Tristan's Lyceum Wolves (34 page)

“That was phenomenal!” Kalli exclaimed, letting the hot spray clean her skin. An oversized nozzle delivered the warm water into the open-aired shower which sat next to the outdoor Jacuzzi. Overwrought with both desire and exhilaration, she squealed in delight as Tristan delivered a spank to her bottom. “Hey, what’s that for?”

“I couldn’t resist with you wagging your tail at me like that all night. A man can only take so much. Seeing your wolf has given me some very naughty ideas…ones that I’m sure you’ll like,” he promised in a sexy low voice. Slipping out of the shower, he grabbed a clean beach towel off a hook and slung it around his waist, beads of water dripping off his lithe body. “I’m goin’ inside to get a few things. Go ’head and get in the hot tub, and I’ll be right out.”

Kalli sighed in anticipation, washing the last of the dirt off her skin. As usual, he’d been right about everything. She’d been ravenous when she’d attacked her prey, and then, with her aggression toward Mira, protecting her Alpha had been foremost in her wolf’s mind. And now desire for him raged like a wildfire. She had no idea what he was getting or planning but he’d damn well better hurry up.

Easing into the hot tub, she hissed as bubbling water caressed her in all the right spots. “Oh. My. God. This feels so good,” she declared, sinking in all the way up to her neck. Closing her eyes, she laid her head against the soft padding along the rim. A door opening caused her to lift her lids. Gloriously naked and erect, Tristan exited the house with a tray full of goodies. Food? Champagne? Something else that she couldn’t quite identify?

At this point the only sustenance she required was Tristan, as he was, and in her. She lazily smiled, watching him pour three glasses, presumably a third for Logan, who hadn’t yet arrived. She wondered if he was okay, given her fight with Mira. She knew the three of them had all been childhood friends, and she wished things could be different, but now that she had Tristan, she wasn’t letting some she-wolf try to push her away. There was a new sheriff in town, and she wasn’t going to tolerate Mira’s nasty interference.

Tristan lowered himself into the tub slowly, reaching for Kalli. The sexual tension between them crackled the air. She needed him, and so much more. And as promised, he was there for her.

“Come here, mon amour,” he purred into her shoulder, licking over his mark, sending a bolt of desire to her already pulsing core.

“Tristan, I am so….I can’t wait to have you in me, please,” she begged. Every nerve screamed for his touch.

“Yes, baby, I know. I know what you need.” He pulled her on top of him, so she sat straddling his legs. Reaching down between her legs, he brushed his thumb over her clit. He planned to take her hard and fast the first time.

She screamed at the brief caress of her nub. “Oh God, yes!”

“That better? How ’bout this?” Guiding his engorged head to her entrance, he pulled her downward, impaling her on his rock hard cock. So deep inside her, he filled her completely. “Ah yes, Kalli.”

“Yes, that’s it. Fuck me!” she screamed loudly into the night.

Knowing how to take the edge off, Tristan passionately captured her lips, sweeping his tongue into her mouth. Wrapping her long hair around his fist, he kissed her, engrossed in her ambrosial essence.

Kalli returned his bruising kiss, sucking and biting. As the animalistic excitation overtook her being, she took all he gave and demanded even more. “Oh yes! Harder! Yes! Tristan! So close!”

“That’s it. Yeah, take me all in. Feel how hard you make me.” Seeking to give her the release she needed, he slid his hand in between her legs. Circling and pressing against her ripe nub, he felt her convulse around him. “Let it go.”

As he applied pressure to her sensitive pearl, she flew apart, screaming his name, grinding herself hard against his pelvis. In the heat of her climax, she extended her canines and bit deep into Tristan’s shoulder, effectively claiming him forever. A part of her wished it could have been a gentle process, but her wild territorial wolf insisted she claim him on her terms, deliberately carnal. There could be no mistaking her intentions.

Tristan nearly split in half as she marked him. The pleasure of her bite racked through him and he struggled not to come. “Yes, Kalli. I’m yours,” he grunted through the sweet pain.

Kalli laved over her bite, resting her head upon his shoulder, while he remained stiff inside her. Feeling unchained, she could feel the ache start to build once again.

Tristan sucked her neck, kissing behind her ear. “Goddess, I love you, woman. You feel so good around me.”

“I love you too,” she moaned as she relaxed against him.

“Rest a minute, chérie; we’re just getting started.” He looked up to find Logan smiling at him from across the hot tub; he’d been watching them make love. Like Kalli and Tristan had done, he was taking a shower.

Kalli caught a glimpse of Logan as he tilted his head back and closed his eyes to rinse the bubbles off his taut skin. Like a sculpted statue in a fountain, water sluiced off his corded muscles. The sight of him rubbing his hands over his hard masculine form caused her sheath to clench even tighter around Tristan.

Intellectually, she knew that whatever sexual feelings she had toward Logan were only driven by the extraordinary experience of learning to shift with the pack. Tristan had warned her that this would happen. She wasn’t in love with Logan, in any sense of the imagination, but the overwhelming sexual attraction of the night pulled at her. A pang of guilt stabbed her, aware that her libido was out of control. Mortified at her hidden desires, she buried her face into Tristan’s shoulder, looking away. God help her, she wanted to make love to them both tonight.

Tristan felt Kalli vise around him, her eyes darting to Logan. Sensing her interest, he was torn between finishing what they’d started and wanting to wait for Logan to join them. Loving his beta and his mate, he sought to exhaust her heightened sex drive in unison, certain that it would prove to be both a wondrous and provocative adventure. His most visceral animal instincts encouraged the sexual interaction; he loved them both unconditionally and as Alpha, whatever happened, both Kalli and Logan would be under his command.

He smiled down at her, appreciating that she was truly a babe in the woods when it came to living as wolf. It was no longer about secretly shifting once a month to get it over with…no, she was learning how to saturate her mind with the experience, learn the power of the pack and accept the happiness that came with being wolf. Their mating would be both a life affirming and life changing experience, one that would eventually affect every member of Lyceum Wolves. Nothing would ever be the same, and he didn’t want it any other way. And while for most of his life, he’d never imagined or wanted a mate, he knew for certain that now he had Kalli in his life, he’d never be able to live without her.

Tristan slid out of her, but still kept her pulled against him in an embrace. “It’s okay, Kalli, I want this too,” he whispered into her ear. “Remember that nothing will happen that you don’t want to happen.”

“I am out of control,” she confessed, refusing to look at him.

“No you’re not. You’re just in touch with the pack and your shift. It’s all good. Nature, baby, remember? Next time you run with the pack, you’ll still feel a little bit like this, but you’ll have better control. I promise I’ll take care of you. Tonight, just enjoy how you feel, how we make you feel.”

“As opposed to feeling like I could crawl out of my own skin just to get off,” she joked, finally looking him in the eyes. “God, I really am a wolf in heat.”

“Hmm, not yet, but someday. And I won’t lie, I am looking forward to that, chérie,” he purred. The thought of her pregnant with his children tugged at his heart. She’d make a wonderful mother.

“Don’t even tell me what will happen when I go into heat. All I know is that I can’t keep my hands to myself as it is. I can’t believe the dirty thoughts running through my head,” she laughed. “Are you sure this is normal?”

“Perfectly. Now does someone need another lesson in trust?” he asked with a chuckle, aware of all the naughty things he planned to do to her lovely little body in just a few short minutes.

“I suppose I do,” she teased back, kissing his cheek softly. “You were planning on teaching me, Alpha?”

“Hey people,” Logan interrupted with a smile. “Looks like I’m missing all the fun.”

“Hey yourself,” Kalli replied as she drank in the view of his glistening body.

“Come on in, bro,” Tristan called over to him; a look of mutual understanding passed between them. They’d discussed in detail how the shift would affect Kalli and others in the pack. As leaders, they were ultra-aware of the implications of adding another pack member and the side effects of Kalli’s shift. While it was unusual to be a lone wolf as Kalli had been, it wasn’t unheard of, so they knew what to expect.

Logan languidly slid into the hot water, groaning in pleasure. “Oh man, that feels good.”

“Yes it does. You know what feels even better?” Tristan raised an eyebrow at him. “Hold her for me, will you? I want to rub her feet. My girl ran hard tonight.”

Kalli’s heart pounded, hearing Tristan offer her up to Logan like a piece of roast beef.
What the hell was he doing? Trust, trust, trust.
Oh God, she knew she should trust Tristan after everything they’d been through, but he wasn’t making it easy.

Tristan pulled her toward him once again and gently kissed her. “You’re okay, chérie. Now give me your feet.” Easily maneuvering Kalli’s small frame, he set her so that her back was against Logan’s chest. “That’s it. Just relax and let us take care of you.”

Logan didn’t attempt to touch Kalli; he simply let her rest against him as if she was sitting in a chair. They both kind of just relaxed into the hot steam.

But once Tristan went to work on the insoles of her feet, Kalli gave a satisfying moan. “Oh my, that feels amazing. Please, do not ever stop.” Letting her head loll back onto Logan’s chest, she closed her eyes.

Tristan smiled at Logan, who was waiting for instructions. “Logan, why don’t you massage our little wolf? She did so well tonight, don’t you think?”

Logan returned the smile, given permission to touch her. “Yes she did. And I must say that I enjoyed watching her go all alpha, standing her ground.”

“What a bitch,” Kalli snapped. “I know you guys are friends, but I’m not backing down.”

“Nor should you,” Tristan agreed. “But that shouldn’t have happened tonight, because I asked Logan to keep the pack away. You are a ferocious girl, you know that. But really, Mira damn well knows that she shouldn’t have approached me out there, especially since I claimed you. I’m sure her submission did not sit well with her, but Mir’s ego will survive.”

“Yeah, I’m really sorry about that, man, but I thought you guys were on your way out of the spring. But damn, if watching your woman growl didn’t turn me on,” he chuckled. “Dominance is hot.” He wiggled his eyebrows, and they all laughed.

Logan gently took his hands to Kalli’s shoulders, moving slowly down her arms. When he finally reached her fingers, he moved to her hips, adjusting her so the firm ridge of him nestled in her bottom. Sliding his palms up her belly, he finally arrived where he wanted. Collecting her tantalizing breasts in both hands, he gently squeezed them.

Kalli’s pulse raced in arousal. Her eyes flew open to Tristan, who watched her intently.

“Breathe, Kalli,” he reminded her. “Goddess, you are so radiant tonight. Seeing you in Logan’s hands…it really turns me on, baby.”

At his words, arousal took flight within her once again. The predatory look in Tristan’s eyes made her pussy tighten. She wanted him in her again. Having Logan touch her while he watched, only served to ramp up her desire even more.

“She’s so soft,” Logan commented to Tristan as he placed a kiss to her ear. The evidence of his growing arousal pressed up against her backside and Kalli squirmed in excitement.

Running his palms from the tips of her toes to the inside of her thighs, Tristan brushed over her mound then pulled away again, edging her up with desire. Hearing her breath catch as he nearly touched the heart of her sent a surge of blood to his groin. “Logan, sit up on the edge. I need to taste her…that’s it,” he encouraged.

Using his muscular thighs, Logan pushed up so that he and Kalli sat along the wide border of the hot tub. Bared to the night, Kalli sucked a breath as the cool air hit her skin; her exposed ripe peaks hardened.

Like a lion stalking his prey, Tristan’s eyes locked on hers, advancing until he pushed both Kalli’s and Logan’s knees wide open, his face mere inches from the apex of her thighs.

“Hmm…such a pretty pussy, look, Logan. She’s so wet for us, aren’t you Kalli?” Tracing his forefinger through her slick folds he stroked up and down, avoiding her swollen center.

In the past, Kalli would have been offended at such dirty talk, but Tristan’s words sent her into overdrive. No longer a scared and timid human wannabe, she sought to experience all and everything Tristan offered. Logan’s hands continued to massage her, now paying special attention to her nipples, rolling them between his forefingers and thumbs. Kalli pushed her hips upward seeking his mouth, unable to wait. She strained as Tristan’s breath brushed over her lips.

“Tristan, please, don’t tease me,” she begged.

As much as Tristan wanted to draw out her pleasure, he knew that tonight of all nights, she desperately craved release. Her body would be on fire with arousal and he planned to drench her in his love. Darting his tongue forward, he licked open her seam and pushed two firm fingers up into her at the same time.

“Yes!” Kalli screamed.

“You taste so sweet,” he mumbled into her wetness. Circling her with his tongue, he dragged a flat broad stroke against her golden flesh. He lapped at her honeyed cream, gently taking her into his lips. Turning his fingers upward, he petted along the long strip of nerves that ran deep inside her.

“There, oh yes, there,” she confirmed. Writhing, she raked both hands through his hair, clasping him to her. As he wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked, her orgasm slammed into her hard. She fought for air, shaking in Logan’s arms as Tristan continued to pull on her little peak, draining every last wave from her.