He gave it to her.
Chapter Five
Ethan had found heaven, and he was damned if he was ever letting go again.
She came on his fingers and tongue, her taste rich and sweet and fierce. Just like Gabby. He’d planned on dragging this out. Had planned on teasing her, playing with her for a long, long time before he took his own pleasure. But the eager look on her face, her breathy little cries tested his control. He took a deep breath. Her scent was pure ambrosia. Lustful with a hint of delirium. He rose to his knees, prepared to lunge up to claim her lips as his cock claimed her cunt. Mine.
But before he could, Harris gripped his chin and forced him to look over. Ethan smiled at what he saw, was filled with a joyous sense of rightness. He had his woman and his man right where he wanted them. Right where he’d dreamed they would be one day. The three of them together. Ethan leaned forward, and Harris met him halfway. The kiss was almost feral, his wolf side stronger than the human side at the moment and impatient to claim, to dominate, its mates. The only thing that could bring it back under control was Gabby’s startled gasp. He wouldn’t have believed it possible, but the heady scent of arousal in the air intensified. He broke the kiss and grinned down at her.
“I didn’t know you were such a voyeur, baby.”
She bit her bottom lip and shook her head slightly before answering. “I didn’t either.”
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. “Gods, baby, you smell like heaven. Honey and vanilla with a dash of desperate.” Grinning, he looked at her. “And mine.”
Her eyes flashed at the statement, but she didn’t protest. Her unspoken acquiescence appeased his wolf, and he decided to modify his original plan. He could tease her without touching her body. He moved away from temptation and stood at the side of the bed. That’s when he noticed some of the other items Harris had retrieved. He held up the butt plug and watched her eyes widen. There was a bit of trepidation there and a whole lot of curiosity.
“Ever used one of these before?” he asked, as Harris flipped the top open on a bottle of lube. Again, she bit her lip and shook her head. It was such an anxious gesture, so unlike the Gabby who never gave away anything, that he found it endearing. Normally she wouldn’t do anything to betray her thoughts or emotions, but she was dropping those walls she’d kept so high between them.
Harris squeezed some lubricant on his fingers and first circled her opening, then pushed one finger slowly inside her anus to the first knuckle. Gabby’s lips parted with a sigh, and Ethan couldn’t resist. He braced his hands on either side of her head and leaned forward for a kiss. He kept it slow and tender, his tongue sweeping inside to explore her mouth. She gave a startled gasp, and he paused long enough to glance down her body. Harris had two fingers in her ass now, working them back and forth in a sedate, easy rhythm as he stretched her. Harris nodded at Ethan as he held up the plug, already lubed, and instead of returning to that sweet kiss, he sucked her nipple into his mouth.
He kept one eye on Harris as he suckled her, watched as first the tip of the plug worked in, then the widening length of it. She sucked in a sharp breath as it pushed past the restricting ring of muscle and with one final push Harris had it all the way home. Gabby’s breath returned to normal for half a second before Ethan reached down for the controller and switched it on.
“Oh gods,” she muttered. “Too much.”
He chuckled. “You need to get used to it, baby. You’ll have both of us there before this week is over.”
She’d had her eyes squeezed shut, but now they flew open, her gaze jerking from one to the other. And it didn’t focus on their faces. She licked her bottom lip, and his cock jerked in response. She frowned. “You’re too big to even consider it,” she whispered.
He and Harris exchanged an amused look that quickly turned heated. “I believe she needs a demonstration,” Harris invited, a slight wicked smile curving his lips.
Ethan was more than ready to take up the offer. They turned to each other at the same time, and he gripped Harris’s hips, pulling him close. The other man’s cock rubbed against his. He had to grit his teeth and fight back the orgasm that threatened to take him over.
“Not gonna last,” he grunted.
“Who asked you to?” Harris countered, and Ethan realized Harris was just as caught up in this new experience as he was.
It was impossible not to be. Gabby knew about him and Harris, of course. She’d never said a word against the relationship. That wasn’t quite the same as taking a part in it, however. He’d never known if she’d accept him and Harris like this, in her face so to speak, or insist on keeping the relationships separate. He knew he would try to convince her otherwise if she tried because he was sure he couldn’t divide them. It was exhilarating to know she’d come this far for them. But how far would she go? Ethan didn’t want to compromise. He wanted no half measures. He needed her to embrace every part of this trinity and not just occasionally because the heat was in charge.
Harris bit his bottom lip hard enough to sting, and Ethan growled in response, turning and pushing until Harris’s back was against the wall next to the bed post. Ethan ground his pelvis against Harris’s, freed one hand to tweak the man’s nipple. Harris’s groan was loud and lusty and perfect.
“You went away somewhere,” Harris grunted.
“So you decided to get my attention?”
The familiar wicked, sexy smile. “Worked.” He maneuvered a hand between them and wrapped it around Ethan’s cock. Oh hell yeah, it did. He thrust back and forth in the tight grip.
“I can’t see,” Gabby complained from the bed, and he looked over. Her head was turned back trying to watch them. Had to be uncomfortable as hell. Harris, using those mental powers that no longer freaked Ethan out, released her bonds. She immediately scrambled into a crouch, turning to sit cross-legged to watch them and wincing a bit when her bottom landed on the bed. He grinned and reached for the controller. She’d forgotten about the plug. He kicked it up a notch, and she shivered, hands gripping her knees so hard her knuckles turned white. He chuckled when her hands began to slide up her inner legs and moved forward to grab them, holding them against his chest.
“Oh no, baby. You’re just watching right now.”
Her jaw clenched, eyes flashing ire, but she obeyed, and it gave him a moment’s pause. Harris claimed she was submissive, a contention Ethan had always scoffed at, but maybe the wizard was on to something. Ethan lowered her arms and moved them behind her back. She laced her fingers together.
“Hold her like that,” he told Harris.
Okay, it was an order, and normally Harris wouldn’t let Ethan order him around. That Harris followed his command exhilarated Ethan, even though he knew it was because they had the same goal. Claiming Gabby. Convincing her to stay with them.
Harris nodded and stepped up behind him. His wolf tensed until it felt familiar hands on his waist. Lovers or not, old friends or not, the wolf did not like being approached from behind. But both man and wolf had learned to trust this wizard and once he was recognized, his touch was welcomed. Encouraged.
Ethan rubbed his ass against Harris’s cock and took his own in hand. Gabby looked mesmerized as he stroked it in long, smooth movements. Her eyes were dazed, fevered, her bottom lip held hard in her teeth. She shifted to the edge of the bed, but she didn’t free her fingers from their laced position. Her gaze never moved from his cock, and with a moan she leaned forward and licked her lips. If that wasn’t an invitation, he didn’t know what was.
He stepped closer until his knees bumped the bed, his cock jutting out proudly before him. Swaying forward, tongue darting out, she licked the drop of precum from its tip. Her touch was like lightning whipping through his body. Too much, too fast, too soon. He jerked. Thank gods Harris caught him so he didn’t fall and embarrass himself.
“She’s intoxicating when she’s like this,” Harris murmured. Ethan knew he meant when the hormones of heat were ruling her, but after experiencing
it, he was pretty sure he’d always crave her with the same intensity.
Ethan had never been so out of control around her, and he’d had her many times when the heat wasn’t in charge. She didn’t believe it yet, but there was no going back. Judging by the expression on her face, she wasn’t thinking about anything but her next orgasm. Her body was tense, her skin flushed, her eyes dreamy and lost. He was more than happy to give her more. When he felt like it and not one second sooner.
She had to understand the depth of the pleasure he could give her. Had to understand no one else could ever compete. The wolf rode him hard. He wanted to bite her, mark her, claim her, and he wanted everyone to know. He needed that stamp of possession to glow like a neon bright sign on a moonless night. And more, he needed her to accept his right to her.
Harris reined him in before he lunged for Gabby, but Ethan was too far gone to the wolf to allow him the lead. He spun them around and shoved Harris to the bed. Harris landed on his knees but rolled to his back, shoving at Ethan with his mind when the wolf tried to surge forward. It wasn’t enough power to throw him away, but it slowed him down, gave him back a little of his mind. It his current state Harris wouldn’t let Ethan take him on his knees, from behind, and Ethan didn’t blame him. The wizard was strong, but he was no wolf. It would be face-to-face, torso to torso, and make it easier for Ethan to rein in the animal that was his second half. Things changed when you looked someone in the eye as you fucked them. And everything changed as he looked into Harris’s eyes. Harris knew, and he accepted this part of Ethan. He understood how much it meant to that untamed side of Ethan, how important it was to take over the ones he loved. Harris also understood that this wasn’t about sex; this was the expression Ethan allowed himself with the two people he loved most in the world. People he knew were perfectly capable of taking care of themselves. The wolf knew. The man knew. But he still needed this. He still needed them to let him take charge, to let him take care of them, at least some of the time.
He knew his eyes were glowing yellow, felt the wolf’s claws breaking through his fingertips, but when he met Harris’s gaze, he saw only invitation. Only love, and it was unconditional. He needed, craved the same from Gabby, but at the moment he’d take what he could get.
Harris was sick of waiting apparently, and he reached up, gripped the back of Ethan’s neck with one hand, and yanked him down for a soul-sucking kiss. Ethan groaned into it, his cocked pulsing in insistent demand, and he nudged against Harris’s ass.
Then the tube of lubricant was in his hand, and he smiled. “Do it,” Harris ordered.
Ethan popped the lid open and squeezed some onto his palm. He coated his dick as Harris held his gaze, then covered his fingers to rim his hole. Harris held his gaze as Ethan pushed first one then two fingers inside. He felt Gabby scoot closer and turned to look at her. She was focused on his hands, watching as Harris pumped his cock. Ethan moved into position, and Harris, watching them both, spread his thighs wide so everyone had a view of the head of Ethan’s cock moving into his entrance. Gabby sucked in a loud audible breath and held it.
“Come over here, darlin’,” Harris groaned. “Over my mouth. I want you to watch while I taste you.”
She rose to her knees and moved to hover next to his head, facing Ethan. He read the hesitation, a hint of awkwardness in her eyes. Harris wrapped his hands around her upper thighs and tugged until she straddled him. Then he pulled until her cunt was inches from his mouth. She closed her eyes and let her head fall back when his tongue stroked over her swollen folds. It was nearly Ethan’s undoing.
Gods, that was one hell of a hot view. The image would be burned into his retinas forever. While Harris pulled her to his lips, he rocked his hips against Ethan, a subtle demand. One Ethan was thrilled to comply with. He stroked in, the lube easing his way so his thrusts weren’t as violent as the lust pounding through his body, but neither were they tender or gentle.
*
Gabby was on fire. There was no other way to describe the intense sensations that consumed her. Harris used his tongue like a master. When his teeth closed over her clit, she decided he was a god. It was so hard to keep her eyes open, to keep her gaze on Ethan as he fucked Harris, but it was too damned erotic to miss. Harris’s teeth closed over her clit and gently tugged, pushing the blaze that ruled her body into an inferno.
Knowing each second’s delay would make her release even more intense, she held back as long as she could. Focused on Ethan to hold it off. The skin was drawn tight over his cheekbones, his lips peeled back in a grimace that exposed his sharp canines. The muscles in his neck, shoulders, and arms were thick and tensed, bunched, and held tightly in check. But he wasn’t immune to the pheromones swamping the air and he came with a muffled cry. Harris took the opportunity to shove her hard-won control out the window. Teeth on her clit, his fingers thrust into her pussy, twisting to stroke the soft, sensitive spot that made her lose all hope of holding back. She was coming before the second brush over her G-spot.
And she didn’t get the chance to enjoy the blissful feeling either. Ethan put his hands on her hips and pulled her to him. He paused for a short deep kiss before turning her around and urging her to straddle Harris’s hips. Not that it took much urging when she felt Harris’s cock brush over the folds of her sex. They were on the bed, his feet planted on the ground and her knees on the edge. He was lying back, watching her with such greedy intent she caught her breath. Trembling, she grasped the base of his penis and guided him inside her.
This time she let herself go. Riding him slowly, head thrown back and eyes closed, she knew what was coming when Ethan stepped up behind her. When he brushed her hair away and left one side of her neck exposed. Her heart stuttered, and her belly spasmed, though she couldn’t say if it was from fear of Ethan’s bite or because Harris was buried so deeply inside her. Maybe she was just tired of fighting it, because she didn’t protest when Ethan’s hands closed over her shoulders to hold her still. Or seconds later when those sharp, deadly teeth scraped her skin in a soft caress.
“Say yes, baby,” he murmured, and she heard the yearning in his voice. A yearning she wasn’t ready to admit she shared. Her delay in responding earned her a sharp nip, not quite enough to break skin. Not enough to mark. He moved his hands to shape her breasts, then tweaked her nipples. “Gabby?”
She groaned, the raw hoarse sound of desire filling her ears. “What was the question?” she managed to whisper, earning another nip.
“You know,” he said darkly. “I want to make this real. I want to mark you. Claim you. I need to, baby.”
She could hear it in his voice and found it impossible to respond to such naked longing. He took it as an invitation. This time when his teeth closed over the flesh at the hollow between shoulder and neck, he didn’t hesitate. She felt the sharp sting as her skin was punctured, felt as if he somehow lived inside her, and knew despite the amazing healing abilities of her kind, this mark would never fade. Like it or not, she belonged to him now. Irrevocably.
The knowledge should have sent her into a blind panic. Should have set her wolf side clawing at the confines of her mind and the human woman desperate for flight. It was hard to think of those things while they stoked the flame of her desire higher and higher though. Impossible in fact. They didn’t give her time to think. Before the bite had even trickled one drop of blood, she found herself on her back, once again spread open and tied to the posts.
Harris loomed over her, hips between her thighs, cock nudging her entrance, but he waited until she focused on his face before he began pushing in. His jaw was clenched so tight, she could see a tick on the side of his face. She wanted to reach up and smooth away the tension, but of course she couldn’t move. She did the next best thing and forced her body to relax, limb by limb, muscle by muscle, until she was completely available for his mastery. It felt good to let go, but the look on his face was what really made it worth it. She could even forgive the triumphant, dominant gleam in his eyes whe
n it was mixed with the rest. Tenderness. Joy. Adoration.
She was Alice fallen through the rabbit’s hole, but she didn’t care when he began his long slow strokes. Withdraw to the tip of his cock, then that steady thrust back into her pussy. He left her panting, needy, desperate, and it wasn’t because of the heat. It was all him. Harris of the rigid control, eyes dark and stormy with desire and emotion. She was a little surprised when he bent his face to her neck, opposite of the side Ethan had bitten, but what could it harm? He was a wizard not a wolf, no matter how deep her wolf’s instinct was that they belonged to him.
She should have paid more attention in her “know your enemy” classes. Teeth closed over skin and tugged, bit. It would mark but not permanently. Then she felt a short burst of energy she’d come in a very short time to associate with his mind touching her body. She’d question him, but she felt too damned good at the moment. After the bite his strokes increased, became hard and fast and then frenzied. She might have cared, might have protested, except she was totally along for the ride and came screaming his name within seconds.
Chapter Six
Gabby stood deep in the tree line. If the three werewolves bickering in the backyard were focused on anything other than their own bullshit, they would have noticed someone was so close by. Not that it would have mattered. They were in safe territory. Even if someone came upon this scene, they wouldn’t expect any danger. She was not so lax in her personal security and took a deep breath, smiling when she heard steps coming up on her side, the male’s scent preceding him.
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