Her Hidden Pack (House of Wolves and Magic Book 4)

by Helen Scott

  Still, as I lay down in bed next to her and felt my heart swell with affection as she cuddled up next to me, I couldn’t help but dream of the day when we could do this in our own home, without the threats that currently hung over us. It would happen one day, I fully believed that, I just wished it would hurry up and get here.

  14

  Nina

  I’m not sure how long Roman and I lay together in bed, but when Micah, Blake, and Tate came back, none of them were surprised to find the two of us naked together.

  “You owe me five bucks,” Micah said to Tate.

  My other mate reached into his jeans and pulled out his wallet, sliding a five-dollar bill from the fold before slapping it into Micah’s waiting palm, a disgruntled look on his face.

  “Betting on me?” I asked with a raised eyebrow. I honestly didn’t care if they were, I was more just curious about what the bet was.

  “Micah bet that you two wouldn’t be able to keep your hands off each other, and Tate said that you were too sleepy to want to fool around. I refused to participate,” Blake said as he came and sat next to me on the bed.

  “Only because you knew I was right,” Micah said with a scoff.

  A knowing smile spread over Blake’s face, and I knew that Micah was right on both counts.

  I wanted to ask if they’d found anything, but I also felt like if they had, then it would have been the first thing they’d told us instead of talking about a bet that didn’t really mean anything, other than that Micah knew I wouldn’t turn down a good dicking. They must have seen the question in my eyes though, or maybe felt it through the bond, because Micah sighed as he sat down on the other bed and said, “There were some shifter scents, but nothing recent. Nothing that might indicate your fifth mate would be around. Not to say he might not show up, but he certainly hasn’t been there recently.”

  I let out the breath I’d held as Micah spoke, and a heaviness weighed on my heart. I had known that finding my last mate wouldn’t be easy, but I’d hoped that it wouldn’t take too long. Now I wasn’t so sure. Considering how much of a hurry Skuld had been in to talk to me, I thought the fates would have wanted me to find my last mate faster than this. Maybe I was just being impatient though.

  “We’ll find him,” Roman murmured into the top of my head, some of my hair moving with his lips.

  “No one can resist you for long, beautiful,” Micah added as he stepped toward the end of the bed, watching me carefully as he did so.

  “I know,” I teased back, winking at him awkwardly from where I was still lying with Roman. I pushed into a sitting position, bringing the sheet with me to keep myself covered. As much as I wanted to try out the whole group sex thing, I wasn’t sure now was the time. “Seriously though, I do believe we’ll find him. I don’t think Skuld would have set us on this path if there was no hope. It’s just hard to keep the faith, so to speak, when a lot of things have gone wrong recently.”

  “You didn’t scent any shifters in that bar at all?” Roman asked as though he wasn’t entirely sure he believed them.

  Micah shook his head, and Tate said, “There were scents, but they were old. I’d say there hadn’t been a shifter in that bar in weeks.”

  Roman nodded thoughtfully.

  “What are you thinking?” I looked over at him, his face inscrutable.

  “I think we should stay another night, just to be sure, but this time, we all go out. I mean even though there haven’t been any shifters in that bar in a while, they’ve been there at one point because there were old scents, right?”

  All three of them nodded.

  “So maybe we should give it another night?” I asked, seeing his train of thought.

  Roman nodded slowly. “I know I said we should try a new place every night, but that place didn’t scent even remotely of shifter. At least we have a chance with this one.”

  I agreed.

  “Okay, so if we’re staying here another night, waiting for lover boy, what are we going to do to keep ourselves entertained?” Blake asked from next to me, a low growl of need edging his voice.

  “I’ve got a few ideas,” Tate added. When I looked over at him, his eyes were hooded and dark with lust.

  I glanced at Roman, waiting for him to object, but when he looked back, all I saw was his wolf peeking out at me, a hunger I recognized dancing in the depths of those stormy eyes of his. I couldn’t help but swallow thickly before looking at Micah.

  He just grinned and said, “You know I don’t mind sharing, beautiful.”

  My vagina asked me if this was a good idea, but my libido was fully on board. Actually, that was an understatement. My libido was practically shaking me, telling me to jump in and not look back.

  I wasn’t sure how to express myself without feeling embarrassed, since it wasn’t like having group sex came up often. I was still getting used to the idea of having mates, let alone mates that were willing to share in the bedroom.

  They must have been able to sense my hesitation and curiosity, because without saying a word, they all began slowly stripping, each of them taking their time baring their bodies to me. It was enough that by the time they were naked, I was more than ready to go.

  Blake had stood to get undressed, and as he knelt on the bed next to me, he said, “If anything is too much or you want to stop at any point, just say the words. We want you to be comfortable, that’s the most important thing. Okay?”

  I nodded, biting my bottom lip in anticipation.

  “Angel, why don’t you suck Micah’s cock for a bit. The poor guy looks about ready to combust,” Roman whispered in my ear.

  It was all the encouragement I needed. I pushed up out of my seat and crawled down the bed toward Micah and his waiting cock, making sure to sway my ass and give Roman a good show as well. When I reached the end of the bed, I tucked my knees under me and sat, watching him for a moment before I bent to take his cock in my mouth.

  The bead of moisture on the tip smeared on my tongue, filling my mouth with the salty taste of him as I took him deeper. I swirled my tongue around the underside of his cock as I let him fill my mouth as much as possible, stretching my lips to accommodate his girth. He groaned as he hit the back of my throat, and my pussy pulsed in response.

  Though I was solidly focused on what I was doing, I heard Roman growl out behind me, “Don’t just stand there and let her do all the work.”

  The next thing I knew, hands were on me—Blake and Tate. They were stroking, caressing, and when they worked their way to my nipples, they pinched and pulled as well. I moaned around Micah’s cock, my body already in overdrive from sex with Roman.

  As though they were in sync, the two of them slipped their hands down my body between my legs and pulled my legs apart, spreading my knees wide as I still sucked on Micah’s cock. One of them went back to playing with my nipples, while the other found the slickness between my thighs and began working my clit.

  I’d already had two—well, technically three—orgasms, so I honestly wasn’t sure how many more I could handle before I became a puddle of shifter on the bed. Even though I’d cleaned up after my time with Roman, I was still a little self-conscious of what they would find between my legs.

  Whoever was playing with my clit clearly didn’t care though, because he slid two fingers into my pussy and began pumping them in and out of me while his thumb continued circling the swollen nub that lay just above my entrance. My body shook and trembled from their attentions, and just as I thought they were going to push me over the edge into my pleasure, they stopped.

  I let Micah’s cock go free from my mouth and looked at the two of them. Blake grinned and said, “Not yet, love. Come and sit on my cock.” He climbed onto the bed, and I took Micah’s hand before I crawled over to Blake, making sure I could still suck Micah’s cock, even as I rode Blake.

  As I straddled Blake’s lap, I lined his cock up with my entrance before easing myself down onto it. The way he filled me had my head falling back with pleasure. I beg
an to ride him, pumping up and down on his cock until his hands gripped my hips, giving them a squeeze to get my attention.

  I hadn’t even realized that I’d closed my eyes, or that Micah and Tate had climbed onto the bed as well. Five people on a queen-sized bed was more challenging than I thought it would be. Tate knelt behind me between Blake’s legs and let his hands roam my body as he kissed my neck, shoulders, and back. Micah reached between us as I began to move again and worked my clit with his fingers. All the stimulation was overwhelming, and my body felt like it couldn’t pay attention to everything at once.

  “Blake, you and Tate switch places,” Roman said from somewhere close by.

  Neither of them objected, and I was maneuvered until we were positioned as Roman had suggested. This time, Tate was the one lining me up with his cock and sliding home, making me whimper from the fullness.

  “Don’t get too comfortable, angel. Blake is going to fuck your ass, and then when you’re full with the two of them, Micah is going to let you suck his cock again.” My whole body felt like it was going to combust at Roman’s words.

  Tate held me just above his hips so he could fuck me from below, while Blake’s fingers found my asshole and began to stretch it out for his cock. Between how slick I was already and how wet his cock was from fucking me, we didn’t need any help fortunately. He pushed the head of his cock against my ass, and when it slid in past the ring of muscle, he paused, letting me acclimate to it before pushing in farther. Tate eased his thrusting down to a gentle rock of his hips, though he kept himself completely sheathed within me.

  Blake worked himself in farther, and the sensation of both of them inside me was mind-blowing. I hadn’t done this often, but I loved it. Being filled to capacity was an exquisite kind of pleasure that bordered on pain. As the two of them began moving within me, I let myself get lost in the sensation, and it was only Roman’s voice that brought me back to reality.

  “Open that beautiful mouth, angel,” he growled out.

  I did as he asked and looked up at Micah as he stood above me on the bed, sliding his cock between my lips. I sucked him down and took him as deep as I could, watching the desire flare even brighter in his eyes as I did so.

  When someone started playing with my clit, I assumed it was either Blake or Tate, but there were too many hands with the ones that were on my breasts and the others that were on my hips. As I glanced to the side, I saw Roman there. Surprise rushed through me. After our previous session, I’d expected him to sit this out.

  “You’re going to come on their cocks, aren’t you, angel?” he asked, and though his words were asking a question, I knew it was a statement.

  The more his fingers worked me, the closer I came to the edge, and since Blake and Tate had walked me up to it before, I knew that when I went over this time, it would be even more intense. I didn’t want to bite Micah’s cock off when I came though, so I pulled my head away.

  “Angel, why did you let Micah’s cock out of your mouth?” Roman asked, his fingers stilling on my clit.

  “’Cause I don’t want to bite it when I come,” I panted.

  “I appreciate the sentiment, but you open your mouth when you come, not close it. I’m not worried,” Micah growled out from above me.

  “Fine, your cock,” I said with a grin.

  As I opened my mouth once more and he slid his cock between my lips, I gently scraped my teeth against his shaft. Instead of scaring him like I expected it to, he just shuddered and gave me a look that was darker and more fiery than I was used to seeing from him.

  Roman’s fingers began moving again, but this time, I was already so close to the edge that it took him almost no time at all to push me over. Micah had been right—when I came, I screamed my lungs out. As my body convulsed around Blake and Tate’s cocks, I felt them find their pleasure as well. Their cocks twitched and jerked inside me as they thrust into me a few final times.

  Micah hadn’t come though, and when Blake and Tate removed themselves from my body, I felt achingly empty, but Micah solved that problem. He dropped to the bed, making me bounce on the mattress, and I couldn’t help but giggle. Without any preamble, he pulled me toward him, laying me on my back with my head at the edge of the bed before sliding into me, making me moan with delight at the sensation.

  “Can I feel those beautiful lips, angel?” Roman asked, and I was surprised to see him walk around the edge of the bed with his thick cock hard once more.

  I opened my mouth for him, and he lifted my head slightly so I could slide him between my lips. As Micah thrust into my pussy, Roman did the same with my mouth, and the two of them began moving at the same time, like they were trying to see who could get as deep into me as possible. The noises that escaped me around Roman’s cock were almost embarrassing, but they both felt so good, just like Tate and Blake had. We all fit together so well.

  “I can’t hold out much longer, beautiful,” Micah said, his voice sounding strained.

  I made encouraging noises, not needing him to hold out on my behalf. He seemed to understand my meaning, because he sped up as he sought his own release. Within moments, he was growling my name and his cock was jerking inside me.

  Roman’s grip on my head tightened, and I took a breath just before he plunged into my mouth so deeply that I swear he was in my throat. He held a hand over my throat and the other was at the back of my neck as he pumped away

  “Play with her clit,” he growled out.

  I didn’t know who took up the command, but fingers were there stimulating everything they could—my nipples, my clit, my asshole, everything. The whole time, Roman filled my mouth again and again until I was having trouble timing my breaths with his movements. As he pushed deep into my throat once more, the lack of air only made all the sensations feel that much more intense. I only felt the orgasm build for a second before it ripped through me. As I screamed my pleasure, Roman’s cock twitched, and he released himself down my throat with a roar.

  When he pulled out, I took a deep breath and let my body go limp on the bed. I was a sticky, sweaty mess, but I’d never felt so loved. How my fifth mate was going to fit into this lineup, I didn’t know, but if this was the kind of sex we were having, I couldn’t wait to find out.

  15

  Nina

  The moment we stepped outside, I caught a scent I’d been hoping to avoid—Jax’s pack. Luckily, the scent wasn’t strong enough for me to actually be worried.

  “Do you smell that?” I asked quietly as my men walked with me toward the bar we were going to check out, the ache between my thighs from our playtime making itself known. Not that I was objecting. I had lost count of the number of orgasms I’d had in the last twenty-four hours. I was willing to bet that it was probably closer to the number I’d had my entire life up until I met Roman.

  “We do. Why do you think you’re stuck in the middle of the four of us?” Micah asked, giving me a nudge with his shoulder.

  I hadn’t even noticed until that moment that there was one mate on each side of me. Blake led the charge, with Micah and Tate at my sides, and Roman brought up the rear.

  “We should keep a low profile,” Roman said with a grumble as we kept moving.

  Whoever had been here didn’t seem to be around anymore, since the scent wasn’t strong enough. So I wasn’t going to give up a chance at finding my fifth mate, not when I didn’t know how much time we had until Jax found us again, because it was a when, not an if. We couldn’t let ourselves get caught with our metaphorical pants down again. Not when I knew how much was riding on this now.

  If we got caught now, it would be all over. Jax would do whatever it took to get me and take his place as Fenrir, bringing chaos and darkness to the world, which was the opposite of what I wanted. It would destroy me, which I supposed was the whole point. I’d be nothing like myself by the time he was done with me, and if I couldn’t go down fighting and I couldn’t shift, then I wasn’t sure how long I could last against him.

  As we w
alked in, I saw a booth off to one side that we could claim so we made our way over there. This bar was a lot more active than the last one. There were pool tables, dart boards, and a jukebox, but no waitresses. If we wanted drinks or food, we had to order at the bar, which was unfortunate since it meant spreading our scents around more than I liked.

  “I’ll grab some drinks and food, be right back,” Tate said.

  We made ourselves comfortable in the booth, and I watched as Tate handed over his credit card once more. “We need to figure something else out for money. We can’t just keep putting everything on Tate’s card. At some point, he’s going to hit a limit or the bank will flag the charges as fraud or something.”

  “You’re right. Maybe we can hustle some of the pool tables and dart boards. Do either of you play?” Roman asked, looking at Micah and Blake, who sat on my other side.

  “I’ve been known to throw some darts,” Blake said.

  “I can play pool, but I’m not great at it,” Micah answered with a shrug.

  “Probably better than the humans that are in here,” Roman said, his tone hushed so only we could hear him.

  Tate slid back into the booth at that moment and asked, “What are we whispering about?”

  “Who can hustle up some cash via pool and darts,” I replied.

  He nodded sagely. “I’m pretty killer at pool.”

  I shook my head with a grin. Of course he was.

  “Well apparently, you’re the only one,” I said.

  “Who said that?” Roman asked.

  I turned and squinted at him.

  “I never said I wasn’t good at pool, I just asked the others what they were good at.” He reached under the table and gave my thigh a squeeze, mischief dancing in his eyes.