Maggie's Wolves, Part Three: A BBW Shifter Romance (Red Mountain Pack Book 3) by Cara Morgan

Chapter One
    Case carried Maggie through the mudroom and into the kitchen. Without pausing for her to look around, he walked determinedly past a dark granite island. She had the impression of warm wood cabinetry and copper fixtures, but they passed through the room so quickly, it was nothing but a blur. The next room, large and open, was impossible for her to miss, no matter how distracted she was by the heat coursing through her veins.
    They’d referred to their home as the lodge, but she’d imagined something more along the lines of a hunting cabin. This was no cabin. There was a towering stone fireplace in the center of the room. The floor was covered in wide wooden planks and cozy wool rugs. Large timbers, some of them still with traces of bark, supported the high roof. A line of tall windows looked out on a scene straight from a travel postcard. Ski Colorado! Through the swirling snow, she could see the jagged outline of a nearby mountain.
    She twisted her head to look around, and Case shifted her weight in his arms. “Are you hurting?”
    She was hungry and hurting, but she was also bewildered. “You live here?”
    His frown eased, and a trace of amusement flickered in his hazel eyes. “I’ll give you the tour later.”
    Right. Later, when she wasn’t naked and trying to figure out which piece of furniture could accommodate all three of them. Two of them, she corrected. She glanced back at Jack, following behind, still watching her with a stark, hungry look on his face. She hadn’t quite decided what to do about him. Her human half liked him well enough, but her wolf was undecided.
    Case pulled her tighter to his chest as he moved up the stairs. Maggie wrapped her arms around his neck and then couldn’t resist licking the strong column of his throat. She smiled as a growl vibrated under her tongue.
    The house was too big, she decided, if it was taking him this damn long to find a bedroom.
    When they came to the top of the stairs, Case turned left down a wide hallway. At the end, he pushed through an open door into a modestly sized bedroom. There was a fireplace on one wall opposite a large bed. A thick red rug covered the wood floor and a chair sat beside a pair of double-doors that led onto a balcony. Before she could take any more of it in, she was lifted up and tossed into the air. She landed on the soft mattress and laughed as she bounced once before settling.
    She looked up to find three pairs of faintly glowing eyes staring at her.
    A wash of heat swept over her skin. It felt like fire in her blood, melting her from the inside out. She was wet. Needy. Hungry. And the way they stared at her only drove her need higher. They were wolves. They surely could sense how ready she was for them. There was a slight flush of color on Case’s high cheekbones. Eli’s eyes glittered with fierce intent. Jack looked like he was starving.
    All for her.
    “You’re not going to make me beg, are you?”
    “It’s an interesting thought.” Eli’s smile was strained. “How do you want us?”
    How? “I want you inside me. One or both of you, I don’t care.”
    Eli had discarded his coat somewhere along the way and, as she watched, he reached over his head to tug off his blue Henley. Case stripped quickly, tossing his clothing into a pile on the floor. Jack was the only one who didn’t move. Fists clenched at his sides, his entire body quivered with restraint.
    She almost reached for him then. Almost.
    Case set his knee on the bed, caught her ankle and tugged lightly, lowering her to the mattress. He moved over her body, but didn’t settle his weight on her. She groaned and arched her back, wanting to feel the silky warmth of his skin.
    Case dipped his head to lick the mark he’d left on her breast. Need flared inside her, making her vision go dark and red for a moment. Her womb clenched, and she grabbed hold of his shoulders to pull him down.
    He caught her hands and pinned them to either side of her head. He licked