Alyssa’s Wolves(59)

Watching Michael pleasure her was titillating. The moan that escaped her mouth as Michael broke free nearly made Tyler groan himself.

Alyssa squirmed to turn around in Michael’s arms and reached for Tyler. He didn’t hesitate. Making a sandwich out of her, Tyler grasped her hips under Michael’s arms and took her mouth in a kiss that rivaled Michael’s. He swallowed her second moan, and Tyler arched forward to press his erection into her stomach.

“Hmm.” Alyssa opened her eyes as she pulled back about an inch. “You didn’t answer my question. How’d it go? What happened?” Her pale blue eyes bore into Tyler.

Michael spoke from her back, nibbling a path across her neck between every few words. “It seems the trap was easily blamed on our neighbor’s aging father and his quest to ‘catch’ a werewolf.”

Alyssa’s eyes shot open wider.

Tyler smiled at her. “I don’t think we have to worry. He’s old and in a nursing home now. But he always suspected he was surrounded by wolves and hoped to prove it. Perhaps he thought if he caught one, he could see one of us shift.”

“Let’s go inside.” Michael nudged the trio forward with his hips. “Newly mated trios were not meant to be separated like that. I need you.” His last words were whispered into Alyssa’s ear, making her shiver beneath Tyler’s fingertips.

Alyssa leaned her head back against Michael’s shoulder, exposing her neck to Tyler’s view. He leaned forward, intent on setting his mouth over the corded muscles reaching from her shoulders to her chin.

“We have a lot of unanswered problems to discuss.” Her words stopped Tyler in his tracks.

“I know.” Michael ran his hands up her arms and held her shoulders. “And I’m sure we’ll have many more in the future, but can we worry about some of that later?”

Tyler stared at the lines extending from the corners of her eyes as she narrowed her gaze. He reached with one hand and rubbed them away with a finger. “Please know that Michael and I are one hundred percent committed to our future with you. No matter what. Sure, there’s a lot to discuss, but we’ll figure it out and make whatever choices are most beneficial to us as a unit.”

Her face softened as she gazed into his eyes. A smile slowly spread that made Tyler’s heart beat faster.

“Is anyone home?” Michael’s question broke the momentary silence.

“No. Your mom went to Tessa’s. It looks like your dad and Charles headed to the barn.”

“I have the biggest bedroom, and a bed that we can actually all lie in without falling off the edge.” Michael released Alyssa and grabbed her hand, dragging her toward the house.

Tyler followed on their heels. He smelled her arousal even though she glanced around as if making sure no one was watching.

“Babe,” Michael began as he turned back toward her, “we are newly mated. The last of my family. My parents are well aware of the hormones that rage through newly mated couples. That’s why they’re scarce. They understand.” He kept walking backward toward the house.

“It’s still embarrassing … thinking that everyone knows what we’re doing all the time.”

Michael stopped moving. A grin lit up his face. “There are other places on the property we could go. Why don’t we take a few days and head for the cabin to the north?” He glanced at Alyssa and then Tyler.

It wasn’t as though Tyler had someplace else to be, so he just shrugged.

“Just leave?” Alyssa twisted to look at Tyler.

Michael continued. “Why not? Surely no one will miss us. Until this week neither Tyler nor I were even here. Are you currently indispensable?”

“Ha ha. That’s not funny. I do as much as I can to help out.”

Michael pulled her in close. “I was just teasing you. I’m sure my parents can live without you for a few days while we get away. It’ll give us time to get to know each other better and make plans for the future.”

“Let’s do it.” Tyler kissed Alyssa on the neck, just a short peck that made him long for more. She smelled so sweet, a combination of some citrus shampoo and body wash.

Alyssa smiled up at them both and shook herself free of their clutches. “All right.” Ass swinging provocatively, she headed for the house. “You comin’, or what?”

*

The idea was crazy. Other than the one time in her life when she’d run away from Oklahoma to avoid an arranged marriage, Alyssa had never been particularly spontaneous. But this was important, and she couldn’t think of a single argument against the plan.

Each of them headed for their own rooms to pack a quick bag. She thought she’d been rather quick, but when she returned, she found both men already at the front door.