The Wolves Next Door (3 page)

And
then she wanted to slap a hand over her mouth. She had never been good at
flirting and yet just today she’d done it twice. First with Caine, and now with
Ryan, talking to him in a tone that could only be described as come-hither. Was
she out of her mind?

A
glow seemed to hit the dark green pools of Ryan’s eyes at her words, and Julie
caught her breath at the way it transformed his handsome face into something
indeed feral and untamed. Before she could stumble back in confusion he grabbed
her wrist.

Just
as he pulled her close, steadying her in the enclosure of his arms, Caine came
in and Julie wanted the floor to simply open up and swallow her. Shivering, she
strained away from the disturbingly stimulating circle of Ryan’s embrace.

“I’m
not going to hurt you,” she heard Ryan say, almost in her ear as his lips
brushed close. “You know you’re safe with us.”

“You
can stop frightening her, Ryan,” Caine growled as he advanced. “Seriously. I
can’t turn my back for five minutes and you’re at it.”

“He
wasn’t frightening me,” Julie said quickly, unable to keep from coming to
Ryan’s defense. His wolfish grin brought the heat to her face as she stared up
at him. Pushing against his formidable chest, she came up against a rock-solid
wall that wouldn’t budge.

“Then
why can I feel you tremble?” Caine said quietly from behind her, shocking Julie
by his closeness. She could virtually feel his breath rumbling against the back
of her neck as his hands came to rest heavily on her shoulders, massaging
gently.

Everything
seemed to spin in circles within the room. Julie couldn’t seem to handle all
the testosterone flying around and she blamed it on all the wine she had. She
usually had more control over her emotions and yet around these two, she felt
as helpless as a schoolgirl caught in the crossfire of her first crush.

“Well,
maybe because she’s so turned on by us both she doesn’t know what to do,” Ryan
declared, his words spreading the heat from Julie’s face down to the apex of
her thighs where desperately hot moisture pooled.

Julie
knew what Ryan said was true and so she couldn’t deny it. Couldn’t lie that she
didn’t feel the most wanton thrill from being pushed in between two powerful
men in this way. The deliciousness in their heated gaze, the hunger in the way
they licked their lips, unable to take their eyes from her curvy frame. Why had
this never been her fantasy before? Well, that didn’t matter; it certainly was
now. It felt so good; Ryan’s steely hardness pushing against her belly while Caine’s
equally rock-stiff erection prodded against her lush, round ass.

She
felt Ryan’s hands slide down her waist to her hips and his fingers dug in so
firmly she could feel the imprint of each one. She gasped, unsure what to do as
a myriad of sensations washed over her. Images of a carnal tango with her
caught between these two hot men her mind whirl for a few moments and she
struggled to breathe. Behind her, Caine carefully brushed aside her hair from
her neck, baring the sensitive flesh to his searching lips as his mouth sucked
on her skin softly.

“Relax,
Julie. Let yourself go. There’s no reason to hold anything in. We can give you
what you need. Everything and more,” Caine rasped, the warmth of his breathe in
her ear twisting her nipples into tight knots that begged to be kissed.

More…?
How could they possibly give her more
was the thought racing through Julie’s fuddled brain. Because wishing to be
taken by two men was definitely more than she’d ever wanted before. Or at least
thought she wanted.

Were
they truly serious about this or was this just some crazy alcohol-induced joke?
She didn’t have to wonder for long. The way they held her…touched her, it was
clear that they both wanted her, wanted to take her. Both of them wanting
nothing more than to ravish her body.

Perhaps
that had always been their plan. Had they set up this little seduction scene
from the start? Julie felt a mixture of consternation and excitement. The very
idea of having them claim her both had the titillating ingredient that was so
taboo, and so out of her comfort zone she was trembling more than ever. Could
she? More to the point…
should she?

“Will
you let us have you, Julie?” It was Ryan who spoke, and she forced her eyes
open to meet the mesmerizing heat of his gaze. Her name from his lips sounded
like an erotic caress of a suede-lined whip lashing against her senses. She
moaned, clutching the front of his t-shirt, her fingers gripping on for dear
life.

“I…this
is all so new. So crazy,” Julie breathed, head shakily groggily.

She
felt Caine’s arm snake round across her chest as he gently held her chin and
turned her face to the side where his lips waited to claim hers.

“You
need to trust us, beautiful. Don’t be afraid to give in to what your body wants.
If you say the word, we’re yours.”

“Caine,”
she whimpered, and it seemed all the encouragement he needed to seize her lips
in a deep, breathless kiss.

Julie’s
eyelids snapped closed and she succumbed to the masterful heat of Caine’s lips.
He devoured her with a masculine dominance, delving his tongue deep inside to
mate with hers. She felt blown away by the addictive taste and texture of him,
spicy and sweet. She felt safe in his kiss, and yet still there was a dark,
wild promise in the way he thrust in roughly with that velvet tongue that made
her shiver.

In
that same moment, she felt lips tracing her collarbone, bared by Ryan’s fingers
drawing her neckline off her shoulder. He began a moist, sensual trail that led
up to her throat where he nuzzled, groaning deeply as he inhaled her scent. Julie
felt swamped with pleasure she almost wasn’t equipped to handle. Even with Caine’s
kiss sweeping her senses into mush, she was much too aware of Ryan’s hands,
dipping past the high hem of her dress and reaching up, up over to the top of
her thighs. Feeling his touch on her naked flesh had her groaning against Caine’s
mouth. The next second, Ryan cupped seeking fingers in between her thighs, and
his thumb flicked across her clit through her panties. She jerked as if stung
by a thousand electric eels.

“Easy,
babe,” Ryan said softly, lifting his face from where he’d buried it in her
neck. Breathless, she broke from Caine’s intoxicating mouth. Before she could
think, Ryan’s free hand came up to pinch her chin and he turned her to face
him.

“My
turn,” he growled, his teasing smile a flash of white against his tanned,
handsome face. Julie felt her heart pounding in her chest, her body aware of
every smooth touch, every graze of their fingertips, or squeeze of their greedy
hands.
This was really happening.

Ryan
closed in for a kiss and it all became clear to Julie that this wasn’t a game.
If she let them, they’d lead her to the depths of pure, carnal pleasures.
Ryan’s ravenous mouth on hers showed her he’d be just as demanding, as
sensually delightful, as Caine. They even tasted alike: all hungry, hot and wild.

Ryan
slicked his wicked tongue across the seam of her lips, weakening her knees and
sending a trickle of juice down her inner thighs. Then he ran his tongue all
over the inside, lapping and probing, drawing her out to meet him in the open
as Julie learned to duel with her tongue.

She
couldn’t tell for sure how they moved to the sofa. All she knew was she felt
herself backing up and then her knees hit the cushions before she was pulled
down along with them. Ryan’s possessive kiss distracted her from the fact that
firm, sure hands – definitely Caine’s - were drawing her thighs far apart
and pushing up one knee so she had one foot propped on the sofa, leaving her
exposed to penetrating, hungry eyes. She gasped; shocked to her marrow but
before she could tug down the skirt of her dress, Ryan gently but firmly found her
wrist and guided her hand slowly down to his hardness.

Julie’s
fingers closed around his massive erection straining against his jeans, and
another gasp of shock escaped her. Nothing had ever felt so powerfully hard and
thick. Unable to control herself, she squeezed experimentally and was rewarded
with Ryan’s deep groan of approval. Her fingers traced the outline of him,
confined as it was beneath the fabric. Senses alight, she stroked him hungrily
and was so caught up in his delicious hardness that when Caine’s fingers pushed
aside the seam of her panties, she hardly made a move to stop him.

“You’re
so curvy…so incredibly beautiful,” Ryan whispered thickly against her lips as
he partially broke the kiss moments later. “You only need to close your eyes
and give in to everything you’re feeling, Julie. Can you do that?”

Julie’s
throat felt strangled and she could only let out a soft, needy mewl as she
quivered and shook. Her eyes flew down between her spread legs to find Caine’s
head lowering to plant kisses up her right knee straight to the juncture of her
thighs. His fingers stroked her from behind the panel of her panties and she
let out an open-mouthed groan. Her folds felt electrified from his touch as he
seemed to part her vulva for his tender perusal.

She
heard him murmur the words soft, beautiful, sexy, and the heat rose high on her
cheeks till she felt robbed of air. Feeling his gaze was so forbidden and yet,
empowering at the same time. She never felt so much like a woman till Caine
leaned even closer and set the tip of his tongue right at her slit. Bucking,
she almost couldn’t hold back her cry of desperate, unashamed pleasure.

But
even that was just the beginning. Ryan, busy at her bodice, was working on
unfastening the tiny bows holding the front of her dress together. He bared her
cleavage in seconds, and Julie could only watch with breath bated in
expectation as he pushed aside the cups of her lacy bra and freed her full,
swollen breasts with their dark pink nipples.

“You
make us so wild for you…so damn hot for your body,” Ryan growled, meeting her
eyes for that single, earth-stilling moment before he closed his mouth over one
thick, rigid nub at her breast.

This
had to be a dream. No way could all this pleasure be real, thought Julie
dazedly. Caine’s cool, silky tongue tasting her sweet pussy, making her center
a scorching hub – and Ryan, tugging at her nipples with teeth both rough
and sweet, making her toes curl and her back arch as she gave herself to them.
Both men’s mouths on her body, teasing and pleasing her had Julie crossing the
line of ecstasy into sublime agony. So good…yet so very bad. She arched her
spine till she was bent back as far as she could go, offering herself up to her
attentive, dedicated lovers whose groans of approval filled the room.

“You
taste so sweet,” Caine said with his voice thick and deep. His tongue lapped gently
and steadily over her folds and turned her lower body to jelly. “I want to make
you come, Julie… come for us.”

It
didn’t take long before Julie lost control of all senses but the buzzing
vibrations of Caine’s skillful tongue lapping against her while Ryan kneaded
her breasts and scraped his perfect teeth against her throat, kissing her
relentlessly.  She struggled to breathe, to think straight, and then gave
up trying to make sense of all that she felt.  The desire for these two
beautiful men was both terrifying and intoxicating but they forced her to let
go, to give in to the hurricane of pleasure that engulfed her, forcing her over
the edge.

Julia
gasped, a desperate cry, her head thrown back as her body heaved against their
strong embrace. Caine refused to stop licking and kissing her clit and thighs,
moving quickly as if he had done it a thousand times before and knew where
every sensitive nerve ending lived.  Ryan held her tight in his arms, his
broad chest now pushed firmly against her back, cradling her in strong,
controlled hands that kept her steady while Caine claimed her as his own.

Nothing
could have prepared her for the way these two men made her feel.  Every
fantasy, every dream, nothing compared to the wild, unbridled desire as wave
after wave of hot, sticky sweet pleasure rolled over her, the thundering growl
of Ryan begging her to just let go, to give into their want and need for her,
washing over her skin, buzzing in her ear.  And then it happened.

Her
body was no longer her own as it was as though she were merely a puppet in
their wonderfully possessive show.  She was lost in a maze of ecstasy, falling
facedown into a pool of indescribable bliss. The jagged rush of abandon grew
and grew inside her till there was nothing left of her being. Around her the
world faded to mist as she flung her head from side to side, suddenly erupting
into a rainbow of fireworks.

Julie
heard a shrill cry spilling from her mouth, her orgasm slamming into her from
the back and torpedoing her into orbit – and then all was dark.

What
the hell had happened? She wondered, hands pressed against her throat as she
stared bemusedly round the dim expanse of her own bedroom. How did she get
here?

The
last thing she remembered was laughing almost drunkenly at something Ryan had
been telling her. Caine then came back in to meet them from seeing everyone
else out the door. Had she been so out of it she hadn’t realized when she’d got
herself home?

She
looked down at herself and saw that she still wore her dress.
Thank God
.
For a moment she’d been so afraid that the wild, sexual dream had been real.
That she actually did let not just Caine, but Ryan do things to her body that
had triggered the most intense orgasm of her life. Now that would really have
been something.

She
slipped out of bed and wavered on her bare feet as she tried to stand. Okay,
definitely no more wine or any kind of spirits for her, not for a good while, she
vowed. Shaking her head slightly in self-reproof, she padded to the large bay
window looking out into the night and she sighed deeply.

The
dream had felt so good. Was she so awful for wishing it had been real?

Deep
inside, she ached for a fulfillment that felt like it had been denied her.
She’d loved the feel of Ryan in her dream, his lips bold and his hands greedy
and possessive as they had held her tightly. She moaned softly, remembering how
Caine’s tongue had felt so delightful dancing over her secret places, bringing her
such deep pleasure.

Julie
bit hard on her bottom lip as a tremor of desire vibrated through her belly.
Her eyes were suddenly drawn to the midnight moon and she wondered what both
men were doing, right at that very moment.

Were
they thinking of her, longing for her? Part of her felt so ashamed of these new
feelings that brewed within yet another part of her so desperately wanted to
lose herself to these men with complete, reckless abandonment. To not care
about consequences, or what people may think about her. To just give in…to give
herself to them completely. The question was – could she trust herself
not to fall too hard?

* * *

They
could see her silhouette outlined in her bedroom window. Even from so far away
they could discern her need, her desperate longing for them. Crouching low in
their wolf form, both Caine and Ryan growled, their need for a mate dominating
their every thought.

She
needs us just as badly as we need her.

Ryan
didn’t have to look Caine’s way for their thoughts to connect. They’d known for
so long they could easily read each other’s mind. Now that they’d shifted, all
their senses were more heightened than ever and the unique scent of their mate
reached them in sensuous notes dancing in the wind.

Hours
earlier, they’d carried her home after she fell asleep from complete
passion-induced exhaustion. Ryan had to carry her soft, curvy form back home, aided
by Caine who’d let them into the dark, silent house. They’d gently laid her on
her bed, and it had been all they could do to walk away.

Ryan
didn’t think he’d ever forget the way she’d squirmed beneath his lips and
moaned his name as he’d pulled at her dark pink nipples with his teeth. She had
the softest skin, faintly scented with flowers and musk. Her breasts had been
exquisitely rounded orbs, firm and youthful. Julie had had no idea how close to
the truth she’d been when she’d teased him about being a big bad wolf about to
eat her up.

Lucky
for Caine who had actually had that privilege. He’d dipped his tongue in places
Ryan still longed to explore, but he was patient. He knew he’d get his turn to
taste her sweet desires. It had given them both immeasurable satisfaction to
bring her to orgasm the way they had. But they hadn’t had the heart to take
things further, to claim her as their own.  No, for that she would have to
fully give in…to beg them not to stop.

She
is unlike any other woman I’ve ever met
, thought Ryan as his gleaming eyes never moved from the
slim, shapely figure standing looking at the moon from her window.

But
we shouldn’t have gone so fast
,
Caine growled quietly.
But when I came in and saw her in your arms, I couldn’t
help myself.

Neither
could I. She drove me crazy with the scent of her desire. I could smell her desire
between her thighs, calling to me
,
confessed Ryan.

We
need to take our time.
They
knew that. This wasn’t just about sex for them. They could get that easily,
from anywhere. It was much more powerful, much more important than that. She
was their intended mate, the one woman they were destined to share for the rest
of their lives.

They
knew that Julie had to trust them first, get to know them. They’d already
invited her into their lives, and she’d met their friends. Hawke and Vern along
with their mates shared one pack with Caine and Ryan. The other two men had
found their mates months ago and both women were human, which meant that Hailey
and Jemima would know exactly how to welcome Julie into the fold. They hoped
that was enough.

Convincing
Julie to come to terms with that fact that they were werewolves was almost as
daunting as having her understand that Caine and Ryan fully intended to share
her as their mate. 

But
this was their way, the way of the clan. It was the only way to survive. They
just had to convince her that they could make her happy.  Deliriously
happy.