Rae, Beverly - Chasing Cally [Night Runner Werewolves 2] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Special Edition)

by Beverly Rae

  He stepped behind her and rested his chin on her shoulder. “So what would like? Are you going to share my bed with me? Or are you going to kick me out into the cold?”

  She giggled, unable to resist his charm. “I hardly think sleeping on the sofa downstairs is kicking you out into the cold.”

  “Anywhere I sleep is cold without you in my bed.”

  Not only could the man make her ache for him with his touch, he could do the same with his words. “Somehow I don’t think you’ve had to sleep alone much.”

  He nuzzled against her ear. “That’s where you’d be wrong. I may have had my share of women, but I’ve never shared my bed with any of them. You’ll be the first.”

  She pivoted to face him, needing to see if he was sincere. The truth shone in the way he looked at her. “Then how can I possibly kick you out of your own room?”

  He squeezed her tight, cupping her breast. “Want to try the mattress?”

  As much as she longed for him, she wanted something else more. “Would you mind if I take a bath first? All I can think of right now is soaking in hot water.”

  “Sure, I understand. It’s been a long night for you.”

  The fatigue she’d fought off suddenly hit her. But she wasn’t too tired to ignore her other needs. “How about scrubbing my back for me?”

  He grinned and started shedding his clothes. She laughed at his enthusiasm, tugged her shirt over her head, then turned on the faucet. The hot water steamed into the air, fogging up the full-length mirror on the opposite wall. Max surprised her by lighting the candles surrounding the tub and flicking off the light.

  “Are you sure you haven’t had anyone in here before?”

  “What? You mean the candles? Hey, can’t a man enjoy a little ambiance, too?”

  Max found her breasts again and worked his body closer. His eagerness had awakened his cock that pressed against her butt crack. She moaned into his caress, enjoyed the sensations his body always gave her, then stepped into the half-filled bathtub. Max joined her, sliding behind her and running his palms over her back to massage her shoulders. She fell back against the hard pole pushing on her buttocks and the rock-solid chest.

  “Oh, that feels so good.”

  “I intend to make you feel good all over.”

  He slid one hand over her collarbone to cup her breast, kneading her already hard nipple with his thumb. She moaned and closed her eyes, letting the pleasure wash away her fatigue.

  Max punched the button on the side of the tub and started the whirlpool jets. Streams of soothing water shot out to massage her legs. But the jets’ massage couldn’t compare to Max’s.

  “You two want some company?”

  Cally’s eyes flew open as she jerked away from Max and crossed her arms to cover her breasts.

  Ranlon and William stood in the doorway, their hungry eyes taking her in. William held a bottle of wine while Ranlon carried four goblets.

  Max circled his arms around her. “Hi, guys.”

  She glanced at him over her shoulder, the question coming to her eyes before it came to her lips. “Uh, were you expecting visitors?”

  “Always expect the unexpected in our home.”

  Ranlon’s black eyes twinkled with amusement. “William and I were wondering if we might join you. After all, we didn’t get to know you much the last time we were together. At Roxy’s place.”

  She should’ve told them to get lost, knew it was the right thing to do, especially with her feelings for Max growing stronger, but she didn’t want to. Ranlon and William were sexy men, almost as hot as Max and, after what had happened at Roxy’s, she couldn’t help but wonder what they’d be like in bed. Yet instead of answering, she bit her lip and wrestled with what to say. Thankfully, Max helped her out.

  “If you want them to join us, it’s okay with me. We share in this house.”

  She glanced at him again, but his expression didn’t contradict his consent. “But I don’t get it. At the bar, you didn’t like it when you thought I had a date. So how are you all right with them joining in?”

  He paused then cupped her chin to stare into her eyes. “This is different. These guys, all of us here at the ranch, are close. As close as any men can be. You going on a date with a man who wasn’t one of us, made me feel…less. It’s hard to explain, and again, this is your choice.”

  She reached up to clasp him behind the head. The gesture brought her breasts out of the water. Ranlon and William dropped their gazes, their lust written on their faces.

  “Okay. But I wouldn’t want Lena and, of course, Brittany to notice anything.”

  Ranlon set the glasses on the edge of the tub, then unbuttoned his shirt. “Don’t worry. Sara checked on them a minute ago and said they were out like a light. I guess they’re pretty worn out.”

  “Shit. Maybe we should’ve asked. Are you sure you’re up for this? You’re not too tired?” William’s baby blues studied her and he paused in his undressing.

  “I was tired. But not now.” Heat that didn’t come from the hot water warmed her between her legs. Just thinking about the three gorgeous men giving her pleasure gave her renewed energy.

  A nude and very aroused Ranlon stepped into the tub, his large body causing the water to rise higher as he sank next to her. William joined them, slipping to the other side of her. He turned off the faucet then placed his back against one of the tub’s jets.

  “Sit on me, baby.” Max murmured in her ear.

  The tingle of desire rushed through her, and she did as he requested, letting him lift her onto his lap. His shaft slid into her, easier than she would’ve expected and as though her body had been made for his.

  Ranlon bent to take a nipple in his mouth while William slicked his tongue over the swell of her other breast, licking the water from her skin. She gripped Ranlon’s dark hair, wetting it, then grabbed his hand and placed it between her legs. William groaned and watched his friend part her pussy lips.

  “Damn, she’s beautiful,” William whispered.

  “And tight.” Ranlon stroked her, finding the perfect spot to rub.

  “You have no idea.” Max rocked back and forth, his motion making waves to splash around their bodies. Holding her under her arms, he lifted her then let her body drop toward his as he thrust his hips upward.

  The walls of her anus strained against his huge cock, trying to hold on to him, then losing him as he pulled out, only to regain him when he lowered her again. She swore she could feel the tip of him hitting her, driving deeper until she was certain he’d meet Ranlon’s fingers.

  The orgasm broke free, shaking her from her core outward, and she tightened her grip on Ranlon’s hair. William took her breast and moved his hand over her stomach. The muscles in his back rippled and she yearned to caress them. When she did, she wasn’t disappointed. Granite-like steel covered with the smooth flesh of skin slid under her palm.

  “Come on, Max. Give her to me.” William’s harsh voice matched the tension in his features. “I need her to take a ride on me.”

  Max helped her position herself on top of William, facing the blue-eyed man. He stared at her and pushed his shaft inside her. She dug her fingernails into his shoulders, reveling in the sensation of tightening her pussy muscles around his hard pole. He let out a breath then kissed her neck, sucking the beads of perspiration away.

  Cally circled her hips, loving the way he undulated with her. A hand found the crevice in her buttocks and traced a path to her butthole. She laid her head back, her damp hair making rivulets down her body. Max, his eyes glowing with an amber edge, came to her side and ran a finger between her pussy folds.

  “Ride him, Cally. Show him what you can do to a man.” Taking her by the chin, Max turned her face toward him and crushed his lips to hers. He swept his tongue into her mouth, playing and teasing her, daring her to suck him inside. She did, drawing on the exotic taste that was Max. He rubbed her aching nub, keeping rhythm with William’s thrusts and making her clamp around Willia
m’s cock even harder.

  Splinters of exhilarating pains roared outward from her as another climax threw her head forward, her wet hair falling in front of her face. She watched as one man’s hand pleasured her nub and the other’s shaft drove into her time and again.

  Ranlon got to his knees, sloshing water over the edges of the tub. “Open up for me. Bend forward so I can take you from behind.”

  She couldn’t have denied him if she’d wanted to. Leaning closer to the reclining William, she pushed her breasts out and he sucked her tit into his mouth. Ranlon separated her cheeks then eased inside her.

  Max’s breath came in short pants, his eyes glowing a strange yellow color. Vaguely she wondered how his eyes could change color, then saw that William’s had done the same. But all she could do was to hold on, her body and not her mind needing all her concentration.

  Having Ranlon shove into her from behind while William pushed into her from the front left her breathless. She clamped her hand over Max’s, holding him between her legs. Without his approval, she never would’ve given herself to the other two men. Not now. Not since her feelings for Max had grown so fast.

  Holding on to William, she closed her eyes and let the ride run wild. Her heart pounded, the blood pumping in her ears, every nerve sensitive to every touch, every breath, every drop of moisture. Sounds like she’d never made before came from her and she urged the men to go deeper and rub harder.

  Max nibbled on her shoulder then dragged his teeth along her chest to nip the swell of her breast. The action, so simply sensual, rushed yet another orgasm through her. Her body shuddered until she crumbled onto William.

  “Carry her to the bed.” William eased her off him as Max climbed out of the tub.

  Wrapping her in a soft white towel, Max lifted her from the tub and cradled her in his arms. “You okay, baby?”

  Her eyes closed, she smiled and mewed, the only answer she could give. Her hand played with the sprinkling of dark hair between his pecs and she dragged in his scent. Had a man ever smelled the way he did? Could another man smell as masculine?

  Max laid her on top of the bed and pulled the towel from her. She opened her eyes, reaching out for him. Her eyes went wide at the five nude men standing around the bed. She jerked to a sitting position.

  “Take it easy, Cally. Like before, if you don’t want this, we won’t force you.” Max looked at the others to confirm what he’d said.

  Jimmy, a wide grin splitting his face, sat down. “I hope you say okay. I’ve been dying to get my hands on you again.”

  “Ignore the way he says things.” Nick, his broad shoulders highlighting a chest almost as wide, stepped closer then took a place on her right side.

  Ranlon and William strolled out of the bathroom, drying their bodies with more towels. She darted a look at the impressive cocks she’d enjoyed only minutes before then surveyed the others’ erect shafts. Each man was a work of art, a Herculean statue come to life.

  Michael joined them, pausing in the doorway. “Cally?”

  He didn’t need to voice the entire question, but she had one of her own for Max. Without even speaking his name, she sought his approval again.

  “This is what I want and need, Cally.” Max looked at his friends. “For now.”

  She swallowed hard then opened her arms wide to welcome them into the bed. Max fell on top of her, making her squeal, and kissed her hard. His gaze swept down into her soul, ridding her of any doubts. With a wicked grin, he tracked his tongue down her body, between her breasts, over her quivering stomach to the crease between her leg and torso. She opened to him, spreading her legs apart as he dipped his head to drink from her.

  “Damn, man, don’t wear her out.” Jimmy lay down, skimming his hand along the outside of her leg to follow it with his tongue. He kept up his journey by sliding his hand under her butt to fondle her cheek.

  Ranlon took her hand in his and feathered a kiss to her palm. The gesture, so tender, sent shivers through her, especially when he continued to run his tongue along her arm then over to her breast. Nick latched onto her other nipple and she moaned at the sensation of two tongues on her tits.

  Three tongues. “Oooh, Max. Yeah, please.”

  Max flattened his tongue against her clit then covered her with his mouth and sucked. Heat flew out from her pussy to spread to her arms and legs. He nibbled, sucked, then flattened his tongue against her, each move different from the one before. The sounds of him satisfying his need made her cry out, delighting in his enjoyment. She shook and reached out for anything to keep her from flying away.

  Michael surprised her by straddling her, taking her breasts from Ranlon and Nick, then pressing his cock between them. Nick and Ranlon complained but then helped hold her breasts against Michael’s shaft, allowing him to tweak her nipples. Pleasurable stings sparked through her and she reached out again.

  Nick slid closer, offering her his engorged cock. She wrapped her hands around it, pumped it twice, then couldn’t resist the urge to pull him inside her mouth. He groaned then plunged his fingers into her hair. Ranlon urged her to take his shaft, yet she cupped his balls instead. He worked his cock and used his other hand to hold onto the headboard.

  A myriad of sensations racked her, first in nips of pain, then in waves of delight. She had never felt as much lust, joy, and need as she did with the men. But more, she’d never felt more like a woman.

  William, who still stood by watching, groaned and pushed at Max. “You from the front, man, and me from the back.”

  Max turned her until Jimmy protested then moved off the bed. “I’m next, man.”

  On his side, Max lifted her leg over his as William moved behind her. Her pussy throbbed, and she ached for Max to hurry. He drove into her, clutching her butt cheek to keep her with him. William smoothed a gel over and around the tender rings of her anus then slid in, groaning as he did.

  Cally gazed into Ranlon’s face, took him, and pulled on his shaft. Michael moved his hips back and forth, his eyes closed, his breathing labored. Tensing, he fell away from her, rolling to his feet and heading for the bathroom. Jimmy laughed then took Michael’s place.

  Freeing Ranlon to take his cock in his own hand, Cally encased Jimmy’s shaft between her breasts, then took hold and worked her breasts in opposite directions. Only minutes later, Jimmy moaned and clutched her breasts together.

  “Oh, man, no. I’m going to come too soon.”

  Cally flicked her tongue over his mushroomed tip. Just as she’d expected, he tensed, moaned, and held a pillow to his crotch. His body jerked in waves of climax, the muscles in his stomach rolling like an earthquake.

  Nick pushed William’s arm. “Move. Change places.”

  But it was too late for William. He shoved back, stiffened for a moment, then bent forward, his release shock-waving through him as he covered himself.

  Seeing William climax sent another rush of orgasms, large then small, pummeling her body. She closed her eyes, blackness threatening to overtake her.

  Nick opened her from behind and eased himself inside her, making her open her eyes. His mouth parted as she captured him, enveloping him. His moan vibrated into her.

  Together, Max and Nick took her, ramming into her at the same time, with the same amount of force. They were like bookends, catching her between them and holding her prisoner. Again and again they plunged into her, their fingers digging in her flesh as she held onto Ranlon, driving him to a tortuously wonderful end.

  Please, don’t let this ever stop.

  Yet, in the back of her mind, Cally needed to have Max alone. Max was the only one who stood out for her. He was her hero and now he was her man. She gasped, not from the delights the men gave her, but from her sudden realization.

  I love him.

  Nick and Ranlon came at the same time then fell away. She moved away from Max then took one look at his confused face and laughed as she fell on top of him. Gripping his chest, she dug her fingers into his skin and slipped his cock in
side her. He grinned back and pumped into her.

  Their gazes met, holding each of them closer than mere flesh ever could. The others left the room without a word, leaving them alone.

  “Cally, stay with me.”

  “I already am.”

  He cupped her breasts, his eyes filled with a strange combination of tenderness and lust. “No. I mean stay with me. Now and forever.”

  Her heart leapt, swelling with a joy she’d never had before. Yet instead of using her voice to answer, she leaned over and placed a sweet kiss on his lips. He wrapped his strong arms around her and together they moved, until as one, they cried their releases.

  * * * *

  Cally rolled over and slid her hand along Max’s arm. He lay on his side, snoring softly. She stretched, luxuriating in the joy of waking up next to him.

  How long had it been since she’d stayed overnight with a man? Having sex was one thing, but staying over was another. Staying over meant there was more between them than just a wild romp in the sack.

  Her thoughts drifted back to the night before. Who would’ve thought she’d take several men into bed? Although she’d had wild sex before, last night was different. She’d felt special to all the men, but especially to Max. They’d made love to her, each in their own unique way, almost as though welcoming her into an exclusive club.

  She pressed the tips of her fingers to her mouth to stifle a giggle. She couldn’t help but think that her life had changed for the better.

  Not wanting to wake Max—after all, he’d worked hard last night, waking her up several times to make love—she slipped from under the covers and pulled on yesterday’s shirt. Thinking of a hot shower had her tiptoeing toward the bathroom when a sound outside drew her attention to the window.

  Drawing the curtains aside to peek out, she gazed down into the yard behind the house and gasped. Five wolves milled around in a circle, some with their tails wagging back and forth, a couple of them tussling in a playful fight. Most of them were black, with a golden one and a red one standing out from the crowd.

  Why are they by the house? What would a pack of wolves want here? Do wolves attack people in their homes? Brittany. Oh, my God, please don’t let her be outside.