“You’re lying, brat. The scent of your arousal is getting stronger with every second.” He slid both hands upward until he was cupping her lace-covered breasts. “You know that shifter alphas sometimes share their mates with their unmated pack members.” Her nipples peaked against his palms, and her breath caught in her throat. “I think you’d like that,” he continued.
“I’m not your mate,” she choked out.
“Not yet.”
“Not ever.”
“How about you go ahead and think that while we make you come?”
A shaky whimper escaped her parted lips as he pinched her nipples.
“Say no, and they leave. Say yes, and we worship every inch of your body.”
She should say no. She knew she should. What kind of woman had sex with three brothers? With three shifters? But she wanted to. She wanted to know what it would be like. And what would it matter? She’d be gone soon anyway, and she’d hate to spend the rest of her life wondering.
With a maelstrom of wild butterflies bombarding her stomach, she nodded. “Yes.”
Chapter Five
“You won’t regret it,” Caleb whispered in her ear.
Nervous energy washed over her. She sure as hell hoped not.
Someone leaned forward and tenderly kissed her lips, slowly claiming her mouth, thrusting his tongue, mimicking the motion Caleb had resumed as he fucked her pussy. His hands were still at her breasts. He flicked open the clasp of her bra and peeled back the cups, revealing her aching, swollen flesh to his brothers.
She opened her eyes as Ethan lifted his lips from hers in time to see both men staring at her chest and stroking their cocks through their pants. Jake reached out and touched her, brushing his thumb over her distended nipple. She shuddered at the simple caress, bearing down on Caleb’s cock. His hands dropped to her waist, as his brothers climbed onto the couch and descended on her nipples, each drawing one into the heated recesses of their mouths.
Her back arched, and she didn’t even bother trying to stifle the scream that burst from her. She struggled to get her arms free. She needed to touch them. Caleb pulled her blouse from her body, releasing her arms at last.
“One of these days, I’m gonna tie you up for real,” he promised darkly.
She buried her hands in Ethan and Jake’s hair as they sucked on her nipples, teasing her with tongues and teeth; all the while, she imagined being bound to Caleb’s bed, at their mercy. Hopefully, it was one hell of a big bed.
Ethan and Jake each climbed on the couch and she reached for their belt buckles. Jake impatiently began loosening his belt and shoved his pants down, freeing his cock. She wrapped her fingers around the heated length while opening Ethan’s fly with her other hand.
She could barely think. Caleb continued to slowly work himself in and out of her pussy. No matter how many times she shoved her hips back, demanding more, he just kept the same, maddening pace.
Ethan slipped his free hand along her belly, downward to toy with her clit. Finding the little bundle of nerves, he circled it with his thumb, barely touching it as he traced around it.
And Jake reached around her, skimming his hand down her back until he reached her ass. Lifting his mouth from her breast, he looked at her. “Somebody got her ass paddled. Were you a bad girl?” Before she could answer, he slid his hand down between her and Caleb until he reached her anus. Capturing her nipple in his mouth again, he stroked the puckered hole, teasing the sensitive flesh while she writhed between the three men.
The stimulation was too much. Tautly coiled sensation twisted in her abdomen and fissions of pleasure raced over every nerve ending, drawing her need tighter until it slammed into her, knocking her free from her mooring. For several long moments, she felt weightless, adrift in a sea of bliss.
Caleb pulled from her still-spasming channel and urged her to the floor while he and his brothers followed suit. Nudging her knees a little further apart, Caleb slid inside her again, and she groaned at the sensation of him sliding through her swollen channel. She couldn’t believe it, but she was ready for more. She’d lost track of how many times she’d come tonight, but she still wanted more. She needed more.
Ethan and Jake knelt in front of her. With Caleb, helping her keep her balance by holding her steady, she grasped their shafts, taking one after the other into her mouth. Caleb groaned behind her, and she wondered if he regretted not letting her go down on him earlier. He shafted her harder while she sucked on his brothers. A cock in her pussy and one in each hand. When had she become so wanton? Pretty much from the moment Caleb had touched her, she supposed.
Ethan leaked pre-cum across her tongue, and she swallowed it down, urging him to give her more.
“Take him deeper,” Caleb demanded. “Take him deeper, and I’ll fuck you harder.”
Finally.
Jake wrapped her hair around his fist, pulling it back from her face, so they could all watch, she assumed. Fine by her. Let them see. Caleb had been right when he’d insisted it had turned her on to be watched. She never would have imagined that about herself, but after tonight, she had to admit that it was true.
Jake kept a tight grip on her hair, and it pulled a bit as she took Ethan farther into her throat. But that small sting of pain didn’t dissuade her. If anything, it made her more desperate to make Ethan lose control.
“Gorgeous,” Jake breathed as he watched, stroking his cock with his free hand.
Ethan was close. She could feel it. He tried to pull back, but she refused to let him go, sucking harder. He stiffened, and on a groan, spilled down her throat. Caleb’s fingers convulsed on her hips as he pounded into her.
Letting Ethan slip from her mouth, she turned to Jake and fully engulfed him, swallowing around his shaft as she took him deeper. His hips jerked as he held her head, fucking her mouth with short, shallow strokes.
“So good,” he whispered. “So damn good.”
Gripping him firmly around the base, she took him further, while Caleb’s thrusts grew faster. She’d guess his control was hanging by a thread. Good.
Brenna lashed the head of Jake’s cock with her tongue and carefully ran her teeth over the sensitive flesh.
“Holy fuck, Brenna!”
If she could have smiled, she would have. It was a giddy feeling to wield this kind of power over three incredibly gorgeous and strong men. Using both mouth and hand, she worked him in and out, bringing him ever closer to the edge. Jake stiffened and on a wordless cry, emptied himself down her throat.
She’d barely pulled off him before Caleb tightened his hands on her hips and slammed into her with wild, out of control thrusts. She’d never been fucked so hard in her life, and she loved it. Fisting her hands in the throw rug on the floor, she hung on for dear life while Caleb relentlessly pounded her pussy.
His brothers watched her getting fucked, stroking her skin and their still semi-hard erections. The sound of wet flesh slapping filled the room along with her needy cries.
It was too much—their hungry gazes, the desperate sounds, the glorious thrusts filling her body over and over. Her orgasm came out of nowhere, driving into her even harder than Caleb did. Brutal pleasure washed over her.
Her pussy clamped down so hard on the man inside her, he could barely move, and the sensation of him pumping through her grasping passage made her explode again. Finally, with a few more soul-shaking plunges, he came—shuddering and groaning her name. Nothing but the harsh sound of their breathing filled the air; she could barely keep her eyes open.
Carefully withdrawing from her body, Caleb disposed of the condom then pulled her from the floor to sit on his lap on the couch. The hair on his thighs abraded her tender ass, the jolt of pain chasing away any residual sleepiness.
Ethan grabbed a blanket from the back the chair and spread it over both her and Caleb.
She smiled her thanks at him, her cheeks flushing. Now that it was over, she couldn’t quite believe she’d had sex with all three of them. In the heat of the moment, it had seemed like a great idea. Now? She wasn’t quite sure.
Caleb wrapped his arms around her and tugged her against his chest. “How about you two give a man and his mate a little privacy?”
“Not your mate,” she muttered against his neck.
Both Ethan and Jake chuckled as they dressed then kissed the top of her head.
“You know,” Jake said. “If you want to ditch Caleb, I’m totally available.”
“Me, too,” Ethan added.
She couldn’t quite suppress a giggle, her embarrassment fading.
“Out.” Caleb scowled at his brothers. “Both of you.”
* * * *
Caleb woke with a start, gray morning light filling the room and his bed empty and cold. Where was Brenna? Concern filled him as he left his room. Did she regret what had happened last night?
“Bren?”
He peered out the kitchen window and sagged with relief. Her car was still there, and when he glanced around, he noticed their clothes still on the floor where they’d left them. Moving to the living room window, he spotted her out on the beach, wearing what looked to be his flannel pajama bottoms and sweatshirt. He took a quick shower, pulled on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt and headed out to her. She sat with her arms wrapped around her drawn up knees, watching the waves crash on the shoreline.
She smiled at him as he approached and sat down behind her, placing his legs on either side of her body. “Hey, you,” she murmured.
Despite the fact that she’d rolled up the legs and sleeves of his shirt and pants, she was still swimming in them. There was something intrinsically hot about seeing a woman in his clothing—especially Brenna. Her damp hair was tucked behind her ears and she looked sleepy and sated. And relaxed. For the first time since he’d seen her yesterday, she didn’t look stressed out. He was glad he’d sent Ethan and Jake home last night. This was a moment he didn’t want to share with anyone else.
She sighed and stretched her legs out in front of her on the sand, leaning back against him. “I knew I missed home, but I didn’t realize just how much until I saw the lake again.”
He nodded. “There’s nothing like it.”
“I miss having four seasons and snow days.” She looked at the trees that ran the length of the shore. “I really miss autumn. Nothing changes where I am. And Christmas lights without snow is just something I’ll never get used to.”
“There’s nothing stopping you from coming back,” he pointed out.
She sat up straight. The tension, that had been blissfully absent, returned. “That ship has sailed.”
Frustration flared to life. “Then turn it around, and sail it back.”
She turned and just looked at him, then faced front again to watch the water.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and took a deep breath. “At least, answer me this—
truthfully
. Are you happy out there? Do you have whatever it was that was missing from your life here?”
Her gray eyes clouded with tears, but she rapidly blinked them away. She was quiet for the longest time and he thought she wouldn’t answer. But finally, she slumped against him, looking defeated. “I have a couple friends; the dating scene is dismal at best. I spend most of my time in the tiny studio in my apartment.”
The thought of her dating anyone rankled—especially after last night, but he kept silent.
“Mostly, I work,” she said. “And to be honest, I can illustrate books from anywhere.”
“Okay, so move. Go somewhere else that makes you happy. Or come home.”
“I can’t. Moving back is out of the question.”
“Look, I don’t pretend to know what’s going on between you and your dad.” He sighed. “Neither one of you will talk about it, but there are plenty of other people here who would love for you to come home.”
She frowned, setting down her mug and turning all the way around to face him. “And I’m sure that with all this mate talk, you’re at the top of the list.”
“I’m at the top of the list of people who want to see you happy. And if you were happy in California and wanted me, then I’d go there to be with you.”
Surprise widened her eyes, but she didn’t say anything.
He pulled her back into his arms, and she laid her head against his chest. She was quiet for the longest time, and he thought she must have fallen asleep, but she shifted and finally spoke.
“I was actually hoping that when I saw my dad at the wedding we could finally move past things. I thought maybe he’d be happy to see me. That he might have even missed me.”
Caleb tightened his arms around her. The pain in her voice made his chest ache. He opened his mouth to tell her that he was sure that Joe had missed her, but he honestly didn’t know, and he wasn’t about to lie to her. Any time he’d brought up Brenna to her father, the man had shut the conversation down immediately, his anger unmistakable.
“What happened between you two?” he finally asked.
Her slim shoulders lifted against his chest in a half-hearted shrug. “I wasn’t the kid he wanted. I was a disappointment.”