Wolf Tracks [Men of Passion, Colorado 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Jane Jamison

  “Look what I found.” Jamie held up several strips of rope. “Let’s get her tied, boys.”

  Tied up? Should I do this? Could I stop them if I wanted to?

  A flash of worry hit her, but she pushed it away. She trusted them. It was more than simply giving in to desire, she could sense that they’d never hurt her. Her instinct, her heart, and even her head told her so. Besides, if they’d wanted to hurt her, they’d already had plenty of time to do so. Plus, she’d always wondered what it would be like to be tied up and fucked.

  Case took one leg while Jamie grabbed the other. Playing, she kicked out, trying to get away, but she knew it was useless. Their heated stares scoured her body as she bucked, making her breasts bounce. Ham snagged her arms and pulled them above her head. Like a cowboy wrangling a calf, the men lifted her legs then secured them high on the bedposts as Ham skillfully bound her wrists together. Using a longer rope, Ham pulled her arms above her head and looped the rope around the railing of the headboard.

  She was spread-eagled and trussed up, powerless to do anything but wait for whatever came next.

  Jamie lifted her ass off the bed and put his dripping cock to her pussy. “I can’t get enough of you. You’re like a drug I never want to stop.”

  She wanted to tell him she felt the same way but couldn’t. Instead, she licked her lips then groaned as the tension in the rope above her tightened. Case straddled her rib cage, making her upper body pull at the binding.

  “I’m a happy addict, too.” He took her breasts, caressing them like newly found mounds of gold.

  Case’s expression mirrored Jamie’s. Their eyes glistened with lust and their jaws were set. The muscles in their chests flexed as they got ready to take her.

  Ham moved to the side of the bed and crossed his arms. “Next to fucking you, watching is heaven on earth. Show my brothers what you can do, baby.”

  Jamie thrust his cock inside her pussy as he kept her bottom off the bed and dug his fingers into her butt cheeks. Again, pain was a welcome bedfellow as her pussy walls stretched to let his huge dick enter. She cried out, but her cries changed to shouts of desire when Case pushed her breasts together and covered his cock. Although her breasts weren’t large enough to completely bury his cock between them, he used his hand to keep his dick in place. His legs, wide and strong, worked as he moved, stirring friction around his cock as he rubbed her nipple with his thumb.

  Shudders ripped along her limbs as one cock filled her and another fucked her tits. She yanked at the rope holding her hands, dying to touch Case’s ass and help him thrust. Instead, she lifted her head and Case took the hint. He cupped the back of her neck to help her keep her head up and reach him. Flicking her tongue over the end as Case withdrew his cock, she opened her mouth wide to capture him when he moved forward again. He closed his eyes, his expression taut, his jaw set. His pre-cum tasted salty and made her mouth water to think how great he’d taste once he turned himself loose.

  Another orgasm, faster and bigger than the small ones she’d already had, stormed outward from her. She closed her eyes and held on even though her body was restrained and unable to move. That didn’t keep the waves of release from rolling through her. She screamed, her cry torturous at first then changing into a guttural noise of satisfaction.

  Jamie’s pounding went into a steady motion that slammed his cock to the end of her cunt. She opened her eyes and jerked her legs in an instinctive urge to wrap them around his waist, but the ropes held.

  “That’s it, baby. Fuck ’em. Suck him hard.” Ham leaned over to smooth a strand of hair away from her face. “Tighten your pussy and hold onto his cock. They’re not going to last much longer, so make it good.”

  “Shut the hell up, man.”

  Ham laughed at Jamie’s terse demand. “See? He can’t stand to hear that he’s about to blow. He’s losing it big time.”

  Jamie worked his hips back and forth, faster and faster. Sweat beaded on his brow as it did on Case’s. They worked feverishly, their tenuous hold on their control seen on their faces.

  “Let me go. I want to touch you.”

  Case’s hard squeeze of her breast stunned her as much as his hard tone did. “Suck me off.”

  She drew him in, surrounding his cock with her cheeks, and pulled as hard as she could to hang on to him. He moaned and started to pull out. In a devilish repayment for his earlier harsh tone, she brought her teeth down, letting them slide over the tender flesh.

  Case opened his eyes and snarled, his hand gripped around his cock, and let his cum shoot. The sticky white cream covered her breasts, neck, and her chin as he jerked his release free.

  A moment later, Jamie lost control, stiffened, then let his seed spill into her pussy. Warmth trickled down the inside of her legs and over the swell of her butt cheeks.

  The two men’s bodies went through spasms as the last of their climaxes roared to a slow stop. Jamie stumbled away from the bed as Case fell, chest first, to her side.

  “Damn, but that was good.” Case smiled as he turned onto his side. “Ham, toss me that box of tissues so I can clean her up.”

  Ham joined them on the bed and, after giving Case a bunch, started wiping the cum off Maya. She sighed, loving the tender way they stroked her as they cleaned.

  “Um, guys? Could someone untie me now?” She pretended to act afraid. “Oh, sorry. I forgot I wasn’t supposed to speak.”

  Jamie undid the binding on her left leg then did the same for her other leg. She bent her legs, enjoying being able to move freely again. “And my hands?”

  “You sure are bossy all of a sudden. But okay.”

  Jamie’s tone was light, so she played along as he undid the ropes around her wrists. “Hey, I can play the submissive, but I could handle being the dominant one, too. Or at least, I think I could.”

  With her body clean, Case lay on one side of her with Ham on the other and Jamie sitting between her legs. They played with her hair, both on her head and her pussy, then teased her belly button and her breasts with quick flicks and pinches.

  “We want you to stay.”

  Case and Ham turned toward her, the soft gleam in their eyes confirming what their brother had said. Emotion flooded her as moisture found her eyes, but she swallowed and held it back. They wanted more of her, but for how long?

  She closed her eyes and fought to keep her thinking in check. They had something between them. It was invisible yet as real as the cables holding up a bridge. She’d never been one of those girls who fell in love with a man quickly and without reservations, but these men were different. And she was different with them. She didn’t want to let that feeling go. Opening her eyes, she attempted to keep a relaxed attitude.

  “Well, I am really tired.”

  “Then you get some rest and we’ll take care of dinner.” Case cupped her cheek, making her look at only him. “How’s that sound?”

  “Good. Real good.” She kept back a giggle. “But I hope it’s more substantial than crackers and cheese.”

  “Hey.” Case pretended to be offended. “I thought I did real good. It could’ve been a bag of peanuts, ya know.”

  “Don’t worry, Maya. We’ll handle it this time. As for these”—Ham rounded up the ropes and tossed them onto a nearby chair—“we’ll save them for later. Until then, the bathroom’s right through there. Feel free to shower or whatever and take a nap.”

  Jamie slipped his fingers through the curly hair over her mons. “We’ll be back. Don’t go anywhere, okay?”

  She stretched and enjoyed the hot looks the simple movement earned her. “Okay.”

  She watched them gather their clothes and leave the room then tugged the covers over her body. “Tatum and Shay are not going to believe this.” She gave it another thought. “Then again, if anyone could, it’d be them.”

  * * * *

  Maya rubbed her fingertip over her swollen lips. Her entire body ached, but it was the kind of ache that came from getting thoroughly fucked to the point
of sheer satisfaction. If there was a woman who didn’t love the way that felt, then she was either cold or dead.

  She rolled onto her side and caught the twinkling of a star through the slats of the window blind. Exhausted, she’d fallen asleep. The men must’ve gotten out of bed after they’d made love a second time.

  But now she was too happy and excited to sleep even though she knew she should. Who knew what tomorrow would bring? In any case, she’d want to be rested and ready for anything.

  But how could she sleep when so much had happened? Insomnia had been a problem before New York, but living in that noisy city had made it even worse. NYC was called The City That Never Sleeps with good reason.

  She studied the star and made a quick wish.

  Please don’t let them leave. I need more time with them.

  Did it have to be a falling star for the wish to come true?

  She stretched and reached for her purse that one of the men had thoughtfully left on the nightstand. After seeing that it was well after midnight, she reconsidered giving either Shay or Tatum a call to get a ride. The Hunter brothers would more than likely take her home, but she didn’t really want to get out of their bed. In fact, she couldn’t think of a better way to start another day than in their bed. Would they awaken her with gentle kisses or jump on top of her and take charge again? Either way, she couldn’t wait for them to wake her up.

  But I’m never going to get back to sleep.

  That wouldn’t do. After hopefully waking up with the men, the girls would no doubt want to see her tomorrow to get as much info about the hunky cowboys as they could get her to spill. It was just another reason she needed to get a full night’s rest. Although she didn’t like using them much, she reached for her prescription sleep aid. She retrieved one pill then popped it into her mouth.

  Oh, crap. Should I have taken that after drinking? The combination will really knock me out.

  It wouldn’t harm her with a low-dose pill like hers, but, still, if she’d remembered having had more than one beer, she wouldn’t have taken it. She lay back and let her worry go.

  I’ll be fine.

  She smiled into the darkness. She’d be more than fine if the men had it their way. Now if she could only figure out how they really felt about her. Was she a rodeo romp? Or were they interested in more? Could she convince them to stay on after the rodeo was over?

  Her mind drifted, going in and out of drowsiness for what seemed like several minutes. But she couldn’t tell how long she really lay there. Did it matter? She stretched, loving the coolness of the sheets but missing the body heat of the men. How fast would it take them to make them warm?

  “Where did you see them?”

  Is that Jamie?

  She frowned. His tone was deep and guttural, almost like a growl. And not in the sexy kind of way he’d done in bed. No answer came, telling her that he was on the phone.

  Why does he sound upset?

  “Are you sure that’s what they are? And that they’re after us?”

  After them? Who would want to be after them?

  “But why now? We haven’t had any trouble for years. And I thought they were staying in the East.” Case added a growl that, like Jamie’s, held no sex appeal.

  “Beats the hell out of me. The best anyone can figure is that somehow they finally got wind about Passion and ended up at the rodeo. Then when Jamie came away from the bull ride unhurt, they must’ve taken notice and figured it out.”

  Ham sounded as upset as Jamie. She sat up and slung her suddenly heavy legs over the side of the bed. Was there a problem? Did she need to leave? Did they need help? If so, how could she help them?

  “Bro, are they coming here?”

  She couldn’t make out Jamie’s answer to Case’s question. Pushing on the edge of the bed got her to her feet for about two seconds. Her legs gave out, and she sat back down.

  Damn it. I knew I shouldn’t have taken that pill. It’s working too fast.

  “Do they know about Shay and Tatum? About their men? Or any of the others?”

  She drew in a hard breath.

  Why is Case worried about them? How are my friends involved? And involved in what?

  “What about Maya?”

  What about me? Are they after me? But why? And who are “they”?

  Again she tried to get up, but the pill’s effects had taken hold even more. Dizzy, she lay back on the bed.

  “They know about her. They saw her with us, and they aren’t dumb. They can put two and two together. Or rather three and one.”

  “I say we fight them.” A snarl, reminding her of a large, ferocious dog’s, followed Case’s challenge.

  “We can’t risk Maya getting hurt. Or them getting her either.”

  “But maybe we could draw them away.”

  “And leave Maya at their mercy? Don’t you get it? If we leave, they might take her to try and draw us back. She’s guilty by association.”

  Guilty of what? Guys, come get me. Tell me what’s going on.

  She spoke, tried to call to them, but her words came out jumbled together.

  “What else can we do, Jamie?”

  Case again. What’s wrong? Why don’t you tell me what’s happening?

  She spoke but without much force or volume. The world around her faded as she tried to stay awake.

  It was stupid to take that damn pill.

  “We have to take her with us.”

  A tingle of excitement spurred into her.

  They want me with them. But because they want me? Or because they have to take me with them? And take me where?

  She sighed as sleep took her.

  Chapter Five

  “Is Maya still asleep?” Ham came out of the bathroom of the motel and finished toweling off. If there was one thing he liked almost as much as women—correction, one woman now—it was a hot shower. Especially after hauling ass down a highway for hours. They’d left Passion behind in a hurry and had taken Maya along for the ride. He could only imagine how she’d react once she found out that they’d kidnapped her. Even if kidnapping her had meant saving her life as well as theirs.

  Case glanced at Maya lying on the bed and nodded. “Yeah. I wouldn’t have believed she’d stay out of it this long. Do you think she’s okay?”

  “We wore her out.” Jamie stood next to the window and peeked out. He slid his phone into his back pocket.

  “I know we’re macho sex machines and all”—Ham rolled his eyes at Case—“but I doubt even our exuberant attention to her body would’ve kept her out this long. She might’ve taken one of those sleeping pills we found in her purse. That combined with the booze did a job on her.”

  “I still say you should’ve stayed out of her purse.” Case shrugged at Ham’s scowl. “You never know what weird, and more importantly personal, shit you’ll find in a woman’s purse. She might not like it that you did.”

  “I was trying to answer her phone. Can I help it if I didn’t get to it in time? Or that the purse fell over and everything spilled out? Besides, she doesn’t seem the type to get bent out of sorts over a little thing like that.”

  “Let’s hope so for your sake, bro. Anyway, she appears fine.”

  “Good to know, Dr. Case.” Ham sat beside her. “She’s going to go ballistic once she finds out that we’ve hauled her ass out of town. Hell, over the state line.”

  Jamie broke his focus away from the window. “We didn’t have a choice. You heard what Rod said. The hunters figured out what we were after Jamie’s bull ride and tracked us to the rental house. Once they saw her leave with us, they knew what she meant to us.”

  Rod Winston was a friend in Passion who knew of the existence of werewolves and shifter hunters. He had his ear on both the werewolf and human goings-on around town and, when he could, he helped keep the two factions from clashing. But this was the first time in over a decade that anyone had seen shifter hunters around town. The Hunter brothers didn’t know Rod that well, but he had a reputation tha
t said he was trustworthy, and they weren’t willing to take the chance that what he’d said wasn’t true.

  “We had no choice. They’d use her to get to us.” Ham caressed her arm, loving the soft texture of her skin. She shifted her position and rolled onto her side toward him. Did she sense him even while asleep? “I couldn’t stand to see one of those assholes hurt her.”

  “It’s guilt by association. As far as they’re concerned, she’s a werewolf like us. They won’t stop to ask if we bit her. They’ll shoot first.” Jamie returned to staring through the small inch of space between the curtain and the window frame.

  “What did we finally agree on? Should we go ahead and take her to Forever?”

  Ham saw the yearning on Case’s face. What could be better than going back home with their mate? They could live at the family ranch, and Maya could decide if she wanted to work in town or help out with the horses and cattle. She could even start her own jewelry line out of the house or open her own shop in Forever.

  As much as he hated taking her away without asking her first, they’d had no other choice. “We have to keep going. We couldn’t leave her in Passion, and we sure as hell can’t leave her alone in another state.”

  “Look, I know she was into the whole rough sex and light bondage thing. And that she wanted men who took what they wanted, but I’m thinking this is a different deal.”

  “Could be you’re right.” Ham took her hand in his. “But whatever goes down, she’s going to have to deal with it.”

  Ham caught Jamie stiffening at the window. “What is it?”

  “They’re here.”

  He was on his feet and moving to Jamie’s side in the next moment. “Shit. Are you sure? I was sure we’d gotten away without them tracking us.”

  Jamie’s gritted his teeth together. “Of course I am. I know a shifter hunter when I see one.” He thrust out his chin. “There. Behind the blue Ford.”

  Ham didn’t need to bring out his more sensitive werewolf sight to find the man trying to hide his bulky size behind the car. His huge gut made that impossible. “Damn. Should we try and take them now?”