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Nath snarled his approval. Very few women had ever shown him
any sexual aggression. Okay, two—and even that might be stretching it. He
snarled again and smiled when Fina flexed her fingers, squeezed his ass hard
then trailed her fingernails lightly over his skin. He shivered and his smile
widened. If he counted up the hours he’d spent with other lovers, teaching them
how he liked to be touched, what he wanted, how to love him, he’d weep with
frustration because practically none of them could bring themselves to follow
through. He wasn’t intimidating like Cutler. He was the nice guy yet the women
he’d had sex with had simply been unable to do anything but roll over and
submit to him. The two that hadn’t, well, they’d left him with a bad taste in
his mouth when he figured out they’d used him to make his brother jealous.

He eased one of Fina’s legs up, straight over his shoulder,
and began thrusting slow and deep. Her hands on his butt felt good…really good.
She pulled him into her, squeezed him just hard enough to make him need to take
her faster. When her tongue swept his lips he kissed her hard and thoroughly.

“
Fina,
” he gasped when he broke the kiss off to draw
air into his burning lungs. “Damn but you make me crazy.” He brushed her wild
curls off her forehead, framed her face in his hand and stared down at her.
Sinking harder into her clinging heat, he heard her gasp, saw her lids get
heavy and felt her hands slide over the sweat gathering on his body. Her sheath
held him like the sweetest vise, every second inside her was paradise and he
trembled when his balls bounced off her soft ass. She smelled so good and felt
so warm and small beneath him. His cock got even harder when he breathed her
in.

Straightening, taking his weight on his elbows and lifting
himself off the delightful, rubbing cushion of her breasts, Nath let his chest
hover over her mouth.

“Mark me, Fina,” he said in a voice that was as compelling
as it was gentle.

She shook her head then blushed like she hadn’t meant to do
that. “It’s my choice,” she gasped. “Who I mate with. When…” Her voice trailed
off and she moaned when Nath sped up his strokes, rotating his hips so he
ground against her clit at the end of each one.

“You made that choice in the shower, Fina,” he reminded her
harshly. “You promised yourself to me. Don’t make me ask a second time for what’s
mine.”

Blinking, Fina raised her eyes to his. Her mouth thinned
then it relaxed. This time she nodded, anchored her hands around his shoulders
and pulled him down to her. “You are my mate,” she whispered and her words
stirred the fine whorls of hair on his chest, warmed the skin beneath. She
nudged him with her nose and breathed on him again. “You’re my choice.”

Nath took a deep breath, trying to prepare himself for the
pain, then made a sound that was more bellow than howl when she bit him.
Flinging his head wildly, he gnashed his teeth and howled again. It hurt—a
lot—but the pain quickly evolved into a deep, overwhelming, dark pleasure. He
drove his cock into her hard and fast. His belly punched into hers, his thigh
slid against her sweat-moistened one. Cream spilled out of her, wet her ass and
his balls, making him snarl and howl again.

Her saliva stung and he felt it deep inside him now. The
pain made his teeth ache and he ground them together in a futile attempt to
make it stop. Still his hips pumped in a furious, determined rhythm.

Like the pain and pleasure warring and morphing inside him,
the man and the wolf each reveled and fucked. Nath and his wolf had never
shared full consciousness before, never equally shared physical sensation. One
always ceded control to the other. For the first time, they were wholly one.
The being driving into its mate was instinctual and sentient. All his senses
were heightened beyond human ranges but despite the exquisite sensory overload,
Nath retained the presence of mind to slide his forearm under Fina’s neck and
lift just enough to keep her fresh bite mark from rubbing against the linens.

He also kept her teeth embedded in his skin. Snarling,
panting with pain, he wept at the glorious pleasure of it. His mate, his
perfect Fina, was his. And he was hers. Her leg pressed back into her breast,
making it flatten and swell. The other rocked against his ribs, soft, hot and enticing.
Her hands were still on his arms, holding him tight, keeping him close. Blood
smeared her lips and the wolf inside her growled in warning and triumph as it
tasted him.

Nath wanted to rub her clit, drive her to the same climax
that was making the base of his spine, the base of his balls, tingle. He didn’t
need to. Her tight, wet channel rippled along his length, making him tremble
all over. His next stroke came hard and fast and she rippled around him again.
Lifting his eyes, clenching his teeth against the pain tearing into his
pectoral, Nath roared, tipped his hips so the head of his shaft rubbed the
front wall of her pussy and watched her cheeks, throat and chest bloom with
color. Beneath him Fina twisted, bit hard enough to freshen the tears in his
eyes then screamed savagely. Ripping her teeth out of his flesh, she started to
shake. Her sheath bore down on him so tight it hurt. Grip. Release.

Moaning, trembling, weak with pain yet shored by his wolf’s
stores of animal energy, Nath drove into her one last time, held himself taut,
strained for the mouth of her womb and let his seed surge up from his balls and
pump into her convulsing body. With each surge, his hips rocked forward with
short, digging strokes. Finally his ecstasy began to fade and the sensations
were too much. Exhausted and hurting, he slid his cock out of her wetness,
managed to hold his weight up on his shaking arms a second longer then dropped
down on his back beside her.

He was still panting when a breast nudged his ribs. Pain
made his wolf snarl a warning. Fina moved closer to him despite that. Sliding
up and over him gingerly, she flicked her hair to the side and gently licked
the four long tears at the very top of his pectoral muscle. She lapped up the
last drops of blood that oozed out of his wounds as they were sealed by the
healing properties of her saliva. When the pain faded, Nath took a deep breath
and willed his body to relax. He stroked her hair, her face, her back—carefully
avoiding the fresh bite on her shoulder.

When he was clean, when all traces of blood on his skin and
around her mouth were gone, she laid her head on the right side of his chest
and pressed her lips to him.

“That was…brutal.” Fina shuddered, obviously troubled by how
violently she’d torn into him. Maybe even appalled. “I shouldn’t have let
myself lose control like that.”

The pressure of his finger on her chin tipped her head up to
his. “I was on top, remember? I held you down, made you keep biting. Maybe not
one of my more intelligent choices but my wolf sure loved it to hell and back.”
He eased an arm around her and kissed her forehead. “So did I. There’ll never
be any doubt in my mind who I belong to, Fina Whitesage. Or who belongs to me.”

Cutler’s last call of the day was a brawl at the high school
just beyond his pack’s land—although still inside his county. The kids might be
human but they backed down pretty fast when he waded in, growling and snarling
warnings about what would happened to them if they didn’t stop. Now.

After he confiscated a few cell phones and watched how the
fight started—he sure didn’t miss the old days when he had to interview
everybody and try to figure out who was the biggest liar—he hauled four skinny
fifteen year olds down to the station. He wasn’t going to charge them, he was
planning on having a chat with their parents. Cutler made it clear he expected
to see fireworks when they came in to claim their kids. No fireworks and he
would
press charges. None of the parents let him down.

When he pulled his marked SUV in front of the house, he
spotted Nath’s hybrid in the drive. He tapped his fingers on the steering
wheel. He’d known Nath would be coming back from a five-day trek today. He’d
known Fina had planned on dropping Ryan off for a sleepover at Trudy’s. He’d
been confident he could handle sharing his mate with his brother, choosing to
let his love for Nath override his wolf’s instinctive need for control.

Problem was, he wasn’t quite as sure as he’d been that
morning when he left for work.

Taking a deep breath, he switched off the ignition, grabbed
his hat off the passenger seat and headed for the front door.

He shut it behind him more quietly than he normally would
and scented the air. Sex. Oh yeah. A lot of it. He sniffed again and was
surprised when his cock twitched. Cutler hung up his hat, toed off his boots,
secured his sidearm in the lockbox set into the closet wall and followed his
nose.

The house was quiet and felt empty. Glancing at his watch,
he realized he was late for his evening chores. His nose led him to Fina’s
bedroom and he inhaled slowly, sorting through the smells. The faintest smells
were Fina’s and his—the way they’d smelled after making love that morning. Next
came a whiff of Nath—the way Nath smelled after a trek—smoke and pine. That
scent trail disappeared into the bathroom. On top of that he thought he smelled
Nath again. Cutler wasn’t sure at first because what he smelled was his brother
and Fina’s soap mixed together. His mouth thinned for a moment. Nath had
showered, probably with Fina. He didn’t need to check the towels to confirm
what his nose told him.

Cutler stood beside the bed. The scents there told the whole
story. Fina and his brother. Her cream and his semen, their sweat. Her blood
and his. The freshest smells were new although he didn’t have to be psychic to
identify the subtle, cell-deep changes their mating had left on their bodies.
He ran his hand through his short hair and bared his teeth. He hadn’t expected
it to be this hard. Had he made a mistake? Cutler sat down on the bed and
dropped his forehead into his hands. Would he harm his brother? Would he break
Fina’s heart by banishing, even killing her other mate?

Not today anyway. Straightening his back, Cutler stood and
walked out of the room, tracking their scent. He’d find them, talk to them. The
three of them were in this together and the three of them would work it out.
Sensitivity wasn’t his strong suit but he was good at compassion. It would be
enough.

As he walked past the cattle paddock Cutler noted fresh hay
in the feeder, corn in the trough and a few cows munching contentedly. He
headed for the barn. The chickens had been fed. Despite the bleating sheep, his
wolf’s ears registered a woman’s laugh, soft and throaty. Fina’s. He walked
faster.

It was dark, cool and quiet inside the barn. Listening very
hard, he picked up the faint beating of two hearts coming from the loft
overhead. He climbed the wooden ladder until his head and shoulders rose above
the floor.

His brother was naked, reclining on a stack of straw bales.
One of the big winter coats they kept up there was beneath him and he was
leaning back on his elbows. His legs were spread wide. Clothing was scattered
around him. Fina was on her knees in front of him, his cock was in her mouth,
her hand was on his balls. Her naked breasts rocked as she swallowed him.

“You’re beautiful,” Nath murmured. He touched her face,
brushed her hair back and smiled. “Run your tongue around the head. That’s it,
sweetheart. Damn that feels good,” he sighed and his head dropped back. “The
top of your tongue then the bottom. Yeah. Tease me with the different textures.”

Cutler’s jaw dropped. It wasn’t so much what he was seeing
but his reaction to it. He climbed up another two rungs and stopped. His cock
was getting hard, fast. The last thing he’d expected was to be turned on
watching his sexy little mate with another man. Well, not
any
man. Some
instinct told Cutler if it was any other man teaching her how to give head he’d
be ripping throats out first and taking names later. End of discussion.

But something about it being Nathaniel made it…acceptable.
An exceptional male in his own right, Nath deserved a mate as exceptional as
Fina. She’d been through so much. Tough enough to not just survive but to
evolve into a powerful, assertive top bitch, she was more than capable of
handling two hot-headed, dominant males. Hell, she deserved to be loved by more
than one male. Nath stroked Fina’s shoulder and Cutler swallowed. Through his
eyes, he felt the softness of his mate’s skin. Because it was his brother doing
the touching, Cutler figured the bond between them let him share in the
experience. It felt like he got to touch Fina and watch at the same time. And
that was hotter than hell.

Nath cupped her breast, rubbed her nipple and Cutler’s balls
cramped so hard he had to lean forward and grit his teeth. With a low hiss, he
adjusted his cock. It was pinned down between his thigh and pant leg and he
wrestled it free before it bent in half. When he looked up, Fina’s head had
turned a little to the side. She was watching him. Her blue eyes were big and
expressive. She looked so fucking hot with the head of his brother’s cock
moving back and forth inside her mouth, distending her cheek.

“Wrap your hand around the base. Hold it tight.” Nath’s
voice was calm and encouraging.

He’d always been a natural teacher, Cutler remembered with a
jolt of surprise. It was one of the reasons his ecotourism business was so
successful. Tromping through the woods for eight hours wasn’t all that fun when
it came down to it. Nath had a knack for keeping his clients entertained and
amused as he educated them. It explained why his repeat customer rate was over
eighty percent.

“Tighter, sweetheart. Yeah. Set my teeth on edge.”

Cutler gulped and stared. He wondered what his pack would
think if they found out their sheriff was a voyeur. Hot damn. He could just see
the posters come election time.

“Damn that’s good. Now I want you to take a breath, relax
your throat and let me slip deeper. Take it slow and easy, sweetheart. Just
stay relaxed and stop when it feels uncomfortable.”

Cutler gulped again. Fina’s brow furrowed in concentration
as she slid her mouth down over Nath’s cock. Her bare ass tipped up with the
movement and her pretty little feet crossed at the ankles. When she turned red
and balked, Nath stopped her by touching her forehead. He shifted the position
of her hand, wrapped it higher up his cock so it acted as a brake. She slid her
mouth back up to the crown.

“Try again, slower this time,” Nath coached. “Stop when you
run into your hand.” He winked at her. “It’ll get easier with practice. I’ll
work with you every chance I get,” he added ribaldly then gasped when she
chuckled with his cock in her mouth. “Try again,” he whispered and leaned back
on his elbows.

Cutler squeezed his erection through his sturdy uniform
pants as he watched her head drop down over Nath’s loins, over and over. Nath
finally stopped her by putting his hands on either side of her face.

“Now lick my balls, sweetheart.” He held his cock against his
belly, spread his knees farther and slid forward on the bale until his nuts
hung down between his thighs. “Yeah. Oh yeah. Pet them. Use your hands.” He
inhaled sharply. “Easy. That’s better,” Nath sighed and he sounded relieved. “Suck
one. Take it in your mouth, run your tongue around it…” His voice drifted off
and his head dropped back. When he lifted it back up, he looked straight into
Cutler’s wide, staring eyes.

“Don’t just stand there playing with yourself,” he called
out. “Get over here and give our woman some attention.”

A slow grin spread over Cutler’s face. He finished climbing
the ladder and walked toward them, undoing his shirt.

Nath growled and touched Fina’s hair. “Wrap your fingers
around my cock, sweetheart, and jerk me off while you’re licking my nuts.”

While he unbuckled his belt, Cutler watched her stroke his
brother. When Nath’s abdominals clenched, he could practically feel how good
her mouth felt. For a while there he’d had his doubts but since he’d benefit
from his brother’s fellatio lessons, who was he to complain? He stripped off
his shirt, toed off his boots, dropped his pants and shorts onto the untidy
pile around Nath and Fina and fell to his knees behind her.

He touched her back. For a moment Cutler looked at the fresh
bite on Fina’s shoulder. It sat high on the left side. It was almost a twin for
the fading scar on the other side. He bent forward and nuzzled the soft skin
between her shoulder blades. There was a rightness about Nath biting her where
he did. He hadn’t trespassed on Cutler’s territory, he’d shared it. They’d
marked her equally, although the bite on the upper left side of his brother’s
chest was jagged, ugly and looked damn painful. Cutler was grateful he’d gotten
off as easy as he did. He reached around Fina, cupped her breasts and stroked
them lovingly.

“I missed you today,” he murmured.

“Me, hmm?” Fina murmured. There was a teasing note in her
voice. She lifted her head from between Nath’s legs. “All of me? Not just them?”
She touched one of Cutler’s hands as he squeezed her breasts.

“All of you,” Cutler chuckled. He kissed her back once more
then ran his hands between her legs.

“Hey. Sweetheart.” Nath bounced the tip of his finger off
her nose. “Less talking. More head,” he teased, grinning so hard his dimples stood
out. He cupped her face in his hands and gently drew her back to him.

Fina shifted restlessly when Cutler stroked her pussy,
nudged her clit, circled her anus with his fingertip. Distracted, she didn’t
seem to notice she was taking Nath’s cock deeper into her mouth every few
strokes. It was like she’d forgotten she had a gag reflex as she cupped his
balls then ran her fingernails over his belly. When she pinched Nath’s nipples,
Cutler groaned.

“Damn, Fina. You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever known,” he growled
and sank two fingers into her pussy. “And you’re really wet.”

“Yeah. I know,” Nath piped up. He wriggled his eyebrows and
grinned at Cutler. “You’re welcome.”

Cutler shot him a look then shrugged. He worked his fingers
in and out of Fina’s clinging sheath. His other hand stayed on her clit,
rubbing it gently and giving it a playful flick every now and then. It was Nath’s
turn to stare and the centers of his eyes expanded as he sat up to watch his
brother’s fingers slide into her. When she squirmed her ass back at him, Cutler
slid his fingers out of her, kissed each of her butt cheeks then took hold of
his cock and lined it up with her core.

“Fuck that’s hot,” Nath whispered and he stared as the head
of Cutler’s tool disappeared inside their mate’s body.

Nodding in agreement, Cutler held on to Fina’s hips and
pressed into her. He snarled. She was tight and hot but not as tight as this
morning. He actually preferred it. He was a big man and he’d always worried he’d
tear his much smaller mate. After fucking Nath all day Fina was wet, snug and
wriggling back into him. He loved her enthusiasm.

Nath moaned and leaned back again. “Wet your finger,
sweetheart.” His voice was rough. “Use your mouth. Make it good and wet. Then
put it in my ass.”

She lifted her head, tipped it to one side, and Cutler could
feel the hesitancy in her. But he knew she liked having her ass played with.
Loved it when he teased her there. Obligingly, Fina doused her middle finger
with saliva and pressed it to Nath’s anus. He lifted one leg and rested his
bare foot on her uninjured shoulder.

“That’s it. Good, sweetheart.” He took a breath and his face
relaxed. “Now tip your finger up. Point it right at the base of my cock. Keep
going. Slow. Almost there.” Nath groaned and his back arched. Fina froze. “Don’t
stop. Please,” he begged and lay back down on the bale.

“You hit his prostate,” Cutler whispered. He leaned forward
and licked her ear. “One of a guy’s major hot spots. Stroke it nice and easy
with the tip of your finger…kind of a come-hither motion,” he added helpfully,
excited at the prospect of Fina doing the same thing to him later that evening.
“That little spongy spot. Suck his dick at the same time.” He kissed her ear,
straightened and resumed the slow, teasing shuttle of his cock in her pussy.

Nath groaned again and levered himself up on his elbows so
he could watch Fina blow him while his brother fucked her hot little cunt. She
rocked gently between the two of them, dictating the cadence of their joining,
then began to pick up speed.

Running his hands up and down her body, not controlling her,
Cutler let his mate pleasure herself at her own pace. He squeezed her breasts
then her thighs, rubbed her clit while his brother moaned. Grinning ferally,
Cutler watched her pussy swallow up his hard-on, felt her wetness squeeze him
just right, heard the sexy little mewling sounds she made with the head of Nath’s
cock in her mouth. He’d never done anything this wild or this hot. Ever. It
felt like he loved the two of them even more than he had that morning.