“Are we leaving soon?” Reign said by way of greeting. “Being around all these dogs is starting to irritate me.”
Dani tilted her head to the side and blinked her eyes. “Funny, that didn’t stop you from pawing every available female in here.”
Reign’s cheeks actually turned red as he turned and looked at the almost empty dance floor. The party was winding down. At least here. Jackson was sure that the real fun was beginning in rooms nearby. Jackson’s parents had offered him his old room but he’d declined. He wasn’t bold enough to fuck his two lovers in his parents’ house.
“Let’s go,” Jackson said.
Jackson made plans to meet up with Max, Mandy and Gideon for brunch the next day and there was a family barbecue planned for the next evening. It was comforting to be at home again. He’d left after college, needing to be away from his father’s pack. Being the son of an Alpha could be a pain in the ass.
But now it was different. Made him think about moving back.
He led the way as they said goodbye to the bride and grooms. He hugged his brother and Zach. It still shocked him that the two men were lovers. He wasn’t sure why except maybe it was the “I don’t want to think about anyone in my family having sex” instinct.
Reign held out his hand to Mikhel. Mikhel looked at it, not responding in kind. It didn’t bother his brother that Jax was sleeping with another man. He just didn’t like that he was sleeping with a Cat. Said a human would have been preferable.
After a long moment, Mikhel stretched out his hand and met Reign’s palm.
“Congratulations.”
“Thanks, Cat.”
Reign’s jaw clenched and Jackson rolled his eyes. Just what he needed—a brawl at his brother’s wedding.
“Mikhel, he does have a name.”
Mikhel shrugged with the deliberate arrogance of an Alpha wolf.
“Why do they bother? Cats never come when they’re called.”
Jackson watched Reign’s shoulders pull back and stepped forward. What the fuck was he going to do if his brother and his mate started to fight? Tension became a palpable force around and between the two male bodies.
“Mikhel!” The female voice ripped through the air with enough power to make every male flinch. Taylor stepped forward, her white gown swirling around her feet. “Back off.”
Mikhel had the grace to look sheepish. “Ah, I was just playing with him, baby. You know how Cats like to play.”
“Not at my wedding.”
The words were crisp.
Mikhel straightened and looked down at his bride. “Our wedding.”
“Right and if you want to have our wedding night, you’ll back off.”
Mikhel’s mouth spread into a wide smile. Damn, Jackson couldn’t remember seeing his brother smile like that—not since they were kids.
Mikhel tipped his head back and laughed. He grabbed Taylor, pulling her to him. “God, I love you.” He snuggled her up against his hip, holding her in place as he looked over her to Reign and Jackson.
“Reign, you must be a pretty fine pussycat if you’ve caught my brother. Welcome to the family.” Mikhel looked down at the gasping woman in his arms. “Was that nice enough, baby?”
“Very nice.” Taylor stroked her hand down his cheek and he took the cue, bending down and kissing her.
Reign sniffed like the whole thing offended him and walked away. Laughter followed his exit and Jackson tried not to groan.
Dani sidled up to him and slipped her arm through his.
“Problems?”
“I don’t know. Cats don’t play well with others.”
“We should go after him.”
Jackson nodded and waved to his brother who was currently kissing his bride and had his hand wrapped around Zach’s back, pulling the male into their embrace, so didn’t notice.
They made it back to the hotel in relative calm, Dani and Jackson discussing the wedding and reception. Reign concentrated on driving. He was too horny to talk. He wanted to fuck.
He was the first out of the car, needing air that wasn’t infused with the scents of Jackson and Dani. The fresh breath didn’t help much. He followed them up to the room. Jackson pulled Dani to the side of the bed and wrapped his arms around her, kissing her, sliding his hands up and down her sides.
Reign started to move in then stopped. Usually there was some kind invitation, some indication that he was welcome. Hell in the three weeks since they’d gotten together, he’d never once not been welcomed. But somehow there was a wall between them now.
It only took a moment to figure out why. The women. Damn, it wasn’t like he’d fucked any of them. And what did they expect? He was a Cat. It was his nature.
Reign folded his arms on his chest, feeling like a spoiled child sent to bed without dinner. Fuck, he hadn’t touched any of them. Much. Hadn’t been able to. His cock just wasn’t interested.
It was that damn werewolf bite. Erotic as it had been when Jackson had sunk his teeth into Reign’s skin, now it was a damn nuisance. If it hadn’t been for that bite, he could be off with one of those hot little werewolf chicks. Several had approached him, liking the danger of fucking a Cat, but when he’d followed them into the hall…nothing. He’d tried kissing the first one but the taste hadn’t been right. Like something sour had invaded his mouth.
So he’d avoided the whole mouth-to-mouth contact after that one but still, nothing seemed to work. His cock stayed brutally calm. Damn werewolf bite.
“So, what? I’m being punished?” He heard the snide tone to his voice but couldn’t stop it. The scent of Dani’s cunt had filled the car making him hard the whole drive back to the hotel.
But he was being sent to bed without any sex because he’d been a bad boy.
Dani shook her head. “Not punished. You just get to watch.”
“How long?”
The confusion in her eyes comforted his soul just a bit.
“How long, what?”
“How long do I have to watch?”
She smiled and the wicked seductress came through. She reached up under her dress and pulled down her panties. The scent of her pussy filled the room and he heard Jackson’s groan joining with his. She stepped out of the pink underwear.
“Until you can’t stand it anymore.”
She turned and climbed onto the bed, her body stretching and elongating like a cat’s, wickedly sensual. The soft flowing material of her dress spilled cross the bed, draped across her ass, giving him the perfect view of the indent between her ass cheeks. His cock pressed against the smooth placket of the dress trousers he’d worn to the wedding. Damn, was she ready to have that sweet ass fucked?
He watched as she crawled forward, straddling Jackson’s legs, her hands working the button and zipper of his fly. Jackson’s groan and Dani’s gasp of appreciation signaled the release of his cock. Damn, if he was going to be forced to watch, he wanted a good view. He shifted to the side, the small hotel room not giving him much space but needing to see it all—Jackson’s cock, Dani’s red lips as she sucked him off.
Dani’s mouth hovered over Jackson’s cock and Reign groaned, knowing the sweet heat from her breath, that moment of anticipation before she actually licked—her tongue flicked out and swirled around the thick head of Jackson’s cock.
Reign groaned and grabbed at the air, keeping himself back, fighting the urge to step in and rip Dani away—torn between wanting Dani’s mouth on his cock and wanting his mouth on Jackson’s cock. The werewolf was a seductive fuck partner that was sure. He liked everything, loved to have his body stroked, willing to take it hard in the ass, willing to give it hard.
Dani opened her mouth and swallowed, taking Jackson’s cock deep into her throat. Reign’s dick jumped, wanting the same treatment, needing something.
She groaned as she deep throated Jackson, giving him a few extended moments in her mouth before she pulled back. She’d done that a few times to Reign and he knew how sweet it was. Jackson’s hips pumped up,
like he couldn’t resist fucking a few more inches into her mouth. Temptress that she was, she retreated, petting him and soothing him though she didn’t allow him back in her mouth.
She turned her head and stroked her tongue across the base of his cock.
Jackson’s hands slid her dress up, baring her ass, revealing her pretty cunt. Reign found himself wandering in that direction, needing to see her pussy as she sucked Jackson. Tiny streams of liquid trailed down the inside her thighs.
He strode forward, grabbing Dani’s hips and holding them still, grinding his cock against her bare ass.
“That’s as much as I can stand.”
She glanced over her shoulder, a wicked smile on her swollen lips.
“You sure?”
“Don’t tease me, kitten. You’re already going to get your ass fucked tonight. It’s just a matter of whether it’s slow and as gentle as I can make it or hard and fast so you can’t walk tomorrow.”
She laughed. Reign bent down and bit her ass. The laughter turned to a groan.
He leaned forward, wanting a kiss, the need to be grounded with them too strong to ignore. He moved toward Dani but she drew back, the laughter in her eyes turning serious.
“Did you fuck any of them?”
“No.”
“Did you want to?”
He looked at her and the man beneath her, both staring at him intently waiting for his answer. He knew all he had to do was leave. If he was that unhappy with the situation he could leave. Leave Dani and Jax. Eventually the influence of the bite would fade and he’d go back to what he’d been. Fucking whoever he wanted. If he stayed, the bond between them would grow stronger.
He shook his head, going with the truth. “Not really. I guess I was just feeling a little cornered.”
Dani smiled, sympathy glowing in her eyes. “That’s okay. We all feel like that sometimes.”
Reign shrugged, wanting to lighten the mood, get them back to their original goal—fucking. “I guess if I can put up with wolf-boy howling at the moon, you guys can handle my little quirks.”
“Asshole,” Jackson said though Reign could hear the affection behind the word.
“But you love me anyway.” He said the words and then froze. He hadn’t meant them that way. It was just something that he said.
“I guess I do,” Jackson said with a sigh.
“Me too.” Dani’s admission was much nicer. She leaned over and pecked him on the cheek. “Now, weren’t you saying something about fucking?” Her eyes sparkled with lust and laughter.
His heart fluttered. He wasn’t ready to admit it, wasn’t sure there would come a time when he could accept it, but he wasn’t going to leave these two. They all belonged together.
About the Author
Tielle (pronounced “teal”) St. Clare has had a life-long love of romance novels. She began reading romances in the 7th grade when she discovered Victoria Holt novels and began writing romances at the age of sixteen (during Trigonometry, if the truth be told). During her senior year in high school, the class dressed up as what they would be in twenty years—Tielle dressed as a romance writer. When not writing romances, Tielle has worked in public relations and video production for the past twenty years. She moved to Alaska when she was seven years old in 1972 when her father was transferred with the military. Tielle believes romances should be hot and sexy with a great story and fun characters.
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