Capturing Carolina

by Jane Jamison

  “But—”

  “Stop talking, woman.”

  She nodded, for once giving him a demure response.

  “As good as you feel sucking my cock, I have other things I want to taste.” Taking her under the arms, he lifted her and plunked her on top of the island. Her rump made a pretty squishy noise as it met the cheese and flour mixture.

  She looked amazing sitting on the counter with her perky breasts and hard nipples beckoning him to take them. Her smooth mons had a sprinkle of flour that had floated up to coat it. Pushing her legs apart, he growled again, then pushed his face into her goodness.

  She gasped, then put her legs over his shoulders and let Charlie lay her down on the counter. In the next moment, Charlie was on top of the counter and offering her his cock.

  Jesse watched, loving the way she drew his brother’s cock into her mouth. Her pussy was sweeter than anything he’d ever tasted as he held her pussy lips apart and drank from her. She squealed, the sound muffled by Charlie’s cock moving back and forth.

  His balls tightened, drawing up, but he gritted his teeth and held on again. He’d never had so much trouble trying to keep from letting go, but he was determined not to come before his woman did.

  With unexpected ferociousness, his wolf growled, clawing and biting its way to the surface. He pulled away from her as the transformation started to take root. Sucking in a hard breath, he gathered his strength and pushed his inner wolf back down.

  That was close. Too close.

  Concentrating on his breathing, he lowered his head and let the delectable taste of her flow over his tongue.

  Charlie played with her breasts, giving Jesse a good show of how much they could jiggle and bounce. He licked his way from her clit across her pussy and on to the slick of skin between her pussy and ass. Her soft cries told her she loved everything they were doing. If nothing else happened tonight, he wanted to give her the pleasure she deserved. Coming back up, he slid his tongue over the inside of her pussy lips, then laved her clit. She jerked, her body getting ready for her release as her pussy flooded with her juices.

  He’d wanted to fuck her. To sink his cock deep within her, but suddenly, he wanted to have her come in his mouth even more. Taking her clit between his teeth, he sucked, then plunged two fingers into her warm sheath.

  He looked up in time to see her turn Charlie’s dick loose and lift her head to gaze at him with lust-clouded eyes. He kept at her, sucking and nibbling, his gaze meeting hers, then swept his tongue over her to drink up his reward. Her face was a turbulent mixture of agony and ecstasy.

  When he wiggled his fingers over her delicate spot, she threw her head back and screamed out her release. If any of the others were still in the house, they would’ve heard her. But they knew better than to disturb them.

  Her pussy walls rippled around his fingers as he continued to pump into her, scraping over the G-spot once more. She cried out even louder when he put his mouth to her clit again and sucked. Cream spilled from her in copious amounts, wetting his mouth and his chin.

  “Fuck this.”

  She was gone in the next instant as Charlie pulled her entire body on top of the counter. Her soft hair splayed against a backdrop of white and yellow as his brother wrapped her legs around his waist and drove his cock inside her.

  Jesse stood and wiped her cum from his face. They’d known she was the perfect one for them, the only one, their intended mate. She was everything they’d ever hoped she’d be, from her voluptuous body to her inquisitive, irritating nature.

  Her soft “uhs” as Charlie slammed into her was the sexiest thing he’d ever heard. Not to be left out, he came around and got on one of the stools. “Suck me off, sugar.”

  She pulled his cock into her mouth without hesitating. Charlie’s eyes were closed as he plunged into her time and again, bucking her body back and forth against the cool granite. He took hold of one of her breasts, then pinched the nipple. Her gaze locked with his, her pretty pink mouth making an “O” around his cock.

  She arched up and cried out as another climax took her. Her body shuddered, but she held on to his cock, cupping his balls and giving him delightful torture. Charlie opened his eyes, took a glance at Jesse, then laid back his head and roared his orgasm.

  He’d held out as long as any man could. Hell, longer than any human man could’ve done. Gripping her behind the neck, he held her to him and let his seed fly.

  To her credit, she tried to drink him in, but he knew it would be too much. His balls tightened again, the surge of his seed flowing fast and hard though him until the white cream slid out of her mouth and over her chin. One day soon he’d see it covering her breasts. And even sooner, he’d feel his cock inside her pussy.

  He closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling washing over him as the love of his life quenched his need for her. At least for now. She was so sweet, so hot, a living, breathing embodiment of the perfect mate. As their mate, she’d be their friend, their lover, and would, one day, be the mother of their children. She was and always would be their everything.

  He opened his eyes, frowning at his brother. Strange how Charlie’s getting to do everything first.

  Charlie leaned back to rest on his legs. “Babe, you wore me out so fast.”

  She spread out, a smile coming to her as cheese and flour coated the rest of her body. “And I’m so rested I could run a marathon.” She snorted, the rude noise sounding lovely coming from her. “Not.”

  Jesse snatched her by her hair, eliciting a gasp from her. “Don’t make fun of this. Us together? That’s something special.”

  Her eyes widened, her mouth parted as though trying to respond, yet not finding the words.

  “Oh! I’m so sorry.”

  Jesse didn’t bother turning around. He knew Lisa-May had already disappeared. “I hope one of the women has told her about the birds and the bees. Someone needs to clue her in. She’s vulnerable with what little she knows.”

  Charlie got off the counter, then helped Carolina swing her legs over the edge. He grabbed a towel and started wiping her down. “I think we just gave her a lesson. Or at least the visual part of the lesson.”

  “Don’t bother.” She took both towels and put them over her breasts and then her pussy. “Why don’t you two follow me upstairs and help me wash off?”

  Jesse was ready to do exactly that when Charlie had to go and throw a wrench in the plan. “Damn, I hate like hell to say this, but we’ve got chores still needing to get done.”

  “Whatever they are can wait until morning.”

  “No can do, bro.” Charlie was already rounding up his clothes and pulling them on over the flour and cheese he’d gotten on his body. “In the meantime, after you finishing washing up, you and Lisa-May can get back down here and clean up this mess.”

  “Now I’m the maid, too?”

  Irritation flared inside Jesse, the animal side of him warring with against his human side. “We all chip in around here. Would you rather we find a different chore for you to do? Like back in the barn?

  She’d have to learn that pulling her own weight was the shifter way, and she might as well start learning it as soon as she could. He got dressed, and as he was pulling his boots on, worked his way toward the door.

  “You two are really going to make me clean this up? Wasn’t it enough that I shoveled shit? Now I’ve got to take shit from you?”

  His inner wolf powered through him. For a moment, he almost lost total control as he felt his fangs break through his gums. He was back and clutching her by the neck before she realized he was coming. He retracted his fangs. Alarm pricked goose bumps up along her skin, and he could smell the fear on her.

  “Sugar, you’re our woman, right?”

  She nodded, just barely.

  “Then do as I say. The men run the ranch, but we don’t dominate our women. Except, of course, in the bedroom. If you can’t handle that, then you’d better let us know real fast.”

  He growled and put his mo
uth close to her ear so she wouldn’t see the amber in his eyes that was already coloring the world.

  “Easy, bro.”

  He heard the thinly veiled warning in Charlie’s tone, and once more, forced his wolf into submission. His breath hitched in his throat as the power of his animal bowed to his silent human command.

  “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.” He leaned back, taking her face in his and searching her eyes. The scent of her fear wasn’t as strong as before. “Trust me. If you clean the kitchen, we’ll reward you later for it.”

  Turning her loose, he spun around and strode toward the back door. Jesse wasn’t sure how he managed it, but Charlie kept a straight face until they were outside. “That was a bit much on the woman, do as I say macho thing.”

  “Maybe. But it felt damn good. Besides, you saw how she was. She liked our taking charge.”

  “That was during sex. Treating her like a servant is different.”

  “Maybe.” He hated to admit it, but his brother needed to know. “I guess it was the sex, but I almost lost control.”

  “Yeah, I noticed. Don’t let it happen again.”

  “Don’t worry.” Jesse led the way into the barn. “I won’t.”

  At least, he hoped so.

  * * * *

  Jesse couldn’t help but be disappointed. Taking to the main house for breakfast, they’d hung around the kitchen as long as they could, hoping to catch Carolina. But when Lisa-May started asking a lot of questions and Ms. Millicent kept giving him a knowing look that made him even more nervous than usual, they’d finally given up and gone to work. They had a full day on the range and wouldn’t get another chance to see her until later that evening.

  Jesse split away from Charlie and sauntered into a different stall. The horse inside greeted him, flexing its nostrils to pick up his scent, then pawing at the ground. It nickered as he opened the gate, as eager as Jesse was to get out of the barn and run. It took a long time for a horse to get used to a werewolf’s scent, but the horses on the ranch had been raised with the pack. Their natural instinct to run from the wolf predator was gone, wiped away by the men’s concerted efforts to win them over.

  A few minutes later, they were on horseback and headed out to the pasture and the first herd of cattle they needed to check. Giving his horse free rein, he moved through the herd looking for anything out of the ordinary like an injured or a sick cow. So far they’d had great luck, but he figured they were long overdue for some kind of problem to rear its ugly head.

  He made clicking sounds, urging his horse forward when Charlie lifted his hand and let out a low whistle. By the time he’d made it through all the cattle, his brother was already turning his horse around.

  “False alarm. I thought she was limping, but she’s fine now.”

  Jesse leaned back and tipped the front of his cowboy hat up. The beast inside him growled again, urging him to stop what he was doing and return to their mate. Now that he’d had a real taste of her pleasures, the animal side of him wanted her with ever-growing urgency. He pushed it down and felt it go into submission, all the while snarling and scratching to go wild. “I’m surprised we didn’t end up with any strays or worse after that rainstorm.”

  “Me, too, but let’s not question our good luck.”

  Jess nodded, agreeing, yet thinking that luck may have had less to do with it than his brother thought. Charlie was superstitious that way. The men on the ranch knew how to handle the herd in inclement weather. While they’d been busy with Carolina and spending time with her, the others had put in the hard, dirty work to get the cattle to safe shelter. He and Charlie had joined the crew after dinner last night and hadn’t gotten back until late. By then they were so dirty that they wouldn’t have gotten within ten feet of any woman they liked, much less their future mate.

  “Is your wolf having a cow?”

  Leave it to Charlie to say it that way. But it was true, nonetheless. “Yeah. Makes me jumpy. Maybe we should’ve gone for a run last night.”

  “It wasn’t our night. We had work to do.”

  “Yeah. But we haven’t run in a long time. I need it.”

  Charlie let out a moan. “I need her more than I need to run.”

  They sat together, gazing out at the herd, but not really seeing the cattle. Their minds were fixed on Carolina.

  “I asked the guys to fetch her car today.”

  Charlie remained silent, which was not always a good thing.

  “They’re bringing it back to the main house this afternoon after they take it to our mechanic and have it checked out.” It was a delaying tactic, but one Jesse felt was necessary. Damage, both visible and not, could have happened when her car slid off the road.

  “Do you think she’ll stick around?”

  “I don’t know. Why shouldn’t she after last night?”

  He didn’t want to believe she’d leave, but he couldn’t be sure. He wished he hadn’t gotten all macho with her the night before. Werewolves dominated their women in the bedroom, but he’d let it spill out in the kitchen. The truth of it was that they’d do anything for her. Including showing their soft underbellies, emotionally speaking.

  “If she does, then we have two choices. We either go after her or we let her go for good. If she leaves on her own and doesn’t get in contact with us again, then I guess she wasn’t getting the connection like we thought she was.”

  “That would be pure hell, man. Besides, we know she felt it. I saw it in her eyes.”

  “Yeah.” He’d had an idea mulling over in his mind for a while and finally decided to voice it. “The way I see it, if she’s felt the connection, then she’ll want to stay. If not, she’ll leave.”

  “But what makes me think you’re getting at something more than that?” Charlie leaned on his saddle to twist his body sideways and study him. “Spit it out.”

  “If she hasn’t left by the time we get back, then we bring it up again. We tell her she can leave, or, if she’s a mind to, then she’s free to stay. If nothing else, we’ll get her to stay for the weekend.”

  “And you’re betting she’ll stay, am I right?”

  Jesse settled into the saddle more. “I am. We just have to make sure she knows how much we want her.”

  “And what about Ms. Millicent? Have you cleared it with her?”

  “Nope. But what’s she going to do? Tell her she has to clear out? She won’t, knowing Carolina’s our mate.”

  “Okay. That sounds like a plan. I guess we’d better get moving so we can get back before the sun goes down.”

  * * * *

  Kruger watched Carolina and Lisa-May fuss over the horse called Queen.

  You’d think neither of them had ever seen a horse before.

  The stupid beast ambled over to eat some feed from their hands. Carolina rubbed the horse’s neck, cooing soft words to it and even laying her face against the horse’s jaw. The horse dipped its head, butting against her for more food. No one with eyes could deny that the woman and the horse shared a special bond. Carolina’s laughter rang out, drawing the attention of the hands going about their work. They smiled at the sight of the two women enjoying the beauty and feel of the horse.

  He stood back, hidden in the shadows of the setting sun. He’d expected as much from the sappy Lisa-May, but he’d hoped Carolina was made of tougher stuff. That would’ve made breaking her a lot more fun.

  No matter. She’ll end up squealing like a stuck pig in the end. If she squeals too much, I’ll shove her face into the ground and ram my dick into her ass even harder.

  His cock twitched to life just thinking about it.

  Her breasts were big enough to hang on to, and her rump was perfect for smacking. He’d grab a hunk of her hair and drag her to the ground. He’d make quick work of her clothes before he shoved his cock into her sweet, tight pussy.

  If only I could make her suck my cock.

  But the last time he’d forced a bitch do that, she’d almost chomped his dick off. He w
ouldn’t make that mistake again.

  Unless…

  He could always hold a knife to her throat while she sucked him off. If she hurt him, he’d cut her. Not enough to kill her, of course. That would let her off too easy. Still, it might be too risky. He’d slipped before, killing the girl.

  A ranch hand stopped to ask if she wanted to ride the horse. Her eyes gleamed and it was obvious she did, but she shook her head anyway.

  She was just like that bitch Wyatt and Stone had killed his brother over. Acting like she’s too good for anyone other than the men who wanted her as their mate.

  It was bad enough that men who were supposed to be working on the ranch had spent time fetching then washing her car for her, but now he had to stand around and watch her make goo-goo eyes at a damn horse. Women were good for only three things. They could cook, clean, and fuck. Everything else they did was nonsense. Damn them all to hell. He was fed up with waiting and ready to put his plan into action.

  Taking her was his ultimate goal along with slitting her throat, but why shouldn’t he have even more fun while he was at it? He could teach her a lesson all while giving her two so-called mates a warning of what was to come. Wasn’t anticipation part of the exhilaration? The thrill of torture wasn’t only in the killing of his victim, but in the actual infliction of pain, both physical and emotional. He liked his new plan even better than the first one.

  Yeah. That’s a fucking great idea.

  It made his plan more difficult to pull off, adding the element of danger that he could be discovered before he killed her, but that only made it more exciting, too. He might even kill the stupid little bitch that was helping him. Why not? He wouldn’t need her any longer.

  His inner wolf howled with glee. Was there anything better than the feel of fresh blood flowing down his throat?

  Chapter Six

  Four hours later, Charlie and Jesse were sweaty and grimy after working cattle, repairing a broken fence, and hauling hay out to the cattle.