Alyssa's Wolves (Wolf Masters, Book 4)(54)

Suddenly Alyssa stiffened.

“What’s the matter? You still squished?” Michael asked, repeating her own word.

“We didn’t use any … um … protection.”

“We’re wolves, love. We really aren’t fond of protection. But don’t worry, you aren’t ovulating right now.” Michael squeezed her waist.

“Seriously? You can tell that?”

“Yep,” Tyler stated, “we can smell it.”

“God. I’m never going to get used to this. So, you’ll like know? I mean … when I’m … fertile?” Alyssa sounded exasperated.

“Yeah. Don’t worry. We’ll tell you.” Michael kissed her shoulder again. “Go to sleep. Stop worrying. If you keep wiggling around like that, we’re gonna want to take you again, and your body needs to rest.”

She didn’t say anything else, but it took a while for her brain to slow down and relax. Her thoughts were jumbled, but Michael was privy to most of them, and he assumed Tyler was too. It was a lot to take in all at once. Finally, she succumbed to sleep, and Michael slipped into unconsciousness right behind her.





Chapter 13


Alyssa woke with a start. She glanced around the room. Where was she? This wasn’t her room. Memories collided in a hurry. She’d mated last night with Tyler and Michael. They’d claimed her. Where were they now?

“Ali? You’re up? I can hear your scrambled thoughts. We’re in the barn. It seemed we should help out a bit this morning. Michael’s teaching me a thing or two about cows. I think he believes I’ll cave in and decide Oregon is the only place to live.” Tyler chuckled into her head.

At least he was being a good sport about it. “I’m up. Gonna take a shower.” She sat but immediately regretted it with a groan. Every muscle in her body hurt.

“You okay, babe? How about a bath instead? A long hot soak,” Michael suggested.

“Good idea.” She’d head for her own bathroom to try and collect herself.

“We’ll be in soon.” Tyler’s voice sounded odd, even through the connection.

“Michael, don’t kill him out there. Be reasonable.”

Michael laughed. “I’ll try.”

Alyssa dragged her sore body out of bed, put on yesterday’s clothes she found scattered on the floor, and headed for her own room. Luckily no one was in the hall. She’d have been mortified to run into Nancy right now. No matter what anyone said, it felt weird having sex with Nancy’s son and another man under the woman’s roof. Or perhaps the odd part was that everyone knew it.

A chill made Alyssa shiver as she immediately removed the clothes again and filled her tub with the hottest water she could stand.

With a great sigh, she lowered into the deep, warm water, leaned back, and closed her eyes.

A soft snick made her eyes pop back open. Tyler and Michael strolled into her bathroom, making her gasp. Actually, it was more like Michael stalked into the room. Tyler hobbled a bit, favoring one leg. “Umm, don’t you two know how to knock?” She glanced down at Tyler’s ankle.

“Knock?” Michael frowned. “We’re kinda familiar with your body now. Well, not as familiar as we’d like to be, but we’ll get there soon.”

Alyssa swallowed and narrowed her gaze. She hadn’t put bubbles in the water, so the only modesty she had was her hands. It seemed strange to cover herself, so she tried to remain still, her hands resting across her stomach, while her two clothed mates stared down at her from above. “This is just awkward. I’m not used to…”

Michael sat on the edge of the tub and reached a hand into the water. “Ooh, that feels good. Next time I’ll get in with you.” He glanced up at her face and sobered. “Sorry. I’m being insensitive. I just…”

Tyler finished for him. “We just want to be with you. We missed you. Do you know how hot you are right now?” His eyes twinkled.

Alyssa’s body betrayed her. If she hadn’t been under water, the men would have seen the moisture pooling between her legs. They looked so fantastic. In fact, even Tyler had on a pair of jeans. He’d arrived yesterday so dressed up she hadn’t figured he even owned jeans.

Tyler glanced down at himself. “I can dress down, my love. I’m not a total stiff.” He grinned. He’d been in her head.

“How do I block you two from my thoughts?”

“Practice.” Michael winked. “I wish we could get naked and join you, but we need to leave for a bit.” Michael’s fingers swam through the water and grazed over her stomach. It was too warm in the tub for goose bumps to form, but butterflies definitely fluttered inside her.