by Leah Brooke
He’d hoped that being away from her overnight would have allowed his passion for her to cool, but thoughts of her, and the memory of the taste of her had kept him from getting any sleep at all.
Joe sighed, his lips twitching. “It seems we have a problem then, because she seems to want both of us.”
Leland inclined his head. “That would be a problem. A very big one.” He gave Joe his most intimidating look. “I don’t share.”
Pursing his lips, Joe stared out toward the mountains again. “Neither do I—at least I never have. I’m a little surprised at myself. Last night, I was more concerned about her pleasure than my own jealousy. It excited me when you touched her, because it excited her.” Turning back, he shook his head. “Kind of shocked me.”
Leland couldn’t forget the taste of her, or the intoxicating scent of her arousal. The scent of her.
Her softness.
Her sweet smile.
Looking out into the distance toward the last place they’d caught the scent of their intruder, Leland clenched his hands at his sides again as he thought about the night ahead. “You and I have always been close, especially since we’ve shared the position of Alpha, but the idea of sharing her with anyone—including you—pisses me off.”
He’d never wanted to possess a woman the way he wanted to possess Glenna, and now that he’d tasted her passion, he craved her even more.
She was a virgin.
The thought of being the first man to take her made his cock jump again, his blood boil.
Lifting his head, he met Joe’s gaze squarely. “She’s mine. Go find your own woman.”
Joe smiled faintly, blowing out a breath. “I did. This afternoon. Something tells me Glenna would be a hard woman to forget.”
Leland nodded and sighed, fearing that letting go of Glenna would be the worst mistake of his life. She drew him as no woman ever had, and already had a hold on him that left him uneasy and annoyed. “That’s what I’m afraid of.”
* * * *
Glenna sucked in a breath at the knock on the front door, pressing a hand against her fluttering stomach. After wiping away a smear of mascara, she turned from the mirror, making her way to the staircase on legs that shook.
Regretting her decision to wear high heels, she walked carefully down the stairs, pausing at the bottom to take a deep breath that did nothing to calm her.
They were here.
She peered through one of the windows on either side of the front door, her heart pounding furiously to see both of them standing there. A thrill went through her when their gazes immediately went to hers, an erotic thrill that she didn’t want to examine too closely.
She’d never been this excited for a date before.
Both men wore dark pants and dress shirts, and Leland had tied his hair back, the style emphasizing his strong, masculine features.
Her mouth went dry, her hand shaking as she reached for the doorknob. Swinging it open, she swallowed heavily, shocked at the surge of desire.
She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, her stomach muscles quivering with excitement. “Hi. I’m glad you came together.”
Leland’s gaze raked over her as he flattened his hand on the door and pushed it wider. “Why?” He stepped into the house and paused beside her, running his hand over her hair, and inhaling deeply. “Damn, it hasn’t gone away. If anything, it’s even stronger.”
Stepping back, she sucked in a sharp breath when Joe stepped through the doorway, overwhelmed by their strong, sexual presence. “Because it’s weird enough to see both of you.”
With a hand at her back, Joe led her farther inside, closing the door behind him. “I have to admit, it’s a little strange.”
Leland lifted her face, studying her features, his eyes sharp and hot on hers. “We both want you, and neither one of us is about to back down.” His gaze slid to Joe’s. “Yet.”
With Joe at her back and Leland in front of her, Glenna held herself stiffly, struggling to cope with the sexual tension surrounding her.
“It won’t be me.” Joe stepped to the side and smiled down at her, rubbing her back. “Thomas checked your car over from top to bottom, did a tune-up and oil change, and replaced all four tires. He said that the tread was worn down so much that it could have been dangerous. He said to bring it back to him if you have any problems with it.”
Glenna grimaced. “I didn’t want him to do all that. I should have taken it myself.” Holding out a hand, she mentally calculated her bills for the month. “Give me the bill. I’ll go over there tomorrow to pay it.”
Taking her hand in his, Joe turned her toward the door. “It’s already paid. Are you ready to go?” Standing at the open door, he waited, meeting her scowl with a raised brow.
Realizing that she’d lost, she blew out a breath. “Thank you. I just have to get my purse.” Grabbing it and her denim jacket from the table by the front door, she looked up at him as he opened the door and hustled her through it, while helping her don her jacket. “But, I don’t like it.”
“Too bad. After all, it was my fault that you ran off the road.”
“That doesn’t even make sense!” Glenna tried to dig in her heels, but Joe easily overcame her effort. With a smile, he guided her through the door, across the concrete landing and down the stairs. “You didn’t do anything except drive around the bend. I probably scared the hell out of you. I’m just glad you didn’t wreck.”
Leland pulled the door closed behind them, twisting the knob experimentally to see that it was locked before closing in on her other side. “Let’s talk about something else.” Wrapping an arm around her waist, he pulled her against him, bending to meet her gaze. “Such as how much I want you, and how I laid awake all night with a hard-on, thinking about getting you into bed.”
Glenna tripped. “Damn it, Leland!” She would have fallen if Joe and Leland hadn’t steadied her, her knees so wobbly that it took several steps before she could support herself again. “Don’t say things like that.” She snuck a glance at him, sucking in a breath at the lust glittering in his eyes.
Leland shrugged. “I believe in being honest.”
Joe stiffened against her. “You’re mine, Glenna. We will be lovers. Make no mistake about that.”
A pregnant silence followed, one that had her looking up curiously. Alarmed to see them glaring at each other over her head, Glenna pulled away from them, slapping her hands on her hips as she spun to face them. “I can see that tonight’s a mistake. I don’t know what the hell the two of you have planned, but I’m not going to have this fighting between you, and I’m certainly not going to be a toy for the two of you to pass back and forth and throw away when you’re done.”
Ignoring Leland’s scowl, and Joe’s narrowed gaze, she started back toward the house, coming to a sharp halt when Joe whipped an arm around her waist and pulled her back to his side.
“Calm down, honey. No one wants to use you, and neither one of us considers you a toy.” Running a hand up and down her back, he led her past her car and to the passenger side of their truck. “You’ve given both of us a jolt and we’re not handling this as well as we should, but neither one of us can walk away from you.”
She tried to hold herself stiffly, but the warm hand moving up and down her back loosened the muscles there one by one.
Still holding on to her, he opened the passenger door while Leland got into the driver’s side. Gripping her waist, he lifted her to the seat, bending his head to brush her lips with his. “We both want you, Glenna. Badly. I don’t know what it is about you that has me so tied up in knots, but I’m not about to let you get away without a fight. You and I are going to be lovers.”
Looking up into his dark eyes, Glenna touched her tongue to her bottom lip where it tingled, her breathing ragged as he moved closer. She didn’t understand how his touch could have such an effect on her—arousing one minute and soothing the next, but his effect on her left her stunned and shaken. Leaning back, she swallowed heavily,
staring up into his dark eyes. “We have to think about this. Oh!”
With a harsh sound, Leland wrapped an arm around her waist and yanked her back against him, burying his face against her neck, his warm lips sending a rush of delightful heat to her nipples. “I’ve done nothing but think about taking you ever since I first laid eyes on you. Christ, the scent of you is making me crazy. You’re so soft, so lush. You fit against me like you were made for me. If you think I’m walking away from this, baby, you’d better think again.”
Shivering as his hands moved higher, she couldn’t help but cry out when he lightly massaged her breasts. A moan escaped when Joe got in on the passenger side, his eyes narrowed as they moved slowly over her. Her eyes fluttered closed at the feel of Leland’s lips moving over her neck, crying out when he zeroed in on a particularly sensitive spot.
“You like that, don’t you, baby?” Nibbling at the spot he found, Leland slid his hands inside her jacket to cup her breasts through her dress and bra. “You’re so delicious. I can’t forget having the taste of that virgin pussy on my tongue. Do you know how exciting it is to know that I’m the only man who’s ever tasted you?”
The memory of how good his hot mouth had felt on her made her clit tingle and swell.
“I’d like a taste of that virgin pussy myself.” Joe’s soft, silky tone sent a shiver through her, another cry of pleasure escaping when he closed his hands on her thighs, sliding them upward and taking her dress higher as he did.
Leland shoved the seat back, sliding a hand into her hair as he cradled her on his lap. Bending over her, he gently massaged her breast through the soft material of her dress, his breathing ragged as lips hovered over hers. “Christ, you make me crazy to have you.”
“So fucking soft.” Joe’s frustrated groan and the feel of his hands sliding to her thighs jolted her out of the sensual fog surrounding her.
“No!” Gripping the front of Leland’s jacket, she fought to sit up, relieved that he helped her. Glancing from him to Joe, she took several shuddering breaths, releasing her grip on Leland’s coat to pull the edges of her own light jacket closed. “I can’t believe this!” Pushing her hair back, she pulled her legs from Joe’s lap, losing her shoes in the process. “I’m with you for two minutes, and I’m already like this. I must be losing my mind.”
Leland smiled and bent her back over his arm, sliding his hand over her abdomen. “Like what already? Aroused? I’ve been aroused every minute I’ve been with you. It’s only fair that you feel the same.”
Lowering his head, he took her mouth in a heated kiss that made her head swim. Drunk on sensation, she clung to him, thrilling at the hunger and possessiveness in his kiss.
Stunned by the sexual tension, she writhed on his lap, turning her body toward his to press her breasts against his chest. She met each slide of his tongue with one of her own, delighting in the groans pouring from him. Feeling daring, she eased back just enough to nibble at his bottom lip.
He responded with a growl, his hands tightening at her waist, but he didn’t take over the kiss, seeming delighted with her assertiveness. Leaning back in his seat, he kept his hands at her waist to hold her steady, silently inviting her to play.
To explore.
Unable to resist the invitation, she scrambled to straddle his lap so that she could reach him better.
With another groan, he tightened his hands on her waist to settle her over his cock, sliding his hands under her dress to caress her thighs. Meeting each kiss with one of his own, he patiently allowed her to explore, his soft moans and words of encouragement egging her on.
Filled with feminine power and humbled by his response to her, she ran her hands over his chest and shoulders, thrilling at the bunch and shift of tight muscle. Grateful for his patience, she deepened her kiss, stroking his tongue with her own in an erotic dance that made her tight and achy, and had both of them breathing harder. Pressing her breasts against his chest, she cried out at the sharp pleasure of the light friction against her nipples. Sucking in a breath, she lifted her head, gulping heavily as she met his hooded gaze. “Christ, I want you, but I’m not doing this. I’m not screwing you in the front seat of your truck while Joe watches.”
Sliding his hands under her, Joe scooped her from Leland’s lap in a show of strength that startled her—and turned her on. “What the hell makes you think I would sit here and watch?”
Pulling her jacket closed again, she grinned at the insult in his tone. Under his hungry stare, she found it amazingly natural to nestle into him, running her hands through his silky hair and smiling playfully. “So you would have gotten out of the truck and sat on the front steps until we were done?”
Cupping her bottom, he lifting slightly, pressing his cock against her slit. His lips twitched, his eyes glittering darkly. “Not a chance. I would have joined in.” Sliding his hands to her back, he glanced at Leland. “We’d make love to you together.” Gripping her waist, he set her beside him on the seat and reached down for her shoes. Slipping them on, he caressed her foot, sending sharp arrows of heat up her legs. “We’ve never done that before, but with you, it seems to come naturally.”
Glenna gulped, bending forward to retrieve her purse from the floor of the truck. Placing it on her lap, she fisted her shaking hands in the soft, worn leather, her stomach muscles clenched tight against the hunger. She glanced from Leland’s stony expression to Joe’s thoughtful one, shaken by the mental image of being made love to by both of them simultaneously.
Wanting both of them sounded so crazy when she was alone, but felt so natural when she was with them.
She had no illusions that they wanted more than an affair with her, but having the chance to have such two compelling men as lovers proved irresistible.
With a sharp twist of his wrist, Leland started the truck, glaring at Joe. “Let’s get out of here before we end up taking her in the fucking truck.”
Joe’s fingers moved on her shoulder. “A very real possibility, and not a very romantic place for a woman to lose her virginity. We’ll have to make it very special for her.”
Stealing a glance in Leland’s direction as he pulled out of the driveway, she shifted in her seat. “This is just begging for trouble. You both know that, right?”
“Trouble?” Joe slid a hand into her hair, turning her to face him, his enigmatic expression making her heart beat faster. “I’m afraid it’s too late to worry about that.” His smile held a hint of frustration. “Don’t look so worried. Nothing will happen that you don’t want to happen.”
Glenna didn’t worry about them forcing her.
She worried about her own desires, and a hunger inside her that she’d never known existed.
A hunger that transformed her into a woman she barely recognized.
A woman about to have an affair that she strongly suspected would change her life forever.
Chapter Five
Sitting in the restaurant tested Leland’s patience to its limits.
Several people eyed them curiously as he and Joe made their way across the dining room with Glenna between them, and Leland found himself glaring back at them until they turned away again.
His protectiveness toward her sharpened, becoming more intense than ever.
Gritting his teeth, Leland watched his pack mate—the man he was closer to than anyone else—charm the woman he’d kill to possess.
Joe smiled again and leaned close to her, running a hand over her arm as he spoke in low tones to her, a tone that Leland knew others wouldn’t be able to overhear, but that he heard clearly. “When we get back to your place, I’m going to strip you out of those panties and use my mouth on you.” Bending closer, he brushed his lips over her ear. “The scent of your arousal is making me crazy. I’m dying to taste that sweet pussy.”
Leland watched her, breathing in the warm sweet scent of vanilla and honey, and knew he’d walk through hell to possess her.
He fucking ached for her.
Her long, silky hair inspi
red fantasies that made his cock press painfully against his trousers. The image of its fragrant silkiness spread over his pillow as he sank into her wouldn’t go away.
He’d probably scare her if he told her how he fantasized about sinking his hands into her thick hair and guiding her mouth to his cock.
She blushed at Joe’s comments, her flushed cheeks reminding her of the way she’d looked when she’d come.
Sitting back, he watched her, fascinated by everything about her.
For the first time in his life, he wanted someone sweet.
Someone adorable.
Someone innocent.
He wanted to make her wild.
He had no experience with anything even resembling a relationship, and certainly none in seducing a woman like Glenna. He liked his sex raw and sweaty. Uninhibited.
His patience in the truck had been rewarded, and would be again—giving her the confidence to let loose the wild, uninhibited woman underneath.
Inwardly cursing, he looked down at the menu, knowing that he had to think about something else or he’d never get through dinner. His cock leaked moisture, throbbing with a hunger that made him edgy and tense.
He was too rough for her. Too primitive.
His raw and almost overpowering hunger for her would make him too aggressive, and he would scare her.
For the first time in his life, he wanted to be gentle.
She was a distraction he couldn’t afford. He should have been at the farm.
For the first time in his life, he’d shirked his responsibilities.
Getting to his feet, he tossed his napkin on the table, running a hand over Glenna’s hair as he strode past her to make sure she knew he hadn’t given up his claim to her. “Order me a steak and baked potato. I need to make a call.”
Pleased at the flash of disappointment in Glenna’s eyes, he smiled, bending to touch his lips to her hair. “I’ll be right back.”
Pulling his cell phone from his pocket, he dialed the number for the farm, amused at the stares from other patrons as he strode through the restaurant toward the exit.
