by Morgan Fox
She moved to her knees, clawing her way up his chest. She raised her arms to encourage him to slip the gown up over her head. He did. Then she parted from him to lie on the bed, lifting her hips to remove her panties.
He joined her, removing his own boxer briefs. Like the dominant wolf he was, he crawled over the top of her and took her mouth once more. Then, with his steel-hard cock, he probed at her pussy, gliding over her clit. She arched her back and then lifted her legs as if to beg him to drill inside her.
But it wasn’t right. Something was missing.
“Jonah,” she whimpered, and Sebastian froze, locking his muscles in place. Keeping his name silent was impossible.
He looked at her, his heart visible within the depths of his eyes.
“I want him with us. I need to feel him too,” she admitted. “I can’t help it.” Tears and need battled inside her.
“Do it then. Link to him.”
“Are you sure?” she asked, hoping the serious expression she saw staring back at her was real.
The chance to unite with her lovers, even on a magical plane, gave her heart a beat of hope. If Jonah was sleeping, she could make love to them both. She’d only done it a few times before, and the first time she’d discovered her ability had been by accident. Her heightened magic had given her the power to pull them into her dreams.
Even in my dreams, my lovers are insatiable. Please be willing, Jonah.
“Let’s remind him of what he’s missing,” Sebastian said with a growl as he took her mouth hard, thrusting his tongue between her lips.
She clung to him, slipping into his mind as he opened up for her. She could feel just how desperate he was to make love to her, to be inside her. The connection that engulfed them was like the flames of a fire, burning hot against their flesh.
Searching behind her thoughts and into Jonah’s, she found him resting. His dreams beginning.
Jonah?
Like an image moving through fog, he appeared. His naked body bare as if he’d just transformed back from his wolf. Other than his name, she said nothing as she reached out to him.
The tips of her fingers glided over his chest and up until her fingers were wrapped around the nape of his neck. Gently, she pulled him down, taking his mouth in a slow, sensual kiss. His mouth was warm and wet, welcoming.
As she eased back to look at him, he smirked.
“I know what you’re doing,” Jonah said. “I thought you might try something like this.”
Her hands were on him, keeping their connection solid. “Are you pleased to see me?”
“I should say no, especially after your abrupt departure.”
She arched a brow, her mouth quirking. “I believe that was your fault and exactly what you wanted of me.” She reached down and cupped his hard shaft. “This is what I want.”
“And where might Sebastian be?”
“I’m here too,” Sebastian replied, slipping into view. The three of them were suddenly lying on the bed inside the apartment together. Jonah was flat on his back with Brie cradled beside him, while Sebastian lay against her back, facing them.
Jonah sighed hard, glancing up toward the ceiling. “Of course you are.”
“Please, Jonah. He misses you too.”
“I’ll bet,” he grumbled.
“I do, brother.”
Jonah looked to Sebastian as if shocked to hear his response.
“We can work things out, Jonah. I know we can.”
“Maybe. Maybe not,” Jonah replied, and she was glad to hear that it wasn’t just an immediate “no” answer.
Her heart stirred. “Let’s forget about everything for now. Except being together.” She pressed tender kisses to Jonah’s chest, and dragged her tongue over his nipple. “I want you both. I’ve missed our time together. We’ve gotten so busy with everything else that we’ve forgotten what we cherish most.”
“Each other,” Sebastian added, his voice a whisper of regret.
“Yes,” she hissed. “Tonight, let’s love each other without complication. Like the world outside doesn’t matter.”
“Can you do that, brother? Will you put aside your anger, for just one night?” Sebastian’s tone was softer than she’d ever heard it. His sympathy for Jonah was visible in both his words and actions. It was almost as if the alpha was stepping down to let Jonah take the lead.
“Please, Jonah. I want you both. I need you both.”
Brie’s breath hitched as the tips of Jonah’s fingers grazed over the skin of her bare hip, then he wrapped his hands around her waist and shifted her up enough to take her mouth in a scorching kiss. His probing tongue forced her mouth open, and she tasted him, primal and raw. His wolf was teasing her thoughts, just as his body tormented her. His beast was howling, excited to be with her.
He broke the kiss and flipped her to her back, away from Sebastian. Then he glided down her body, kissed her chin, the valley between her breasts, and down past her belly button, until her legs were parted and his mouth hoovered over her pussy. He glanced up at her and grinned.
Sebastian seemed to notice as well and slid closer to her, taking her nipple into his mouth, sucking hard enough to blur the lines between pleasure and pain—a place she liked to go with her lovers. They knew what she desired, knew how to take her to the edge in a matter of minutes.
Slowly, they began worshipping her body. Sebastian massaged and tasted her breasts, while Jonah feasted on her pussy, tasting her more thoroughly than she’d ever remembered him doing. Instantly, her hand sought to find Sebastian’s cock. She wanted to stroke him, feel his firmness within her grasp. He hissed against her ear as she teased the head of his shaft with her finger. It was already slick with his seed.
She moaned as Jonah sucked at her clit and inserted a determined finger inside her tight sheath, then another. But it was when he teased the entrance of her anus that she knew her night would be filled with wicked desires and pure satisfaction.
“Yes,” she cried, unable to hide her excitement. “I want that. Oh, yes, I want that.”
Jonah chuckled, looking up at her. “I can tell.” He plunged his fingers in and out of her, her slick heat coating his fingers. She quivered as another finger pressed past the tight ring of her ass.
A fluttering sigh parted from her lips. “Yes,” she hissed again, rolling her hips with the pressure of his fingers, his mouth still fastened to her clit.
After a few seconds, her world splintered and she came. Hard.
“That’s it, baby,” Jonah praised. “Beautiful.”
Once the spasms of her release subsided a bit, Jonah moved off the bed and Sebastian crawled between her feet. With her legs still spread, he dragged his tongue over her pussy, tasting her. A jolt of heightened sensitivity had her grabbing hold of his hair to keep him from doing that again.
He growled at her, giving her clitoris a gentle tap. “My pussy,” he told her, and she quickly released him.
“I’m too sensitive,” she explained. “It tickles.”
He palmed her pussy, rubbing slowly over her tingling nub. “Get on your knees, Brie,” Sebastian ordered.
She did, rolling onto her belly and shifting to her knees. Sebastian’s hard cock greeted her ass, teasing between her legs. Jonah lay flat on the bed with his legs draped over the side. Brie adjusted to straddle his hips and Sebastian moved to stand behind her.
Jonah caressed the flesh at her hips and waist, gliding up to massage her breasts, swiping a gentle thumb over the erect beads. Before she could breathe, Sebastian was nibbling on the globes of her ass, licking and spanking, until her skin grew hot. Then, he spread her wide, slipping his tongue along the slick seam.
She gasped as he probed inside her pussy and circled his tongue around her anus. The sensation was sinfully good. She opened her legs farther, sinking downward. She gripped Jonah’s cock and fed it inside her, seating him as deep as he could go.
Jonah groaned as she rolled her hips, all while Sebastian continued to pleasurabl
y torture her ass. She moaned as he slid one then two fingers inside her, stretching her, preparing her for his cock. A shiver rocked her as a third finger was introduced.
“Oh, yes,” she cried, arching back. “Feels so good.”
Jonah rolled up to take her nipple into his mouth, breaking the connection with a solid popping sound. She quivered with delight as cool lubricant glided over the crease of her ass. When the pressure of Sebastian’s cock pressed against the ring of her ass and slowly worked its way inside her, she held her breath. For far too long, she’d waited for this moment, had craved it like the air in her lungs.
When Sebastian was fully inside her and began to move, she opened her eyes to see the euphoric pleasure plastered all over Jonah’s face. He’d missed this too. The feeling of being truly connected. There was no other sensation in the world like it and there never would be.
At first, they loved her slow and easy, moving inside her in unison. But then it changed the second she clawed at Jonah’s chest, driving his cock to swell in her pussy. They were connected, and their bodies were melting into one another.
She moaned as Sebastian and Jonah fucked her hard, the sound of smacking flesh echoing in the room. The buildup inside her womb was explosive, and she cried out as she came, wave after wave of satisfying pleasure spiraling inside her, flying outward toward every nerve ending in her body.
For what felt like hours, they made love like this. Tasting and claiming one another. It was maddening. The moment she collapsed onto the bed, she knew true heaven, had experienced it time and again with her lovers.
She cradled in-between Jonah and Sebastian, their bodies clinging to hers. This was what she’d missed, the fusing of their souls that made one person. Together they were a unified front, and nothing could come between them. As she kissed Jonah one last time before waking, she hoped he’d realized that too.
Chapter Seven
Christmas Eve had arrived faster than Brie had hoped. Since she wasn’t sure if Jonah was coming back by Christmas, she had to do some last-minute shopping for Kayla and Kerri. Surprisingly, Sebastian had volunteered to join her.
All night they spent wrapping presents and talking about all the holidays they’d spent together over the years. Kayla had been a blessing and had been the first child born in the pack since Sebastian had taken over as alpha. Soon after Megan was pregnant with Dom Jr. Then Kerri had been born, expanding their ever-growing family. Next came Ryder’s daughter, Lathe, and even though Bianca was a werepanther, Ryder was a hybrid and shared the wolf bloodline. It was only befitting that their newborn child be welcome like one of their own.
Brie’s hand rested on her belly as she inhaled, hoping that Jonah would come home to them soon. News of another baby would be something she’d love to share with everyone this holiday season. Babies had a way of bringing joy when nothing else could.
“You already put presents under the tree?” Tiffany asked, slipping up behind her for a hug.
Brie gaped at her sister, surprised she’d shown up a day early. “You’re here?” She hugged her sister tighter. “I can’t believe you came early.”
“Can’t. Breathe.”
Brie released her hold. “Sorry. I’m so excited to see you. I’ve missed you.”
“I can tell.” Tiffany pointed to the tree. “Have Kayla and Kerri already seen this?”
“They’ve been at a friend’s house all week. They’re coming home tonight though.”
“Do they expect Santa to bring more than that?”
Brie smiled. “That’s the problem with having fey magical daughters who are also part werewolf. They already know what exists in the world and a jolly dude in a red suit isn’t one of them.”
Tiffany snickered. “Yah. Kind of figured that. I still get to play Santa though, right?”
“Yes,” Brie said, moving into the kitchen. “Want something to drink?”
“Anything hot. It’s freezing out there. I think Mother Nature forgot that this is Texas and we don’t like the cold.”
Brie laughed. “I heard that we might actually get snow tonight.”
“No way,” Tiffany grumbled, drawing out the words with shock. “I didn’t bring enough warm clothes for this shit.”
“I bet you could magically make some,” Brie pointed out.
Tiffany rounded her mouth. “Or just snuggle up with my personal heater.” She cupped the side of her mouth and whispered, “Having a wolf hubby has its benefits.”
They laughed.
“What’s so funny?” Zane said, stepping over to kiss his wife and then moving directly to Brie to give her a hug. “Hey, sis.”
“How’s life at the clinic these days?” Brie asked.
“Good. I’ve started making house calls. We’re branching out our service to those supernatural folks who don’t like hospitals.”
“And how’s that going?”
“It’s different. But still great. I’ve been doing most of the visits since Megan’s expecting. Her bedside manner’s awful.” They laughed. “But a few other doctors have recently shown interest in assisting me.”
“That’s great.”
Tiffany snorted. “Yah, it’s great if you’re not his wife.” Her irritated sarcasm could not be ignored.
Zane moved to hug Tiffany, kissing the top of her head. The moment between them was sweet. Brie loved that her sister was happy and was thankful that Zane cherished her. The bond they forged was beautiful—young love that never tarnished.
“You two get a room,” Ryken snapped, moving up to the bar.
Brie glanced behind Ryken to see if Luken was close by. He usually was, and she’d been right. Luken moved into the kitchen with Tabitha in hand.
“Happy Christmas Eve,” Tabitha said, giving Brie a hug.
“Same to you,” she replied, smiling at the twins. “I hope you got her something good this year for Christmas.”
“Of course we did,” Ryken cheered, with a beaming smile. “We’re giving her us.”
Brie rolled her eyes. “Last I remember, that gift’s been given.”
Luken snickered. “But this year, we come with toys.” He winked at Tabitha and she blushed.
“Honestly,” Tabitha started. “I didn’t need for you to share that bit of information with everyone.”
The room filled with laughter and as Brie had hoped, her heart warmed. Again her hand went to her belly, but she was quick to not let it linger. Zane was a doctor and would know the signs. Shit, for all she knew, he assumed she was pregnant already.
Before Brie could blink, the room was overwhelmed with more guests. Dominic, Megan, Reyes, and Dominic Jr. swarmed into the room. Instantly, Dom Jr. headed for the tree.
“Momma,” he shouted. “Are these for me?”
“Don’t touch a thing,” Dominic warned, chasing after his toddler son who immediately started giggling and running from his dad.
Dom Jr. was a spitting image of his father. For a three-year-old he was big and tall. With his dark complexion and buzzed haircut, he was going to break hearts and bones as he grew up.
“Oh, damn, my feet are so swollen. I feel like I’ve got elephants strapped to my legs,” Megan barked.
“They’re not that big,” Reyes replied, rubbing her back as they moved up to the bar and Megan sat down.
“Pretty soon, I’m going to need a crane to carry my inordinately large ass around.”
Reyes smiled sympathetically. “Don’t worry, babe. I’ll do it.”
Megan turned to him. “Don’t tell Dom this, but I think your baby’s bigger.”
Reyes quirked a knowing brow and shot off a lopsided grin. “Sweetheart, I think he knows mine’s bigger. That’s why he’s jealous and so damn grumpy.”
The room erupted in laughter.
“What I miss?” Dominic asked, holding Dom Jr. upside down by his feet.
A rosy color filled Megan’s cheeks. “Nothing, dear,” she muttered, patting her son’s bottom, who began to squirm once Reyes moved in for
a tickle.
Thank goodness the ranch was large. Otherwise, these lycans would never fit together. Dominic, Megan, Reyes, and Dom Jr. still had a house nearby, but Megan had already made it clear that she wasn’t comminuting back and forth.
“So who are we missing?” Sebastian asked, stepping out of his office. “Has everyone made it?”
Brie’s heart stopped as she made note that Jonah, Kayla, and Kerri were still unaccounted for. Kayla and Kerri would be home in a few hours. She couldn’t say the same for her husband.
“All but Ryder and his minions,” Tiffany said with a snicker.
“Well, for those of you who are staying, your rooms have all been made up and are awaiting your luggage. Please feel free to make yourselves comfortable.”
“What’s for dinner tonight?” Megan asked. “I’m starving.”
“It’s only ten,” Dominic reminded her. “Let’s figure out lunch first.”
Brie smiled. “I thought we could just grab sandwiches for lunch. I’ll put out a spread and everyone can help themselves.” She swept the faces staring back at her. “If anyone would like to help me, I’ve got some breads and pies I need to cook.”
“Count me in,” Tiffany cheered.
“Me too,” Tabitha added.
“Can I stir from here?” Megan asked. “My feet are—”
“Killing me,” Dominic and Reyes said in unison, and the room filled with laughter. Everyone, but Megan who simply glared angrily at her husbands.
Once the room fell silent again, Megan said, “Remember those favors I promised you both?”
“Yes,” they said together.
“Not. Gonna. Happen.” She folded her arms over her chest as they both groaned.
“Babe.”
“Don’t ‘babe’ me, Reyes. I’m carrying your baby. The least you can do is be sympathetic to the fact that it sometimes sucks.”
“I am,” he said, once again rubbing her back.
Sebastian moved up behind Brie. “Get settled in. Guys, I’d like to bring in some firewood. The temperature’s going to drop soon, and I’d like to be fully stocked when it does.”