“Yeah, baby.
We’re your family now. But brothers we ain’t.”
Dean snickered before leaning down to kiss her. More hands touched her breasts, her clit, her ass… And then no one was laughing anymore as desire pitched anew.
73
The next day, Rachel woke to throbbing canines, a sore ass, and a tender vagina. But her mind was clear as a bell. She felt herself turn three shades of scarlet as last night came tumbling back in all its glory, and she covered her eyes with her forearm. Hell, but she’d taken three men to bed. Had even taken it in the ass, which hadn’t been nearly as pleasant as she’d heard it could be. Of course, when Dean had kissed her all better she hadn’t complained. And being the meat in a Burke and Grady sandwich had certainly whet her appetite.
“I’m a nympho.” How the hell did she get back on track with her life after having experienced wild animal—thank God not literally “animal”—sex?
“I hope so. I love chicks who can’t say no.” Burke stroked her belly, and she stared at him in shock, having thought herself alone. He leaned up on one elbow as he caressed her. “Grady and Dean had a tour to take care of this morning. Poor guys. You wore them out and then they had to haul ass into Whitefish by ten.” His grin was wide enough to make the big bad wolf cringe, and she excused herself for the poor analogy.
“Um, Burke? You’re okay with all this?”
Burke came off his elbow to blanket her with his body. “The question is, are you okay with it, my beautiful nympho?” He nipped at her earlobe, causing a shudder of need to pass through her.
“I’m, I…” She exhaled heavily and smelled Burke with vivid senses. The sweet smell that reminded her of sex on a stick now had several other faculties to it. She could taste his satisfaction, could smell the aroma of his pleasure as his hand crept to fondle her breasts.
“God, I had you all over the place last night and I still want you.” He inhaled the skin below her ear and began purring. “I can’t get enough of you, Rachel.”
She wanted to reject her over-amorous body but couldn’t. Burke, bless him, met her needs with a gentleness she would never have expected, and his soft petting after their blissful climax had her falling so deep in love that she had a hard time remembering why she’d sworn off men for a while.
74
“Rachel.” He pressed his lips to the top of her head. “I’m so glad you came to us.
You belong in Cougar Falls, with us.” With me, she swore she heard whispered in her mind. She could feel him smiling into her hair.
But what struck her the most about the past few days was how much she’d come to care for Burke. She wanted to belong to him—to his pride, she hastily amended . Oh hell.
If I can’t be honest with myself, who can I be honest with? I love him, and it scares me to death.
“Baby, you okay?”
Her nerves must have shown on her face, and she hurried to cover her exposure. She shot him a broad smile. “Okay? My body feels like rubber, my brain like Jell-O, and I finally have you all to myself. What could be better?”
He began purring—God, how she loved that—and she found herself joining the rumbling sound. That quickly, contentment settled, her fears fading to the back of her mind. The pounding of Burke’s heart increased in volume, and she instinctively sniffed, trying to understand his emotions.
“Oh, yeah.” He chuckled and stroked a hand over her hair. “You’re ready to shift, Rachel. By marking you we finally woke you up. What say we go outside and give you some space. The first change is going to be hard, but I’ll help you through it.” He rose, heedless of his nudity, and pulled her with him. “Dean and Grady are going to be pissed they missed this.”
She followed him blindly, her attention caught by the myriad scents pressing to be identified. Gerald’s fragrance lingered in the house, subtle underneath Grady’s, Dean’s and of course,
We’re your family now. But brothers we ain’t.”
Dean snickered before leaning down to kiss her. More hands touched her breasts, her clit, her ass… And then no one was laughing anymore as desire pitched anew.
73
The next day, Rachel woke to throbbing canines, a sore ass, and a tender vagina. But her mind was clear as a bell. She felt herself turn three shades of scarlet as last night came tumbling back in all its glory, and she covered her eyes with her forearm. Hell, but she’d taken three men to bed. Had even taken it in the ass, which hadn’t been nearly as pleasant as she’d heard it could be. Of course, when Dean had kissed her all better she hadn’t complained. And being the meat in a Burke and Grady sandwich had certainly whet her appetite.
“I’m a nympho.” How the hell did she get back on track with her life after having experienced wild animal—thank God not literally “animal”—sex?
“I hope so. I love chicks who can’t say no.” Burke stroked her belly, and she stared at him in shock, having thought herself alone. He leaned up on one elbow as he caressed her. “Grady and Dean had a tour to take care of this morning. Poor guys. You wore them out and then they had to haul ass into Whitefish by ten.” His grin was wide enough to make the big bad wolf cringe, and she excused herself for the poor analogy.
“Um, Burke? You’re okay with all this?”
Burke came off his elbow to blanket her with his body. “The question is, are you okay with it, my beautiful nympho?” He nipped at her earlobe, causing a shudder of need to pass through her.
“I’m, I…” She exhaled heavily and smelled Burke with vivid senses. The sweet smell that reminded her of sex on a stick now had several other faculties to it. She could taste his satisfaction, could smell the aroma of his pleasure as his hand crept to fondle her breasts.
“God, I had you all over the place last night and I still want you.” He inhaled the skin below her ear and began purring. “I can’t get enough of you, Rachel.”
She wanted to reject her over-amorous body but couldn’t. Burke, bless him, met her needs with a gentleness she would never have expected, and his soft petting after their blissful climax had her falling so deep in love that she had a hard time remembering why she’d sworn off men for a while.
74
“Rachel.” He pressed his lips to the top of her head. “I’m so glad you came to us.
You belong in Cougar Falls, with us.” With me, she swore she heard whispered in her mind. She could feel him smiling into her hair.
But what struck her the most about the past few days was how much she’d come to care for Burke. She wanted to belong to him—to his pride, she hastily amended . Oh hell.
If I can’t be honest with myself, who can I be honest with? I love him, and it scares me to death.
“Baby, you okay?”
Her nerves must have shown on her face, and she hurried to cover her exposure. She shot him a broad smile. “Okay? My body feels like rubber, my brain like Jell-O, and I finally have you all to myself. What could be better?”
He began purring—God, how she loved that—and she found herself joining the rumbling sound. That quickly, contentment settled, her fears fading to the back of her mind. The pounding of Burke’s heart increased in volume, and she instinctively sniffed, trying to understand his emotions.
“Oh, yeah.” He chuckled and stroked a hand over her hair. “You’re ready to shift, Rachel. By marking you we finally woke you up. What say we go outside and give you some space. The first change is going to be hard, but I’ll help you through it.” He rose, heedless of his nudity, and pulled her with him. “Dean and Grady are going to be pissed they missed this.”
She followed him blindly, her attention caught by the myriad scents pressing to be identified. Gerald’s fragrance lingered in the house, subtle underneath Grady’s, Dean’s and of course,
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