Curves for Three (Quick & Sexy Wolves Book 1) (5 page)

She looked at each of them in turn. “So…what will we be doing up there?”

“It’s a surprise,” Mick answered with a grin.

“The night’s just getting started,” was all Davidson Kenner would say.

CHAPTER FOUR

Davidson Kenner shoved his hands in the pockets of his slacks and smiled at Vicki as the three of them rode up the elevator together. His need was sated…for now. But he already felt the stirring of lust again when he looked at her. She smelled of him now, his love, his seed, and she smelled of Mick too, which made her doubly attractive to him and his wolf.

He liked the human female, and so did his wolf. It had been a risk, but he was very glad she’d climbed into the limo with them. He’d known she was aroused by them since it was a state that couldn’t be hidden from his wolf nose, but all the same, she’d seemed a bit skittish as well. When a man had a lot of wealth and power, he had to be careful not to intimidate those around him into giving in to things they didn’t want, just because
he
wanted them. But her body hadn’t lied, and she’d been bold enough to take what she wanted. Maybe it wouldn’t have surprised him if she hadn’t taken up his offer, but he was grateful she’d given him such a wonderful night. He hoped he and Mick could give her a wonderful night to remember as well.

“How are you doing, love?” Mick asked her. His voice was soft, concerned.

“A little shaky,” she said and laughed. “My knees are a bit wobbly.”

“We’ll take care of you.” Mick stroked a finger down her cheek. The gesture was surprisingly tender.

Davidson smiled. Mick always looked so damn intimidating because of his job as bodyguard, but he was one of the most loving people Davidson had ever met. That was one of the reasons why they’d fallen in love. But Davidson was an alpha, and his heart was big enough to love and protect more than one. He loved women, but he’d been surprised when he’d felt attraction to Mick as well after their long hours on the road together, flying to different cities, attending hundreds of meetings. There was space in both their hearts for more than one. He was only glad that Mick also loved women. The power and intimacy of bringing pleasure to three people was staggering. There was magic in love, and more magic in bigger love.

One thing was certain, he didn’t want the night to end. One look at Mick and he could tell his bodyguard was still raring to go. There were all kinds of fun toys up in Davidson’s office. The fuck in the limo had only been to take the edge off for all three of them. Up in his office, he was going to take his time with both of his lovers. He would make certain to rock both their worlds to the core before the sun was up. There was nothing wrong with wanting to give Vicki a night she’d never forget. She’d certainly given
him
a night he would never forget. He wanted to repay her in kind. An ordinary man might believe he’d already done enough, but he was far from ordinary.

He couldn’t wait to get her into his office. The executive suite was on the top floor of this building with a commanding view of Manhattan. It was a four million dollar view to be precise. But he thought she might also enjoy a view he loved and he was eager to share it with her.

He led her into the main waiting area of the suite. The woods were all mahogany and zebrano, the artwork expensive abstract art, the lighting perfectly dimmed to give a warm atmosphere.

“Beautiful,” she said, looking around eagerly, as if she wanted to remember every detail of what she saw.

Mick touched her shoulder. “This is nothing. You should see inside his office. I’ll say one thing, he does enjoy the finer things in life.”

“And I prefer to share them with people who also enjoy them,” Davidson said, putting a hand on the small of her back and kissing her on her neck, just above her uniform collar. Damn, that uniform was a little wrinkled now, but he loved it. He also loved the cum stains on her right glove where she’d been giving Mick head. Some of Mick’s seed had spilled from her lips after his friend had gotten off and dripped on her hand. There was something so deliciously dirty about her small hands covered in the soft supple velvet of those gloves with his friend’s scent and cum marking them.

He entered the digital lock code and threw wide the double doors to his office. The lights were controlled by a motion sensor and swelled to life as he entered.

Vicki’s indrawn breath made him smile with pleasure. He loved the way her eyes widened at the incredible view beyond the floor-to-ceiling glass windows. The skyscrapers and buildings of New York spread all around them, lights glittering, the city beautiful and alive.

“It’s so beautiful from up here,” she whispered. She hesitated at the threshold as if unsure she should enter.

He settled a hand on her ass and playfully nudged her forward. She seemed to realize she was standing in the doorway and blushed—which he found absolutely endearing—and she moved forward, her perfectly polished black patent leather shoes making soft taps on the Macassar ebony flooring.

Mick headed for the bar at the side of the office. “Who wants a drink?”

“Pour me a cognac. Hennessy,” he replied.

“I…what do you have?” Vicki asked.

Mick laughed. “What doesn’t he have? If you want beer, he’s got Vieille Bon Secours, but that’s only if you’re into beer that tastes like candy. Or if you want fancy, he’s got shelves of the fancy.”

“I’ll have wine, please.”

“Good choice.” Mick selected a bottle. “We’ve got a tasty Cabernet Sauvignon.” He poured her a glass, then poured himself one, and brought all three glasses over and handed them out.

“What should we drink to?” Vicki asked.

“Living life to the fullest in every moment,” Mick said.

Davidson smiled. His surly looking bodyguard had a sentimental streak that he’d always loved. He lifted his cognac. “To living life to the fullest!”

“Living life to the fullest!” Vicki echoed. “Cheers!” They all touched glasses and drank. Vicki held her glass up after drinking, an expression of wonder on her face. “That was the best wine I think I’ve ever had.”

“We pride ourselves on the finest,” Davidson said. “I’m only grateful you’ve given us a chance to share it with you.”

She didn’t seem to know how to answer, instead her cheeks were faintly tinged with blush. He found himself loving that about her. How she didn’t try to hide anything or pretend to be something she wasn’t. She was bold and brave, and he found himself wanting to please her more. He wanted to bring joy to her life, make her feel like a queen.

Davidson made up his mind and walked to the leather lounge chair near the huge windows. He set his hand on its smooth, cool top. “Here.”

They both stared at him. Vicki looked at him quizzically, but Mick had a half smile that told him that his friend had already guessed what he was thinking.

“I want to fuck you here,” Davidson elaborated. “I want you looking out over the city as we fuck you. I want you lost in beauty and pleasure. That’s what I want.”

Again her eyes widened and her voice trembled the slightest bit. “Both of you?”

He nodded. “Both of us.”

“I’m still shaky from the last time.”

“Then this will be even better.” He walked back to her, touched her chin, and turned her face up to him. He gave her a sweet kiss that was full of promises. He broke the kiss and glanced at Mick. Mick nodded, his eyes already burning with lust. That was another of the reasons Davidson loved his friend. Mick was always up for anything.

Mick’s voice was thick with desire when he spoke. “All we want is for you to feel good, Vicki. We want this to be a night you never forget.”

She laughed, and when she laughed she was so beautiful she made Davidson’s heart lurch in his chest with the desire to touch her, to have her, to make her
theirs
. She smiled at them both. “You don’t have to worry. I’ve already had an unforgettable night.”

“It’s not over yet,” Davidson said softly, looking deep into her eyes. “I’ve told you what I want, but I always get my way. Tell us what you want, Vicki. Say it and it’s yours.”

Her eyes widened. She must’ve heard how serious he was by the tone of his voice. “I want to see…”

He waited, but she began to blush and didn’t go on. He guessed what she wanted and he grinned. But he wanted her to say it anyway, so he didn’t let her off the hook. “Say it.”

“I want Mick to suck your cock,” she said quickly, her cheeks tinged with pink. “I want him to bring you right to the edge—and then not let you come. I want to be the one who makes you come. I want you coming inside me. I want you both coming inside me.”

His grin widened. “Naughty girl.”

Mick laughed. “But I love the way she thinks.”

Davidson turned to Mick and gave him the alpha stare, because he knew what she wanted to see. She wanted to see the war of dominance and pleasure between two strong men. And he was happy to give her a show that would have her wet and ready for them both. Davidson moved to stand in front of the wide leather recliner so that Vicki could watch them with the cityscape behind them. He grabbed the remote control and killed the lights, so that the room was filled with only the ambient and bright lights from the New York skyscrapers around them. It was more than enough to see by, but gave the room a dramatic atmosphere full of stark silhouettes and half shadows.

“Undress me,” he commanded his friend.

Mick had that hot look in his eyes that told Davidson he understood what was needed here. Mick moved to him and deferentially slid off his suit jacket and laid it carefully aside as though he were a manservant and not a bodyguard. Then he slowly drew his hands along Davidson’s chest, a gentle touch at the top curve of his pecs, until his fingers found the shirt’s top button. Mick began unbuttoning Davidson’s white silk shirt, taking his time, his brow furrowed, eyes intense, as if he felt each motion he made had to be perfect and precise.

Davidson looked at Vicki. God, she was beautiful. Her full curves and generous breasts—he wanted his hands on her, but he also wanted to stay right here where Mick was touching him. He liked getting his own way, but he couldn’t this time.

Not yet anyway.

Vicki watched him with her lips parted slightly, her pupils dilated, and he could hear her breathing and her heart beat, both going very fast. Her cheeks were flushed, the pink there due to arousal this time instead of her earlier embarrassment at asking to watch this. His werewolf nose could scent her renewed arousal, flooding his senses with a pheromone call for him to fuck her.

Then Davidson’s attention was distracted as Mick finally finished unbuttoning him and slipped the silk shirt from his shoulders. The cool air in his executive office caused his nipples to tighten. Mick’s left hand skimmed over the top of one nipple, thumbing and teasing it harder. Davidson gritted his teeth against the thrill of pleasure that had his cock hardening fast. He looked down, wanting to see what Mick’s right hand was up to. Mick’s other hand dropped to Davidson’s belt buckle and he expertly undid the belt. The solid gold buckle caught light from one of the surrounding skyscrapers and seemed to spark. Then Mick’s nimble fingers switched to the button of his dark slacks and from there to the zipper.

Davidson’s slacks slid down his legs and puddled around his ankles. He wasn’t wearing underwear—he seldom did anymore. His cock was raging hard, throbbing with need for someone’s touch.

Mick didn’t go for his cock, which was jutting out from Davidson’s body, proud and demanding attention. Instead, his friend sought out his mouth in a kiss that rocked Davidson back on his heels. He closed his eyes and gave himself to the kiss, consumed by it, as Mick’s hands explored his chest, his abs, dipping lower only teasingly to skim along his pubic hair before trailing higher again. He couldn’t help a groan, and he felt Mick smile against his lips.

“You like that?” Mick murmured against him.

“I do,” he and Vicki both answered at the same time. He craved another look at her.

She was gloriously disheveled and so turned on that he felt an ache of pure lust shaking inside him. So how did he know she was turned on? Her scent, the flood of sex pheromones from her, and the fact that she had her uniform jacket open, her chest half exposed, and she had her hand against her crotch and was slowly rubbing circles there, grinding against her own fingers. Her beautiful eyes were locked on him and Mick.

That gave him a thrill, seeing her like that. But Mick didn’t give him time to enjoy the sight. He firmly pushed against Davidson’s chest, urging him to sit down in the chair behind him. Smiling, Davidson gave the man what he wanted, seating himself in the cool leather.

Mick knelt before him and pushed his knees apart so he could have access to Davidson’s hard cock. His muscular bodyguard leaned forward, and he wrapped his lips around Davidson’s dick. His tongue traced over his cock slit, teasing away the precum that had been dripping from there.

He drew his mouth off, took Davidson’s cock in one large hand, and grinned up at him. “You fucking taste perfect, alpha.”

“Get back to business,” Davidson growled, but he was grinning, and Mick knew good-natured play when he heard it. “Your mouth on my cock.
Now
.”

Vicki whimpered. Davidson turned to watch her through half-lidded eyes as Mick sucked his cock. She had shimmied out of her uniform slacks and had her hand in her panties. She was pumping her hips against her hand in time to the movement of Mick’s head as he slid his lips up and down Davidson’s cock.

Mick was too well practiced at knowing what Davidson liked. He could already feel the cliff of his orgasm fast approaching. He knew what Vicki wanted, and he didn’t want to spoil the show for her. He put his hand on Mick’s shaved head and helped push his cock deeper into the other man’s throat, working himself toward coming. Mick read the signs perfectly, and he pushed himself up and away with one last playful lick along Davidson’s shaft. He left Davidson sitting there with his throbbing, swollen cock out, wet from the tip to the base of the shaft, and Mick grinned insolently.