Their Wicked Wolf Page 16
River waited until his turn, then he kissed her, echoing Raydon’s words. They’d never make their mate uncomfortable in body, mind, or spirit.
“Your wants and needs are always the most important thing to us. We won’t get satisfaction if we know our mate isn’t,” Raydon assured her.
Sky knew all she had to say was no and both men would stop. Oh, they’d still love her and make sure she was comfortable, but they wouldn’t make love to her, and lord, she wanted to feel them inside her again. From her experience with Keith’s pack, the animals there didn’t give two shits about the females. It was all about them and their nuts.
“I want you in me.” Dirty, sexy men. She definitely hit the lottery on her mating.
River growled. “Ah, hellmouth, we’re the ones who are the winners with our sexy as fuck little mate. Let me have her, Rye, it’s my turn to fuck that tight little pussy.”
Her face had to be as red as a fire truck, darn her inside voice being so damn loud. She went into River’s arms while Raydon got up, choking back a squeal as he began moving them to the edge of the bed. “Easy, love, we’re switching it up a little,” River said, grinning widely.
She straddled his thighs while he guided her back onto his cock, lifting her up and down.
“Damn, I think I love her ass as much as her pussy.” Raydon grabbed both cheeks of her ass and squeezed. “One thing you need to understand, Sky, we will always want inside you, whether it’s your pussy, your mouth, or your ass. However, your comfort will always be our priority.”
“It is?” She gasped and looked over her shoulder to meet his gaze.
Raydon nodded, running a lubed finger up and down the crack of her ass, then there were no more words as he worked his magic preparing her for him.
He grinned, his eyes bright with arousal. “Oh yeah. Now, it’s my turn to slide inside your ass. You ready for me?”
“Goddess, fuck me, now,” she moaned.
Hours later, she lay between River and Raydon, listening to their breathing, their hearts beating in the same rhythm as her own. The completed bond sealing them as a triad mating settled her and the beasts within her.
“Sky, you awake?” Joni asked through their link.
She tried not to wake the guys, hoping her startled jerk hadn’t woken them. “Yeah, what’s wrong?” Thoughts swirled through her mind at why her friend was contacting her so late, then the memory of her at the movies with the strange shifter had her easing out of the bed, using the magic she’d been gifted from Lula.
“I need to talk to you. Can you meet me?”
She’d always been able to read Joni’s tone, this time being no different. It was then she remembered they’d not gotten to speak at the movies thanks to the exorcist thing, damn chimera twin shit. “Tonight?”
“Yeah. Sorry, it has to be tonight. I won’t be here tomorrow.”
Fuck, that sounded all kinds of ominous. “Where are you?”
“At the elders’ clearing. It’s peaceful here.”
Sky looked at her two sleeping mates, thought of waking them to go with her, then remembered she had a motherfucking wolfagon in her. “I’m coming. Is anyone with you? Where’s Atlas?”
“He’s gone back to his clan to be mated and create the next alpha cub. I can’t do it anymore, Sky,” she sobbed.
Feeling the absolute desolation through the space separating them, she raced through the forest toward Joni, putting as much speed through her wolven body that she could. Reaching out to Taryn, she pushed the entire conversation out to her. No way were they going to lose one of them. They didn’t survive that bastard Keith only to end up...no, she wouldn’t even think of the alternative.
She leapt over downed trees. The snow crunched beneath her paws, making parts of the trip slippery yet didn’t slow her. When she reached the clearing a fire burned in the pit, highlighting Joni in human form. “Damn, girl, you’re fast. Must be that dragon in you.” Joni shivered, her arms wrapped around her body.
Sky shifted, moving to sit next to her friend. “What the hell you doing out here in a dress? Not that this isn’t a gorgeous frock, but...it’s a dress and it’s winter.” She plucked at the short hem of Joni’s gown.
Joni shrugged. “I got dressed up for our date, but it was really a meeting. I...goddess, I’m pathetic. I can’t pick a wolf, and I can’t seem to pick a bear either. What’s wrong with me, Sky?” she cried.
Her arms automatically wrapped around one of her best friends, feeling the tremors that wracked her frame. “He’s clearly the loser ‘cause you’re Grade A, while he’s a total reject.”
Joni snorted. “Are we reduced to referring to ourselves as meat again?”
Noise from behind them had Sky pushing up and standing in front of Joni, her body poised to shift. Taryn walked out. “Oh, you gonna burn me with your laser eyes? At ease wolfagon,” she teased.
“Did you call in reinforcements?” Joni asked.
Sky shrugged. “I figured we’d picked her up enough times. It was our turn to pick you up.”
“Plus, if I’d have found out you beotchs were having a girls’ night without me, I’d have kicked both your asses,” Taryn mock growled, coming over to where they sat, bumping Joni’s hip until she scooted over, giving her room.
“Gah, does this seem familiar?” Joni asked staring into the flames.
Taryn held her hands up to the warmth. “What, the three of us sitting outside in the cold, one of us hurting while the other two takes care of her? Then the answer is yes.”
Joni bumped her shoulder. “No, the three of us together. Only we don’t have to fear that one of our parents might find us and...well, you know.” She wrapped her arms around her bare arms.
“Here.” Taryn shrugged the coat she had on off and put it over Joni. “We could always shift and lie around in our wolven form.”
“No, I like this. I feel normal. I have something to tell you, and I’m going to need you both to listen, don’t interrupt, and don’t try to change my mind. Okay?” Joni stared straight ahead.
“How can we agree without knowing what you’re going to say?” Sky asked, turning to try to search Joni’s features in the flickering firelight.
“Just say it, and we’ll see how the chips fall, Joni. You’re not going to get a promise from either of us, so deal,” Taryn growled.
Sky loved her friends. Loved how Taryn was all alpha female who took no shit, and usually Joni was as well. So, she waited. Finally, her friend got up, Taryn’s jacket falling to the ground.
“I’m leaving the pack. I...I don’t fit with shifters, of any kind. Hell, I go into town and humans are nice to me. The guests at the lodge are nice to me. You two are the exception. I can’t go the rest of my life searching for something that isn’t going to happen. I’m not like you, Taryn, or you, Sky. The Fey didn’t grace me with anything extra other than parents who hated me on sight. Hell, Keith didn’t even glance in my direction, which I’m glad, but don’t you think that’s odd in and of itself? Don’t you see, even the wolves of the Mystic Pack don’t see me. Oh, they give me a passing ‘Hi, how are you?’, but that’s it. Out with the humans, I might have a chance at finding love. Watching the both of you find that precious thing, that can’t be bought and sold like so much garbage, I realized I needed it too. I thought I didn’t, but I do. Watching Atlas walk out of my life made me realize I’ll die if I stay here,” she cried, tears falling from her glowing green eyes.
Sky got up, closing the gap between them, with Taryn next to her. “Joni, you know we can’t let you leave. You’re pack. You’ll not survive out there all alone.”
Their friend swiped at her tears angrily. “You don’t understand. I’m fighting for my life here. If I stay, you think you’re keeping me safe, but you’re not. I’m not asking for more than I’m worth. I just don’t want less. What I have now is less. I have nothing,” she whispered.
“Where will you go?” she asked, knowing Joni probably already had it all worked out.
It was the only promise she was going to give them. “You have money?”
Joni’s lips turned up into the first half smile. “My parents are computer geeks. You think they didn’t teach me, inadvertently, some tricks?”
Shit, Sky so didn’t want to know. Yes, she did. “Joni, please tell me you didn’t do anything illegal or anything that’s going to get you arrested?”
“Okay. Now, your two mates are waiting beyond the trees,” she told Sky. “Taryn your dancing man is too. Go, be with them and be happy. I didn’t want to disappear without letting you both know in person. A text or email is so passé.” Joni flipped her midnight black hair behind her shoulder, it’s length almost to her rear.
Jett stepped out first. “Why I gotta be the dancing man? You’d think I got nekkid and stripped for a living. Oh, I guess I’ve done the first two, just not for a living. Two outta three and all that. I know the girls are all for letting you go and make your way, but sorry, little girl, we can’t let you run off on your own.”
Joni shrugged. “You can protest all you want, but the reality is, you ain’t my boss. TTFN, best friends.”
Sky and Taryn were left holding air as Joni shifted, her sleek wolf disappearing faster than they could track.
Jett gasped. “What the fuck did they do to you all?”
River and Raydon prowled into the clearing, their worry wafting off of them in waves. Sky waited for them to come to her, knowing they’d woken while she’d been gone and feared she’d been hurt or worse. “I assume they had to hone all the skills at their disposal to survive.” Raydon was the one to speak, but River’s eyes said he agreed.
Sky and Taryn nodded.
“Joni always shifted fast, faster than we did, even as pups,” Taryn whispered, looking toward the direction their friend took off. “Our link is closed, like she...severed it.”
“I know, I felt it. She’ll be okay, I can feel it.” Sky held her hand out to Taryn, her lifelong best friend’s pain had once been something she dreaded, because she too had to suffer the same, silently.
“We’ll be here for her when she needs us.” Taryn’s voice shook. “Like you both were here for me.”
“Let’s go home, I’ve contacted Niall. As her alpha he should be able to track her.” Jett wrapped his arms around his mate. Taryn leaned back, letting him take her weight as a mate should.
As Sky did the same with her own mates, she realized that was what Joni was wanting, needing. She wanted to be someone’s treasure, not just another diamond in a line of diamonds.
“You’re our greatest treasure. The rarest diamond doesn’t compare to you,” River promised.
They went back to their home, making love for hours, showing her that deep down it didn’t matter what they had, just as long as they were together. Love is more precious than all the money and riches in the universes. Love can’t be bought and sold, but thanks to her wicked mates, they’d shown her what it means to be truly loved. Long, hard, slow, deep and every other way there was to be loved.
His Sexy Wolf
Mystic Wolves 7
Joni shifted back to human just shy of the road, her senses on high alert. She’d bought the little Toyota Celica because it got great gas mileage; it would run forever, and it was the absolute last vehicle anyone would think she’d own. Plus, it was cute and sporty. She considered that a win.
Shoot, she was doing it. She was leaving the last pack. Well, it wasn’t like she’d had a lot of packs to call her own, only two, but still...she was going lone wolf. The thought made her stomach flip and her wolf howl. “Shut it, you little bitch,” she muttered and reached under the front fender for the extra key to the car. She’d been planning her escape from the pack for a long time. Although, to be fair, the Mystic Pack wasn’t bad. To be honest, if things had been different, if she’d been different, she might have loved it. However, she wasn’t different.
“There’s no use crying over things we can’t change. So buck up.” The key slid into the driver’s door, unlocking the little sporty vehicle. She settled into the leather seat, exhaling loudly at the cold that met her bare legs. Damn, she probably should’ve thought of different clothes when she’d shifted. Her pity party didn’t call for warm clothes, though, she reminded herself. The memory of why she’d been dressed in one of her favorite little dresses made her heart ache. Damn Atlas and his sweet sexy bear self. She’d been so sure he was it for her. Her wolf had even whined and rolled over for him. Oh, she hadn’t allowed him to fuck or make love to her. No, Joni was saving that for her mate. Of course, Taryn and Sky didn’t know that. Or maybe they did.
“Enough, Joni. Get the hell outta town, girl.” She put her seatbelt on, then twisted the key. The soft purr of the engine reassured her she hadn’t bought a lemon. At least she’d done something right. If only Atlas wasn’t a bear, promised to marry another bear. Stupid bear politics. Just because his family was richer than sin, they expected him to mate some perfect six-foot bear bitch and make perfect bear cubs. Goddess, she sounded like a twat, and she was not a twat.
She’d told him she wished him well, and she almost meant it. Even when regret had shown in his chocolate brown eyes, she’d wished him a happy mating and lots of adorable cubs. However, the thought of him making love to someone other than her made her wolf want to claw the unknown woman’s eyes out. Stupid, because a bear and wolf fight would only have one outcome, unless it was one bear against a pack of wolves.
Joni flowed into the strangely busy traffic on the highway, heading South. Bears lived North, so she was heading South. Warm weather where lots of humans lived. This time next week she’d be sipping daiquiris on a beach with a tan. That’s her plan, and she’s sticking to it.
Dark Embrace
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Jenna rolled to the side, the taste of copper filling her mouth making it hard to swallow. She squinted, trying to figure out where she was without making too much noise. The room was huge. Like something out of a fairytale. The thought had the breath freezing in her throat. Her hand went to her cheek, feeling for the cut that had burned like acid soaking straight to her bones. When her fingers felt nothing other than smooth skin, she exhaled, hoping it had only been a nightmare. “Then where the fuckity fuck am I?” she whispered into the quiet of the room.
Shoving the blanket off her legs, Jenna scooted to the edge, her first thought was to blink her way back to her realm now that her mind was clearing. With every inhale of breath, she knew her guys were near, but she couldn’t get a clear read on where exactly. Damien and Lucas Cordell, the princes of, well, she wasn’t exactly sure what as their father was the Vampire King who was mated to a wolf shifter. Being the eldest of their children, and twins, she guessed they were next in line to take over if he should ever step down. The last time she’d seen the powerful king, he was no closer to releasing his title than she was. Being the Fey Queen for thousands of years was something she was proud of, yet it was also a burden. The memory of the time when the Goddess had revealed herself to Jenna came flooding back to her in a rush, making her feel lightheaded.
The garden of the Goddess was always a place Jennaveve felt she could go to when life, or more aptly, the fighting, became too much. Today, she was bone weary of all the warring between her kind and the others in the Fey Realm. Watching friends become enemies. Lovers become the complete opposite as they, along with families, destroyed each other, all over their thirst for power. The need for more. Always more, whether it was magic or land, it was always bloody and filled with the stench of death, and she was tired of watching, waiting for it to come to her door. “Dear Goddess, I’m ever so tired,” she sighed.
“Ah, my sweet Jennaveve, you are far stronger than you give yourself credit for,” a lilting voice whispered over the lilac fields.
Jenna jerked into an upright position, searchi
ng around her for the source of the voice. Oh, she knew who the speaker was, had heard the Goddess in her head hundreds of times in the three centuries she’d been alive, but not once had she actually thought to hear it out loud. Maybe she was hallucinating?
“You are quite lucid, child,” the Goddess laughed. The sound like silver bells, only much more—magical.
She wasn’t sure if she should stand, or kneel, or bow. Heck, she wasn’t sure which direction to face or if she should face the ground and beg for forgiveness. Her entire body quivered out of fear. What had she done to bring notice from the Goddess?
“You should do none of the above, my sweet. Sit, let’s take a moment and enjoy the quiet before the storm.” The Goddess’s soothing voice was like a caress.
Her mouth went dry as she stood. “I’m sorry for...interrupting your space,” Jenna sputtered. Dear Goddess, she was speaking to the Goddess. Holy crap! A golden glow became almost solid, projecting the most beautiful form Jenna had ever seen, eclipsing everything else and stealing her breath as she stared.
The Goddess waved her hand. “No apologies. Sit with me.”
Fear had her doing as she was told without question. The ethereal woman sat next to her, their legs almost touching as she took a blade of grass between her fingers. “What would you wish for if you had just one wish, Jennaveve?”
A lump formed in her throat as she thought of what to say.
“There is no right or wrong answer, only the truth,” the Goddess instructed.
Knowing the being next to her would know if she didn’t speak from the heart, Jenna licked her lips. Her mind spun. The first thing most would ask for would probably be power, but Jenna didn’t crave the same as the rest of her kind. She’d always been different, which made her more of an outsider in many, if not most, circles, even in her home with her family. What she truly wanted, if she could have one wish, was something her Fey family would scoff at, but in her soul, was what she yearned for. Without hesitating, she took a deep breath, taking in the sweet scent of lilacs, and released it. “I want to be able to rest without fear and have my people do the same each night.”