Chasing the White Wolf [Skinwalkers 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Jane Jamison

  “Good girl.” Eric spun the spur tines so she could see him do so, then held it to her shoulder.

  The sting was short and sharp, but she managed not to clamp down on Nick’s cock.

  “That stings a bit, doesn’t it?”

  She didn’t answer. Didn’t think she should turn Nick’s cock loose. The feeling of a cock filling her mouth and Tony’s fingers in her anus drove her crazy. If they wanted to use spurs on her, then she wanted it, too.

  Eric spun the spur again, then held it against her nipple. The flash of pain ripped into her, a tsunami that was part sizzle and part hurt. “I asked you a question, woman.”

  She freed Nick’s shaft to his grumbled complaint. “Yes, sir, it stings.”

  “But you like it, don’t you?”

  Eric wasn’t really asking a question. “Yes, sir.”

  “Good. Then let’s get this game really started.”

  Tony caressed her back with his other hand, running his fingers up and down her spine to send tingling sensations running rampant through her. “Put your hands behind your back, baby.”

  She did as he’d ordered, turning Nick’s cock loose again to his low curses. Fascination mingled with lust as she watched Tony take one of the longer leather ties from Nick and wrap it around one of her wrists. He pulled her arm behind her, then tugged the tie and wrapped the other end around her ankle.

  He took her other arm and did the same. Although having her arms held back and secured to her ankles hurt a little, stretching her muscles, it was a good kind of hurt.

  “Lean back, baby. Don’t worry. I won’t let you fall over.”

  She did as Tony ordered, and found that it gave her enough slack to grab her legs and support herself. The action pushed her breasts upward and her hips forward.

  “I’m going to come all over those luscious breasts.” Nick stroked his cock and stepped closer. “Go on. Suck on me some more.”

  She did, drawing him back inside her mouth. The familiar flavor burst into her mouth and she moaned her satisfaction. He pulled away, his face closed as he tried to hold on to his orgasm.

  “Eric, put your cock in my pussy. I need it so much.” She needed him, needed them so much, more than she’d have thought she could ever need any man.

  “Beg me to.”

  “Eric, come on. Submissive is one thing, but that’s going too far.”

  She shook her head at Nick’s complaint. If Eric wanted her to beg, then she’d beg. “Please, Eric, I need you inside me. My clit’s throbbing and I’m so hot and wet.” She added the one word he seemed to like. “Sir.”

  “In time. Damn, she’s beautiful when she wants it.” Eric flicked the spur again. “Let’s see how this feels on your sweet clit.”

  Pushing her to lean back even more, Eric parted her pussy lips then spun the spur again. The touch of the silver blades against her clit was explosive, painful. She cried out, almost losing her release as the sting swept both outward and inward to make her pussy weep and her clit throb even harder.

  “Was it good? Tell me you want me to do it again.”

  “I want you to do it again.” She dared to ask, to demand more. “With your cock filling me up.”

  Tony’s fingers plunged deeper into her anus. Heat swept over her, threatening to take her where she’d have no other choice but to let the whirlwind building inside her spin out of control.

  Her words did the trick. Eric clutched her legs and spread them farther apart. Cupping her behind the neck, he plunged his cock inside her, pushing past her folds to pierce her cunt. She cried out at the violence of the act. Yet as violent as it was, she sensed that she’d won a victory. He was as much hers to command as she was his.

  His cock filled her as he bent and took her nipple into his mouth. The chill of the spur bit at her clit as he ran the sharp edges over her tender, aching bundle of nerves. She gulped, dragging in air against the pain, fighting to breathe so she wouldn’t pass out.

  “Tighten your ass around my fingers, baby.”

  She did and felt Tony’s hand against her butt cheek as he pumped his cock. They took her, completely, strongly, men claiming their woman. Her body was ablaze with heat as her pussy convulsed and her asshole burned.

  Nick’s cock against her mouth had her opening to accept him. She dragged him in, matching the strokes of Tony’s fingers and the unrelenting slams of Eric’s cock.

  “That’s it, Livi. Tighten your pussy around my dick.”

  Eric dug the spur into her clit again. She cried out, the sound muffled over Nick’s cock. When another sting hit her other nipple, she followed Nick’s hand down and found that he’d added his own spur to her other nipple.

  How could such pain be so pleasurable? She burned with each touch of metal and skin, of cock and hand. Her body trembled, weakening as they plundered her, making her theirs. Her hands flexed as she tried to grab hold of anything, of anyone that would keep her grounded to the blanket under her.

  Her skin stung as Nick and Eric tortured her breasts, their cocks doing their own form of passionate cruelty to her mouth and pussy.

  Tony’s fingers plunged inside her again and again. The rhythm of his strokes beat against her thigh, setting up an accompaniment to Eric’s thrusts and Nick’s moans.

  The whimpers she heard, repeating time and again, were her own. Her body, lost to her now, was every inch alive and moving of its own accord. She pushed her pelvis forward, clamping her pussy around Eric’s cock.

  “I’m going to come on your back, baby.”

  Tony struggled to get on his feet, but it was more than she could’ve done. Standing behind her, he pumped his cock, letting the oozing tip of it strike soft touches to her skin.

  Eric dropped the spur and took hold of her shoulders, tightly, hurting her as he gripped her, keeping her from bouncing too much. “Holy fuck, but she’s tight.”

  Nick was lost, his eyes closed as she wrapped her mouth around his cock and sucked. She wanted to drink him, to take his seed inside her mouth just as Tony would spill his on top of her skin and Eric would fill her pussy.

  But she ran out of time, out of energy, and out of control.

  Her body, a being of its own, tensed as the rolling thunderhead of her orgasm powered through her. She cried out, the sound buried deep in her throat as Nick’s cock was in her mouth. Her juices flowed out of her pussy and over Eric’s cock. Her asshole closed up as though Tony’s fingers were still inside her.

  Her orgasm rolled through every limb, every part of her body. She was drenched between the legs and sweating everywhere else.

  “Fuck it. I’m coming.” Nick let out a roar as he turned his seed loose, filling her mouth.

  She took him in, swallowing as fast as she could and yet still not able to drink all of him. He cupped his cock like holding a machine gun of pleasure as his body shuddered through the climax. He pulled out with a groan and shot the rest of his seed over her breasts as he’d promised he’d do.

  Her body was still convulsing, throbbing, aching when Tony shot his warm liquid onto her back. His warm blast of essence cascaded down the curves of her back as the overflow from Nick’s release slid over her chin to meet the rest on her breasts.

  “Fuck, yeah.” Eric pulled her on top of him, never bringing his cock out of her pussy, then rammed into her harder, deeper.

  Her body reacted again, sending yet another climax to tear her apart. She rode him like he’d ride one of his horses, a cowgirl in the making. She screamed their names, one at a time, as he took her, her arms trembling as she held onto her the backs of her legs.

  Someone—Tony?—undid her bindings and she moved her shaking arms forward to take hold of Eric. Pushing him back against the blanket, she centered her hips over his and made delicious circles of torture.

  “Who’s submitting now, Eric?”

  Shocked awe hit her as his eyes darkened and he picked her up and threw her onto her back. He shoved his cock back inside her, and for a moment, she believed he might s
plit her body in half. His hips worked up and down, harder and harder, as the muscles in his chest and arms flexed with his effort.

  “You are, Livi.”

  The sound descended into a growl, so fierce, so utterly inhuman that fear pricked at her heart. He was bigger than life, more powerful than he’d been only moments before.

  Her body once again gave over to his demands, ripping out another climax that had her throwing her head to the side and shouting her surrender.

  Eric tensed, then threw his head back and shouted. The noise blended with hers as his hot seed barreled its way inside her. Her mind whirled, not with questions, but with incomplete thoughts and wild emotions. For a time, she was lost, unaware of anything but the presence of the three men around her.

  * * * *

  Still on the blanket, Livi stretched out between the men. Time had taken a leave of absence and she couldn’t have said how long they’d stayed there, wrapped in each other’s arms, not talking, but saying so much more.

  She hadn’t started the day thinking about having a roll in the hay, but she was happy it had turned out that way. Not only had she taken their pain away, at least for a little while, but she felt that they’d grown closer.

  No. It was more than mere comfort. More than a roll in the hay. Exactly what, however, she didn’t know.

  “So what’s on the agenda for the rest of the day?”

  Tony chuckled and turned onto his side, resting his head on his hand as he studied her. “You make it sound like we just got finished with a business meeting.”

  “If this is the kind of business you’re in, then you should do very well,” added Nick.

  “Hey! Watch it.” She pushed Nick away from her other side. “I am not in that kind of business.”

  His grin was infectious. “I’m only saying that if you were, you’d make a ton of money. With only us as your customers.”

  She had to know. Now wasn’t the time for doubt. “You don’t think that, do you? That I hop into bed, or on top of the hay, with just any three guys?”

  “Of course not.” Eric lay sprawled at her feet, playing with her toes. He sat up, glanced out the barn door as though he’d seen something, frowned, then after a moment, brought his attention back to her. “This isn’t that kind of thing at all.”

  She tried to slow her heart down and failed. “And what kind of thing is this?”

  Suddenly shy, she jerked her gaze to the ceiling. She didn’t want to sound like she was hinting at them to say more, but she couldn’t resist knowing. If they didn’t think they had a chance together, a chance to continue to be together and see where it took them, then she wanted to find out now. She wouldn’t regret the time they’d shared, but if the possibility was there to have a future, then that would make her even happier than she was at that moment.

  When neither Eric nor his brothers answered, she pulled her body up onto her elbows. They were all looking outside instead of at her.

  So much for grabbing their attention. “Is the vet here?”

  If he was, then he had the worst timing in the whole world. And if he wasn’t, then why were they so interested in what was outside? She looked but didn’t see anything.

  She wasn’t sure what happened in the next instant, but the men were on their feet. “What’s going on?”

  “Stay here.” Nick ran after his brothers.

  “Are you serious?” She scrambled to her feet, snatching up her clothes to dash to the door. They’d taken off naked, but she wasn’t about to do that.

  Staying in the shadows, she tugged on her jeans and scanned the area outside. The men were running toward the tree line. “Wait for me!”

  Then she saw it.

  The wolf stood on the edge of the dimming darkness of the foliage. Hidden by the shadows, she couldn’t tell if it was white in color or only a lighter shade of gray. Or was it yellow?

  “If you’re a white wolf, does this mean that there are more than one of you?”

  Instinctively, she turned around, reaching for the backpack and camera that were no longer there. “Damn it.”

  When she looked back, the men and the wolf were gone.

  * * * *

  Livi wasn’t thinking clearly when she barged through the door into Dorrie’s place. The men, the white wolf, nothing was making any sense any more. But getting left at the ranch was beyond her understanding.

  She’d waited an hour until, at last, the vet they’d called had shown up. Then, feeling awkward and stupid for hanging around as long as she had, she’d hightailed it out of there and back to town.

  Her foot was on the first step up the stairs when Dina called out to her. Cringing on the inside, she pivoted to find the girl standing in the middle of the living room. Livi’s gaze fell away from the girl’s oh-so-fake smile down to the camera she held in her hands.

  Her jaw dropped open before she could keep it from doing so.

  “Good. I was hoping I’d bought the right one.”

  She couldn’t help herself. She had to touch it. Like a kid reaching for a present on Christmas morning, she held out her hands and gave a little squeal of excitement when Dina put it in her hands. “Do you know what this is? This is a Nikon D4. I’ve had wet dreams about this camera.”

  “Really?”

  Oversharing with Dina was the last thing she’d ever wanted to do, but she couldn’t think past holding the camera. Dina was jealous of the fact that the men liked her, but if Dina owned the camera, then she’d be the one turning green with envy. “Is this yours?”

  “Nope. It’s yours.”

  She almost dropped the camera in her surprise. “What?”

  “The camera is yours along with all these supplies. It cost me most of my savings, but it was worth it.”

  She followed Dina’s Vanna-White-style wave to the equipment bag that was brimming with several lenses and other expensive items. “I’m still not following you. Why are you giving me all this?”

  Dina straightened up and clasped her hands in front of her. “I want to make it up to you. For going through your room.”

  “So you admit it. You’re the one who broke my camera and laptop. Not to mention some of my clothes.”

  “Yes, and I’m ashamed that I did. I was angry and upset and I lashed out like some jealous teenager, but that doesn’t excuse it. I’m going to replace your computer, too, as well as your clothes, but I figured you might want a new camera first. I hope you’ll forgive me.”

  Livi turned the camera over, examining the precision details and craftsmanship. “So this is a bribe. You don’t want me going to the authorities.”

  The spark of anger that crossed Dina’s face was truer to her nature than the plastered on smile that came back at full force. “Well, of course that’s what I’m hoping. I wouldn’t want you to do that, but I’d still replace everything. Do you like it?”

  “What’s not to like?” She hadn’t gone to Wyatt or anyone else because of Dorrie, not for Dina’s sake.

  “How’d you get it so fast?”

  Dina shrugged, a smugness overcoming her. “I made a few calls to some friends of mine.”

  “They must be really good friends.” She guessed even someone like Dina could have friends.

  “They are. So? Can you forgive me?”

  Livi didn’t trust Dina more than she’d trusted an addict to give up his drugs, but she couldn’t resist the bribe. Besides, Dina owed it to her. “Okay. But you’re done doing shitty things to me, right? I can’t help it if—”

  She stopped herself in time. Dina hadn’t earned her kindness, but everyone deserved a second chance.

  “If the Parker brothers want you instead of me?” Dina’s smile faltered. “After that scene at the ranch, I get that now. It’s still rough to think so, but I’m finally willing to admit defeat.”

  “I didn’t know this was a contest.” Livi peered through the lens at Dina. “Or a war.”

  The girl preened for the camera although Livi had no intention of actually t
aking her photo. “It’s not any longer. To the victor go the spoils, as they say.”

  Livi lowered the camera and studied Dina. The way she’d said the old saying made her think that Dina thought she was the winner. Or would be soon enough. But it wasn’t worth bringing it up. As long as Dina stayed away from her, she didn’t care what the girl thought.

  “Fine with me.” She pushed the items farther in the bag, then hefted it over her shoulder.

  “Oh and there’s one more thing.”

  Okay. Watch the other shoe drop. “What’s that?”

  “I can tell you where to find the white wolf.”

  * * * *

  Livi had checked the map that Dina had drawn several times, then looked at the two trees that twisted around each other like a strand of DNA. There couldn’t be another set of trees that wrapped around each other that much. It had to be The Twisted Trees that Dina had marked on the map. Maybe Dina hadn’t led her on a wild wolf chase, after all.

  And yet she again reconsidered what she was doing. Dina had been too forthcoming with the camera and then the map. Trusting the girl not to lie to her was like trusting a snake not to bite. It was foolish to do so. And yet, if there was even the remotest chance that Dina was trying make amends by helping her, she had to take it.

  Ignoring the warnings blaring in her head, she’d accepted the map and camera. But she wasn’t an idiot. She’d asked Mitsy about the location and she’d confirmed that wolves frequented the area. Thinking the Parker brothers would follow her, and no doubt, try to force her to come back, she’d lied to Mitsy, promising that she had no intention of going into the woods without one of the men along. She hated lying, especially to the sweet lady, but she had to do whatever it took to get the photo.

  It was her best chance. The idea of going back to the pond and possibly running into the wolf pack unnerved her too much to try that location again.

  Although she’d thought it strange that the spot on the map wasn’t very remote, she was also relieved that it wasn’t. If Dina was tricking her, then she wasn’t that far away from town and help. But what would Dina gain by sending her into the woods? Keeping her out of town for the night and away from the men? Even if Dina tried getting with them again, she had no doubt they’d turn her away.