Nessa's Two Shifters (14 page)

“What?” Nessa’s eyes widened as she stared back and forth between them.

“Would you make her a weakling in front of the other females from the start?” Joe towered over them from his position directly in front of Nessa.

He knew his brother didn’t want that for their mate, nor did he want to push her into the mess that would surely break out at her introduction. Still, what choice did they have? Wolf shifters were very clannish and thrived on family. They expected to be included in everything from new matings to announcements of pregnancy.

“She can still take her place without bearing the brunt of the duties by herself. It is our duty to take care of her and protect her. That extends to whatever she needs. She will need our help to acclimate to pack life.” Jessup nuzzled Nessa’s neck, bringing a smile to her face.

Joseph felt his cock harden at the thought of taking her again. Seeing his brother holding her didn’t elicit feelings of jealousy. Instead, he grew aroused at the thought of watching his twin fuck their mate. Knowing that Jessup was taking care of her needs while he watched turned him on to the point that he had to close his eyes for a second and rid himself of the inner visual that was threatening his ability to think.

“First we need to introduce her to our parents and then we introduce her to the pack,” Jessup was saying. “Levi plans to have a pack meeting Saturday night. It’s the perfect opportunity to present her as our mate then.”

Joe slowly pulled in a breath and let it out quietly. Fighting for control had become a way of life for him, but for some reason, with it being his mate they were discussing, it eluded him. The growl slipped through unintended. Jessup only grinned at him and shook his head.

“Are you growling at me?” Nessa asked with raised brows. “You don’t growl at me, Joe. Stop it right now.”

He stopped out of astonishment more than from minding her. The fact that she’d challenged him and it hadn’t triggered his need to dominate floored him. Maybe Jess was right and when it came to his mate, he wasn’t capable of hurting her.

“I wasn’t growling at you, Nessa. I’m sorry, but the thought of others touching you gets my back up.” Joe would have to keep a tight rein on his emotions and possessiveness during their pack meeting.

“Why would anyone else touch me? I’m your mate, right? Yours and Jessup’s?” She nibbled at her bottom lip with tiny teeth.

Her apprehension poured off of her like icy water from a tap. He could almost shiver from it. Joe contained his growl.

“Wolves thrive on touch, Nessa,” Jessup told her. “We take comfort in being able to hold or be held by our pack members. That’s why we are always touching you when we’re close.”

“So you’re saying that I can expect to be molested anytime I’m around anyone in your pack?” Nessa’s voice pitched higher.

“No!” Joe bit back a curse. “The other males shouldn’t touch you without our agreeing unless you’re hurt and we aren’t around to help you. The females will touch a lot though.”

“Y–you’re not talking about sharing me with anyone else, are you?”

“Never! You belong to us.” Joseph’s voice took on a growly quality now.

Just the idea of another male touching her nearly brought his wolf out. The idea of sharing her with anyone other than his twin had his teeth dropping so that he was sure his fangs showed. Joe tried to calm his racing heart, but his wolf needed to mark his mate once again. It rode Joe hard, gripping his balls to the point of pain.

Without thinking about it, Joe pulled Nessa to her feet out of his brother’s arms and crushed her mouth to his. Her clothed breasts pressed against his bare skin, leaving him aching for a more intimate touch. Not bothering to break the fierce kiss, Joe ripped her shirt down the back before pulling it roughly from her body. He had to release her briefly to pull the ruined material down her arms but quickly dropped it to the floor and married their mouths once again.

The feel of her hard nipples pressing against his chest made his dick give a little jerk in appreciation. Then his conscience caught up with him and he worried that he’d been too rough and Nessa would fear him after all. He started to pull back to apologize, but Nessa had wound her hands around his neck and was holding on as she shyly explored his mouth with her tongue. Fire tore through his veins at her easy acceptance of him, growls and all. It humbled him in ways nothing and no one ever had before.

Joseph slowly ran his hands up her arms to her face where he caressed her as he slowed the kiss. He wanted to tell her how much she meant to him, but words wouldn’t come. All he could do was show her.

He broke the kiss with deep reluctance and picked his mate up. Glancing over at where his brother was standing by the side of the couch watching them, he nodded toward the bedroom. Jessup smiled but shook his head and sat back down on the couch. Panic flooded him. Could he take their mate alone without fear that he would somehow harm her?

Joseph cradled her gently against his chest and walked toward the bedroom. Each step sent worry coursing through him, settling like lead in his stomach. She meant everything to him—to them. That his brother trusted him with their mate when Jess knew how volatile he could be gave him hope that maybe his twin saw something in him that Joe didn’t see. Some of the fear receded as he lowered Nessa to the bed.

Wide, blue eyes looked up at him when he released her. He could see the hesitation there for an instant then desire took over as she looked down his body. Joe knelt by the bed and removed her pants, thrilled to see that she wasn’t wearing anything beneath them. Her spicy scent awakened the wolf inside of him. Joe fought to hold him back. He didn’t want to take her that way this time. He wanted to make love to her, show her how special she was to him.

“You’re so beautiful, Nessa. I can’t stop looking at you, touching you.” He nuzzled the inside of her leg before slowly spreading them to accommodate his broad shoulders.

“Oh, God, Joe. I’m burning up.”

“Burn for me, baby. I want to hear you scream my name.”

Joe ran the tip of his tongue along the slit of her pussy with the lightest of touches. She rewarded him by lifting her hips in an effort to get closer. There was no way he could refuse her. Nessa’s fragrant arousal ate at his resolve to go slowly. His cock pulsed with the knowledge it would soon sink balls-deep inside her hot, wet cunt.

Leaning forward, Joseph slid his tongue between her pussy lips and licked upward until he found her clit, already stiff and peeking from its hood. He traced around it with his tongue then returned to lapping at her slit with long, wet strokes that elicited the sweetest of moans from his mate. Like music to his ears, they strummed his heart in a way that softened him in places that hadn’t known softness in many years. He would move mountains for her.

As he thrust his tongue deep inside her pussy, her hands sank into his hair, nails digging at his scalp each time he circled close to her clit. He knew what he was doing to her. It was the same thing she was doing to him with her little mews of pleasure and soft pleas for more.

“You taste like heaven, Nessa. Your taste is the sweetest ambrosia.”

Words failed him, doing no justice to her taste, to what she did to him. Joe slipped two fingers into her cunt and slowly pumped them in and out of her as he continued to lap at her honey. Once he located her sweet spot, he stroked it over and over, judging how close she was to exploding by the sound of her moans and pleading words, as well as how the walls of her sex clenched and pulled at his fingers. She would climax before he took her. She would always come first in all things.

She gasped and clenched around him letting Joe know she was right on the edge. He sucked in her swollen clit as he stroked steadily over that hot spot and was soon rewarded with her keening cry of his name as she exploded around him. As her orgasm ripped through her, he lapped at the results, savoring the taste because he gave it to her.

Finally, her quivering legs relaxed around him and her fingers loosened in his hair. He gave her soaked pussy one last lick before standing up to remove his jeans. Her glassy eyes followed him then dropped to where his hands were unfastening his pants and slowly shoving them down over his steel-hard dick that throbbed at the building heat in her eyes. Seeing the lust for him on her face threatened his self-control once again.

“When you look at me like that I want to fuck you like there’s no tomorrow, Nessa, but I need to make love to you instead.”

“I don’t care what you do, just don’t leave me like this. I don’t understand what is wrong with me, but if you don’t do something, I’m going to scream.” Nessa’s breathy voice still had enough of an edge to it to tell him that she was serious.

Joseph stepped out of the jeans and propped one knee on the bed as he lifted her up and scooted her higher on the bed. Then he lowered himself over her and relished the press of their bodies against each other. He was careful not to give her too much of his weight, but knowing that she welcomed him there had his mouth watering. Pulling back, Joe gazed down at her gorgeous breasts and the taut nipples, erect and dusky pink. He couldn’t resist. The little berry tasted ripe on his tongue as he sucked it into his mouth.

“Yes!” Nessa’s hands held him to her as he sucked and nipped at the tender bud before moving to try its twin.

The more he tasted of her, the more Joseph knew he could never let her go. Why he ever thought to help his brother claim their mate and then simply walk away, he had no idea. It wasn’t possible to turn away from this amazing woman.

Her urgent tugging at his head finally captured his attention. He lifted from her amazing tits and let her lead him farther up until her lips captured his in a desperate-feeling kiss. She ate at him much as he had her earlier. He could tell she was already on the upward spiral toward another orgasm and wanted to be inside of her when she came this time. The feel of her cunt squeezing his dick as she flew would be true ecstasy to him.

After one last sweep of his tongue inside her mouth, Joe pulled back and stared down into her amazing eyes. Their bright blue depths reminded him of the ocean, calm on the surface but deep and churning beneath. They begged for more as he looked down their bodies to where his straining cock waited a breath away from plunging into her hot, wet pussy.

“Please, Joe. I need you.” She reached between them to grasp his hard cock.

When she tugged on him, a drop of cum leaked from the slit at the top. He couldn’t wait any longer. He leaned back and allowed her to line his dick up with her entrance before plunging deep inside of her, searing his cock with the heat of her wet cunt.

Full! So full!

Nessa struggled to catch her breath as Joseph plunged his hot shaft deep into her pussy. He filled her perfectly, just like his brother Jessup did. She felt even closer to Joe than before as he slowly pulled out to forge deeper with his next stroke. This time he made it all the way inside of her, bumping her cervix with the spongy tip of his cockhead. The slight pain edged her closer to climax, if that was possible.

“Oh, God. It feels so good. So very good.” She gasped as he slowly slid from her depths only to slide in again.

For all of Joe’s fierceness, the scowls, and the growls, she knew he would never harm her. His eyes softened when he looked at her, the tension evident by the lines around his mouth and forehead easing when she spoke to him or touched him in any way. It thrilled her to know that the beast within him calmed for her and her alone.

Power filled her with that knowledge, and Nessa vowed that no one would ever use her to hurt him. She knew that she represented a weakness for him that he wouldn’t normally accept. He was not one to allow any vulnerability in his life, yet he’d welcomed her. Maybe not at first, but he welcomed her now. She felt it in the way he looked at her and in the way he touched her.

Even now, as he stroked inside of her with his hard cock, she was aware of how he kept careful control of his wolf. When he would probably enjoy a carnal mating with her right now, instead he chose to make love to her. It proved to her more than any words that Joseph cared about her, perhaps even loved her in his own way. And in that moment, Nessa knew she loved him.

Pleasure intensified with each brush of his dick against her cunt. When he changed his angle and began stroking that elusive hot spot that no one had ever reached before, Nessa knew she would come soon. Even now her ass muscles clenched in preparation of the coming storm. She wrapped her legs around Joe’s waist and held on to him with her hands at his shoulders. Each plunge of his cock into her pussy took her closer to a pleasure she was sure would kill her. Nothing could feel this good and not cost something. Still, it was a price she was willing to pay.

“Fuck me! You’re so damn tight. You’re squeezing my dick like a vise.” His raspy voice amped up her arousal.

Stroke after stroke of his hard, hot cock added to the pressure building inside of her. She could feel her cunt muscles quiver in expectation. Nessa lifted her pelvis to meet Joe’s thrusts, thinking that if she helped, he would go faster, plunge harder. She needed more. Desperately.

“Joe.” She barely heard herself speak. Louder. “Joe! Please.”

“I’ve got you, babe. Let go. Fly for me.” He reached between them and stroked her clit as he plunged harder into her sweet cunt.

Her pussy sucked at him as he retreated and welcomed him back when he impaled her again and again. The added stimulation of his finger on her hard nub sent her heart into overdrive as her ears rang and her vision dimmed.

“Joseph!” she screamed.

Rapture stole her breath after that, and all she could do was gasp and ride the waves of pleasure he pulled from her. Her pussy squeezed around Joe’s cock as she convulsed below him. Nothing had prepared her for how making love with someone would feel like. It destroyed all the preconceived notions she had of it, wiping out the past intrusions and hard memories. This was what it was supposed to be like, what it would always be like when it was with the men she loved and who loved her back. Nothing would ever take this away from her.