A wolf sidled close to her, and she dug her hands into his thick coat. She wasn’t certain of identities yet. She’d learn. A cold nose nuzzled her cheek, and she laughed in protest.
“I’m getting cold,” she said. “And I’m hungry. Anyone else ready for food?”
The darkest of the wolves shifted to reveal Calian. The twins were silver while Matto’s coat came between—a mostly silver coat with dark ears, legs, and tail.
Renee handed out clothes, and they hurriedly dressed. “I adore the scenery,” she said.
“I’m not hungry for food,” Kansas announced, his eyes gleaming with a different kind of appetite. He swooped on Renee and whisked her into his arms.
Laughing, she nuzzled his neck with her cold nose. During the last month, they’d given her space to heal. While they’d kissed and cuddled and touched her on a regular basis, not one of the brothers had pushed her. Now that Kansas mentioned it, she was up for a little sex.
“We don’t have lube or condoms,” Matto said. “I never thought of it.”
“We’ll make do.” Calian’s husky voice told Renee exactly where his thoughts had wandered.
Winter sun poured through the lodge windows, warming the lounge in addition to the fire they’d lit earlier.
While Matto, Kansas, and Calian organized a makeshift bed in the sunlight, Dakota divested her of clothes and footwear.
Once she was naked, he scooped her into his arms and settled her in the patch of warm winter sun.
“You look like ravenous wolves,” she said with a laugh as she surveyed her men. “I have the birth control part covered, so you don’t need to worry about that.”
“We want to mark you properly this time,” Calian said. “This is your last chance to escape.”
“I’ve never been more certain of anything in my life. Once my contract finishes I can find work in California again. Susan assures me I’m safe now.”
The brothers stripped again, flopping down on the temporary bed. Each claimed a spot and started to kiss and caress her. Renee sighed, her eyes drifting shut as she rode the blissful enjoyment of many mouths and fingers, talented tongues and the rasp of teeth across sensitive skin.
A tongue ran across her hipbone. Another teased a nipple while a mouth settled over the tip of her other breast. Renee floated, basking in the joy of open love and affection. Hunter had brought her to these wonderful men. She believed that. She’d known of his admiration for his brothers-in-law, and it was easy to see why.
A hand grasped her upper thigh. A second stroked the inner thigh of her other leg. Her stance widened, and two tongues teased her folds, driving her pleasure upward. Hard lips claimed hers, the kiss tender and loving. Each stroke and kiss melded, driving her upward until her climax burst over her without warning.
“Open your mouth for me,” a husky voice ordered.
Renee smiled and obeyed, her eyes remaining closed while her body hummed with the residual delight of her orgasm.
A cock ran around her lips, teasing her until her quick move meant the shaft slid into the heat of her mouth.
“Can I go first?” a husky voice asked. One of the twins.
In the next instant, a hard cock slid into her, going balls deep with one easy glide.
Renee focused on the cock filling her mouth, sucking and laving the shaft, concentrating on dragging groans from her lover.
“Renee,” Matto whispered. “You look so sexy taking my brothers.”
It was easy when they treated her like a goddess, capable of great things.
Matto tweaked her breast, rolling her nipple between his fingers. The hint of pain propelled a thick slice of pleasure to her pussy.
Sharp teeth nibbled her neck, and she breathed through her nose, struggling to contain the sensations and emotions coursing through body and mind.
One of her men moaned. Calian? She licked the underside of the cock filling her mouth, and the shaft pulsed against her tongue. She upped her efforts, and the moan repeated. The pinch of teeth at her neck grew harder, yet Renee never hesitated or shied from Matto’s bite. From what she’d understood, once they marked her in this way, they’d never stray. Their pride and support for her, their unshakeable assurance she was the one to complete them uplifted and gave her confidence in return.
“Thank you, sweetheart. That was amazing,” Calian whispered against her ear.
With her mouth free, she turned her head, searching for a kiss. She got it—a slow mating of mouths and the tangle of tongues. Calian lifted his head to nuzzle her neck. His mouth sought her throat and just as a sizzle of pleasure flared to life—the result of a finger cruising across her clit—he bit down.
