by Joyee Flynn
“Except we’re in charge of them so we’ll be in deep fucking shit,” Carson said quietly. “They can’t run unless we do or at least whoever they were staying with.”
“You really think if one of us runs the others won’t have to?” Tristan chuckled. “Like the Council would ever believe we didn’t know where the other was going.”
“We can figure that part out later,” I said gently. “Let’s just get some information today like Wesley said. So Brody’s circle is going to get fuel and check out the islands. What else is there to do?”
“You’re the resident Mr. Fix it,” Wesley answered as he handed me a list. “This is what the previous owner left us as wrong with the place. We need to know how bad this stuff is and what we need to do to fix it.”
“I can check it out and get a list of parts I need for when they go to the bigger islands. Maybe they can pick up what I need,” I mumbled as I looked over the list. “I don’t know furnaces though so I’m of no use there.”
“Taggart does,” Dewey said as he flipped a pancake. “And they went hunting as wolves and killed a boar. They said we have a ton on the island.”
“Real boar hunting in wolf form?” Calver asked, his eyes going wide as he practically drooled. “I’m so calling the next hunting party.”
“Me too,” Gareth and Slate said together and then gave each other an evil look.
“Okay, so your inner circle’s on fixing. Brody’s group can leave me his research and my circle and Carson’s can start the search for the previous owner’s son. Who’s doing what else?” Wesley asked as he kept writing.
“I worked as a surveyor before becoming a Beta,” Galvin offered. I can map out the island if we have equipment.”
“We’ll get some in Puerto Rico,” Lief offered.
“Actually there’s a shitload of stuff out in the garage and storage,” Taggart said as he, Azyle, and Percy came inside, naked and looking like they washed in the ocean. I must have looked too long with my tired brain because I heard threw low warning growls as I was surrounded.
“We have our task so let’s take breakfast to go and get to it,” Hugo bitched. I bit back a smile as I nodded.
“Check out what you can downstairs and take inventory. We need to know what we have as you’re fixing things and start stocking up,” Tristan said. I grabbed the notebook and pen Wesley handed me as Hugo escorted me out of the kitchen.
“Food? I’m hungry,” I whimpered playfully, teasing him.
“I told Blair and Falcon to load up some plates,” he answered me as he kept us moving down the hallway, his hand on my lower back. “It seemed safer since you have wandering eyes this morning.”
“Right, because you weren’t looking too. They’re hot,” I chuckled. I saw the death look Hugo gave me. “Besides, I wasn’t really focused like drooling. I was thinking about when you guys would go swimming naked after running in wolf form and then jump me when you got back in the house.”
“Oh, so you weren’t wanting them to jump you?” he drawled, raising an eyebrow at me. I knew I should have been angry he doubted me but with everything going on and all the fighting, everyone was on edge. Instead, I dropped to my knees and pulled Hugo’s running shorts down with me. “I didn’t bring you out here for this.”
“I’m just showing you what I feel after seeing them naked and wet like I’ve seen my men,” I purred before swallowing down his cock. Hugo let out a tortured groan and ran his fingers through my hair.
“That’s it, baby. Make it up to your man that you were checking out other guys,” he taunted with a growl. “Suck my cock so good I forget I was mad.” I moaned at the taste of him and he breathed in harshly between his teeth. “Don’t tease me, Lennox, or I’m going to spank you.”
I chuckled. That wasn’t a punishment and it turned Hugo on more than it did me even. I deep throated him until my nose was buried in his short hairs. I wonder if he’d start waxing for me so we didn’t have to worry about sand getting in them. The sand here was very fine, whereas on our beach back home it was mostly rocks with some coarse sand that wasn’t fun to play in.
I could see playing in the sand here a lot.
“Baby, do that thing,” he begged. I couldn’t help but smile. Hugo always got what he wanted because he was the best at asking for it. I cupped his balls with my right hand as I palmed his ass cheek with my left hand and raked my thumbnail over his hole. Hugo started to scream out but bit his lip to keep quiet for most of it as he shot down my throat. I moaned at the salty taste. Like a margarita without the alcohol… Always delicious.
“Are we next because we weren’t happy with the way you were ogling them either?” Falcon asked with a snort.
I pulled off Hugo’s spent cock slowly, teasing them. Then I stood and snagged a piece of bacon. “Depends if you brought coffee.” I smiled when Blair handed me a cup. “I was telling Hugo that it wasn’t about them being naked though I do enjoy a nice physique, but that I remember three men I loved doing the same thing recently after taking a swim and then jumping me.”
“We’re going to jump you now,” Falcon growled and grabbed my ass.
“No, we’re going to wait and look over what we have to so we don’t delay their trip to get fuel,” I said gently. “But after that you can interrupt our doing inventory and bang me any way you want for as long as you want.”
“Mean, babe,” Blair groaned as I sauntered away, leaving them all standing there, Hugo with his pants still down.
“Mean is not giving it to you if you don’t get your butts in gear and help me,” I threatened with a big smile they couldn’t see. Sure enough I heard them walking quickly after me. I bet they would have run except they didn’t want to spill coffee. “I wonder where the tools are for this place? There’s got to be a workshop around here somewhere, right?”
“Taggart said there’s storage outside,” Hugo offered.
“Yeah, but I figure that’s not where they’d keep the nice tools because of the weather on this island and all the salt,” I mumbled as I studied the map Wesley gave me. “Okay, well, let’s see if I can figure out this furnace in the boiler room, otherwise it’s up to Taggart, and maybe we can find tools along the way.”
They agreed and we ate as we walked which was a little difficult with eggs and pancakes so I mainly ate bacon and pastries… Such a hard life I lived. We found the stairs going down, which surprised me because they got hurricanes probably around here and flooding so why was there a basement? I got my answer as we reached the bottom of the stairs. The place’s foundation was so thick, so well-constructed, that it made most bomb shelters look weak. Nothing was getting through here.
“This has got to be several feet thick of the best stuff,” I mumbled as I thumped the wall. Then Falcon found the light switch and I saw something on the floor. Walking over to it, I bent down to pick it up. Odd. It was a top-of-the-line screwdriver that had to be part of a set. “And it’s just lying on the ground?”
“Or it’s the ghost,” Blair chuckled. I gave him a weird look. “When we were getting food together, Tristan warned us about Casper or whoever’s ghost is around. They said he’s been helpful.”
“Like leaving you a trail of tools, babe,” Falcon snickered. I looked to where he was pointing and sure enough there was a fucking trail of tools down the hall. We followed them, picking them up as we went. We looked into the rooms by where they stopped and I smiled.
“Jackpot. Wow. This is like my dream workroom,” I giggled with glee as we went inside. The room was huge, complete with massive tool storage set up, work benches, saws, and all the trimmings I could ever have wanted. Hell, it put the tool displays at hardware stores to shame. “I’m in heaven. If it all works you’ll never get me to leave here.”
“Goofball,” Hugo teased me. I gave him a wink and quickly picked out a bunch of tools I would need to fix a few of the things on the list and at least check out what else I needed to.
“Thank you, Mr. Ghost,” I said as we step
ped back out of the workroom. “I’m taking this as your blessing to use your tools and take over the room as my own. I take very good care of my belongings and I’ll be good to your stuff always.”
“Glad you got that settled,” Falcon drawled, turning his wrist in the “move it along” sign.
“What’s the rush?” I asked innocently.
“The faster we get this done so they have a list for their trip to the main island, the quicker we can have sex!” he exclaimed as he threw his hands in the air.
“Oh, I forgot about that,” I giggled. I was glad Blair was carrying the tools because when the three of them started growling, I took off for the first job to be done. I laughed like an idiot as I went because the best part was when they caught me. They always made it interesting.
* * * *
Tristan
Since Jared and Cameron knew everything there was to know about engines, we ended up with garage duty. Azyle was good too, I guess, and was rebuilding a classic car that my men whistled at when he said what it was. It didn’t mean anything to me. Cars were for driving and could be cool or pretty at times. Or pretty cool too I guess. But that was about it for me. Rebuilding an engine or restoring a car was about as boring to me as watching paint dry.
“Okay, I got the furnace fixed so we can have heat if we ever need it,” Taggart joked as he joined us. “But actually, it can be used as a kiln or metal work without heating up the house. The design is impressive and custom built. I can use it for my work.”
“That’s great, Tag,” Dewey said with a bright smile before focusing back on me. “Okay, run me through this again? We’re going to start a wind storm and blow all the dirt and dust out the door. How?”
“Wesley showed me how and while I can’t do it like he can I can do a little bit. Just hold on to me like you’re scanning me and I’ll show you while channeling your power so we can do more.” I sighed when he just looked at me funny. “I know but there’s not an instruction manual as to how this works. I’m just winging it and hopefully you can catch on.”
“Alright,” he chuckled as he grabbed my arm. “Use me to clean the garage.”
“I’m glad there are a few roads because I would miss driving too much. Think we can have some of our cars shipped here? I mean, those are worth a lot of money,” Jared asked and I blocked him out. Then I focused on the room and basically shot energy out from me to make wind. The door flew open and I focused on the wind from me going out the door so it took the dirt and dust with it.
“Wow,” Percy whispered so I knew we had to be doing something. When I got the hang of it I opened my eyes to see dust from everywhere racing out the door as if it was following the pied piper.
“Nice,” Dewey cooed. “I get it. Let’s clean the room and then I’ll try it again on my own later.”
I nodded, not wanting to talk and break my concentration. Then we moved along the room, always careful to face the door so the energy coming from us didn’t blow the dirt the wrong way. Five minutes later it was done and I was exhausted and crackling with energy all at once.
“You okay?” Rhyce asked me as he set down his note pad and pen. He’d gotten the job of inventory out here since he didn’t know what anything was, like me, he could write down what everyone else said.
“Fine,” I answered, licking my lips. I didn’t know what it was but something about tapping into this much power always left me with a side effect… I got so fucking hard and horny. “Just sit down and rest for a bit, Dewey. I’m going to walk off the aftereffects with Rhyce.”
“Okay. Have fun,” he panted as he leaned against Percy. “That was awesome. We cleaned the whole garage in five minutes.”
“It was very impressive, babe,” Percy agreed with a chuckle. I took Rhyce’s hand and dragged him outside with me. Once we were away from the garage I pushed him up against a thick tree that hid us.
“What the—” he started to ask but I mashed my mouth down to his. I felt powerful and alive and I wanted a piece of my man right that second.
“Going to fuck you, Rhyce,” I growled as I yanked his shorts down and fisted his cock. “Any objections?”
“No, none at all,” he panted as I sucked up a bruise on his neck. “Except we don’t have any slick.”
“Yes, we do. Dewey slipped me the tube he had with him when he saw what I wanted to do to you in my head when we were done. I guess his men jumped him after breakfast demanding sandy sex so he had some on him,” I explained as I got it out of my pocket. I spun my mate around and growled at the sight of his firm, muscular ass. I quickly opened it up and slicked up my fingers. “Hang on to the tree because I’m not going to be able to hold back and I don’t want you hurt.”
“Love you too,” he cried out as I pushed two fingers into his ass. “Fuck, you are horny.”
“For you,” I moaned as my wolf rode me hard after calling that much energy up. “Rhyce, I need it. I have to, please.”
“Like before?” he asked as he tilted his neck and looked at me. “What is it about when you try new things that you have to bite me again?”
“It’s power and my wolf likes it,” I answered as I pushed in a third finger and kept stretching him as quickly as I could. “But he can’t use power like I can and wants to leave his mark. I’m not really sure. I just need to fuck and bite after a rush like that.”
“Then do it. I’m ready, Tristan,” Rhyce moaned as I fucked him with my fingers faster. “Shit! It’s so hot when you go feral like this.”
“Glad you like it.” I growled my approval when he whimpered at the loss of my fingers after I pulled them out. I used the slick on my cock, just pulling down the front of my swim trunks, and then pushed into his ass. Rhyce went to lean over because the angle was so tight and I bet it burned. “Don’t you dare move!” I slapped his ass hard and bit his shoulder gently.
“Yes, Tristan, whatever you want,” he moaned like a slut and stayed where I wanted him. That’s what I was talking about! I worked my cock into him as fast as I could without hurting him and then moved his feet farther apart. I stopped biting him and sucked up another bruise on his shoulder.
“You know what I want, Rhyce.” I started slamming into his hole, smiling when he screamed my name. I loved the sound of my men letting me know how much pleasure I gave them. His ass kept sucking me right back in every time I pulled out, as if pissed I wasn’t keeping his hole full the entire time.
“Tristan, please,” Rhyce begged about ten minutes later, constantly pounding my cock inside of him. “Please, babe. I can’t hold out anymore.”
“Fine but we’re going twice,” I warned him. Rhyce moved one hand to stroke his cock as I bit the side of his neck. He shouted in pleasure until his voice went hoarse from overuse as he came. I followed him right over, snarling around his skin as I filled up his hole with my cum, wave after wave of pleasure hitting me.
“Fuck, that was hot,” Jared moaned from our right.
“You like that?” I drawled as I licked Rhyce’s bite, glancing at my other mate. Smirking when I saw Cameron was there as well and both had tents going in the front of their shorts, I had a change of plans. “Then you have a minute to get ready if you want some before I fuck Rhyce again.”
“I need more than a minute,” Rhyce mumbled. “I’m going to feel that for days.”
“Was I too rough?” I asked, concern breaking through the hormone fog I was in.
“No,” he chuckled tiredly. “Hell no. It will hurt so good that I’ll remember every thrust.”
“I’m almost ready,” Jared grunted. I glanced back over to him and saw he’d picked up the lube I’d dropped and was kneeling on the ground with his finger buried in his ass. “Please? Let Rhyce rest. I want some of that.”
“I promised him two rounds though,” I purred as I fondled Rhyce’s sac. He breathed in hard through his teeth.
“I’m good, my love. You took really good care of me. Give some to Jared,” he muttered as I teased his oversensitive groin. I kis
sed his shoulder to hide my smile as I pulled out of him. I knew full well I’d worn him out. And I was still raring to go. Nice.
“Well, if you’re sated, then okay,” I agreed.
“I got him,” Cameron chuckled as he wrapped his arms around Rhyce and helped him with his shorts. “You know that you fuck us faster than we can fuck you, right?”
“No, I didn’t know that,” I answered hesitantly as I glanced between my men. “Really?”
“Yeah, especially after you call upon a lot of power like you did in the garage. Your hips move faster than we can see really,” Jared agreed. “It’s fucking fantastic to experience.”
“Okay then.” I growled as I sank to my knees behind him, pulled his hand free, and slammed my still-slick cock into him. “Then let’s make another of my men tired, happy, and sated.”
“Yes, oh fuck yes,” Jared moaned as I grabbed his hips hard. I repeated the same performance with Jared, biting and sucking up bruises all over his neck and shoulders as I fucked him senseless. When we were spent I started to finally feel the energy that had been bouncing around inside of me subside some… Until I realized Cameron was slicked up, stretched, ready, and fucking posing for me.
I snarled as I pulled out of Jared and he practically collapsed on Rhyce’s lap. “Thanks, my love. That was amazing.”
“You too,” I chuckled as I fondled his hole before getting to my feet. Then I had a new target. Cameron give me a smirk as he stroked his cock, knowing full well what he was about to get. I stormed the five steps to him and moved his leg out that was perched up on a tree stump and slammed my cock into him as I mashed my mouth to his. “Fuck, are you hot.”
“Not as hot as you are after wearing out the men we love with that pole you call a cock,” he grunted as I invaded his body. “Bite me, Tristan. I want marks all over me.”
“Shit,” I hissed as my cock twitched inside of him. I loved it when he talked to me like that. We were wolves, so yeah, we liked to bite and be bitten by the ones we loved but Cameron seriously got off on it. And I fucking thought it was hot. I cupped his ass to make sure the tree didn’t slice him up as I pounded into him, his leg wrapped around my hips.