Rowena's Triple Threat

by Maia Dylan

  The smile that bloomed across Angel’s face when Chris said that everything was fine with the baby could have lit up the state of Texas, and Chris stood staring into her face with such a look of longing that Rowena had felt an ache in her own heart at the sight.

  “So, you want to get rid of me so you’re free to get your freak on without me having to hear it all night long, right?” Angel had teased the night before.

  True to form, her face began to glow bright red. “Well, no… I mean… its more that I…” Rowena let out a huff. “Yeah, I do.” Faith had fallen off the bed laughing, the bitch, but the two of them had taken pity on her, and Angel was now at Faith’s for a girly afternoon and a sleepover and wouldn’t be back until tomorrow.

  It was late afternoon, and Rowena had dinner in the oven ready to go, and she was soaking in the tub in a vanilla and honeysuckle scented bath bomb that she had brought from Xanthe. Hell, even Xanthe had given her a leering eyebrow wiggle when she had purchased it this morning. So everyone knew she was going to try to seduce three younger men. How embarrassing could that get, right?

  She jumped as a noise came from her bedroom. “Baby?” she heard Chase call from the other side of the bathroom door, and Rowena sank a little farther into the water. “We’ve got the wood samples for the café counter. You wanna come down when you’re finished and have a look?”

  Rowena was about to answer that she would, when her inner minx and devil spun an interesting thought in her mind that had her lifting a little out of the water so that her nipples were just above the water line. Taking a deep breath for courage, she called out, “Chase, can you come in here and help me out for a minute?” Rowena felt her heart start to beat faster. There was a pause on the other side of the door.

  “Ummm, in the bathroom?” Chase sounded hesitant, and Rowena grinned, knowing that she had thrown him.

  “Yeah.” Damn, who knew her voice could sound so sultry! “Just open the door and come on in.”

  The door handle turned and it opened a crack. “Baby, are you OK? What do you need?” He hadn’t opened the door and just stood talking through the gap. Could he not hear the whole shit ton of sultry wanton come-hitherness in her voice?

  “Just come in here for a moment, Chase.” Rowena did the best Marilyn Monroe voice impression she could, pouring all the vixen she had into her voice.

  “Babe, are you feeling OK? You sound funny.” Rowena closed her eyes. What the hell!

  Rowena sighed. She was going to have to be a little more specific. “Chase”—her voice filled with exasperation—“I am trying really hard to get you to come in here, pluck my naked self from this bath, call for your brothers, and take me to bed, but obviously you either aren’t interested or can’t read ‘come fuck me’ signals for shit!” Rowena startled as the door suddenly swung open and she gasped at the sight that met her.

  All three of the Greyson brothers stood there, wearing nothing but their jeans, staring at her with a heat that, despite the temperature of the water, made her shiver. Good lord, she had never seen anything so damn erotic as the three of them. Wyatt stood at the front, and had been the one to open the door. She got to see the tattoo again. That still teased her and her eyes scanned over it, then Wyatt flexed his pecs and her eyes flew to his, and his smirk said it all. He knew she thought that tattoo was hot.

  All three of them had sculpted chests and abs that went on forever, their biceps and shoulders an obvious testament to the amount of hard labor their work involved. She was looking forward to running her hands over their arms and shoulders to feel the muscles shift beneath her fingers. Well, to be honest she was looking forward to running her hands pretty much everywhere and anywhere on these men.

  “What was that you were saying about ‘come fuck me’ signals, baby?” Chase grinned and Rowena realized that perhaps they had been planning this for today as well, so wanting them to feel as off-kilter as she did, she pushed up to stand in the water, never taking her gaze from the three men. Not doing anything to hide or soften the need she knew would be shining in her eyes.

  “I think I’m pretty clear what I’m signaling now, Chase.” She went to step carefully out of the bath and smiled as Wyatt shot forward to help her over the edge of the bath. She smiled at Luke as he handed her a towel and then felt her arousal rise as the three of them watched as she slowly dried off her body. She was loving the fact that they made sounds of need whenever she ran the towel over all the girl parts that men tended to adore. Then, dropping the towel to the floor, she reached up to release her hair from her clip and enjoyed the fact that the move drew their eyes to her breasts, all three of them licking their lips. “The question is what are y’all going to do about it?”

  * * * *

  Wyatt’s arousal redlined. When Chase had come up with the idea of lighting candles and placing flowers in her room and waiting for to get out of the bath and then seducing her gently, Wyatt had agreed, even though it went against his dominant nature. He realized in that moment that he was prepared to do anything to win their mate. Now, knowing that she wanted them as much as they did her, all bets were off.

  He moved forward and lifted her up against him, groaning when she wrapped her toned legs around his waist, pressing her wet pussy against his stomach. “Well, Red, we’re going to take you into that bedroom and make you scream with pleasure a time or twelve, you OK with that?” Wyatt watched as she nodded and her eyes darkened and he walked into her room and over to the custom-made bed Cody had made for her. He pressed against her legs and encouraged her to stand.

  “God, baby.” Chase was standing just behind her, his gaze riveted to her ass. “You are all kinds of hot, and your ass is just begging to be worshipped.” Rowena’s eyes closed for a moment when Chase palmed her ass cheek and gave it a squeeze. Wyatt ran his gaze down over her body. Her breasts were perfect, nipples rosy pink and hard. He reached out and thrummed his thumb against one of them, loving that she pushed them out toward him on a whimper.

  “Fuck, Rowena, you are so responsive, baby,” Wyatt rasped, his cock swelling and pressing against his zipper. Wincing, he grabbed the zipper of his jeans and slid it down, almost groaning in relief when his dick fell free. Pulling his jeans off, he dropped to his knees before her. He looked at her pussy, loving that it was so neatly trimmed, just a small landing strip of red hair that pointed the way to nirvana. He leaned in, and inhaled. “God, darlin’,” he groaned. “You smell so delicious. Are you wet for us?”

  “Yeah, Wyatt, I am.” Rowena panted a little. “I’ve been dripping wet for all three of you for the past three days.”

  He lifted her left leg to lay her thigh over his shoulder loving that she reached out a hand to each of his brothers to help hold her steady, pulling them in close to her. Both of them wrapped an arm around her, holding her up and stroking her beautiful soft skin. Wyatt made a mental note to buy out Xanthe’s entire stock of whatever the vanilla stuff was that she had been bathing in. The scent was driving him wild and her skin was so damn soft. Using his right hand, he parted the soft lips of her pussy and swept his flattened tongue up and over her clit.

  “Oh shit, Wyatt.” Rowena gasped and he felt her leg start to tremble. Luke must have felt it, too, because he moved into her and basically took her weight so that she sagged against him. And then, knowing that she was in no danger of falling, he dived in and took his fill. Thrusting his tongue into her pussy as high as it would go, and then flicking it against her clit making her jerk uncontrollably. He pushed two fingers inside her and began to fuck her with his fingers, growling against her flesh as her hot cream flowed freely from her pussy. He felt her start to quiver around his tongue—she was close.

  He looked up to see his brothers staring into Rowena’s pleasure-ravaged face. Fucking hell she was beautiful when she was caught firmly in the path of an oncoming orgasm that Wyatt could feel was massive as it built within her. Chase reached out and tugged firmly on her nipple, just as Wyatt pulled her clit into his mouth and sucked. Ro
wena threw her head back, screaming as her body convulsed and his mouth filed with her cream. He swallowed every drop, staying with her through the throes of her orgasm, growling softly against her skin, loving that she gently rolled her hips against his mouth, dragging her pleasure out further.

  When she sagged back against Luke, Wyatt pushed to stand up in front of her, licking his lips, not wanting to waste a single drop. Her eyes darkened as she watched him. “Jesus Christ, Wyatt, you are so damn good at that.” Rowena’s voice was harsh and she dragged air into her lungs. Wyatt’s wolf preened.

  “Oh hell, no,” Chase grumbled as he suddenly lifted Rowena out from between his brothers and laid her on her bed. He threw himself down so that he lay between her thighs which he spread wider. “It’s on now! If you think he can rock your world”—Rowena nibbled on her bottom lip and pushed up so that she was up on her elbows, watching his brother intently—“then I’m about to send you into orbit!” Then Chase placed his mouth on her pussy, and Rowena groaned and threw her head back.

  “Fuck, Chase, you are one competitive son of a bitch,” Wyatt grumbled down their link as he moved to lie on one side of her, looking at Luke as he took her other side. “Let’s show her what it’s like to have three men love on her at the same time.” Luke nodded.

  Wyatt slid his hand up her body to her breast, smiling as he noticed that Luke mirrored his move. “Oh God, it’s too much.” Rowena whimpered as she flopped back to lie on the bed. Wyatt lowered his head and pulled her nipple into his mouth, drawing strongly on it. He felt Rowena’s hand slide into his hair, tugging gently, and taking that as a hint he drew on her nipple rhythmically and strummed her nipple with his tongue in between. She arched up of the bed, pushing her breast into his mouth, making him groan.

  He pulled back and let Luke have a turn driving her crazy, using his fingers to tweak her nipple, keeping her on stimulation overload. Then she suddenly arched up off the bed with a scream and Wyatt heard Chase groan as no doubt she flooded his mouth as she had his. Rowena thrashed as much as she could with three big-ass wolf shifters crowding her to the bed before she collapsed back again. Chase pushed back to kneel up and Wyatt saw that his eyes were slightly glazed.

  “Oh shit, please, fuck me, please,” Rowena was still trembling between them and all three of them grinned. Their mate loved to come, and he and his brothers loved making her come. Wyatt could tell that their future was going to be filled with a lot of time spent in bed.

  “Or on the floor,” Chase added with a grin, and Wyatt realized he had spoken down their link inadvertently. Damn, his woman did a hell of a number on his control!

  “Or against the wall,” Luke added with a smirk.

  “Hell, on any flat surface or standing, all the same to me.” Wyatt grinned then nodded at Chase. It was time to take this up a notch and make sure their mate knew whom she belonged to, and prove that they belonged to her just as much.

  * * * *

  “Rowena, darlin’.” Wyatt lowered his tone and Rowena shivered at the sound of his voice. God, he had this way of talking to her that had her trembling with need. “Chase is going to fuck you first, honey. He’s going to take you slow and steady and make you feel real good.” He nodded at Chase, who fell on her like a starving man would fall on a steak dinner. Rowena giggled as he nuzzled his cheek into her neck.

  Rowena’s breath caught in her throat as she felt Chase press the blunt head of his cock against her entrance, and then with two small shifts of his hips he slid home inside her, making them both moan. Holy God, he felt so good. Then, true to Wyatt’s words, he started a slow and steady rhythm that had her lifting her legs to press her feet against the mattress and pushing her hips up to meet his thrusts, trying to get him to move faster.

  “I can tell you want Chase to move faster, Red.” Wyatt’s voice floated to her on a sea of sensation. His deep throaty rasp had her quivering. “But he is gonna stay nice and steady.” The fog in her mind cleared enough to realize that they obviously had a plan, and although she appreciated a plan, she had a feeling that she would love seeing them all lose control even more, so she stilled her hips and concentrated on squeezing her internal muscles each time Chase pulled out.

  “Jesus Christ!” Chase shouted into the room, thrusting hard back into her, and Rowena bit her lip in pleasure. As he went to slowly withdraw she squeezed him again and she felt his arms start to tremble a little.

  “Wyatt,” Chase spoke through gritted teeth, more affected than Rowena had thought. “She’s squeezing the life out of me. I gotta move.” Rowena grinned in victory as he started to move faster, but the win was short-lived as Wyatt shuffled closer to her, and Luke pulled her up so that she was off the mattress and angled toward Wyatt. Her fleeting thoughts of victory were wiped clean when she saw the satisfaction clear on Wyatt’s face.

  “OK then, Red,” he murmured in that deep voice that got her every damn time. “I think you need some distracting, so show me how much you want us, darlin’.” Then he was feeding his cock into her open mouth. Damn, he tasted like the best kind of decadence and she sucked him down, hard. From the harshness of his moan, that was exactly how he liked it. She pulled up off him with a long, drawing suck and then flicked her tongue against the slit in the head, growling in satisfaction when he threw his head back with a moan and clasped the back of her head.

  “Fuck, baby, you look good sucking cock and from the look on Wyatt’s face, you have a mouth made for loving us like that.” Luke’s deep voice came against her neck and she felt him twisting and tugging gently on her nipples, making her whimper. She concentrated for a few minutes on driving Wyatt crazy, letting him set the pace with the hand on her head, trusting that he wouldn’t hurt her, and reached a hand out to massage his balls.

  “Aww, shit darlin’! Yeah, roll them in your hand, Red. Fuck! Your mouth is so damn hot, and wet… you, Red, you got me… take me down, darlin’, take me, take every fucking drop!” Then he was shooting down her throat and she swallowed quickly, not willing to lose a drop. She suddenly felt Chase start to pound against her, adding a twist at the end of his thrust that caused him to rub against her clit. After the third thrust she pulled off Wyatt, having taken everything he had, and screamed. She heard Chase roar her name at the same time and felt him jerk against and inside her, filling her with his hot cum.

  She felt her body thrashing and quaking with pleasure before she came down from her orgasm. Her third so far. Third! So far! Boy, with every other man she had been with she was lucky to get off once, but these three had her triggered and ready to go in minutes. She gripped Chase’s shoulders from where he had fallen against her, breathing heavily into her neck.

  “Mmmm baby.” Rowena heard the deep satisfaction in Chase’s voice and couldn’t stop the satisfied grin that matched it from forming on her own face. “That was out of this world.” He pressed up to look her in the eye, then kissed her sweetly on her forehead, and she closed her eyes at the sting of tears. It was such a sweet move and so typical of Chase. Then he pulled gently out of her, and all the nerve endings in her pussy came to life with a roar at the feeling. She turned her head to look at Luke, who was lying next to her, his hand firmly gripped around his dick.

  “Luke,” she moaned and he breathed deep and she saw him squeeze his dick, hard.

  “Fuck, baby, watching you come like that was the hottest damn thing I have even seen in my life.” His voice was thick with desire and she could see flashes of blue in his gaze. She rolled to the side and pushed against his shoulder so that he was lying flat on his back. She moved so she could throw her leg over his hips and reveled in his shudder of pleasure as her wet pussy grazed the tip of him. She placed her hand over his where it squeezed the base of his dick and then positioned him so she could feel him against the lips of her sensitive pussy.

  “I’m gonna ride you slow for a bit, honey.” Rowena didn’t recognize her own voice, and it was so filled with need and desire she sounded sexy! “Nice and slow at first, then when
you’re ready, you just let me know, then I’m gonna ride you hard.” She growled the last word and heard him moan as she swiveled her hips and dropped down on him slowly. Twisting her hips as she went. His hands shot to her hips, gripping her strongly, helping her to set a steady pace that was guaranteed to take them both into oblivion. For the first time Rowena was glad she had a little more booty than a lot of women, because Luke squeezed a little and moaned as he rubbed her hips and pressed his fingers into the cheeks of her ass.

  “Fuck, Red,” Wyatt spoke from beside them and she turned to see him watching from beside them, slowly stroking his cock. Although he had already come once, it looked like he was ready and waiting for round two. Keeping his gaze for a second, she arched her back and brought her hands up and into her hair, lifting herself steadily up and down on Luke, never losing the rhythm, arching her back she heard three male moans in the room and started to ride Luke a little harder. Rowena dropped her gaze to meet Luke’s and loved that they were blue. Knowing that she turned him on so much his wolf had pressed to the fore as well.

  “OK, princess,” Luke growled. “Take me.” She grinned at him as she dropped her hands to his chest, pushing her fingers into the muscles there, spreading her knees a little wider. Then she lifted her hips before slamming them down, without pausing she lifted them again, her hips in constant movement. Faster and faster she moved, her hips slamming into his.

  “Fucking hell!” Luke grunted, his back arching up off the mattress, all the muscles in his neck standing out in stark contrast. Damn he was beautiful. When his eyes flew open and he narrowed them at her, she realized that she had said that out lout.