Dwyer, Dixie Lynn - Were Love Conquers All [Were Trilogy 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (14 page)

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Charity spoke with Celeste about the attempted abduction of Alexis. She also made sure that the information leaked to Zagoran from the police department. She was able to contact the detectives on the case and have them notify Zagoran and give him the names of the wolves associated with the attempted abduction. At least the information could help Zagoran to protect his mate. A new fear traveled through the extended family.

Everyone was on edge, and even Val was questioning whether he and Charity should remain at the Venificus mansion or head back to Caliber. She used her powers to help heal him more quickly and calm his anxiety. She explained to Val that the spirits had yet to show themselves or give a foretelling of what was to come or what Charity was to actually do for the Venificus and their pack’s members. Times like this were rather frustrating.

Charity was walking in the library, looking at old books from the numerous eras as well as some family paintings of the Venificus family. She was trying to get a better understanding of the family and their importance to the were community. It was one thing to look at pictures and receive information from the Goddesses, but entirely different to experience their personalities and actions in person. The one picture of Maximus, Dante, Luther, and their parents was intriguing. She could sense the sadness in Maximus’s eyes even in the picture. Luther and Dante looked just as stressed, but not sad.

She heard the door open and sensed Luther enter. He closed the door and remained silent. She looked over her shoulder at him then back toward the painting.

Luther was incredibly handsome.

Charity had an array of abilities. But without the consent and backing of the spirits she could not use them fully. She had the ability to feel the emotions and thoughts of people around her. It was a gift that often led her to healing someone in need or simply making a deeper acquaintance. She felt Luther directly behind her and his need to be close to her. He had truly been concerned over the circumstances of the day’s events and potential harm that might have come to both Charity and Alexis. Suddenly she felt his arms go around her waist. He pulled her against his chest and cuddled next to her neck and shoulder.

“I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”

She placed her hands on his wrists to try and remove his arms, but it was useless. She really didn’t want him to let go, and she was feigning weakness around him. The truth of the matter was that she loved the feel of his embrace.

She moved her head so she could look at his face and her heart hammered in her chest.

His green eyes glowed ever so slightly, and his smile lit up her heart. The gold hoop above his eyebrow somehow added to his charming appeal, and she returned his smile. He was a possessive man. She sensed it with all her being, and it made her desire him more. He was a wolf that gave of himself fully, not partly, when it came to action. Luther was definitely a noble and gallant Alpha.

“I was right here all along. Didn’t Alexis inform you?” she challenged then turned back toward the painting. Her insides danced with anticipation as she wondered if Luther would try to kiss her again.

He gave her waist a squeeze and ignored her statement.

“Do you like that picture?” he asked.

She took a deep breath and debated about answering him. He gave her body another squeeze. She felt his thick fingers against her ribcage, and it made her feel feminine and alive with desire.

“Your Alpha asked you a question.”

She felt the chills from his command and fought with her own authority as a princess. She nodded her head. He kissed her neck, and she closed her eyes.

“The painting was created from a photograph taken last year before a party here at the mansion,” he offered, and she wondered how Maximus could look so sad if they were at a party.

“Are you certain it was before a party?” she asked cautiously.

“Of course. Why do you ask?”

“Lord Maximus looks rather sad.”

Luther chuckled.

“Stressed is more like it. He takes his position very seriously, as do Dante and I. Maximus just feels compelled to take on all the responsibility so that if something goes wrong, only he is to blame.”

“I noticed that about him and that he also does not like to be challenged.”

“He is the Royal Alpha.”

“He had no right to use his powers on Val.”

Instantly Luther turned her around to face him. He towered over her as he pulled her body against his own and stared into her eyes.

“Val was disrespectful and deserved the treatment.”

Charity tried to pull away but Luther wouldn’t let her.

“What exactly is your relationship with Val?” he questioned as he gave her waist a tug closer to his body. Her thighs parted, and she felt his erection against her belly.

She gasped in response to the burning inside of her.

“He is my boss,” she whispered, half out of breath.

His lips moved closer to her mouth, and her skin tingled with want.

“Your boss, not your lover?”

She was lost under his spell as she felt her chest heave up and down.

“Boss, not lover,” she whispered, and Luther pressed his mouth over hers then plunged his tongue inside. She sensed his relief that Val wasn’t her lover. The Alpha had been jealous. Interesting.

He kissed her wildly, and their tongues dueled for control of the kiss. He lifted her thigh higher against his waist then cupped her ass and caressed her bottom while he ravished her mouth.

It was wild and carnal. She could sense the mating musk filter through her body from her nostrils and from his touch.

He released her lips so they could catch their breath, but the seduction continued. She rubbed her hands along his solid muscular arms and shoulders as he lifted her rear onto the wide shelf to the right of the paintings and spread her thighs. His hands pushed under her sweater and cupped her breasts as his mouth sought out her lips again. The palm of his hand felt hard and demanding against her skin. Her nipples hardened in response to his possessive touch. She allowed him to control the kiss, and then their breathing grew rapid as they attempted to devour one another’s lips. She felt his strong, large hands pull and tug on her breasts, causing her to moan inside Luther’s mouth. He thrust his hips against her mound, the material a barrier against penetration. He let go of a breast and reached for her button on her jeans and the zipper. She pulled her mouth from his and panted for breath as she tried to stop his hands.

“No, wait, we can’t,” she begged.

He lifted her off the ledge and pulled her to him.

“Yes, we can. I locked the door. No one will bother us.” One hand pressed against her ass as he pressed his thigh between her legs parting them.

“No, it’s too much too soon.”

He pushed his other hand inside her jeans and against her hip bone.

“I need to feel you. Let me pleasure you, Charity. Your scent is too enticing for my wolf.”

He kissed her hard then pushed her pants down slowly.

Her body coiled up with anticipation of a more intimate touch. Her pussy throbbed with need as she absorbed the pressure of his hand against her hip bone before he pushed further with determination.

“Please,” she begged, and he cupped her mound then pressed a finger in between her wet folds.

Charity gasped.

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Luther never wanted anything more in his entire life. The taste of her lips, the feel of her body, and the scent of her cream drove him and his wolf wild with need. Her abundant breasts rubbed against his chest, and despite the material guarding them from his view, he could feel her hardened nipples.

He pressed his finger in and out of her as Charity moaned against his mouth.

He released her lips, lifted her sweater, and pushed aside her lace bra so he could taste her breast. Then he added a second finger, and Charity moaned as she thrust her pussy against his hand.

“You’re so wet for me, aren’t you, mate? All hot and moist just for me,” he whispered, feeling his own need deepen as his cock pressed hard against his zipper.

Charity moaned at his words as she gripped his arms in an attempt to allow his fingers better access to her cunt.

“That’s it, Charity. Damn, I want to taste your cream,” he stated then licked along the seam of her lips before plunging his tongue inside her mouth.

He felt her tighten up then explode against his fingers. He released her lips then bent quickly to tug on her nipple with his teeth. He looked up into her glossy, lust filled eyes without releasing the hardened bud from his teeth. He licked and sucked her breast as Charity moaned. Slowly he released her nipple then stood up straighter.

Luther pulled his fingers from her body and brought them to his lips. They locked gazes as he licked each digit slowly while he stared at Charity.

“Thank you, Charity. That was delicious,” he teased then pulled her into his arms and hugged her against him.

He caressed her bare backside with his hands then pressed a finger along the seam of her crevice.

Charity jumped but Luther hugged her tighter against him, using her backside to keep her where he wanted her.

“Now I’m afraid we need to go see Maximus. He’s been looking for you.”

She took a deep breath and held his gaze.

“Why?” she asked as he slowly released her so he could help her get dressed. She clasped the button on her jeans and allowed him to pull her into an embrace again.

“You have yet to give him your side of the story about Alexis’s near abduction. You were rude to him. He is the Alpha, and your behavior requires punishment.”

Charity pulled away from him and crossed her arms in front of her chest.

“Punishment? Has he lost his mind?”

The sound of the door unlocking caught their attention. Immediately, as the door opened, Charity took a retreating step backward and into the shelf. Maximus and Dante entered the room, closing the door behind them.

“I thought you locked that?” she asked, annoyed that her voice shook.

Luther smiled. “The Alpha has access to every room.”

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Maximus smelled her scent the moment he opened the door. His brother had succeeded in breaking down her defenses with seduction. He didn’t need his help to control their mate. Charity needed to learn her place in the pack and what responsibilities she would have as their mate.

“I had asked Alexis to have you meet me in the office,” Maximus stated as he took position a few feet in front of her.

“I was too busy,” she replied.

Maximus clenched his teeth and stared at her.

“When an Alpha summons you, you come immediately.”

“I was taking care of Val. His sickness was your fault.”

Maximus grabbed her wrist and moved closer to her. He stared down at her defiant facial expression and felt conflicted.

“Part of me wants to throw you over my knee and discipline you for your actions.”

“For my actions? What have I done wrong to deserve such an extreme punishment?”

“You consistently defy my orders and my command. You placed yourself and another Alpha’s mate in danger by not calling us immediately and going out on your own without guards.”

“I handled things fine without your guards. You do not own me, Maximus. I will not tolerate such demands from you or your brothers.”

Immediately Maximus pressed her body against the wall behind her.

“That’s where you are wrong, mate.” He caged her in then covered her mouth in a hard, demanding kiss. He lost his control at her outburst. The smell of her arousal at his demands and the scent of her cream when he stated that he would punish her sent his wolf into action.

He couldn’t seem to get enough of her taste, her scent, or the feel of her in his arms The possibility that she could have been abducted or killed, sent rage through his entire being.

He ran his hand up and under her sweater, finding a breast and cupping as much as his hand could hold. She whimpered against his mouth, and he used his other hand to lift her up so she could straddle his hips. He used the wall behind her as leverage. He felt crazed with desire as he tore his lips from her mouth so they could catch their breath then licked along her shoulder and neck. He nibbled at her skin, and her arousal wafted through the air.

“Please, Maximus,” she panted.

“You belong to us. We are your Alphas, and we will protect you,” Maximus replied then released her breast to grab her face between his hands and hold her gaze.

She looked just as hungry with desire as he felt.

“You are our mate. We will not allow the disrespect or the recalcitrant behavior any more. After the hunt we will discuss this further.”

Maximus cupped Charity’s cheek and held her gaze again.

“You will learn to control that temper, Charity.”

Luther moved next to her and clasped her hand, bringing it to his lips. Before he kissed it, he stared at her.

“Our mate has a lot to learn about the ways of the wolf.” He kissed her hand.