Shared for Love: Kagan Wolves, Book 2

by Nancy Corrigan

  “Ethan, I…” She didn’t know what she was going to say or ask. She only knew she needed more.

  He rubbed his thumb over the swell of her chest. “Lift your arms. I want to see your breasts.”

  She did, and he tugged her shirt off. Her bra joined it a moment later. Her breaths came quicker, lifting her boobs with each inhale.

  “Fucking beautiful.”

  Noah’s rough tone drew her attention to him. She gasped. He stood naked just behind Ethan. Noah’s cock stretched long and hard against his stomach. She hadn’t realized he’d ditched his clothes too. The full impact of what they were doing hit her, along with a sudden wave of uncertainty. One male she could satisfy, but two?

  Could she really do it? Be their heaven?

  She glanced from Ethan’s hazed eyes to Noah’s desire-ridden ones. Both males appeared ready to devour her. No signs of aggression came from either. She had a feeling that would change if Noah reached for her. He didn’t nor did she suspect he would until Ethan was ready. Noah didn’t want to lose his lover or her. He’d made that perfectly clear. Ethan had claimed the same.

  With both male’s attention on her, she calmed. A sense of power shoved back the insecurity. They wanted her. Needed her. Desired her.

  She eased back slightly and greedily let her gaze roam over them. Noah stood a couple of inches shorter than Ethan, but Noah carried more mass. His biceps and thighs were thicker, and more muscles added bulk to his chest. It didn’t mean he was stronger. Ethan’s lean body was strength at its finest form. Speed and agility mattered as much in a battle as raw power did. She knew that firsthand.

  A few hairs mapped a path down Noah’s stomach, while the translucent ones on Ethan’s body could be felt under her hand but not seen. She flicked her gaze from Ethan’s cock to Noah’s and back. Her needs swamped her. She wanted to lick each male’s body, from their feet to their lips.

  Noah stepped closer to Ethan and laid a hand on his hip. Ethan’s cock jerked in response to the slight touch, and he inhaled sharply. Noah inched his fingers closer to Ethan’s rigid length. Slowly. So damn slowly. Noah was testing them both. Either that or he was teasing them. Maybe torturing them. No matter what his motive entailed, the end result was the same. The anticipation of what their nights together would be like built with each inch.

  Finally, his fingers touched Ethan’s thick erection. Ethan’s pent-up breath rushed out. Noah danced his fingers along Ethan’s veined length, base to the head. He swiped his thumb over the slit at the top, then reversed the stroke, pressing a little harder and drawing precome to the surface. He spread the fluid to coat the head of Ethan’s cock, making it glisten, then fisted his shaft. A rough tug from Noah’s hand, followed by another and another, and more precome welled, tempting her to capture the drops on her tongue.

  A small whimper escaped her, and her legs trembled. The visual her mind provided tempted her. She wanted to make it a reality but she couldn’t tear her gaze from watching Noah stimulate Ethan. It was beautiful, sensual and incredibly hot.

  She glanced at Ethan. The expression stamped on his face stole her breath once more. Possession, even ownership. The look directed at her made her heart flip over and her belly quiver. He held his hand out, inviting her to join them. She slipped her palm against his. He curled his long fingers around hers and drew her close.

  “Are you good with this?” He swiped his thumb over her nipple, pebbling it. “What Noah’s doing to me?”

  “Yes.”

  He ran the tip of his tongue over his lower lip, drawing attention to the fangs in his mouth. “I want his dick in my ass and mine in your mouth.”

  She gasped, in shock or need. She couldn’t be sure. Whatever reaction he saw on her face made him smile. The wicked glint sparking in his eyes promised sin and heaven all wrapped in one. The wild side she’d guessed he’d kept well hidden was even naughtier than she ever would’ve imagined. More of her arousal flowed, drenching her panties.

  He squeezed her breast, not hard but enough to pull a breathy sound from her. “Look at me, Hannah.”

  She opened her eyes. She hadn’t realized she’d closed them.

  He rubbed his finger back and forth over her nipple, teasing the hard bud and sending sparks across her skin. “Answer me. Tell me you want this.”

  “I want this.” She glanced from him to Noah. “I want both of you.”

  “I can’t promise you that’ll happen tonight. I don’t know if I’m strong enough to keep my wolf at bay. Only knowing I can’t see the look of lust I know Noah is wearing for you is keeping me in control. My body knows Noah’s. This feels right. You understand?”

  His words pierced her heart. They were comfortable with each other. She was the outsider. She nodded anyway. She couldn’t hold it against them. Ethan had only met her a few months prior.

  “No.” Ethan cupped her face in his hands and bent so they were eye to eye. “Not just his hands on me. That’s not what I meant. It’s you watching me. Us. That feels right.”

  “I like seeing him touch you.” Gaze locked on Ethan’s face, she skimmed her hand down his cock. Her fingers brushed Noah’s. She covered them, and together they stroked Ethan’s hard length. Ethan’s lashes drifted shut, and she grinned. “I want to watch as he makes you come.”

  “It won’t only be Noah who sends me over.” Ethan moved one hand to the back of her head, holding her still. “It’ll be both of you.”

  She grinned. “Will it?”

  “Mmm-hmm.” With a slight push, he urged her to her knees. She glanced up the length of his body and collided with his blue eyes. Lust and raw need burned in them. “Suck my cock, Hannah. Give me what no other woman has.”

  His statement could’ve meant many things. She wanted to ask what, but she was beyond words. The same needs displayed on his expression echoed her desires. Her mouth watered for a taste of him. She focused on his length. Long, hard, and straight—he was perfect. She traced the vein running along his shaft, then opened her mouth.

  “Wait.”

  Noah’s command dropped between them. She froze and jerked her gaze to his face.

  He laid a hand on Ethan’s jaw and turned his head toward him. “I want Hannah’s arousal on my dick as I push into you.”

  Ethan growled, and Noah tightened his grip on Ethan’s chin. “Touch her, then me. That’s all I’m asking. You know I can never be more than a lover to her. Don’t shut me out of what little I’ll get to experience.”

  Ethan flinched and closed his eyes. A quick nod, and he turned his heavy-lidded gaze to her. “You heard him, Hannah. Stand and take off your panties. Let me feel how wet you are for us.”

  Chapter Eleven

  Us.

  Noah’s heart skipped a beat before pounding hard. The confirmation he wasn’t sure he’d ever hear was twined into the two-letter word. He didn’t delude himself into thinking the path ahead would be easy, but Ethan laid the groundwork for them with one syllable.

  Noah rested his fingers on Ethan’s ass, hoping to express how much it meant to hear. Ethan reached behind him, covered Noah’s hand and squeezed.

  Noah’s eyes burned with a wave of emotions. He didn’t handle the strong ones well. Neither did Ethan. They knew they loved each other. They could show it. Tell each other too. They’d had years to come to terms with what it meant. No. It was the moments that came out of nowhere and blindsided him, stripping him raw and leaving him vulnerable, that rocked him. It was always something simple too—a look, a touch, a word. That was all it took to remind him how damn lucky he was to have Ethan in his life.

  The male was everything to him, always had been, even when Mindy had lived. A friend, a confidant, a companion—Ethan had been the one Noah had turned to whenever he’d fought with Mindy. And when she died? Ethan had been the reason Noah stayed a member of the pack. Hell, Ethan had been the reason Noah continued breathing
.

  Guilt had consumed him over her death. He’d never felt her fear or her pain because he hadn’t soul-bonded to her. Shame filled him. He’d loved her, true mate or not. It wasn’t right that she’d suffered alone.

  Another rough squeeze from Ethan chased away the horrid images. Noah rested his cheek against Ethan’s back and took comfort from him as Noah had for years. His partner. His rock. His everything.

  And now we’re complete. We have Hannah.

  Ethan released him and stepped forward, breaking the line of their bodies. Noah fought the urge to yank him back, needing their physical connection, needing him. He couldn’t push Ethan for too much, too fast. What Noah asked of him went against nature. Nowhere in the shifter community did any ménage exist. Sure, some humans romanticized their culture and made threesomes and more commonplace, but it wasn’t natural, and the truth of their lives wasn’t pretty.

  They were a mistake—two souls forced to coexist in one body. Two, separate fucking species who wanted different things. That was their reality. So was knowing their greatest enemy was themselves. It was damn hard to run from your demons when the source of them shared your body. The one that tormented Ethan was a basic fundamental of their animal side—wolves did not share their mates.

  What Ethan was willing to do for them made Noah love him more. Noah let the emotion settle over him. It chased all the debilitating memories back, the ones that had left him feeling like a failure and a fool. He couldn’t change the past, but he could right the wrongs committed. He would too. Hannah would help him and Ethan.

  Noah shifted his attention to her. She stood half-naked with only her black skirt caressing her thighs. The loose material stopped inches above her knee. He wanted it off.

  She reached behind her. The sound of a zipper coming undone filled the room. He held his breath and waited for the material to fall.

  Ethan stopped her with a hand on her forearm. “Leave it. Just your underwear.”

  She cocked a brow and shifted her gaze to Noah. He sighed, pleased she wanted to know his desires too. He gave a small nod, and she focused on Ethan. “Then you can take them off.”

  With his hands on her hips, Ethan urged her to walk backward. The reason why became clear a moment later. He positioned her over the plush area rug so when she knelt she’d wouldn’t be on the hard floor. It left her in shadows. Noah moved closer to them, careful to stay out of Ethan’s line of sight.

  Ethan dropped to his knees in front of her and ran his hands over her hips, down her thighs to her ankles. Her breaths quickened, and so did Noah’s. He couldn’t wait to see what he had touched.

  Ethan skimmed the tips of his fingers up her legs, pushing her skirt higher. At her upper thighs, he stopped. He dragged his tongue over her skin, and Hannah pressed her lips together, stifling her whimper. She shifted restlessly against him. He grabbed her ass, holding her still, and continued teasing her with flicks of her tongue. The scent of her arousal filled the air.

  Ethan eased back. With his gaze on Hannah’s face, he slid his hand under her skirt. Hannah inhaled sharply, and her eyes widened.

  Noah fisted his dick to stop its twitching. Never had he been as aroused as he’d gotten watching Ethan kiss Hannah. Seeing their excitement had magnified his, but knowing he couldn’t touch them left him on edge and half-crazed. He couldn’t quite decide if he enjoyed the effect or not. He only knew he’d devour them once he got his hands on them.

  He moved behind Ethan. “Let me see her.”

  Ethan shoved her skirt higher, exposing her panties, and what he’d done to put the shocked look on her face. Ethan’s finger pushed the material between her lower lips much the same as Noah had earlier.

  “She’s soaked, Noah.” Ethan hooked a finger around the crotch of her underwear. She shivered. “Sensitive too.”

  Noah glanced at her face. She met his gaze, and the look she wore cranked his needs higher. “She needs to come.”

  “Yes, and my plans for us tonight won’t give her any relief. It doesn’t seem fair.”

  Noah swallowed hard. “No. It doesn’t.”

  Ethan slipped her panties off. She kicked them aside, and he stood. Hands balled at his sides, he faced Noah. Tension radiated from Ethan, but determination flared in his eyes. “Get her off with your tongue, lover.”

  “Are you sure that’s a good idea?” With the conflicting vibes radiating off Ethan, Noah wasn’t sure.

  “Yes. I want to kiss her while you make her come.” Ethan stepped behind her and wrapped an arm around her waist, locking her body to his. He tipped her head back and gazed into her eyes. “He might get to taste you, but I’ll get your whimpers. I need them. I want to hear you lose control. Prove to my wolf you want Noah’s touch, that I want him to touch you.”

  “Yes. Please. I want him.”

  “You heard her, Noah. Take her.”

  Noah dropped to his knees and ran his hands up her thighs, following the path Ethan had taken. Hannah’s need sweetened the air. Noah inhaled, drugging himself on the scent of her arousal. Eyes closed, he savored it. Her moan yanked his attention back to her. Ethan had wasted no time getting his mouth on her. He tipped her head back with a hand loosely circling her throat and kissed her hard.

  Noah watched him a second more, then shoved Hannah’s skirt higher, exposing her sex. The arousal coating her cleft spoke of her desire. She was drenched. He swiped his finger through her folds. She rocked against him. He repeated the simple stroke, and she widened her legs, inviting him closer. He didn’t need any more encouragement.

  He spread her lower lips. Pink and glistening, she was beautiful. She tempted him to fuck her with more than his tongue. His dick ached. He hadn’t been with a woman in so long. He missed the warmth of a female’s welcoming body, experiencing her softness, feeling her come apart around his cock. Not better than what Ethan could give him, just different. Noah wanted both, one after the other.

  Heaven, that’s what I’ll find with them. He’d lose himself in her. First, though, he wanted to fulfill his fantasy. Maybe he hadn’t agonized over it for months as Ethan had, but Noah craved it just the same.

  He licked her cleft from the opening of her sex to her clit, not lingering at either. Her flavor hit his tongue, and he groaned. The hungers he kept at bay broke with the taste of her excitement. With his hands on her ass, he lifted her. Ethan helped. He tugged her higher, cradling her upper body. He kept kissing her, loving her mouth the way he’d promised and teasing her nipples.

  The sight mesmerized Noah for a moment longer, but he turned his attention to making her come. He draped her thighs over his shoulders, opening her wide for his exploration.

  He dragged the tip of his tongue over her lower lips before flicking her clit. She jerked, proving how very sensitive she was. He abandoned the hard bud, not ready to give her relief, and prodded her opening with his tongue. More arousal greeted him. He lapped it up, drinking of her pleasure. He gorged himself on her sweet and tangy flavor. It didn’t satisfy him. It only made him hungrier.

  He squeezed her ass cheeks and thrust his flattened tongue into her. She cried out, but the noise was muffled by Ethan’s mouth. His pleased sound followed. Noah enjoyed hearing both. He needed more. He fucked Hannah with his tongue, piercing her over and over. More of her whimpers filled the room. She squirmed in his hold, pushing her drenched sex against his mouth.

  He wanted to answer her unspoken demand, but on his terms. He wasn’t ready for her to find release. He tore his mouth from her lower lips and replaced his tongue with his fingers. Her body gripped them. She ground herself over them. He let her stimulate herself, but he didn’t help her. He wanted her to writhe for him.

  She grabbed the back of Ethan’s head, pulled him closer and kissed him hard, taking her frustration out on him, not that Noah suspected his lover would view it as a punishment. Ethan loved to kiss, something Noah could take o
r leave, though he never turned Ethan away when he reached for him. Noah simply preferred to run his hands over Ethan’s body, marveling at the strength he held within and knowing the male belonged to Noah.

  He rested his cheek along Hannah’s inner thigh while he lazily stroked her sex and realized he enjoyed the same with Hannah. He liked the way her core gripped his fingers, how she wiggled against him, the way her skin felt under his lips.

  He turned his head and kissed her leg. She dug her heels into his back and made a carnal sound that betrayed her needs. Not muffled. He glanced up the length of her body and found Ethan’s wild gaze locked on him. Full fangs lowered, and the tips of his claws broke through the pads of his fingers.

  “Does she taste good?” Ethan’s guttural voice gave the question a primitive edge.

  Noah studied his lover a moment more but couldn’t quite decide if lust brought his primal side to the surface or jealousy. Noah suspected both. The fact that Ethan hadn’t attacked him was all that mattered. “Yeah. I think I’m addicted to her.”

  Ethan motioned toward him with a jerk of his chin. “Then kiss her. I want her arousal on your face. In your mouth.”

  Noah wanted the same. He lowered his head and licked her once more before focusing on her clit. He circled the bundle of nerves with his tongue, teasing it until it stood erect and sensitive. Another flick to her clit, and she writhed against him, pushing her sex against his face, exactly the response he’d wanted.

  “Now, Noah. Do it now.”

  With Ethan’s demand for completion and her silent one, Noah pressed a finger against her rear opening at the same time as he poised his tongue at the mouth of her sex. He heard her indrawn breath, obviously sensing what he’d do. He didn’t give her the chance to do more.

  In one quick move, he pushed his finger into her tight asshole and thrust his tongue in her core. Her inner muscles clamped down, and her body stiffened. Her pleasured cry followed but was muffled a second later, no doubt by Ethan’s mouth. Noah pumped both his finger and tongue into her, dragging out her orgasm until her restless movements betrayed her growing discomfort, and she was overwhelmed by the stimulation.