Her dark brows winged up. “What’s yours?”
Fuck. Probably too soon for that. She wasn’t a shifter. She had no idea what I meant.
Wade picked up on my mistake, and chuckled to lighten the mood. “He just means if you’re with us, you’re under our protection. No harm will ever come to you.”
It was quite a declaration, but words were empty. She needed action. Starting now.
“Rule number three. You will follow our rules, Caitlyn, or there will be punishment.”
Her lips curved into a sultry smile that nearly had me busting out of my pants. “You’re into this punishment thing.”
Wade and I nodded.
“The way your pupils dilate every time we mention it shows you’re into it too,” I added.
Wade pointed. “Your nipples give you away.”
She glanced down, and crossed her arms over her chest.
“Do you agree?” I asked. Then I waited.
A flush crept up her cheeks once again as she considered. I’d given her more to consider than just access to the wolves. She was also consenting to a spanking. She could say no, and we’d respect that. She was our mate, and we’d figure out what she did like. There were lots of ways to get her obedience, in and out of bed.
“I just found out about the rules.” Her brow knit in thought. “Shouldn’t the rules be enforced starting now?”
I couldn’t help but laugh. She wasn’t just smart and cute, but funny too.
“Yes. Starting now. But we’re not leaving this spot until you agree to these terms… and the punishment you earned for trespassing.”
CAITLYN
I seriously couldn’t decide if I should turn and run for my life, or rip my clothes off and let these two ravish me.
I was heavily leaning toward the latter.
Especially because Landry had said the magic words. He was going to let me conduct my research.
Or were the magic words, punishment you’ll enjoy receiving as much as we enjoy giving it? Because that sure rang my bell.
I never knew it, but that sentence was like catnip to my kinky inner self.
I’d never been spanked by a guy before. It hadn’t been offered and I hadn’t considered asking. The fact that I was eager for it all of a sudden, and from a stranger, from two strangers, made it surprisingly more enticing.
Did that make me insane? Or was I so into my research, I’d do something sexual in trade?
I frowned as I considered that. No, I had too much self-respect to sell myself for career gain. Sure, I did what egotistical Dr. Andrews said because he was my boss, and I didn’t like how pushy and annoying he was. I didn’t get that vibe off of Landry and Wade. In fact, it was the complete opposite. These guys weren’t assholes. They weren’t making these rules just to be petty, or to show a false sense of dominance. Dr. Andrews used his power to build himself up at others’ expense. Like taking the credit for all my research. I was doing the work. Putting in the miles, literally, for the benefit of the wolves. There were days when I didn’t think he even cared about the animals.
I wasn’t into these guys because of their land ownership. I was into these guys because of their broad shoulders, their big hands, and even bigger…
Yeah, I was just horny, and I had the opportunity to have some fun with two men. Two men who were bossy, but… safe.
I’d remember this when I was eighty.
“Um… okay. I’m in.” I rubbed my lips together. I still had no idea what the exact situation was, here, other than that two extremely large and sexy cowboys seemed to want to share me. Enough that they’d been waiting for me.
Landry closed the distance between us, settling his hands on my waist. “Good girl,” he murmured, making my pussy clench.
Okay, he wasn’t all gruff and stern rules.
“So… are you two a couple?” I looked from Landry to Wade.
Wade shook his head, moving in close as well. “Nope. We just like to share. Meaning we give you all the attention. Double the hands. Double the mouths. Double the dicks. Are you down with that, Caitlyn? Twice the attention you got last time?”
Maybe I wasn’t nervous because I’d been with Wade before. I’d trusted my body to him once, and I wanted to do it again. “Always?”
“Always,” they confirmed at the same time.
I gripped Landry’s forearms because my knees suddenly turned weak. I worked to swallow. “Yep. I’m down.” I looked at Wade. “But I’m trying to understand. You didn’t, um, let me reciprocate at my apartment. I thought you didn’t want me. That…” I blushed and looked away. “That you didn’t like my pussy.”
At the sound of a rumbling growl, I looked up. Wade moved in closer. “Didn’t like? Woman, you need a spanking for even thinking badly about yourself. You have the sweetest, wettest, most perfect pussy.”