Glenn, Stormy and Flynn, Joyee - Blood Lust [Delta Wolf 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) (7 page)

BOOK: Glenn, Stormy and Flynn, Joyee - Blood Lust [Delta Wolf 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove)
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Owen yelped as he was suddenly flipped over onto his back. Before Owen could even catch his breath,
Constantine
had his jeans undone and was pulling them down his legs.

“Damn!”
Constantine
dropped the jeans to the floor, then just stood there and looked down at Owen’s naked body.

Feeling self-conscious at the intensity of
Constantine
’s gaze, Owen started to cover himself.
Constantine
quickly leaned forward and grabbed Owen’s arms, pressing them against the mattress at his sides.

“No, don’t hide yourself from me. You’re gorgeous.”

Owen felt his face flush while he looked away. “I’m not nearly as handsome as Christian.”

“There’s no comparison.”

Feeling like the man had just stabbed a knife in his gut, Owen glanced back at
Constantine
. He knew
Constantine
had a stronger connection to Christian than to him because they were both werewolves and he was just a human, but he never thought it would be thrown in his face so blatantly.

“You’re two very different people. You don’t even look the same. Christian is dark and sexy, all that long black hair and those deep silver eyes. He is also very…spirited. I imagine he and I will argue a lot. We’re both very stubborn people.”

Owen’s heart sank.

“But you, Owen, you’re like a ray of sunshine, a grassy meadow in the middle of summer. With your beautiful strawberry-blond hair and moss-green eyes, you’re captivating. You make me want to hold you in my arms and soak in all your warmth.”

“Really?”

“One of the perks of being a Delta. I get the best of both worlds.”

Owen laughed at the way
Constantine
wiggled his eyebrows. His laughter instantly turned to a groan when
Constantine
ran his hand down Owen’s side to grip his hip and pulled him up close.

“Con
-
Constantine.”

Constantine
licked along the edge of Owen’s jaw, then moved down to his neck. Owen arched his head back, baring his neck to
Constantine
’s questing lips. He shivered at each little touch, each lick. It felt like heaven.

When
Constantine
pulled his hip up more, Owen lifted his leg and wrapped it around
Constantine
’s waist. It brought his cock up against
Constantine
, pressing it between the two of them.

Owen’s breath hitched in his throat when
Constantine
started to jerk against him. The friction of their bodies made Owen ache. “
Constantine
, skin…I need to feel your skin. Take your clothes off.”

Constantine
grinned and climbed to his feet. Owen leaned up on his elbows and watched the man strip his clothes off, one item at a time. “You should have been a stripper.”

“Yeah?”

“It’s sexy as hell watching you get undressed.”

Owen could see the effect his words had on
Constantine
. A sparkle of desire built in his eyes. His breathing became faster. Owen also noticed that his words had a profound effect on
Constantine
’s cock. The moment
Constantine
shoved his pants down, his cock bounced up and slapped against his abdomen.

“Damn!”

Turning one way, then the other,
Constantine
flexed his muscles. Owen laughed, amused by
Constantine
’s overexaggerated display of his physique. Owen glanced over the sexy body before him until he got to the man’s cock. His eyes widened. He couldn’t believe he had had that thing in his ass.

“You’re huge,” he said as he got a good look at the man’s rather impressive size. “I can’t believe you fit. No wonder it hurt so much.”

Constantine
’s face instantly fell. He dropped to his knees, leaned over Owen, and reached up to stroke the side of his face. “I’m so sorry, Owen. I swear I didn’t mean to hurt you. If you were prepared, it never would have hurt. I was just too far into my bloodlust to take care of you properly. It won’t ever happen again, I promise.”

“What if you go into bloodlust again?”

Constantine
shook his head. “Now that we’re mated, I’m incapable of hurting you like that again. Even if I do go into bloodlust, our bond would prevent me from harming you in any manner.”

Owen liked how that sounded. “Yeah?”

“I’ll protect you from anything,”
Constantine
said. “Even myself.”

Owen liked that even better. He would still hold judgment until he got to know
Constantine
a little better, but right now, he wanted to get to know the man’s body, every last damn inch of him.

“Are we going to wake Christian up?”

Constantine
glanced beyond Owen to the man sleeping peacefully on the other side of the bed and then he grinned. “Yes, let’s.”

Owen rolled over and climbed up the bed to lie down next to Christian.
Constantine
was right—Christian was a gorgeous man. His face was slender and long, his jaw square but not overly so. A straight, thin nose and plush lips were set off by the longest black eyelashes Owen had ever seen.

He started to reach out to caress Christian’s face when he felt a heavy weight settle behind him. Owen turned his head to find
Constantine
spooned against his back.
Constantine
started nibbling on Owen’s neck while he wrapped his arms around Owen.

“Why don’t you wake our man up?”
Constantine
asked between nibbles. “I’ll work on you, you work on him.”

Constantine
’s hand skimmed Owen’s chest, which sent a shiver of desire through him. Owen bit his lips to keep from crying out in delight at the touch and turned his attention to waking Christian up.

He stroked the side of Christian’s face until his eyelashes fluttered and silver eyes peered back at him. Owen smiled. “Hi, did you sleep well?”

Christian’s eyes widened when he glanced past Owen, then looked back at him. “Not as well as you, it seems.” Christian chuckled.

Owen could feel
Constantine
lips moving along his neck and shoulder. He knew what image Christian was referring to. “Two of the three of us are ready to play.” Owen started working on the buttons of Christian’s shirt. “Want to join us?
Constantine
assures me that this would be a lot more fun if we all participated.”

Christian grinned and rolled to the side of the bed to stand up. Owen’s breath caught in his throat when Christian began taking his clothes off. It was every bit as erotic as watching
Constantine
strip.

“Damn, I swear the two of you are going to put on a show for me one of these days.”

Constantine
chuckled behind him. Christian just looked confused. Owen felt his face heat as he realized he had actually voiced his desires. Constantine and Christian were sure to think he was an absolute pervert.

Finding out he liked to watch was something new for Owen, something he never thought he’d be into. He was wrong. Owen’s cock ached at the mere thought of watching Constantine and Christian together. It made him feel hot. His skin tingled.

Oh wait, that might be the tongue licking across his neck or the fingers tugging on his nipple. The hand inching its way down Owen’s chest toward his cock could be adding to the tightening in his chest, too.

When
Constantine
finally wrapped his hand around Owen’s cock, Owen cried out and arched into the touch. He was so immersed in the feeling of
Constantine
’s stroking him that he barely noticed Christian climbing onto the bed until he felt the man’s lips press against his.

Owen suddenly realized that he was sandwiched between two naked men, two very aroused naked men.
Constantine
’s cock rubbing against his ass and Christian’s cock rubbing again his front.

Constantine
’s hot breath blew across the skin of his neck as the man’s lips moved over his naked skin. Christian’s breath blew across his face. Owen felt like his body was going into overload from the dual sensations.

He groaned, aroused beyond anything he’d thought he felt before. Christian was warm, solid, and soft in all the right places.
Constantine
ran hot and solid in just about every place.

Both men touched Owen gently, but firmly. Each touch felt like fire along Owen’s skin, tingling, burning. He arched into one caress then had to move back into the other. Before he knew it, Owen was moving back and forth like a yo-yo.


Constantine
claimed you,” Christian murmured against Owen’s skin. “He bit you here, didn’t he?”

Owen bucked when Christian licked along the bite mark on his neck, which sent a shock of sensation down Owen. The mark still felt sensitive and brought back the incredible memories Owen hid away of
Constantine
claiming him, memories Owen planned to bring out and fantasize about when he was alone.

The claiming by
Constantine
had hurt, but it had brought Owen more pleasure than he’d ever felt. He didn’t know if that meant he liked pain or that he just needed to feel the bigger man claim him. Owen wasn’t sure he cared as long as it happened again.

“I’m going to bite you here, Owen,” Christian murmured right before he bit down gently on the other side of Owen’s neck. He didn’t bite hard enough to break the skin, just enough to make Owen’s toes curl.

“Yes,” Owen gasped. His hands clenched against Christian’s shoulders. He reached up, grasped Christian’s hair, and pulled the man closer, all but shoving Christian’s face into the soft curve of his neck. His skin tingled. He could almost feel Christian’s teeth sinking into his throat.

“The only thing you need to decide is if
Constantine
is going to fuck you while you fuck me or is he going to fuck me while I fuck you.”

Owen blinked and moved his head back to stare at Christian. “I get a choice?”

Christian frowned. “Of course you do.”

“But what if I can’t decide?”

“Baby, it’s not rocket science.”
Constantine
leaned over Owen. “And hopefully, this is something we will do a million times over. If you want to try it one way this time, we can try it another way next time. There are lots of scenarios we can try.”

Owen smiled and he tilted his head back to look up into
Constantine
’s blue-violet eyes. “I’d really like to try things with you again if that’s okay.”

“That’s more than okay.”
Constantine
grinned, bent down, and quickly kissed Owen on the lips. “In fact, I think that idea is just about perfect.”

“We have lube this time, right?”

Christian laughed and rolled off the bed. Owen watched him hurry to his pack and search around. He let out a glad little cry and ran back to the bed, holding a small bottle in his hands. “Never leave home without it.”

Owen frowned. He wasn’t sure he liked the sudden feeling of jealousy that raced through him at the thought of Christian needing a bottle of lube before now. He didn’t like the thought of Christian with anyone except him or Constantine.

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