Dana splashed cold water on her face, but it did little to cool the fire in her pussy, a fire all three men seemed determined to fan. Even worse, I enjoyed it. The fleeting touches by Nathan and John seated on either side, along with their thick thighs brushing hers, had put her in a state of arousal that almost made her scream, Take me now. She could even picture it, the food and dishes flying as they laid her on the table and tore her clothes from her so they could take turns plowing between her thighs. Dana sat down hard on the toilet, her knees too wobbly to support her. If it had been only Nathan and John teasing, she could have probably borne it. But Kody, stroking her with his foot-how decadent-had just about made her come. If someone would have told her a few days ago she'd allow a man to stroke her pussy with his foot at dinner, she would have laughed. Now, all she wanted was for him to finish what he'd started. Dana squirmed, her panties soaking wet and her clit t
His hands caressed her, sliding down her body in a way that made her shiver and writhe. His large hand cupped her sex, and she arched against his palm. "Please," she whispered. Her lover, though, ignored her "please" and moved his touch back up to slide under her top to cup and squeeze her breasts. His mouth came down and sucked at her protruding nipple through the fabric. Then he bit down . . . Dana's hold on the dream slipped. Her slow waking didn't stop the pleasurable sensations, though. She squirmed as the rough hands stroking up under her T-shirt made her skin burn and her nipples tighten. She gasped at the hot kiss placed at the base of her neck. Those same lips moved upward and caught hers in a torrid embrace that left her panting. She vaguely wondered, as she opened her mouth to a sinuous tongue, if perhaps she dreamt still. "Oh, Dana." The gruffly whispered words against her mouth made her open her eyes. "Nathan?" she murmured against the mouth t
John hadn't slept much, his mind too consumed with thoughts of Dana. He'd heard Dana's fight with Nathan the previous night. How could he not with his enhanced werewolf hearing? He'd waited with bated breath to see if Nathan's plan to seduce her would work, but Dana prevailed and, with her plea to give her time and a choice, broke his heart. John heard the hurt in her tone, the confusion as she struggled to sort through her emotions. He didn't consider it self-centered to admit he knew he played a part in her turmoil. It was evident to anyone with half a brain. Dana struggled with what her body and wolf wanted and what she, the woman, needed. Raised in a dysfunctional household, how could she not fight what they proposed? The true wonder to John was the fact that she even contemplated it. The gentlemanly thing to do would involve walking away and allowing her to make a choice without influence. That, however, required a selflessness that John discovered he didn't poss
Once outside, Dana found herself caught between John and Nathan, a place she didn't want to flee. Although she did want to strip in an attempt to cool down. With an alpha on one side and a man who could have been alpha had but ended up beta on the other, they formed an impressive wall of male flesh. As they strode with her through the vastly changed compound, their bodies brushed hers-a hard thigh against her hip, a hand to guide in the middle of her back or on her waist, the occasional whisper in her ear that tickled. Talk about a smorgasbord of sensations. Within an hour, her body aroused, her nerves shot, she seesawed between an urge to scream and ripping off her clothes in an open invitation to claim her. Her mind leaned toward the second scenario, which wetted her panties even further. She controlled herself-barely. She tried to focus on what they showed her, from the solar panels and wind turbines that provided all their electrical needs to the composting and garden areas.
Nathan's heart stuttered at her declaration. Is she finally ready to let me claim her? "You go after her. I'll meet you back at the house," John said. "Good luck." "Thanks, man." Nathan gave his friend a respectful nod but didn't linger. He had a feisty woman to catch. Mine. Nathan took off after Dana and had to work to keep up because she ran like the wind even on two legs. She gave no warning about her intention to shift. One moment, she sprinted. The next, clothing burst from her in tatters, and a golden wolf went bounding off into the woods that were a part of the compound. Damn, she's gotten fucking good at shifting. Considering she'd lived alone for the last twelve years, she'd mastered her wolf side better than those who'd lived with it a lifetime. Nathan followed suit, his clothes shredding as his muscles thickened and his bones reshaped. He landed on four paws, his senses even more acute, and continued to give chase. He thanked the fact that they were f
Dana ran up the stairs to her room, her brave immodesty of moments ago a sham to drive Nathan wild. And it had worked. Twelve years of abstinence had turned her into an instant wanton it seemed. Now that her sexual floodgates had opened, she couldn't seem to stop the flow of emotions and desires swamping her. Nor did she want to. How she'd survived all those years in her sterile, lonely world she didn't know. She did, however, realize she could never go back, not if she ever wanted to find happiness. And she had three men to thank for that, John with his calming presence and fleeting touches, Kody with his ribald humor and bold flirtation, and Nathan with his dominating presence and touch. Just remembering the way he'd pleasured her out in the open made her nipples tighten and her sex flood with moisture. What a shame about the interruption. Seeing Nathan so aroused, because of her, made her want to go find him and drag him back to the room to continue what they had b
Kody shook his head at Nathan. "You are such a fucking idiot sometimes." Nathan glared at him. "What's that supposed to mean?" "I think he means that bragging about how you fucked a ton of women and telling Dana she should accept it because it was her fault crossed a line," John replied. Nathan scrubbed a hand through his hair. "What the hell else should I have done? Lied?" John shook his head in disbelief. Nathan's male arrogance sometimes knew no bounds. "You could have tried playing it down instead of flaunting it. Couldn't you see how hurt she was to find out?" "Dude, she is seriously upset," Kody added, peering with a frown in the direction of the stairs. "What do you both care?" Nathan growled. "You heard what she said. She doesn't want me anymore." Nathan poured himself some more wine and took a swig of it. "Give her time-" John started saying. Nathan threw his wineglass at the wall, where it shattered, spraying the red wine. "I'm
Dana cried into the pillow, her tears soaking the fabric. How could she not when she heard Nathan bellowing? A part of her ached to go to him, to clasp him in her arms and say all was forgiven. Another part of her feared that, by caving to him, he'd think nothing of hurting her again in the future. She covered her ears with her hands, unwilling to listen to his obvious anger and distress. A light touch on her shoulder made her thrash wildly, her flailing fists striking flesh. She rolled and opened her burning eyes, expecting to see Nathan, come to hunt her down and beg her forgiveness-or force it. Instead, she found herself wrapped in John's arms, his soothing presence a balm to her turmoil. Her tears flowed anew. He dragged her onto his lap as she sobbed, stroking her hair and rocking her as she wept for the twelve years of her life that she'd wasted running. Wept for the life she could have had if she'd only looked past her fears. Wept because she couldn't stem the pain t