Dom ran his hand up my spine, looking a tiny bit perplexed.Or no, happily amused.His touch felt like praise, which was weird.
“What lotion?Are you sure his head is okay?”There was genuine concern in Vi’s voice.Perhaps if I died here, she’d have to help dig the grave or something.
Lincoln clicked his tongue.“It’s a movie reference.”
She groaned.“Fuck me.Another dork.”
“Hey!”at least two of the wolves said.
Dom’s eyes were on me, his hand still stroking, still praising.“I’ll show you if you can stop upsetting Marcus.And, Marcus, I really want to complete our mate bond, but only if you want to.If you ask me to.”Then, because apparently my life wasn’t weird enough, he leaned in and kissed me on the forehead.“Goat-horned one.I love it.I’ll be back soon.”
The werewolf presence on my right vanished, and I was left an open-faced sandwich.Hmm.It had been nice, sitting wedged between Dom and Ellis, there was no denying that.Ellis alone next to me was still nice, but one wolf on each side had been nicer.Damn.What was I even thinking?
Linc ushered Vi and Dom—probably more Vi than Dom—toward the back door, and Ellis pulled me closer to him.In fact, he pulled me right into his lap.
“She likes you,” he whispered in my ear.
I’d had a shitty day.Was it wrong to want a good book to curl up with, a fantasy world to escape into?I didn’t have that.All I had was a large werewolf to curl up against.It was something, and I took it.
I’d fallen asleep pretty much as soon as my head hit that warm werewolf chest, so I was a little alarmed when I woke up and found myself in bed, under the covers with… I wasn’t even sure.I wiggled away from whoever was holding me and looked around.This room was larger than the one I’d been in before, and the bed was larger too.
“It’s okay.You’re safe.”
Linc’s voice, belonging to the person whose arm was draped around my middle.That meant at some point, I’d been handed off from one werewolf to another.I really wasn’t sure fever and a cold excused that kind of treatment.
I coughed, my throat dry.“I was thinking more along the lines of—where am I?”
“You’re in my bed.We felt you’d be safer upstairs.”
That explained nothing, but before I could point that out, the door opened, and a sliver of light drifted into the room, along with two large shapes.Dom and Ellis.
What time was it?Had they just woken up as well and decided to crawl into this bed?Because that was what they were doing.Where was Vi?When had Dom gotten back from his naked hike into the woods to look at a dead wolf?
Those were all excellent questions, but also, I was tired.Everything still sort of hurt, but at least I was warm—even warmer when a second set of arms came around my middle.
“Go back to sleep,” Ellis said from my other side.I was still dressed.A part of me was disappointed, and another part of me was wondering whether all of them were naked.That meant that most of me was inappropriately horny.
It didn’t help that, as close as we were, it was impossible not to touch, and I had to put my handssomewhere.Since I was lying on my side, my back to Lincoln, they sort of ended up on Ellis’s chest.
That placement was very much not conducive to going back to sleep.Ellis was shirtless and firm, just like a werewolf from a movie.I’d seen Lincoln without his clothes, and Dom too—the ginger had trouble keeping his clothes on for longer than a few hours from what I’d gathered—Ellis, I’d only imagined.Right now, I was imagining being able to see more than an outline of him.
My palm was flat on his pec, and the pad of my thumb had inadvertently come to rest on his nipple.Talk about awkward.Talk about erotic.He went still under my touch, and I became very aware that I was in bed with three hot guys—every gay man’s dream.My cock decided that was a fabulous thing and totally worth a thumbs-up.
Three hot werewolves and a hard-on might have made a killer title for my memoir.In reality, it was one awkward situation.Just my luck.
A sonorous, humming wolf noise broke out all around me, and I jerked my palm away from Ellis’s chest, though my fingertips kept the skin-to-skin contact.I leaned back, but that meant I leaned toward Lincoln, whose head was so close to my neck that my shoulder brushed against his cheek.He had a bit of stubble going, and the problem with that was that my cock really thought stubble was the most arousing thing ever.Oh boy.
I heard movement from behind Ellis, who was still motionless.From what I could see, Dom was climbing Ellis, correction, climbing over Ellis.To get to me.Oooh, boy.I pressed against Lincoln, and that let me discover two things.One, Lincoln was wearing pants.Two, his dick was super excited about this whole situation and me rubbing up against him.
“Dom,” Lincoln said, his voice a warning, his warm breath tickling the skin of my neck and forcing every hair there to stand up as if I’d touched a live wire.
Dom was above me.“It’s fine.”His knees pressed on either side of me, his hands on Ellis and Lincoln.“We can scent how you’re feeling.”Dom’s eyes twinkled as they caught the bit of light that had filtered in from the hallway.
I swallowed.“Oh.”
Dom wasn’t actually touching me beyond where his legs were caging me in.I couldn’t turn without touching a werewolf.That was a first.
“Yeah.”Dom sounded amused.“Do you want to be touched, Marcus?Do you want me to go down on you?”
