Their mirth dried up instantly. “You know,” she said conversationally as she dipped her finger in and out. “You’re both awfully overdressed for what I want you to do to my body.” Shreds of clothing went flying. “Ooh, that was quick. And lucky me, you’re both ready to go.”
More than ready, bobbing and eager. She knelt up on the bed and held out her arms to Ethan who slid into them, clasping her nude body against his, his hands sliding from her waist to her ass cheeks, squeezing them. Javier slid in behind her and pressing his hard body against her backside. The tip of shaft poked at her buttocks and she couldn’t help tensing.
Javier chuckled and his warm breath feathered her ear. “So jumpy. Don’t worry, sweetheart. We won’t hurt you, but we will make you scream.”
A reply proved impossible as Ethan caught her lips with his and forced her lips apart so he could insert his tongue. She sucked on it, knowing how much he enjoyed it by the low growls she swallowed.
Not to be left out, Javier pushed aside her hair and nipped the sensitive spot on the back of her neck. Caught between their naked bodies, her nerve endings tingling and her cleft trembling with desire, she lost herself in the overload of delicious sensations.
Behind her, Javier fell away and she heard the sound of a drawer opening. Ethan, his mouth still latched to hers, gripped her ass cheeks and spread them. She wondered why until she felt a finger covered in some kind of lotion rubbing at her rosette.
Clenching against intrusion was a natural reaction for her, but it didn’t seem to bother Javier, who worked his finger slowly into her tight ring. His second hand found her clit and he pinched it before rubbing it. Soon, he had her rocking her hips back against the finger penetrating her, his clitoral stimulation easing the way into her backdoor.
The finger in her ass was joined by a second, and she gasped at the tight stretching feel of it. As if sensing her uncertainty, Ethan’s lips left hers and found her taut nipples. He engulfed one, sucking on the erect peak while the finger on her clit rotated faster.
In no time at all, she again found herself pushing back against the dual penetrating digits, the discomfort gone and excitement taking its place.
Ethan’s hands slid up her buttocks to settle around her waist. Lifting her with effortless ease, he held her up over Javier’s groin, just high enough for Javier’s prick to butt up against her ass.
“Ready?” Ethan asked in a soft rumble.
She nodded her head and immediately felt the hard head of Javier’s prick pushing at her ring. She tried not to clench but couldn’t help it. As if sensing her dilemma, Javier’s hands took the place of Ethan’s, holding her up and controlling the slow, excruciatingly slow descent onto his prick.
In front of her, Ethan lay almost flat, his body between Javier’s legs, and thus, her own. He licked his way up her thigh to her cleft, his heated gaze holding hers the entire time. He blew on her sex, torturing her, and at the same time relaxing her which allowed Javier to sink a little further. When Ethan’s lips brushed her clit, her pussy lips trembled as her honey seeped from her. He lapped at her, a wet lick that sent a ripple through her sex, a precursor to the climax to come.
Spreading her lips, his tongue delved into her sex, and the molten pleasure of that touch relaxed her enough to allow Javier to fully seat himself with a grunt.
The sensation was odd, but the more Ethan tongued her, the more she forgot the strangeness and soon found herself squirming instead.
“Ethan,” she heard Javier gasp. “If we’re going to do this together, get inside, because I can’t hold it much longer.”
Now trepidation did clutch her, as Ethan moved to kneel between their legs. Javier’s hands, pulled at her, easing her back, making her very aware of his cock in her ass, and she couldn’t help but stared at Ethan’s huge one approaching her sex.
“Don’t worry, baby,” Ethan murmured. “It’s going to feel good.”
Looking up into his soft brown eyes, she nodded. She knew she could trust him not to hurt her.
The head of his cock poked at her. Already wet and ready, it slid in, and then in further, and holy fuck, it was insane. Tight and so full, her body felt like it would burst, but with pleasure, not pain. Ethan pressed further into her, his heavy body braced above hers while she lay back against Javier’s. Sandwiched and fucked, so gloriously fucked.
With a controlled pace, Ethan thrust into her, back and forth, a seesawing motion that made her moan. He placed his hands on her hips to guide the pace and somehow he managed it so when he thrust in, Javier’s cock did as well, sheathing them both deep inside her. It was freakn’ incredible. She couldn’t have stopped herself from climaxing if she tried.
Rapture took over as her body succumbed to wave after pleasurable wave. And still, they kept fucking her, their dual pumps into her body rolling her mind-shattering orgasm into a second screaming one.
Drifting in a state of boneless bliss, she assumed they came. She couldn’t be sure. She did know she wore a stupid smile on her face and would probably never walk again. But that was okay, she had every confidence that Ethan and Javier would take care of her. Lucky me.
And in the end, they did end up wetting the bed with champagne, but hot damn, it was worth every incredible moment.
Epilogue
Two months later…
Naomi kicked the stove as the flame on the gas burner sputtered then died. Again. Stupid thing would need replacing. Not exactly a surprise given the home they’d bought just down the street from her parents still resided in the seventies. But they’d gotten it for a great deal, and slowly but surely her men were remodeling and modernizing it. The master bedroom and bath were the first to get retrofitted into a decadent haven with the largest bed she’d ever seen and a walk in shower that could accommodate a hell of a lot more than just washing. The kitchen was the next room waiting for a makeover, not that she cared. She tried to do as little food poisoning as possible.
A timer beeped and Naomi, her tummy in knots, peered at the result. Oh shit. Well that would make dinner interesting.
Following the sound of grunting as her mates took on her five brothers in a game of lacrosse out back, she left the kitchen to exit onto her back porch. She paused for a moment to watch her men’s shirtless sweaty bodies as they twisted and ran, taunting her brothers as they passed the ball back and forth down the makeshift field. In a dirty move, Chris tripped Javier just as he lobbed the ball. Heads swiveled to watch the stray ball’s path, and she had a moment to appreciate their “Ooh’” of horror before she held up a frying pan and deflected the shot.
Seconds later brawny arms swept her up, surrounding her in a familiar, musky scent. Ethan’s soft brown eyes peered down into her. “Sorry about that, baby. You okay?”
She rolled her eyes at his misplaced concern. No matter how many times she showed Ethan the tough stuff she was made of, he still persisted in treating her like a delicate princess—and she loved it. “It didn’t even touch me. But if you want to apologize, then feel free to do so later in our bedroom.” She winked as she said it.
His answering grin made her tummy tingle in a way that seemed to increase rather than diminish since they’d joined as mates. Javier came jogging up, looking sheepish.
“Sweetheart, I swear it wasn’t my fault. He made me do it.” Javier pointed a finger at Chris who gestured back rudely.
Everyone laughed. “You can join Ethan in apologizing later on your knees, naked. But the reason I came out was because I thought you’d both want to be the first to know I’m pregnant.”
She didn’t couch it, or temper it any way. Just threw it out there and then smirked as she reaped the results.
“Get her a chair,” Ethan bellowed.
“Do you need some water? Ice cream? Foot rub?” Javier asked.
“I’m pregnant, not on my death bed. But I am hungry, and the stove won’t work.” She held up the frying pan and laughed when she saw her brothers duck and take cover.
“We’ll
fire up the barbecue right away.”
“Anything else, baby?” Ethan asked, nuzzling her cheek.
“Just one more thing, I’ve come to the conclusion, I love you both and—” She hadn’t even finished when Ethan’s lips swooped down over hers in a toe curling kiss.
It took him several moments before he let her up for air to say smugly, “I already knew that.” He didn’t even grunt when she stomped on his foot. “But it’s nice to hear it. I love you, too, baby. So much,” he whispered against her lips before Javier snatched her from him and whirled her around. He stopped a few swings in with a chagrined look.
“Shoot, I forgot about the baby. Are you gonna throw up?”
Naomi laughed. “No.”
“Oh, good.” Javier’s lips planted over hers and made her breathless. “I love you, sweetheart. I think I have since the moment you tackled me in the garage and mauled me.”
“Freak,” she murmured with a smile.
He set her down on her feet and then both her mates planted wet kisses on her cheeks with a promised, “We’re gonna make you say it again later,” before they ran off whooping, “We’re gonna be daddies and she loves us!”
Shaking her head at their boasting glee, she also grinned. She might not always manage to act like a lady, and she sometimes dished out as much violence as she condemned, but there sure was something to be said for being a delicate freakn’ flower to a pair of big—sometimes nerdy—jocks. Just wait until I tell them it’s twins, she thought with a snicker.
The End
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The Alpha’s Mate
(Werewolf Romance, Erotica)
Michelle Fox
Blurb
Sequel to the bestselling Bring Her Wolf....
Little known fact about being a werewolf: There are always wolves at your door and some of them are up to no good.
Chloe Weiss’ dreams have finally come true: She's a null no more, her wolf has finally come. She's now a full member of her pack in the remote Appalachian ‘were town’ of Hunstville. Even better, she's mated to the pack's next alpha, Jackson Swift. However, now that she's on the other side of her happy ending, things aren't quite as rosy as she'd expected.
The women of her pack resent her status as alpha's mate and suddenly there are rumors that Chloe is an Omega, a werewolf so weak they are banned from ever mating. Worse, an old friend of Jackson's blows into town full of disapproval....and competition. It seems no one likes Chloe except Jackson.
Then women start disappearing, violently kidnapped from their homes and never heard from again. There's a killer on the loose in the small town of Huntsville, and the one wolf he'd do anything to have is Chloe.
Now Chloe will have to fight...for Jackson, her place in the pack, and her life.
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Chapter One
“I think my wolf hates me.” I rolled over in bed and snuggled up against Jackson with a pout. It had been two weeks since he brought my wolf and claimed me as his mate. My life should be perfect. I had everything I ever wanted; a place in the pack and my very own ‘tall, dark and handsome’ man to warm my bed, but things weren’t seamless.
I felt itchy in my new skin, as if it wasn’t the right size. From the way some of the other wolves treated me, it seemed they felt the same. I hadn’t fit in when everyone thought I was a null and now I didn’t fit in as a wolf.
Jackson wrapped a strong arm around me and gave me a reassuring squeeze. “It just takes some time, Clo. Changing is awkward at first.”
“She looks at me like I’m offending her.” I frowned. She was doing it right now, in fact. Whenever I blinked, her haughty expression flashed against the backs of my eyelids. “How does your wolf look at you?”
He cocked his head and thought for a moment. “He just looks at me.”
“That’s it?” I sighed and rolled away. Jackson oozed sex like a pagan god and he looked the part too, with his sculpted muscles, dark molten chocolate eyes, and black, wavy hair. However, it sometimes seemed he didn’t think overmuch about anything but sex. Not that I was complaining. He was a fantastic lover, but I would’ve appreciated a little introspection just then. Maybe all the hot steamy sex we had was messing with the blood supply to his brain.
Punching my pillow, I attempted to settle in for the night. Sleep eluded me more often than not these days. Every time I closed my eyes, there was my wolf, her gleaming yellow gaze boring into my brain. She seemed to be expecting or wanting something, but I had no idea what.
“I know a way to guarantee sweet dreams.” Jackson’s hand spun little circles on my shoulder as his other hand inched the covers off me. I shivered, both from his touch and the cool air. We’d started our relationship in the fall when the sun was still strong enough to blunt the chill. Now, on the cusp of winter, the air nipped at my skin.
“Oh really?” I arched an eyebrow and resisted the urge to pull the covers back over me. Jackson was warmer anyway. Not to mention he provided orgasms.
“Yep.” He straddled my hips and leaned down to nuzzle the nape of my neck.
“Let me guess.” I put a finger to my lips and pretended to think very hard. “Is it sex?”
His deep chuckle seemed to rumble through my body as well as his. “Yep.” Jackson gently kissed my neck working his way to the hollow of my throat.
“Again?” I gave a soft gasp as his lips roamed my sensitive flesh. We went at it so often I wondered if we were really rabbits. The sensual pull between us was magnetic. We almost couldn’t help ourselves.
“And again,” he murmured in a baritone so deep, it vibrated through my neck. “I can’t get enough of you Chloe. Not since the day I first saw you.”
I laughed. I couldn’t help it. “That’s why you slept with every other bitch in the pack, right?”
He sighed, but knew I wasn’t truly angry. Before we’d clarified things between us, he’d tried to find someone else to claims as his. Cal, our alpha, had put a lot of pressure on Jackson to mate and cement his relationship with the pack. Jackson wasn’t just new to the Huntsville pack, Cal planned for my alpha lover to take his place when the time came, which meant he needed a mate.
As a result, he’d told Jackson to avoid me because I was a null--I would never be a true wolf let alone an alpha’s mate. So, trying to find a match, Jackson slept with every bitch who’d shown interest. Sometimes two different ones on the same night. By the time he brought my wolf and claimed me, he’d slept with almost every eligible female in the pack.
We’d fought about his many flings at first, but I no longer carried any bitterness. Jackson was mine. I was his. There was no going back. That didn’t mean, though, that I wouldn’t give him shit about it.
The only problem? He gave me shit right back.
He paused, just on the threshold of entering me and stared into my eyes. “Mine,” he growled.
I nodded and arched my pelvis, reaching for him. “Yours.” I’d been uncertain when he first claimed me and sometimes st
ill struggled with the idea of being half of an instant power couple. Back when I couldn’t change, I’d been a zero and no one paid much attention to me. Mating with Jackson would someday make me the alpha female of the pack. When I was alone with Jackson we fit perfectly, but, outside our bedroom, we barely knew each other.
Jackson slammed into me, bringing my focus to heel. I watched his face above me. He had the strong, sculpted features of a movie star and I never tired of looking at him. He watched me too, his hands still around my wrists pinning me tight. I twisted in his grip wanting to touch him, but he didn’t budge. While I was stronger than ever since the change, I still couldn’t top an alpha like Jackson.
“Let me go,” I panted.
“I like you this way.” He smiled and dipped his head to suck my nipple. “You’re mine to fuck senseless.”
“Oh God,” I hissed arching up toward his mouth.
He laughed, a strong rumble that vibrated through his mouth to my nipple. I whimpered when he began swirling his tongue over and over the taut nub of my breast. His cock continued to plunge my slick depths and my nipples grew tighter and tighter, feeding the aching pleasure at my core.
“I’m going to come,” I said.
“Yes, do it. Come for me, she-wolf.” He thrust into me even harder and that sent me over the edge. The orgasm shook me like a seizure. I couldn’t talk or think, let alone breathe. A series of big and small explosions detonated in my nervous system, and, if Jackson hadn’t been there to physically hold me together, I would’ve blown apart. I was sure of it.
When I could function again, Jackson remained hard inside me. I knew what that meant. He was holding back because he wasn’t done with me yet. The man had exquisite control and loved to coax multiple orgasms from me.
“I love watching you come,” he said.
“You love making me come,” I corrected.
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