That just maybe, he was Chanku. Part of an amazing family of fascinating creatures.
Maybe he really was part of the pack.
Lily wasn’t certain what woke her, whether it was the slow and steady rocking as the mattress dipped and swayed beneath two men caught in the bliss of morning sex, or maybe it was the thick wash of pheromones that had her coming awake with her senses twitching and her fingers between her legs, slowly stroking herself to orgasm.
Whatever the reason, she opened her eyes to the amazing sight of Sebastian kneeling behind Alex and slowly but methodically screwing him senseless.
Alex had his face turned toward her, but his eyes were closed and his face twisted in a rictus of such supreme pleasure that he was almost painful to watch.
She knew Sebastian hadn’t done this before, but she never would have guessed by watching him. He topped Alex as if he’d fucked guys for years, the muscles in his taut buttocks and powerful thighs easing and contracting with each deep thrust, his right hand planted possessively on Alex’s hip.
She glanced lower and watched, mesmerized as Sebastian slowly stroked Alex’s thick cock with his left hand. Then she turned and realized she was staring directly into Alex’s wide open eyes.
Hey, guy.
She brushed the hair out of his eyes.
You okay? You usually top. This can’t be easy for you.
It’s all good. So’s your man. He’s a good guy, Lil.
Thank you. I think so, too.
She motioned to Alex to come up on his knees. When he did, she slipped beneath him, brushed Sebastian’s hand out of the way, and tongued the bead of creamy fluid from the tip of Alex’s cock, laughing when his entire shaft twitched in reaction.
Then she opened her mouth and swallowed him down, taking him fully into her mouth. With a little adjustment, Alex managed to get her aligned beneath him, and she felt the first bold strokes of his tongue, separating her labia and dipping into her sex.
She wondered if Sebastian was even aware she’d joined them. When she’d looked, his eyes were closed, his focus entirely contained in the moment. In Alex.
Smiling around her mouthful, she slipped both hands between Alex’s legs and, without warning, cupped Sebastian’s sac in her palms.
What the fuck? Lily?
He jerked hard, driving forcefully into Alex, who groaned against her clit and licked harder. Deeper. Faster.
Yep. Just me, sweetie.
Sebastian groaned. Lily lightly squeezed him again and then grabbed Alex’s sac in one hand while holding Sebastian’s with the other. There was something almost mystical about filling her hands with their testicles, cupping the solid orbs, holding them close against one another so that she knew Alex could feel Sebastian, while Sebastian had to be even more aware of Alex.
She opened her thoughts, not certain what to expect, but what she found left her stunned. Alex, reveling in Sebastian’s mastery, in the fact that he’d taken control and yet was fulfilling every desire Alex had.
And Sebastian, so many things swirling through his mind. Accepting he might have found the home he’d always wanted, the family he’d never had. Accepting as well, Lily’s brilliant mind and alpha spirit. Acknowledging her father as a man of honor and integrity, one he could admire while breaking away entirely from the biological donor who had done no more than offer up sperm to create a life.
Whatever the dark nature that was Aldo Xenakis, Sebastian swore to fight it. If he was Chanku, he owed his heritage to his mother.
He owed his father nothing. Not anymore.
Hearing this, Lily wanted to cheer. Instead, she loved Alex with her mouth and hands, loved Sebastian with her heart and soul, opening her mind to both men, linking with them in the way of their kind, sharing the sensations, the very sense of what both Alex and Sebastian meant to her.
And in turn, she felt their love, the wonderful open link that united them. And then, the only thing missing, the one part that would make them whole, opened the door to the cottage, walked straight through the front room, and into Lily’s bedroom.
Annie stood in the doorway and watched the three of them in the dusky morning light, their bodies all tangled in the bedding, the air redolent with the rich wash of pheromones and sex, and thought seriously about strangling her father.
Tinker was going to have to get used to the idea that his little girl was all grown up, that she happened to be an adult and she didn’t need him manhandling her to keep her away from the man she loved.
If he’d let her come with Alex last night the way she’d wanted, she’d be right in the middle of what looked like an absolutely delicious time. Instead, he’d insisted she needed to be with her parents. Which meant that, as always, she stood on the outside, a serious victim of wanting what she couldn’t have.
You can have it, Annie. Alex doesn’t even know you’re here. Take off your clothes and join us. I’ll move over and make room. You can surprise him. He misses you so badly!
Really?
She was already slipping out of her pants and ripping her shirt over her head. The cuts and bruises from last night’s battle had already faded, and aside from a few sore spots, she felt as good as new.
Both men jerked in surprise, losing their rhythm as Lily slipped out from under Alex and Annie scrambled in to take her place. Alex’s shock was worth the whole night spent missing him, especially when she took his cock in her mouth and he actually whimpered.
This was a first. An absolutely wonderful first, and the view was nothing short of amazing. Sebastian’s sac was right there, pressing up against Alex on each forward thrust, and she slipped her hand around the heavy pouch and stroked him with her fingers, running her nails lightly over the soft skin.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
Hey, Sebastian. Nice to meet you. I’m Annie.
Oh, shit. Don’t come. Don’t come. Don’t . . .
She giggled and squeezed his balls a little harder, sucked Alex a little deeper.
Hold on. Hold on. Not now. Not yet . . .
That had to be Alex, which meant she must be doing something right. His lips settled around her clit, taking her from aroused to climax in a heartbeat. She whimpered and sucked him deeper, anchoring herself on his cock as she flew from the highest precipice, her body rigid, her vaginal muscles all rippling and pulsing with the power of her release.
Alex tried to pull out of her mouth, but she wrapped her fingers around his back, holding him down, holding him close, sucking and licking through her own climax until he cried out and his cock jerked in her mouth. She felt the heavy pulse of blood along his shaft as his orgasm hit, and then she was swallowing thick bursts of ejaculate as it hit the back of her throat.
It was the taste of his seed even more than his mouth on her sex that took her over the top again, the fact he’d come in her mouth, that the fantasies and dreams she’d harbored for years were happening now, even better than all the gritty, earthy, messy, wonderful ways she’d imagined.
He tasted good. Better than good—it was wonderful sucking him, holding him in her mouth, sliding her tongue over his shaft, and tasting the intimate flavors of a man she’d loved from afar for so long.
Sebastian’s strokes suddenly went from long and deep to short and fast, and without considering the consequences, she wrapped her fingers around his sac and lightly squeezed.
He cursed; his thighs slapped against Alex as he drove deep, and his muscles froze him in place, with Annie right there, watching from an angle she’d never imagined. She hoped like hell she hadn’t hurt him, but it was hard to tell. She’d noticed that with Alex last night, that when he came, he looked as if he were in the most excruciating pain imaginable.
She wondered if that was how Sebastian looked now, but it didn’t really matter. None of it mattered as her body slowly came down from orgasm, as her muscles clenched and released and her heart pounded in her chest.
Sebastian was the first to move, pulling out of Alex without a word and heading down the hallway to the bathroom. Alex collapsed to one side and curled his body around Annie, hugging her close. She wondered where Lily had gone, and then realized she was beside them on the bed with her fingers between her legs.
Annie stared at her a moment, not really comprehending. Then it hit her. “Oh, Lily. I’m sorry.” Then she giggled, totally blowing her apology. “It looks like I got your orgasm.”
“That you did. You owe me, little girl.” She leaned over and kissed Annie. “But trust me, I got off. You guys looked so damned hot.” She gazed down the hallway in the direction Sebastian had gone and sighed. “Is he something else, or what?”
Annie just lay there in the bed, grinning. It appeared she was going to have to have a long talk with her father. Mom was great about this new chapter in her life, but Dad needed to understand that a woman of thirty wouldn’t tolerate being treated like a child.
Not when she had a man who saw her as a woman and treated her like a queen.
Sebastian stumbled into the bathroom and stared at himself in the mirror, totally shocked to see that he looked exactly like he usually did when he first got out of bed.
He cleaned up, thought longingly of a shower but decided washing his crotch and his face would have to do. As he ran the washcloth over his balls, it suddenly hit him.
Last night, he’d met Liana while they were both naked. Just now, he’d met Annie when she grabbed his balls during sex while he was busy fucking a guy in the ass he’d just met yesterday. He still didn’t really know what Annie looked like—she’d been a wolf last night. An injured wolf.
He planted his hands on the counter and leaned forward. Nope. He still looked like the same guy.
Impossible. “Holy shit, Xenakis. Your social life has definitely gotten an upgrade.”
He was still chuckling when he wandered back to the bedroom. Lily had gone into the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee, but Annie and Alex lay in the bed together, curled up and talking quietly. He started to do an about-face to give them some privacy, but Alex stopped him.
“Seb? C’mon in.” He laughed and hugged Annie against his chest. “You haven’t been properly introduced.”
“Hi, Sebastian.” Annie turned just enough to peek out from between Alex’s arms. “It’s nice to meet you.”
“Hi, Annie.” He flopped down on the foot of the bed. “For what it’s worth, this has officially become the most surreal morning of my life. And you, Annie, are the pièce de résistance.”
Alex chuckled. “See, Annie? I told you he wasn’t mad.”
“Mad?” Sebastian surprised even himself when he crawled across the bed and kissed Annie full on the mouth. “Sweetie, you made my morning very special.”
Then he turned to Alex, but not with laughter. “You, too, Alex. Thank you. Not just for this morning. For last night. I needed what you offered more than you can ever know.”
It’s all good, man. That’s what friends are for.
He stared into Alex’s amber eyes and worked with the great surge of emotion that threatened to swamp him. Finally, he got it under control and nodded slowly. “Yeah, well maybe it’s something that most guys would understand, but for me that was a first.”
He got off the bed and knelt beside it, fished around underneath, and finally came up with the wrinkled shorts Lily had given him last night. He slipped into them, moving calmly while his mind was a swirling mass of thoughts and memories, emotions he barely recognized. He flashed Annie a smile and glanced once more at Alex. “Another first, for what it’s worth. Beyond a couple of kids I played with in my neighborhood, you’re also the first friend I’ve ever had.”
He didn’t say any more. He couldn’t. Instead he left the bedroom and headed for the kitchen, and the peace and sanity that was Lily Cheval.
She glanced up as he entered the room. “G’morning.”
He leaned over and kissed her, grabbed a cup off the counter, and filled it with the freshly brewed coffee. “I left my capsules in the big house. Don’t let me forget to go back and get them. I had one last night.”
“No problem.” She reached into a cabinet over her head and pulled out an identical jar to the one her dad had given him. “Here. These are the same. Take one this morning. It’s not like you can overdose on them. They’re just a grass native to Tibet.”
“Alex told me about that.” He took the capsule and swallowed it with the coffee.
Lily turned and leaned against the kitchen counter with her cup in her hand and smiled at him. “I like this, by the way. Waking up with you in my bed, seeing you here in my kitchen. Thank you for everything you did last night. For taking on our fight as your own.”
He glanced away, almost afraid to agree with her. There was so much not settled. His father was still out there. The rogue wolves had gotten away last night, which meant the entire pack was still at risk.
It made him nervous, this sense of homecoming he felt with Lily. “I like it, too. Too much. It scares me to find this kind of happiness when there’s so much crap we still have to deal with. I’m afraid it could all end in a heartbeat.”
Lily’s smile was laced with sadness. “Sebastian, for Chanku, there’s always a chance it could end. We’re not the dominant race on this planet. We tread a fine line between accepted citizen and hunted beast. We’ve all learned to take what joy we can, when we can. We’re always on guard, always alert, but always . . .” She paused, and the look in her eyes filled him with a sense of purpose, a desire to promise that he would give her
always
.
“Always, we revel in the joy. In our love for each other, in our sense of family. It’s all about the pack. Do you feel that? The sense of communion, that you’re no longer alone?”
He thought about that, the way he’d awakened in a bed with Lily and Alex and how the sense of family had been so powerful. As if it were a new truth for him to hold on to. Something to give him strength. “I do. I feel it with every one of you I’ve met.” He shot a quick glance toward the bedroom, where the sounds of the bedsprings told their own tale, and smiled. “Definitely with Alex, though I’m not sure why. He’s a pretty amazing guy.”