[Pack 01.0] Defying Pack Law

by Eve Langlais

  The lead mate in a polyamorous grouping went by dominance. As alpha, Nathan, no matter what order he was marked, would end up lead mate.

  “I know. But I want to be the first to call you mine. The first to make you cry out in pleasure. The first to tell you I love you.”

  “Do you? I’m not the same girl you remember. I’m a lot more ruthless and violent than I used to be,” she admitted ruefully.

  “You call it ruthless. I see it as strength, the perfect attribute for the woman who will rule this pack at my side as mate and wife.”

  Her eyes brimmed, and she leaned up. Nathan bent to meet her, his lips claiming hers. The touch electrified him, and his already hard cock pulsed against her bare stomach. Her arms twined around his neck, hugging him to her tightly, and he returned her embrace, squeezing her nude body to his. The feel of her skin against his drove him mad with lust.

  It’s been so long . . . so long since he’d buried himself in her moist heat, the small taste of her passion the night before just a teaser. He dragged his lips from the sweetness of her mouth and down the column of her throat. She moaned as he nibbled her skin. He didn’t linger. Too long had he dreamed of this moment. He let his tongue lead the way to her breasts, and he circled her nipple, teasing her so that she gasped. His hands cupped her bottom as he bent her back. He leaned over her and took a nipple into his mouth, sucking the shriveled berry. The smell of her arousal wafted up and made him groan.

  He switched breasts, torturing her other erect nub with his mouth and teeth, tugging on it and then sucking her globe into his mouth until she cried out and her fingers dug into his shoulders, her nails biting him in a way that made his desire rage fiercer.

  With her bent backward and him folded over her, it was kind of awkward. He dropped to his knees and nuzzled her belly with his face. She clasped his hair.

  His hands spanned her buttocks, and he squeezed them as he moved his face lower to rub against her pubes, letting her scent mark him.

  Her thighs were clamped, and he pushed at their seam, parting them enough to flick his tongue out to touch her sex.

  She moaned his name.

  Encouraged by her response, he stroked her again. “Part your legs for me, baby.” With trembling limbs, she did as told, and he ducked slightly under her to open his mouth wide over her damp lips.

  She cried out, and her body buckled. He caught her with the hands on her buttocks and supported her as he tasted her. She was like honey on his tongue, and he lapped at her moist core while inhaling deeply of her fragrance, a musky aroma that made his cock strain and bob between his legs.

  He found her clit with his lips and worked it, relentlessly flicking his tongue against it back and forth, spurred on by her tightening grip in his hair.

  Her climax hit without warning. Dana wailed as she bucked in his grasp, but he held tight and plunged his tongue into her sex, enjoying the flexing of her muscles as she quivered her release.

  The shocks in her body subsided, and with one last kiss to her cleft, Nathan went to his feet. He kept his arms around her and smiled in satisfaction as she gazed up at him with heavy lids.

  “Wow,” she whispered.

  “It’s not over,” he promised, nudging her belly with his cock.

  Her eyes widened, and a shiver went through her body.

  He wanted to tell her to bend over, but at a rustling sound from the woods behind them, he instead positioned her behind him. He turned to face whomever approached.

  A mottled wolf emerged from the forest, and Nathan sighed as he recognized Jeffrey.

  Jeffrey changed, and before he spoke, Nathan knew his claiming of Dana would have to occur later.

  “The council needs to speak with you.”

  “Race you back,” Dana said before shifting behind him and springing forth with a yip.

  Jeffrey watched her bound off and had the decency to look chagrined. “Sorry. They said it was important, or I wouldn’t have interrupted.”

  “I know. Did they say what it was about?”

  Jeffrey shook his head. “Just that they needed to talk to you ASAP.”

  Nathan wondered what they wanted. Only one way to find out. “I better go because, if she beats me, I’ll never hear the end of it.”

  But he’d underestimated Dana, for she beat him to the house and blew him a saucy kiss as she strode in, stark naked.

  Nathan grinned, and his wolf yipped, the anticipation of the night exciting them. It won’t be long now until you’re mine.

  Chapter Twelve

  Dana ran up the stairs to her room, her brave immodesty of moments ago a sham to drive Nathan wild. And it had worked.

  Twelve years of abstinence had turned her into an instant wanton it seemed. Now that her sexual floodgates had opened, she couldn’t seem to stop the flow of emotions and desires swamping her. Nor did she want to. How she’d survived all those years in her sterile, lonely world she didn’t know. She did, however, realize she could never go back, not if she ever wanted to find happiness.

  And she had three men to thank for that, John with his calming presence and fleeting touches, Kody with his ribald humor and bold flirtation, and Nathan with his dominating presence and touch. Just remembering the way he’d pleasured her out in the open made her nipples tighten and her sex flood with moisture.

  What a shame about the interruption. Seeing Nathan so aroused, because of her, made her want to go find him and drag him back to the room to continue what they had begun. But a quick glance at the clock showed the dinner hour approached, and she didn’t want to shove it in John’s and Kody’s faces that she and Nathan had become intimate. Besides, she looked forward to seeing all of them.

  The hot sex and marking that would signal the beginning of her new life as part of a pack again could wait until later. The anticipation was sure to be a titillating foreplay of its own.

  She showered with a smile on her face, her hands slickly stroking her body as she recalled the afternoon’s tryst. When she came out, horny as hell, she saw bags heaped on the bed, along with a lounging Kody.

  Dana clutched her towel around her and cursed her straggly, damp hair state.

  Kody grinned. “Hmm, wet, just the way I want you.”

  She blushed at his innuendo, but her body, already aroused, responded to his words with a quiver.

  “I bought all the stuff you asked for,” he said, gesturing to the bags. “I also picked you up a couple extra things, like a few dresses and shoes.”

  “Dresses? God, it’s been a while since I’ve worn something other than pants.” She’d had no reason to dress up or indulge in feminine articles.

  “I’d prefer you naked, but there’s something to be said about unwrapping.” Kody flashed her a cocky grin.

  Dana laughed. “What am I going to do with you?”

  “Anything you want,” he replied in a serious tone.

  The intent look he tossed her way flustered her a bit. If it hadn’t been for what she’d begun with Nathan, she would have flung off her towel and shown him what she wanted—him naked. I am turning into a veritable slut. And she couldn’t care less.

  Dana approached the bed and opened the nearest bag. She pulled out some light summer frocks, along with some sandals and scraps of material that made her gasp. “You bought me thongs!”

  “Damned straight I did,” Kody said with an unrepentant leer that went well with his twinkling green eyes. “And I’m hoping you’ll wear one to dinner along with one of your new dresses ’cause, after my shower, I was planning on going barefoot.” He waggled his brows at her, and Dana laughed at his audacity.

  “You are so bad!”

  “Funny, I was going to say I was really good.”

  He came up off the bed so quickly Dana took a step back. He stood in front of her and stared down, not saying anything, but his intent was clear in his gaze. Dana’s eyes fluttered shut as he leaned in and brushed her lips with his. She moved in closer to him and parted her mouth in invitation. He didn
’t press his advantage. He tugged her lower lip between his and sucked it before letting it go and stepping back.

  “See you at dinner,” he whispered with bright eyes. “And thanks for not maiming me this time.”

  He began to walk toward the door. Dana whipped off her towel and yodeled, “Oh, Kody.”

  His head craned to look back. She licked a finger and ran it down her body. Then she winked and said, “I can’t wait.”

  His eyes widened, and still in motion, he walked into the doorjamb. He bounced back and scowled at her, even as his lips tried to tug upward into a smile. “And they say I’m the bad one.”

  She blew him a kiss, which he caught with a grin before he closed the door.

  Dana debated wearing her own clothes but, in the end, wore what Kody had chosen for her. She had to give him credit. The man had taste and an eye for size. The dress fit her perfectly and, while it hit her knee, clung to her figure in a flattering manner. She stepped into the flimsy panties, biting her lip at the strange sensation of the string-like part sliding up between her cheeks. Funny how a pair of undergarments could make her wet and cause her to blush. She ended up not wearing a bra. She liked the way her nipples protruded through the fabric when she tweaked them.

  Tonight was about seduction and changing her life. Hopefully for the better.

  Dana slipped on a pair of sandals but refrained from makeup. She wasn’t into unnatural artifice, and her wolves didn’t seem to mind. She dried and brushed her hair until it crackled and floated about her in a silken wave. She peered at herself in the mirror, stunned. Gone were the lines of tension in her forehead. Her cheeks held a pink flush. Her eyes glowed with brightness, and her lips appeared lush and full—like a woman who kept getting kissed.

  Taking a deep breath, nervous at what she planned to do later on—namely exchange marks with Nathan—she left the room. She heard the murmur of the boys’ voices as she approached the stairs, but as she descended, it got dead silent. She wondered if she’d managed to tuck her skirt into her undies or something given the way they regarded her with dropped jaws.

  “What?” she asked when she reached the bottom and they still didn’t say a word. She craned to peer behind her, but everything seemed in place.

  John recovered first and approached her to grab her hand. “You look beautiful,” he murmured. He drew her in for a chaste kiss, or at least that might have been his intention. She licked the seam of his lips and heard his breath hitch. She looked forward to the near future when she’d get to see her calm doctor lose his cool.

  “Thanks,” she murmured, her insides tingling at their brief touch.

  Kody hip checked John aside and lifted her hand to place a kiss on the palm of it—with a bit of tongue. “You are delicious-looking,” he added.

  Heat pooled between her thighs, and she knew he caught the scent of her arousal when he winked. Dana blushed even hotter.

  Nathan picked Kody up and moved him aside, which made her giggle. He then stared down at her with burning eyes.

  “What, don’t you have something to say?” she teased.

  He didn’t reply, just drew her up for a deep kiss that left her in no doubt he liked her look.

  “Hey, are you going to let her breathe anytime soon because I think your dinner is burning,” Kody announced.

  Nathan let her go, reluctantly. “Later,” he whispered.

  Dana just bit her lip and nodded. As Nathan busied himself at the oven, she allowed John to seat her, his hands lingering at her back in a way that made her want to turn in his arms for another kiss.

  “I trust you had a good workout,” John asked, sitting beside her.

  “Um, you could say that,” Dana stammered

  Kody sat across from her and smirked. “I can’t wait to work out with you.”

  Dana stuck her tongue out at him, and Kody laughed. “Don’t point that thing unless you’re prepared to use it.”

  Dana almost replied with, Who says I’m not? but held back. Until she marked all three of them, and they her, she needed to tread carefully, especially around Nathan, who seemed determined that she partner with him first.

  John’s arm rested across the back of her chair, and his fingers tickled her nape, making her all too aware of him beside her. The heat in her body made her wish she could hurry through dinner to get to the main event with Nathan—and then tomorrow with John, and then the next day with Kody. A pity she couldn’t just do them all at once.

  Dana almost sank under the table at the thought. Am I so horny that I’m ready to just jump in bed with all three of them just like that? She looked around at them, each appealing in his own right, each determined to make her happy. Actually, yes, yes I am.

  The best part about her decision to give in to her nature—and listen to her wolf—was the inner peace. She wasn’t doing this because she had to or because they were forcing her. Her decision to embark on a true mating came about because she wanted it.

  And her body craved it.

  Dinner ended up almost a repeat of the previous day’s, with the exception that there was a lot less tension between the boys. However, the touches and smiles had the same arousal-heightening effect. Dana felt drunk with all the innocent stimulation, enough that she abstained from the wine they served. With her luck it would go straight to her crotch, and she’d end up on the table begging them to take her. She wanted her first time with each to be one-on-one and special, something she could later remember as the moment she’d chosen to link her fate with a man who made her happy. Kody, despite his earlier tease of playing with her, kept his feet to himself—how unfortunate. But she knew it was out of respect for Nathan and the fact that this was to be his night. Not that it stopped them from teasing her in other ways.

  In an effort to clear her thoughts, she broached Nathan’s ill-timed phone call of earlier. “So what did the council want?” she asked, taking a bite of the decadent pasta covered in cream sauce that Nathan had prepared for dinner, along with some toasted cheese baguette.

  “Knowing we’d rescued you, they were curious to know if you’d been claimed yet.”

  “And you told them?” she urged.

  “That you would do so when you felt the time was right.”

  Dana shot him a smile, pleased with his answer. “That doesn’t sound so urgent to me.”

  Nathan shifted in his seat. “They also sent a warning that one of their trackers followed some rogues, possibly the same ones who captured you, into the area.”

  Dana froze, her fork held in midair. Fear sent icy fingers up her spine, and she bit back a whimper as the memory of the pain and despair they’d subjected her to came back to haunt her. She suffered the memory and fear only for a moment before her inner courage and the comforting presence of the men around her melted that temporary emotion. “Let me know when you’re going hunting. I’d love to be part of the group that takes those slimeballs down.”

  She saw the boys exchange a look and wanted to roll her eyes at their transparency. Like she didn’t know they’d attempt to keep her at home, where they thought it safe. Men can be so predictable. I do have to admit it is kind of cute, not to mention nice, to know I’ve got someone, make that several someones, watching my back.

  Their conversation veered by design as they distracted her from the Lycan council’s warning, but Dana made a mental note to pull out her pistol loaded with silver bullets from her duffel bag. From now on, she wasn’t going anywhere without the weapon she called The Equalizer. Brute strength and testosterone were no match for a well-placed bullet.

  Around dessert, relaxed if horny, she broached something that nagged at her. “I don’t get it. How come none of you have girlfriends? I mean you’re good-looking, young, and house-trained. You should have women lining up to leash you,” she asked, suddenly wondering in horror if perhaps they’d begun to toy with her while stringing along some other poor girl. While female Lycans were prized as mates and not available for dallying, there were dormants and widows
available, and even if human girls couldn’t carry pups, they could sate a male’s baser needs.

  John replied first. “I haven’t been with anyone in about two years now. I honestly just didn’t have any interest. I must have known you were coming.” He squeezed her thigh when he spoke.

  Nathan and Kody both groaned at his cheesy line, but Dana smiled at him. Perhaps a tad corny. Yet she liked it.

  “I never keep a regular girlfriend,” Kody boasted. “I don’t need to because, everywhere I go, women fall all over me.” Dana arched a brow at him, and Kody turned red. “Of course, that’s changed since I met you. I swear, once you mark me, I will be the most faithful wolf you ever saw. Why wouldn’t I be when you make my wolf howl without even touching me?”

  “Oh please.” Dana laughed.

  Kody’s expression turned serious. “I mean it, Dana. Since I met you, I haven’t even looked at another female, even the ones who’ve thrown themselves at me.”

  For a moment Dana saw green as the idea of women touching Kody—my man—roused a jealousy she’d never known she had in her.

  Shaking off her possessive feelings, she turned with a smile to Nathan. “And I know you haven’t been with anyone because you were looking and waiting for me.”

  Nathan shifted uncomfortably. “Um, that’s not entirely true.”

  “What do you mean?” Dana asked.

  “You left, and I wasn’t sure if I would ever see you again. And”—his eyes dropped as he fiddled with his flatware—“well, a man’s got needs.”

  She thought she misunderstood him. Surely, after all his claims of always loving her, he wouldn’t have betrayed her with another woman? “Are you telling me you’ve slept with someone else?”

  “You were gone, so yeah, I did. But they meant nothing to me. I only ever loved you.”

  Dana heard a roaring in her head, and a sharp pain gripped her heart. “They? How many women have you fucked?” The crude word slipped out, and she saw Nathan wince.

  “I don’t know, a few. But not as many as Kody. Why the hell aren’t you getting mad at him or John? It’s not like they haven’t buried their pricks in pussies other than yours.” Nathan bristled, and Dana wanted to crawl into a hole and cry at her naïveté.