Wendy's Wild Wolves [Shy River Pack 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Bec Adams Page A

out. I promise you.”
    “So do I,” Sogarn said, leaning his weight against her for a moment, his loving possession of both her and Donovan very clear in his mind. Sogarn bit into Donovan’s shoulder, claiming him as he started fucking her in earnest, his movements more forceful, his thrusting much deeper.
    He licked over the tiny wound as Wendy sensed the link he’d created between himself and Donovan. “I love you both,” he said as held her suspended just enough for Donovan to slide a hand between them. His fingers found her clit, touching her swollen nub gently, making her shake all over.
    “Come for us, sweetheart,” Donovan said. Unable to deny the beauty of the moment, Wendy did exactly as he demanded, her orgasm flowing through her body even as their enjoyment of her orgasm and the beginnings of their own flowed into her mind. Somehow, she felt it all—her emotions and theirs. She shuddered as they both sank their teeth into her, this time the sensations different, more intense, a sense of their souls melding together permeating every part of her body and mind.
    They held her then, breathing hard as the incredible emotions swirled between them all. The urge to bite them both, to claim them, too, was overwhelming. She felt Sogarn’s happiness, sensed his smile, even though she couldn’t see him. He placed a hand at the back of her head, guiding her mouth to Donovan’s throat.
    “Go ahead, sweetheart. We’re your wolves.”
    She nodded, her mouth opening over Donovan’s flesh. She marveled briefly at the sharp canine teeth that were somehow there when she wanted them, but it didn’t interfere at all with the incredible moment of claiming a man she loved. Donovan groaned, holding her close, his cock twitching inside her despite having come just moments ago. Sogarn pulled free from her body, moving closer, offering his throat as she claimed him as well.
    “I love you,” she whispered, knowing that they already knew, but needing to say the words out loud. She even knew what came next. She could sense it with every cell in her body. Wendy lifted away from Donovan’s growing cock, giving him the chance to claim the man he loved as well.
    She stayed close, touching them both as Sogarn lowered himself onto Donovan’s cock and leaned forward, letting their mate bite him on the opposite side of his neck to Wendy’s mark. Sogarn groaned loudly as the connection between all three of them settled into place. Donovan grinned and then started to move, holding Sogarn’s hips tightly as he lifting up into him again and again. Their joining was hard and fast, both of them sweating and breathing harshly as they raced toward fulfillment.
    Wendy closed her eyes, savoring the moment that both men climaxed, before succumbing to the weariness that would not be denied.
     
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    Donovan held them both close, his body exhausted, his mind a jumbled mess of half-formed thoughts. He sensed the moment Wendy fell asleep, her body slowly adjusting to her new life as a werewolf. It would take days, perhaps even weeks, before she would be strong enough to change into a wolf, but he had no intentions of ever leaving her or Sogarn now—no matter what the alpha might want—so he knew he’d be there to help her through it.
    “Don’t worry about the alpha,” Sogarn said as he tried and failed to lift away from him. He rested his head against Donovan’s heart, a position they’d slept in often. But it was the sticky cum squished between them that finally had them moving apart.
    “Shower time,” Donovan said as he helped Sogarn climb to his feet. He considered letting Wendy stay in the bed but knew she’d be more comfortable if she got cleaned up first. She snuggled into his arms, her pure trust in them both still clear in their mental link even though she remained fast asleep.
    They rinsed off quickly, too exhausted to do anything more than get clean. He wrapped Wendy in a towel, holding her close as Sogarn stripped