Waiting for Wolves: BBW MMF Werewolf Shapeshifter Menage Romance (Shifter Grove Brides Book 5) (7 page)

This is crazy. What you’re doing is crazy.

And it was. She knew it. She’d answered a mail-order bride ad (what was this, the 1800s?!), she’d driven all the way from Georgia to Idaho, and she’d spent two damn days with these two hunky men and now she was ready and willing to fall into bed with them?!

Crazy.

And she totally loved it.

Argo slammed through the door and dropped the picnic basket haphazardly on the way. They found Cooper in the living room, spending a lazy afternoon in front of the couch.

“What the h—” the dark-haired wolf started, but his questions were quickly shushed by Argo going to him, pulling him on his feet and kissing him long and hard.

Claire gasped in surprise, her hand still in Argo’s as the two men kissed one another hungrily. If she’d thought she’d been aroused before, then she was practically drowning in her own juices now. Watching those two rough, strong, hard men kiss each other with such passion and knowing that there was plenty of that love about to head her way as well made her head spin.

She let her hand slip up along Cooper’s waist and chest, feeling his solid muscles through the fabric of his shirt as it slowly scrunched up under her palm. Cooper pulled away from the kiss and shared a look with Argo, their eyes hazed over with lust. She was practically vibrating on the spot, watching them.

Then, Cooper turned to face her and grabbed the back of her neck, kissing her now with equal desire as he had Argo. She faintly realized that Argo had pulled his shirt off and was undoing Cooper’s belt as she moaned into Cooper’s mouth, her nails raking down his chest in a feeble attempt to get all his clothes off of him
right now
.

The warning klaxons were going off in full force in her head, screaming sense at her. But she ignored them. Fuck those things. For all her life, she’d been good. Now, she wanted to be
bad
.

In a flurry of clothes and hands, they undressed each other. Claire thought she would pass out when she caught first glance of Argo’s cock and then Cooper’s, both impossibly large and hard, standing rigidly for her. Gingerly, her teeth sinking into her lower lip a little, she smoothed her fingertips over the jutting poles, whimpering. Cooper grabbed her by the wrist and made her latch her hand around his dick, hard, and she did the same for Argo, making both of the men groan.

“That’s it, baby. All yours,” Cooper hissed between clenched teeth as Argo caught her in another kiss.

Their cocks were so thick in her hands that her fingers barely met around them. Cooper’s curved slightly upwards and Argo’s was deliciously veiny, the bumps sliding under her palm as she stroked him. She was drowning in her juices, her wetness seeping through her panties. Argo had pulled off her shirt before she’d grabbed their cocks, but she was still wearing far too many clothes.

Cooper seemed to think the same, because he reached behind her back and unclasped her bra with one hand. She let go of both of the men and her bra was torn off her chest, revealing her ample chest. Claire gasped as she was pushed back gently until she was sitting on the couch, lifting her hips so Cooper could peel off her pants and panties.

Even she could smell the scent of her juices, and the wild looks on Argo’s and Cooper’s faces told her that they could as well. Argo’s eyes flashed golden for a second, reminding her that there was a hungry beast lurking under that cool, collected façade. His blue eyes bore through her and she reached for him, missing his mouth on hers.

Cooper kneeled before her and roughly parted her legs, throwing her thighs over his shoulders and pulling her down toward him. She yelped, but her protests were muffled by Argo’s sweet lips. She whimpered into the kiss, her hand finding his cock again and starting to rub it with increasing need. Cooper’s tongue lapped across her pussy lips and any rational, coherent thoughts were brushed out of her at that very instant, lost under the torrent of desire and lust she felt.

She groaned and bucked like a madwoman as Cooper’s talented tongue parted her pussy lips and swirled over her sensitive, swollen clit. He caught it between his teeth and pressed down just a little, sending shockwaves flying through her. Claire’s hand gripped Argo’s cock harder and her other hand reached for his hip, drawing him closer with one thought in mind.

“Is that what you want, Claire?” Argo asked, his deep voice raspy in her ears.

“Yes, please,” she moaned desperately, wanting that cock in her mouth right away.

He grunted his approval and got on his knees on the couch, his hard cock right in her face. Claire could feel tears welling up in her eyes from the mind-blowing way Cooper was eating her out, and she wanted to give back to them both in equal measure. Her lips locked over the head of Argo’s cock and she took him into her warm, welcoming mouth.

He was so big he made her lips stretch around him as she sucked him deeper, all the while gripping the couch as she tried to keep some semblance of self-control about her. Cooper was thrusting into her pussy with two fingers now, his strong hand spreading her wide open. Argo was pinching her aching nipples and grabbing her tits, pouring more fuel on the bad girl fantasies she had dancing around in her head.

The desire to have them both of them inside her was overwhelming. The air sang with their need, loud growls, sighs, and gasps piercing the otherwise calm, casual afternoon. The living room had turned into a scene right out of Claire’s deepest, darkest fantasies and it was blowing her mind in more ways than one.

She’d had boyfriends before, sure. And she’d liked having sex with them, but those awkward nights were nothing compared to what these hunks were making her feel now. She was gagging on Argo’s cock, wanting to take it in deeper, while Cooper finger-banged her into submission. It was all impossibly hot and if she didn’t know better, she’d be afraid of waking up any moment from this delicious daydream.

Just when the pressure was becoming too much to handle, her orgasm threatening to crash over her like a brick wall, Argo and Cooper both pulled out of her. Strong hands flipped her over and shifted her body, leaving her hanging over the armrest of the couch, her toes digging into the plush carpet and her elbows on the leather seats. The leather was already damp with their sweat. Argo got behind her and she squealed as he pressed the head of his cock to her entrance, just holding it there for a moment.

Cooper sat down in front of her. His hard cock was hovering right in her field of view, a drop of pre-cum balanced at the tip.

“One last chance to back out,” Cooper said with a teasing grin.

Claire looked up at him incredulously and then over her shoulder at Argo, who was grinding against her ever so slowly, coating his cock with her juices before pounding into her.

“I don’t want to back out. I want you. Both of you,” she said in earnest.

“Good,” Argo said with a strained chuckle.

Argo’s grip on her hips tightened and he pushed into her, splitting her pussy around his thick cock. Claire screamed out, but her mewls were muffled by Cooper’s cock in her mouth. Like it was the air she needed to breathe, Claire sucked on Cooper’s cock while her whole body rocked back and forth as Argo plowed into her, hard and deep.

The world floated away. All she could feel was the deep, intense satisfaction that came with being fucked just right. Her nails raked down Cooper’s thighs and Cooper was leaning back. His ridged abs pressed against her forehead whenever Argo thrust into her so deep that she was slammed forward, but she didn’t stop blowing Cooper for a second. The way both the men growled and grunted as she satisfied them made her buzz happily all over, not to mention the intense fucking they were giving her.

Her pussy contracted around Argo’s cock and she could feel the way Cooper was pulsing in her mouth as well. All three of them were so close to their release that she could almost touch it. The leather was slick with their sweat now and there were deep red marks on Cooper’s thighs where she clawed at him, but none of it mattered. Argo’s thrusts were becoming more and more ragged and hurried, and when he leaned in and kissed the back of her neck, catching the skin between his sharp teeth, both of them came violently.

Claire’s throat opened in a scream as she convulsed and spasmed, the orgasm taking over her functions. Argo gasped as he pumped his load into her, and when he pulled out Claire just about screamed with protest. Cooper lifted her head a little gently and pulled out of her mouth as well, taking over Argo’s place behind her. He plunged into her sopping-wet pussy, filling the void left by Argo.

Now, Claire was free to squeal and wail as much as she wanted, still riding the high of her release as Cooper drove her wild all over again. The last orgasm hadn’t even subsided when the tremors hit her again, brought on by the other wolf’s thick, meaty cock. It fit in so good, the slight curve hitting spots in her Argo hadn’t before, giving her a different but equally as amazing feeling.

Cooper rutted into her, slower than Argo had. When Claire looked over her shoulder, she saw Argo and Cooper sharing a long kiss, and Argo’s hands were on Cooper’s hips, directing his thrusts. The Alpha and the Beta, both fucking her like she deserved.

When Cooper spilled his load in her and pulled out, Claire’s spasms subsiding along with him, she felt so worn she doubted she could ever walk again. Her body felt completely limp and exhausted as Argo gently peeled her off the couch and into his arms. She whimpered into his shoulder, her chest rising and falling heavily, as he carried her to his bedroom with Cooper in tow. She was placed down on the soft, silk sheets and Argo and Cooper got into the bed on either side of her. She was spooned between the two most gorgeous men she’d ever met and neither one of them seemed to be getting quite enough of her.

“I think this must be what heaven feels like,” she purred softly, her forehead resting against Cooper’s and Argo’s lips kissing a trail up her neck.

Both of the men chuckled and Claire could feel sleep claiming her.

But she should have known that things couldn’t be that easy. When something was too perfect to be true, she could bet that there was someone on the way to come and mess it up.

CHAPTER NINE

Cooper

It was pitch black outside when Cooper’s eyes shot open, the golden gleam of the wolf within him flashing through his gaze. Instinctively, he growled, a deep sound that traveled through his body and emerged on his lips. Next to him, he felt Claire stir and toss a little and he quieted the foreboding sound within him to keep from waking her.

His eyes got used to the darkness and he glanced down at Claire, sleeping soundly with her hands fisted in the sheets. She looked so angelic, so peaceful and pure that for the tiniest second, Cooper forgot about the danger he felt lurking somewhere close. His eyes narrowed as he caught sight of the bed to the right of Claire, distinctly lacking the sleeping body of his other mate.

The fuck is he up to now,
Cooper thought to himself, slowly inching out of the bed so as not to wake up Claire.

He pulled on a pair of cotton sweatpants and closed the door behind him, letting out a breath as he heard it snap shut. The house was quiet and not a single light was on. Sensing that something was off, Cooper snuck through the house, quiet as a shadow.

He wasn’t sure what he was expecting to find. Argo asleep on the couch after watching football highlights for too long? That he’d left the room for a glass of water and Cooper had gotten spooked over nothing?

Both the living room and the kitchen were empty and Cooper’s usually smirking face was contorted with a scowl. He, Argo, and Claire had been enjoying their time together for a few days now. It was almost a week since Claire had arrived in Idaho and as far as Cooper was concerned, there was no way she could ever leave again. Their time was filled with good food, even better conversation, and absolutely fantastic sex. It quickly turned out that Argo’s trepidation that she might feel uncomfortable with the kind of affection Cooper and Argo shared was completely unfounded. If anything, it made her hotter and hungrier for them both.

All the stories that Cooper had heard from his parents and his older pack mates about how an Alpha triad worked had come true. He truly felt like Claire was the missing puzzle piece, the one thing that he and Argo had been missing to tie them together as an unbreakable whole. She fit in with them so easily that Cooper had to wonder how he’d existed, let alone lived, without Claire by his side and Argo’s.

And while he knew as much to be true for Argo, he could see a change in his mate as well. Argo seemed to stand taller and prouder now. Like the strength he was always meant to have was flooding back into him, filling him and making him better, faster, more cunning. It was a transformation that was both subtle and screamingly obvious to Cooper, who knew Argo better than anyone else.

With that came an ounce of trouble in their paradise. Cooper had seen it in Argo’s eyes. The time was drawing near when Argo would go out and see about staking his claim on what had once belonged to him. Cooper had caught him staring wistfully out of the window several times, or his train of thought unraveling as he caught sight of the mountain peak in the distance that marked the beginning of Longbrook lands. But while having Claire filled Argo with confidence that what he was doing was the right thing, it also doused Cooper in worry. Now, he and Argo had more to lose than ever before.

A lump formed in his throat as he saw something pass behind the closed glass door leading out onto the porch. He crept up to it and stared outside, seeing nothing but the full moon casting its eerie light on the yard. For a while, he stood there, watching, waiting. A thousand thoughts pounded through his head, the most prevalent of which being:
Where the hell is Argo?

Cooper unlocked the door and padded out onto the porch. The cool night air made the hairs on his body stand up and something struck him as off again, his wolf growling and thrashing within him. He wanted nothing more than to shift and go patrol the surroundings of his home and find what was causing his wolf to react so violently, but he couldn’t leave Claire alone.