Dual Embrace: 3 (Shadowpeak Wolves) (35 page)

Brynn cuddled close and she smiled at him, marveling at how right it felt having him in her life. Two men. Two mates. If anyone had told her a year ago that her life would end up like this she’d have laughed her ass off.

But she wouldn’t trade what she had for the world.

However, her happiness wasn’t complete quite yet. She was still worried that the pack wouldn’t accept Brynn. Or that he couldn’t survive living here. She didn’t like the fact that he left so often. She wished he would just take his energy needs from her and Cain.

What if it had been Brynn or Cain up on that pyre, dead, their body turning to ashes? They’d both become so important to her, so entrenched in her heart that she couldn’t imagine ever living without them.

“You okay?” Cain asked as he crouched down beside her.

“I just want this over. I want these bastards punished.”

“We all do. Is that all that’s wrong? Or is there something else?”

She stared at them both. “When it’s all over, what do you think will happen with us?”

“What do you mean, hellcat?” Brynn asked.

It felt wrong talking about this at Tina’s funeral. Not that werewolves mourned, they celebrated life. Even now, packmates around them were talking, sharing stories they remembered about Tina.

“Come for a walk,” Cain suggested.

Dusty grasped both of their hands and let them tug her up. Luckily she hadn’t done any further damage to her leg when she’d jumped out of Laney’s living room window.

They strode deeper into the forest. Dusty plopped onto a fallen log. Cain and Brynn rested beside her, showing no discomfort over sitting on the cold, damp ground.

“I’m scared.” She couldn’t look at them, instead staring down at her feet.

“About what, sweetheart?” Cain asked.

She took a deep breath. “About losing you, either of you. I know I can’t stop some things. I can’t wrap you both up in cotton wool any more than you can me. But losing Tina, it just makes me realize how much you both mean to me. The thought of anything happening to either of you. Of one of you leaving…” she trailed off. Cain placed a hand on her thigh while Brynn brought the palm of her hand to his mouth and kissed it.

“Nothing will happen to us,” Brynn said quietly. “I will make sure of that.”

“Will you? You’re only here part of the time. I know you have your reasons, but can’t you try to stay for longer periods of time? We haven’t felt any side effects from you taking energy from us. If we feel too exhausted we can tell you. I feel like—like you don’t truly want to be here.”

“No, no, I want to be here,” Brynn said urgently. “When I’m not here, the two of you are all I think about. I just hope you don’t ever hate me for what I did to you.”

“You didn’t do anything to us,” Cain snarled. “Being bonded to you, to both of you has been the most amazing experience. I feel happier, more content than I have ever felt in my life. For you to regret that it happened is an insult.”

Brynn looked shocked. “I don’t regret it. I feel exactly the same way.” He took in a deep breath. “You’re right. I just haven’t been thinking about this in the right way.”

“So you’ll stick around for longer periods?” Dusty asked hopefully. “I can understand if you miss Hell and have to go back to visit. But don’t go back because you’re scared you’ll hurt us.”

“I could kill the two of you if I’m not careful.”

“You haven’t yet,” Cain protested quietly. “I don’t feel drained when we feed you energy. We’re werewolves. We have more energy than sense half the time.”

Dusty snorted with laugher.

“Besides, I’ve been thinking about it,” he continued. “Werewolves live in a pack because they need the other members to keep themselves centered, sane. You said that the energy you got from us was richer than anything you’ve ever felt. I wonder if that’s because of the pack. Perhaps we feed energy to each other, and in turn can feed you.”

“So I’m stealing energy from the whole pack? I’m sure that will endear me to them.”

“There’s only one way to find out what they think,” Cain said sensibly. “I’m going to talk to Cooper, petition that you be formally accepted as part of the pack.”

Brynn frowned. “And have to follow their rules? I don’t know.”

Dusty clasped his hand. “Even if it means staying with us? With Cassie?”

“It’s asking a lot. And if you can’t, we understand. We support you.” Cain held his hand over the two of theirs. A sharp shock of delight raced through Dusty’s body.

Brynn took a deep breath, kneeling before the two of them on the forest floor. He rested a hand on each of their knees.

“I’ve lived for a thousand years and happiness isn’t something I thought I would ever find, let alone with two werewolves. I love you both. But you both need to promise that if you start to get tired, dizzy, whatever, that you will tell me. I can go back to Hell for a while, not that I particularly want to. It’s not a place I like to be anymore. But it will stop me draining you both. And because the pack gives you what you both need, I will do my best to fit in. If they will have me.”

Cain grinned, a flash of white in the dark of the forest. “I don’t think anyone expects you to fit in exactly. But as long as you work for the good of the pack instead of against it, they’d be fools to turn you away.”

“Ah, so they will put up with me because they can use me.” He smiled.

“Hey, it’s the only reason they put up with me,” Dusty half-joked. Both men grabbed a hand, squeezing tight.

“Soon you’ll get the plate and disc out. Then you’ll be back to normal,” Brynn said.

Dusty shook her head. “Sorry, didn’t mean to draw it back to me. We were talking about you.”

Brynn shook his head. “Enough about me. I’m going to stay. We are all going to live happily ever after, end of story.”

Dusty grinned. “Wonder how many demons say they’re going to live happily ever after?”

He stood and kissed her. “Enough, you little minx.”

“I love both of you so much,” she said.

“We love you too,” they both replied.

“And each other?” she asked.

Her two men looked at each other. “Yes,” Cain said deeply as Brynn nodded.

“Then kiss. I love it when you kiss, it makes me so hot.”

Cain quirked an eyebrow at Brynn. “Well, what do you say? Shall we do as the lady asks?”

Dusty snorted. “Lady, shmady,” she muttered disparagingly. Cain leaned down and kissed Brynn. Her clit twitched, her breath coming faster as she sat back on the log and watched them.

Cain moved closer, kneeling on the ground so their bodies were flush, his dark hands covering Brynn’s pale face. Cain ran his hands down over Brynn’s neck to his shoulders as Brynn’s arms surrounded Cain’s trim waist.

Cain pulled back and they both looked at her.

“Good enough, my own?” Brynn asked.

“More,” she begged breathlessly. “Please. I want to see you both naked, touching each other. Please.”

“And what do we get if we do this?” Cain asked.

“Whatever you want,” she replied.

“Hmm,” Brynn said thoughtfully. “Endless possibilities. I accept.”

She looked at Cain, wondering if he’d balk. He responded without words, standing and then reaching down to pull Brynn up beside him. He pulled the shirt from Brynn’s body, baring his pale, smooth chest. Brynn’s skin almost glowed beneath the full moon’s light.

Thank God it wasn’t pitch dark or she’d never be able to see without her wolf’s superior sight.

Cain stripped Brynn of his pants, leaving him naked. He stood tall, his body lean and supple. His cock was stiff, standing straight out. No body hair touched that silken skin. She loved the feel of him naked against her skin, like rubbing against the most decadent of fabrics, although his body was anything but soft.

Then Brynn reached for Cain, uncovering his mocha skin. Cain was thicker with muscle, wider, his chest and arms deeply defined. A tapered waist led down to his thick shaft standing straight out from a light thatch of hair. Everything about him was oh so very large.

Dusty smacked her lips together as she wiggled on the log. What had she started? She’d never last—she was already incredibly aroused just from watching them strip. She was going to go off like a rocket once they touched.

“Like what you see, sweetheart?” Cain drawled.

“Oh yeah.”

Cain reached out and tweaked Brynn’s nipple. Brynn gasped, closing his eyes.

“Me too,” Cain replied. “I can’t be soft about this,” he warned Brynn.

Brynn opened his eyes. Dusty nearly cried out at the deep need she saw in them.

“I don’t want you to.”

“Good.” Cain leaned in and kissed him. Hard. Brynn reached down, his hand surrounding Cain’s cock. Dusty almost fell off her log. Her pussy wept as she watched them. Cain’s hands massaged Brynn’s ass as Brynn pumped Cain’s cock.

“Enough.” Cain pulled back and spun Brynn around firmly. “Do not come without my say-so,” he growled, reaching around to grasp the other man’s cock.

“Dusty, strip and get over here, I need some of your sweet dew.”

Dusty pulled her clothes off with hands that shook. Then she walked quickly toward Cain, who was biting down on Brynn’s neck, his hand working quickly up and down Brynn’s cock.

Brynn had rested his head back on Cain’s shoulder, his eyes closing as he groaned.

“I have never seen anything so hot,” Dusty whispered, coming to a stop beside them.

“Spread your legs.” Cain’s voice was hard. Dark. She obeyed him instantly.

Cain plunged two fingers inside her sheath and she swayed, nearly falling. Just as quickly he withdrew them and she watched, completely rapt as he pushed first one finger then the other inside Brynn’s ass.

“Oh, oh Cain,” Brynn cried.

“Feel good, my mate?” Cain asked quietly.

“Yes, yes,” Brynn yelled.

“Then just imagine how my cock will feel. Dusty, I need you to get my cock ready to take his ass. Take me into your mouth.”

Hot despite the cool night and her nakedness, Dusty knelt on the damp ground and took Cain’s cock deep inside her mouth. The salty taste of him hit her tongue and she swallowed, longing to take him to completion.

But wanting to see him take Brynn more.

“Enough, baby, pull back.”

She slowly let him go.

“Good girl. Now watch. Brynn, bend over. Take a deep breath.”

Cain parted Brynn’s bottom with his hands as the other man leaned over, resting his hands against the tree trunk before him. Then Cain lined the head of his cock against Brynn’s asshole.

“Let your breath out.” As he gave the order, he pushed himself inside Brynn’s ass.

Brynn yelled—a sound filled with shocked pleasure.

Dusty watched Cain thrust back and forth, his hand moving quickly up and down Brynn’s cock as he worked himself in deep.

“Want to join in, sweetheart?” Cain asked, his voice strained.

“Please.”

“Lie on the ground and spread your legs.”

She quickly did as he said.

“Brynn, we’re going to move. You’re going to take our woman while I take your ass. First though, you have to reach for my jeans and grab a condom. Then kneel over her. But you can’t lose me from your ass, got it?”

Brynn just groaned and nodded. Amazingly he managed to do it all with Cain lodged inside him. Dusty trembled, sighing in relief as Brynn finally thrust inside her. Then Cain moved. Each time he pushed forward he drove Brynn into her.

It was amazing, beautiful.

So very, very hot.

“Do you need to come, my mates?” Cain asked, slipping his arm around Brynn’s body to tickle her clit with his finger. It was nearly too much. She was overloaded with pleasure.

“Yes,” they yelled back together.

“Then come!”

Brynn came first, intense rapture stealing over his face and pushing her over the edge into bliss. She soared, barely hearing Cain’s own shout of release.

* * * * *

Cain was frowning as he entered headquarters the morning after Tina’s farewell. It felt as though they managed to go one step forward only to fall two steps back. Sure, they’d found their bomber. But he wasn’t the key player. They still had no lead on the ringleader.

“Right, we all here?” Cooper looked around.

“Where’s Marcus?” Dusty asked.

“He’s looking after our guest. She’s still at the hospital. He’s staying with her until I can be assured of her safety. I don’t want a repeat of what happened to Edwards.”

Cain hated the thought of a traitor, that there was someone in his pack who couldn’t be trusted.

“She hasn’t woken?” he asked.

Cooper shook his head. “No, but I’m hoping when she does that she can give us some sort of lead. Nothing was found at the remains of the cabin. What the fire didn’t destroy the humans did. It would have destroyed Mrs. Edwards if Brynn hadn’t gotten there so quickly.”

“Once she wakes up, we can use her as bait,” Rye said coldly.