Claimed by Love

by Skye Jones

  “Luke? Can you come with me? I need to talk to you.” He walked by the couch and grabbed a handful of Luke’s T-shirt, yanking the man to his feet as he pulled him in the direction of the stairs.

  Only when they reached the safety of their room did he let go. He looked at Luke with trepidation. The other man refused to meet his gaze as he stalked to the bathroom and closed the door behind him, his actions clear. When he heard no click of the lock Sean followed, and with a small snarl, flung the door open and marched in. Luke whirled around, but Sean was ready for a fight himself and would not be cut out.

  “What?”

  “It’s not your fault Kayley got a bit freaked out. Julie did this, not you. Don’t go getting all stressed out about a small setback. We can still turn this around. I truly believe she’ll want to come back with us when we have to leave.”

  Luke gave a low, threatening growl. “Shut up, Sean.”

  “Do not tell me to shut up, just don’t.”

  Luke’s eyes flashed with anger for a brief moment before something that looked like sorrow filled them.

  The fight ran out of Sean. “What do you need?” He ignored his hurt at Luke’s unusually dismissive words, too focused on the sadness in his mate’s stormy eyes.

  “You,” Luke said, his tone softer. “Her.” He gave a small smile, a barely perceptible twitch of his lips. “I need her to know, need to tell her. It’s killing me, keeping this covered up. Watching every single reaction I have toward her, not letting myself get too near, keeping everything locked down tight. I don’t know if I can do it again. You don’t really know how much it cost me with you. I nearly gave far too much away down there. Will picked up on my concern. Like I said, I don’t know if I can do it again. Maybe we should go home?”

  “No.” Sean’s emotions surprised him, but he didn’t want to give up. The previous night, when he’d held Kayley tight, her scent had hit him, powerful and familiar, despite them never having met. He assumed the familiarity must come from the shared visions his bond with Luke had provided sometimes. It had taken everything he possessed to act his usual, casual self when inside he burned for her. So, yeah, despite his reservations and fears, deep down Sean believed Kayley belonged with them. Even more so now he’d spent time with the female human.

  “Let me help you relax. What do you need?” He asked the question again, edging nearer Luke, letting the warm, purely male, scent of his mate wash over him and fill his senses.

  “I…I…agh!” Luke slammed his fist into the tiled wall, cracking one of them clean down the middle.

  “Come here.” Sean pulled Luke flush against him. “That’s a trip to Home Depot for you in the morning!” He huffed out a laugh against Luke’s warm neck.

  His mate stood as stiff as a board in his arms, so he ran his hands up Luke’s back and into his hair, carding his fingers through the thick tufts in a way he knew the other man loved. “Please, baby. Look at me.” Luke finally did and Sean sighed in relief to see his eyes back to their usual velvety gray, the silvery coldness of moments ago gone. Sean wanted him, desire hitting him like a sledgehammer, sending blood galloping south as he hardened painfully fast.

  “I want you.” Sean gave voice to his desire, marveling at the way Luke could still get him hard in record time with nothing more than a look, a smile, or one of his low, dirty laughs.

  An almost growl rumbled in the back of Luke’s throat, and he moved like lightning as he grabbed Sean and pulled him in. Luke’s teeth clashed with Sean’s as he claimed his mouth, his tongue pressing in immediately. Sean let out a strangled moan. Luke tasted so good it should be illegal. His scent hit Sean again. Luke’s lust for Kayley, plus his anxiety over the situation, must have heightened his pheromones, and Sean found himself high on them.

  Luke maneuvered him toward the bed, and pushed Sean down onto it as, still standing, he started to undo the string on his black sweatpants. He pushed his T-shirt up when he did so, showing a toned slab of rock hard stomach. Once the string on his pants was undone, Luke dropped them. He hadn’t taken his shoes off, and so his pants pooled at his ankles.

  Luke gave a brief, wry grin as he dropped his briefs to join his pants, and Sean could only stare up at him, lust struck. The man looked like every dark fantasy Sean had ever entertained. Luke’s cock jutted out angrily, his bunched pants and pushed up T-shirt framing the sight obscenely. He stood before Sean utterly unashamed and hard as nails, his length reaching past his belly button, the flared end deep red and swollen with blood.

  Saliva flooded Sean’s mouth. He quickly toed off his shoes, kicked off his jeans and briefs, and pulled his shirt over his head. He grabbed the lube from the drawer and slicked two fingers up. This wasn’t going to be gentle lovemaking, and he was more than okay with that.

  He laid back on the bed, prepping himself quickly, flushing at the hungry way Luke watched him, eyes eating him up.

  “Touch yourself.” Sean possessed a voyeuristic streak a mile wide.

  His partner obeyed immediately and grabbed his cock as he moved his large hand up and down the length. Sean watched rapt. Luke ran his thumb over the top, spreading a bead of precum out and down, using the natural lubrication to up the tempo. The sight of Luke working ruthlessly at himself, his clothes still hanging from him, was devastatingly erotic.

  “Come here.” Sean crooked a finger at Luke, sighing in relief when Luke settled himself between his legs and began rubbing the thick head of his cock around Sean’s hole, gazing right into Sean’s eyes as he did so. Expecting a quick and brutal fucking, and not getting it, Sean could only buck up against Luke as he kept up the leisurely contact.

  “You gonna tease me all day or actually do something?” Sean goaded. The tension of the last couple of days coalesced into a bright burning need. He loved having a physical reminder of Luke’s passion and enjoyed the ache after a vigorous fucking. He enjoyed seeing a lingering mark where Luke had bitten him, or the odd faint bruise from where Luke had dug his fingers in hard. He especially liked the deep purple marks, which Luke would regularly suck onto his neck, near the mating bite etched in his skin. Weird, maybe, but it was how he rolled.

  “Oh, I’m going to do something, don’t you worry.” Luke smiled feral and hard, as finally he pushed in, still slow and gentle in his movements.

  Sean forced himself to relax and take it, to wait for the brief, initial discomfort to turn into the pleasure he knew would ignite. After a few seconds, it became easier and he felt the burn morph into something much more blissful, as Luke moved in and out, still keeping up the frustrating pace. Sean didn’t want gentle or slow, he needed the fire and heat of it hard and fast. If the way Luke trembled was any indicator, he desired the same thing, and barely restrained himself.

  “Fuck me properly, Luke, dinnae gentle me, damn it.” Sean’s accent, normally hard to pin down, fell back into a soft, Scottish brogue as he sank into the heat of their coupling.

  The next moment, his eyes rolled shut, as with a quick snap of his hips, Luke did as asked. At first he drove into him so hard it became all Sean could do to hold on for the ride. After a while, Luke tempered his strokes slightly and changed the angle, so every single time he slammed home he hit Sean’s prostate.

  “Oh, God!” Sean moaned around the words. His breath came in quick gasps, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out for long. Luke wasn’t the only one riled up by Kayley’s presence. Sean’s need to take her built, too, and he wondered at how one female could turn him on in a way no other ever really had. He moaned louder as Luke thrust in even deeper, his strokes smooth but harsh, the sensation like nothing else. He only wished he could spend his whole life doing nothing but fucking Luke. Sadly, he couldn’t, and his balls tightened further, heralding the approaching end.

  He grabbed himself and jerked, two, three times and then he came, head thrown back as he shot all over his stomach. He contracted around Luke’s hard length as he did, which intensified the climax. “Fuck.” He opened his eyes as the last
tremors ran through him.

  “Sean.” Luke whispered his name, stared down at him, looking at him as if Sean were something to be worshipped. He stilled and pulled out, but he hadn’t come, and Sean was about to ask what was wrong, when Luke positioned himself over Sean’s body and started to slowly jack himself again.

  “Want to add to that mess you’ve made all over yourself. Going to mark you good and proper. You are mine.”

  The hard possession in Luke’s voice electrified Sean, the deep guttural rasp making him shiver in response. Sean might have come mere seconds ago, but he still loved seeing Luke kneeling over him, fucking his fist. The sight kind of blew his mind, truth be told. And there went his voyeuristic streak again! Sean smiled as he let go and reveled in it.

  With a grunt, Luke found his own release, all over Sean, adding rope after rope to the already drying mess on his stomach. Eventually Luke let go of himself and rolled onto his side.

  “That was…different.” Sean looked at Luke, a big grin splitting his face. He wished he’d filmed the session to watch over and over again. Nothing turned him on more than seeing Luke touch himself.

  “I don’t know what happened.” Luke’s amused smile held a touch of hesitation, not his usual state, by any means. “I wanted to mark you and didn’t think I could bite you, not without risking freaking Kayley out if she sees it. You’ve already got my permanent mate bite, and I didn’t think I should go adding others, so this was my way of doing it.” He hitched up one shoulder in a shrug. “I’m kind of on edge and let a bit of the wolf out…sorry.” He didn’t sound too apologetic, and a slow smile spread, chasing away the uncertainty.

  Sean smiled back, lazy and sated. “That was porn worthy. No need for the half-assed apology. God, I wish I didn’t come first though, so I could do it while watching you.”

  “Who knew you were such a slut for my cum?” Luke laughed and nipped at his earlobe.

  “Much as I’m a slut for it, and I am, I think I’ll take a shower and wash myself off. You should join me. You look all beat to hell. You can tell me exactly what happened down there while we clean up.”

  “Nothing really to tell. Julie pushed it and Kayley became upset.” He shook his head. “Wish you’d been there, you handle shit like this so much better than me.”

  One of the things Sean loved most about Luke was how he never treated him like a subordinate, even though he technically was, both at work and in their relationship. Well, he was if you followed traditional wolf shifter rules of alpha’s first, mates second. Many packs ran their affairs that way and thought nothing of it. Sean had lived that life once before and never wanted it again. Luke always kept Sean in the loop and genuinely seemed to value his input. There were many times he’d changed course after taking Sean’s advice.

  “Let’s get cleaned up and go find her.” Sean stroked a finger down Luke’s arm.

  “Maybe we should give her some space?” Luke said.

  “She told me last night she loves cooking, why don’t I get her to help me out in the kitchen?” Sean said. “That way she doesn’t have to talk about it, or sit with everyone, but she’s still part of the group, still included.”

  “Sounds like a plan.” Luke turned his head to drop a single kiss in Sean’s palm.

  Sean reached down and undid Luke’s shoes, taking them off before pulling his pants down. By the time he got to drag the T-shirt over his head, Luke’s dick started showing renewed interest in proceedings, already half hard.

  “You’re insatiable. A veritable animal.”

  “I am an animal and so are you. Wanna make wild monkey love in the shower?” Luke grinned.

  “Nah. I hear monkey love is overrated. Wolf love on the other hand…”

  Sean gave a mock howl of outrage as Luke pulled him up and swatted his behind, following him into the shower.

  Chapter 5

  Kayley’s ears burned. Hell, her whole face flamed. She stood in the bathroom in an agony of indecision as gruff male voices rang out from the room next door.

  After becoming so overly emotional, she’d decided to go and sit outside alone for a while and gather her thoughts. Being around Luke and Sean messed with her equilibrium. The two men aroused her, and she spent her time aching for them in a way she’d never experienced before. She still couldn’t cope with seeing her dream men in the flesh. It scared her half to death. Made her wonder what the hell was going on with her mind.

  After selecting a swimsuit and sarong that covered her scars, she’d wandered into the bathroom for her lip balm, when she’d heard them and froze. Normally the fan came on automatically with the light, which meant she couldn’t hear much of anything, but she’d not turned the light on, only meaning to grab the balm and go.

  “Ah, Luke!” Sean’s words came out on a low groan.

  “Told you we’d get cleaned up.” Luke chuckled.

  “Your mouth…should be illegal.”

  She didn’t need an overactive imagination to figure out what they were doing in there. The image came to her unbidden, of Luke on his knees in the shower, taking Sean into his mouth. She gasped and brought her hand to her throat, feeling her pulse jump under her warm skin.

  “Oh God, oh God, oh God.” Sean sounded about to lose his mind as he repeated the fevered litany over and over again. “So good, so good.”

  Kayley moved her hand slowly down her body until she grazed a breast, fingers ghosting over her already hard nipple. The intensity of the sensation shocked and scared her a little, as the usual anxiety began to build with her arousal. For her, sexual excitement held as much fear as it did promise. Fear that once again she wouldn’t be able to find the release she yearned for. Fear of emotions and feelings she’d long ago closed off.

  While she’d been on the medication she could blame her inability to experience sexual pleasure on the pills. Her lack of a sex life could also be blamed on her inability to trust men after the attack. Deep down though, Kayley knew her problem ran deeper, she couldn’t even trust herself. There’d been no sexual assault when Dane hit her, but the violence had been extreme and at the hands of someone she’d thought loved her. Her therapist told her it was no surprise that Kayley found it next to impossible to date.

  Four long years later, and she still couldn’t be intimate with a man; no date ever went beyond dinner and a kiss good-night.

  “Shit!” Sean’s voice reached her loud and clear. “I can’t…I can’t, I’m gonna…” A long, low moan rang out through the wall.

  Luke’s deep chuckle followed. “I could spend all day making you lose it and never get bored.”

  “No. But I might die from exhaustion. Seems like you’ve got a little problem yourself that needs addressing,” Sean said.

  “Enough with the little,” Luke returned. “Although, if you’re offering I wou—” The loud, electronic trill of a cell ringing cut him off. “Fuck. I better get it, might be important.”

  Sean muttered something she couldn’t hear and the water ceased. Clearly they were done, for now. Poor Luke—left as unsatisfied as she seemed destined to be.

  An image flashed into her mind, of Luke standing over her as she kneeled in front of his erect penis. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to luxuriate in the image. She could almost smell his woodsy, male scent. Suddenly she’d give anything to taste him, to delight in the weight of him in her mouth, run her tongue over soft velvet skin, covering hard steel.

  Hands venturing further down her body, she moved one between her legs to play in the slick wetness there. Should she try again? In the past couple of weeks, she’d tried numerous times to reach orgasm, all without success. The anticipation of further failure dampened her ardor and she withdrew her hand, wiping herself down briskly instead with some toilet paper, before washing her hands and exiting the bathroom. A second later, she ran back in to grab the lip balm.

  As she stepped out of her bedroom, Luke came out his door. They both froze for a split second, looking at one another. Kayley wanted nothing
more than to wrap herself around him, which in turn made her want to run fast in the opposite direction. Luke simply studied her, expression guarded, closed off.

  “Needed my lip balm.” She held the small tube up, waving it in front of her like some sort of shield.

  “You should make sure you drink enough, too. It’s so humid.” He laughed then, and his face lit up. “Why am I telling you? You live here, right?”

  “It’s easy to forget sometimes. Especially like right now, when I’m not working and I’ve done nothing more strenuous than laze around by the pool.”

  His gaze ran the length of her body—super quick but she saw it—before it flipped back to her face. Glad she’d worn a costume to cover her scar, Kayley hated the flush creeping over her cheeks. He doesn’t like you in that way. She fought to calm herself down.

  “You’re enjoying yourself though, right? Having a break, seeing Will?” Luke sounded genuinely concerned.

  “Oh, yes. I love spending time with Will. With all of you,” she said.

  “Glad to hear it. Hey.” He cocked his head to one side. “Do you think you could do something for me?”

  “Of course.” Not sure why, she harbored a desire to be accepted by Luke, to be liked by him.

  “You don’t know what I’m going to ask yet.” He smiled at her and those dimples popped, making her want kiss either side of his mouth.

  “True. Okay, I’ll help if I can.” She smiled back.

  Luke placed his palm on the small of her back and led her down the corridor. Warmth leaped from his skin, and all her focus zoomed to the burning point where his body met hers.

  They stopped outside a door, which he opened, letting them into a large library. Its opulence took her breath away. It contained a grand piano as well as shelf after shelf of books, and its situation on the second floor meant it held wonderful views out across the beach and ocean.

  “Wow!” She crossed to the piano. “Just when I think I’ve gotten used to this place I find something else incredible. Do you know the kitchen has a coffee machine that cost as much as a car?”