Through the Veil

by Lacey Thorn

  It was wicked being completely naked between two men who were still partially dressed. The fact that they were strangers added to the allure. Never had she fantasized about participating in such a risqué and taboo union. Two men at the same time? But at the moment she couldn’t wait to feel them inside her, their cocks pounding into her pussy. It was a foreign and yet intoxicating feeling.

  Taggart’s mouth left her skin. He used one hand to turn her face toward him and took her lips in a kiss that tumbled her into a chaotic void of sheer fantasy. That’s what this was, a fantasy, one she’d never had before. She prayed she wouldn’t wake up to find that this was all a dream brought on by the drugs given to her by her mother or someone at the camp her mother was at. She wanted this to be real.

  “It’s real,” Taggart whispered as he moved his mouth from hers to let his lips wander and explore every curve of her face. “We are real.”

  She smiled. It was almost as if he could read her mind. He chuckled against her skin and even his breath was a warm caress against her body.

  “I want to feel you,” she whispered, her hands clenching and unclenching on Jamison’s shoulders. She was so close to coming, could feel the orgasm building with every thrust of his finger and stroke of his tongue. “I want you inside me.”

  “And we will be,” Taggart assured her. “Have you ever been with a man before, Reggie?” he asked her. She should have been embarrassed at such an intimate question but that would be ludicrous given her current position.

  “No,” she admitted. She’d had toys and brought herself to orgasm many times but she didn’t feel like sharing that knowledge with them.

  Taggart chuckled again. “It will feel so much better when Jamison and I are inside you.”

  How the hell did he seem to know what she was thinking? Then her mind went blank as her orgasm rushed through her. Her pussy clenched on Jamison’s finger, trying in vain to hold him inside her. She arched into his mouth and then pressed her hips back toward Taggart as Jamison’s touch on her clit became too much.

  The orgasm should have satiated her burning need but it seemed to only rev that need higher. Instead of taking the edge off, giving her a little reprieve, it was as if she was only hungrier now.

  “Please,” she begged. “I’m dying to feel you inside me.”

  We can’t mess this up, Taggart told his brother, speaking without words the way they had since they’d first gone through the change and embraced their wolves. With his bite he had been able to begin hearing Reggie’s thoughts. Jamison hadn’t marked her with his bite yet. She believes this is a dream, that she will awaken and we will no longer be here.

  We can’t fully mate her until we both fill her as one, until we all reach fulfillment together, Jamison replied. We will just have to watch over her until the time for that is right.

  I think the time is now, Taggart urged. The sooner the bond is completed the better for us all.

  She has never been with a man, Jamison said. You want her first time to be with two men at once?

  Yes, Taggart admitted. I know how it sounds but I can’t shake the feeling that we need to seal the bond as quickly as possible. Ours has already been sealed, hers is only beginning. If we don’t want to risk losing her then I honestly believe that we need to begin with the final mating.

  Taggart knew what his brother was thinking. They had been taught that when the time came to take a mate that the males should woo the lady into the bond. It was important that she be accustomed to both males’ touch prior to the final mating where they would both fill her and reach the pinnacle of pleasure together. But Taggart couldn’t shake the feeling that it was important to solidify the bond for her and let the changes begin in her body before she could panic.

  Listening to her thoughts made him feel sure that she would panic. Once she knew that they were able to shift into wolves, that with the introduction of the hormone they passed to her through saliva and semen she would be able to do the same. Well, she just might run back to the place she had run come from.

  Taggart allowed Jamison to hear his thoughts, thus sharing what he had learned from Reggie with his brother. He and Jamison had been able to communicate with thoughts for a long time now, so it was easy to shield some thoughts while sharing others. Reggie didn’t have that experience yet and Taggart wouldn’t scare her by sharing his thoughts with her just yet. Eventually she would be able to shield some of her thoughts from them but not yet. Right now her mind was completely open to him.

  Bite her. Taggart urged his brother. See for yourself and then tell me that you would prefer to take things at a slower pace.

  Jamison rose to his feet in front of her and Taggart kept her head turned toward him, leaning down to take her lips in another kiss, exposing the other side of her neck for his brother. He kept his eyes open and watched as his brother licked her flesh, saw his canines flash before Jamison bit Reggie as he had. He could remember the pleasure of sinking his teeth into her flesh, the feel as his saliva mixed into her blood. The hormone they filled her with would help her to relax while making her need and desire flare higher.

  She pulled from his kiss and he would swear that her blue eyes were darker pools like the bottom of the water where the sun didn’t quite touch. Her shoulder-length black hair was wild around her face and her skin was the dusky rose of sunset as passion burst beneath her skin. He could feel her heartbeat, could hear it like a song of seduction. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer.

  Jamison brought his mouth slowly up from the place he’d bitten and his eyes met Taggart’s.

  The bridal pool mixed with our saliva will help to prepare her for taking us both at once but still we will need the oil to ease the way inside her ass, Jamison said. I did not think to bring any with me.

  The cabins are close, Taggart stated. They are all kept fully stocked with anything that might be needed during the time of mating. It shouldn’t take us very long to reach one of them.

  It will be close. The taste of her cunt is still on my lips. I can still feel the ripple of her pussy on my finger, Jamison groaned.

  The smell of her desire threatens my control of my wolf, Taggart told his brother. It will be hard to hold him back when I sink my cock into the snug depths of her ass.

  Jamison nodded. He slid one arm between Taggart’s chest and Reggie’s shoulders and dipped to wrap the other behind her knees. Taggart watched his brother easily lift their mate into his arms, cradling her firmly against his chest. To the cabin as quickly as we can.

  Taggart nodded and preceded his brother up the path from the pool and onto the one that would lead them toward the cabins. He was surprised when he saw Gunnar Mondella outside the first cabin they came to. Gunnar and Geran must have found a mate as well. The way Gunnar smiled and nodded as they passed made Taggart hope that things were going well for the Mondellas.

  Taggart led the way farther up the path, heading to the next cabin and feeling like he might kill something if it was occupied as well. His wolf was clawing at his skin, sensing the urgency inside him, and wanting to burst free and run to reach their goal more quickly. Somehow he doubted that such a sight would go unnoticed by Reggie, no matter how consumed with desire and need she was.

  His brother gave a shaky laugh and shook his head as Taggart shared his thoughts. Eventually they would have to show her, to let her see what would happen the first time that she changed. But first they had to mate her. His cock was so hard that it hurt, so hard that he could feel his heartbeat throbbing in it. He was going to burst if he didn’t get inside her soon.

  The next cabin came into view and he was happy to see that it appeared empty. He quickened his stride, leaving Jamison behind as he tore up the path and threw open the door. He turned and nodded at his brother. It was empty. He left the door open and immediately began unfastening his pants. He shoved them down his legs and stepped out of them before turning to open a cabinet to search for the oil they would need.

  The s
econd one held what he was after and he already had it in hand when his brother entered, Reggie still secure in his arms. He watched Jamison kick the door shut behind him and moved toward the bed as his brother did. Jamison eased Reggie down to her knees on the bed and stepped back. Taggart couldn’t take his eyes off her. She was the most beautiful sight he’d ever seen.

  Her eyes met his and he moved closer, only stopping when his knees hit the edge of the mattress. The tube of oil was still in his hands but he still hadn’t managed to open it. Her eyes flared as they traveled his body from head to toe and he felt his cock flex as her gaze seemed to linger there. She met his eyes again and licked her lips. He groaned, easily reading her desire to take him into her mouth and taste him on her tongue.

  Before he could do anything she seemed to leap toward him. Her hands and mouth were everywhere and he loved the feel of her sharp teeth nipping at his flesh as she explored his chest and abs on her descent to his aching cock. He had to force the hand still holding the oil to remain loose or he would burst the tube in his grip. Goddess, the things her touch did to him.

  She stilled and he glanced down to see her poised on her hands and knees just in front of his cock, her mouth inches from his straining flesh. It took a strength he didn’t realize he possessed to keep from thrusting forward, taking her mouth and fucking it the way he would her ass. But somehow he managed to find the restraint required, no matter how tempting her hot breath was as it caressed his length.

  She sighed. He watched her wet her lips with her tongue and then in the next breath she was licking over the head of his cock. He moaned at the touch and his hips moved slightly forward, butting the head against her lips, seeking entrance into the wet heat he knew waited there.

  She didn’t disappoint. She opened wide and sucked the head of his cock, her lips tight around him as her tongue flicked in and out of the tiny slit. He could feel a drop of his cum bursting forth and she moaned as she took it on her tongue and jabbed eagerly for more.

  One small hand wrapped around his shaft and stroked slowly up and down as she continued to suck at the head. She was killing him. He wanted to grab her hair and hold her in place while he fucked her mouth, riding into the back of her throat as he came. But there would be time for that later. He held tight to his control, his eyes hooded as his brother moved onto the bed behind Reggie.

  Slowly Taggart pulled from her mouth and hand, easing away from her with a wince as she tightened her fingers, not wanting to release him. He stepped back as his brother reclined back on the bed, shifting her attention from him to Jamison. Taggart poured some oil into his palm and slowly caressed his cock with it. As soon as Jamison had her in position he would join them. He couldn’t wait to feel her ass grip his cock as he plunged into her tight hole while his brother filled her cunt. Thank the goddess that she appeared as on edge and eager as they were because Taggart had no doubt this first time would be quick.

  He opened his mind to his brother and Jamison did the same, making it as if they were one person experiencing Reggie. She moved to straddle Jamison and Taggart could almost feel her sharp little nails as she dug them into his brother’s chest, the feel of her wet heat as she slid her pussy back and forth across Jamison’s cock. Jamison met his eyes and Taggart grinned as he moved to slide onto the bed behind them.

  He knew the moment Jamison gripped her hips and thrust inside her pussy, could feel the pleasure rippling between the bond they shared. Her moan of pleasure echoed in the cabin and Taggart knew what it cost Jamison to pull her forward instead of letting her ride his cock like she seemed so eager to do.

  Taggart didn’t need to hear his brother’s demand to Hurry up! He was already moving into place behind her. One hand spread her back cheeks and then he was using the hand still coated in oil to work her anus. He rubbed over it, making sure it was coated before sinking that first finger inside. She was loose and ready but the oil would make it even better for her. It would continue what the bridal pool waters had started.

  When he could easily fit three fingers inside her, when she was pressing back into his touch with passionate cries falling from her lips, he pulled his fingers free and placed his cock head there. He pressed hard, feeling the resistance of her muscles finally give as he popped past that first tight ring. With a groan he pressed deep until his balls rested on the curves of her ass cheeks. He could feel his brother’s cock throbbing through the thin membrane of skin that was all that separated them. It was sheer heaven and a torture like he’d never known.

  As one Taggart and Jamison fucked her, their cocks plunging deep before pulling almost free only to return in another hard thrust. She was keening and screaming between them. One hand was curved back and her fingers dug into Taggart’s forearm where he held her hips with his hands. The other hand was clenched into Jamison’s shoulder. Taggart would almost swear that he heard a howl come from her as he felt her orgasm building.

  She tightened like a vise on them and Taggart did howl as his cock exploded, pumping his semen inside her ass. Jamison filled her pussy with his seed and Reggie gripped them tighter than a fist as she screamed through her orgasm. They held still, buried to the balls in her wet heat as their bond was sealed. There would be no turning back now. The process would begin and sometime in the next twenty-four to forty-eight hours Reggie would begin her first transformation into a wolf.

  As she collapsed between them, already on the edge of sleep, Taggart sighed. He had a feeling they would be doing a lot of explaining while they waited. He pulled free of her ass and jumped up to get a cloth to clean her up. She cuddled against Jamison’s chest and he could read her contentment in her thoughts. He also could tell that she still thought this was just a dream.

  He would go for a run while his brother rested with her. His wolf was alive and howling with pleasure at finding a mate. He was looking forward to her first shift to wolf form, wondering what color her pelt would be, hoping it would be the rich black of her hair. He was eager to have her experience the joy of running and his wolf was just as eager to claim hers once she shifted.

  Chapter Four

  Reggie woke up slowly, her body aching in the most delicious way. It felt like she had really lived her dream of having two gorgeous men make love to her. She stretched and her hand came into contact with something warm and hard and definitely male. She ran her fingers through the chest hair and followed the path down to tight abdominal muscles before feeling the brush of a hard cock. She let her fingers wrap around it and gave it a squeeze before moving up and down the long length. She was still dreaming.

  “I love waking up this way, Reggie,” a voice said beside her and the name Jamison went through her head. “But if you keep that up I’m not going to be able to stop from coming all over you.”

  Her eyes fluttered open, a smile on her lips until her gaze locked with the man beside her. With a cry she let go of him and jumped from the bed, only to discover that she was naked. She wrenched the top blanket free and wrapped it around herself as quickly as she could. What the hell was going on? Where was she? Who was this guy? What the hell had they drugged her with? Had they raped her?

  “I take exception to that, Reggie,” the man—Jamison?—said from the bed and he didn’t look happy. “Taggart and I would never stoop to taking from a woman what is only hers to give. That you would even think such a thing hurts.”

  Was he reading her mind? How did he know what she was thinking? And why did she suddenly feel very guilty for that last thought? Was it the hurt in his eyes? Why would she care? And what was this feeling inside her as if someone else were sharing her body?

  Jamison sighed. “We really need to talk, Reggie. There are a lot of things that you need to know and understand.” He patted the bed beside him but she just lifted her eyebrow at him. No way was she getting back on that bed with him. “It would help if you sat down and relaxed. I have a feeling that most of what I say will be hard for you to believe. I promise that I will not touch you unless you ask me to.�
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  She looked at him. He still sat on the bed, naked and seeming not to care that his erection bobbed up for her to see. She groaned. It would be nice if he could just cover himself so that she could concentrate and stop salivating. It was as if she could remember what he’d felt like moving inside her.

  “You had but to ask,” he said with a smile as he pulled the sheet up and over his lower body. His chest and abs were still visible and were just as tempting to look at.

  She had to force her legs to move back toward the bed and she sat at the foot, opposite where he reclined on the other side. “How do you know what I am thinking? Are you reading my mind?”

  “Yes and no,” Jamison answered. We have formed a bond that allows us to share our thoughts with one another.

  Okay, she heard the words but hadn’t seen his mouth move. What the hell was going on?

  “I don’t have to speak aloud,” Jamison said. You can hear me just fine without the need to speak.

  “I’m not sure that I like that,” Reggie said. “Why can’t I hear anything right now? Can you hear everything that I’m thinking?”

  “Yes, I can,” Jamison said. “And it makes me wonder what kind of life you had on the other side of the veil.”

  “The veil?” Reggie shook her head. His answers were only leaving her more confused. Where the hell was she?

  “You are in White Valley,” Jamison informed her. “It is the place that my people have always called home.”

  “Where is White Valley?”

  “It can only be reached from your home by crossing through the veil,” Jamison told her.

  The fog-like stuff that she had gone through?

  “Yes, that was probably the way the veil would have appeared to you,” Jamison nodded.

  “Listen, I understand that you can read my thoughts,” Reggie said. “But I find it really rude so please don’t reply unless I ask it out loud.”