Rebecca's Wolves (Wolf Masters Book 6) (19 page)

The gaze roaming over her body from Miles was so intense, she shuddered.

A low moan that sounded nothing like her left her mouth.

She was going to come.

“That’s so sexy, baby.” Griffen’s lips on her ear made things that much worse. His sexy tones didn’t help at all. “Open. Do it, baby. Spread for us.” His command was firmer this time.

And he followed it up with a sharp pinch on both nipples.

She didn’t know how she managed to do their bidding, but the second she set her feet wide apart on the outsides of Griffen’s thighs, she came. She dug her fingernails into Griffen’s arms as her pussy pulsed. “Oh my God. Oh. My. God.”

It wasn’t enough, but there was no denying they’d made her come without touching her clit or her pussy. Griffen’s fingers had instigated the need, but their commanding words had done the trick.

Miles set his hands on her thighs and stroked the skin on both sides of her lower lips. “Sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. I’m humbled.”

She moaned. “Please. Oh God, please.”

He finally stroked a finger through her folds from the bottom to the top, flicking across her sensitive clit at the end.

She bucked upward, digging her heels into the soft leather of the couch.

“Look at me, love.”

She blinked as she tried to make eye contact with Miles.

His hand went to work on her pussy while he watched her face. “So wet. So needy. God, Rebecca, you’re amazing.”

His gaze was heated, and he held hers with a force she couldn’t deny, never glancing down as he thrust his fingers into her pussy and then trailed her own wetness down to her tight hole.

Again and again he thrust, dragging her moisture lower each time.

Her arousal rose as he worked her.

When he added his other hand, swirled two fingers in her wetness, and then fucked her ass at the same time he fucked her pussy, both hands working in tandem, she screamed. The overload was more than she could bear. She blinked.

“Eyes on me, love.”

Was he crazy?

She didn’t release his gaze, however. That’s how close he held her attention.

Griffen finally released her sensitive nipples and scooted down the couch until he was flat, and he wedged a hand between them against her butt. She heard his zipper being lowered, and then he leaned her forward enough to let his cock spring free. It bobbed against her back where she sat between his legs. “Set her on me, Miles.”

Rebecca glanced back at Griffen, twisting her head to get an idea of his plan.

“Eyes, love.”

She jerked her head back to center.

Miles held an intense look, his gaze grabbing onto hers again and not releasing it as he pulled his fingers from her, leaving her empty and gasping. Needy. She was so close to coming again.

Two seconds later, he lifted her and settled her over Griffen’s cock, lining it up with her ass.

She moaned, her arms flinging forward to grasp onto Miles’ shoulders.

He watched her face closely while he slowly lowered her. “Let him in, love. Let him fill you.”

And then she was seated, Griffen’s cock stretching her ass so totally she gasped. She squeezed Miles’ shoulders tighter.

Without saying a word, both men gripped her at the waist and turned her until Griffen sat in a normal position on the couch, his cock buried in her tight hole, his feet planted on the ground, his hands under her knees, holding her open wide.

Just as she thought she would tumble forward, Miles was in front of her. She planted her hands flat on his pecs as he repeated his command. “Watch me, love, the entire time. Watch me while I fuck you.”

And then he bent his knees, lined up his cock, and thrust into her pussy.

Rebecca screamed around the intrusion, so full, so complete. Fleetingly she wondered how women who only had one man ever fully enjoyed sex.

“You okay, baby?” Griffen asked against her ear.

She moaned in response, her eyes fluttering, the need to close her lids and just feel warring with the desire to obey Miles’ wish that she look into his eyes.

He gripped her chin and held her gaze. “Watch me, and I’ll give you what you want. Stop and I’ll stop too.”

She swallowed. His words were so sexy. Her pussy gripped at his cock. Her ass tightened over Griffen’s. She knew he was affected when he squeezed her knees and pulled them wider.

Her position was precarious. Her feet hung in the air. The only thing keeping her upright was her hands on Miles’ chest.

And he didn’t disappoint her. He moved. And he moved well. At first he thrust in and out of her, making her aware of the thin sheath between her pussy and her ass as his cock stroked against Griffen’s.

“I could come from that alone,” Griffen mumbled.

So could she.

But Miles had other ideas, and he grabbed her around the waist and lifted her off Griffen several inches, only to set her back down as he thrust in and out again.

The overload was instantaneous. “I’m gonna come.” She gripped the flat plane of his chest, trying to get a better purchase.

Somehow she managed to hold Miles’ gaze, knowing he would stop if she didn’t, and it felt so fantastic she wasn’t about to take that risk.

“Go ahead, baby. Come. We want to feel it.”

She shattered at Griffen’s words, her entire body stiffening. Her legs shot out straight as she tried to hold herself upright to avoid collapsing against Miles. Even though neither man touched her clit, it pulsed in conjunction with the tight rhythmic squeeze on their cocks.

So full.

So fucking incredible…

The sun was bright when Rebecca opened one eye. She didn’t move a muscle yet, afraid she would be stiff and sore after the number of positions and orgasms she’d succumbed to for two days and nights.

She was alone in the bed, but immediately Miles spoke into her head.
“You awake finally, love?”
She could hear him chuckle even.

“Mmm,”
she replied, not fully committed to the idea of being actually awake.

“Love that sound you make, baby. We’re on the front porch. It’s nice out. There’s finally a breeze today,”
Griffen informed her.

“Mmm,”
she repeated, still not moving. Finally she stretched out to her full length and turned onto her back.
Not bad.
She might live.

Both men chuckled again into her head.

“Sore, baby?”
Griffen asked.

“Mmm.”
Truth was she felt perfect—sated, stiff, but the good kind of sore.

“Come outside. There’s coffee,”
Miles communicated.
“However, as much as I love seeing your naked ass and gorgeous tits, put something on. We have eyes out here. I’m not into sharing.”

Reality weaseled its way back into her mind. Right. There were men patrolling, watching the house. Not just men. Shifters.

Rebecca hauled herself off the bed, a sly grin spreading across her face as she tugged the sheet with her, wrapped it around her body, and padded to the front of the house.

She noticed there was a board over the broken window now. When had that happened? She had been sound asleep through nailing?

She stepped onto the porch, and both men sucked in a breath.

Miles snagged her first, tugging her into his lap. His lips were on hers so fast, she didn’t have time to think. When he released her mouth, his gaze was hungry. “That is not clothes, love.”

She grinned. “Nope.” She glanced around. “I was promised coffee.”

Griffen sat in the chair on the other side, and he wrapped a hand around her neck and forced her to lean back so he too could kiss her in an upside down lopsided maneuver. “Now you can have coffee.” He handed her a cup as Miles pulled her upright in his lap.

The first scent made her toes curl. She needed the caffeine, and she needed it now. Plus, they’d already added cream and sugar, just the way she liked it.

Thank God it wasn’t too hot. She would have risked burning herself to guzzle the first few sips.

“Now what?” she asked when she could finally be coherent.

“Now we go for that run you missed out on yesterday,” Griffen said.

“We?” She twisted to raise an eyebrow at him.

“Yep.” He smirked.

“Think you can keep up, tough guy?”

He leaned his head back and laughed. He was gorgeous when he let go like that.

She had to glance away to keep from getting horny. No way could she spend another entire day in bed.

Not that it wasn’t pleasant.

Miles squeezed her middle and whispered into the air. “Gotta learn to block your thoughts soon, love, or you’ll be spending all day and all night on your back.”

She sucked in a breath, squirmed her way off his lap, and padded back into the house. Another round of sex this morning was not an option.

•●•

Griffen lay on the bed—or sprawled was more like it. She had indeed tried to kill him. He would give her that. The woman could keep a wicked pace when she put her mind to it.

He’d been confident he could run fifteen miles, but she held a nearly eight-minute pace, chuckling at him the entire time. In wolf form, he would have left her in the dust, but as a human she put him to the task.

And then his fitness-crazed mate had lifted weights in Miles’ spare bedroom. Figured the man had nearly an entire gym in the small room. He said he didn’t like to drive to the fitness center, so he made do at home.

Rebecca came out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around her head and another one around her body. She was still giggling as Griffen hauled himself up on one elbow to stare at her. “Admit defeat?”

“Never.” He smiled though, loving the banter.

When she pulled the towel away from her head, her long gorgeous hair fell free.

“It must take half the day for that to dry.”

“Yep.” She leaned over her backpack and grabbed her brush. “I need to get it cut. I just haven’t worked up the nerve yet.”

Miles wandered in at that precise moment. “Did I hear something about scissors?” He lifted one brow and then continued, “’Cause, no.”

She shot him a shocked expression. “Pardon?”

He came to her, wrapped his arms around her middle, pinning her to his front, and clasped her chin in one hand. “Sexiest hair I’ve ever seen. It may be a pain in my ass when I can’t breathe because it’s choking me in the night, but please don’t cut it.”

“You shitting me?”

He shook his head, releasing hers to run his fingers down the length. “No.”

Griffen had to agree. “He’s right, baby. It’s gorgeous. Makes me hard just looking at it from here.”

She shot him a glare and rolled her eyes. “All the more reason.” But there was a smile at the edge of her mouth.

“We agreed?” Miles asked.

She turned back to face him. “Mmm.”

He grabbed the edge of her towel and gave it a sharp yank, leaving her naked in the middle of the room.

Rebecca gasped and reached out to snag the towel from him, her amazing tits swaying as she tried to get purchase.

“We agreed?” he asked again.

Griffen couldn’t say a word. He was mesmerized by her body.

She finally gave up the quest and dipped down to grab some clothes from her bag.

“Oh no you don’t.” Miles wrapped his arm around her waist and hauled her back against his front. He pinned her tight, one arm around her center, the other roaming down to her thigh. He even spun to face Griffen.

When he pushed one knee out, spreading her legs, and stroked his other hand through her pussy, she moaned.

“We agreed?” he whispered.

She gave up the fight and nodded. “Yes.”

“Don’t cut an inch of it.”

“Okay.” Her voice was lower now, filled with arousal. “If it means that much to you.”

“It means that much to me.” His lips hit her neck, her wet hair hanging to the other side.

Griffen watched as Miles continued to tease her sweet spot. He couldn’t move. The show was too amazing. He wanted to watch her come undone.

And that’s exactly what he got.

Miles nudged her legs farther apart and fucked her with his fingers until she came. Before she fully caught her breath, he kissed her temple, released her, and gave one final command. “No scissors.” His brow lifted as he left the room.