Chapter 19
The sound of the front door opening and closing woke me.
I felt heavy with sleep and disorientation at first, but that lasted only for a moment.
I was tucked in between two hot werewolves, having fallen asleep on the sunken floor in the former conservatory, pillowed on Linc’s chest, with Dom’s arm around me and his body blanketing my back.
It was warm, and my skin felt hot, and there was something…like an itch, something I needed, but I wasn’t sure what it was.
I looked up, not sure why, and Ellis was there, evening primrose colors giving him a powdery soft halo. I sucked in a surprised breath of air. The sunset colors made it look as if he were blushing furiously.
“You woke our mate, Ell,” Dom said, his breath tickling my neck.
It gave me goose bumps, and I shivered. I desperately wanted Dom to follow through with a kiss, was about to tell him to, when his lips pressed against the skin of my neck.
Oh, fuck. That was electrifying. Like standing naked in the spring rain or drinking really good tea.
I turned my head toward Dom, and the other two started a low growl, Linc’s so intense, I could feel it all the way to my toes.
The pillows around us dipped with Ellis’s weight a moment later, and his fingers pressed against my forehead.
“Marcus.” His voice was hoarse, and his fingers didn’t move. I wished they would.
“Tell us what you want, Little Red.” Dom’s baritone was seductive. I could listen to him all day.
Linc’s growl grew in volume and intensity. “Dom. Stop pressuring him.”
Was Dom pressuring me? My cock was taking interest in this entire situation, and I couldn’t blame Dom for that. What exactly was this situation? What did I want it to be?
I’d fantasized about vacation sex. This was not that.
Dom was playfully passionate and just cheeky enough to parade me around in front of the entire town.
Ellis had sewn my skin back together and played nursemaid.
His touch, even now, was deeply comforting.
And Linc. I wasn’t sure what to do with Linc, where to place him.
I just knew I seemed to be developing a habit of falling asleep on him.
These werewolves, they made me feel so…coveted.
Cosseted. In just a few days. I’d said I would give them a chance.
That meant I was also allowed to explore, wasn’t I?
That’s what chances were, explorations of what was possible.
I’d seen that in a dictionary somewhere.
I really wanted to explore. A tiny little bit of exploration could mean…
whatever I wanted it to mean, and it didn’t automatically equal a relationship.
It was like getting a sample of a new type of oolong, basically.
I cleared my throat, and that immediately got everyone’s attention. “How would… I mean, if we, the four of us, were to, erm…fuck. As it were.”
The daylight was fading, and the sunset shadows made the interest that was turned on me from three sets of werewolf eyes even more pronounced.
Dom grinned. Ellis slowly came closer until he could lift my legs into the crook of his arm. Linc sat up and pulled me with him so I could look at him. Up at him.
“Do you want to tell us what you like? Or do you just want to watch, maybe join in when you like what you see?”
My mouth was dry, but my cock was leaking.
Linc holding me felt divine, and he smelled good, like someone who’d been moving around all day, traces of some sort of cologne clinging to him.
I had a sudden urge to rub my face against his chest, but managed to behave like a normal person who’d just met his werewolf mates, meaning I gaped at him with my mouth hanging open. Holy hotpants.
I knew what I wanted, kind of. There was a buzzing, a heavy feeling centered around my abdomen. Yeah, I knew what I wanted.
“I like…I like receiving.”
Linc cupped my chin with a strong hand and ran his thumb along my jaw. “Receiving what?”
I tried looking away, but he wouldn’t let me. My toes curled. I felt so empty. Was it really this easy? Could it be? Was putting it into words all I needed to do to get a fantasy fulfilled?
Well, it sure as fuck was worth a try. I pursed my lips before speaking.
“Receiving your cocks. Obviously. Uh. Maybe not… I don’t love oral. Giving it.” I glanced at Dom to make sure he didn’t think I hadn’t liked what he’d done. “I would really like to lie back and…you know. Get to have a good time.”
I was waiting. For them to complain. For them to make a joke. For them to laugh. None of that happened. I didn’t think any of them blinked, but there was a lot of heavy breathing going on, and Linc’s nostrils were definitely flaring.
“Look at me,” he said in a voice that felt like a command. I obeyed. “You never do anything you don’t like, and when something doesn’t feel right, you say stop. Then it’ll stop. Is that clear?”
He was commanding. My hips twisted of their own accord. “Yes, clear. Clear as a mountain spring.”
Linc leaned forward, nuzzling my hairline. “A mountain spring, huh?”
“You’re the hottest little thing from here to the nearest ocean.” Dom bent over me until our noses were almost touching. “Blushing, Little Red? I like that.”
Ellis growled and moved. Lights went on, warm and dim. They illuminated the bookshelf and parts of the wall. There was a control panel set in the floor right next to the sunken area, hidden by a lid. Fancy. I saw Ellis open a compartment next to it and pull out a few things.
“We have lube here. Condoms too.”
I shivered at the thought. Linc’s fingers had wandered to my neck, and his touch felt so good.
Soothing. The very idea of putting a condom on him sat wrong with me, deeply wrong.
I could see how silly that was, but at the same time, bodily fluids could be fun—the smell, the taste.
The very thought of getting it deep inside of me made me want to shove my pants down and beg for it.
“Y-you guys’re okay? I mean…we don’t need the condoms, do we? I did just get tested, so…”
That got everyone’s attention all over again. Hmm. Maybe that heavy breathing and the intense staring was kind of sexy. Yes, it was definitely kind of sexy.
“Marcus.” Linc sounded almost strict.
I decided I wanted more of that sexy look.
“I want you to come inside of me.” Yup, that got them to freeze and stare and breathe like we were in a thick fog.
It gave me a rush of power, and like a lot of people with a little power at their fingertips, I decided it was good enough to abuse.
I ran a hand down to my crotch—I was so very hard, and the precum had soaked my underwear—and used my fingers to rub the spot I hoped they were as interested in as I currently was. “In here.”
They were absolutely frozen. Like, there was several seconds of no one moving a muscle as if they were those dudes who paint themselves with gold color and hang out in tourist spots to pose for pictures if you give them money. Living statues. They were like living statues.
“Did I die and go to heaven?” Dom asked.
I was beginning to feel really good about this. I grinned at him.
“Nope, but what big eyes you have.”
He cupped my cheek, brushing the spot Linc had abandoned and making it so that both their arms were close enough to my face that I could smell their skin and not much else. It was the best thing I’d ever smelled.
“Little Red, are you planning on giving me a heart attack and sending me there?” Dom growled.
My witticisms failed me, and I ended up closing my legs and rubbing my knees together, maybe out of embarrassment, I wasn’t even sure. But there was growling right away, from Ellis.
“We should all get undressed. Marcus, remember that you can say stop. Do you mind if we take your clothes off?” Linc looked at Ellis. “Should we get him a blanket, make sure he keeps warm?”
Ellis nodded, and his Adam’s apple moved under the slightly stubbly skin of his neck. Hmm. I wanted to lick there.
“After. It’s fine if we keep him warm for now. I… We need to make sure he’s stretched.”
“Won’t work with my clothes on, just saying.” I grinned at the lot of them. Yes, they were definitely cuter when their eyes were this wide…and when their pupils were this large, I realized. I could barely make out the green in Dom’s eyes anymore.
“Little Red,” he said, sounding breathless. Then he kissed me, fitting his mouth to mine and sending a tingly feeling all through me.
I couldn’t hear anything for a second or two, just the blood rushing in my ears, but then there was a low growling from Linc. Dom was making noises too, but it was more like a deep purr, so deep I could feel it more than hear it, but with his body this close to mine, it reverberated through us.
“Let him breathe. Fuck, why’re you moving like that, Marcus?”
I looked at Ellis at the mention of my name. He was staring at me and Dom. I tried to figure out what he meant, but then Linc’s hand wandered down my body to my waist, and I could see it. I was sort of writhing with pleasure at the touch.
I smiled. “I think I’m impatient.”
“Ah.” Dom’s head sagged forward, his forehead pressing into the crook of my neck. I felt his breath tickling my skin.
“Marcus, look at me.” Linc again, with that voice that made me obey.
“Hmm?”
“Is it okay if we take your clothes off? Can we touch you?”
I was about ready to melt. At the suggestion of more touch, a shiver ran through me, and one of them growled. Apparently, I’d moved again.
“Yes, undress me. And touch me. All over.”
They did. Linc’s touch was excruciatingly tender when he slipped his fingers under my shirt and started peeling it off. At the same time, Ellis started on my socks, and Dom, the third dancer in this exquisite choreography, opened the button on my jeans.
Linc got my shirt off, and I watched Dom slide his hand into my jeans and gasp, then lift his fingers to his mouth and suck them.
His eyes met mine. “You’re soaked through. You taste so good.”
I blushed furiously, but before I could get too embarrassed, Ellis pulled down my pants.