Rebecca’s Wolves(19)

While his back was to her, Rebecca quickly did her business and righted herself before he could change his mind and decide to watch. “Okay. Done.”

He led her back to Griffen with a hold on her arm. “Lie down against Griffen’s side. His body heat will help significantly.”

She did as she was told, noticing the others had all shifted while she was away and were curling up in a circle around them. One of them stood staring around into the night. On watch?

Miles turned to speak to the standing wolf. Perhaps Trace. “I’m only concerned with bears. And you know there’s little chance of that with so many of us in a pack here. So don’t stress yourself out. We’ll smell one before he has a chance to get too close.”

The wolf nodded. She was pretty sure it was Trace.

The next thing she knew, Miles lay down along her other side. He shook out the Mylar blanket and tucked them both under it. Some of it even reached over Griffen.

In seconds, Rebecca was snuggled tightly between the burly Miles and the furry Griffen. There was no way she would get cold. Not a chance.

In fact, her blood seemed to be boiling.

Miles moaned. “Turn around, love. Face Griffen instead.”

She flipped to her other side. Good, because Miles’ breath landing on her face was too warm, smelled too good. And her nipples strained against her bra under the layers.

Nope. This new position didn’t help at all.

Now she was tucked with her back against his bare chest. He had one arm under her head as a pillow and the other tossed over her center, holding her tight against him.

Why was he so hot? The temperature was falling rapidly, but Miles was unaffected. He was like a welcome oven against her.

Except his cock pressed against her rear, nestling perfectly between her cheeks. And his breath still blew across her neck to reach her nose. He smelled of the outdoors and whatever body soap he used that morning. The warmth from his lips tickled her neck.

When he set his lips on the skin behind her ear, she stiffened. He didn’t act like he noticed. “What’s your name, love?”

She almost giggled. After everything they’d done together for the last hour or so, she hadn’t even introduced herself. No wonder he kept calling her love. “Rebecca.”

“Rebecca.” He tried it out on his tongue. “Beautiful.” His hand tightened around her further.

Griffen growled next to her and set a paw on her arm. He stroked her skin, bringing out a chill.

She had definitely slipped into another dimension. She would swear this huge man and this wolf were fighting for her affections.

She had news for them. She had no plans in the near future to date any wolf, no matter how sexy he was…or how wet her pussy was with them pressed against her.

Stifling. In a moment she feared she would combust. She would not be cold. That was for sure.

“Stop squirming,” Miles muttered against her ear. “You’re killing me.”

She stiffened, holding her breath. Did he really just say that?

He tucked his hand under her breast, burrowing his fingers under the side. His thumb grazed idly across her chest. When he stroked over her nipple through the layers of clothing, she shuddered. Her pussy flooded. Need consumed her for this man she didn’t know anything about.

She wiggled to put some distance between them.

Miles was relentless. He didn’t let her go. In fact, his thumb pressed into her nipple as he held her tighter. “Rebecca, love, stop moving. Relax. Sleep.” His lips stroked across her ear and then her neck, nibbling her skin.

She couldn’t breathe. She’d never been so aroused. Not even naked in the heat of the moment with any man in her past. Way in her past, but still.

Griffen nuzzled in closer also. Did he not realize his friend completely surrounded her, fondling her, driving her crazy with need?

Tiny sounds filled the air between them. Rebecca was mortified when she realized they came from her. She squirmed again. Her pussy throbbed.

Miles released her breast and smoothed his huge hand down to her belly. He spread his fingers wide and held her firm. “Rebecca…” the word slipped out on a breath before he continued. “I know, love. Please, try to sleep before I do things to you better saved for another time and place—things that will make Griffen clamp his jaw down on me.”

Rebecca couldn’t believe what he said to her. And right in front of Griffen. “Miles…” His name sounded more like a plea.

“Tomorrow. We’ll talk about it tomorrow. Sleep.” His fingers stroked lower, almost reaching her pussy. “God almighty, you’re hot.” And then he stiffened and seemed to force himself to keep from reaching any farther between her legs.