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Hell, he’d follow her anywhere. Take her anywhere too.
“About Tala.” Arlin talked fast before Lupe got close enough to hear. Now, while they were hot but not boiling over. “She figures into this, but not the way you might think. Tala was meant for someone else. I wasn’t anyone’s. I wasn’t good enough. Too young. Too aimless. If I wasn’t good enough for Tala, how could I be good enough for you?”
“Well, if you think that you are stupid. You’re not—how did you put it?—my backup for anything. You’re the only one I would want in my bed or my life forever. You belong to me now.” Ruth kept her finger brushing against him. Her voice turned teasing. “You may not be smart, but you are sort of sexy, so I’m willing to give you a try.”
He pulled her up to her feet. “I’ll do my best, old lady. Let’s try not to scare anyone before we’re done.”
“I packed everything as soon as Mrs. Tala agreed…” Lupe paused and looked at them both. “What?”
“Come on, then. It’s time for some pack bonding.”
“Here?” Lupe’s voice rose. If Arlin wasn’t mistaken, so did Lupe’s cock.
“What do you mean?” Ruth asked.
Arlin took a closer look at Lupe’s pants. Shit. Since it appeared he was going to have a pack, he might do a lot worse than having Lupe in it. The omega looked big all over.
“Yeah, Lupe, right here. And you’ll love it, Ruth. Once you get over the shock.”
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Considering that they were locked in the women’s bathroom—Arlin could be so literal—with her ass against the sink and her heels closed around his waist, Ruth expected something much rougher.
But Arlin surprised her yet again.
It wouldn’t have mattered how they did it, because once he said he was taking her, with that look in his eyes, she was lost. But Arlin was claiming her slowly, his mouth gentle, his strokes slow, so slow, that she slid even further into that mix of lust and love only Arlin could give.
And now there was Lupe. They’d started with him as the appetizer. When she’d unbuttoned his pants, he’d looked at her as if his knees were barely holding him up.
She stroked the cock under her hands, testing. Arlin spit into his hand before his fingers probed Lupe’s asshole. Lupe moaned.
“I haven’t had sex in weeks. You’re gonna kill me if you do that, sir, because I really want to hang on until… Oh, God. Yeah, give me a minute. Please.”
If Arlin wasn’t going to wait for foreplay, Ruth wouldn’t either. She squeezed Lupe’s cock.
Lupe moaned again, already beyond speech.
She traced the precum already leaking from his cock, slid her finger against his slit. He cupped his balls, whether to hold his release in or let it out she wasn’t sure, and moaned again.
“Quiet,” Arlin ordered.
Lupe panted, keeping his eyes on Ruth. Then he jerked as Arlin found what he was looking for.
Ruth licked her lips as she traced the vein that was throbbing against her hand.
“That looks so…tasty,” she whispered.
Lupe’s eyes went wide right before his face contorted. “Oh holy shit!”
He shot into her hand, a thick stream of cum, his teeth biting hard into his lip to keep from crying out. They looked down.
“I can do better. I swear. I-I didn’t expect you to do that.” Lupe cleared his throat. “Either of you.”
“Next time.” Arlin stepped from behind him.
And then Arlin had been inside her, giving her everything. His face was intent and serious, staring at her. Under that look she suddenly felt like she was the most beautiful and desirable woman in the world. Because that was what she saw reflected in his expression.
But he was the one who was desirable. His body, that beautiful, long, lean body, was holding her tightly and his cock was hitting exactly the places that made her squirm.
She clamped her mouth tight, trying not to whimper. Trying not to say—
“I love you.” He said the words out loud that she hadn’t.
She opened her eyes and looked into his. So warm.
He kissed her and then licked his lips at the taste. And she came. Done.
And, as easily as that, he came after her, shuddering and clutching her body, pulling out in time for his own cum to spurt out over her.
“I’m yours. As much as you’re mine, love.” He kissed her. “Always, anyplace, anywhere.”
“I guess so, seeing as we’re here.” She looked around her at the less-than-romantic setting and decided it didn’t matter where. He was right. They belonged.
Arlin took her hand, touched her clit apparently to make sure even more white shocks jittered through her system while he bent his head to lick her hand and what lay there.
“Come here, you.” He didn’t look at Lupe as he spoke but Lupe was there in a split second, licking her hand as well.
“What are you doing?”
“Bonding. We’re a pack now. Taste.” He lifted her hand to her mouth and she swirled the salty flavor around her mouth, savoring the three of them on her own tongue.
“Yes.” Ruth sighed it out.
“Absolutely yes.” Lupe spoke up.
“Perfect.” She patted Lupe on the cheek just to watch him blush with delight. Threesomes where the men were bonded to her showed a great deal of promise.
Arlin peeked out into the hall and slid his hand in hers to tug her back into the restaurant. Lupe trotted behind, the warmth of his hand against her back. She prayed no one had looked at them too closely. They knew her here and she was obviously part of a trio. A well-fucked trio.
“Now you’re embarrassed. I like that. You’re all wrapped up tight for me to untie.” He looked at her. “My parents are going to enjoy you.”
She was an idiot to blush. This was what she’d wanted ever since she met Arlin, down to being the center of two men’s attention.
“We’re going home to meet the family again?”
“Yeah. And take care of Hunt until he’s ready to take charge. Do the usual backup. I don’t know what I’ll do after that. Let you be a vet while I figure it out, I suppose.” He bent over to kiss her, hard.
“I love you. I think I forgot to say that.”
Arlin’s smile was wide and cheeky. “No worries. I already figured that out too. Besides, I can fuck the words out of you if I need to.”
“Mr. Romance you aren’t.”
“Weres don’t do romance well. I told you.”
“I’ll survive.”
Loose Id Titles by Treva Harte
Carry On
Circle of Three
Cole for Christmas
His Best Man
Leftovers
More than Breathless
Never Never Land
Silent Partner: I Heart That City
The Wildling
Why Me?
Wicked
Witness to the Wedding
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The ALPHA Series
Walk Away
Stay
Home
Beg
Heal
Hunted Down
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The CHECKMATE Series
King in Check
King’s Gambit
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The INSIDE OUT Series
Maxxed Out
Inside Daniel
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“Twelve Nights of Christmas”
Part of the anthology Nicely Naughty
With MaryJanice Davidson and Lani Aames
Treva Harte
Treva Harte lives near a city with many, many attorneys. Thanks to Loose Id and her writing, she is now able to be a recovering attorney and spends her time writing, editing, and dealing with a hyperactive husband (he says he’s just very energetic.) She is also co-owner and Editor-in-Chief of the e-publishing company Loose Id.
She and her husband both like writing in whatever time they have left, so they often fight over—sorry, since he is still
a practicing attorney they NEGOTIATE—keyboard time. No wonder Treva’s particular brand of sensual romance is a bit offbeat and usually mixed with fantasy.
Treva is multi-published with several e-publishers in print and e-book, a member of RWA, PAN, Passionate Ink, Rainbow Writers, and EPIC, and winner of the CAPA 2003 award in the “Erotic Fantasy Romance” category.