Judging from the hard-on Kieran was sporting already, that was often. Zack ignored his own burgeoning erection and guided her to the bed. “Do it now. Nice and slow, with your ass in the air, and maybe I’ll fuck you. Maybe.”
She didn’t resist as he pushed her gently forward. She planted her knees on either side of Kieran’s legs and bent over him, giving Zack a mouth-watering view of those shapely hips and her ass encased in flimsy, expensive silk.
Kieran groaned at the first touch of her tongue to his cock, and Zack grinned as he dragged his shirt over his head and reached for his belt. She’d submit to him and, before the end of the night, to Kieran, as well.
He dropped his jeans and boxers and climbed on the bed behind Eve. She was teasing Kieran, caressing his cock with long, leisurely licks, and Zack gripped her hip. Her skin was hot under his mouth as he leaned over and licked a wet line up her spine.
Kieran watched, biting his lip and arching up into her mouth. He caught Zack’s gaze and laughed, then slipped a hand into Eve’s hair and unclipped the dark mass. It fell around her face, shining and smelling of citrus.
Zack nudged her hair aside and bit the back of her neck. Her breath hissed out sharply, and her entire body went tense, almost trembled. She started to pull back, but Kieran wrapped a hand in her hair and shook his head. “Don’t stop, love.”
An aroused whimper escaped her, and Zack caught the waistband of her panties with his thumb as he straightened. “You’re a tease, Eve. I like that.” He pulled the silk halfway down her ass, then moved off the bed.
This time the noise she made was one of frustration. She started to lift her head again, but Kieran pulled her hair more firmly. Tension filled the room, along with a skittering, nervous power, and it wasn’t hard for Zack to figure out the problem. Eve might get off on the idea of Kieran calling the shots, but her wolf had other ideas.
Zack stood by the bed and stroked her back for a second, then slapped her ass hard. She jerked her head around and glared, but her body betrayed her by rocking toward him, her back arched in submission. She turned back to Kieran without having to be told, and this time her movements were far more purposeful. The head of his cock disappeared between her full lips, which looked hot as hell wrapped around the shaft as she sucked him with what looked like impressive dedication.
Zack groaned and fought the urge to stroke his own cock in time with the bobbing of her head. Instead, he pinched her nipple and opened the nightstand to pull out a condom. “That’s it, Eve. Keep it up. Don’t stop until one of us tells you to.”
He dragged her panties down her legs and eased them over her shoes, then moved back into position behind her. He closed his eyes for a moment, blocking out everything but Kieran’s moans of encouragement and pleasure. It would be too easy to stroke his hands down the wicked curves of Eve’s body and picture paler skin, lighter hair…
He forced his eyes open just as he thrust into her pussy. He’d never fucked a woman while pretending she was someone else, and he wasn’t going to start now.
Eve loved going down on Kieran. She had a fondness for oral sex in general, which could have something to do with the fact Kieran was a genius with his tongue. But as good as it felt to have him drive her into insanity with his clever mouth and dexterous fingers, she loved going down on him more, because that was when he talked to her, when he used his ability with words to twist her into a frenzy of need until she climbed into his lap and rode him to collapse.
She’d left frantic need behind ten minutes ago. Kieran’s fingers twisted in her hair, pulling hard enough to show dominance, and even the feeling of Zack’s cock sinking into her body wasn’t as hot as the idea of Kieran pulling her hair, of Kieran slapping her ass and driving into her until she felt full and completely vulnerable under the onslaught of sensation.
He twisted under her and moaned. “Faster,” he whispered. “More. I want to come in your mouth.”
Zack bent his mouth to her back again, pressing parted lips to her spine, his steady, hard thrusts keeping time with her rhythm as she sucked Kieran. He spoke low against her back. “She wants you to do this, Kieran. To ride her like this.” He landed another firm, stinging smack to the side of her ass. “To own her.”
Just the thought of it nearly pushed her over the edge. She fisted her fingers in the quilt on either side of Kieran’s hips and held on for dear life. It was hard to keep up the rhythm of the blowjob with the distraction of Zack’s cock plunging into her, wishing Kieran wasn’t too much of a gentleman to thrust into her mouth.
“Would you like that, Eve?” Kieran ground out, pulling her hair harder. “Fast, a little rough, with me yanking your head back and ordering you not to come until I said you could?”
Her body clenched at the image his words painted, and she groaned. She swirled her tongue around his cock once before lifting her head just enough to speak. “Yes. God, yes.”
Zack groaned. “Keep talking, Kieran --”
“I think about fucking your mouth.” Kieran’s voice cut through the command, tickling her ears and twisting the need inside her even higher. “Fucking your mouth while I eat your pussy. Making you come with my cock and my tongue inside you at the same time.”
It was too much. Tiny tremors started somewhere inside her, set her whole body to shaking as she threw her head back with a hoarse cry. Release rode her hard, making her pant for breath as hot pleasure flooded her body and she clenched around Zack’s cock.
Zack rocked through her orgasm, then slid his arms under her shoulders and pulled her up against his chest. Kieran sat up and trailed his tongue over her stomach and up to her breasts, one hand skating down to tease her clit as Zack began to move again.
“Kier --” It came out as a breathless whimper, her body trapped between the aftermath of climax and a fresh surge of pleasure. She strained against Zack’s arms, whimpering as she pressed her open mouth against Kieran’s forehead. “Kiss me, kiss me --”
He rose to his knees and grabbed the back of her head. When he kissed her, his tongue conquered hers, slicking and teasing. Zack bit her neck again, then brushed his lips over her ear. “Come again. Then I want to watch Kieran fuck you until you scream.”
She groaned against Kieran’s mouth and curled her fingers around his shoulders, clinging to him as the sharp angle of Zack’s thrusts stoked the fire inside her. Kieran’s fingers continued their clever little circles, rubbing her clit in the way he knew got her off.
It was too much sensation -- too much pleasure -- to keep distinct. She was surrounded by the smell of male wolf, of sex. Zack’s energy shivered over her skin, taming the wolf inside with his strength.
But even that wasn’t distinct, not with Kieran curled around her, too. Their scents mixed, their energy twined together, and the wolf gave way to the woman with a confused whimper. Hot anticipation skittered up her spine as she tore her mouth away from Kieran’s and offered him the vulnerable arch of her neck, a gesture of submission the wolf was too sated to refuse.
He answered it with a growl and a hard snap of his teeth.
She came, hard, and there was nothing pretty or poetic about it. Her body bucked between them as she struggled to choose between grinding herself against Kieran’s fingers and pushing back against Zack’s cock. She panted. She whimpered. Her nails dug into Kieran’s shoulder and she screamed, riding the clenching pleasure as the world faded in a mess of slick skin and fingers and teeth and the feeling of being well fucked.
Zack shuddered, and his fingers dug into her hips as he drove into her one last time, a deep groan rumbling out of his chest. For a split second, satisfaction and pride flashed in Kieran’s eyes, eclipsing the lust that still burned in them.
She collapsed into Kieran’s arms, and he covered her damp skin with soft kisses. His cock still prodded her, hard and insistent, but his touch was gentle. Loving.
Zack panted behind them. “I’ll be right back.” He disappeared into the bathroom.
Kieran nuzzled her te
mple. “Okay?”
“Oh, yeah.” She nuzzled her face into his neck, inhaling the sharp, masculine scent mixed with sweat. “That was some dirty talking, baby. It was hot, too.”
He laughed. “You always like that.”
“Mmm. Lucky me, I have a man who likes words.” She licked the spot where his pulse throbbed at the base of his throat, then closed her teeth lightly over it. “Maybe you should write some dirty stories just for me. Read them to me when I go down on you.”
“My editor might be a bit peeved, love,” he murmured. “You know how she gets when she thinks I’m slacking off on handing her the next great American novel.”
The bathroom door opened, and Zack came out. He flashed them a grin as he pulled on his shorts and dragged a pack of cigarettes from the pocket of his jeans. “I half expected you two to be going at it.” He held out the pack and raised an eyebrow. “Want a smoke?”
Kieran took two and lit them both with the silver lighter Zack handed him. “Thanks.” He passed one cigarette to Eve and relaxed back against the pillows.
Zack sank into a chair by the wall with his own cigarette. “You’re a writer, huh? What do you do, Eve?”
She rarely smoked, but now seemed to be a good time. She took a drag and exhaled slowly. “I’m an engineer. What about you?”
“I’m a cop.” He rubbed a hand over the back of his head. “Detective.”
It was a profession that suited his rugged strength. She inhaled from the cigarette again before rolling over to set it in a small, discreet glass ashtray on the bedside table.
Kieran was still aroused, and the sight of him lounging back in bed with a cigarette and a prominent erection stirred something that should have been tired by now. She licked her lower lip and curled her fingers around his cock, stroking up slowly as she turned to look at Zack. “Are you still the boss?” The idea that had infuriated her a half hour ago made her hot now.
“’Til someone calls the whole thing off… yeah.”
Eve stroked his cock again, and Kieran’s breath caught. Zack watched them closely and arched an eyebrow. “I think I said something about you fucking her until she screamed, Kieran. What do you think?”
He placed his cigarette next to hers and brushed her hair back from her face. “I want it slow,” he whispered, his hips moving under her hand. “I want you to ride my cock.”
Her gaze shifted from him to Zack and back. “Now?”
Zack hesitated, a teasing glint in his eyes, then tilted his head. “If Kieran wants.”
“Is that what you want, baby?” She was already moving, sliding to straddle him and brace her hands against the headboard on either side of his shoulders. Her hair tumbled forward again, tickling at his face as she rocked her hips once. She rubbed against his cock, taunting him with the slick heat of her pussy and the memory of how good it felt to be inside her.
“No.” His own words shocked him, and he stared at Eve when she drew back to peer at him in confusion. He tightened his hands on her thighs. “Turn around.”
Heat flared in her eyes, along with more than a little challenge. It was hard not to back down as she studied him with eyes that didn’t look quite human, but a few tense heartbeats later she lifted her body and turned.
Across the room, Zack laughed. “Gnashing your teeth yet, Eve?”
Her body stiffened and Kieran heard her soft, unmistakable snarl. Zack sat up straighter, and Kieran bit his lip. He couldn’t let Zack run the entire show, or he might as well not be there at all. So he scratched his nails lightly down her back and gripped her hips. “Move.”
She was usually graceful, but not tonight. Tonight she was almost clumsy; her body trembled and it took her three tries to line their hips up. She hissed in a breath when she finally got it, sinking down onto his cock hard and fast. Tight, clenching heat surrounded him, and she rocked a little and whimpered when he inched that much deeper.
Kieran arched his neck, his head digging back into the pillows. The long, silky drape of her hair beckoned, so Kieran gathered a handful and tugged lightly. “I said slow, love.”
She moaned and rocked again, lifting up just a few inches before dropping to grind against him. “I need you, Kieran. I need you.”
“I know.” He focused on the curve of her hip under his hand and the heat of her body around his. He barely noticed when Zack rose and approached.
But Eve noticed. She stiffened with another low snarl and stopped moving. “What?”
Zack stopped a few feet from the bed and eyed her, bemused. “Got a problem, Eve?”
“I don’t want to fuck him while you laugh at me.”
Kieran froze as something stormy and wild gathered in Zack’s eyes. Then he blinked and it was gone. “I guess I’ve worn out my welcome, then.” He grabbed his jeans and shook his head. “Good luck with your thing.”
“Wait.” Kieran rose up until his chest pressed to Eve’s back. “You can’t go. There’s --” He bit off a curse. If Zack left, they’d be right back at square one. “There’s got to be something we can do.”
Zack just shook his head again. “Lady doesn’t want me here.”
Eve made a frustrated noise and turned her head until her face was tucked against his cheek. “It’s not funny,” she whispered. “I fight myself and I can’t control it and it’s not funny.”
Kieran could hear Zack grinding his teeth. “I wasn’t laughing at you. But I don’t know what you want me to do.”
Kieran stroked the side of her neck and murmured nonsense until her breathing evened. “Lie down, Eve.” It was a gamble. He didn’t want to upset her further, but he hadn’t yet gotten what he’d come for. “Do it, love.”
She seemed almost relieved as she lifted slowly away from him and relaxed back against the bed. “I don’t want you to go, Zack. I’m just feeling… a little stupid. And it’s making me mean. I’m sorry.”
The tense line of Zack’s shoulders relaxed. “It’s all right.” He cast a quizzical look at Kieran. “What do you have in mind?”
He smiled and nodded to the cabinet at Zack’s side. “Are there any restraints in that thing?”
Eve sucked in a breath next to him, her sudden excitement impossible to miss with her racing heartbeat echoing in his ears. Zack must have heard it, as well, because he grinned. “I like the way you think, Kieran.” He turned and opened the cabinet.
Kieran leaned down to kiss Eve as Zack rummaged through the cabinet. “Anything you’re not okay with?”
“I just want you.” Her fingers curled around the back of his head and she kissed him hard.
The bed dipped, and Kieran looked up to find Zack there with a set of fur-lined leather cuffs. “Here.”
Kieran took them and kissed Eve again as he pulled her wrists above her head and toward the decorative but functional iron loops extending from the headboard. He buckled the cuffs around her wrists, trapping her.
He watched as she tested the restraints, a soft tug at first and then a jerk. He knew the strength that existed in her deceptively slender arms, but the bed and cuffs had been designed to hold stronger creatures then werewolves. The iron loops rattled a little against the headboard but held fast, and Eve let out a soft moan and closed her eyes.
He beckoned Zack with a look. He nodded and dropped his pants again, but left his boxers on. He stretched out on the other side of Eve and caressed her arm and side. “You’re in charge, Kieran,” Zack murmured. “What now?”
Kieran returned his smile and curled a hand around Eve’s hip. “Now we make her forget about the dominance games.”
Zack doubted Kieran’s plan would work. He expected Eve to break out the safe word as soon as he touched her again, but all she did when he pressed his lips to her shoulder was suck in a breath and arch into his touch.
Kieran’s hand bumped against his, and Zack blazed a wet trail down to Eve’s breast as Kieran kissed her again, swallowing the soft moan he felt rise up in her. She jerked and trembled under their hands and mouths, her
panting breaths loud in the quiet room.
The power encased in her body flared with her next moan, spilling out in a scalding wave that should have been a challenge. It had been the last time, a brittle, defensive challenge that had annoyed him more than anything else. The hurt pride was gone now, replaced by lust and need and the sort of confidence that made her an alpha to begin with.
She tore her mouth from Kieran’s and issued a gasping command. “Fuck me, Kieran.”
The look he flashed her was defiant, almost pleased. “No.”
For a second Zack thought she might get off on the denial alone. She growled and arched her hips, and the iron loops rattled against the headboard again. “I want you to fuck me.”
“When I’m ready, love.” He lowered his face to her neck and teased her with a slight press of teeth.
Zack smiled against her skin. Even the power radiating off Eve couldn’t cow Kieran, not this time. It seemed that this was what they’d both needed. He swiped his tongue over her nipple and glanced up when Kieran moaned.
He was watching.
Zack smiled again and slid his fingers into the other man’s hair, pulling him closer. He tilted his head in invitation and saw heat flare in Kieran’s eyes as his tongue rasped over the firm swell of Eve’s breast to meet his.
This time Eve whimpered, low and desperate. “That is the hottest thing I have ever seen.”
They both groaned in answer, their tongues twining around the stiff peak of her breast. Then Kieran caught Zack’s hand and guided it down to Eve’s pussy. Their fingers slid together for a moment, then Zack stroked her clit as Kieran pushed his fingers inside her.
Eve cried out and bucked against their hands, and the power between them tightened to painful arousal. “Fuck, make me come, please… please --”
Zack bit her instinctively, his teeth scraping over her nipple and Kieran’s tongue. The other man growled and moved his fingers harder, the heel of his hand bumping Zack’s fingers with every thrust.
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