Sworn to the Wolf (27 page)

She shivered at the way he wanted to give her pleasure but still was possessive. “I’d be lying if I said the idea didn’t turn me on. I just want to be sure you’re going to be okay with me afterward. With him. We see each other every day. And um, will you two be, er, you know?”

Laurent laughed as he looked around her to Skye for a moment. “As I told you, this isn’t unheard of, especially with unmated males and mated couples. You take up my entire libido, Rain. I don’t know how to explain it. I like to look at Skye naked, he’s very nice to look at in general. And if cocks or mouths touch that’s icing. I don’t plan to fuck him. Or anyone but you for that matter. As for the other? Skye knows what you and I are, you heard it just now. And tomorrow you’ll be the same woman you are to me tonight. We’ll just have another memory to add to a lifetime.”

Skye watched them, his hands gently stroking over Rain’s legs and back. “This is up to you. I’m your friend, first and foremost. That’s not going to change tomorrow. It’ll be special, this sharing. This will be what it is and nothing more.” He smiled, quieting to let the two of them work it out, and Rain appreciated that.

Desire, heady and sweet, stole over Rain’s senses. As a human woman this scenario, while nice wank material, would have freaked her out. She wouldn’t have believed it would work. But as a werewolf she knew the power of the Pack. The feel of the stroke of another of her family. The way it resonated, the need to touch and be touched. Certainly she’d seen a lot of public sexual expression and affection since she’d transformed and it hadn’t shocked her. It did indeed seem natural. And she’d be a damned liar if she denied her curiosity and the heat building between the three of them at that very moment.

Taking a leap that wasn’t so big after all, Rain leaned into Laurent’s body to kiss him. Softly at first but then passionately, a melding of lips and tongues. A new scent joined the one Rain had grown familiar with.
Skye.

He moved to his knees behind her, pressing against her back. She felt her hair being drawn to the side and his lips met her skin. Laurent swallowed her gasp of surprised pleasure eagerly as he nipped her bottom lip.

Her hands yanked at the front of Laurent’s shirt and he helped her get the buttons loose and the cufflinks off. She shoved his shirt off and a blast of heat from his upper body bathed her.

Her hands slid over those familiar and yet still so very sexy muscles and Skye’s tongue, warm and slick, flicked out and teased the hollow just beneath her ear.

“Naked. Both of you,” she gasped and moved to stand.

Laurent, looking confident and very much in charge, got off the bed and disposed of socks, pants and boxers before circling her and pausing at her back.

Skye stood and went to stand before her. “I think I need your help.”

Rain’s hands moved to his waist and under the hem of his shirt, finding the skin warm and so very hard. Each button showed more of his body. A body she’d tried not to look at overlong but now had the chance. Where Laurent was bulked, Skye’s muscles were flat and whip-hard. Rain moved to kiss his chest over his heart.

In a flash Skye’s pants were off and Laurent had tossed her to the bed. Wearing a smile, she looked up at them, side by side. “My, grandmother, you look so very big.”

“Oh, Snow White, you’re mixing your fairy tales. But I like it.” Skye winked.

“Take your hair down, both of you.”

Laurent reached up with one hand to remove the tie while the other hand grasped her pant leg and yanked. When his hair was free, he used the other hand to get rid of the pants, leaving her in a scrap of barely there lace. “The shirt now, Rain. I want to see your breasts.”

Wriggling, she took off the tank and got rid of the bra, lying back against the bed in nothing but a pair of pink panties and a smile.

“I think you said something about a mouth on a pussy?” Skye asked Laurent.

Bowing, and making his cock bob with the movement, Laurent gracefully waved his arm toward Rain. “Be my guest.”

Rain’s eyes widened as Skye got on the bed and crawled toward her. His hair wasn’t quite as long as Laurent’s and was more blue-black than Laurent’s dark chocolate. Still it was soft as it whispered against her legs as he moved between them.

Not taking his gaze from her own, he bent one knee up and kissed the back, drawing the flat of his tongue over the sensitive skin. A trail of openmouthed kisses burned her as he moved up toward her pussy.

Laurent moved to her side, lazily stroking a tongue over one of her nipples as he watched Skye.

Slowly Skye drew her panties off, tossing them over his shoulder before turning back and widening her thighs.

A bolt of heat spread through her when Skye’s tongue slid through the folds of her pussy. Laurent gave long slow licks but Skye’s tongue was quick and agile, much like he was. Funny how that worked. She’d never had oral sex in her life before Laurent and she’d come to enjoy it very much. And the man currently at work on her cunt knew what he was about, liked it.

Her back arched as Laurent’s teeth grazed her nipple. Sweet heaven, the sheer abundance of pleasure was overwhelming. She reached down around the arm Laurent leaned on and found his cock hard and weeping at the slit. Her thumb slid over that wetness, spreading it in big circles.

“Laurent, I want your cock in my mouth,” she murmured before gasping as Skye dipped his tongue deep into her and found his way back up to her clit.

“Later. I promise later. I want to fuck you and then you can suck my cock. First though, come.” Strain edged his voice.

She didn’t have long to wait. Laurent’s mouth on her nipples, Skye’s on her pussy, hands stroking over her skin, two men so very virile and masculine that she fairly drowned in the testosterone—it all built up until she was ready to overflow. When Skye’s fingers dipped into her gate and his mouth suctioned over her clit as his tongue relentlessly flicked against it she came so hard she brought blood when she clamped onto her lip to keep from screaming loud enough to wake everyone. As it was, the heat from her orgasm and the combined pheromones she and Laurent threw off hung heavy in the air and the candles they’d lit when they’d returned to the apartment flickered.

Laurent flipped her over to her hands and knees as she straddled Skye.

“Something tells me you two have done this before.” She looked back over her shoulder at Laurent, whose face showed strain as he pressed his cock into her still-fluttering pussy.

“Hmpf. There’s no one but you in the world. Who can remember what life was like before that?”

Rain laughed as she turned back to Skye, her breasts moving forward as Laurent hilted inside her completely. She drew her hands slowly up the muscles of his legs and thighs. A smile curved one corner of her mouth as she beckoned him to her with a crook of her finger.

He leaned up and kissed her and she tasted herself on his lips. It was different, the way she tasted there instead of how she tasted on Laurent’s and yet he was Pack. He was hers in a sense and it was all okay, the way he raced through her blood.

She kissed down his chin and neck and he flopped back on the bed as she adjusted herself to grab his cock in one hand, looking closely at him. It wasn’t like she hadn’t seen him naked, she had many times when they ran. But this was different so she looked her fill. Long and lean and a hitch to the left. A dark shock of hair at the root contrasted with the pale skin.

She wanted to take him in her mouth but she didn’t know what was all right with Laurent.

He flexed his hips, driving himself into her cunt hard and deep, moving his lips to her ear. “Do you want to suck his cock?”

Her back arched, curving to take more of him as she turned into his face. “Do
you
want me to?”

He grabbed her hair, wrapping it around his hand. “Yes. Don’t swallow,” he murmured, his lips cruising down her neck as he let his grip loosen enough so she could turn back and face Skye, who looked up at her, eyes glossy, smiling at her.

“Give it to me, Snow White.”

Bending down, she caressed the thick length of his cock with her cheek, breathing in his scent before angling him with her hand so she could take him into her mouth, her tongue swirling down as lowered herself onto him.

Laurent watched her, catching glimpses of her mouth and Skye’s cock as her hair parted around her movements. Her pussy was an inferno and he teetered on the verge of coming but he wasn’t ready to let go just then. He wanted to hold out as long as he could.

Watching her was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen and the way she’d looked to him before going down on Skye had renewed his confidence in his bond with her. They could share this moment and enjoy it for what it was and know it had nothing on the connection he shared with her.

His eyes met with Skye’s and his friend smiled up at him. Laurent wanted to throw back his head and howl with joy. This beautiful creature was his. He’d wake up every day for the rest of his life as hers and she his.

“Fuck,” he murmured as he lost the battle and fell deeply into climax as he pressed into her, his fingers gripping the muscles of her hips.

“Rain, honey, I’m so close,” Skye gasped out. Rain let go of him with her mouth and Laurent pulled out. She lay down, putting her head on his thigh, and used the wetness from her mouth to continue stroking his cock. Skye’s hand joined hers, his fingers threading with hers.

Laurent licked up her spine and moved his eyes to Skye’s face as he came.

After a quick cleanup Laurent bounded back into bed, followed by Skye. Both men looked at Rain, who laughed a deep, throaty laugh laced with promise.

Chapter Fourteen

Several nights later, back at home as they lay in their bed in the new house, watching the night sky through the large windows, Laurent asked, “You said there would be more babies?”

Rain smiled. She’d been wondering when he’d ask. She’d mentioned it to her mother at the coffee shop and he’d tensed and leaned into her so she knew he’d bring it up when he was ready. “Yes. It’s been four months. It’s not like it still doesn’t hurt but I think it’s time to move on. Move forward. That is, if you want to. I know you’ve been letting me decide the pace for this and I appreciate it so much. Having the luxury to deal with losing our son and letting go without pressure has been wonderful.”

“Do I want to have a child with you? Hell yes, Rain. I want to have ten children with you. I want to fill up every room in our house with them. And I gave you time because we both needed it.”

“Um, let me just state up front that there is no way I’m having ten children. That being said, I think we should try again when we go on our vacation. Sun, sand, lots of hot monkey love.”

“Sounds like the perfect vacation to me. I suppose I can live without ten children, but we should negotiate backward from there. I think we can think of some incentives that might get me lower than five.” He arched an eyebrow invitingly and she laughed.

* * *

The phone cradled in her neck, Rain multitasked as she tossed her newly purchased vacation clothes into their suitcase. A black bikini with a green metallic fleck through it, a powder blue tank suit, a few new pieces of lingerie—all to help with the whole baby-making plan. Not that they needed any help in the romance department, she and Laurent were still making the lights flicker on a regular basis, but it never hurt to show a bit of special interest for a special occasion. And she was due to ovulate sometime within the next three or four days.

On hold with the hotel in Maui—she wanted to arrange to have chilled champagne in the room when they got there—she rolled her eyes, pushing away any feelings of annoyance because after all, they’d be on their way in a few hours. One of her new clients who’d just commissioned a massive painting from her had sweetened the deal and put himself at the head of the line by picking them up in his helicopter and flying them to SeaTac Airport, saving them several hours of driving.

The hotel finally got on the line and agreed to have the champagne for her and Laurent, and in apology for making her wait so long on hold they threw in an appetizer platter as well.
Score.

Rain finished packing and zipped everything up, grabbed the plane tickets, the itinerary and the carry-on that had the books, magazines and Laurent’s snacks in it and dragged them all to the foyer. She put Laurent’s laptop bag back in the bedroom with a snort.

The house had turned out so beautifully. Instead of the more rustic architecture of the other houses on the lake and the lodge, Laurent and Rain’s home was modern. Lots of glass and angles and Rain loved it. Her attached studio had skylights and opened to the shoreline of the lake. When she returned from the trip, she’d start to plant a wildflower garden along the back of the house.

The master suite looked out the rear of the lot into the forest and off to the side that didn’t have any houses. It was on the first level and had large glass-panel doors that slid into pockets in the wall so essentially the entire wall opened up to the outside. Rain wanted to take wildflowers and natural plants and fill their view with them. She’d chosen the stones to make the walk to the path on the north of the house that led to the main trail back to the other houses and the lodge—a blue-gray octagon-shaped stone—and it was in their garden shed waiting for the rain to let up so she could lay it.

There was another bedroom downstairs adjoining the master suite that would be the nursery. There were four more bedrooms upstairs and an office for Laurent next to Rain’s studio. It was home and Rain loved it more each day as they filled it up with memories.

Pulling the last suitcase into foyer, Rain straightened to watch Laurent walk up the path to their front door, smiling at her. He looked so relaxed and handsome, better than he had in months.

“Ready, baby?”

“Yep. The suitcases are here along with the carry-on and my purse. I have your magazines and book and that trail mix that Anna makes that you like so much. Oh and some Goldfish and Doritos too.” The man couldn’t live an hour without eating so she had lots of snacks to take on the flight.

He grabbed the suitcase and locked the door behind her. There were no roads on their side of the lake so Laurent brought the golf cart to carry their stuff in. The helicopter would land in the field abutting the lodge.

“Our fancy ride should be here in a few minutes. Ryan will pick us up from the airport. I’ll email him all our arrival details from Maui.”

“No you won’t. Your laptop is back at home. You promised that you wouldn’t do any work while we were gone. I made a copy of our itinerary for Andreas so Ryan can get all the info he needs from that. You can text them here and there. But you’ll be too busy fucking me to chit chat with your bro-friends.”

“You left my laptop at home?”

Rain looked at him, eyebrow raised. “And what would you use it for? I mean, we both
know
you’d never break your promise to me by working secretly and of course, you’ve got a lot of work to do with me. So what would you do with it?”

Laurent sighed. He knew he couldn’t win this argument. He pulled the cart into the shed and took their bags to the clearing and joined Rain, where she kissed the kids and their gathered friends goodbye.

“So?” Skye asked as Laurent approached.

Laurent pulled out his wallet and gave Skye a ten and another to Ryan. Ryan burst out laughing. “I knew it!”

“What’s going on, Laurent?” Rain asked.

“We bet him that you’d make him leave his laptop home. He said you’d buy his lame line about using it for fun and sending me the flight information,” Ryan said.

Rain raised an eyebrow at him. “Hmm, betting on me were you? You can make it up to me later,” she purred and turned back to her conversation with Emma.

Laurent felt his insides melt and he smiled at the thought of just how he would make it up to her.

“I hear the helicopter approaching, let’s get out there,” Rain said, hugging Emma and Kari one last time.

* * *

The flight to Maui was long. Rain slept, resting her head in the hollow of Laurent’s shoulder while he read his book and gobbled her lunch, his lunch and the snacks she’d brought.

The resort was secluded and they had a private beach cabin with a hot tub and outdoor shower on their lanai. Once they got settled Rain shrugged off her clothes and sauntered outside with a look over her shoulder at him. He growled and the fine hairs all over Rain’s body stood at attention. He tossed off his clothes and stalked toward her, his wolf showing in his eyes. She trembled with recognition of his feral nature, of their elemental desire for each other, as her pussy grew wet and her nipples hardened.

“Very daring,” he said in a husky whisper as he backed her against the side of the hot tub.

“The feel of the breeze on my skin is very enticing. You and me, naked and outside, it’s always a combination that does it for me,” she said slowly as her hands moved over the muscles on his chest.

He dropped to his knees and rubbed his face along her calves and thighs. Her hands twined through his hair. “I want you, Rain. Right here and right now.”

“Oh yes.” She moaned and he stood up and turned her so that she faced the hot tub. Deftly, he spread her legs apart and slid inside her and she gasped and arched her back, her head resting on his shoulder. He bent his knees and thrust into her and her body welcomed him home. Their combined energy whipped around them like a mini-tornado.

“Oh baby, you feel so good. I love you so damned much.” He growled and they both exploded and slowly sank to the ground in a heap of sweaty tangled limbs.

“This is the best vacation I’ve ever been on,” she joked and he chuckled.

* * *

Six days later a very nauseated Rain came back into the lodge, Laurent right behind her, looking concerned. Emma saw them and chuckled. “Welcome back, you two. I’ll go get my medical bag but I’m guessing you know the source of the nausea already.”

Laurent sighed. “She’s been sick for the last two days.”

Sean brought Rain some crackers and Anna bustled off to get her some tea. Emma took the blood test and beamed at them both. “Congratulations, you two!”

Laurent knelt before Rain and put his head in her lap. “Thank you, baby, you do me such a great honor.”

Rain caressed his face and then shoved him out of the way and ran to the bathroom.

* * *

Over the next months Laurent proceeded to treat Rain as if she was made of glass and she chafed at it. She had to postpone her involvement in the gender equality committee with the Supreme Council of Wolves until after the baby came. Her agreement to do so went a long way toward keeping Laurent calm and convinced she was safe. Still, her hormones flared, just as the other females had promised her, and Laurent wore a grin all day long.

Rain sauntered into the lodge one afternoon and saw him sitting with Skye and Andreas, drinking lemonade and playing cards. Her body tightened and the clarion call of her need rang through her.

“Laurent,” she said and he looked up and the others just sat back as the wash of sexual energy flowed over them. Rain projected even stronger now that she was pregnant.

Laurent stood and walked toward her, already hard. Her voice—her presence—made him want to take her every single time he thought of her or she came into view. Rain emanated such an earthy sexuality that his wolf rose each time she came near him. He could feel the waves of the consciousness separating his two halves vibrate. “Yes, baby?” he answered, reaching out and running his cheek along hers, the air shimmering with heat.

“I need you. Now.”

“Going to use the office,” Laurent murmured and they walked in the door and he kicked it closed.

Inside the office Laurent sat in his chair, foot braced so that it wouldn’t move. Skirt hiked up to her thighs, Rain lowered herself onto him and they both gasped. They’d already made love three times that day and Rain had shown no signs of being sated. He remembered Andreas whining about being sexed out when Kari was pregnant but so far Laurent was very happy with the situation. He woke her up each day by bringing her to pleasure at least twice and then making love to her. He went home at ten for a nice mid-morning lovemaking session and then again at lunch, at three and then before dinner, after dinner and at bedtime.

After their climax he helped her stand and cleaned up before putting his cock away. He grinned at her and caressed her stomach. She was three months along, only a month to go to her due date. They’d decided not to find out the gender of the baby but when Rain saw the ultrasound she
was
relieved she wasn’t carrying twins.

“Can you hold off for another hour or so?” He chuckled and she arched a brow.

“We’ll see,” she said and they went back out into the other room where Andreas and Skye still played cards.

“Hey, Snow White, feeling better now? I don’t think I’ve ever seen Laurent smile so much.” Skye chuckled and ran his face along Rain’s rounded belly. Things hadn’t changed between Rain and Skye after their night in Portland. There was a bit more teasing but she never felt uncomfortable with him and the vivid image of her mouth touching Skye’s as they both kissed Laurent’s cock would never leave her brain. In fact, it brought a new round of shivers and she had to look back at her man, wanting him all over again.

Laurent smiled even more broadly at that. “I seem to recall Andreas whining about Kari wanting sex so much when she got to this stage. I must have the stamina he lacked because I’m quite happy to take care of my beautiful Mate as many times a day as she wishes.”

“Well it’s hell on the electricity flow here at the lodge when you two go off to a closet or the bathroom or wherever. I had to buy new surge protectors for the computers,” Ryan said, coming into the room and giving Rain’s belly a caress. “It’s too bad you don’t need to bring in a relief pitcher, Laurent, I’d gladly volunteer for the job,” he said, winking at Rain.

Laurent growled but this time it seemed real and they all stilled and looked at him. Ryan put his hands up. “I apologize, Laurent, I was only joking.”

Laurent shook his head as if to clear it. “No, I apologize. I realize you were joking. The level of hormones Rain is putting out is very hard on my wolf, it’s got me feeling very predatory.”

“Oh goodness, I should go home. I’m causing trouble. I’m sorry,” Rain said, standing, and Skye gently pulled her back down. She’d noticed the little dust-ups and dominance displays when she was around and all the women had explained it was normal behavior and the males all seemed to work around it but it made her feel bad that she was the cause.

“No, lamb, don’t. Andreas was the same, actually worse I think, when Kari was pregnant the last time. Even calm and collected Sean was a snarling fool when Emma was pregnant. It comes with the territory.” He stroked his hands up and down her arms to calm her and it worked.

Laurent hugged Ryan then and reached out to touch Rain to comfort and reassure her but their fire flared and Andreas groaned.

“Enough! Kari won’t be home for hours.”

Rain, laughing, got up and took her leave before she jumped on Laurent again.

Still, as the weeks wore on Laurent became worse and Rain got hornier and grumpier, especially as her due date came and went without any sign that the baby was ready to be born.

The quarterly Gathering arrived and the lodge filled to bursting with celebrating wolves. The moon was full and high and the air was festive. Rain was on the couch, sitting with Emma, who had grown into her dearest friend. Perri and Skye sat across from them and Phillip, the dearest wolf ever, massaged Rain’s sore and swollen feet. Emma stroked through Rain’s hair rhythmically with a brush and Skye and Perri told stories to amuse her and to try to keep her mind off her discomfort.