Rebecca’s Wolves(64)

“Ask for it, baby. Tell me what you need.”

All her frustration came flying out of her on a whoosh of lust. “Rub my clit. Please, Griffen. My clit.”

His thumb landed on her swollen nub then, and she shot up onto her toes as the orgasm immediately washed through her body, the pulsing draining the blood from her head and leaving her lightheaded.

Before the waves of bliss subsided, Griffen released her pussy and her wrists. Her eyes shot wide as his palms smoothed under her arms and lifted her off the ground.

Her legs reached out to wrap around his middle as he lowered her onto his cock so fast he knocked the breath out of her. A second orgasm shot through her instantly, causing her legs to grip his waist as she screamed her release, her hands clutching at his shoulders.

“That’s it, baby.” He plunged into her again and again, hard. Fast. So deep.

She hadn’t had sex with just one of her men since they’d met. She let her eyes close as she luxuriated in the feel of Griffen all around her, her nipples rubbing against his pecs, his lips landing on her stretched neck.

Oh yeah.

Pure bliss.

Even sex with just one of them was an inexplicable slice of heaven. Just as steaming hot as when they were all three together.





Chapter Twenty-Two


It was late when Miles made it back to the condo and slipped into bed. He turned his body toward his mate and tucked his arm around her, his fingers grazing Griffen’s side.

“Long day?” Griffen communicated.

“The longest.” He kissed his mate’s shoulder and inhaled deeply of her scent, burying his face in her hair. His eyes slid closed. For the first time all day he finally felt some peace. “How could that many animals go into labor on the same night?”

He’d spent the day doing his normal rounds, trying to make every visit quick and brief, and then just when he was ready to head back to town and join his mates for dinner, everything started to unravel. And it kept coming.

“And then there was the interruption…”

“What interruption was that?” Griffen asked.

“The one where I had to pull the car over because you were fucking a very, very angry mate of ours against the front door.” He chuckled into Griffen’s head. He wasn’t mad, but it had been difficult to concentrate.

Griffen chuckled back. “You caught that, did you?”

“You did a pretty good job blocking me, though I must say neither of us will probably win any blocking award while our attention is focused on this sexy vixen. But God have mercy, she didn’t keep one single thought to herself the entire time.”

“At least it was quick,” Griffen offered, as if that was any conciliation.

“It was the tail end of about an hour of me watching a ping pong game inside her sweet head. Her emotions were so raw, she was all over the place. When she switched from rage to lust, I almost laughed. Did you do it on purpose?” Miles lifted his head to see Griffen’s expression in the dimly lit room.

Griffen was smiling. “Partly. I’ll admit I hoped I could distract her, but to be honest, she grew sexier by the minute during that tantrum.”

“What was she so pissed about?”

Griffen’s smile fell, and he lifted his head to one side to meet Miles’ gaze. “We had a few road blocks, literally. She didn’t get her workout in. I gotta tell you, man, I didn’t say anything to her, but that shit was freaky weird. I kept glancing around half expecting to see that fucking black shadow following us down the street.”

Miles flopped back down onto his pillow and stared at the ceiling while he continued to mumble into Griffen’s head. “Yeah, I had that feeling several times today too.”

“Also, she was already on edge when I picked her up from work. I couldn’t read her specifically, but something upset her. She wouldn’t talk about it, and I gotta say, she blocked me well. She may have lost her touch when she got angry and then aroused, but she did a fine job during the day. All I caught was her stress.”

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When Rebecca woke up the next morning, she was not alone. She recognized immediately that Miles was spooning her back. Griffen wasn’t in the bed anymore, but she was glad her other mate had eventually returned during the night.

She was surprised to have missed his arrival. Then again, she’d been so tired, she shouldn’t be shocked.

“Mmm, you smell so damn good,” he mumbled into her hair, his arm pulling her tighter where it was wrapped under her breasts. “Don’t move.”

She giggled, but otherwise didn’t budge.

His cock was nestled against her ass, however, and it was difficult to ignore.

In an effort to distract herself from the unreasonable way her body so easily succumbed to either man’s magnetic pull, she decided to question him. “Where’s Griffen?”