Arielle and the Three Wolves (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (10 page)

In the past with her lovers she’d had strong orgasms and enjoyed sexual activity with them. But this time it felt like something broke loose inside her body. She had never felt out of control before. Up till now her orgasms had just been nice. This time she threw back her head and screamed so loud it left her throat hoarse afterward.

She hardly felt it as he pulled her off his face and back down his body. He reached underneath her and positioned his cock at her entrance. The climax had been so intense that she barely felt his cock slide past her pussy lips and up inside her body. Only after he had gone many inches deep inside her did she get the impression of penetration. Then when he started to thrust between her legs, the sore muscles of her pussy did the impossible and started to respond again.

He brought her down to him. She fell across his chest and cupped his face in her hands. She wanted to look into his eyes at the same time that he was inside her. He reciprocated and took a hold of her face. He kissed her. She opened her mouth for him and tasted him. Her own juices were on his tongue.

She ground her pussy down on top of him and accepted his entire length. He thrust in her hard. He was ready, and she could feel him start to tense beneath her.

“Yes, darling,” she told him just before she felt the warm liquid shoot up inside her womb.

When it was over she stayed on top of him. He held her in his arms and kept her against his chest. His semihard cock was still inside her pussy. He kissed the top of her head and she kissed his chest.

“You are making me crazy, Jason Wildback,” she said, and her voice betrayed the sexual exhaustion she felt.

“Someone needed to make you crazy, Dr. Banks,” he said, and stroked her shoulder.

He breathed hard, too. She was happy to see that she had gotten to him and satisfied him. It felt like a triumph. “I want to trust you,” she said to him in a hushed tone. “I want you to be good for me. I want you to be a good man. I want that more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life.”

“I will be all of those things for you. Just don’t be afraid.”

“I’ll try not to be,” she said, and released a tired laugh. “I’ll also try and do what you tell me to do. You’re real good at playing the part of the alpha. I can’t think of anyone I’d rather have to be my alpha.”

“I’m a shifter. It comes naturally to me.”

“A lot of things seem to come naturally to you, darling.”

“It’s going to be new for you, Arielle. You’ve never had a man to dominate you like you wanted before. It’ll take some getting used to.”

“It will,” she admitted. “I broke up with Gary six months before I moved out here. It’s been two years since I’ve even had a relationship, and I’ve never been submissive before. No one ever spanked me before.” She smiled at the memory. Her butt felt cool now as the night air of the bedroom hit it. She snuggled against his chest closer. “I’ve never known a shape-shifter before.”

He seemed to grow serious. She looked up the length of his chest at him. “We are different, you know,” he said.

“Different in a good way.”

“You may not think all of our ways are good.”

“Why?” she asked. She was too exhausted to be worried about anything. She let out a yawn as she spoke.

“You’re a vet so you know something about wolves?”

“I know a little. Why?”

“Wolfs are always a part of a pack.”

“I know, and you’re the alpha of your pack, darling,” she said and kissed his chest as he held her tighter.

“The pack comes first above the individual,” he said. As he stroked her hair, his voice grew husky. “If you are in a relationship with me, that means you’ll become a part of my pack.”

She patted his chest and tried to reassure him. “That’s okay. I can accept that.”

“Some of us run in large packs, five to ten members. I’m lucky that I only have my two brothers to look out for. The three of us are a pack of our own.”

“I already figured that part out,” she told him. “The way they were so afraid for you when you were missing. I think they love you a lot.”

He looked down at her. The room was dark, but she could still see the pupils of his eyes. “We share everything in a pack,” he told her.

At first she only looked at him. She didn’t know what he meant. Surely he couldn’t mean what she thought he did. She swallowed hard and looked down at his body beneath her. She waited for him to continue and set her mind at rest.

“Since I’m the leader, my brothers have been waiting on me to find us a mate. Now, I’m pretty good at meeting women, but until now I’ve never met anyone who wanted to take on the responsibility of my brothers.”

Something made sense in what he said. That would explain why a handsome man like him was not in a relationship when she met him. It would explain a lot of things. “I’m not sure I really understand what you mean,” she told him.

“Yes, you do, Arielle,” he said. “You said you’d do what I told you to.”

“You want to share me with your brothers?” she asked, and looked up at him, her eyes wide.

He nodded. “If you’re with me, then I am going to share you with my brothers. You’ll be a part of the pack. Something as important as sex, especially for two young guys like Kyle and Luke, I can’t withhold from them. You can’t withhold from them.”

“I can’t do that, Jason,” she said, her voice was urgent, and she was frightened. “I can be with you. I would love to be with you. I can accept you for whatever it is you are. But I can’t be with your brothers, too. I’m sorry. That wouldn’t work for me.”

He gave her a kiss. She rolled off him but was still cuddled in his arms, her head on his chest. “Go to sleep,” he told her gently. “Tomorrow is Monday, and you have to go back to work.”

She fell asleep in his arms. Everything seemed perfect for those few hours of sleep. She had never had a more peaceful sleep in her life. He held her all night long, their bodies above the covers, his head on her pillows and her head on his chest.

Surely he hadn’t been serious about his brothers, she thought as she fell asleep in his arms.

The sun woke Arielle up the next morning. It poked its rays inside her window. She opened her eyes and blinked. She was still in Jason’s arms. He slept peacefully at her side. She had reached out and put her arms around him in the night. She held him to her and didn’t want to let him go.
Oh, God, this just had to work out with him.
She had waited for so long, and he was perfect. Last night before she fell asleep, he had mentioned something crazy to her. But that wouldn’t be a problem. She would just say no. Jason had to want her for himself and not to satisfy the lustful appetites of his younger brothers. He was a shifter, and he thought differently from her. She would have to learn to accept that.

She left Jason asleep in the bed. A long warm shower followed. It had been a long time since she washed away the remains of sex from between her legs. It felt strange this morning, but not bad.

She dressed inside the bathroom and came back to the bedroom to gather her shoes. Jason was awake. He motioned her over, and she bent to give him a kiss.

“I’m late for work,” she told him, and hurried to find her shoes in the closet.

“I’ll call my brothers today and let them know I’m still alive. Leave your phone please,” he said. As always, he gave her a command. She didn’t mind, and got her phone out of her bag and handed it across the sheets to him.

“Call me sometime today and let me know how it went with your brothers?” she asked him.

He pulled her down to him for one more kiss before he would let her leave the bedroom. “I miss the wolf,” she told him. “But if I get you in exchange, then it was a good bargain.”

The half-hour drive into Wolf Creek was like none she’d had before. Today she was happy, and everything she passed on the road into town looked fresh and new and alive. That was how she felt, like she was alive for the first time in several years. She wanted to call her sister and let her know what had happened to her, but that would have to wait until tonight. The long-distance charge on her landline at the clinic made the call prohibitive.

Her day at the clinic passed at a snail’s pace. All she wanted to do was get back home and see Jason. She wanted to see which of the clothes she had bought for him yesterday he wore, and wanted him to tell her how he had passed his day, and to see if his leg was still on the mend, and to know if he still used the cane she fetched for him in the forest behind her house. She also was curious to find out how his talk with his two larger-than-life brothers had gone. Most of all she wanted him to hold her.

That afternoon, Natalie, the town real estate agent, dropped by. She had helped Arielle buy the clinic and was after her now that she knew Arielle was interested to sell the place. She was about ten years older than Arielle and talked in a husky voice that her clients just couldn’t say no to.

“I’ve got exciting news,” Natalie told Arielle. There was a lull in her business, and Arielle had a few minutes to stand and talk with her. “Pet Brands, the big animal food corporation on the West Coast, wants to move to Wolf Creek, and they want to buy the clinic from you. They can offer you top dollar for this place. You’ll make a killing.”

Last week this would have been big news to Arielle. Now she had no interest whatsoever. She only smiled at her friend. “I’m sorry, Nat,” she said. “I know I told you last month I was thinking about selling and moving back to St. Louis, but I’ve reconsidered. I think I’ll give Wolf Creek another chance.”

“Oh, my God, what happened, honey?” Natalie said, and sat down with Arielle.

Arielle shrugged. “I’ve just had a change of heart.”

Arielle knew Natalie saw right through her. “Are you seeing someone?” she asked her, and her tone was conspiratorial.

Arielle just smiled and nodded. She knew her smile was too big and probably looked silly. But she felt happy today and wouldn’t let anything get to her.

“How long have you known him?”

“I haven’t known him very long. Only about a month now,” Arielle said, and wondered if that was really true. She had known the wolf for a month. She had only known Jason for a day. But what a day it had been.

“Well, you look happy, honey.”

“I’m just trying to take things slow, but I am happy right now.”

“Who is he? Maybe I know him.” Natalie persisted in her questions. Wolf Creek was a small town, and everyone seemed to know everyone else.

“His name is Jason. He owns a cattle ranch in a valley up in the mountains.”

“Is he from Shifter Valley?” Natalie asked suspiciously.

“Yes. That’s the one.”

“Well, good luck with that.” Natalie didn’t stay long afterward, and Arielle got on with her day. She thought there had been a strange tone to her friend’s voice as soon as she had found out Jason lived in Shifter Valley. Apparently the people who lived there had a reputation around the small town. The shifters were strange, Arielle had to admit that, so little wonder they would have earned the reputation. But that was all a part of what she had to accept about Jason. That’s how she would make the relationship work if she wanted it bad enough, and she wanted it very badly.

Arielle waited all afternoon for Jason to call her, but he never did. She felt a little disappointed and could hardly resist the urge to pick up her land line at the clinic and give him a call. But she held out against the desire to call him. It did make for a long afternoon.

She broke the speed laws as she drove back home to Jason that night. She could hardly wait to see him. The thought of someone at home for her when she got there was a novel idea and left her with a warm feeling inside.

Jason didn’t disappoint her. He was there to give her a hug and a kiss in the living room as soon as she got inside the door. He hobbled out on his cane, the one she had retrieved from the forest for him the day before. He was still slow as he walked around her house, and the expression on his face told her he was still in some pain from the broken leg.

“How was your day?” he asked her while she was still in his arms.

“Thank you,” she said, and rested her head against his chest.

“For what?”

“It feels good to have someone ask me that. It feels good to know someone cares.”

He held her for a few moments longer. “I’m starving,” he finally told her. “What’s for dinner?”

She told him. “Coming right up,” she said, and squirmed out of his arms to retrieve the grocery sack she had set down on the coffee table and ran out to the kitchen. Now that she had another person to cook for, she would have to stop by the store on her way home from work every night.

As she was in the process of the dinner preparation, she heard her cell phone ring out in the living room. It was still with Jason. He answered it on the second tone. She listened from out of the kitchen.

“Just a minute,” he said, and limped out to the kitchen with the phone in his hand. “It’s for you,” he told her, and handed it over.

“Hello?” Arielle spoke into the phone.

“Who was that answering your phone, sis?” Bethany asked her from the other end. This was Monday night and their night to have sister talk.