“What are you doing?” Caleb said. “No dawdling. Just wash!”
“I told you washing can be fun,” she said.
Grady continued down her body, loving each inch of skin that he’d wanted so long to touch and now finally could. He purposely bypassed the V at her groin, instead washing those delicious legs, all muscled and shapely. Working his way back up the inside of her thighs, he finally reached her pussy. Exactly where he wanted to be.
Careful not to get any soap on her slippery folds, Grady pressed his lips against her. Fiona immediately threaded her fingers through his hair. “Don’t stop.”
“Again?” Caleb said.
Grady ignored him, opening his mouth to suck on her clit.
Fiona whimpered, her fingers tightening. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
Grady gave it everything he had, sucking, licking, then sucking some more. Fiona’s body shook, then shook harder, the sounds coming from her more like nonsense moans than words. Caleb held her up even after Grady stopped, until she could stand on her own.
“To hell with the bed.” Caleb turned her around and pressed her against the wall, lifting her until he could slide his cock into her. “I can’t wait that long.” He thrust into her hard.
Grady rubbed Caleb’s back, just wanting some contact with him.
A few minutes later, Caleb stiffened. Fiona bit his shoulder, and in a fit of inspiration, Grady bit the other one.
Caleb bellowed. His body shook, his knees buckling. Fiona and Grady wrapped their arms around him to hold him up. Grady didn’t release Caleb’s shoulder until he stopped shuddering.
As soon as Caleb pulled out and slumped against the wall, Grady took his place. “Hi, sweetie.” He kissed Fiona gently before starting to move.
She gripped him hard, her nails digging into his back.
“You got me good,” Caleb said. “Two bites at the same time—oh, my God.”
“I thought it might feel good. It felt good, right?” Grady said.
Caleb got a half-smile on his face as he pushed off the wall. “You’re going to find out.”
That sounded like a threat. But his mate would never hurt him. Right?
He’d find out soon. The blood rushed to his groin, his body tightened, and he had to pant just to suck air into his lungs. With Caleb’s body pressed against his back and Fiona in front, his whole body was aflame.
Fiona brushed her teeth over his shoulder.
“Don’t,” Grady grunted. “I can’t hold on.”
“Then don’t.” Fiona bit him.
The orgasm raced through his body, setting him on fire. He felt tight, stiff, and then Caleb sunk his teeth into his other shoulder.
Grady blacked out. That was the only way to explain it. He lost thought, becoming nothing more than sensation, pleasure rushing over him and through him and around him. He couldn’t see, couldn’t hear, could do anything but feel and then feel some more.
Eons passed while his nerve-endings bathed in a pleasure so intense he couldn’t describe it. When he finally opened his eyes, he realized Caleb and Fiona were holding him up just as they’d held Caleb up before. He put his weight back on his legs, his knees like jelly.
Fiona brushed his cheek. “I love you, Grady.” She reached behind him. “And I love you, Caleb.”
Caleb squeezed them together so he could reach Fiona’s lips. “I love you, too.” Then Caleb kissed Grady’s neck. “I don’t know if you’re ready to hear this, but I also love you, Grady.”
Grady grabbed the back of Caleb’s neck and twisted around to kiss him. “I love you, too.”
Caleb laughed with joy. “All right.”
After another kiss, Grady rested his forehead against Fiona’s. “And you know I love you. I always have.”
“I know. I’ve always loved you, too. I just buried it really deep.”
He kissed her. “I’m going to want to hear more about that. But first, let’s wash.”
As they soaped each other up, Grady knew that for better or worse, he was right where he’d always wanted to be. Home.
Author's Note
I really enjoyed writing Fiona, Grady and Caleb's story; I hope you liked it as much I do! This is the fourth of a four-part series. If you haven't read the others, you can find out more about them on my website.
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Thank you!
Tabitha Conall
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The Alpha's Pack
Tabitha Conall
The Stonewall Pack Alpha Series #1
An overwhelming lust draws werewolves to their two mates in this otherwise ordinary world. Deirdre, Jake and Sam find each other only to discover they must conquer an intractable foe or be separated forever. Their enemy breaks every rule to get what he wants. Can these three mates overcome their obstacles to find everlasting love?
Excerpt
Jake had never smelled anything better in his life. It was like earth and sex and home all rolled up together. He’d been looking for a restaurant where he could get some lunch, but ever since he’d smelled that scent, he couldn’t do anything but follow it.
He walked down a sidewalk lined with trees and quaint storefronts. The sun shined bright overhead. He passed a photo store, a butcher, and a book store as the smell grew stronger. As it became overwhelming, he felt himself growing hard. What the hell?
He had no control. Like a siren holding him in her grasp, the smell wrapped around him, sliding over his hair, heating his skin until he felt more turned on than ever before. He knew what this was. There was only one thing this could be.
Jake turned a corner and went down a little alley that opened into a flower-filled courtyard. A woman stood in the middle staring at him, and on the far side of her another man walked through a different alleyway entrance.
He’d found his mates.
Jake approached the woman. She was beautiful, to him. About medium height, shiny brown hair that brushed her shoulders, big blue eyes surrounded by thick lashes. Her skin was that pale that never tans, only burns. Her body was well-muscled yet slender, the perfect she-wolf’s body.
She watched him curiously but without fear. “Hello?”
Jake slid his hands around her waist and buried his nose in her neck. So good. She smelled so damn good.
Another pair of hands brushed against his as they took hold of her hips. Their third pressed his face into the other side of her throat.
“Oh, God,” she whispered.
He lifted his head enough to look into her eyes, their foreheads almost touching. “I’m Jake.”
“Deirdre,” she said.
The other man looked up, his eyes meeting Jake’s. “Sam.”
Sam had light brown hair and blue eyes that were a lighter color than Deirdre’s. He was a little shorter and less bulked up than Jake, but that wasn’t saying much. Jake stood at 6'2" and lifted at the gym regularly in order to enhance his natural wolf strength.
“You don’t smell like Pack,” Sam said. “Deirdre smells like Stonewall Pack, but you…”
Sam smelled like Pack too. They both did, but they smelled like different packs. If Deirdre was in the Stonewall Pack, it was a good guess Sam was in the Roanoke Pack. “I’m a Loner,” Jake said.
Sam’s face tensed.
Pack wolves didn’t like Loners. That was fine; Jake didn’t like pack wolves either.
And now he was mated to two of them.
With the scent of them filling his head and his cock hard as granite, he couldn’t find it in him to care. “Let’s worry about that later. There are more important things right now.”
“We need to go someplace,” she said.
He didn’t want to go anywhere. He wanted to drag his mates to the ground and claim them right here, right now. But Deirdre was right. Humans didn’t know about werewolves and they especially didn’t know that the mate bond was for threesomes rather
than couples. Now wasn’t the time for them to find out.
The problem with going somewhere was that Sam and Deirdre almost surely lived in Pack territory. They wouldn’t be allowed to pass into a different pack’s territory any more than he could go there with them. That left one option. “I have a hotel room,” he said.
“In neutral territory,” Sam said.
“Of course.” That was solved, but now the bigger problem—he’d have to let go of them before they could walk to the hotel. Plus, he wasn’t sure he remembered where it was. He’d been in a fog on his way here, just following the scent.
Deirdre pushed against his chest. “Let’s go. The faster we leave, the faster we can get there.”
Jake pulled back, then lunged forward, pressing his lips against hers, a growl rising from his throat.
Sam moaned.
Then Jake grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the alley where he’d come in, Sam following behind them.
Walking to the hotel was the longest ten minutes of his life. He tried to get his mind off the conflagration to come, though it was hard with Deirdre’s small hand in his. So few people were blessed with mates; he’d never really thought he’d find his. Or that he even had any.
He’d just come here looking for a job, not his mates. Though he’d visited larger cities, Marysburg had the distinction of not just two long-standing werewolf packs, but also a sizable neutral area. That’s what drew him here. Loners weren’t welcome in pack territory, and pack territory was damn near everywhere.
But because Marysburg had two packs, the neutral area was large and housed most of the offices and other places of business. A Loner could find a job, get an apartment, live a life. That had been the plan. Until fate knocked him on his ass.
He followed the trail of his own scent back to the hotel. None of them spoke. Jake didn’t know what the other two were thinking, but he couldn’t quite form thoughts. If he’d spoken, he’d have ended up sounding like a fool, saying “wow” over and over.
Instead, he walked as fast as possible.
Protecting the Pack
Tabitha Conall
In an otherwise modern world where werewolves mate in triads, one threesome faces overwhelming obstacles to everlasting love.
Chris leads a pack of werewolves threatened by a rival group. Alexandra follows love away from home and into trouble. Ben seeks a new home but cannot escape the ghosts of his past. The mating lust pulls Chris, Ben and Alexandra together, flooding them with the desire to mark each other and seal their bond. But their differences combine with outside forces to pull them apart, possibly forever. Their future, their love, and even their lives hang in the balance.
Excerpt
All of a sudden, Ben smelled the most amazing smell, like sex and chocolate and first-thing-in-the-morning coffee, only better. He’d heard about this. There was only one thing it could be.
He’d found his mates.
Ben’s gaze swung to the bar as though pulled there. Chris sat on a stool, eyes wide, staring at him. No wonder Ben had felt comfortable talking with Chris. His mate. His fricking mate.
Chris looked at Dana and said something to her. As far away as he was, Ben could only imagine what he was saying.
She looked confused.
As Chris stood, he shook his head, still speaking. Then he left Dana behind and plowed his way through the packed room to get to Ben.
They clasped arms, holding onto each other at the elbows and staring into each other’s eyes. The smell was so much stronger now. Ben had no doubt. He’d spend the rest of his life with this man.
And with their female.
“Where is she?” Ben said. He swung to look at the room, one hand still gripping Chris’ arm. All he saw was wolves, wall-to-wall.
“There couldn’t be a worse situation to try and find somebody,” Chris said.
“We just need to follow our noses.” Ben stepped forward, pushing through a group of people to get to the other side, and Chris followed him. Excitement jumped in Ben’s stomach.
The scent grew. Ahead of them, someone was pushing through the crowd, coming in their direction. Someone else stepped aside, and a body ran into Ben. It was her.
Alex.
The air left his lungs. She was so beautiful. Everything he’d ever wanted. He reached for her.
Alex’s eyes were wide. “No,” she said. “No, this isn’t happening.” She dove into the crowd toward the door.
About the Author
Tabitha fell in love with love when she wrote her first play at the age of eight. That story involved three princes who fell in love with three princesses. With time, boyfriends and a degree in writing, her stories gained not just deeper conflict but also a lot more flesh. Now she describes not just the princes and princesses falling in love and all the obstacles they have to conquer, but also what happens when they close the bedroom door. What could be more perfect?
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Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Author's Note
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