Lindsey's Wolves

by Becca Jameson

  “They’re wonderful, all of them. I’m relieved and honored to be the newest addition.” Alex smiled over Lindsey’s head at Ryan.

  “I smell Chinese.” Ryan didn’t realize he was hungry before. His stomach growled and he glanced at the long inviting kitchen table covered with a multitude of take-out cartons. Bless his mom. They’d eaten lunch so long ago and not had a moment to pause and consider dinner. It was growing late now. Lindsey looked exhausted and her smile was strained.

  Ryan tugged them both to the table and sat them in a row so he and Alex flanked their mate. Amongst the laughter and questions and shouting, paper plates were passed around, food distributed, and seats taken.

  When almost a dozen mouths were stuffed with food, the noise level lowered a degree.

  Richard, Ryan’s father, sat across from them. He looked serious. “So, tell us what happened this afternoon.”

  Ryan and Alex recounted the encounter at the apartment in a few words. Richard turned to Lindsey.

  “Does anything this Pastor Stone fellow said make sense to you?”

  “No. I had no idea my grandmother had made any sort of arrangements for my future, whatever that means.”

  “Sounds like it must have had something to do directly with you turning twenty-two. Do you think?”

  “Perhaps. I just can’t imagine. Four years ago when I left the church I was just a child still in many ways. I wasn’t paying any attention to the workings of the congregation. I was just biding my time.”

  “Have you been back since?”

  “Not once. And I never intend to. Pastor Stone was always peculiar, but this is weirder than ever.” Lindsey pushed the rest of the fried rice around on her plate. “Why would they want me if I’m not even willing? Can’t they just save someone else’s soul this week?” She chuckled, though only to try and lighten the mood. Ryan knew she didn’t find the subject remotely humorous.

  Ryan’s father watched her closely. Concern was etched on his forehead. He didn’t take any threat to his family lightly, and it wasn’t in his nature to hesitate to add Lindsey and Alejandro to his mental tally of family members. “I’ll do a little more digging tomorrow. There has to be some way to find out what the hell these folks are all about.”

  “Lindsey, you must be exhausted,” Ryan’s mother stated. “Why don’t you get some sleep. You’re all safe here. We can consider this situation closer in the morning.”

  “Thank you, all of you.” Lindsey looked around at everyone as she mumbled the words, moisture pooling in her eyes before she lowered her gaze to her lap.

  Ryan bumped into Alex as they both reached an arm around her, engaged in a collective deep breath.

  “Let’s go to bed,” Ryan whispered into Lindsey’s ear.

  In moments, the three stood, said their thanks and good-nights, and headed for the west wing of the house.

  Ryan led the way and pushed the door to his suite open for the others to enter. Their bags from the back of the truck had somehow made their way to the room and sat lined up on the bed. He smiled at the thoughtfulness of his family. Any one of them would do anything for another.

  “This is your room?” Lindsey padded in and kicked off her shoes. “It’s huge.”

  “Well, it was Justin’s suite until a few years ago when he and Trevor got their own place. The two had been inseparable since childhood. They shared this group of rooms for many years. Tessa had also been in this wing, but when she got married, she and her husband built a house on the other side of the property. It’s only about a mile away.”

  He watched as she and Alex wandered around examining Ryan’s personal space. It was theirs now. He had no secrets from them.

  “Did you play football?” Alex asked, picking up a picture of Ryan from middle school.

  “For about a minute. Until people started knocking me down. Believe it or not, my mother, for as strong and matriarchal as she may appear, did not take too kindly to having her middle child pummeled on the field.”

  They kept up the examination. “You were such a cute little boy.” Lindsey held a picture of him at about age five.

  “And I’m not now?” He raised one eyebrow and sauntered her way.

  “Nope.” She set the frame down on the dresser, turned to Ryan, and backed toward the king-sized bed. “You’re the sexiest hunk I’ve ever laid eyes on, except for Alejandro, of course.”

  Ryan’s cock came to attention. She was batting her eyes at both of them as they stalked toward her.

  She gave an exaggerated yawn when her legs hit the mattress. “Well, think I’ll turn in. I’m so tired. Would you show me to my room?” Her head slanted to one side, her eyelids continuing to flutter alluringly.

  “You’re standing in it,” Ryan stated as he and Alex reached their destination, each lifting under an arm and depositing her sexy ass in the middle of the tall bed, as though choreographed.

  She giggled as they took turns tickling her and alternately peeling away her clothes. Her laughter was the sweetest music, filling the room with life and love.

  Stripped, she lay back like a goddess, her hair fanning the pile of pillows, her arms raised above her head at an angle, her legs slightly parted.

  “You’re so hot,” Alejandro’s face was flamed red when Ryan glanced his way. “Sexy as hell.”

  The modest, uneasy girl they’d met just days ago was gone. In her place was a confident sensuous woman whose body was humming with the need to be claimed.

  Her breath hitched, her chest rising and falling as Ryan and Alex flung their own clothes left and right with great haste.

  Their provocative mate just smiled at them, watching with eyes glazed over with lust. And then the little nymph licked her lips, leaned forward, and crawled seductively in their direction, her gaze darting from one to the other as though deciding whom to feast on first.

  Ryan’s heart stopped. God, he was fortunate. He’d never tire of this and hoped this honeymoon stage of their relationship never ended. If his brother and sister, and hell his parents too, were any indication, he didn’t have to worry.

  *

  Alex froze next to Ryan and held his breath. Ryan needed her even worse than Alex. Hell, Alex had been the first to have her lips wrapped around him. It wasn’t something he wanted to deny his friend.

  In a gravelly voice he barely recognized as his own, Alejandro commanded, “Suck Ryan into your mouth, mi amor. I want to watch you take him.”

  Lindsey angled herself on all fours in front of Ryan and licked a line from his balls to the jutting tip bobbing in front of him. Her ass swung provocatively behind her and Alex crawled over to grasp her cheeks with both hands, kneading them and forming them against his palms.

  Lindsey moaned and surrounded Ryan with her open mouth, sucking him in as far as she could.

  The scene unfolding before Alex was so fucking hot. Thank God no one else was sleeping in this wing of the house. Ryan groaned around the warm cavern of lips and tongue Alex remembered well.

  Ryan grasped her head with both hands. Alex knew he didn’t intend to pressure her, he just needed to brace himself before he collapsed under her tight, wet, sensuous onslaught of lips and tongue and throat.

  Lindsey began to literally purr around Ryan’s cock. She spread her legs in front of Alex and pressed back against his thighs, her body begging him to touch her. The scent of her arousal filled the room.

  Alex grazed up her body with both hands until he grasped both globes of her swinging breasts and squeezed. His dick pressed into the crack of her ass, demanding relief.

  With incredible restraint, Alex let his fingers dance along Lindsey’s stomach until he reached her center, tickled through her perfectly groomed triangle of hair, circled the little nub he knew needed attention, and finally speared into her heated wet core with two fingers.

  The moan that rent the air, surely vibrated around Ryan in a manner that would send him off the planet.

  Alex couldn’t wait another second to have her. Hell
, he’d been waiting since they left the cabin this morning.

  He grabbed his throbbing cock with one hand, dragged the tip through her wetness, and plunged into her tight heat. “God, Lin. You’re still so tight.” His words were lost in the ether as all three of them moaned.

  “I’m not going to last,” Ryan stated through gritted teeth. “Make her come, Alex.”

  Alex couldn’t even speak words of consent without breaking his needed concentration. Every brain cell was busy holding back his own orgasm. He reached around front, swirled Lindsey’s arousal around her clit, and pressed his thumb against the pulsing nub until she cried out around Ryan’s length.

  The sound, along with the rhythmic squeezing of her pussy around his cock, sent him careening over the edge, knowing Ryan was right with him. Their connection was all they needed to confirm the shared feeling of release.

  Moments later, both men collapsed sprawled across the bed. They both tugged on Lindsey until she shook them off. “Get closer. You don’t have to rip me in two.”

  “Hmm.” Alex’s cock still stood at attention, begging for another round. His skin crawled with the need to touch every inch of this woman, lick her, suck on her, taste her skin. “I’ll never get enough of you.”

  “Me neither,” Ryan agreed from the other side.

  Four hands were everywhere, fondling their woman, attempting to drive her arousal once again to new heights.

  “I need you … both.”

  Alex’s eyes popped wide, and he angled his face to gaze into her own. Without speaking, he let his eyebrows rise in question.

  Ryan too froze beside them, his head bonking into Alex’s as he positioned himself to see her expression.

  She bit her bottom lip hard. “Please. Take me. At the same time.”

  “Are you sure?” Ryan asked.

  She nodded. Alex tugged her chin with one hand. The nymph was going to draw blood. He licked her lower lip. “We don’t want you to do anything you aren’t ready for.”

  “Liar.” Her eyes danced with mirth.

  “True, but… Make sure you’re ready. Once we start the claiming, it will be … painful to stop.”

  “I’m so fucking horny. I’ve been fighting the temptation to grab you both all day. My body is screaming for more. No matter what we do, it isn’t quite enough. I need you.”

  “God, that’s sexy. Your words alone are going to make me come.”

  Ryan lay down on his back and pulled Lindsey on top of him. Alex looked into his eyes. “You okay with me inside her tight ass first?”

  “I’ll get my turn.” Ryan smiled and let his gaze wander back to Lindsey’s as she climbed on top of him, spread her legs, and lowered herself directly onto his cock, pushing all the way down with no warning.

  Alex watched Ryan’s eyes roll to the back of his head.

  With a hand on her back, Alex held Lindsey down. Her chest rose and fell with deep gasps of breath as she settled herself over Ryan’s thickness.

  “One sec.” He didn’t take a full second, just leaned across the bed, grabbed a lube from the side table, and returned to situate himself behind Lindsey, his legs straddling Ryan’s.

  With one hand on her ass, he rubbed a generous glob of lubricant around her forbidden entrance, circled the hole over and over, while he waited for her to relax against his touch. He’d done what he could to stretch and prepare her in the last two days, but this was the real deal. She was tense beneath him, unsure what to expect.

  “Eyes on me, Relax,” Ryan commanded. He soothed her with words of love, while Alex worked first one finger and then two into her tight hole.

  His dick bobbed with anticipation. He strained to keep a slow pace, stretching her, scissoring inside her with both fingers.

  When she began to press back against his hand, it was time.

  “I’m going to enter you now with my cock, Lin. Claim you. You’ll be ours, connected in every way.” He didn’t want to specifically ask the question hanging in the air; are you ready? But, for heaven’s sake he wanted to be sure she had every opportunity to deny this before he entered her.

  Above all else he never wanted to hurt her, physically or mentally, even if it meant waiting an excruciating length of time for her to be certain she wanted this.

  “Now, Alex. I’m dying here.” Her words were clear and concise.

  And he plunged into her constricted rear entrance as rapidly as he dared.

  Fully seated, he held his breath, as did the others. No sound vibrated through the air. Fuck and damn she was tight.

  “Move.”

  The lone word made his chest tighten with love.

  And then she moaned. “Both of you, for the love of all that is holy, move.” She lifted and pushed her ass as best she could between them.

  Alex pulled out until just the tip of his cock was still lodged inside her. He held her waist and brought her up with him so that Ryan, too, was removed from her warmth.

  And then he released her and both men immersed themselves inside her once again.

  “Fuck. I’m going to come. Again.” She laid her forehead on Ryan’s chest and let the rhythm the men set take her over the edge. Her orgasm was hard and ongoing. Her tight ass contracting Alex’s cock in the same way she had to be squeezing the life out of Ryan’s.

  Both men gasped and let their own respective releases take over on the tail end of Lindsey’s.

  As soon as they were spent, they froze deep inside her, smiling to each other over her body, neither willing to pull out of her warmth.

  “I could stay like this forever. Please … don’t … move … anyone.”

  Her words inside Alex’s head were the sweetest request he’d ever heard or ever would.

  “As you wish, mi amor.”

  Lindsey lifted her head and faced Ryan, breaking the eye contact between the two men.

  Not wanting to be left out, Alex added, “We will gladly stay right here for as long as you’d like.”

  Her face twisted around until her gaze landed on his, her jaw hanging open. “Fuck, that’s just weird.”

  “And my legs are tired. Do you mind if I pull out for a rest. Promise we can do it again any time you want.” Alex winked at her.

  She blushed, a deeper shade of red than the flush already covering her skin from being well-fucked.

  Alex moaned as he removed himself from her with a soft pop. “That is the sweetest ass on the planet.”

  On shaky legs, he lifted his body off the bed and padded to the adjoining bath for a wash cloth.

  Moments later he returned to find Lindsey and Ryan curled around each other and pulling the blankets out from under them. As they situated on the cool sheets beneath, Alex kneeled beside his mate and pulled her legs apart to wipe their excess lovemaking from her sexy pussy and ass.

  He tossed a second cloth to Ryan and pondered briefly how it was that the sight of another man tending to his own cock wasn’t a bone chilling experience. Whatever the case, it was nothing but sexy.

  Discarding the cloth on the side table, Alex lay down alongside the love of his life, wrapped his arm around her middle, and let his mind relax for what he hoped would be a short nap before they woke needing to repeat the experience with unbridled passion.

  Chapter 15

  Lindsey awoke gasping. She bolted upright, looked around the room, and remembered where she was. The sun was just peeking over the horizon outside, but she was alone. What woke her?

  An uneasy sensation gave her a chill. She’d been dreaming. What about?

  Lying back down, she pulled the covers over her still-naked body and closed her eyes. Sometimes she’d had weird dreams about the worship services and the parishioners of His Mighty Sword, but not usually two nights in a row. They must have really gotten to her.

  Something niggled in the back of her mind. What? Flashes of her days of attending the cult-like chapel swam around in her head.

  Where were the guys?

  “Lin? You up? We’re at the barn. Tho
ught we’d be back before you awoke.” Ryan’s words made her shiver anew. How was she ever going to get used to this telepathy thing?

  “Hey, babe. Go back to sleep. It’s early still. We felt we should help out around here. We’ve both been slacking for a few days,” Alex soothed. Even in her mind his Latin accent reverberated.

  “I’m fine, boys. Do what you need. I’ll just go hunt down some coffee. If you left me any clothes around here…” She glanced around the room with a smile and spotted her bag on a chair.

  “Clothes? Shit, Alex, I knew we forgot something. Why didn’t we think to leave her nothing to wear?”

  “Ha, ha. Get back to work so you have more time for my insatiable needs later.”

  “Don’t tease, cariña. You’ll wreck our concentration.”

  She wasn’t teasing. Jeez, when would this ridiculous need to have sex every hour of the day subside? Climbing from the bed, she nearly stumbled when two men moaned into her mind.

  “It’ll take some time, but, hon … please try to block some of those thoughts from us. We’ll never get a damn thing done if you torture us with your voracious libido all day. Alex is blushing. I think he’s—”

  She didn’t even want to know how a thought could get cut off. Alex probably tackled him to the ground, knowing them.

  As soon as she pulled on shorts and a T-shirt, Lindsey headed for the kitchen where she found both Nancy Masters and Tessa already at the table.

  Nancy stood and pulled out a chair. “Morning, Lindsey. I hope you slept well?”

  Tessa sucked in a breath, jumped up and squealed like a kid at Christmas. She knocked her chair over backward in her mad dash to tug Lindsey into a huge hug.

  What the hell? It was one thing for these people to be up so early, another for them to be so chipper about it, but on an entirely different plane for them to be downright excited just because Lindsey came into the room.

  “Um, morning?” She peered around Tessa and raised her eyebrows at Nancy.

  “Tessa, hon. Give her some space. She has no idea what you are excited about. You’re going to embarrass her.”