“I need something to clean up with.” She pushed herself away from the intimacy the moment offered and refused to meet his eyes right now. Lifting off him she tried to get to her feet. A plan that proved to be a bit more difficult then she anticipated. Her thighs quivered and she didn’t feel all that sturdy. For a moment, she feared landing on her ass but Sloan wrapped his arms around her hips supporting her. He pressed soft kisses along the soaring part of her spine and back. Sloan destroyed all her efforts to put some physical distance between them by scooping her up into his arms, in one fluid movement.
She gripped his neck as he carried her over another couple large boulders. “What are you doing? I was going to get dressed.”
“We came here to skinny-dip, and I want to play in the water with you.”
“No way, how about another time? That water will be cold, and I’m all nice and warm right now.” He stepped up onto a higher rock and moved out to the edge.
“The only way to get in is to jump and get it over with. If you think about it, you’ll talk yourself out of it.”
“I don’t need to think about it. I don’t want to swim now.” She looked down at the water a few feet below them. “I’m not kidding, Sloan. If you drop me, you’re a dead man. Put me down.”
“It’s only cold for a second, babe. It will make your back feel better.”
“No!”
She felt his muscles flex in warning, but she wasn’t strong enough to break his hold. Gripping her tight, he jumped off the rock.
Chapter Thirteen
“Sloan Henderson, you’re an asshole!” Carol yelled as soon as she reached the surface. He still held her wrapped in his arms, but even his body heat couldn’t compete with the chill of the lake.
He laughed at her and pressed a quick kiss to her lips. “Oh, come on, admit it. This feels great.”
“You’re a dead man swimming, buddy.”
Laughing, he let her go, and Carol swam a few strokes away from him and quickly rinsed her skin off before she dove after him and gave chase. He managed to keep a few strokes ahead of her, which was annoying as hell. After a few minutes her temper chilled, no doubt thanks to the water’s temperature.
She was still a bit pissed off but had to admit that after such an intense fuck, this did feel good. The water felt like silk over her skin. It was completely understandable why anyone would want to swim naked. Being so self-conscious, she never was one to wear a bikini, so feeling the water directly on her skin was sensuous.
She treaded water and enjoyed the feeling of the current swirling around her. Sloan ducked under the surface, and she started kicking wildly, knowing that he would try to sneak up on her. She spun in a circle and laughed as she waited for him to break the surface. Swimming in an erratic pattern, she tried to figure out where he was.
The moment she paused, she felt him bite her butt and then pull her under. The cold water closed over her head, and she opened her eyes. The sunlight highlighted his hair under the water, and she punched out with her hand, connecting with his shoulder. They both came up for air laughing.
Sloan flicked a small wave of water at her. “That was mean. You punched me.”
“You bit my ass.”
“It’s not my fault you’re so tasty.”
Two large wolves emerged from the woods. Sloan treaded water in front of her, his back to the rock so he didn’t immediately see what she did. One snarled in their direction, while the other simply stared at them.
“Are those your brothers, or am I going to have to worry about more than your teeth on my ass?”
One of the wolves walked out of view, and a second later a very naked Jaxon dove into the water near them. His head broke the surface next to hers. “Whoo, now that feels good!” She felt him reach for her and pull her up against his body. “Look at you all naked and wet. Good morning, gorgeous. How did you sleep last night?”
Cold water obviously doesn’t have the normal effect on the Hendersons. Her thoughts must have shown on her face because he smiled and rubbed his hard cock against her hip. “One glimpse of your naked body, and I’m as hard as a rock at the North Pole.”
Carol laughed and pushed away from him, swimming toward the shore. She wanted to wrap herself around his body, but with Sloan a few feet away, it didn’t seem right. “You two crazies can stay in here, but I’m getting cold.”
She made it to the lower ledge when she realized she had a problem. “Sloan, we didn’t bring any towels.”
A pair of feet appeared in front of her, only to be hidden a moment later by a towel. She looked up to see who was holding on to it and sank back into the water. “Hi, Kaden, you can leave it there. I’ll get out in a minute.” Hell would freeze over before she got out of the water with him watching.
“I won’t look, Carol. I promise.”
“We will.” Sloan called out with an unapologetic grin on his face.
Carol frowned at him over her shoulder. “You’re not helping, Sloan.”
“Carol, please.” Kaden reached out for her, looking her straight in the eye. There was a vulnerability hiding behind his dark eyes, as if he expected her to reject him. If she was a vindictive bitch, she might want to make him feel bad, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it.
She slipped her hand in his, and he lifted her out of the water with ease and then wrapped a towel around her shoulders. A couple wolf whistles sounded behind her, so she wiggled her butt for their entertainment.
“Kaden, you’d love the view from this angle.” There was a low growl to Jaxon’s words, and Carol reached back only to realize that the towel had flipped up and her bare bottom was completely exposed.
“Hey, you could have said something.”
“Why?” Sloan and Jaxon swam toward the rock they stood on.
She tried to step forward, but Kaden didn’t move. His hands slipped into the front pockets of his jeans, framing his well-muscled chest. A familiar heat wrapped around her, and it wasn’t from the towel. She didn’t want to feel anything toward this brother. It was hard enough coming to terms with lusting after two of them.
“I didn’t know that shifters carried clothes around with them.”
Kaden looked a bit embarrassed, and he glanced down at his bare toes. “They’re my jeans from yesterday. Jaxon must have thrown them in the back of Sloan’s truck after I left the Solfalvis’.”
“Come on, you two. Get out of the way.” Jaxon and Sloan both waited to get out of the water
“I can walk,” she protested as Kaden bent and scooped her up into his arms. “What is it with you guys wanting to carry me everywhere?”
“Because, this way we can make certain that you will get there safely.” Kaden nimbly jumped up the levels of rock to where she started out.
He carried her a few feet away from the rocks before letting her stand on a patch of soft grass. “I wanted to talk to you alone for a moment. Carol, I owe you an apology.”
“No, you don’t. I know Jaxon and Sloan have been making comments about sharing me, but to be honest I’m having second thoughts about the whole thing myself, too. There isn’t any reason why you need to feel obligated to go along. I’m not your type, and that’s okay, too.”
“I didn’t realize how much I fucked all this up until now.”
“What do you mean?”
Kaden cupped her face in his hands and brushed his lips against hers. Her body jerked in reaction, but not away from him. Her thoughts were spinning and conflicted. She wanted to wrap herself around him and press her breasts against his bare chest and feel his brothers crowd in around them. Wanting three men isn’t natural or fair, and someone is going to end up hurt.
Kaden stopped the kiss gently, stroking his fingers along her jaw with exquisite tenderness. “Please understand, I don’t want to rush this. I know I have a lot to make up for.”
As he stepped back, it felt natural for Carol to move closer, but she caught herself and stayed put. “Kaden, I don’t understand.”
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p; “You will.” He lifted her hand and kissed the back of it. His mixed signals confused her. His kiss rocked her to her toes, but then he stepped away as if she didn’t affect him at all. Maybe she didn’t, and he was following along? That thought filled her veins with ice. “You spend some time with my brothers, and I’ll see you later on. I promise. If it’s all right with you, I’d like to take you out to dinner tomorrow night.”
Large hands rested on her shoulders, and she looked over her shoulder into Jaxon’s face. He looked at his brother and nodded slightly. Kaden moved closer and trapped her between them. He kissed her, igniting fires that hadn’t completely extinguished from her earlier encounter with Sloan. Her back pressed against Jaxon’s chest, and she felt his cock bob against the back of her lower back.
“Until tomorrow,” Kaden whispered on her lips and then turned and walked toward the vehicles. A moment later, a wolf darted out from between the trucks and dove into the forest beyond.
“What just happened there?” Carol snapped out of her stunned silence and turned on Jaxon. “Kaden doesn’t like me. Did you say something to him?”
“No, I wouldn’t do that.” Jaxon might have let her step away from him, but he grabbed her hand before she moved too far. “Kaden is struggling with something that has nothing to do with you but affects how he feels about you.” He looked like he wanted to say more, but didn’t.
“That makes even less sense.”
“I think our brother finally pulled his head out his ass.” Sloan wrapped his arms around her waist. “Do you ever look hot when you’re squished between two of us, baby.” He hugged her, rubbing his hardened cock against her stomach. “I bet you would look incredible between the three of us.”
“I think you both want something that isn’t going to happen. You can’t make Kaden like me, and I wouldn’t want him that way.”
“So, you’re considering taking the three of us on?” She didn’t have the heart to crush the hope she heard in Sloan’s voice.
She felt water drip from her hair onto her shoulders, and a shiver danced up her spine. “I refuse to come between the three of you.”
“You won’t, Carol. I promise you.” Jaxon stepped up against her back, trapping her between him and Sloan. The two of them generated enough warmth to chase away her sudden chill. “Just give him time, and he will see what we see in you.”
“Why don’t we see what happens and let the future unfold as it will.” It sounded more and more like the Hendersons wanted a relationship, but she knew it was simply a late-summer affair. In a few weeks, she would go back home and her time at the Lake would be a wonderful memory. The boys would move on to their next conquest and who knew when she’d be back.
“Let’s head home.” Sloan darted a teasing kiss against her neck. “I don’t know about the two of you, but I’m starving.”
Jaxon lifted her up into her arms. She laughed and said, “Jaxon, I can walk!”
He ignored her and strode to the truck. She had to admit to herself that she liked the way they scooped her up and carried her as if she weighed as much as a fashion model. No one had ever made her feel this special. David never tried. Perhaps that should have been her first clue. She was always responsible for taking care of herself, and it was nice to simply go with the flow for a while. Jaxon lifted her up to the seat and slid his hands down her legs, lifting her feet up.
“What are you doing?”
“Making certain you didn’t hurt your feet on the rocks.” He brushed his hands over her arches and under her toes. “No scratches. They’re fine.” He pressed a kiss to the top of each foot before allowing her to swing her legs into the truck. His cock looked rock hard, the crown flushed a dark purple, and she had an insane urge to swipe her tongue around the tip.
Sloan jumped into Brenna’s seat with her clothes in his arms, disrupting the moment. He’d managed to get a pair of jeans pulled on but left them unbuttoned, and they looked as though they were going to fall off his hips. Jaxon growled low, and the primitive sound vibrated through the cab. Sloan’s gaze snapped to his brother. “What did I do?”
Instead of answering him, Jaxon pinned her with a hungry gaze that made her pussy weep. “Whatever you were thinking, hold that thought till we get home.” He shut the door and stepped away from the vehicle.
Sloan started the truck. “Race you!”
Jaxon disappeared in a shimmer, leaving behind a large wolf that darted into the forest as Sloan threw the truck in gear and backed out to the road. “So what did you do to get my brother all worked up?”
“I have no idea.” She felt wound as tight as a top, and her body ached. She knew what the two of them had in mind taking her home, and the idea excited her more than she could imagine. She didn’t want to think she was one in a long line of women they shared, but that would make it easier to separate in the end.
“So do you two do this often?”
“Race?”
“No, share women.”
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Sloan’s intention to drive like a lunatic flew out the window with her question. She didn’t ask what the winner of the race got, which would have been an easier question to answer. He wanted to make certain that she understood how much she meant to them, but he didn’t want to frighten her off, either.
“I’m not going to lie to you, Carol. The three of us have shared women before, but we’ve never brought one to our home.”
She nodded as if she understood, but he could almost hear her thought process speeding along in her head. They might not have known each other long, but he knew she wouldn’t understand how they felt about her. He laid a hand on her bare leg, wanting to distract he from her thoughts. “What would you say to taking off your seatbelt and sliding closer to me?”
“I’d say that’s a one hundred and twenty-five dollar ticket, if you get pulled over.”
He winked at her, his expression full of mischief. “Nah, we’ll be home in a moment. Come on, be bad with me.”
Carol turned on the seat to face him. Her towel slipped lower on her breasts, stopping a breath above her nipples.
He almost drove off the road. Jerking the wheel straightened them out, and she grinned and turned to face the front.
“All right, point taken.” If she did move closer to him, they’d end up in the ditch. He wondered if twenty years from now she would still have this kind of power over him. He glanced at her and caught her staring down at his lap. Her tongue slid over her lower lip, and he hardened enough that he knew his cock was peeking over the waistband of his jeans. Yup, she’ll be getting me hard with a look when I’m a hundred.
He pulled into their driveway a moment later. Jaxon stood with one shoulder propped up against the porch support. He’d made it back with enough time to get in the house and pull on a pair of shorts. There was no missing the smirk on his brother’s face from here. What might have pissed him off and pricked his temper a few days ago only amused him. He couldn’t really blame Jaxon. Had he won the race, he would have been much more vocal and much less mature about it. Carol was about to hop out of the truck on her own when he lifted her into his arms.
“Sloan, put me down.”
“You know, sooner or later you’ll get use to this and give up trying to boss us around.”
“Don’t bet on it.” Her finger poked against his chest, but he could tell there wasn’t a lot of heat behind her threat. This was perfect, because he loved the feel of her in his arms. Wrapped in nothing but a towel, she tried to hold it together with one hand between her boobs. He might hide her clothes so she didn’t have any choice but go naked or try to keep covered with little, tiny towels. Jaxon strode down the stairs and met them, taking her out of Sloan’s arms.
“Really, guys, I can walk. I’ve been doing it for a very long time.”
“Then you deserve a break.” Jaxon silenced any more arguments by kissing her. Sloan jogged up the stairs and opened the door for his brother so he wouldn’t have to break his kiss.
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omewhere between the bottom of the stairs and the bedroom, Carol had practically wrapped herself around Jaxon. Her hands were in his hair and legs were now around his waist. His brother stumbled and then moved to the sofa a few feet away. Thank god, it looked like they weren’t going to make it all the way upstairs. Waiting to get his hands on her again was maddening. He wouldn’t complain about their fun on at the lake, but he wanted a soft surface under her back when he plundered her. Thinking about the feel of her soft, drenched pussy as it fluttered around his cock was enough to make him almost come in his jeans. As much as he’d happily kick the ass of the guy who fucked her over, he also owed the asshole a beer for being so shortsighted.
Carol was as beautiful on the inside as on the outside. The kindness in her heart reflected in everything she did, in the way she loved animals, to the openness of her personality and her giving nature. Most people might have planned revenge when wronged or hidden somewhere they were familiar with to lick their wounds. Carol packed up what she had and came to an entirely different community to help a friend.
She was so incredibly responsive to all three of them. There was still tension between her and Kaden, but that was his brother’s doing. He knew that Kaden was coming around, but now he would have to convince Carol that he meant what he’d said to her.
A soft sigh from their woman brought his attention back to earth. Our woman, I love thinking of her like that. Jaxon knelt on the floor between her knees, feasting on her succulent skin. There wasn’t a single jealous bone in his body watching his brother pleasing her. Carol’s fingers gripped Jaxon’s arms, her nails scoring pale red lines along his skin. Sloan pulled off his shorts and gripped his cock tightly, waiting for the initial urge to climax to pass.
Her eyes opened slightly, and a ghost of a smile crossed her features. Sloan glided his hand along his length, experimentally pumping his cock a few times. Fairly certain he could handle the stimulation and not blow his load, he leaned back against the doorframe and continued to jerk himself. Carol watched him hungrily, her gaze never leaving his cock. He reached down and cupped his balls, squeezing them gently to increase the intensity. The sensation of watching her watch him jerk his cock sent white-hot currents up his spine.
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