by Dia Cole
Unable to help myself, my gaze dipped lower to his six-pack abs, and then even lower to the delicious package hanging between his legs. I bit back my moan. I couldn’t wait to lick, suck, and bite every delicious inch of his powerful body. Playing dumb, I batted my eyelashes. “Are you upset about something?”
He ran a hand through his collar-length hair. “Fuck yeah, I’m upset. You know you need to stay behind the wall.”
He looks so sexy when he’s agitated. “Then it sounds like you need to punish me for breaking the rules.” I knocked several pillows aside and crawled onto the bed. “Do you want to spank me?” I twisted around to present him with my naked bottom. Although as an exotic dancer I’d played at being a BDSM queen on stage, I’d discovered that I loved being dominated in bed.
No one dominated better than Gabriel. Except Nathan, a wicked voice inside my head whispered. I bitch-slapped that unwelcome commentary and focused on the dark-haired male.
Gabriel clenched his jaw. “Don’t tempt me.”
But that’s exactly what I planned on doing. I gave Gabriel a coy look through my long dark hair. “If you don’t correct me now, I might have to run away again and again…”
“Havana.” His rumbling warning would’ve made any sane woman back down.
But mounting sexual frustration made me a bit crazy. “You should spank me.”
He growled. His growing lust pulsed through our bond.
He wants me. Then why won’t he give us what we both crave?
When he didn’t move a muscle. I chewed on my lower lip. “Well, if you aren’t man enough to give me the punishment I deserve then maybe—” I broke off when he crossed the distance between us in a blur of motion.
“You forget, I’m not a man at all,” he growled, grabbing my hips.
Yes! “Take me,” I pleaded, spreading my thighs. Rough. Gentle. Fast. Slow. I didn’t care as long as he quenched this burning ache inside me. I rocked back feeling the scorching heat of his erection against my core.
He inhaled sharply and took a step back. “Princess, I can’t.”
“Why the hell not?” We’d already overcome his initial reluctance to mate with me because he’d thought of me as Nathan’s female. What’s his hang-up now?
“We don’t want to hurt the babe,” a deep, rumbling voice said from the doorway.
I looked around Gabriel’s shoulder to see a gorgeous seven-foot-tall, auburn-haired, bearded male. “What baby?”
Liam strode in and shut the cabin door behind him. “The babe you’re carrying.”
Gabriel nodded. “It’s important you take it easy right now. As much as I—” he looked over at Liam “—as much as we want to be with you, we don’t want to jeopardize the pregnancy.” He looked down at his bare wrist as if checking an imaginary watch. “We should get back to the lodge. Mason will have lunch ready by now. A female in your condition needs to eat regularly. Lykos pregnancies aren’t like human pregnancies. The gestation takes less than half the time and is very demanding on the mothers.”
I shook my head in disbelief. They can’t be serious? I flipped over on my back and stared at the two of them. “I’m not pregnant. I have an IUD.”
Gabriel’s eyes widened. “You do?”
“Hell yeah, I do.” I’d had the procedure done when Nathan and I first got together. All my life I’d wanted children, but I’d wanted them after I was married. I’d promised myself early in life that I’d never end up in my mother’s shoes—partnerless and raising an unplanned child.
My stomach tightened as I thought of my mom again. Even though she and I had a complicated relationship, I missed her.
Liam strode over the wood floor and came to stand next to Gabriel. “What’s an IUD?”
“I think it’s a form of birth control,” Gabriel answered slowly.
I sighed. Explaining contraception to werewolves was one of many conversations I never thought I’d have. “It’s a device implanted inside my body that prevents me from getting pregnant.”
“But you went into heat?” Liam said, looking confused.
I shrugged. “That wouldn’t matter. I can’t get pregnant until the IUD is removed.” I’m sure when the time came, Mason would be more than happy to do the honors.
“But…but… Don’t you want babes?” Liam asked, his gaze searching my face.
“Very much,” I answered honestly. But I wanted it to be a planned event. My mom never let me forget I was a not so appreciated parting gift from a one-night stand. “Just not right now.” Bringing a baby into the apocalypse wouldn’t be the smartest idea even if the child would have some amazing daddies to look after him or her.
“So you’re not pregnant,” Liam said, his green eyes darkening.
“She’s not pregnant,” Gabriel echoed, reaching down to caress my breast.
“Not even a little.” I moaned and arched into his hand. My nipple instantly hardened into a tight nub. “So are you two going to punish me for breaking the rules?”
“Hell, yes we are.” Gabriel pinched my sensitive peak with enough pressure to take my breath away.
“You’ve been a very naughty female.” Liam pinched my other nipple.
“Oh!” I gasped brokenly at the pleasure-pain sensation. My heart pounded with anticipation as I swept my gaze over the gorgeous naked males in front of me. It’d been so long and I needed this. I needed them.
2
Havana
Pushing Liam’s hand away, Gabriel grabbed hold of my ankles and dragged me to the edge of the bed. He pushed my legs apart and brushed his thumb lightly over my sex.
I moaned and bucked against his touch.
“Look how hungry she is for us, Liam. She’s already dripping wet.” Gabriel slid two fingers inside me.
I whimpered at the erotic invasion. It felt so good.
Liam licked his lips and watched Gabriel’s fingers thrusting in and out of my damp flesh. “She likes that?”
“She likes it very much,” I panted. I rocked up off the chocolate-colored comforter, chasing Gabriel’s fingers.
Gabriel clamped his free hand on my hip, locking me in place. “None of that. You take what I give you—nothing more. Understand?” He pulled his fingers out, reached up, and pinched my nipple.
“Yes,” I hissed, my eyes rolling back in my head. “Please.” The agonizing throb between my legs had me shifting restlessly.
Gabriel looked over at his friend. “Watch and learn, brother. Our Alpha doesn’t like it slow. Does she?” He slid three fingers in, and increased his tempo.
I cried out my approval. I loved the raw ferocity of Gabriel’s lovemaking. He didn’t do slow and sensuous like Mason. There was also never any sweet hesitancy to his touch like Liam. Gabriel fucked hard and raw. And right now that was exactly what I needed.
A savage hunger gripped me as I checked out the heavy muscles rippling under his dark bronze skin. He’s so goddamn hot. I dropped my gaze to the heavy erection swinging between his thighs. I couldn’t wait to feel his cock hammering deep inside me. And Liam’s. I couldn’t help but do a double take at Liam’s massive erection. I grew wetter just thinking about fitting all of him inside me.
“Look at me, not Liam,” Gabriel ordered.
A shiver went through me. I loved when Gabriel was bossy like this. Nathan used to—I crushed that thought before it could grow wings. Nathan was my past. Gabriel, Liam, and Mason were my present and future. I raised my gaze to meet Gabriel’s.
“Good girl.” His dark eyes blazed with wicked passion. “Do you want me to fuck you?”
“Yes.” So damn much.
Gabriel pressed the head of his cock right where I needed it. “You want this inside you?” He dragged his hot, rigid flesh over my seam.
“Oh, God. Yes,” I cried, rocking my hips forward.
“Then as part of your punishment, I won’t fuck you.” He pulled his hand and cock away.
“What? That’s not fair.” I tried to sit up.
“I say what’s
fair.” Gabriel pushed me down. “Don’t move unless I give you permission.” He clamped his fingers around my clit.
Pleasure sizzled through my nerve endings. I arched off the mattress.
“Liam, how else should we punish this naughty female?” Gabriel gave my clit another pinch.
Liam’s gaze lit up and he grinned at Gabriel.
Gabriel nodded in response to some silent telepathic conversation they were having. “Good idea.” Then Gabriel climbed onto the bed. Before I could process what was happening, Gabriel pushed me into a seated position, with my legs hanging off the bed, and situated himself behind me.
I could feel his hard-as-steel cock against my ass. Is he going to take me from behind? “What’s going on?”
“That’s for us to know and you to find out.” He reached around and clamped my nipples with his fingers.
I writhed in pleasure.
Liam got down on his knees in front of me. Despite his imposing size, he looked almost bashful. “I’ve always wanted to do this.” He dipped his head down and kissed my knee. The whiskers of his beard brushed against the soft skin of my inner thigh.
I giggled.
Liam snapped his head up, looking confused.
I immediately bit my lip. Poor guy. He thought I was laughing at him.
“She’s ticklish,” Gabriel said to Liam. “But she won’t laugh anymore, will she?” He twisted my nipples hard enough that I saw stars.
“No, I promise,” I moaned.
“Keep going, brother,” Gabriel ordered.
Liam blew a hot breath over my aching flesh. “Does this feel good?”
“Yes,” I gasped, my entire body trembling.
“And this?” He pushed his face between my legs and licked.
The hot lash of his tongue on my sensitive flesh was so good it almost bordered on painful. “Oh, yes!”
Liam gave me a big smile. “You taste so sweet. I could do this forever.”
“Make her beg for release.” Gabriel tweaked my nipples again. “You’re not allowed to orgasm until I say so, princess. Understand?”
“Y-yes,” I gasped, wondering how the hell I was going to hold myself back.
Liam dove in, licking and sucking me senseless. Although he devoured my pussy with more enthusiasm than finesse, it was goddamn perfect.
My head fell back against Gabriel’s chest as I gave myself over to the hot, wet friction of his mouth and tongue. Pleasure coiled tight inside me. I dug my nails into the side of Gabriel’s thighs and held on to him for dear life.
“Here’s another tip, brother.” Gabriel reached down and spread my lips. “See that nub, that’s her clit. Suck on it. ”
Liam immediately drew my clit into his mouth eliciting a strangled moan from my lips.
Sizzling arcs of electricity pulsed through me. “I can’t take much more!” My thighs trembled as I fought to hold back my orgasm.
“Oh, you’ll take it,” Gabriel growled into my ear. Then he looked down at Liam. “Fuck her with your tongue.”
Liam spread my thighs wider and thrust his tongue deep inside me.
“Oh!” Erotic pleasure overwhelmed my senses. Gritting my teeth I tried to fight the mounting tension in my body.
Gabriel reached between us and pinched my clit.
It was too much. Liam’s mouth. Gabriel’s fingers. Blinding pleasure consumed me. I came hard, shaking between the two men like a rag doll.
When I’d finally stopped quivering from the aftershocks, Gabriel made a tsking sound. “You didn’t take your punishment, princess. Now we’ll have to punish you some more.”
I licked my lips, my breath going choppier. I can’t wait.
Liam rocked back on his knees and looked up at me with dazzling green eyes. “Did you like that?”
Gabriel frowned at him. “Of course she liked it. Didn’t you hear her screams?”
I leaned over and kissed Liam tasting my own musky flavor on his lips. “It was amazing.”
My gentle giant beamed up at me. Once again I marveled that this sinfully handsome man had been a virgin until a week ago. There were so many naughty things I wanted to show him. I couldn’t wait to—
“Stand up,” Gabriel ordered, slapping my ass.
Blinking in surprise, I stumbled to my feet.
Liam reached out his hand to steady me.
My thighs shook as I stood at the edge of the bed.
Both Liam and I looked to Gabriel, waiting for him to command us.
Despite me being the Alpha, Gabriel loved to call the shots in the bedroom. Since I found it sexy as hell, I let him. “What did you have in mind?”
The dark-haired male moved to the edge of the bed and motioned down to his erection. “Take me in your mouth.”
I leaned over, breathing in Gabriel’s smoke and leather scent. Then I dipped my head and gave his cock a lick. The salty taste of him made my tongue tingle.
He let out a hiss of breath.
I grinned in feminine satisfaction. I’ll blow his mind. Wrapping one hand around his throbbing shaft, I started to kneel.
“No, spread your legs,” he said, wrapping his fist around my hair. “Liam is going to take you from behind.” He looked over at Liam. “Get behind her.”
Okaaay. This is new. I turned to look at Liam.
The big guy’s eyes blazed with desire. Rising up slightly from his kneeling position, his giant cock brushed against my ass. The smooth head was already wet with precum.
Anal sex with Liam and no lube? Anxiety made my heart pound. I braced my arms around Gabriel’s legs and tensed. I didn’t think I was going to enjoy this.
Gabriel chuckled, reading my mind. “Relax, princess.” He looked over at Liam. “Fix your aim.”
Liam shifted underneath me. His steely hardness pressed against my core.
Much better. Biting my lip, I sank down on him. My breath caught as his massive cock filled me to the brim.
“Is that okay?” Liam asked, holding himself still.
I closed my eyes savoring the sensation. “Oh, yes.” I swiveled my hips, loving the way he filled me so completely.
Gabriel tugged on my hair, drawing my attention back to him. “Make me come, princess.”
“Oh, I will.” Smiling, I took him in my mouth and pleasured him with my lips, tongue, and hand. Lucky for him, my best friend Syd had instructed me in the fine art of giving blow jobs. The trick was in varying the rhythm and, of course, deep throating was always a crowd favorite. Soon I was wringing moan after moan from Gabriel’s lips.
“You’re too good at this,” Gabriel panted, thrusting against my lips.
“She is,” Liam said, giving me a slow pump. “I can’t wait for a repeat.” He telepathically sent me the memory of his first blow job during our foursome in the shower. His excitement pulsed through our bond, making my core spasm.
“Come on, brother. Fuck her like you mean it,” Gabriel chided, his fingers tightening in my hair.
“Like this?” Liam pounded into me deep and fast.
“Ah!” I moaned, feeling the drumbeat of another orgasm building. I sucked harder on Gabriel as Liam moved faster underneath me.
“Fuck!” Gabriel’s entire body stiffened. Then he cried my name and exploded into my mouth.
Once I swallowed every drop of Gabriel’s cum, I pushed away and reared back on Liam’s cock. The muscles in my thighs shook and burned with the effort of keeping myself poised over him.
Liam gripped my hips to keep me in place. Then still inside me, he turned us away from the bed and pushed me down on all fours.
I was barely aware of the rough wood floor digging into my palms and knees. In this position, he was seated so deep inside me it felt as if we were one. I squeezed my inner muscles urging him to move. “Fuck me, Liam. Fuck me, hard.”
Liam made a low sound, something between a growl and a snarl. Then he slammed into me, over and over with such force it drove us across the floor.
It was good. So good. I lowered my hea
d, lifted my ass, and rotated my hips to meet his thrusts. The heat in my belly coiled tighter and tighter.
Liam’s cock swelled inside me. “I’m going to come!”
“Have some fucking self-control, brother. Pinch her clit,” Gabriel called out.
The moment Liam clamped his fingers around my bud, a blast of heat shot through me. I came so violently a scream tore from my throat.
Liam let out an earsplitting roar. His cock jerked and he emptied his hot seed into me.
Completely wrecked, I nearly collapsed on the floor when Liam slid out of my body.
Liam caught me, drew me into his lap, and whispered in my ear, “Thank you, beautiful.”
“No, thank you, big guy,” I panted.
“I didn’t give either of you permission to come,” Gabriel shouted from the bed.
Liam rolled his eyes. “Fuck off, brothe—”
The cabin door swung open and hit the wall with a crack.
A strange woman in snow gear rushed into the cabin and aimed her shotgun directly at us.
3
Gabriel
Threat! “Protect Havana!” I mentally shouted at Liam.
The large male pushed our female down and positioned his body over hers. He looked up at the gun pointed at his head and snarled. “Get the weapon, Gabe!”
I bounded off the bed, flew over Liam and Havana, and tackled the unfamiliar human. The weapon clattered to the floor.
Liam quickly grabbed the gun.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry!” The human shrieked through a black face mask. “I thought someone was being hurt.”
Not trusting the stranger for a second, I frisked her. When I didn’t find any additional weapons, I tore off her goggles and balaclava. She looked to be in her late teens or very early twenties. Glaring into her bright hazel eyes, I said, “You will never pull a weapon on us again.”
The heavy dose of compulsion made the female clutch the sides of her head. Tendrils of curly blond hair escaped her wool hat. “I won’t,” she said in a dazed voice.
“Tell us who you are,” I demanded, keeping one hand firmly wrapped around her throat.