Disobedient Cowboys [Lone Wolves of Shay Falls 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (17 page)

“Don’t tease me, Caleb,” she said. “I need you.”

She shifted over until she could get hold of his rock-hard dick again, and she slid her hand up and down the velvety length. He let out a moan that gave her goose bumps, and when his gaze found hers, his eyes had gone wild with animal fire.

“Any minute now,” he said, pumping his hips against the fist she closed around his erection. “Any minute.”

“Until you come?” she asked feverishly, wriggling her hips against the fingers that dipped inside her cunt.

“Not exactly.”

With that, she heard the muffled chime of a cell phone.

Caleb rolled away from Rose with an exaggerated sigh. “Told you.”

He reached for his abandoned jeans and pulled out his phone. “Yes, Master,” he said with a sarcastic grin when he pressed the phone to his ear. “How may I serve you?”

He continued torturing her cunt while he listened. She could hear a man’s voice through the phone, but not any of what was being said. She stifled a moan when he pulled out of her to rub slick fingers over her clit.

“As a matter of fact, Rose is right here. How could you tell?” Caleb smiled at her and held the phone away.
Stephen
, he mouthed.

Her eyes widened.

“We’re just havin’ us a picnic at the falls,” Caleb said. “Shame you ain’t here to join us.”

The voice on the other end grew louder, though no less muddled.

Caleb pulled his hand out of her dress. His fingers were glistening with her juices, and he flicked out his tongue and ran it along his index finger. She shuddered at his little groan, along with the brief flare in the eyes that were rapidly shifting from violet to gold.

“Fine, you caught me,” Caleb said after a moment. “We’re doin’ more than just enjoyin’ my excellent taste in wine and Rose’s stellar cookin’.”

He rolled his eyes at the escalating volume on the other end, and she frowned. Stephen obviously knew what was going on. And he didn’t sound happy about it.

“It ain’t my fault you work longer hours,” Caleb said. “Besides, there ain’t any time to waste. Our woman’s plannin’ to leave town.”

“What?” came the sharp reply. Rose heard that, plain as day.

“There’s still time for you to get down here,” Caleb said. “But I’d hurry. She’s beggin’ me to put an end to her long-lived virginity.”

Her eyes bugged out. “Shut up, Caleb,” she whispered fiercely.

After another moment’s listening, Caleb frowned. “Is that an
alpha
order?” He held the phone to her. “He thinks I shouldn’t fuck you without him, but he ain’t gonna come down here. Tell him what you think of that.”

She took the phone with trembling fingers while she tried to blink away the fuzz of inebriation. “Stephen?”

“Rose,” Stephen said, sounding startled. “Put Caleb back on the phone.”

“Hello to you, too,” she said acidly. “Can’t this wait? You’re interrupting a rather important milestone.”

That stopped him for a moment. “Rose,” he murmured softer this time. “What are you doing?”

His words fused to her desire. “You know what I’m doing.” She pictured the way that he kissed her, and her stomach churned at the thought of him being with her right then. “Please come, Stephen,” she whispered.

“I’m at the hospital.” His voice sounded strained. “I can’t just leave.”

“Please.”

Caleb took the phone from her. “You heard the lady. And from what I’m lookin’ at, when she was beggin’ you to come, she didn’t only mean to the falls. So if you ain’t orderin’, I ain’t waitin’. And you know what’ll happen if I claim her before you give it your blessin’.”

She could hear Stephen cursing when Caleb clicked off the call. He tossed the phone away. “Well, that’s settled. Where were we?”

“Can he really do that? Order you not to touch me?”

His hand paused as he brushed hair from her face. “Alpha’s orders are absolute, except in rare cases. But even he couldn’t find it in him to deny me this.”

He leaned down to kiss her, but his final comment to Stephen prompted her to put a hand against his chest. “What did you mean about us being together without his blessing? What will happen? I won’t turn into a werewolf, will I?”

Caleb sighed. “No. You’ll become irresistible to any man within firin’ range of your hormones. I’ll admit, it can be damn problematic. I’ve seen it happen.”

His lips claimed hers, and her thoughts began misfiring. She groped at his shoulders, wishing she could ignore her inner warning. But the thought of other men clamoring for her overrode the insistent demands of her body.

“Maybe we should wait,” she said. “The last thing I need is more problems.”

Caleb unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it aside. He was naked now, and her eyes ran over every inch as he sat beside her. He thought
she
was beautiful. What a joke. Caleb Green was the beautiful one. He stretched out like a model in a fine painting, a chiseled piece of art she could stare at forever.

Her gaze traveled to the reddish-brown dots on his left shoulder, the symbol of a werewolf mate. She couldn’t blame Stephen. She was half ready to sink her teeth into the man herself.

“No need to wait,” he said with a smile that lit her on fire. “Stephen will be here before you know it.”

“He said he can’t. He’s working.”

“He says a lot of shit.”

This time when he took command of her lips, she let the contact sear away the questions and doubts she still had plenty of. She clung to him while he removed her innocent, spring dress, laying it aside almost reverently. After today, her dress might still be innocent, but she wouldn’t be. And the thought sent her pulse into overdrive.

“You’re every bit as sexy as I dreamed, only more,” he said. Then he showed her how much he believed it.

She wasn’t sure how much time passed once she gave herself up to the sensations he aroused in her. His lips were everywhere—on her mouth, pressed to her breasts, skimming down her quivering stomach. When he flicked out his tongue to taste her cunt juices, she arched her hips and let out a loud cry. Her body shuddered as his wet, rough tongue swirled over her clit, and she was approaching orgasm when she heard the low, rumbling growl.

“Speak of the devil,” Caleb said from between her thighs, and they twisted around to see the wolf standing at the edge of the trees behind them. The animal’s sides were heaving as he stared down at them with fiery, yellow eyes. His pale gray fur ruffled slightly in a breeze.

Just the way she’d drawn him in her sketch.

“Stephen,” she breathed.

He came forward on all fours, but as he moved, he rose up oddly until he was on hind legs. At the same time, he quivered so hard that his fur was almost blurred. It vanished into his tanned skin until he was upright, naked, and headed straight for them.

“Told you he’d be here,” Caleb said.

“And I told you to wait,” Stephen said. There was a hint of annoyance in his voice, but his cock told another story. It was rising steadily.

Rose sat up and stared at his exquisite, sexually ripe body as he stared at hers.

“You made it,” she said, barely able to contain her need. She squirmed on the blanket, thanks to the protest her clit was waging over the abrupt halt in stimulation.

He didn’t reply. He just stalked straight for her and dropped down on the blanket. She felt suddenly self-conscious, being naked out in the open, but she didn’t have time to dwell on it. His arm slid around her shoulders, bringing her face to his. The kiss was epic—very Stephen, yet with an added blaze of romance. For a moment, she imagined herself as Scarlett O’Hara to his Rhett Butler, though the thought was drowned out quickly by the feel of his hand skimming her bare curves.

“Do you have any idea what it was like to sit in that hospital,” he said, barely lifting his lips, “knowing how much pleasure you were giving Caleb?”

“You didn’t sit there for long,” she said thinly through a dry throat. “You must have left the minute you hung up that call.”

“He means before that,” Caleb said. Stephen’s position had effectively pushed him out of place, but he sat on his heels, watching. “We’re bonded now. He could sense every bit of what I was feelin’.”

Her eyes widened. “That’s why you called.”

“You didn’t want to wait for me,” Stephen said, and the words rung with both passion’s heat and disappointment.

She reached up and stroked his smooth face. “Not because I didn’t want you.”

He cupped her breast and flicked his tongue against the palm she had pressed to his cheek. Then he glanced at Caleb. “I’m invoking the right of first mating.”

“What?” Caleb jumped to his feet while Rose wondered exactly what Stephen meant. “No way. That’s only done where there’s a question of compatibility.” He glowered accusingly at Stephen’s cock.

“Or of obedience,” Stephen snapped. “And I do have some question marks raised over that.”

Rose’s body throbbed for release, and frustration flooded her thoughts. The men weren’t seriously going to start fighting now? She might explode before they finished trying to out-macho each other. To her relief, however, Caleb gave a curt nod and sank down a bit unhappily on the blanket.

“Get on your back,” Stephen said to him, and with a brief hesitation, Caleb complied.

“Rose,” Stephen murmured against her ear while he still cradled her against his body. “I want you to get on all fours and pin him down.”

She wasn’t sure what he was asking, but he helped her so she was essentially on top of Caleb on hands and knees, pinning his thighs with her shins and clasping his hands beside his head. It was awkward and wobbly until Stephen got behind her and steadied her hips, but it was also quite exciting to hold Caleb down. She could watch the way his gaze flamed as it raked along the breasts, belly, and pussy positioned above him.

She felt Stephen’s hard cock prodding her wet slit, and she sucked in a breath and closed her eyes. This was it. She was about to understand what it meant to be a woman.

Her grip on Caleb’s hands tightened when Stephen’s dick began slipping inside her. The feel of hot, throbbing cock in her cunt was inexplicable, and her walls stretched pleasurably to accommodate him. There was no pain, only the firm yet gentle glide of hard flesh as it stimulated all sorts of new nerve endings.

When he was buried inside her fully with his hips pressed to hers, he stopped. The weight of the moment settled over her. She was no longer a virgin. She belonged to a man, if only for this moment.

“Finally,” she said in a sigh of relief, and she felt Caleb tense. She opened her eyes to see his frustration, and he squirmed a little beneath her.

It was an odd sensation, feeling so completely taken by passion for another man while Caleb lay there, part of the proceedings and yet detached from them. She flashed back on the morning she’d watched him with Stephen, and wondered if he felt as left out as she did.

She lowered her face to his lips, intending to make it clear how much a part of her awakening he was, but Stephen slid an arm beneath her ribs and lifted her away.

“Not yet,” he said, and there was a gentleness in the tone while leaving no room for argument. “This moment is ours, Rose. Caleb understands.”

Did he? His expression didn’t seem to agree, but he lay there silent while Stephen began moving his hips.

She stiffened, completely bowled over by the feel of his hard shaft pulling out and then pushing into her again. He relaxed his hold around her waist, sliding his hand instead around the front of her mound. There, he rubbed intensely, arousing circles over her clit while he proceeded to fuck her.

“God, how badly I’ve wanted you,” Stephen said, easing himself back in her tight hole. “You are so hot and wet. I can’t imagine anything better than being inside you.”

A thrill ran over her, though she glanced at Caleb to see his reaction. After all, the men were lovers, too. Maybe Stephen’s words would make him jealous—or resentful. Instead, all she saw was a desperate, fiery hunger.

She closed her eyes again and gave over to the demands of Stephen’s body. His motions were slow for a brief time, but he picked up speed until her body rocked and her tits bounced over Caleb with every thrust. Stephen’s lack of composure grew, and he moved his hand from her aching clit to grip her ass while he rammed himself hard enough to hear his body slapping against her cheeks. He was in a hurry, and apparently, quite ahead of her on the way to orgasm.

Jesus, he felt amazing, and knowing she made him feel good enough to lose control drove her higher toward a peak even without his fingers on her clit. Still, it was odd that he had stopped pleasuring her in order to selfishly seek his own.

She frowned down at Caleb for a moment until the truth dawned on her. Stephen had asserted dominance by demanding to fuck her first, but the punishment would not be total. He would allow Caleb to offer Rose her first orgasm as a claimed woman. She wouldn’t be a virgin, but Caleb would still give her something she’d never experienced before.

And in that moment, in the thick grasp of raw, hot lust, she felt a surge of tender, loving emotion for her mates.