Problem was, he wasn’t quite as sure as he’d been that morning when he left for work.
Taking a deep breath, he switched off the ignition, grabbed his hat off the passenger seat and headed for the front door.
He shut it behind him more quietly than he normally would and scented the air. Sex. Oh yeah. A lot of it. He sniffed again and surprised himself when his cock twitched. Cutler hung up his hat, toed off his boots, secured his sidearm in the lockbox set into the closet wall and followed his nose.
The house was quiet and it felt empty. Glancing at his watch, he realized he was late for his evening chores. His nose led him to Fina’s bedroom and he inhaled slowly, sorting through the smells. The faintest smell was Fina and him—they way they’d smelled after making love that morning. Next came a whiff of Nath—they way Nath smelled after a trek—smoke and pine. That scent trail disappeared into the bathroom. On top of that he thought he smelled Nath again. Cutler wasn’t sure at first because what he smelled was his brother and Fina’s soap mixed together. His mouth thinned for a moment. Nath had showered, probably with Fina. He didn’t need to check the towels to confirm what his nose told him.
Cutler stood beside the bed. The scents there told the whole story. Fina and his brother. Her cream and his semen, their sweat. Her blood and his. The freshest smells were new although he didn’t have to be psychic to identify the subtle, cell-deep changes that their mating had left on their bodies. He ran his hand through his short hair and bared his teeth. He hadn’t expected it to be this hard. Had he made a mistake? Cutler sat down on the bed and dropped his forehead into his hands. Would he harm his brother? Would he break Fina’s heart by banishing, even killing her other mate?
Not today anyway. Straightening his back, Cutler stood and walked out of the room, tracking their scent. He’d find them, talk to them. The three of them were in this together and the three of them would work it out. Sensitivity wasn’t his strong suit but he was good at compassion. It would be enough.
As he walked past the cattle paddock, Cutler noted the fresh hay in the feeder, corn in the trough and a few cows munching contentedly. He headed for the barn. The chickens had been fed. Despite the bleating sheep, his wolf’s ears registered a woman’s laugh, soft and throaty. Fina’s. He walked faster.
It was dark, cool and quiet inside the barn. Listening very hard, he picked up the faint beating of two hearts, coming from the loft overhead. He climbed the wooden ladder until his head and shoulders rose above the floor.
His brother was naked, reclining on a stack of straw bales. One of the big winter coats they kept up here was beneath him and he was leaning back on his elbows. His legs spread wide. Clothing scattered around him. Fina was on her knees in front of him, his cock was in her mouth, her hand was on his balls. Her naked breasts rocked as she swallowed him.
“You’re beautiful,” Nath murmured. He touched her face, brushed her hair back and smiled. “Run your tongue around the head. That’s it, sweetheart. Damn that feels good,” he hissed and his head dropped back. “The top of your tongue then the bottom. Yeah. Tease me with the different textures.”
Cutler’s jaw dropped. It wasn’t so much what he was seeing but his reaction to it. He climbed up another two rungs and stopped. His cock was getting hard, fast. The last thing he expected was to be turned on watching his sexy little mate with another man. Well, not any man. Some instinct told Cutler that if it was any other man teaching her how to give head, he’d be ripping throats out first and taking names later. End of discussion.
But something about it being Nathaniel made it...acceptable. All right. Hotter than hell.
Nath cupped her breast, rubbed her nipple and Cutler’s balls cramped so hard he had to lean forward and grit his teeth. With a low hiss, he adjusted his cock. It was pinned down between his thigh and pant leg and he wrestled it free before it bent in half. When he looked up, Fina’s head had turned a little to the side. She was watching him. Her blue eyes were big and expressive. She looked so fucking hot with the head of his brother’s cock moving back and forth against the inside of her mouth, distending her cheek.
“Wrap your hand around the base. Hold it tight.” Nath’s voice was calm and encouraging.
He’d always been a natural teacher, Cutler remembered with a jolt of surprise. It was one of the reasons his eco-tourism business was so successful. Tromping through the woods for eight hours wasn’t all that fun when you came down to it. Nath had a knack for keeping his clients entertained and amused as he educated them. It explained why his repeat-customer rate was over eighty percent.
“Tighter, sweetheart. Yeah. Set my teeth on edge.”
Cutler gulped and stared. He wondered what his pack would think if they found out their sheriff was a voyeur. Hot damn. He could just see the posters come election time.
“Damn that’s good. Now I want you to take a breath, relax your throat and let me slip between your lips. Take it slow and easy, sweetheart. Just stay relaxed and stop when it feels uncomfortable.”
Cutler gulped again. Her bare ass tipping up with the movement, her pretty little feet crossed at the ankles, Fina’s brow furrowed in concentration as she slid her mouth down over Nath’s cock. When she turned red and balked, Nath stopped her by touching her forehead. He shifted the position of her hand, wrapped it higher up his cock so that it acted as a brake. She slid her mouth back up to the crown.
“Try again, slower this time,” Nath coached. “Stop when you run into your hand.” He winked at her and Fina grinned up at him. “It’ll get easier with practice. I’ll work with you every chance I get,” he added ribaldy then gasped when she chuckled with his cock in her mouth. “Try again,” he gasped and leaned back on his elbows.
Cutler squeezed his erection through his sturdy uniform pants as he watched her head drop down over Nath’s loins, over and over. Nath finally stopped her by putting his hands on either side of her face.
“Now lick my balls, sweetheart.” He held his cock against his belly, spread his knees further and slid forward on the bale until his nuts hung down between his thighs. “Yeah. Oh yeah. Pet them. Use your hands.” He hissed. “Easy. That’s better,” Nath sighed and he sounded relieved. “Suck one. Take it in your mouth, run your tongue around it, tongue me...” His voice drifted off and his head dropped back. When he lifted it back up, he looked straight into Cutler’s wide, staring eyes.
“Don’t just stand there playing with yourself,” he called out. “Get over here and give our woman some attention.”
A slow grin spread over Cutler’s face. He finished climbing the ladder and walked toward them, undoing his shirt.
Nath growled and touched Fina’s hair. “Wrap your fingers around my cock, sweetheart, and jerk me off while you’re licking my nuts.”
While he unbuckled his belt, Cutler watched her stroke his brother. When Nath’s abdominals clenched, he could practically feel how good her mouth felt. For awhile there he’d had his doubts but since he’d benefit from his brother’s fellatio lessons, who was he to complain? He stripped off his shirt, toed off his boots, dropped his pants and shorts onto the untidy pile around Nath and Fina and fell to his knees behind her.
He touched her back. For a moment Cutler looked at the fresh bite on Fina’s shoulder. It sat high on the left side. It was almost a twin for the fading scar on the other side. He bent forward and nuzzled the soft skin between her shoulder blades. There was a rightness about Nath biting her where he did. He hadn’t trespassed on Cutler’s territory, he’d shared it. They’d marked her equally although the bite on the upper left side of his brother’s chest was jagged, ugly and looked damn painful. Cutler was grateful he’d gotten off as easy as he did. He reached around Fina, cupped her breasts and stroked them lovingly.
“I missed you today,” he murmured.
“Me, hmm?” Fina murmured. There was a tease in her voice. She lifted her head from between Nath’s legs. “All of me? Not just them?” She touched one of Cutler’s hands as he squeezed
her breasts.
“All of you,” Cutler chuckled. He kissed her back once more then ran his hands between her legs.
“Hey. Sweetheart.” Nath bounced the tip of his finger off her nose. “Less talking. More head,” he teased, grinning so hard his dimples stood out. He cupped her face in his hands and gently drew her back to him.
Fina shifted restlessly when Cutler stroked her pussy, nudged her clit, circled her anus with his fingertip. Distracted, she didn’t seem to notice that she was taking Nath’s cock deeper into her mouth every few strokes. It was like she’d forgotten she had a gag reflex as she cupped his balls then ran her fingernails over his belly. When she pinched Nath’s nipples, Cutler groaned.
“Damn, Fina. You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever known,” he growled and sank two fingers into her pussy. “And you’re really wet.”
“Yeah. I know,” Nath piped up. He wriggled his eyebrows and grinned at Cutler. “You’re welcome.”
Cutler shot him a look then shrugged. He worked his fingers in and out of Fina’s clinging sheath. His other hand stayed on her clit, rubbing it gently and giving it a playful flick every now and then. It was Nath’s turn to stare and the centers of his eyes expanded as he sat up to watch his brother’s fingers slide into her. When she squirmed her ass back at him, Cutler slid his fingers out of her, kissed each of her butt cheeks then took hold of his cock and lined it up with her core.
“Fuck that’s hot,” Nath whispered and he stared as the head of Cutler’s tool disappeared inside their mate’s body.
Nodding in agreement, Cutler held onto Fina’s hips and pressed into her. He snarled. She was tight and hot but not as tight as this morning. He actually preferred it. He was a big man and he’d always worried he’d tear his much smaller mate. After fucking Nath all day, Fina was wet, snug and wriggling back into him. He loved her enthusiasm.
Nath moaned and leaned back again. “Wet your finger, sweetheart.” His voice was rough. “Use your mouth. Make it good and wet. Then put it in my ass.”
She lifted her head, tipped it to one side and Cutler could feel the hesitancy in her. But he knew she liked having her ass played with. Loved it when he teased her there. Obligingly, Fina doused her middle finger with saliva and pressed it to Nath’s anus. He lifted one leg and rested his bare foot on her uninjured shoulder.
“That’s it. Good, sweetheart.” He took a breath and his face relaxed. “Now tip your finger up. Point it right at the base of my cock. Keep going. Slow. Almost there.” Nath groaned and his back arched. Fina froze. “Don’t stop. Please,” he begged and lay back down on the bale.
“You hit his prostate,” Cutler whispered. He leaned forward and licked her ear. “One of a guy’s major hot spots. Stroke it nice and easy with the tip of your finger...kind of a come-hither motion,” he added helpfully, excited at the prospect of Fina doing the same thing to him later that evening. “That little spongy spot. Suck his dick at the same time.” He kissed her ear, straightened and resumed the slow, teasing shuttle of his cock in her pussy.
Nath groaned again and levered himself up on his elbows so he could watch Fina blow him while his brother fucked her hot little cunt. She rocked gently between the two of them, dictating the cadence of their joining, then began to pick up speed.
Running his hands up and down her body, not controlling her, Cutler let his mate pleasure herself at her own pace. He squeezed her breasts then thighs, rubbed her clit while his brother moaned. Grinning ferally, Cutler watched her pussy swallow up his hard-on, felt her wetness squeeze him just right, heard the sexy little mewling sounds she made with the head of Nath’s cock in her mouth. He’d never done anything this wild or this hot. Ever. It felt like he loved the two of them even more than he had that morning.
Nath’s abdominals clenched and he snarled. Threading his fingers in Fina’s hair, the muscles in his arms corded like he was holding back his strength. His hips began to rock and his eyes squeezed shut.
“Now, sweetheart,” he gasped. “I’m gonna come.”
“Swallow it if you can,” Cutler whispered, his voice dark and seductive. He bent forward, licked Fina’s ear again then bit it gently.
Nath’s hips surged forward and he howled. Cutler felt Fina stiffen beneath him then she relaxed. When he heard her gasp and swallow, over and over in time with the jerking of Nath’s body, Cutler almost came himself. The subtle movements of her elbows told him she was still fisting Nath’s cock, still working that finger she’d slid in his ass.
Growling, Cutler licked the scar of his mating bite on her back and grazed her skin with his teeth.
“Jeez...stop, stop,” Nath panted and lifted her mouth off his deflating cock. He shuddered when she licked him slowly and deliberately.
From the direction of his brother’s gaze and the stunned expression on his face, Cutler knew Fina was looking into Nath’s eyes as she cleaned him. The image made his cock rock hard and he shoved his loins forward.
Nath grunted and slid back onto the bale when her chin butted his balls. “Asshole,” he bitched without any real venom and glanced up at Cutler.
“Lightweight,” Cutler shot back, gripped Fina’s hips and put some strength behind his thrusts.
Despite his lazy snarl, Nath sat up and positioned himself so he could watch them. He reached beneath Fina’s body to fondle her breasts and pinch her nipples.
“Oh. Gawd,” she breathed. Cutler’s fingers moved faster over her clit. He was authoritative and his touch was goal orientated. There was more variety in Nath’s touch—more tease than arousal. The difference turned her on like crazy.
Her thighs began to shake. Being with the two of them was so hot, being the center of all this delicious, male lust was making her come faster than she wanted...but who was she to turn down a good spine-jarring orgasm? Cutler had never felt so big, so hard inside her. A few days ago that would have made her wince. Now it made her belly clench and her pussy squeeze down on him. He grunted, swore and pumped her faster.
Fina came first. Crying out, she flung her head back. She braced her arms, dug the heels of her hands into the loft floor and let the pleasure wash over her. Trembling, her body bore down on Cutler, wanting him deep and hard. Bright light flooded the backs of her eyes. When the pulses of her orgasm faded, she gasped, lifted a hand to grab the edge of the bale Nath was sitting on, and hung on for the ride.
Behind her, Cutler howled. It was a primitive sound. Her wolf ran toward it, slammed her body back into his, and howled in response. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Nath’s cock twitch and swell.
She winced when Cutler’s fingers dug into the healing bruises on her hip. He started pumping into her hard, pulled her back into him as his rod jerked inside her and wetness gushed out around the mouth of her sheath.
After a time, he fell silent. The hard, erratic movements of his hips stopped. Slowly, she felt the swelling at the base of his cock subside and when it did, he pulled out of her gently. Cutler sat down on the floor beside her, pulled her onto his lap and cradled her.
Nath ran his fingers through her hair, easing it away from her face.
“Um, what did you do to your nuts, man?” Cutler said quite suddenly a few minutes later. He lifted his head so he could look at Nath, lounging above them and looking smugly content.
Lifting his cock out of the way, Nath stroked his smooth scrotum.
“I had them waxed,” he answered conversationally. “Before my last trip. Some salon two towns over.”
“Did it hurt?” Cutler asked. He shuddered.
“Like a son of a bitch.” Nath shrugged then he grinned. “Had you going there, didn’t I?” he taunted Cutler. “I just shaved them. Who the hell would let anybody near their nuts with hot wax?” Chuckling, he gave his new mate a wink. “I figured Fina would appreciate it. After all, who wants to suck down a hair when they’re going down on somebody’s nut sac.”
Her brow furrowed at Nath’s crude language but she gave him an appreciative grin nonetheless. �
��That’s so sweet, Nath. Thank you,” she cooed and squeezed his thigh.
“Hey. I can be sweet too.” Cutler grumbled then held her elbow when she stood and started hunting around for her clothes. “Didn’t I let you come first?”
“Oh yeah. You’re a peach,” Nath deadpanned, ducked when his brother tried to cuff him and grabbed his pants off the floor.
* * *
“Watch out for the buck. He’s got a bit of a mean streak.” Nath hovered over Fina, watching as she reached into the rabbit enclosure to pick up one of the kits. “He’ll kick back at you if you get within range and he’s got some nasty claws.”
Cutler refilled the water bowl and measured out feed pellets. He grinned when Fina’s face lit up. She held one of the smaller rabbits to her chest and stroked its long fur. They kept the rabbits up here, in a wooden enclosure in a corner of the loft because it was quiet, ventilated and away from the other animals.
Nath pulled some alfalfa off a nearby bale, separated the clumps and dropped it into the enclosure.
Her brow furrowing, Fina looked up at her mates. “How come he doesn’t mind me holding him?” she asked, looking down at the rabbit resting contently in her arms. “When I was six, one of my human girlfriends had a cat. When I walked into her house, the thing hissed at me, tore up the skin on my arm and ran away.” She stroked the rabbit’s ear and smoothed her fingertip across its cheek. It seemed to relax even more. “My friend said the cat didn’t come back for two days. Don’t rabbits, um, perceive us as predators?”
Cutler grinned. “They would, except these ones were raised with weres. When any of the farmers in the pack import new stock, they buy them as young as they can so they can acclimate. It’s better if we breed them ourselves, though. Nath and I buy frozen semen when the heifers go into heat. We tried bringing in a bull once.” He and Nath exchanged a look then started to laugh. “Damn thing went berserk then died of cardiac failure about a day later. The heifers were pretty disappointed.”
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