Convincing Emily [Wolff Pack 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (17 page)

When everyone had cleared out of the living room, she turned and faced Cole and Charlie. They had both been standing behind her, offering their silent support. In that moment, Emily felt a rush of emotion run through her. She hadn’t even been here in North Ridge that long, and already most of her fears were being squashed. Looking back, she felt like a darn fool and knew that she owed her mates an apology.

“Are you upset?” Cole whispered, and Emily’s brows shot up in surprise. “You seem sad.”

“Only by my behavior.” Emily looked from one man to the other, hoping they saw the sincerity in her eyes. “You both have been so kind to me. Your pack welcomed me in without even a single question. They don’t care that I’m a bear, but for some reason…” Her voice trailed off.

“Hey…None of that.” Cole reached out and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in for a tight hug. “We’re starting over. A clean slate for all three of us.” Cole pulled back, holding on to her upper arms.

He rubbed his thumbs back and forth across her shirt, and the small motion felt oddly comforting. They stared at each other for a long moment, and Emily finally nodded. She really wanted to start over. Maybe this time, she could do everything right. She had been holding tight to the dream of bear mates for so long that the two men in front of her had gone without. It was time to make amends.

Cole wrapped an arm around her waist and shook his head as he led her from the living room and into the dining room. Everyone was already seated and filling their plates by the time they joined them. Cole pulled out the nearest chair and Emily sat down, letting him push her chair in toward the table.

Within seconds, large serving dishes were sent her way, and Emily quickly loaded up her plate before passing them along to the next person. Once everyone had food in front of them, their glasses filled with orange juice, and napkins in their laps, the Alpha lifted his glass and everyone followed his lead. Emily grabbed her glass and lifted it into the air, smiling at the people across from her.

“To Emily…welcome to our pack and congratulations on your mating, and of course, to this year’s annual run. Let’s hope that more shifters find their mates.”

“Hear, hear!” Glasses tapped gently and the group cheered before taking a drink.

Emily felt welcome. In all her life, she’d never felt so embraced as she did at this very minute.

One Week Later

The movie they were watching ended, the final credits rolling up the screen. The three of them were spread out, not sitting next to each other. Emily hated feeling so distant, but had no idea how to remedy the situation. From her peripheral vision, she watched Cole stretch and stand up. It was pretty late already. The sun already set, making the house dark and bringing the forest to life. She could hear wolves howling in the distance, provoking her to shift and run outside.

Every night was the same, and she dreaded walking into the master bedroom alone once more. Each night she took a shower and climbed in bed, naked. Their hearing was excellent and she tried to tease them by using her toys to pleasure herself. She would purposely yell out her release, calling their names. As she laid there in the dark, panting, she would wait for one or both of them to burst into her bedroom, but they never did.

When her heart and breathing finally slowed down, Emily would fall into a restless sleep. Her dreams each night became more vivid, and the three of them had finally experienced an intense release last night. This morning, she jerked awake, reaching for her men and soon realizing that once again it was all a dream. When would it be reality?

They flirted, lightly touched, and spent hours upon hours talking. She was beginning to wonder if she would ever be with them again. Her hormones were going crazy, her body in a constant state of need, but her mates never made a move.

When Cole stood up, he strode to the TV and shut it off. The house was once again silent, the only noise coming from the crackling of the fire. Emily took a deep breath. This was her chance. She needed to take control. If they rejected her, then she would have her answer. Walking on eggshells and waiting for them to approach her wasn’t working any longer. Her heart pounded hard in her chest as she pushed herself up from the overstuffed chair. She went over to Cole, grabbed his T-shirt, and planted her lips on his.

He moaned and opened his mouth, and Emily pushed her tongue in. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him tight, not letting him get away. Emily shoved her chest against his, rubbing herself along his body. Her pussy clenched, gushing, preparing for her mates to take her as their tongues battled for domination. Charlie came up behind her, his hard body pressed into hers, and Emily wiggled her ass. His hard cock poked her, promising her hours of pleasure.

She couldn’t breathe, could barely even think. This was it. This was what she had been waiting for. Tonight, the three of them would be together, and she would finally be able to claim her mates. Her teeth ached in her gums just thinking about sinking them into their flesh.

Cole pulled away slightly, panting. “I don’t think we should do this. Not yet…”

He pulled away from her then, and all at once the heat was gone, replaced by a slight chill in the air. Cole and Charlie both shook their heads and left her standing in the middle of the living room. Emily stood frozen, brows furrowed. They had just been sharing the most amazing kiss, a toe-curling kiss that she never wanted to stop. Emily was damn confused. What the hell were they doing? Was this some sort of game?

They were both panting, had hard-ons, and looked ready to tear her clothes off her body. It was obvious that they wanted her. She felt it, sensed it. Unless…had she just imagined that?
No…they want me just as badly as I want them. So, what’s the problem?
She needed to ask. Making that first step toward the kitchen was difficult. She felt a little silly. Cole and Charlie were sitting at the kitchen table when she walked in.

“We shouldn’t do this…why, exactly?”

“Because we’re trying to get to know one another,” Charlie answered.

“Okay,” she shrugged. “That’s not gonna change. We’re still getting to know one another.”

Cole picked up the glass of water in front of him and took a sip. “We should wait a bit longer. I don’t want to take advantage of the situation.”

“That doesn’t make sense. Our relationship won’t be ruined over sex.” She was in desperate need of really hot, sweaty sex and she knew that these men could deliver. The first day, they both were up for the challenge, satisfying her heat.

“Well, I have to say that Charlie and I aren’t the type of men you can use and abuse for
your
sexual purposes.”

What the fuck? Emily stood in the kitchen, her mouth wide open with shock. Did they just accuse her of using them?
Oh, hell no! They’re my damn mates. They can’t leave me hanging like this.

“We don’t want to be used,” Charlie added.

“You think I’m using you?” It made absolutely no sense. She just wanted to get fucked! How hard was that? Both of them were obviously quite capable. “Okay. What the hell do I have to do to get some cock around here?”

* * * *

Cole tried not to laugh.
Do not laugh. Do not laugh. Keep a straight face.
She was just too damn cute. He and Charlie had been playing with her a little. Light touches here and there, but in reality, they were trying to let her know them, the men. They took her on dates, cooked her meals, and did their absolute best to make sure she felt at home. They even had her helping Nicole and Addison prepare for the annual run. They wanted her to know that they were serious about a future, so sex had been put on hold.

Now, here she was, all but begging them to take her, to fuck her. Maybe it was mean, but he didn’t want to just have sex with her. They had claimed her, and since that moment he wanted more and so did Charlie. He wanted her love, a family, everything. She was, after all, their mate. He wanted to be claimed, marked by her. He wanted to feel her teeth sink into his flesh and have her own him.

“Is that all you want? Cock?” He stared at her.

Every night over the last week had been hell. He’d lie in bed and listen to her as she pleasured herself and he did the same. He heard his name yelled into the night and had to clench his fists, forcing himself to stay in bed. He wanted more than anything to rush into her room, but held back, trying to stick to the new plan. Emily’s shoulders slumped slightly, and he wondered what she was thinking.

“Uh…” She swallowed, looking confused.

Emily pulled her bottom lip into her mouth, biting down. He hated seeing that lost, insecure look. Maybe this plan wasn’t a good idea after all. First, they moved too fast and now too slow. It was becoming blatantly obvious he didn’t know a thing about women, or maybe it was just Emily. He felt like such a screw-up…damn.

Standing up, Cole strode toward her. He gripped her hips, pulling her against him and stared into her blue eyes. “I want you. We want you. Don’t think for one second that we don’t. I want more than a mating because of fate. We want you to be sure about this. We want you to choose us.”

“I’m sure!” she yelled, and then she quickly clamped her lips shut, looking a tad embarrassed.

“We want to be claimed and marked,” Charlie added, moving to stand next to him.

Her eyes widened slightly, pupils dilating, and then she smiled. He spotted her canine teeth lengthen, and his cock jumped, hardening instantly.
Fuck…that’s sexy.
It seemed their little mate wanted the same thing. What the hell had they all been waiting for? He couldn’t remember. Cole moved his hands from her hips and cupped her face. Leaning in, he took possession of her mouth.

Her tongue touched his and her taste filled his head. Sweet. Delectable. Groaning, his hips jerked forward without his control, rubbing his straining cock against her. He devoured her mouth, putting every ounce of passion into that kiss, wanting her to know without a doubt that he wanted her. Needed her.

The sound of a zipper got his attention, and Cole cracked his eyes open to look at Charlie. He didn’t stop the kiss. He didn’t have the strength to pull away from his beautiful mate. Emily was soft, pliant, and melting into him. She was focused on their kiss, so much so that she wasn’t moving. In fact, she stayed still as Charlie stripped first himself and then started working at her clothing, tearing them from her body. Within seconds, his mate was naked in his arms.

“Bed…” He panted, pulling away slightly.

“I can’t wait,” Charlie wrapped his arms around Emily’s waist from behind and took two large steps toward the kitchen table.

* * * *

Charlie knew that Cole was right. They needed a bed. They should take their mate up to the master bedroom, as she deserved a soft mattress underneath her, but he couldn’t wait another second. He felt completely out of control, and pre-cum dripped out of his cock like a broken faucet ready to explode. He wrapped an arm around her waist and hoisted her up before taking two giant steps toward the kitchen table.

Facing the table, Emily immediately reached out and placed her hands palms down on the wood surface, pushing her hips back and rubbing her ass against his cock. Charlie groaned. He was losing patience fast. Taking a deep breath, he tried to calm his frayed nerves.

“Bend over farther. Rest your weight on your elbows.” Charlie put his other hand on the table, holding his weight off her while rubbing his chest against her back. Her soft skin made him groan. There were so many things he wanted to do. Luckily, they had the rest of their lives.

With his other hand, he touched her pussy, wanting to make sure she was wet before going further. When she opened her thighs wide, the scent of her sweet juices permeated the air. She was hot and wet, soaked inside. He parted her lips and shoved a finger inside her. Her breathing changed, and she moaned deep, rocking her hips. His fingers were thick and he slid a second one inside her, wanting to make sure she was stretched and ready. He had been waiting too long and his beast was close to the surface, clawing to get out and possess her once more. He needed hard, fast, and wild sex.

“Charlie…please…I can’t wait.” She panted as he pumped his fingers a few more times, until her juices coated his entire hand.

He curled his fingers inside her against the soft pad of her G-spot and rubbed. He wanted her to come in his arms.

“Damn it, Charlie…fuck me.” She shifted her hips, bouncing off his fingers and begging for more.

He grabbed the base of his cock and directed the head toward her pussy. She leaned down on the table and he pushed inside her welcoming body. He kept going until he was fully inside her and then took a moment to catch his breath. He really needed to make this last. He needed to pleasure her.

Charlie started out slowly. He pulled out almost completely and pushed back in deep. He put both of his hands on the table, caging her in and giving himself the leverage he needed to pick up the pace. He built up speed, slamming his cock into her. He moved one hand down to her clit, needing her to come before he did. He rubbed her clit in little circles, and she moaned and shivered. He moved his body back farther and watched his cock as he pulled back with his hips then watched it disappear inside her again. They were both soaked with her juices, and the sight had his balls pulling up tight.