Arielle and the Three Wolves (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Dani April Page A

her arms around his shoulders. “God knows I’d do anything for you, Jason. But I can’t do what you’re asking me to do. It isn’t fair to me, and it isn’t fair to your brothers. How do you know? Maybe they wouldn’t even like me.”
    “You would fit in very well as a member of our family. Everyone would love you. If you came with us, our whole world would revolve around you.”
    She laughed and sniffed back her tears. “It sounds wonderful. I wish I was a different person. If your brothers are anything like you, then I know they’re good men. But I just can’t do what you’re asking of me. I’m sorry.”
    “It’s the way we live, Arielle. It’s my heritage. I can’t give it up.”
    “And I can’t give up my principles. The life you’re asking me to live is just too different from anything I had ever imagined. I could never handle it. So I guess we’re at an impasse.”
    They made love again that night. She felt aggressive and ground down on him with her pussy as she rode him from on top. He came inside of her, and his eruption in her body triggered her own climax. After it was over she lay in his arms and listened to the soft sound of his breath and the beat of his heart inside his rib cage as he slept. It took her hours to fall asleep. Her mind wrestled with the impossible proposition he had made for her. The only glimmer of hope she had was that he would change his mind because she knew she would never change hers. Finally she slept, but she was restless and tossed and turned at his side all night.
    The next day at the clinic she was in a bad mood all day, and even found herself in an argument with one of her customers, something she never did. They had brought their German shepherd in to be treated for an infection but didn’t have the money to pay right away. Arielle suggested they come back when they had the money, and they argued that she did not care about animals. This angered her, and she responded unkindly. Later she regretted her words and called them back to apologize and arrange an appointment for their dog.
    The day seemed like it would never end. Her sister called her at lunch. She provided her with a brief sketch of Jason and then told her she did not have time to talk. She could only imagine what her sister would have thought if she knew Jason had asked her to go to bed with his brothers. She was embarrassed to even think about it and would never tell anyone. Then again she could never tell anyone Jason was a shape-shifter and that when she had first met him he was in the form of a wolf. Too many things about Jason Wildback sounded crazy when spoken about in the open. As wonderful as their brief relationship had been, Arielle started to have serious doubts as to whether she could ever fully accept Jason for what he really was. She had acted impulsively and jumped into bed with him because she had been lonely and lived without the touch of a man for too long. Of course Jason was also well built and handsome, and those qualities had added to her impetuous behavior.
    Arielle drove home slowly that night in no hurry to get there. She and Jason would have to have a talk, and she had no desire to rush into it. A stab of pain hit her when she thought about what she would have to say to him.
    When she arrived home, the truck of Kyle and Luke Wildback was once again parked out in front. She should have expected this. They had been so desperate to find their brother earlier. Now that they knew where he was, she marveled that they had stayed away this long.
    She went through her house, but the guys were not inside. When she got to the kitchen she saw they were in the backyard. Jason was seated on one of her lawn chairs, his injured leg held out in front of him. The two brothers had opened her gas grill on the patio. She had only rarely used it since she moved into the house. She came out the back door and smelled the barbeque in the air. The brothers had brought over hamburger meat, and it was on