was naked except for her panties. The heat of their bodies blanketed her and intoxicated her, lulling her senses in an erotic stew.

  “I...uh...what was the question?” Tracy swayed a bit, drunk on the heady emotions in the room created by the three of them.

  Gabe laughed just before he dragged a tongue up her spine.

  Tracy reached around, grabbed the waist of his pants and clumsily but effectively undid them and moved to touch Nick and do the same.

  She fell to her knees and rubbed her cheek across Nick’s cock. She loved the feel of him there, soft and hard all at once. Loved it when his hands on her shoulders tightened and pulled her closer.

  Looking up at him, she saw how dark his eyes had gotten. His lips were parted and her clit throbbed when his tongue came out to sweep across his bottom lip.

  “That’s a fine start. Don’t let me stop you now,” Nick murmured.

  With Gabe standing close behind her, she took Nick into her mouth. Slowly. Her tongue circled the head and what she’d learned was his sweet spot just beneath the slit. His taste burst over her, through her, and she took him back as far as she could and pulled back again.

  She let out a sound of surprised pleasure when Gabe grabbed her hair and began to guide her movements.

  “Yessss,” Nick hissed. His thumbs moved up and stroked over the line of her throat, leaving her skin tingling in their wake. Leaving her wanting more of him. Gabe’s hands in her hair, his control of her movements, sizzled her neural pathways leading to her nipples and pussy. She was so wet she could feel it on her thighs.

  “Wait. I want to fuck you while you do this.” Gabe pulled her head back and she looked up at Nick, who blinked slowly and nodded.

  She took Nick’s hand and he drew her toward the bedroom, her other hand in Gabe’s. The whole scene felt utterly unreal and she wasn’t sure she’d spoken in several minutes. She certainly knew she hadn’t formed a coherent thought since Gabe had bent to look at the tattoo on her back. And who was a lucky girl? Sandwiched between two sexy, handsome, virile and powerful males the way she was made her lightheaded and giddy. Wait ’til she told Nina!

  Nick lay on the bed and she scrambled over him.

  “Hands and knees, Tracy. I want to look at that beautiful tattoo and watch you suck his cock.”

  She shivered in anticipation. There’d been hints earlier that Gabe was dominant, but clearly he wasn’t holding back anymore. Positioning herself over Nick, she bent down and licked up the length of him before pulling him inside again.

  Her moan of pleasure reverberated around Nick’s cock when Gabe spread her thighs wider and dragged fingertips up the inside of her thighs.

  “So soft. And oh—” he chuckled darkly when his fingers found her wet and swollen, circling around her clit and teasing slowly around her gate.

  Her whimper of entreaty changed to a hum of satisfaction as he put the head of his cock where his fingers had been and began to push into her pussy. “Damn it, the way you feel around me, I’m not sure that I’ve ever felt anything so good.”

  “Yeah, hot and tight and wet. The way she squirms when you bump over her sweet spot...makes my balls crawl up into my gut.” Nick’s voice was low and slightly out of breath as the two men locked eyes over Tracy’s body. And in that glance, so much passed. A connection and a bit of chemistry too. They’d share this woman forever and in doing so, they’d be together as well. Gabe would be lying if he denied the thought didn’t hold some appeal to him.

  Tracy made a sound of disapproval when Gabe stopped moving. She squirmed back against him, tightening around him.

  His palm landed soundly against the creamy flesh of her ass, leaving a red palmprint and a sting. “Pretty Tracy, we’ll do this on my and Nick’s schedule. I promise to make it worth your while.” The sound trickled from his throat, part growl, part hoarse whisper. Impossibly sexy.

  “Mmm, tag-team fucking? I like that,” Nick agreed and Tracy had to close her eyes as they both thrust into her body at the same time, filling her body and soul. Nick’s hands in her hair were firm but gentle and Gabe leaned down to lay kisses at the back of her neck while one hand played against her clit and the other slowly rolled and pulled her nipple.

  Each stroke of his fingers, each whispered word pulled her deeper and deeper into the maelstrom of emotion and pleasure the three of them created. It was overwhelming and yet, she felt like she could see it all with crystal clarity. The hands on her body, the lips at her neck, the crooned words from Nick and Gabe wove a spell around her, binding her to them. How could anything in the universe compare to feeling so cherished? So sexy and desired that she felt like a goddess. Sure she’d felt sexy in her life before, but this was different. These men believed she was everything and in that belief, she was. They all were. It was magic and beautiful.

  Gabe looked down at her as she pressed that sweet little ass back against him to get more of his cock. God she was amazing. So gorgeous and sexy and smart. And so damned strong! When she’d jumped back on top of that bitch who’d knocked her down, teeth bared, voice a low threatening growl, he’d nearly pushed her back and taken her against the carpet in front of that crowd of people. Nothing in the universe was as sexy as his woman in full battle mode.

  Her tattoo nearly glowed in the low light as she sweated with exertion. The scent of her desire rose and wove around his senses nearly as effectively as the way she felt wrapped around his cock.

  Leaning forward, he watched her take Nick’s cock into her mouth over and over and his own throbbed in anticipation. What a firecracker she was. So fucking hot and sexy that all she had to do was walk by and it made him hard. And it appeared she was amenable to submitting to him as well. He and Nick would have to work around each other, as much as Gabe was a dominant wolf, he was a sexually dominant male and there’d need to be a bit of negotiation to make it work for everyone.

  “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 watched Tracy light up when she’d seen him earlier that day.

  “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 other 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 pla
sma 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.