by Lori King
Take it easy, Ry, we’re bigger than humans. You might hurt her.
Ryley stood up next to the bed and tugged Shandi until she was on her belly with her legs spread around his hips. With one hand under her soft belly, he lifted her up to her knees, and she groaned and tilted her hips back in invitation.
“That’s a fucking gorgeous sight.” Ryley moaned, and Rafe envied him to for a moment.
“Mmm…Ryley, please…” She moaned, dropping her forehead down to rest on the bed. Her hands clenched into the comforter, and her hips swayed with her rising passion.
Deciding that he wasn’t interested in sitting on the sidelines, Rafe moved up onto his knees on the bed near Shandi’s face. “Angel, I want to feel you, too. Taste me while Ryley fucks you.”
When she lifted her face again, her cheeks were bright pink, and her lips where swollen from their kisses. She reached out and gripped Rafe’s cock in her small hand, just as Ryley rubbed his dick over her pussy. By the way she gripped his cock he could guess how much of Ryley she had impaling her now. She panted loudly, and groaned as Ryley eased his way into her.
Rafe’s cock was nearly as hard as the wooden bedpost when she seemed to remember what she had been doing and her tongue darted out to lick him teasingly. His breath hissed through his teeth, and she pressed her lips against his cockhead in a full kiss. Then she swallowed him. There was no slow, teasing caress, or tender lead into it. She just deep throated his cock, and he was suddenly tickling her tonsils. It was a heady feeling, and his balls tightened up almost immediately.
“Whoa, angel. This is going to end way too fast if you don’t slow down,” he complained, gripping her long hair in one hand to hold it back from her face. She instantly groaned and swallowed him another inch deeper, and he grinned to himself. Wrapping her hair in his hand more tightly, he began to tug at it to direct her. It was like he had a direct connection to her center of orgasm with her hair in his hand, as she began to follow his lead.
Shandi bobbed up and down on his length, her hot mouth enveloping him, and her teeth just barely scraping him. Rafe was in heaven. He could feel the momentum of his brother’s thrusts deep into her womb as it pushed her forward onto his own cock. It was taking every ounce of self-control to keep from blowing his load right down her hot throat.
Ryley’s movements became more frantic, and Shandi’s bobbing slowed down. She was losing focus, so Rafe eased out of her mouth, but he kept her hair gripped in his hand. She seemed to enjoy the sting of him pulling her hair so much that he did it again and again. Anything that increased her pleasure ultimately increased his own.
Ryley growled low in his throat, and then roared as he came hard. He slammed into Shandi, and she lurched forward against Rafe, who held her solidly as she splintered with her own release. She was stunning when she was in the throes of an orgasm. Her mouth dropped open, her face was flushed, her whole body was trembling, and she made the most delicious sex noises.
The two slumped on the bed, Ryley holding most of his weight on his forearms, for several moments before he started to pull away. Her moan of disapproval had Ryley grinning. She had more stamina than they gave her credit for, and she was more passionate than they could have dreamed.
“Rafe?” The word came out as a question, and it drew his gaze down to her beautiful purple eyes.
“Yes, angel?” he murmured, watching her hooded eyes dilate as she ran her gaze over his still rock-hard erection.
“You didn’t…I mean…you haven’t…” She started to get nervous. Rafe could tell by the way she clenched up her muscles, and her eyes darted away from his.
“I will, angel, but you needed a minute to recover from Ry,” Rafe responded gently, and she giggled.
“Yeah, I guess so,” she said, glancing over her shoulder to see Ryley stretched out on the bed next to them with one arm thrown over his eyes. “Looks like he needed some recovery time, too.”
“Just keep talking, baby girl. I have a long memory, and I will gladly give you a spanking for making fun of me after I gave you a mind-blowing orgasm,” Ryley said without moving or looking at her.
Rafe was watching her closely, and saw her shiver of desire at Ryley’s words. She was definitely a little bit dirty minded, and that knowledge set his wolf chomping at the bit to mate her. He wanted to bite into her pale white flesh and taste her blood on his tongue. He wanted to feel the sting of her teeth in his own skin, and know that they were connected. Bonded for all of eternity. It was more important to him now than ever, and he could see why his brother and cousins had gone a bit crazy after finding their mates.
“A spanking, huh? That sounds kinky,” she said playfully, letting her body stretch out flat on her stomach on the bed and stretching her toes. Rafe had to shake himself to concentrate. Even her Goddamn toes were sexy as hell.
“Someday I want to paint you like this,” Rafe said without even realizing he had spoken out loud.
Shandi’s eyes popped wide open and she stared at him. “You’re a painter?”
He nodded and ran a hand over her jaw, tracing the bone up to her ear where he began playing with her hair. “I paint in my downtime.”
“Wow, I never would have guessed you for an artist,” she said with genuine surprise, drawing a chuckle from him.
“What do you think artists look like?” he asked, watching her closely for her reaction.
“Oh, I don’t know. Tall, skinny, glasses, definitely a beret. No self-respecting artist would paint without a beret,” she said, giggling as she ran a hand through his hair. Another soft growl slipped from his throat at her subconsciously affectionate gesture, and instead of retorting back, he pressed his lips to hers in a quick kiss.
“If you can tease me, you can take me. It’s my turn, angel.” With that, Rafe slid down the bed until he was lying next to her. He began kissing her shoulder and neck, and slowly turned her to her back.
Her breasts rose and fell in a heavy pattern as he tenderly stroked the diamond-hard nipples and sensitive areolas. She had large breasts, and they overflowed his hands nicely. They sloped high above her soft, sexy belly, peaking with raspberry-colored nipples. She wasn’t stick thin, but Rafe preferred that his women be soft and supple. He had no interest in bones and thin skin. A werewolf’s mate had to be tougher than that, but still have a feminine side. She was the perfect blend.
As he kissed his way down her throat to the slight indentation between her breasts, he let his hand stroke gently over the quivering muscles of her stomach. The soft hair that covered her pussy lips teased at his palm as he edged closer and closer to his destination. Using his knee, he parted her thighs, and she hooked her ankles around the back of his legs. A growl escaped his throat as his wolf whined with satisfaction.
His fingers slid through her hot, wet cunt and into her snug passage with ease, and she moaned, thrusting against him. He sucked her nipple into his mouth, and let his thumb gently brush against her asshole. She bucked up instinctively, but his weight held her in place, and he chuckled.
“Rafe?” she asked nervously, and he glanced up to meet her passion-filled eyes.
“Shh, angel. I would never hurt you. This is going to feel good, just let me…” He dropped his mouth back to her breast and suckled on her nipple hard, enjoying the gasp of surprise from her. Pushing his thumb past the tight ring of muscles, he set up a slow rhythm of stroking with his fingers and thumb.
“Rafe, please!” she moaned, and her hips rocked against him.
Sensing that she was near the edge again, he reluctantly removed his hand, and pressed his thick cockhead against her clit.
“Open your eyes, angel. I want to see you when I take you. I want you to know it’s me inside of you.” He used her own moisture to ease his way as he pushed into her tight pussy. The feeling of her snug muscles stretching around him like a hot, wet glove made him growl harshly. Her pupils dilated, and he could feel his wolf pushing at him to claim her as his mate. The urge to bite her was stronger than a
nything he had ever felt in his life.
Shandi’s fingernails dug into his biceps as he braced himself over her and thrust as deep as he could go. Her moan of pleasure and the flush on her cheeks made his head spin. She was fire and passion to his strength and dominance. He wanted her more than he wanted to breathe, and they moved together in the rhythm of the ages. When she finally exploded around him in orgasm, he could feel his own nirvana approaching, and his canine teeth pierced his bottom lip as he restrained his wolf.
Shandi’s eyes grew wide, and fear was clear in them for a brief moment, before he began to come inside of her. The moment his cock twitched with the first burst of release, a scream burst from her lips and her eyes slammed shut as her body bowed up in another orgasm.
It was several moments before she opened her eyes again, and when she did they were heavy lidded and glazed with satisfaction. Rafe’s wolf preened in his chest.
That was fucking hot to watch, bro.
She’s amazing, Ry.
You don’t have to tell me that. You came damn close to shifting.
She saw…
Shit!
Rafe decided to let her make the first move, and he shifted his weight off of her and nuzzled her throat gently. She tilted her chin, giving him access and silently submitting to his Alpha-natured wolf. A wide smile broke over his face as he pressed a kiss against her shoulder.
Chapter 10
Shandi couldn’t move. Her body felt like melted marshmallow, and her pussy throbbed and pulsed around Rafe’s thick cock. He was still semi-hard, and every now and then he would twitch inside of her, causing another wave of lust to ripple through her.
“Wow,” she whispered as Rafe kissed her shoulder.
She could feel his body shudder and tense. She turned her head and met Ryley’s eyes over the back of Rafe’s blond head. Ryley watched her with what looked like apprehension, and she frowned.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“Nothing, angel, that was absolutely fucking perfect,” Rafe said, lifting his head to stare at her.
There it was again. That brief look of anxiousness that had flitted through Ryley’s eyes was now in Rafe’s gorgeous blue ones. What was causing them to be anxious?
“If it was so perfect, why do you both look like you’re waiting for me to bolt?” she asked pointedly.
The two men exchanged a glance, and Rafe gently disconnected himself from her to lie next to her. Ryley came around the bed to stretch out on the other side of her, so that she was sandwiched between them while still on her back.
Ryley brushed a lock of her hair away from her cheek, and wrapped it around his finger. “We just don’t want you to have second thoughts, baby girl. That’s all.”
“I don’t want you to regret anything that happened tonight. We didn’t either one mean for it to happen so fast,” Rafe said, propping his head up on his hand, and resting his huge hand over her belly just under her ribs. His fingers danced over the scars from her biopsies and the tiny tattoos from her radiation.
It felt like a mark of possession, the heat of his hand branding her skin like a hot poker. She felt wanton and desirable as these two sexy men hovered over her, completely focused on her feelings and her needs. They couldn’t be for real. There was no such thing as a man that was sexy as hell and caring, too, right?
“I don’t regret it. You didn’t do anything I didn’t want you to do. In fact, you found a few things that I didn’t know I wanted you to do,” she said with a soft giggle. Both men smiled and relaxed instantly.
The ease in their muscles made them both look younger, and the image of Rafe looming over her with sharp fangs flashed through her brain. Nerves tightened in her belly. Surely that had been a trick of the light, or just her imagination. Rafe was smiling now and his teeth were perfectly even. Damn near too perfect.
“Umm…I do have a question,” she said, staring at his mouth. His jaw ticked, and his tension startled her.
“Anything. We will be as honest as possible with you, Shandi,” Rafe said, and the honesty in his eyes took her breath away.
“When you were umm…well…ummm…I could have sworn you had fangs for a minute,” she stammered, and Rafe’s eyes shut for a second.
Ryley’s hand gripped her chin and turned her face to look at him. “Shandi, we aren’t exactly normal guys.”
Shandi couldn’t help it. She laughed out loud. “Duh. Have you looked in the mirror lately? I don’t see too many blond Adonises walking around Kansas City. Clearly you guys hit the jackpot in the gene pool.”
Both men laughed, but Ryley’s eyes held a shadow of sadness, too. “Damn, you know how to make a man feel good, baby girl.”
She accepted his gentle kiss, flicking her tongue out to trace the seam of his lips. He growled against her mouth, and she gasped. “The growling thing is hot and all, but you both do it. Why?”
“It’s hard to explain,” Rafe said, drawing her attention away from Ryley.
“Try,” she whispered.
“I would rather we all get some rest for tonight, and then talk tomorrow. I would really like to take you to our place tomorrow for the day. We live outside of town a little ways,” Rafe said, rolling to his back, and then using one hand to shift her so that her head rested against his chest.
“We can show you around a bit, and we were planning on going fishing at the lake. Say yes, Shandi. Spend the day with us tomorrow,” Ryley whispered against her ear, rolling her to face Rafe so that he could press his chest to her back. His large cock rested in the crack of her ass, and she instinctively pushed back against him with a low moan.
“I suppose I could do that, but I think we should talk. I don’t want to give you guys the wrong impression. I’m still not in the market for a long-term relationship,” she said, and she could feel Rafe stiffen under her. She held her breath as Ryley pulled away from her and rolled onto his back.
“Fine,” Ryley snapped, and she flinched. “You want to keep it casual, we will. I’m going to get out of here.” With that he stood and quickly found his pants and tugged them back on.
Shandi watched from where she still rested in Rafe’s embrace. She was shocked by the intensity of his anger. Rafe now held her in a much looser embrace, and his body was taut with his own frustration.
“Hey, I never lied to you, or tried to mislead you, damn it,” she said sharply as she sat up, and moved to pull the afghan at the bottom of the bed up to her chest.
Rafe gripped her arm, and turned her to face him as he sat up as well. “You brought us to your home and to your bed, Shandi. I don’t consider that casual.”
“I wanted you,” she said quietly, feeling vulnerable and confused. What did they want her to say? She had been as honest as possible with them, hadn’t she?
“I’ve never in my life felt used before,” Ryley said with a soft sigh.
“I didn’t mean to make you feel used, Ryley. I just…I was in a long-term relationship that went bad. I’m not what you think I am, and I don’t want you to hate me.” She swallowed hard as her voice broke, and she stared down at her hands fisted tightly in the material that covered her nudity. The silence was awful, and she sat anxiously awaiting their brush-off.
“Tell us,” Rafe said softly, reaching out and brushing her long hair over her shoulder. “What happened to make you feel like this?”
Her eyes filled with tears, and she forced herself to breathe deeply through her nose. She couldn’t break down in front of them. For three years she had held it all in. All of the anguish and pain that Jett had caused her, and now these brothers wanted her to share it. They expected her to expose her vulnerabilities, and lay them out on the table. Fear kept her silent and frozen in place.
She sensed Ryley’s movement, but she refused to look up at him until he gripped her chin between his thumb and forefinger and forced her to meet his gaze.
“What makes you think that we could ever hate you, Shandi?” he asked.
Steeling her nerves for
the rejection she knew her secrets would cause, she took a big breath and dove in. “Five years ago I was diagnosed with cervical cancer. I nearly died,” she said softly, and both men gaped at her.
“Oh my God, angel—” Rafe started to say, but she shook her head slightly and he quieted.
“It was stage three, and the doctors gave me about a forty percent chance of survival with aggressive chemo and radiation treatments. That’s what the scars are on my stomach. They are from biopsies and radiation treatments.” Understanding lit Rafe’s eyes as she stared up at him, and he nodded at her, encouraging her to continue. “My boyfriend at the time was sympathetic, and seemed supportive. Jett took me to my appointments, and held my hand while I went through it all…” A sob caught in her throat and she choked on it. Tears were freely streaming down her cheeks unchecked now.
Ryley surprised her by reaching out and plucking her up into his arms. He settled back against the headboard with her cradled against his chest and his chin on top of her head. Rafe moved up to take her legs into his lap, and he ran his hand up and down her calf supportively.
She immediately felt relief that she had shaved her legs that morning, and it made her giggle. At Rafe’s questioning look she smiled through her tears. “Just thanking God I remembered to shave my legs today,” she explained, and he returned her smile.
“So if this boyfriend was so supportive, where is he now?” Ryley asked. Anger and jealousy laced his tone, and Shandi sighed.
“Long gone. After two years of horrific treatments, hundreds of visits to the doctor’s offices, and too many days of praying for death, the doctor told me that I was cancer free. That should have been great news, but the treatments and the cancer wreaked havoc on my body. I had to have a hysterectomy. When Jett found out that I would never be able to have kids of my own, he decided that I wasn’t the right woman for him anymore, and he left.” She finished her story, and the two men were completely silent. A chill of fear ran down her spine, when she realized that they were also completely still.