Tidal Wave (13 page)

Right before they took her upstairs and did everything she wanted.

One month later

Three dolphins slipped away from the rest of the pod, dancing through the waves at the end of the morning swim. They spun in the air and crashed to the surface, splashing and chasing each other through the crystal-clear water. The smaller one leapt the waves and entered the water, sliding over the larger body that dashed ahead so she would land on him. She turned on her tail and darted away, trying to outrace her lovers, but they had more power and they knew how to trap her, closing the gap around her until she was surrounded. All three shimmered and changed to their merfolk bodies, sinking toward the bottom as their naked bodies twined together.

Alexia looked up at the surface of the water as it faded in the distance, the sunlight filtering down in ribbons to where her lovers caressed her skin. Joshua latched onto her breast and nipped, the thrill raced all the way down to where Anthony licked her pussy, his tongue sliding over her clit on every pass. Swimming as a dolphin was wonderful, but this was the icing on the cake. Enjoying a human body with no need to rise to the surface until they had sated every urge they had among the three of them, this was everything Alexia had dreamed of and more.

Anthony rotated in the water, his body inverting and his erect cock brushed past her mouth, too tempting to resist. She sucked him in, not needing to worry about gravity knocking them off balance as the water supported them. Joshua slipped around to her back and his fingers trickled down the crack of her ass, stopping to rub the tight rosebud hidden there. Alexia rocked her mouth over Anthony’s cock and he jerked, tilting his hips to help her reach. His tongue darted in and out of her pussy and an orgasm hovered just out of reach.

Making love underwater the sounds muted and changed to suit her new hearing, but she still felt the emotions rolling off her men. Anthony was on the verge of exploding in her mouth and he withdrew before she could protest. Joshua dipped a finger into her ass, stretching her and stimulating all the nerves that set her on fire. Anthony spun around and dropped his thumb to rub her clit and she climaxed, her body vibrating in waves.

She rested her head on Anthony’s shoulder and let them open her legs wide. Two cocks nudged at her body and she smiled at what she knew was coming. Anthony drove in first, his cock slamming into her like a spike all the way to hit her cervix and set off another wave deep within. Then he pulled her close and leaned back, forcing her ass cheeks apart so Joshua could press inside from behind, slowly and smoothly, their skin’s extra lubricant easing his entry until she was filled to the brim.

Her body. Her heart. Her soul.

They moved slowly as they loved her. Anthony anchored her hips in place and let Joshua wrap his hands around her torso to tease and pinch her nipples. She was surrounded, filled and connected.

Anthony increased the speed of his thrusts, leaned forward and caught her mouth with his. His tongue penetrated her mouth with the same intensity he drove his cock into her flesh. Joshua matched pace in her ass and Alexia exploded, her pussy and core seizing tightly around their cocks, trying to lock them in place. Anthony froze and she felt his release as her body milked his cock. Joshua pumped once more before joining them, clinging to her body as he spent within her.

They floated, three bodies entwined until Alexia needed to stretch and move. They separated, Alexia holding a hand of each of her lovers as they smoothly headed back to the house. Their morning swim might be over, but Alexia looked forward to the rest of their Saturday.

Life was never boring in Jaffrey’s Cove. Alexia peeked at her lovers and snickered before shifting quickly to her fire form and flying to the surface, trying to get ahead of them. She knew they would catch her again, but she had a good chance of making the cavern before they would.

She knew just how she wanted to spend the rest of the day.

Vivian was playing hooky the day they taught about the importance of getting a “real” job; she was hiding out at the local library rereading everything for the fifth time. Since then she’s become a Jack-of-all-trades with a job experience list only slightly smaller than the average phone book.

She’s hiked, biked, canoed, kayaked and camped throughout Canada, seven European countries and twelve states, including Hawaii and Alaska. All these adventures have now become settings for her overactive muse to wander through.

Vivian lives in Western Canada with her longtime sweetie, two wonderful kids and a dog that looks like a stuffed toy.

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Talk about getting your signals crossed…

Wolf Signs

© 2009 Vivian Arend

Granite Lake Wolves, Book 1

Robyn Maxwell doesn’t care that her brother has to cancel out on their backcountry ski trip. She can do it alone. The fact she’s deaf doesn’t make her survival skills any weaker. The chance to get away from it all and relax in the Yukon wilderness is just what she’s been craving.

Meeting wilderness guide Keil at the cabin starts cravings of another kind. Keil’s one hot hunk of ripped, tasty male. Now she has to deal with raging hormones as well as strange questions about wolves and mates and challenges to the death.

Keil was trying for a nice reflective retreat before challenging for the Alpha position of his Alaskan pack. He wasn’t planning on meeting the woman destined to be his mate, or finding out she’s not aware she has the genes of a wolf.

Between dealing with his accident-prone younger brother, a deaf mate with an attitude and an impending duel to the death, his week—and his bed—is suddenly full.

Far from the relaxing getaway any of them had in mind…

Warning: Gives a whole new meaning to the phrase “talking with your hands”. Includes dangerous use of sarcasm and hot nookie in a remote wilderness sauna.

Enjoy the following excerpt for
Wolf Signs:

Robyn shifted uncomfortably on the bench in the annex outside the sauna. Keil had gone back into the cabin with TJ and left her with the directions to relax and wait for him while he grabbed a few things. She added a couple extra logs into the stove, topped up the snow in the buckets and sat to wait.

It was damn uncomfortable to be sitting there knowing any moment a werewolf was going to walk in the door and have sex with her.

Arghhhh. Even the thought made her twitch. What the hell was she doing? This was crazy. It was beyond crazy.

The door opened and Robyn jumped. Sexual heat flowed off Keil’s body and reached to caress her skin.

Okay. She remembered why she was going to do this. Every inch of her was on fire and she was being drawn toward the tall, hard male as if she had ropes that twined about her limbs, trapping her. Keil dropped a blanket on the bench beside her. He glanced at her before lifting her chin with his hand.

“Hey, it’s okay. Let’s take this slowly.”

Robyn dropped her eyes, blushing furiously.
“I’m scared.”

“Scared of me?”

“Kind of.”

His gentle hand traced over her ear and nestled in the hair at the back of her neck.
“I don’t want to scare you, little bird. I want to love you.”

She lifted her eyes to his.
“I don’t know what to do. I mean, I
know
what to do but I’ve never…”

Keil waggled his eyebrows and his eyes brightened. “I know you’ve never. I’m glad you’ve never. It’s good that you’ve never. Now I don’t have to go track down your old lovers to kill them.”

“Possessive much?”

“You have no idea. Yet.” Keil leaned closer to brush his lips over hers.
“Wait until you are fully wolf. I bet you’re going to be just as possessive about me. Wolves mate for life, and we don’t like to share.”

Robyn shifted again on the hard bench. How could she want this much and still feel afraid to take the next step. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to build up her courage.

A gentle touch pulled her to her feet.
“You’re thinking too hard. Let’s go slow. You must be sweaty from our ski and digging up TJ. Let me help wash you up.”

Keil’s hands drifted over her shoulders, pulling her up against his body for a brief caress as he reached behind her body to grasp the bottom of her long-sleeved T-shirt. With a slow fluid motion, he lifted it off her, then dropped it on the bench behind them.

As his eyes traced over her torso, Robyn fought the urge to cover her chest with her hands. Ugh. She had to decide to be seduced in a mountain cabin wearing her plainest and sturdiest underwear. Luckily Keil’s face didn’t seem to express any displeasure with what he saw.

And neither could Robyn complain. Keil removed his own shirt with one swift yank and stood inches away from her, his rock-solid abs tempting her fingers.

“Damn. Just…damn. Is what they mean by washboard abs? Can I do some laundry?”

Keil smiled and reached for her. Removing the tight sports bra didn’t go as smoothly. In the middle of pulling it off, Keil’s hand got stuck in the twist of the Y back and Robyn froze with her arms pulled over head, bra wrapping her tight with Keil’s forearm. The heat rose in her face.

“Hell of a thing to happen, but don’t worry. This gives us some very interesting possibilities.”
Keil lowered his head to press a kiss on her neck, fluttering soft kisses down over the tops of her exposed breasts, sending chills shooting through her even as he supported and stretched her arms above them.

His touch was gentle but the restrained power was there, under the surface. His tongue stroked over her skin toward her cleavage then his teeth nibbled back up the line of heat he’d created all the way to her lips. His hand was loose from her bra and she lowered her arms slowly, his hot gaze never leaving her body.

“Take off the rest and I’ll get the shower ready.” He spun around quickly, leaving Robyn wondering what she’d done wrong.

“Keil?”

His strong arms poured the heated water into the holding tank over the top of the shower.
“I need to cool off a bit. You’re very beautiful and because you’re my mate, I really, really want you. I’m trying to keep things slow here.”

After prepping the water, he placed her into the shower, turning her body until she was wet from head to toe. With a flick of the wrist, he stopped the water and picked up the washcloth and soap. Starting at the back of her neck, he rubbed small circles over her skin, covering her shoulder blades, slipping over her spine until his hands cupped both cheeks of her ass.

Robyn dropped her forehead against the side of the shower stall and closed her mind to everything but the wonderful sensations racing over her skin at his touch. The heat from the sauna warmed the side room they were in to the point that she was comfortable even as droplets continued to cling to her skin. His mouth fastened on her neck, lapping at stray pebbles of water pooled there. Her womb clenched, releasing moisture as every stroke of his tongue sent thrills through her body to increase the desire mounting deep inside.

His touch dropped lower as Keil squatted behind her, his hands caressing down one leg. The small circular motions were driving her crazy as he teased, moving closer to the core of her heat and retreating without satisfying.

“Turn around, beautiful.”

Keil’s voice in her mind was deep and dark. It sounded like rich chocolate and Robyn was so into chocolate.

His voice made the tingles race.