Fire of the Wolf [The Gray Pack] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Lori King

  His paws were larger than her hands, and his fur shown in the dim light of the evening sun that filtered through the windows. Without understanding why, Caroline knew she needed to touch him. She dropped to her knees next to the couch, and tentatively she reached out her hand. The wolf dipped his head until her fingers rested on the fur at the back of his neck. She wrapped her fingers into the silky ebony, and breathed in. She could still smell Devin on this creature, and staring into his eyes, she knew. She knew she couldn’t deny what she had seen, or that something inside of her was drawn to him even in this animal body. Slowly she laid her head on top of his furry back and rubbed her cheek against him. He was so deliciously soft, and she couldn’t help thinking that she never wanted to let him go. She needed him, and Damon.

  She glanced over at Damon to see him watching her with his own pleasure glowing in his deep-green eyes. She should be running for her life now that she knew the truth, but instead she was tightly holding this huge black wolf. Under her cheek she could feel the relief in his muscles and then his transition from beast back to man, and she found her cheek pressed against Devin’s hot skin on his chest. His arms wrapped around her and brought her hard against him up onto her knees. Her mouth met his, and as his hot tongue stroked hers, she exploded with pent-up desire. She opened herself to him, kissing him with everything in her soul. Her body shook as she pressed it hard against him, and he shifted to meet her. He ground his erection against her belly, and she groaned into his mouth at the delicious tingles that swept over her.

  She felt him pressing her backward onto the floor. The soft carpet underneath her gave way, and cradled her as she fell off the cliff and into this cloud of passion. She accepted his touch and kisses willingly, and felt her heart soar when Damon’s hands joined Devin’s. She could feel Damon pulling at her jeans, and she lifted her hips to help get them off faster. Her pussy was swollen with need, and her heart pounded in her chest as Devin lay against her, naked and hard. Her hands reached out to touch him everywhere. She needed to feel the masculinity of him and hold it against her. The two men worked in tandem to strip her bare to their eyes. Damon pulled her panties over her hips and off of her legs, causing Caroline to gasp at the cool air against her hot skin. Before she could relish those sensations, Devin was pulling her shirt off over her head and quickly flipped the front clasp of her bra open, so that he could lay claim to her breasts. As her breasts tumbled from the purple lace bra, she had a twinge of embarrassment under their heated gazes. Her nipples sharpened into hard nubs and pointed directly at them, beckoning them to touch her. Weirded out by her body’s instant reaction to them, she tried to reach up and cover herself as Damon stopped and stripped his clothes off in record time, but Devin growled.

  “Don’t ever hide yourself from us, sweetheart. You are perfect, and you belong to us.” His voice was husky and filled with passion.

  She dropped her hands away, so that they could indulge in a long look. She could see on their faces how much they desired her, and she squirmed under their hot gaze. Devin bent and kissed the large bruise over her hip gently, and then within a breath, Damon was kissing his way up her naked leg, stroking and teasing his way from bottom to top. When he reached her hip he, too, brushed a soft kiss over her bruise before moving on to explore her body. Devin suckled at her nipples. They tingled from all of the delicious touches, and she pressed her body even closer to him.

  Devin’s hands caressed her face, back, and everywhere he could reach as he played with her tits. Her blood was boiling, and the tight, warm ball of need in her stomach was about to make her scream. She wanted to feel them filling her, and taking her. She needed their strength and hardness, and something inside of her yearned for more than just this sexual encounter, but she didn’t know what more was? He stopped and lifted up to look into her eyes. Damon’s lips were kissing their way across her upper thigh, but he, too, paused to look at her face when Devin spoke.

  “Are you sure this is what you want, sugar? We can stop if it’s not. It might kill us, but we will stop if you say so.” Both men waited with bated breath to hear her response. They were all three wrapped tightly together and completely naked, but she could sense that they would accede to her wishes no matter what.

  “Devin, if you two stop now, I will kill you, even if you are werewolves,” she gritted out through her teeth, and she reached out to grab him, pulling him up from where he rested by her hips. She pulled his thick cock into her hand, stroking the velvet-covered shaft, and enjoying his soft growl. She wasn’t very experienced with sex, but she knew that he was extremely well-endowed in his human form, and she wondered how he would fit inside her. The thought of his thickness filling her completely was dizzying, and she felt her skin flush hotter.

  Hearing his gasp for air as she stroked her hand over him, she smiled and relished in the power her touch had over these men. They needed her as much as she needed them. She reached for Damon as he removed all of his clothes. Holding both of them in her hands, she stroked their cocks while they stroked her body. She arched against Devin, as Damon’s fingers found her wet entrance, and he slid one finger into her. Devin’s mouth went back to licking and nipping at her nipples. He bit down a little less than gently on one and grinned to himself as she moaned in delight.

  “You are so damn hot right now, Caroline.” The strength of Damon’s passionate words made her heart race faster as his voice rumbled across her skin. She arched up again, pressing her need toward the two men.

  Encouraged, Damon pulled her thighs farther apart so that he could see all of her wet femininity. She was a natural brunette and kept her bush neatly trimmed, but not shaved completely. He loved the sight of her juice glistening on her curls between her inner thighs, and using his fingers, he spread her slick pussy lips to look at her swollen clit. She was moaning, and she smelled so amazing. He flicked his fingertip across her clit, causing her to rock up to meet his waiting tongue, and his wolf growled deep within him as he proceeded to love her cunt. She tasted sweeter than any candy he had ever experienced. He could go on tonguing her for the rest of his days if she would let him, just enjoying her taste, and her moans and cries of pleasure. He slipped a finger into her hot entrance and curled it upward until he found that tiny rough patch that was so sensitive inside of her. She squealed and tightened her fist on Devin’s cock.

  “Fuck, that’s sexy.” Devin leaned back to get a look at what Damon was doing to her.

  Damon’s fingers plunged deep inside Caroline’s pussy, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. He never thought he would be comfortable watching his woman get loved by his brother, but this was almost too hot for him to handle.

  Devin moved closer to Caroline’s head and stroked her cheek with his finger, silently asking permission. His huge cock was inches from her face. She knew what he wanted, and before he could move again, she licked his thick length, tasting his salty flavor. The taste of him combined with the flick of Damon’s tongue on her clit was driving her wild. Before she could question herself, she sucked his cock all the way to the back of her throat. The hot ring of her lips sealed around his cock, and he groaned back. She proceeded to suck him off, and he closed his eyes to enjoy it. She matched her soft licks to the ones that Damon was stroking over her clit, and it electrified her. She reached underneath to stroke his balls, and relished the grasping growl from his chest when he couldn’t hold back his pleasure at the motion.

  “God damn, that’s good.” He groaned loudly.

  Damon, hearing his brother’s tight groan, looked up to see Caroline sucking his dick, and their eyes met. He winked at her as his tongue wiggled softly against her, and his fingers curled to stroke her deeply. Her cheeks heated until she was sure they were pink, but she continued to suckle on Devin. Her eyes were half closed, as she bobbed on his cock, and she looked away from Damon only to catch Devin’s hot gaze as he watched her.

  Damon started pumping his fingers into her tight opening, and he slipped his other hand under h
er ass to hold her close. He used his lips to massage her swollen bud in a circular motion, gentle at first and then stronger and faster. She arched hard, and her pussy creamed when he pressed his thumb against her pink rosebud. She had never been touched there, and it brought another powerful wave of desire forward. He left his thumb just barely pressing into her ass as he suckled and finger fucked her cunt.

  Caroline she loved the control she had over Devin’s pleasure, but Damon’s fast fingers kept her in constant fever. She wanted to be fucked. She bucked her hips up and increased her suction on Devin. Somehow the look in her eyes told Devin that she had had enough teasing, and he eased out of her mouth at the same time as Damon brought her to a white-hot orgasm with his tongue and touch.

  Devin just watched as the orgasmic ripples went through her body, and he growled again when he heard her scream out Damon’s name. He watched a satisfied smirk light up Damon’s face, and took his challenge.

  Devin was willing to share Caroline, but he needed to hear his own name on her lips when she climaxed. As Damon moved away from her sopping-wet pussy, Devin moved between her legs, and lined his hard cock up with her. He stroked the tip of his cock up and down her slit, reveling in her tremors and the fluttering of her pussy muscles against his tip.

  “Please.” She groaned.

  “Please what, sugar?” he asked demandingly. She looked like a goddess with her face flushed, and her lips swollen from sucking his cock. His balls ached with need.

  “Fuck me!” she moaned.

  “Oh I will, and so will Damon. We will fuck you over and over again, until you never even dream of leaving us.” With that he slowly sunk his cock into her tight pussy, feeling her muscles gripping him and pulling deeper and deeper. She screamed as another orgasm hit her, and arched up off of the floor, grasping at Devin’s muscular shoulders.

  He could feel her fingernails biting into his skin as he began a slow rhythm of thrusting deep into her warmth. She was hotter than anything he had ever felt in his life. He wasn’t sure he would ever get enough of her.

  With her head thrown back and her eyes mostly shut she was the picture of passionate bliss. There were tiny goose bumps prickling her skin, and when he brushed one hand over her abdomen to hold her in place her muscles twitched. She was relaxed and pliant, causing his balls to clench up tightly. He loved watching a woman receive pleasure, and this woman especially made him burn.

  Caroline didn’t even notice when Damon moved up next to her until he kissed her. She tasted her own juices on his tongue and decided that it was the hottest flavor she had ever tasted. His fingers plucked at her swollen nipples as his tongue licked deep inside her mouth. Pulling her mouth away from his, she reached for his cock. He growled softly as she tugged him up toward her mouth.

  Damon wasted no time in changing positions, angling his body so that she could suck his cock deep into her throat. His dick was slightly longer than Devin’s but not quite as thick. They were both much larger than any man she had been with, and she loved the way they filled her up at both ends. Each time Devin pounded into her pussy, her throat muscles grabbed at Damon’s cock.

  Devin wrapped his large hands around her upper thighs and lifted her ass into the air so that she was resting on her upper shoulders. Devin’s face was rapturous, and Caroline let go of Damon’s cock to scream out his brother’s name. Her body racked with tremors of pleasure. Her hand came back to grip the base of his dick tight with her passion. Just as her orgasm hit her, she felt Devin sink his canine teeth into her shoulder. She writhed and cried out underneath him as another orgasm hit her. Something inside of her sparked and burned white hot as it flowed through her veins.

  It was Devin’s right as the Alpha of their pack to claim her first, but it reached into Damon’s gut and twisted his heart to see another claim on her. He had to make his own mark, and now.

  Devin leaned down and kissed her deeply, and then licked her shoulder clean of the blood from his bite. Damon had to admit it looked so beautiful there that he could feel his cock growing even harder. Devin pulled back and rested a few feet away so that Damon could mark their mate, too. Then Damon moved around until he was lying between her legs, holding her close. He loved the way her full breasts pressed against his chest. He felt her rub up against him as he nuzzled her throat, nipping at her chin and neck. Using his cock, he stroked her sensitive pussy gently, just keeping her from relaxing out of the orgasm she had just had. Then he suddenly pulled her upward into his arms as he rested back on his heels. She was now straddling him with her inner thighs resting on the top of his thighs, and her pussy cradling his huge cock. They were face-to-face now with their bodies pressed tightly together, giving her much more control this way. She smiled at his growl and locked her legs tightly around his waist as his cock sunk balls deep into her. Her head fell backward, and her whimper was deep and pleading. He couldn’t remember ever feeling so good and wanted to somehow to sink even deeper inside of her.

  He reached up and pulled the clip that held her hair out so that all of her long hair swirled around them, and he groaned deeply. Wrapping one hand into her long wavy locks, and banding his other arm around her waist, they rocked like that, with Damon gently stroking her back up to the top of the crest.

  “Oh my God, Damon, you feel so good!” She whimpered as her body started rippling around him, and his wolf preened at the passionate declaration.

  “Come on, beautiful, come for me.” He tugged at her hair until she tipped her head backward, and he could reach her neck easily. He nibbled and tasted her skin, memorizing every curve of her throat and shoulder.

  She rolled her hips against him, trying to get him to move faster. He could sense her need, and using his own strength, pushed their momentum faster and fucked deeper into her. Just as she felt her soul break into a million pieces, he bit down on her shoulder opposite where his brother had left his mark. The bite sent her into oblivion. Whether she understood it or not she was theirs, body and soul. She quickly drifted off to sleep, cradled on the floor between the two huge men.

  Hours later Caroline awoke still clutched to Damon’s chest with Devin spooned up against her back. They still lay between the coffee table and the couch. One of them had pulled a blanket up over them, and her head was pillowed on Devin’s broad bicep. She relished the warm security of their bodies, and wondered how long this could possibly last. She was ashamed that she had welcomed them both so easily, and hadn’t tried to stop this whole situation before it got out of hand. What was she doing? She was a grown-ass woman who had a life, and responsibilities, and no desire to be owned by anyone. But she did want to be cherished, and she wanted desperately to be loved. When Devin had kissed her, she had seen a spark of something more than desire in his eyes, but she denied it to herself.

  She could feel their even breathing, and when she shifted her weight, rolling off of Damon’s chest and closer to Devin, she could feel Devin’s hand slide gently over her hip, adjusting to her body and molding himself against her. It sent her blood pressure sky-high, and she had to clench her hands to keep from reaching back and grabbing for him. Every movement was glorious agony, and she craved more of them.

  She finally decided that she needed to move away from them so that she could think clearly, and she gently pulled out from between them, standing above them at their feet. She admired them as they slept, wishing that just once everything would work out to a happily ever after. They were so tall and muscular, and damn! Had she ever seen abs so ripped in her life? Her mouth drooled as she envisioned following that line of muscles with her tongue, and hearing her men moan in pleasure again. Her men? There I go again! she thought, and, brushing her long hair out of her face, she headed for her room to shower and go to bed, alone.

  She took a longer shower than she had anticipated, but her muscles were slightly sore after the loving she had just experienced. When she got out of the shower, she stood in front of the mirror looking her body over, and wondering what these two werewolves s
aw in her that made them believe she was their mate. She had been told by men in the past that she was hot, but like most women she saw flaws where others saw perfection. She knew that she had great breasts, and her waist was small, but her hips were nowhere near slim. She had an apple-shaped butt that ran into long, muscular legs. She wasn’t really tall, and thanks to her daily yoga regimen, she was muscled and fit. She sometimes felt like her legs were too muscular, and looked too masculine. She just didn’t think they fit the proportions of the rest of her body. Her face shape was often compared to Reese Witherspoon who she thought was lovely, but she had always hated her pointy chin, and wide forehead. Right now, with her lips swollen from kisses, she felt feminine, and she loved the warm, well-loved feeling her body had right now.

  I can’t stay here, she thought to herself. She knew that they wanted her, but the reality of the situation was that two men just didn’t share a woman for a long-term relationship. Even if they were not completely human, they still lived in a human world, and had to fit into it. Two men with one woman was definitely not the socially acceptable everyday relationship. Shaking her head at her own thoughts in the mirror, she huffed and decided she would think more about all of this in the morning.