by Kristina Lee
“Push back gently,” he crooned before sweeping his tongue in her mouth for a sensual dance. His hands—and Zane’s—closed over her hips to push her back as Zane slowly sunk deeper. By the time he buried his full length inside her, every inch of her screamed from the tightness.
Then they moved.
Selena struggled to find enough air to breathe in past the overwhelming pleasure seizing her every muscle. Zane leaned forward to rest his hands on the bed, teeth raking along the sensitive skin of her neck. Cory kept his hands on her hips, maneuvering her in a slow rhythm back and forth between the two men.
Sandwiched by raw masculinity, she could only follow the lead provided, drugged from this new poison.
“It feels…” she gasped as Zane flexed his hips to move faster, both men tight inside her together.
Cory groaned beneath her, his hazel eyes shining bright with feral hunger. “Unbelievably tight now,” his thoughts mimicking her own.
She blushed as he ran his tongue along the spreading heat, nibbling a wet path to the lump in her throat. Her body started to spasm, the first stirrings of a powerful orgasm spiking into the remaining pieces of her last.
“You’re perfect, little one,” Cory crooned.
Every inch of her skin became sensitized from his words, his soft touch. Zane moved behind her, her breasts slapping against Cory’s chest with each thrust of his massive cock. Tears stung the corners of her eyes. The fulfillment rocketing through her shattered body too outrageous to hold back.
She was vaguely aware of Zane’s hand trailing down her back between their bodies. She felt him cup Cory’s tightened balls, heard the hiss escape Cory’s parted lips as he pumped faster beneath her, his face tense with need.
Zane’s ragged breath reached her ear.
“Mine!” he growled.
The bite was fierce and hard and Selena cried out before collapsing on Cory’s chest. Her entire body spasmed as wave after wave of bliss crashed through her. Cory growled as he followed her swiftly over the edge into oblivion.
Her body continued to react to the stretching, continued to quake atop Cory’s in delight as Zane pounded mercilessly now. Gently, Cory pushed at her shoulders until she held herself on all fours, Zane cocooned over her back like the pelt of a mighty animal.
The loss of one partner inside her left her trembling, her mind focusing solely now on Zane’s pleasure.
The Alpha. The most dominant male among them.
One of his hands reached for her nipples. Tugged.
Selena cried out. “Now, Zane.” She moaned thinking how little her mate was ever challenged by anyone. “Finish now,” she commanded.
Her powerful mate came on a roar, his seed hot in the tight—super-sensitized—channel of her ass. If not for his hands around her chest, she would have collapsed against Cory, spent.
As it were, Cory lifted himself to take her in his comforting embrace when Zane pulled himself out. Every limb in her body felt as firm as jello.
Then they began to pet.
She melted into the searing heat of Cory’s chest as they each took turns running firm hands down her body from head to toe. Their touch branded her—marked her further as belonging to these two sexual creatures. She was far beyond the point of no return where these men were concerned.
It had to be both of them now.
“Sleep,” Zane’s warm whisper rippled across the tender flesh on her neck. And she found in the presence of her Alpha, she could easily do just that.
* * * *
“What do you suggest we do now?”
Zane watched from the couch while Cory paced furiously in front of him, the news of Aden gone missing impacting him like he suspected. “We do what we always do. Hunt.”
When Cory came to an abrupt stop, he ran his eyes over the length of his partner’s naked body, enjoying the tell-tale twitch when his gaze slid over his slightly erect cock.
“You’re not seriously thinking about leaving Selena here alone?” Cory shoved his fingers through his hair and turned away, his fists connecting with the nearest wall.
Zane fought to remain seated, struggled not to wrap his lover in his arms and soothe his anger and grief from him. Demand him to let it go, for fucks sake.
“Let me hunt Aden alone. Stay with Selena.”
The worry in Cory’s hollow eyes clawed his insides. Why was it he was willing to fight and possibly die to protect Selena and him but would rather live in this state of hell than to simply be with them?
He rose from the couch in one furious stretch, reaching Cory in two strides. “Like hell. We’ve always hunted as a team, Cory. I’m not letting you put your neck on the line without me.”
Grabbing his lover’s wrist, Zane tugged Cory to him, wrapping his arms behind his waist and holding him close. He loved Cory with everything in him, wouldn’t have his fellow hunter fighting his battles alone. It was his job as Alpha to protect his Pack, protect his mate, and protect his lover.
Cory shoved away on a growl.
The calm after this morning’s storm between the two of them came to an abrupt end.
“Dammit, Zane. You can’t keep protecting us both. And I’m not the one who needs your help should a rogue strike. He’ll go for the heart of you. Your mate. You know this.”
They both took a quick glance at the cracked bedroom door where they’d left Selena sleeping. The second she’d fallen asleep—purring from the sensual strokes—Cory had risen from the bed, as if fearful of forming an attachment from remaining too long. Zane refused to let him slip so easily from his emotions. It was time he took ownership. “Stop pushing me away, Cory.”
Cory strode to the far side of the room, shaking open his jeans before stepping into them. His gaze, when he finally returned Zane’s, was razor sharp, as violent as his tongue. “Then get your head out of your ass and realize what an idiot you’re being.”
Boxing him in again as he stepped closer, Zane’s wolf wanted to slash at being prodded. He ignored the impulse and ran his fingers through Cory’s thick hair. The other wolf stilled and leaned toward him. A silent apology in his own way. Zane lowered his voice.
“Insulting me won’t change anything. Besides, Selena needs to go back to work tonight. As much as I’d personally like to oversee the crew that will shadow her there, I’m better fit to lead in the field. Hunting a rogue will take my mind off of worrying.”
Zane refused to sit on his hands and wait while Aden slipped further from their grasp. Time was not their friend. The information Jesse uncovered this afternoon was grim at best. Whether or not the rogue intended to divide the Pack in hopes of overthrowing Zane or for the desire simply to cause chaos, it was a mute point now. As far as Zane and the hunters were concerned, the tapes linking him as an accomplice in two of the hospital murders sealed his fate.
Cory’s hands on his chest pulled him from his dark thoughts as he brought his lips to his lovers, enjoying the hard slide of their firm mouths, the slick moisture of his tongue. No matter how strong his love for Selena grew, he would never sacrifice Cory, never willingly let their passion go unanswered. Their love ran too deep.
Cory turned his head to break the dizzying kiss, his breath a hot sting on his skin. “Fine. In the meantime I’m going to do some preliminary scouting, talk to family, etc.”
As he stepped away, Zane caught his hand, giving a firm squeeze. “Everything will be fine, Cory. I promise.”
Words he wished like hell hadn’t needed to be spoken to Cory, one who trusted him without fail. He knew Cory still teetered on wanting to run away from this new beast, sprint as fast as he could away from the love the three of them were beginning to share. But everything was intertwined now. Their lives, their love, and soon the mating bond.
“Says the man who’s drunk from finding his mate.”
Zane growled low, having run out of patience for being pushed by the other male. “Cory,” he warned, his skin heating with his rising anger.
Cory shook his head an
d ignored Zane’s narrowed gaze, one of the few wolves who could without consequence. “I know what it feels like to lose that happiness, that endless sunshine, Zane. Don’t prevent me from doing all I can to make sure yours never dies like Linnea’s did.”
The soft feminine gasp had both their heads turning to the bedroom door which now stood ajar, Selena’s petite frame covered in one of his t-shirts. Despite the vestiges of sleep that still clung to her gentle features, her eyes widened with shock as she rushed into the room and straight to Cory’s side. His wolf pawed with pride over the little healer at work.
Cory stiffened as she placed a gentle hand over his heart, but he sat back wondering if his mate could offer Cory what he’d never been able to. Sufficient reassurance.
Her scent wafted around them in the room. A soft, sweet hint of who his woman really was. Who their woman was. Fresh spring mornings and lazy afternoons basking in the sun.
Cory’s growl had him on his feet and by her side a second later.
“Do not pity me.” His words a violent verbal slap Selena recoiled from. His gaze momentarily found Zane’s. “Either of you.”
In a rush of unnatural speed, he shoved away from Selena’s outstretched fingers, leaving both of them to stand and watch as he bolted from the room, slamming the door behind him.
Chapter Ten
The darkness would be oppressive if not for the men she sat between. The drive from Zane’s house to the hospital was almost an hour, three quarters of which they spent in silence. The tension between Zane and Cory still radiated like a violent charge in the warm air of the truck cab. She held a hand with each of them but otherwise they were all lost in their own thoughts, the mood clearly as dark as the moonless night they traveled in.
The closer they drew to the city, the worse her nerves tightened with anxiety. Zane was dropping her at the hospital entrance and picking her up there but still she couldn’t shake the eerie memories of last night’s attack—the feral eyes of the wolf that tried killing her, the haunting howl when she thought she’d die.
Both men squeezed her hands together in sync, drawing her focus off her own personal nightmare.
“You’ll be perfectly safe at work, little healer.”
Zane’s smooth voice reassured her on an elemental level and she believed him instinctively. Everything would be fine, she told herself. Despite the bizarre series of events that transpired in the past day, she’d found the love of not one but two incredibly strong, protective men. Their love wrapped her in a cocoon of sorts, dampening most of her worry. The team of hunters that would be watching the hospital tonight took care of some of the rest.
“But will you two be safe too?”
“We’ve hunted together many times, Selena. This isn’t anything we can’t handle.”
Only she felt the tension ride up Zane’s arm, knew he was worried about something tonight too. Something beside her. Before she could speak her concerns out loud, Cory’s hand slipped past the elastic waistband of her hospital scrubs and panties to draw circles around her clit. She gasped.
“So many easy opportunities for Zane and I to take your mind off things.”
Too shocked to respond, she dropped her head back on the seat, writhing when Zane slid his hand through her curls and together they each pushed a finger deep inside her. She bucked when their thumbs pressed against her clit, rubbing alternating patterns not quite in tune.
“That’s more like it.” Cory’s seductive whisper grated across the exposed skin of her neck as he leaned close, pulling his hand away from her moist sex to push up beneath her sweatshirt and tug on her aching nipples.
Selena whimpered as Zane added a second finger, thrusting them inside her no less demanding than if it were the powerful movements of his cock. For a moment she marveled he could keep the truck on the narrow road but when Cory licked the tender mark at the nape of her neck, she melted to the seat, all thought lost.
Gone were the chills of the night air as her body greedily drank in everything they offered. An insidious heat spread from her belly outward, scorching every inch of her skin as it consumed her. Cory continued to toy with her beaded nipples, pinching them through the fabric of her bra and making her cry out.
His kisses were like fire as he grazed over her cheek, her chin and neck. Resting her head on Zane’s shoulder, she dug her nails into his thigh, the pleasure tightening every muscle inside her.
“Bite her,” Zane growled.
Cory stiffened beside her, his hands gripping her waist as his breaths came out ragged against her cheek. As if sensing the torture his withdrawal caused, Zane pumped his fingers deeper inside her, his thumb teasing the swollen nub of her clit with precision.
She opened her eyes to watch Cory, saw the deep, old wounds he couldn’t hide. “It’s alright,” she panted. “You don’t have to.”
Zane growled beside her, his fingers curling wickedly to hit her most sensitive spot, a form of punishment for her speaking against him. “Bite her, dammit. Make her ours.”
They entered the edge of town, the streetlights flickering into the cab of the truck to illuminate the pinched worry on Cory’s angled face. She didn’t need to know about the losses of his past, didn’t need to experience his hesitation to want to comfort him. Raising a trembling hand, she cupped his cheek, lifting off Zane’s shoulder to feather her lips over his.
His mouth was firm, his lips unmoving but she teased her tongue across his teeth and stroked his hair with her fingers until he relented, softening just a bit. When his nails scratched at her waist, his grip almost too tight to breathe, she whispered “I want this, Cory. I want to love you both.”
He shook against her whether from restraint or need she couldn’t tell. Zane’s fingers worked faster inside her and she rocked her hips too close to the edge to hold it back any longer. With amazing agility Cory leaned over her, one hand tilting her head to the side, baring the unmarked side of her neck.
He tongued the heated flesh, kissing and sucking the smooth expanse of skin until she was crying with need. “Please!”
“Forever, little one.” His sharp teeth pierced the skin of her neck the same moment the first shattering waves of her orgasm rolled through her. Her cries echoed through the small truck cab as Cory pinched the tender area harder with his teeth before sucking the aching flesh into his mouth and flicking it with the tip of his tongue. Zane pulled his hand from her, the aftershocks of her climax still rocking her back and forth. He lifted his hand to gently ease Cory’s mouth from her trembling body.
She found herself tucked into Cory’s powerful arms, his ragged breath against her neck the only sound audible. The truck jerked to a stop in the empty back parking lot of the hospital and Zane wrapped both his arms around her, pulling her from one lover’s embrace onto his lap. Cory watched with hooded eyes as Zane stroked every inch of covered skin, branding her with his own possessive heat, helping her unwind after the intense earth-shaking bliss.
“Promise me you’ll wait inside the hospital tonight until one of us comes in for you.”
Selena nodded, leaning her head on Zane’s solid chest and letting out a sigh of contentment. The love these two strong men doled out pushed away her worries, her fears of being abandoned to live alone once again. She wouldn’t jeopardize that by risking another attack, certainly not when Cory and Zane hadn’t given her many details about how much danger she was still in.
“You have our cell numbers if you need anything.”
Tilting her chin up to his face, she smiled into Zane’s rough kiss. Wrapping her hands around his neck, she teased him with her tongue, silently promising to return the pleasurable bliss later. “Stay safe.”
Cory popped open the truck door and slid out. Selena slipped off Zane’s lap and followed his lead, finding herself pressed against the open door as Cory boxed her in, his mouth capturing hers in a gentle, slow dance. These men were night and day, truly two opposite halves to the whole. And she wouldn’t have it any other way.
His wickedly charming grin brought a smile to her lips as he walked her the few short steps to the employee secured entrance, but it didn’t take long for her mind to return to the activities her two lovers intended to partake in tonight.
“See you in a few hours, little one.” Cory wrapped his arms around her, taking her key card and swiping it through the security box.
“Promise?”
He pulled open the heavy glass door and she lingered against his solid frame, soaking in his endless warmth and memorizing the beat of his fierce heart. Finally, he eased her inside.
“Promise.”
* * * *
“Sometimes you can be real jackass, Zane.”
Cory kept his gaze on the deserted streets and his nose tilted toward the cracked window of the truck but he still picked up his Alpha’s tension with ease.
“You were going nearly feral for a taste of her, love. All I did was prod you to take what you wanted.”
Cory laughed, the cynical chuckle echoing between them in the truck cab. “What I wanted was for you to mate Selena and save the Pack. What I wanted was to walk away with a little dignity so you could give her what she needs.”
Zane’s hand smoothed over Cory’s denim clad thigh and rested over his knee. The warmth of his touch did little to soothe his anger, especially when he knew the stubborn Alpha had never intended to let him walk away. It was the sole reason for going along with his plan in the first place. Zane wouldn’t have found her otherwise. And her soothing presence in the Pack had immediate benefits.
“She needs us both.”
His words were meant to be reassuring but instead they unlocked a pit of nightmares and despair hidden deep within him. Hadn’t he believed Linnea could love them both ten years ago too? Her death would forever stain his hands, his love for Zane severing the mating bond back then and eventually resulting in her suicide.