Laurie's Wolves

by Becca Jameson

  Corbin didn’t take long. He gave one final thrust, held himself deeply embedded in her ass, and groaned loudly through his release. When he was done, he pulled out quickly and sat back on his heels to smooth his hands over her pinkened ass cheeks. “That’s so fucking sexy, babe. Can you take a few more swats?”

  She hesitated and then nodded. “Yes.” The word was almost too soft to hear.

  Corbin spanked her four times—quick sharp slaps that resounded loudly in the room and left her butt pinker than before. When he was done, he hauled himself to his feet and reached down to lift their mate off the ground.

  With ease, he cradled her limp body against his chest and took long strides to carry her through the room and down the hall.

  Zach followed behind them. While Corbin set her on her feet in the bathroom, Zach turned on the shower. He held his hand under the spray of water and waited for it to heat.

  Laurie’s eyes were glazed, and she didn’t appear to have the energy to stand on her own. She stepped her feet together and groaned.

  “Don’t,” Corbin commanded sharply.

  She whipped her eyes open wide once more, her lips falling apart. “I…”

  “Don’t get to come until I say so,” he added.

  She closed her mouth and swallowed, nodding subtly.

  The water was warm enough. Zach opened the shower door and stepped inside.

  Corbin led Laurie in behind him. “Face the wall. Hands on the tile above your head. Legs spread wide.”

  Laurie shook while she did as he told her.

  Zach’s cock jumped back to attention. Jesus, the fellow was insatiable.

  And this wasn’t surprising.

  He watched her swallow and then lick her lips. Her amazing nipples were stiff and pointed. “Step closer to the wall,” he said, improvising on Corbin’s commands.

  She inched her feet toward the tile.

  Zach pressed on her shoulder blades until her nipples were smashed against the cold tile.

  She moaned. God almighty, his sweet sexy mate moaned. She even rubbed her breasts up and down the tile several inches.

  Zach stopped her with a firmer press into her back. “Stay still, imp.” He couldn’t keep the grin from his face. Who would have thought his mate would be so submissive? Maybe her brief stint away from home wasn’t such a bad thing after all. Not if this side of her—and him for that matter—was the result.

  Corbin grabbed the shampoo and poured some into his hand. He worked a lather into their mate’s hair and then spread the suds down her back and over her pink ass.

  She winced and lifted onto her tiptoes at the contact.

  Zach worked the bar of soap all over his own body as he watched the show.

  Her arousal continued to grow, reaching a new height when Corbin washed her legs from the feet up until he swiped his hand between her parted thighs. He didn’t linger. There was no way to keep her from coming. She was way too close.

  Zach finished washing himself and then took over for Corbin, smoothing his palms up Laurie’s belly and over her breasts as he tugged her a few inches from the wall.

  Corbin washed fast. He angled the showerhead over Laurie’s hair and rinsed the suds from her body. Seconds later, he opened the glass door without a word and stepped out. He took Laurie’s hand, his face a mask of frustration.

  Zach wasn’t sure what he had in mind, but without touching a towel, he led their mate into the master bedroom and over to the bed. He grabbed her by the waist, tossed her on her ass, and then tugged her by the feet until her butt cheeks rested on the edge of the mattress.

  Corbin wrapped his hands around Laurie’s thighs, pressed them high and wide, and leaned his face down to hover over her pussy. “You’re such a temptress.”

  She breathed heavily, her head rolling back and forth on the bed, her hands fisting the sheets at her sides.

  Zach wanted her pussy as badly as Corbin, and he nudged the man out of the way, traded places with him, and held her open even wider. He didn’t just inhale her scent, he buried his face between her legs and sucked her entire pussy into his open mouth.

  Laurie screamed.

  Corbin started speaking. “If you ever pull a stunt like that again…”

  Zach flicked his tongue over her clit and then bit down on the swollen nub gently.

  Laurie bucked into his face.

  “Stop,” Corbin said.

  Reluctantly, Zach lifted his mouth and turned his head to find Corbin staring down at Laurie’s face. “You going to run from us again?”

  She shook her head.

  “What?”

  “No.”

  “Did you masturbate while you were gone?”

  “I tried.” Her cheeks flamed a deep red.

  A smile spread across Corbin’s face. “Couldn’t come, could you?”

  “No,” she whispered. “It was awful.”

  “Like now?”

  She nodded. “Yes.”

  “Bet you’d like to come now,” he continued, reaching for her nipples and pinching them between his fingers.

  She arched her back and moaned. “Please…”

  “Promise you won’t leave us again.”

  “I won’t. I swear.”

  “My cock was super pissed.”

  She met his gaze and then giggled. Giggled.

  “My pussy was pissed too.”

  Zach licked a line up through her pussy and over her clit. “I didn’t like it much myself.”

  “Sorry.” She lifted her head slightly, meeting her chest with her chin.

  “You want to come?” Corbin asked.

  “God, please…” Her head flopped against the mattress again.

  “Suck her,” he said to Zach. “Make sure she never forgets this orgasm.”

  Zach thrust his tongue into her pussy as far as he could and then sucked her hard, drawing her clit into his mouth and milking it with his lips.

  Laurie stiffened. Her hands flew to his head, and she threaded her fingers into his hair. “Oh God.”

  He could taste her need. Her scent was intoxicating. Her arousal filled his mouth, making him crave her more.

  When she lifted her pussy off the bed, he heard her intake of breath and sucked harder. She came into his mouth with a rush of her female ejaculation, the sweet taste making his knees weaken.

  Before she was completely finished, Zach ripped his mouth from her pussy and tugged Corbin into his spot. “Make her come again.”

  She winced as Corbin pressed on her thighs and buried his face in the spot Zach had just suckled. “Can’t…” Her head lifted and she tried to scoot back on the bed.

  Corbin held her tighter.

  “You can, baby.” Zach stroked his fingers across her nipples. He danced them around and around her areolas in circles until goose bumps rose on her skin, and then he teased his way up to her mouth and pressed his pointer between her lips. “Suck.”

  Laurie wrapped her sweet mouth around his finger and drew it inside. She moaned around the tip. And then her mouth went slack, and Zach lowered his gaze to find Corbin had one arm across her belly, holding her down. The other was between her legs, and he pumped his fingers in and out of her pussy.

  “Come for Corbin, baby.”

  She gritted her teeth and grabbed the bedding in her fists again.

  “That’s it.” Zach brushed her hair from her forehead and smoothed the lines around her eyes. “Come.”

  He loved watching his woman come, and this time was spectacular. Her thighs shook as she blew out a long breath. Her chin started shaking too, as if she were cold. She lost all control of her limbs and face as her body did what it was meant to do—orgasm.

  When she was finally spent and her body relaxed into the mattress, Zach leaned over her and kissed both her nipples gently. “Beautiful.”

  A slow smile spread across her lips.

  Zach tucked his hands under her arms and hauled her farther up the mattress so he could lie next to her.

 
Corbin climbed up and did the same on her other side. He flung a hand across her belly.

  Her legs remained splayed open, shaking. “I think I died.”

  “I think you killed us both,” Corbin muttered into her hair. “Don’t do it again,” he repeated for the millionth time.

  “Hmm,” was the only sound she made.

  “Laurie,” Zach warned.

  She blinked at him and shrugged. “I don’t know. That was so fucking hot. Maybe I should leave you once a month. We could play chase.”

  Corbin lifted onto his elbow and stared down at her. “Babe, if you want to play chase, you can shift and run from us in the mountains. I promise to give you a head start, catch you, shift in the woods, and fuck you until you can’t think. I’ll even spank your ass too if that’s what you want. But don’t ever get in your car and drive away from us again. We won’t make it nearly as pleasant the next time.”

  She lifted a brow.

  Zach knew where Corbin was headed. “We can easily take you several times without letting you have the relief you crave, baby. Don’t test that theory.”

  She sobered, swallowed, and nodded. “Got it.”

  A second later, her eyes glazed over. Someone was communicating with her. Zach watched her pupils dilate as she licked her lips. A minute went by.

  Finally, she bolted to sitting and came fully back to herself. “We have to go.”

  “What?” Corbin sat upright.

  “They need us at the resort.” She scooted off the bed. “It’s snowing again. Coming down hard. It’s deep. About two hundred people are trapped at the lower lodge. Most of the guests left, but not all. And the entrance isn’t passable.” She turned toward Zach as she ran across the room and grabbed a pair of her jeans from the floor. “Your parents are there, Sharon, several employees, and Melinda with Trace and Keegan, but they need more hands.”

  “Jesus, it’s already three in the afternoon. We were having sex that long?”

  Corbin chuckled as he came up behind Laurie and grabbed the jeans, dropping them back to the floor. “We can’t get there by car, babe. We’ll have to shift.”

  She nibbled her lip. “Shit. Didn’t think of that. How will we explain our arrival?”

  Zach stood. “No idea. We’ll figure it out when we get there. Tell Melinda we’re on the way and have her meet us at the south entrance with clothes. That’s an employee-only entrance at the back of the locker room.”

  Chapter Twenty

  Laurie shivered with cold as Melinda opened the door to the locker room and let the three of them inside. They were all in wolf form, unwilling to shift as long as it wasn’t necessary. They would have risked losing a toe or two if they had to stand in that snow in human form very long naked.

  Melinda pointed at a pile of clothes on the bench behind her and spoke quietly. “Place is packed. I told everyone you three were coming, that you had abandoned your car about a half mile away, and you were back here changing into dry clothes.”

  Laurie shifted first, and then stood before her sister naked. “Thanks. Perfect. We’ll be right out.”

  Melinda nearly jogged from the room.

  Corbin and Zach shifted simultaneously beside her.

  All three of them were dressed and reasonably warm in less than a minute. They rushed from the locker room to join the family and all the stranded guests in the main section of the lodge. The resort didn’t have rooms for spending the night. It was simply a ski lodge, which meant all these people had rooms in town at the various hotels. They would need to huddle together for the night with few provisions in the form of blankets or other comforts.

  Zach had filled her and Corbin in on the basics telepathically as they’d made their way through the thick snow to get to the lodge.

  Food was not an issue. Neither was heat. There was an enormous wood-burning fireplace on one wall, so even if they lost electricity, the fire would heat the room to a manageable temperature.

  Carlie greeted them, waving from the kitchen area as they entered the room. “Laurie. So glad you’re here. Can you give me a hand back here?”

  Laurie glanced at her mates and then rushed to help Zach’s mom with food.

  Carlie gave her a brief hug. “You okay, hon?”

  “Yeah. Sorry to be such a crazy woman. I thought… Well, it doesn’t matter what I thought now.” She smiled at Carlie whose face portrayed nothing but understanding. She decided to change the subject. “Does this happen often?”

  Carlie shook her head. “No. It’s happened a few times over the years, but not usually so early in the day.” She shrugged. “When the snow starts coming down hard, sometimes the road gets impassable fast. It’s not unheard of. But there’s no way for the snowplows to keep up with it when it’s this thick and falling this fast. As soon as it stops, the city will have us cleared out quickly, but until then, we hunker down.”

  “Could be all night then?”

  “Probably. I’d bet by morning they will be able to get in with snowplows.”

  Melinda came around the counter, holding a pad in one hand with a pencil stuck tucked above her ear. She leaned over the food prep area. “I have so many orders for burgers I lost count, and there are several men who would love a beer. Do we have beer?”

  Laurie giggled. “Have you ever waitressed before?”

  Melinda glanced down at herself. “No. Why?”

  “You look silly.” Laurie pointed at the pencil.

  “What? I’m trying to do a job here, dork. You want to switch?” Melinda reached slowly for the pencil, holding the pad out in front of her.

  Laurie held up both hands. “Hey, I’ve never waitressed either. I don’t even play nice with adults. I’m more of a kid person.”

  “Perfect, because there are about two dozen of them stuck here for the night, and I don’t do kids at all. So you can corral them and organize a game or something.” Melinda grinned.

  “Let’s get people fed first,” Carlie said. “And yes. We have beer. She pointed to a giant refrigerator door behind Laurie. “I think Sharon’s back there somewhere. She can help. Why don’t you grab a few cases and hand out the bottles. Don’t worry about keeping track of who has what. We’ll settle everything with whatever people want to donate in the morning.”

  Laurie loved this woman. She was kind. Generous. And sweet on top of that. Who on earth would be mad at the Masters for any length of time?

  She headed for the walk-in fridge, found stacks of cases against the left wall, and heaved one off the ground just as Sharon popped in. Moments later, the two of them made two dozen people very happy, and Laurie returned for another case.

  When she stepped out of the fridge the second time, she found one of the employees she’d met the first day she’d arrived leaning against the wall outside. “Hey.” She wondered why he was just standing there as she tried to place his name in her head.

  “Brock,” he stated, as if he’d read her mind.

  She snapped her fingers. “Right. Sorry. Forgot your name. Met you at the upper lodge last week, right?” She remembered him—the guy she and Zach had joked about, hoping he wasn’t their third. And he’d proven to her he was a sleaze ball.

  “Yep. You were with Zach.”

  “Yeah.” And I’m still with him, she thought as she watched this man’s gaze roam up her body. He even licked his lips in slow motion as if he were ogling a stripper—which she most certainly was not.

  She shuddered as she stepped around him. “Gotta hand out more beer. Later.” The small hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. Half of her wanted to touch him to see what he was made of. The other half hoped she never got close enough to him to even graze his skin in this lifetime because she could tell what sort of man he was without needing the mental image his touch would give her.

  “You okay, Laurie?” Zach communicated from somewhere else in the building.

  She lifted her gaze and scanned the room. He wasn’t in sight. “Yep.”

  “You sure?”


  “Yeah. No worries.” Damn, the man was perceptive. She didn’t want to piss him off with the tale of her strange encounter with Brock while he was so busy. It had been obvious the other day that Zach didn’t care for Brock.

  “I have a weird feeling is all. No biggy. I’m probably still shook up from being separated from you. I’d much rather be back at the condo naked with you between me and Corbin than here working our asses off for the night.”

  “Agreed. But this is what landed on our plates for today, so we’ll live through it.”

  “Glass half full…” He chuckled into her mind.

  Two dozen more men grabbed a beer, although some of them were repeat customers from the first batch. A few had already finished their first beer, and several were simply planning ahead. She hoped no one got drunk and belligerent stuck in the lodge without the ability to leave.

  Corbin grabbed the empty box from her hand. “The snow is still coming down.” His brow was furrowed in concern. “You got any weird vibes?”

  She shook her head. “No. But I haven’t had a chance to think since we got here. I’ll see what Melinda thinks.” She started to walk away, but Corbin grabbed her hand and tugged her back until her chest slammed into his. He met her gaze and smiled. “I love you,” he whispered.

  She felt the heat rise on her cheeks. “I love you too,” she muttered, hoping no one was paying attention to them. What they didn’t need was a riot caused by people freaking out about her relationship with two men tonight. Or worse, the fact that she was half Native American. That wasn’t something people could readily identify looking at her, but they could see that Corbin was Native if they were discerning. And Zach was so obviously Caucasian.

  Never in her life had she pondered the idea of racism in the twenty-first century. And more than likely no one visiting Cambridge from other parts of the world to ski this week was as bigoted as the locals. But there was no telling how many of the people trapped for the night were from the area. She simply didn’t know enough people to recognize them.