Chapter Four
She stepped aside and motioned them both into the room. It wasn’t a suite or anything so there wasn’t much space to sit or hang out other than the bed. It seemed oddly intimate but Megan supposed they were far beyond that if she was going to actually have sex with Adam too.
Not like she had much to complain over, Adam shared the Rosario genes and was just as handsome as Sid and Shane were. And she knew him. Knew him better than she knew Shane, which was comforting and disconcerting all at once.
“Shane, you understand that Adam is part of my extended family right? We’ll see him all the time.” She tossed her things off the bed and patted it. They joined her, Shane making sure his leg touched hers.
“Like you’ll have to get used to my bond with Layla?”
“I have no other choice, do I? And you’re awfully flip. We’ll see how you feel after this.” She shrugged. “You don’t live nearby. You don’t have a typical anchor relationship. In fact, with the way an anchor bond usually works, the Anchor needs to be as powerful or more than the mated pair and/or related to the male. I’m really only convinced this will work because you’ve lived outside a Pack so you don’t really have any hierarchal relationship and Adam is your cousin. But you know, it’s harder when the bond is new and the Anchor isn’t mated yet. I just want to talk about this up front. We rushed into the bond and I want this to work.”
“You’re assuming we’ll live in Seattle? I have a life in Las Vegas.”
She nodded. “I know you do. And I know your job is important to you, I respect that. I honor it because it’s important to you. But I’m going to tell you up front, I won’t live Packless. I’m a werewolf and I am not ashamed of it. I want to live around other wolves. It’s who we are, Shane.”
“We should talk about this after the tri-bond when Adam is gone.”
She chewed her lip and looked to Adam who shrugged. “I’ll take care of you, you know that. If Shane stays in Vegas, I’ll be there for you every day. We only live five miles apart. You two can visit back and forth. You need the Anchor, Megan. You already claimed her, Shane, it’s too late to try and negotiate on this. You aren’t dating, you’re mated. You claimed her and you may not live as a wolf but you sure as hell know what you did and you did it anyway. You know there could have been others for her if you hadn’t claimed her. Eventually she’d have found another mate out there. You took that step knowing you can’t take it back. Suck it up and deal.”
“If you like, you can leave while we do the tri-bond. I’ll call you when it’s over or we can meet downstairs or whatever.” The warmth that’d crept back into her eyes ebbed away when she looked to him again. He didn’t like it one bit. He may not know what the hell they’d do about their living situation but he knew they’d be together somehow. His parents made it work somehow, didn’t they?
As for the tri-bond, there was no fucking way on Earth he was going to let her have sex with Adam without him there. He didn’t mean to hurt her, didn’t want to. They had to work this out and it wasn’t going to happen if he let her distance herself.
He moved to her and she lay back on the bed, looking up into his face. Her hair tumbled around her head, her lips slightly parted.
She reached up, touching his face and he turned into her palm, pressing a kiss there. She smiled and he did too. Megan Warden was truly beautiful.
Adam stayed where he’d been sitting, waiting for them to make a decision and Shane turned back to his cousin after brushing his lips over Megan’s just to steal a taste.
“I want to be here when you seal the tri-bond.”
Adam nodded. “All right. Is this okay with you, Megan? Do you trust me?”
She sat up and took Adam’s hand, kissing it. “I do. I’m honored you’d do this for us.”
Adam laughed and then looked to Shane, who joined him. “Megan, do you think it’s a punishment to serve as your Anchor? To touch you that way? You’re—” he shrugged “—incredibly desirable. Smart. Strong. I’m the lucky one. It’s me who’s honored.”
“And you’re okay with seeing me with another male?” Megan turned back to Shane.
He thought it over carefully. The anchor bond was something he accepted. Clearly it was a safety issue for her and God knew he wanted her protected. He remembered how on edge Layla had been when he’d stepped in as her Anchor because she’d gone several days after the claiming without an Anchor. At the same time, it did it for him that another man found her sexy.
Not a very typical fetish, he supposed, but common enough. He liked to watch and he knew no one would ever be to her what he was so it took away any real fear of losing her to anyone else. All the thrill, none of the negatives.
“Yes,” he said, knowing from the way her eyes were lit that she’d picked up just how aroused he was.
A smile bloomed over her lips, bursting into his gut. He watched hungrily as she lay back down. Slowly, she trailed fingertips up her thighs, her skirt sliding upward, and then over her mound and breasts. After that, she stretched her arms up above her head and left them there.
“Then I suppose someone should help me out of these sandals.”
The breath rushed from Adam’s lips and Shane knew exactly what he meant.
“You get the sandals, I’ll get the shirt and bra and meet you in the middle.” Shane sent her a wicked grin and she laughed.
“I’m all yours. But I’d like to put in a request for you two to be naked as well. We rushed before, I haven’t been able to see much.”
Adam whipped his shirt away and got off the bed. Megan’s heart thudded in her chest to be the center of these two males’ attention. Both of them so sexy and clearly attracted to her. She’d never had a threesome with two men before so she sure as hell planned to make the most of it.
Shane took her chin in his fingers and turned her to face him. Which she happily did as he got rid of his shirt and then slowly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and stepped from them.
“Whoo,” she whispered. His boxer briefs slid down impressively hard thighs and he stood there totally naked and obviously not that disappointed about a threesome because his cock was so hard it tapped his belly. “Dr. Rosario, you do keep in shape.”
She looked over to Adam who’d finished undressing and leaned over her feet to get her sandals off.
Where Shane was big and broad, Adam was shorter although no less broad. She didn’t know too many long and lean wolves like Sid. Adam’s longer hair slid forward, obscuring his face. But the part that wasn’t obscured was also quite pleased to be part of this scenario. Gentle fingers untied the straps and removed her shoes, kneading her feet once he was done.
Megan groaned and stretched, enjoying the feeling for long moments.
He looked up at her groan and smiled. “I’d like to kiss you.” Adam looked to Shane to make sure everyone was in and Shane nodded.
“I’d like that too.” She got to her knees and leaned toward his lips and he met her halfway. Dimly she realized Shane had pulled her shirt and bra off, the clever man.
Shane’s hands caressed her back and shoulders as Adam’s mouth met hers. It was just a hint of a kiss, an appetizer. He drew back and she realized they were all wading in so carefully.
Truth be told, what she felt for Shane, she knew would be forever. It was what the mate bond was. She needed him, yes. She wanted him, lusted after him, wanted to know him. But she didn’t love him. She might have felt more intensely for him if he’d been more enthusiastic about the bond but at that moment she knew they could work toward love and with work, they’d achieve it. But right then she was just as turned on by Adam as she was by Shane, although for different reasons.
There was no doubt in Megan’s mind that she’d never cheat on Shane or step outside their bond. She wouldn’t, period. Didn’t want to. It wasn’t who she was and it wasn’t what she envisioned for herself and her mate. After this day, it would be just her and Shane unless they agreed otherwise and she doubted that would happen, at least not for a long time after they’d established their relationship and their trust level with each other.
She turned to Shane and sifted her fingers through his dark hair, his eyes closed halfway and he pressed into her touch.
“I want you to enjoy this. I like to watch, Megan. I like that he’ll have you this once, have what’s mine because I allow it. But never again.” He whispered it like a confession, like an offering of something intimate and she took it as such.
It meant something, more than just something physical.
A hint of a smile played at the corner of his mouth just before it met hers. All amusement dissolved as the passion in his kiss sizzled against her. He traced the curve of her lips with his tongue. As if he was memorizing their shape. His teeth grazed her bottom lip as he sucked it into his mouth. Electric heat arced down her spine, bringing her body into an arch.
His taste wended through her, marking her, spoiling her for any other as she sucked at his tongue. She felt the mattress dip behind her as Adam settled in at her back, pulling her skirt and panties down. Shane pulled away, having her lean on him as Adam finished undressing her. Desire-stunned, she angled herself so she could see them both, totally naked.
Her eyes widened at the sheer beauty of those two masculine bodies. Holy shit, Shane was gorgeous. He was what could only be described accurately as “ripped.” Not just a muscled stomach but an honest to fucking goodness six-pack. The muscles ran tight over his ribs, across his shoulders and down his chest. He was absolutely stunning. When he caught the appraisal and appreciation in her gaze, a sexy smile broke over his face.
“I love how you look at me.”
She laughed. “I can’t not look at you.” She moved her gaze to Adam and his tawny skin. Shane’s looks were big and masculine but also had an elegance to them. But Adam was more feral, brawny, just barely leashed. His hair was longer, his eyes were wilder. “And you aren’t a chore to stare at either.” She shrugged with a laugh. “Well, let’s get started, shall we?”
Ensorcelled by the sight of Shane, the heat of his skin, she leaned toward him, bending her head. The scent of his soap and the musk of his cologne ribboned through her. She scented herself on him still from earlier and it tightened things low. She flicked her tongue over his nipple, first one and then the other, liking the way he groaned in response.
He arched his hips forward, clearly wanting her touch, her tongue, elsewhere. Reaching out, she ran the tips of her fingers up the length of his cock. The silk of his skin, hot and hard, greeted her senses. The musk of his scent reached her and she had to close her eyes a moment against the feral appeal.
Swallowing against the raw need that rode her, she grinned at him. “My, my, my. So much to touch and taste.”
Adam moved behind her, kissing across her shoulders and, not wanting to ignore him, she turned around to face him. He pulled her against his naked chest so they were skin to skin. When her mouth opened on a gasp of pleasure at the sensation, he lowered his lips to hers, kissing her hard. His hands, large and strong, ran down the small of her back, over the curve of her ass and thighs. Needing to get to the heart of the matter, her hands went for his cock and he hissed his pleasure at her touch.
Shane laughed, pressing himself against her back, his cock pressing into the soft flesh of her ass. “You’re so fucking sexy here wedged between us. I’ve never seen anything so damned sexy in my life.” He left a warm, wet trail as he dragged his tongue from her ear down her neck and shoulder, holding her head arched back using her hair.
Her nipples met the hard muscle of Adam’s chest and he moved from side to side, grazing them with his own. Megan arched her back, tipping her head back so Shane could continue to kiss her neck.
“Ready for step two?” Moist heat spread from her ear down her body.
“Hmm?” she managed as she ran her nails down Adam’s ribs.
“We’re moving to the fucking portion of the day’s events. Just making sure you’re still with us,” Shane murmured in her ear, nibbling the lobe, leaving goose bumps in his wake.
She laughed at that but it strangled into a moan as Adam’s mouth slid down the upper curve of her right breast and his tongue circled her nipple. “Are you kidding? This is like the women’s version of a ‘Penthouse Letter.’”
“Well then, let’s get to it.” Shane bit the tendon where neck met shoulder and she nearly lost her mind.
Adam took a nipple between his teeth, sending shivers of delight up and down her torso. She had one hand buried in his hair and reached back with the other to hold Shane to her. Shane smoothed his hands down her body, moved around to her belly and parted her pussy with one hand, slowly making the circuit from her gate back up around her clit and back again with clever fingers.
The three of them moved as one unit, writhing, making soft sounds of arousal. Megan tugged on Shane’s hair to bring his mouth closer as she craned her neck to kiss him. Her hips churned restlessly, jerking forward as he pinched her clit every few circuits. Bright shards of pleasure burst through her, heating her, driving her upward. Adam moved to the other breast to console that ignored nipple.
Just the smell of male skin and arousal, the feel of those hard bodies writhing against hers sent Megan hurtling over the edge into a teeth-grindingly intense orgasm.
“Oh yes, like that, ohgod ohgod ohgod,” she whispered into Shane’s mouth as her body trembled.
Finally Adam pulled back and Shane moved his hand. The cocky smile on Adam’s face had faded into a look of intense concentration. “On your belly.”
She shivered as Shane put a pillow beneath her hips to prop her up. She so loved being fucked this way. A gentle but firm hand arranged her just-so, leaving her wide-open to him, ass in the air, thighs spread wide. The broad head of Adam’s cock brushed against the slick-hot gate to her pussy and he pushed in slowly.
She sucked in her breath sharply. Her eyes rolled up into her head at the pleasure of the thickness of him filling her up, stroking those nerve endings deep inside her. More, she wanted more. She rolled her hips to push back against him, meeting his thrust.
With a soft grunt, he pressed in totally to the root, the short, wiry hair at the base of his cock tickling against the bare lips of her pussy. He ran his hands along her back and around to her breasts.
“No,” Shane said, swatting Adam’s hands. “Those are mine.” She had to make the effort to open her eyes but it was worth it to catch the sight of his wicked grin as he scooted in front of her.
“That’ll make it hard for me to put that gorgeous cock in my mouth then won’t it?” Megan asked as her voice went slurred a bit when Adam began to draw out of her.
Shane’s eyes lit with approval. “You’re quite right.”
Adam’s hands went back to her breasts, rolling the nipples between his fingers, shooting fire right to her clit. She thrust back against him and looked Shane in the eyes, running her tongue around her lips in invitation. Their connection tautened, strengthened and relief slid though her.
He scooted toward her and, without preamble, she lowered her mouth down around his cock and he shuddered on a moan. The rhythm of Adam’s slow and tortuous in and out and her slow and tortuous up and down was incredibly intense. It seemed like rather than three people, they were one machine, moving on each other, the flow of pleasure heightened with each pass. Still, despite the pleasure of having two men in her at once, it was Shane she felt inside her. In her heart, in her brain, in her bones.
Adam’s pace began to get restless, he started to speed up and add force, his nice fat cock battering into her as she arched up to meet him. Shane was close, his balls drawn up into his body, his cock rock hard, his breathing shallow. Megan knew he watched not just her mouth on his cock but Adam fucking into her body.
“I’m almost there, Megan. Come with me,” Adam gritted out. She grabbed one of his hands and guided it to her swollen clit. He took the hint and ran his thumb over it, mashing it as his thrusts became more frenzied.
Shane’s hands fisted in her hair as he thrust upward into her mouth. She worked to stay relaxed even as orgasm began to make itself known in her body once again. Just as she knew it would hit, Shane’s came first. He moaned long and low, his cock pulsing time and again and she worked to hold climax for herself back until he was done, wanting to draw every bit of his pleasure into herself first.
Finally as he softened in her mouth, she gave his cock one last parting kiss and pulled up, opening herself to her orgasm. It came, hard and fast, painting stars against her closed eyelids as Adam grunted out his own, slamming against her, grabbing her hips so hard she knew there would be bruises. Moments later they collapsed into a heap onto Shane’s legs, the three of them spent, working to catch their breath for several minutes as the anchor bond settled into place, making her whole, bringing Adam into their lives forever.
At long last Adam pulled out and helped Megan settle on her side. He got out of bed and kissed her temple. “I’m going to go for now. That was amazing. I’m always going to be here for you if you need me. You two just be together. I’ll see you in a bit.”
Megan opened her eyes, and smiled as she watched him get dressed and head to the door.
“Thank you, Adam. For everything.” She waved.
He laughed. “It was my pleasure. Thank you. Thank you both.”
And he was gone.
* * *
Shane didn’t speak for a long while. What had just happened was intense and wonderful on many levels and he didn’t want to spoil it with words. He brought her against his body, spooning her to himself, content to breathe her in as they got their breath back.
“Wow,” Shane finally said softly. “I can’t, there aren’t words for how beautiful you were, how hot it was to see you between us that way. You’re amazing.” He nuzzled her neck and she sighed, wriggling back into him. His cock stirred, happily ready to take her again. He did have to admit that was one of the best things about being a werewolf.
“It was awesome. And it feels like you’re ready to go again.”
“Can you take me?”
She turned in his arms, big green eyes looking up into his face, seeing right to the very heart of him. “I want you inside me.”
He hugged her then, before rolling off the bed to stand. Reaching out, he dragged her to the edge of the mattress. Slowly, seductively, Megan stretched one leg up and around his body, spreading herself open for him. The bed was the perfect height for this.
She was so fucking beautiful there spread out just for him like a banquet. He tested her, finding her wet and swollen from their last round. Her clit was slippery and sensitive and she caught her breath as he flicked his fingertips over it.
She wrapped her legs around him and pulled him closer, grabbing his cock and guiding him true. When the head of his cock entered her, he stilled.
Her eyes, those beautiful eyes looked up into his and he felt something deep inside him stir and unfurl. With the late afternoon sun glinting off her pale skin, she glowed like alabaster. Tri-bond established at last, she was all his. Forever.
He felt a pulse of her honey scald his balls. Smiling down at her, he hilted with one last press into her, loving the way her pussy fluttered and clutched his cock.
She sighed and stretched, arching her back toward him. “So very nice,” she murmured lazily.
“Mmm. I’m in total agreement.” He dragged himself out of her tight, slick heat and thrust back in. What a fucking understatement that was.
“Yes,” he said, unable to speak again for a few moments, “I’m going to need to do this every fucking day.”
The pace was slow, leisurely but intense. Their gazes locked together, they didn’t need to speak much because their bodies said everything needed saying. All uncertainty of where he’d live and what their next steps would be didn’t matter compared to what they were with each other right then. What they would always be.
The depth of that connection shook him. He wanted to fall to his knees and thank the heavens for it, for the way it made him feel totally right and whole. But also to rail and cry because he truly felt the depth of his disassociation with who and what he was in his togetherness with Megan. The contrast of the two halves of his existence shook him deeply.
There was only her, he had to stop thinking about anything but her. They didn’t say anything further as he quickened his thrusts. That is, until she began to beg. If she only knew, if he only could reveal that dark place deep within him, the part that loved to make a woman beg.
“Please, please, please,” she whispered over and over.
“Please?” A slow grin broke over his face.
“Oh God yes, please,” Megan answered, nodding, sending all that gold hair into disarray.
“Hmm, maybe I’ll just, you know, get a sandwich and come back in a few minutes.” He grinned at her. Until she shifted so she could reach around and cup his balls, running her fingernails over them, palming them at the same time. She undulated her hips, her inner muscles squeezing and stroking his cock until beads of sweat popped out on his forehead. Her satisfied smile made him laugh.
“Okay so the sandwich can wait. Yes. Oh yeah, like that.” He bit out the words as he began to fuck her hard and fast. The sound of skin slapping skin reverberated through the room as he watched her breasts moving up and down as he thrust. He wanted to crawl inside her and stay there for the duration.
She arched and he adjusted his entry so that on each thrust the length of his cock brushed against her clit. Those desire-heavy, half-lidded eyes flew open as she gasped. Her cunt spasmed around his cock as she came.
A ragged moan came from him as the echoes of her orgasm through her pussy dragged him into his own climax. He thrust harder then, his back straightened and, deep within her, his cock unloaded as he growled low and yet loud.
Finally, he collapsed onto her, both their bodies still partly off the bed, her legs still clasped around his waist. Chest to chest, their hearts pounded, rebounding off the other as the sweat cooled and breathing normalized.
He looked at the digital clock next to the bed and realized his entire universe had changed in less than six hours.