Provoked Wolf

by Erin R Flynn

  “Outside shoot?” Brian asked as we wrapped up.

  “Simone offered free vouchers for the club if people came right before the club opens and agree to be in a promotional video,” I told him. “Hopefully we have a nice line.”

  That was an understatement. We had a ridiculous line.

  “Oh damn, that’s funny,” Travis chuckled as they got set up.

  We thought so. Simone and I were dressed in sexy devil costumes standing at the entrance of the club. She was holding a deli counter ticket dispenser, and I had a dry erase board with “Now Serving” and a number on it.

  “You guys should take the numbers and go through the motions,” Travis suggested. “I can do a sped up time lapse to fit it all.”

  That could work. It was even funnier when I changed the numbers to be a range of twenty at a time. Simone strutted up and down the line handing out tickets and vouchers, twirling her devil tail, while I played with and snuggled up to my pitchfork prop.

  In the end it worked out pretty well, and it made me think we probably had some great shots to at least make a decent video. We weren’t expecting anything near the original. Even I knew they used cameras on rigs that moved with smooth fluidity. No, we weren’t at that level.

  But it certainly wouldn’t be Blair Witch Project shaky and quality either.

  And that was the right level to show this was a quick and amusing clap back at all the haters and bullshit. Anything more than that would be a level of caring and attention that wouldn’t work for us.

  Plus, we had fun. We had a lot of fun, and that was what I wanted. I was Alpha after all. It was my job to help the pack get through the rough times.

  16

  Dain had picked up on the vibe I was giving off and offered to bring over dinner, ordering from the club’s kitchen, but that would still give me enough time to go home and get cleaned up. After some internal debate, I also put on one of the outfits I’d gotten for him after we’d mated and had been waiting almost a year to be worn.

  I was thrilled it fit as it had the first time I’d tried it on, really telling me I had my body back. That would be a step in helping me heal for sure.

  The doorbell rang, and I hurried to slip on a robe to hide the surprise.

  And I got one too. Jonik.

  “Oh, hey, hi, guys,” I greeted, hurrying to tie up my robe. Jonik and I had messed around since he’d flown out to help in my recovery, but we’d not hit the level we’d had in New York. I started to glance at Dain but then realized I didn’t want to, not sure how to feel about this. “I thought you got what I was feeling.”

  “I did.”

  “No, you didn’t if you brought Jonik,” I whispered, heading for the kitchen, knowing I wasn’t handling this well. Things just couldn’t seem to ever go right with Dain, and I felt stupid going out on the limb and trying.

  “Please, please listen to me,” he rasped as he hugged me from behind. “Please. Please don’t jump to being so hurt. There is a reason.”

  “Do you not want me?” I asked, hating that my voice cracked.

  “My love, I want you so much I ache for you.” He kissed my neck. “And the glimpse I got of what you’re wearing is going to drive me fucking mad.”

  “Then why did you bring your friend? I wanted to get back on track.”

  “I do too,” he swore to me. He turned me around and moved me against the fridge, cupping my face and making me look at him. “You know I’ve had feelings before, yes?” He waited until I nodded. He’d had one about me and a few others times that made me trust his gut. “I had one today, and it didn’t fully make sense until what I felt from you at the shoot.”

  “What did you feel?”

  He gave me a pained look. “I can’t tell you. That’s part of the deal. I made a call and a deal that I know will be smart. Please, please trust me, my love.”

  I wanted to take off my ring and cheat, get images and piece things together, but I couldn’t since he was protected because of our bond. Plus, that would scream I didn’t trust him, which seemed to be part of this. Maybe it was some feeling that I had to really trust him now or we couldn’t get back on track. “What was the deal?”

  “I direct you and Jonik, letting him have everything I want with my wife tonight, and he gets to watch and enjoy it.”

  “Who?” I let out a huff when he shook his head. “Dain, that’s pushing it. I can’t not know who watches me have sex.”

  “It’s someone who has seen you before.”

  “And we trust them? It’s not like my boss or something?” I pushed.

  “No one FBI, and I trust them on this.” He shook his head when I opened my mouth. “It’s someone on our side or has shown to be on your side.”

  Apollo. That sounded like him and games he liked to play. Then again, there might be a few others. Maybe.

  I sighed and glanced at Jonik. “And you’re okay with this?” I rolled my eyes when he snorted. Right, yeah, he got sex so of course he was. “I mean being used like this by a mystery person and—”

  “Yes because I know Dain’s feelings and I agree with the favor banked,” he promised. Which meant he also knew who it was.

  “Fine, but I’m letting him rip this off me and ruin it,” I told Dain, still a bit hurt he could push me off or not jump at the chance when it had felt so right.

  “I can because I love you and protecting you is always most important to me,” he whispered, knowing where my head had been. “Let’s eat, and I’ll get things set up.”

  “Yeah, great, I planned to eat it off of you but whatever,” I grumbled, biting back a smirk when he groaned. I grabbed a water and dug into my food, the amount of lust I could sniff coming off of them both slowly healing my miffed feelings. Dain really, really liked the idea of directing us.

  Interesting.

  We moved to my bedroom, and I raised an eyebrow when I saw the webcam was going and Dain was holding two phones. “Seriously, is there like a porn party going on?” I took off my ring and set it on the dresser.

  “No, two angles and texting requests,” he explained and then licked his lips. “Show us the outfit, wife.” He used that fairy word that made me quiver inside not just because it was beautiful in his native tongue, but he said it was such emotion that I didn’t think translating it simply to “wife” did it justice.

  “If whoever on the other end misbehaves when I’m trusting you to let this happen, I will fucking dismember them so they can never enjoy fun again.”

  “Yes, yes you would,” he agreed. “I promise it’s fine. Please show us?”

  I undid the robe and let it fall off my shoulders, showing the lime green corset, panties, and garters that matched his eyes. The garters held up black stockings as he liked best.

  “You are the most gorgeous creature on the planet,” Jonik whispered, both of them making the gesture to turn around. I let down my hair that I’d quickly dried with the diffuser and gel so there were some curls.

  I was done playing into their hands and wanted to be a bit evil, showing Dain all he was going to miss out on even if it was for me. I kissed Jonik as I undid his shirt. He held me tightly as we explored each other’s mouths. He groaned deeply when I sucked his lip between mine and undid his pants. I got him completely naked and then pushed him onto the bed, smirking at him.

  And dropped to my knees.

  “Oh holy fuck,” he whispered, his eyes full of fire and longing.

  I moved his legs wider apart and leaned in, giving his dick a long kiss before glancing at Dain as I licked his friend like my favorite treat. He was holding up the phone to get a better view while staring at me with so much need it made me shiver.

  I spent a good ten minutes or more licking, sucking, deep throating, and teasing Jonik until I thought he might lose his mind.

  Dain cleared his throat, and I realized he’d forgotten to check the phone and was lost in what I was doing. “Let him rip the panties off of you, my love. Enjoy his hardness and make him beg for more.�
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  “So specifically demanding,” I said, my tone warning that was a bit much. I stood, and I barely had the chance to blink before my body moved from Jonik snapping the panties. I was a shit and turned around, slowly bending over and showing him all he wanted to see before facing him again. I straddled him and slapped away his hands when he tried to help me. “I don’t need help to make you beg.”

  “No, no you do not,” he agreed, licking his lips as he stared over my body. “I’ve been dreaming of this from the moment the last time was over.”

  “That’s too sweet for me to want to be mean to you,” I admitted, lowering myself on him. I gasped at how wide he stretched me since we hadn’t prepped me at all.

  “I want to taste her. Let me please her,” Jonik begged.

  “Not yet. We want to see this,” Dain instructed.

  I raised an eyebrow at that. “You too?”

  “Yes, I want to see my friend stretch and fill my wife to the point it almost makes her ache.”

  I shivered. Damn, that was hot. My siren was loving all of this too, which I knew was part of what Dain had wanted. She became trouble if she didn’t have games and naughty fun now and again.

  And this was both for her.

  I rolled my hips, gasping each time I took more of him in me. It felt amazing. That line of almost hurting, almost burning, and a lot of pleasure and I was barely hanging on. I wanted to move faster, but it was driving us both crazy. I pulled on the tie for the corset.

  “Do you want more?”

  “Yes,” he hissed, snagging the laces and yanking them so I leaned forward and was closer to him. I smacked his hand away and moved my hand to his thigh, rolling my hips as I slowly undid the corset.

  “More?”

  “Yes,” he growled, sitting up and taking it off of me, cupping my breasts and licking my nipples.

  “How much more?”

  “All of you.”

  I chuckled. “You couldn’t handle all of me.” I shoved him to sit back, letting him put his hands on my thighs and help me.

  “I can. I want all of you, Sera,” he promised. “I want you to be my wife one day too.”

  “What?” I gasped, freezing as I blinked at him.

  “Jonik,” Dain growled, and I ignored him.

  I leaned forward and searched Jonik’s pretty violet eyes. “Why? Why would you ever want that?”

  “Because I would have you.” He pulled my head down and kissed me. “I would be your husband. I don’t care if I was your second fairy husband, deferring to Dain. You would be mine too.” He hissed, making me realize I’d started moving again. “You feel it too. We are a perfect fit and not just this. You felt how right we are. I know it’s too soon for you, but I will propose when you’re ready.”

  “You’re nuts,” I grumbled even as I needed to kiss him. The intensity between us was amazing from the first moment we kissed, and I loved it. I loved that feeling and what we shared.

  I just didn’t think I loved Jonik. I had wanted to feel that with Dain, but they were different and… Life was confusing. Love even more so.

  He thrust up as I moved down, his hands on my ass helping as I cupped his face, staring in his eyes, that intensity growing. I cried out as it came crashing down on us. We shared that emotional orgasm again where I felt everything he did and he experienced my feelings. It was like we switched and I got it all.

  But so did he, and from the smile on his face, he liked what he got.

  He didn’t say it or push, clearly learning restraint as he hadn’t done that last time. He whispered everything sweet and tender as we ramped up again. I climaxed so hard my whole body shuddered as I screamed in bliss, whimpering when it echoed in me. I twitched on his chest, his strong arms holding me to him as he gently kissed my face and skin.

  “That’s why, and you know it’s more than the sex,” he breathed, keeping it between us.

  Dain had me turn around so I was riding Jonik from the other way, my feet on the floor as I moved my hips. Jonik’s hands guided me as I stared at Dain, at the phone and the mystery person, licking my lips and assuming it was Apollo and wanting him to see how much fun I was having.

  “I love you,” I mouthed to Dain, pushing both their buttons.

  I came again, and then he had me lie back so Jonik completely supported my weight, thrusting up in me while Dain stayed where he’d been and got a very personal view. Whatever, I was enjoying Jonik too much to care. I fed, my siren’s appetite getting better and not wanting to deny her anything.

  Plus, Jonik loved it.

  “Now you can eat out my wife,” Dain told him. “On all fours and kneel behind her as you should.”

  I gave him a look that he was pushing it but also that he was getting me hot. “If he completely wears me out and I’m sated, maybe I’ll blow you on my knees in the morning.”

  They both groaned. Yeah, I really did like to push buttons.

  It wasn’t long until I was having a hard time not collapsing. Jonik could do some weird tongue flip thing and extended it further than most could, and the result was maybe the most fantastic oral sex in the history of oral sex. I lost count how many times he made me orgasm, feeling like it was a long parade of multiple orgasms.

  “Drill her like that,” Dain demanded in a tight voice.

  “Wait, wait,” I whimpered, still quivering from all he’d done to me. “Time out.” I shuddered again with a groan. “This feels so fucking good. I’m still going.”

  “Fine, but you have to suck him some more,” Dain grumbled, clearly not liking that was the direction. “With a close up view.”

  I shrugged, waving Jonik to move under me. He held back my hair, and I did as Dain and the mystery man wanted. It had to be Apollo if he was so focused on seeing me give head. It was his thing after all.

  “Do you want me to swallow him?” I taunted.

  “No,” Dain answered but then glanced at the phone. “No.”

  “And if I do it anyways?” I purred, teasing Jonik’s sac, knowing he was right there.

  “He is not your husband,” Dain growled.

  “Neither were you when I gave you that first blow job,” I reminded him.

  He cleared his throat and glanced away. “Please? That’s a level I’m uncomfortable with you sharing with another fae until we’re back together completely.”

  I nodded, not getting it but understanding it was a thing and never willing to hurt any of them. I backed off and lay on my side, knowing he was taking video of my body for whomever, both of them also looking their fill.

  “What’s next?”

  “Drill her and drill her with all your strength,” Dain told Jonik.

  And did he ever. He kept going and going and going until I couldn’t make my body work, a complete disconnect and mess of happy hormones and pleasure. I actually giggled after he finished, twitching with him inside of me and us snuggling together.

  “Did you just giggle?” he teased me.

  “No, of course not,” I lied. “That was better than New York.”

  “It was, but being with you is always the best of my life,” he murmured as he teased my sensitive breasts. “I’m moving to Chicago, Sera. Does that make you happy?”

  “Yes,” I admitted, not wanting to give him the hope of the rest, but I liked Jonik and I hated the way his family treated him. He was happy here with us, and I wanted that for him.

  “And that makes me ridiculously happy, but I know that’s all you feel for now,” he promised. “Next time, after you rekindle with Dain, we’re going to do all of this to you together and give you so much bliss you pass out while still climaxing.”

  Oh fuck. Just oh fuck. I glanced at Dain and saw the same promise in his eyes.

  Fuck a duck. Maybe I was biting off more than I could chew with entertaining the idea of having two fairies in my life. Then I thought a moment about what they did to me in bed, and I was really okay with them doing all they wanted to me.

  Really, I was.


  I forgot to put back on my ring and woke with Jonik’s dream of what he wanted to do to me. He was wrapped around me like a barnacle, and I woke him up quietly, giving him a heated look.

  Understanding filled his eyes, and then he was right there with me.

  I slid my leg over Dain so I was straddling him and Jonik moved behind me. I woke Dain with a deep moan as Jonik pushed into my excited body. His eyes shot open, and he took in what was going on as his friend rocked his hips so I could take more of him.

  “Are you fucking my wife, Jonik?”

  “Yes,” he groaned. “Jealous?”

  “Yes,” Dain growled as he cupped my face. “You are so beautiful that I cannot stand it sometimes. It hurts to be near you, see such beauty, and not touch you.”

  “Touch me,” I whispered, moving his other hand to my breast. “Touch me when you want, Dain. Be my husband again.”

  “Thank you,” he breathed, tears filling his eyes as he kissed me.

  And then Jonik screwed my brains out while I was on top of Dain. They both enjoyed it, especially when I fed from Dain until my siren was full. I slumped onto Dain when we were done, completely and totally sated and for a while.

  He seemed to understand that, kissing my forehead as he pushed my hair out of my face. “I’d prefer not tomorrow but another time when it’s just us.”

  I smiled, knowing he meant the promised blow job, as clearly Jonik had done me in. My answer was to give him a hand job down payment, which he enjoyed.

  17

  The next morning I was up early to check on Topher, glad that he was coming with for a while since outside was good for babies. Maya was about perfect, but we’d already started taking applications for long term.

  Everyone thought I was going a bit overboard with three, but I agreed with Maya that if I wanted protection for Topher as well, they should always double up. Besides, I was fucking rich. If there was ever a time to pinch pennies, security was not it.

  “So what’s this scene clapping back about?” Travis asked after he arrived at the park we had the permit to use and film at. He’d known that was the plan, so I knew it was for the camera he was holding.