Dual Embrace: 3 (Shadowpeak Wolves)

by Lorna Jean Roberts

  “I know that.” She swore she felt her heart cracking. They were right. Normally, she’d drown her feelings in alcohol or sex. Dealing with her emotions wasn’t something she was used to.

  “I cried in your arms, what more do you need?”

  “We need to love you.” Leaning down, Cain kissed her. “Let us love you.”

  Brynn turned her back to face him and Cain moved his hands to her breasts, rubbing his thumbs over her nipples oh so lightly. This was going to be so much more intense than a fucking would have been.

  “And much more enjoyable,” Cain murmured and she realized that she’d spoken aloud.

  Dusty leaned her head back against Cain’s chest, letting him worry about supporting her as Brynn drifted down her body, kissing and licking. Cain pushed her left breast up, offering it to Brynn, who swooped on it like a man starved.

  He circled the engorged nipple with his tongue until Dusty was whimpering, her hips thrusting back and forth as tendrils of delight unfurled in her belly, tangling around her clit to torture her endlessly.

  Cain bent and lifted her with a thick arm beneath each of her thighs, her back against his chest. He pulled his arms apart, widening her, opening her as Brynn looked on.

  “Beautiful,” Brynn breathed, kneeling. The tip of his tongue flicked at her engorged clit. Dusty held on to Cain’s forearms.

  Brynn pulled her nether lips apart as his tongue delved deep into her sheath, teasing and tickling.

  With long, slow licks of her folds, he drove her wild. Moving at a pace that never sped up, he took his time, driving her higher bit by bit until orgasm was within her grasp.

  He rubbed her nipples with his talented fingers.

  “Please, someone take me. Please, I need to come!”

  “Shh, shh,” Cain soothed her as she cried out.

  Brynn drew back. Cain let her legs drop then, turning her, kissed her gently, lovingly. Dusty melted into his touch, letting his strength surround her.

  “Lie back on the couch, baby, let us look at you.”

  Dusty moved to the couch, lying on her back. Her two men stood shoulder to shoulder, gazing down at her with heat in their eyes.

  “So beautiful,” Brynn breathed.

  Cain just nodded. “Part your legs, baby. I can’t wait much longer.”

  Dusty did as he’d ordered as he picked up his jeans and reached into the pocket to pull out a condom.

  “Let me,” Brynn offered, holding out his hand. Cain’s face darkened as he handed over the foil packet. Brynn tore at the packet before kneeling and taking Cain’s cock in his mouth. Dusty’s arousal grew.

  “The two of you are so hot,” she told them breathlessly. Brynn pulled back and slowly covered Cain’s shaft with the condom.

  “Damn, you’re trying my control,” Cain said in a pained voice.

  Brynn stood and Cain pulled him in for a kiss. Dusty rubbed her legs together, moaning softly.

  Both men turned to her.

  “Legs apart,” Cain ordered.

  Brynn approached, crouching beside her as Cain settled himself between her parted thighs. As Brynn’s mouth descended on her nipple, Cain nudged her entrance with his thick erection, pushing his way into her welcoming passage.

  Brynn gazed on with hunger as Cain thrust inside Dusty. His cock twitched almost violently. He was incredibly close to coming just from watching them.

  As though she could read his mind, Dusty reached down with a hand and grasped his firm dick, squeezing. A red haze filled his mind. He almost gave in and let her have her way.

  Instead he drew on his control and pulled back, shaking his head as she pouted.

  “Naughty girl.”

  “Punish me?” Her words came out as a gasp as Cain upped his pace.

  “No, no punishing,” Brynn replied.

  Brynn pushed his fingers between their slick bodies to tap her clit. He could hear how close she was. Breathy little moans passed her lips before she arched up and a long, low wail escaped her lips. Brynn kept fingering her, wanting to drive her up again as Cain drove into her. Each time Cain moved, his cock brushed against Brynn’s hand.

  Delicious.

  “No, no, no,” she cried until Brynn covered her mouth with his, flicking at her engorged little nub until she shuddered with orgasm again, this time bringing Cain over with her.

  Breathing deeply, Cain rolled. Luckily the couch was large enough to take two of them. Together they comforted her with sweet kisses, gentle touches as she sobbed, her body trembling with aftershocks.

  Eventually Dusty turned to Brynn, looking at him through slumberous eyes.

  “Can I touch you now?” she asked as Cain brushed his hand through her hair. Brynn shook his head.

  “I don’t want to take any energy from you.” It had taken everything he had not to drink down the energy they’d produced. If he made love to her now, he couldn’t trust his control.

  Her eyes darkened. “You need it more than me.”

  Brynn studied her tired face and shook his head. Everything that had happened lately was starting to take its toll and he wouldn’t risk hurting her, making her sick, not for the world.

  “No, Dusty.” He kept his voice firm, surprised when she laughed.

  “How the hell did I end up with two bossy men?”

  “You love it.”

  She grabbed his erection again. “You can’t sleep like this.”

  “I’m like this constantly around you, my own. I’m used to it.”

  Cain chuckled.

  She squeezed harder and Brynn groaned. Her thumb smeared pre-cum over his head and he was a goner.

  “Dusty.”

  “Shh, you know you want it.” She drew forth his orgasm with each movement of her hand against his shaft. Release shook him, burning in his lower back before pumping out his dick in huge bursts.

  “Beautiful.”

  Brynn opened his eyes to find Dusty smiling dreamily. Her hand cupped his chin, dragging him down for a kiss.

  “I love you both so much,” she said. “Thank you for putting up with me, warts and all.”

  Brynn kissed her lips softly as Cain nuzzled the side of her face.

  “Everything will work out. Happily ever after, remember?”

  She nodded. “Happily ever after.”

  *

  “We’ll be there soon. Bye.”

  Dusty and Brynn looked at Cain as he hung up the phone. He turned to them, his face tired. They were all exhausted. It had been four days since Brynn had rescued Hanna and it felt as though they’d barely had any sleep.

  “That was Laney. Hanna’s remembered something. We need to get to headquarters.”

  Dusty immediately climbed from the bed and grabbed some clothes.

  “Does she know who took her?”

  “She doesn’t know who they are, but she caught a glimpse of one of their faces. They thought she was out cold. Turns out she’s an artist. Apparently the picture she drew was remarkable.”

  “And?” Dusty prodded.

  “And he was one of Leonard Paterson’s enforcers.”

  Leonard. She took a sharp breath. Jesus. The Alpha of the Silverton pack was trying to kill Laney? He’d been Zachary’s friend and they had suspected him of being involved with Justin’s attack on Laney, but in the end they’d found no proof. He was shifty and untrustworthy but she hadn’t thought him capable of this.

  Ten minutes later, Dusty was still trying to recover from her shock as she took a seat on the sofa at headquarters. Cooper stood in front of the empty fireplace, fury tangible in every hard line of his body.

  All the enforcers were present except Marcus. Cooper had decided to keep Hanna away from the pack for now.

  She wondered how the poor thing was getting on with Marcus. He was deadly. And blunt. He didn’t suffer fools and he didn’t believe in social niceties. Poor Hanna. Being holed up with him for days on end couldn’t be much fun.

  Laney sat beside Dusty, looking pale and tense. Laney grabbed h
er hand.

  “You feeling okay?” Dusty asked, worried.

  Laney nodded. “Just morning sickness.” She laughed but it wasn’t humorous. “Well, all day sickness. I’m tired. I’ll be fine. I can’t believe that Leonard is behind all this. Cooper wants to confront him, to challenge him.”

  “He needs to die.” This came from Cain.

  Before Dusty could comment, Rye called for quiet.

  “If you haven’t heard by now, Hanna has regained some of her memory. She drew this picture of one of her kidnappers.” He held up a sketched drawing.

  “This is Rod Daily, one of the Silverton pack’s enforcers. We’re going to act quickly. Tonight. We’re going to the Silverton pack’s estate to confront Leonard.”

  “Why does Leonard want me dead?” Laney asked. “I just don’t understand it.”

  “I always wondered if Paterson had something to do with Justin trying to kill you,” Cooper said.

  “But the attacks have all been aimed at Laney, if Leonard wanted to take over the pack, why wouldn’t he try to kill you as well?” Dusty asked Cooper.

  “I suppose he thought I’d be easier to kill with Laney gone,” Cooper said slowly.

  Laney shook her head. “But even with me dead, you’d all support Cooper, help him.”

  “Leonard probably doesn’t understand that sort of loyalty,” Cain said. “From the rumors I’ve heard, he rules like Zachary did. Through fear and intimidation. He probably figures we’d betray Cooper if it suited us.”

  “I guess.” Laney still didn’t look convinced.

  Cooper took a breath and stood. “Whatever his reasons, we end this tonight.”

  *

  Dusty stood on the lip of the dirt road. Trees were spread thickly down the hillside leading to the Silverton pack estate. Laney stood beside her, binoculars held to her eyes as she stared down at the large mansion that housed many of the Silverton pack. Leonard loved to keep his pack close, the better to stroke his ego.

  Both of them had receivers in their ears so they could hear what was going on below. Dusty itched to be in the thick of things, but knew she’d be a distraction, more hindrance than help. So she and Laney were stuck far away from the action, out of danger.

  They were lucky not to have been left at the estate. It had been a close thing. Finally, after they had promised to stay well back, Cooper had grudgingly agreed to let them come.

  “They’re getting ready to storm the place,” Laney said quietly from behind her. “It’s not surprising that Leonard would refuse to meet with Cooper one-on-one. Only a coward would conduct himself the way he has.”

  Dusty nodded in agreement. Cooper had given the other Alpha the chance to avoid mass bloodshed, challenging him. But Leonard had refused. Now the Shadowpeak pack was getting ready to storm the place.

  Lord, she wished she was with them.

  Laney stiffened suddenly.

  “Dusty?”

  “Hmm?”

  “Did you hear something?”

  Dusty stilled, listening. “Probably Liam.”

  Liam had stayed behind to guard them and to get them away in case things went terribly wrong. She switched her radio to Liam’s frequency.

  “Liam?” she asked. Static was her only response.

  She glanced quickly at Laney, adrenaline rushing through her body. “We need to get out of here, now.”

  Laney turned and, grabbing hold of Dusty, dived for the ground. A bullet slammed into the tree trunk above them, where Laney’s head had been.

  “Move,” Dusty ordered. “Get down the hill to the others.”

  “Dusty—” Laney protested.

  “I’m behind you. Go.”

  Dusty slithered and slid her way down the hill behind Laney. Something crashed behind them. Whoever was there didn’t care about subtlety.

  Dusty longed to stand, to fight. Running felt like such a coward’s way out. Yet she had no defense against a gun.

  “Freeze, both of you.” A gun clicked and Dusty stilled in shock. Looking over her shoulder she saw Jesse’s mate Samantha step out from behind a tree. Samantha smiled coldly.

  “Samantha?” Laney asked. “What are you doing?”

  “Killing you. Once you’re dead, Cooper will falter and Leonard will have him.”

  “Jesse told you about our plan to catch Edwards?” Pain pierced her.

  Brynn, now would be the time to get here.

  “Jesse tells me everything. He had no idea how valuable that information was.”

  “Why would you do that? Betray the pack?” Laney asked. “Did you kill Tina?”

  There was a fanatical glint to the other woman’s eyes. “Yes, Edwards had to die and Tina was in the way. The only way to get to Edwards was to go through her. As to why I’m doing this, well, it’s for power, of course. I should be the head bitch, not you. And as soon as Leonard disposes of Cooper it will lead the way for Jesse to become Alpha.”

  “Jesse’s in on this.” Dusty’s betrayal ran deep.

  Samantha aimed the gun at her. “No, he’s too loyal. But if he doesn’t fall in with the plan there are others who would be willing.”

  Dusty’s blood grew cold.

  “Why haven’t you come after me before now?” Laney asked.

  Samantha’s face grew cold. “I have tried. But you’ve always got someone with you. Or you were somewhere it was too easy to get caught. Tina, the stupid bitch, fell for my innocent act when I came to the cabin. I told her I’d come to give her some dinner then I pretended to trip and fall. I called out to her, she opened the door and I shot her. Besides, Leonard was supposed to take care of you. I was supposed to be a spy only.

  “Leonard hates you, you know. He loved Justin like a son. Even though you didn’t strike the killing blow, he blames you for this death. But I’m tired of waiting for him to strike. Now hold very still. My aim isn’t perfect and I wouldn’t want you to suffer.”

  Dusty rolled over Laney, covering her. She tensed, waiting for a bullet to end her life but there was a small crack then nothing. Dusty looked back to find Brynn standing over Samantha’s lifeless body, his gaze deadly.

  “Broke her neck?” Dusty asked as she lifted herself off Laney.

  He nodded then leaped over and, picking her up, held her close.

  “I’m fine,” she whispered as Laney stood beside them, shaking. “Laney?” she asked.

  Laney nodded, her hands rubbing her belly. “I’m okay. I can’t believe the traitor was Samantha. She killed Tina. How could she?”

  Laney was trembling violently and Dusty wiggled free from Brynn’s hold. She winced at the pain in her thigh—she hadn’t done it any favors tonight. Dusty placed her arm around Laney’s shoulders.

  “You know, I always thought she was a real bitch. I didn’t realize she wanted to be the bitch.”

  Laney let out a soft snort of laughter.

  “Shouldn’t you get back?” Dusty asked Brynn in concern.

  He shook his head. “It’s pretty much over. Leonard’s pack weren’t very loyal to him. Most stood down quickly and those that didn’t, well,” he shrugged, “we no longer need to worry about them.”

  “Are there any casualties on our side?” Laney asked, rubbing her hands down her arms. She looked far too pale.

  “Some injuries, but no deaths on our side.”

  “You feeling okay?” Dusty asked her.

  Laney shook her head. Turning away, she vomited. Dusty rubbed her back, holding back her hair. She felt awkward. She wasn’t used to the role of comforter.

  “Cooper’s coming now,” Brynn said.

  Laney stood and wiped her hand over her mouth. “You saved my life, both of you.” She smiled and gave Brynn a hug. His eyes widened as he gazed at Dusty in shock. Dusty bit her lip to hide her smile.

  Two wolves burst through the trees, heading straight toward Laney and Dusty. One pushed up against Laney, who leaned down and hugged the large beast. The darker of the two brushed against Dusty. She ran her hand down Cai
n’s fur as he whined and nudged her.

  “I’m okay. I’m all right,” she reassured him. Eventually, he calmed and moved behind some trees to change. Cooper did the same.

  “I’ll go get them some clothes.” Brynn winked then disappeared.

  Cain walked out, stark naked, demanding answers. Cooper stood over Samantha’s dead body, holding Laney against him as she buried her face in his chest. When Brynn reappeared, they dressed silently. Dusty and Laney explained what had happened.

  “Jesus, this will kill Jesse,” Cain said.

  “I owe you a huge debt, Brynn,” Cooper said. He held Laney tighter, his face pale.

  Brynn grinned. “I’m a friend of the pack, remember. You’re not in my debt.”

  Cooper nodded. “Thank you.”

  “Liam,” Dusty gasped. “We couldn’t get hold of him.”

  “I’ll find him,” Brynn promised.

  Cooper clasped Laney’s cheeks. “I have to stay here, tidy things up. Leonard and three of his enforcers are dead. Cain will take you both home. I want you to rest, promise me?”

  Laney nodded. Cooper peered over her head at Dusty and Cain and they both nodded. They’d make sure the petite, pregnant werewolf was looked after.

  *

  “I can’t believe Leonard’s pack turned on him,” Dusty said as Cain filled the bath later on that night. They’d sat with Laney until Cooper had returned. He’d left Rye and Jay, along with some other Shadowpeak wolves at the Silverton pack estate to tidy up. Brynn had found Liam. He’d been shot but he was alive.

  “Poor Jesse,” Dusty murmured as Brynn picked her up, setting her on the counter.

  “Think he’ll be okay?”

  Cain shrugged. “I don’t know. Would you be?”

  Cooper had told Jesse about Samantha’s betrayal and death. After seeing her body, he’d gone silent and taken off.

  Brynn shook his head as he stripped. Her gaze was caught by his smooth, muscular chest.

  “I cannot believe that coward Leonard hid in a safe room and let his enforcers die for him.”

  “Leonard doesn’t lead from the front line like Cooper,” Cain replied, helping Dusty into the tub. “But we got him in the end.”