Convincing Emily [Wolff Pack 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (19 page)

Fully impaled on Charlie’s cock, Emily finally broke the kiss and panted, putting her forehead down on Charlie’s chest. She took a few deep breaths and relaxed her muscles as Cole worked one finger in and out of her.

“That’s great, sweetheart, nice and easy. I’m going to add more lube and another finger.” Cole’s voice seemed darker, more beast than man and she knew he was trying really hard to be gentle.

“Breathe, baby. He’s taking it slow. We’re going to take this slow.” Charlie cupped her face, and Emily gave him a shaky smile, too consumed by sensations to speak.

Cole added more lube, and she shivered before another finger slipped inside her, stretching her. He went back and forth, adding more lube and another finger. He pumped his fingers slowly, scissoring them until she couldn’t wait another second. He drove her crazy to the point that she wanted to feel his thick cock inside of her.

She felt the head of his cock and exhaled as he pushed forward.
She closed her eyes, awash in the conflicting sensations. Discomfort. A little pain. Burning. And edgy, dark excitement that flushed through her body. She trembled, her arms shaking as she tried to brace herself against Charlie.
Cole’s fingers dug into her sides, tighter until she was sure she’d bear his marks on her skin.
She cried out, part in shock and part in relief as the burning lessened. Charlie stroked her cheek, petting and offering her reassurance and comfort.

“You’re so fucking tight,” Cole groaned. “God, Emily, you can’t imagine how good you feel.”

He pushed in farther until she felt his balls come to rest against her pussy.
Then he went tense all over and strained, holding himself as deep as he could go and letting her adjust fully to his size. She felt full with both of their cocks stuffed inside her body. Bigger. Harder. Thicker. They both seemed to know when she was ready for more. Cole
withdrew, and she rippled over his cock, her anus tugging at him. He pushed back in as Charlie pulled his cock from her pussy. The two men began a gentle rhythm, thrusting, withdrawing. Cole gripped her behind, spreading her, clutching and opening her wider as he pushed back inside her.

Gradually, as her body became more accustomed to the dual invasion, she twisted restlessly, fidgeting as edgy arousal sizzled over her, awakening her to new pleasures. As if sensing her readiness, Cole and Charlie began moving harder, their thrusts deeper and more forceful.
Faster and more frantically, they worked her together.

Cole’s fingers dug into her ass, and he began pumping hard and deep against her body. Then he withdrew, holding himself just inside her body before powering forward in one forceful lunge that had her crying out.

She needed release. She needed to come. Her body was tight and straining, her muscles so clenched and needy that she was to the point of pain. A harsh cry tore from Cole’s throat, and he began fucking her with ruthless, deep strokes. His hips slapped against her ass over and over. He trembled against her and then strained forward, holding himself as his orgasm blew through his body. Charlie seemed just as intense as Cole was in that moment. His canines lengthened as he panted and fucked her up and down on his cock. Somehow they both managed to manipulate her body so much that the only thing Emily had to do was feel.

Hoisting herself upward, she reached down, sliding her fingers over her mound to her clit. As soon as she touched herself, she felt the explosive orgasm burst over her. It rolled through her with excruciating force. She flew and lost awareness of everything but her endless release.

With a guttural shout, Cole came, and his fingers dug into her hips as he held her against his throbbing, pulsing cock.

Below her, Charlie stiffened and began thrusting upward, holding her firmly. Warm semen spilled inside her pussy, spurting with each push of his hips.

Together they sandwiched her, each claiming a shoulder, and bit down. Sharp points of pain morphed into pleasure as they both marked and claimed her as theirs once more. Moments later, her body completely sated, she fell against Charlie as he lay back down on the bed.

“Oh, God…I think you killed me,” Cole murmured, licking her shoulder.

“That’s my line.” Emily said, and both men laughed.

Emily closed her eyes and let sleep take over. She couldn’t keep her eyes open another second. She was exhausted. “I love you, both of you.”

“I love you, too, sweetheart.” Charlie rolled onto his side, and both men wrapped her in their arms, creating a warm cocoon.

“I love you, Em. Get some sleep. Tomorrow’s the run.” Cole’s warm lips brushed across her neck.

That was the last thing she felt before she passed out.

Emily woke up with a huge smile on her face. She stretched her body and cringed a little. Her muscles were sore and achy, but in the best of ways. The corners of her mouth lifted with the memory of last night and she sighed in bliss. Her eyes drifted open to stare at the ceiling for a moment while her sleep-fogged brain adjusted to the surroundings. Disappointed to find the men gone, she got out of bed and stumbled to the bathroom.

Striding toward the bathroom, Emily started the shower and let the water heat up as she took care of business and brushed her teeth. She felt a little more human when her teeth were clean. Grinning at herself in the mirror, Emily stared at herself and felt as if she was looking at a totally different person. She looked content, happy, and more relaxed than she’d felt in years.

When steam began billowing from the stall, she quickly turned and jumped in. This giddy feeling was completely new for her, but she liked it. Emily moved fast, washing her hair and body in record time. Shutting the water off, she grabbed the towel hanging over the stall and dried off before heading into the bedroom.

The big oak dresser standing in the corner of the room was so masculine and fitting, just like her men. She grinned and pulled open a drawer, finding her favorite pair of jeans and a T-shirt. After locating some socks, she dressed in record time and practically skipped from the room.

Today was the annual run, and Emily had mixed feelings about the event, especially since it was about to begin. She’d barely had any alone time with her men since marking and claiming them, and would really prefer to stay in bed most of the day. But she couldn’t. This was important to the pack and other packs around the country, and she planned on helping Nicole and Addison.

From what she’d learned, the run happened once a year and brought single wolves from all over the world to one designated location for hunting, games, and parties, with the end goal, they might meet their mate. She actually thought it was a really good idea and had mentioned at breakfast that it would be better if it was a multi-shifter run. Bringing different species together would be more beneficial, considering her mates were wolves. The Alphas seemed to agree, and so she was in charge of helping with next year’s event. Everything seemed to be going so well in her life. In fact, the truck with her boxes was set to arrive the following week.

This was a new experience for her and she tried to not let her nerves get the better of her. She’d never gone on a run or a hunt with any other species other than her own. Most shifters stuck with their own kind. It was just the way things were. It wasn’t that shifters of different species didn’t get along. They just tended to stay with what or who they knew. Now, here she was, getting ready to go out with her mates and meet other wolf packs.

The smell of bacon, eggs, and pancakes filled her head the closer she got to the kitchen and her stomach growled.

“Hey…there she is. I was getting worried, baby.” Charlie swiped out an arm and pulled her onto his lap.

He grinned and kissed the breath right out of her lungs before releasing her. Emily shook her head and smiled before taking the chair next to him. Cole came to her then, putting a plate full of delicious-looking food in front of her before placing a kiss on her lips.

“Eat up. Today’s going to be a big day, and you need your energy after that marathon last night.”

Cole sat down, stretching out his long legs before grabbing a cup of coffee off the table. He leaned back in his chair and watched her from eyes dark with passion. Emily picked up a piece of bacon, staring intently at him and licking her lips before taking a bite. She groaned in bliss as the flavor burst across her tongue, and Cole moaned.

Laughing to herself, Emily decided to concentrate on her plate and eat. She needed to finish breakfast, or the three of them would end up naked and fucking instead of heading out to the run.

* * * *

Cole couldn’t seem to take his eyes off Emily. She was a vision of beauty in more than just her looks. Her eyes were full of spark, and her skin glowed with health. She was at ease, and it warmed his heart. He relaxed more in his chair while sipping his coffee and glanced at Charlie. Life was good.

Today was the annual run, and he wasn’t looking forward to it. He’d rather stay home with Emily and pamper her. A bubble bath would be first on the list, with him in it of course. He wanted to strip her down, massage oil into her soft skin and spend days loving her with his body. He almost groaned aloud at that thought. As soon as the run was over, Cole planned on rushing back to their cabin and locking the three of them inside.

His only job today was to provide extra security. During a wolf run, aggression and testosterone sometimes brought out the cocky side and fights were inevitable. Hopefully, luck would be on their side and things would run smoothly. Mated wolves were not required to attend, but he wanted to run with Emily in their animal forms. The thought of his wolf rubbing against her bear made his cock twitch with interest.

When they were finished eating, he forced himself to stand and walk toward the front door. It was a chore, especially since the bedroom was just down the hall, in the opposite direction. Her scent called to him. It was sweet, thick with honey and begged not only the man, but the beast to take her. He refrained…barely.

He opened the front door and forced one foot in front of the other until he was standing next to his truck. Cole climbed in and shoved the key into the ignition. The passenger-side door opened and Emily climbed in, crawling toward him. He noticed her cleavage first, the T-shirt dipping low, exposing twin globes.

His cock jerked, filling with blood, shoving hard against his zipper, and he held in a groan. When he heard her husky laugh, his eyes jumped to her face and she smiled widely.
Vixen.
She knew exactly what she was doing to him and it was obvious that she loved every minute of his suffering. Emily without a doubt knew the effect she had on him.

Cole growled and she laughed harder, before gracefully sliding next to him and placing her head on his shoulder. It was a sweet gesture and his heart swelled. She truly was a gift. The car door shut and he looked over at Charlie. This was perfect. Emily was exactly where she belonged, in between them.

* * * *

It took them longer than expected to reach the Alpha’s house, where the annual run would start. The traffic in town was congested and now, cars were bumper to bumper heading toward the driveway. Although Charlie shouldn’t be surprised, considering he’d gone to one of these events in the past. Wolves from all over came to this event every year.

He glanced over at Emily and hid a smile. It was still hard to believe they’d found her, but here she was, sitting next to him, smelling good enough to eat. He believed that the three of them together could accomplish anything. He was happy with their decision to bring her today. She needed to run with them and their pack. It would be another step in the acceptance he knew she desperately wanted.

When Cole parked their truck toward the end of the driveway, Charlie shook his head. Dang, they should’ve just walked over or gotten an earlier start. Oh well, it was too late now. Opening the door, he held out his hand and Emily took it without hesitation. Something passed between them in that moment. Trust in its purest form. He was humbled by it. Once she was out of the truck, he interlaced their fingers. There was no way he wanted to let his delectable little bear out of his sight.

When they finally made it to the house, everything seemed to be in a state of chaos. He could see most of his pack mates moving around, serving drinks and snacks to other shifters from different packs. People were talking and laughing as they walked in and out of the house, meeting new friends and reconnecting with people they had met from other gatherings.

Nicole and Addison rushed over and relief flooded their faces as they both focused on Emily. Hating to part with her for even a second, he reigned in his selfish thoughts and pasted on a smile.

“Oh, thank goodness! Emily, we need you.” Nicole grabbed their hands and detached Emily from him. “I only need to borrow her for a minute. The run is about to begin.”

Charlie relented with a nod. He watched Emily walk away with Nicole and Addison and stared after her as she made her way through the throng of people.

“Come on, let’s head outside. It’s too crazy in here.” Charlie couldn’t agree more.

He followed Cole back out and took a deep breath of fresh air. Crowds were not his thing, and chaos was a given in situations like this. He loved their smaller pack and the wide open space of North Ridge, with the solitude it offered.
Just get through this day, it’s important for Emily. Then we can take her home and make love to her for days, even weeks.
He smiled at that thought.