“I’ve got you, sugar,” Wade murmured in my ear, his large chest providing a backrest for me to lean against. He slid his hands under my shirt, coasting up my bare sides. I squirmed on this granite altar, excitement warring with nerves. Wade’s mouth found my neck and he sucked a little, then flicked his tongue over my earlobe. I picked up his scent, recognized the feel of his hands.
He was a familiar comfort while we were doing all these new things.
I let out a breathy laugh. Landry hooked his hands behind my knees and tipped me back, more into Wade’s arms. Wade wrapped one snugly around my waist to hold me secure while his other hand dipped inside my bra. I lost track of the sensations he created by cupping and squeezing my breast because Landry dropped to his knees in the tall grass, flicked off his Stetson, leaned forward, and licked into me.
“Oh!” One of my legs kicked out in the shock of pleasure. I stared up at the clear sky, a bird catching an updraft above me.
Wade somehow understood his touch had to match the intensity of Landry’s because he pinched my nipple, hard. I writhed and squirmed. The sting in my butt mixed with the sharp bite of pain and the wet slide of Landry’s tongue.
“Oh!” I repeated. It seemed to be the only syllable I was capable of uttering. I could hardly track all the pleasure being given to me. Landry was just as capable with his tongue as Wade was, making me jerk and squirm and shiver with every flick, every suck, every lap against all my most sensitive bits.
Wade’s treatment of my breast grew rough, each squeeze harder. His breath was hot against my neck as he nipped it.
“You were so right,” Landry said to Wade, lifting his head. His mouth glistened with my arousal. I could have sworn his eyes were brown before, but now they had a green glint to them, the way an animal’s eyes looked in the night. “I could eat this pussy all day.”
“Right?” Wade replied. “Pure heaven.”
This couldn’t be real. This scene was straight out of a fantasy. I was sure it was a porno. Lost scientist meets two ravenous mountain men, and gets herself punished and pleasured.
This was real. It wasn’t make believe. It was hot as hell, and these men had me at their mercy, and were giving me all their attention. Besides Wade’s shirt being used as protection against the rough surface, they were fully clothed.
My inner thighs quivered as I gulped the fresh mountain air. Wade kept working my nipples as Landry sucked my clit. My pussy clenched on air.
“She takes her punishment well.” Wade’s voice held laughter.
“I do,” I agreed breathlessly. If this was punishment, I never wanted it to stop. And I was going to be bad all the time. “I really do.”
Wade’s chuckle made his chest rumble beneath my head.
And then I couldn’t take any more. The pleasure was too much, the sensations too overwhelming. My toes curled as I wrapped my legs around Landry’s shoulders. I cried out, making a flock of birds take off from the pine trees. My internal muscles squeezed, my belly tightened, and I came with another cry loud enough to echo off the stand of boulders to our right.
“That’s it, sugar,” Wade encouraged, his touch gentling on my breast, his lips nuzzling my neck.
Landry lifted his head and licked his lips with satisfaction. His eyes were the most beautiful shade of green. “Ours,” he declared, looking at Wade.
“Uh huh,” Wade agreed.
A tingle ran up my spine. I had no idea what they were talking about, but it seemed to mean something to my body. As if on some level, I understood I’d just been claimed. If that meant I got orgasms like that, I didn’t think it would be too bad. Right?
5
WADE
I met Landry’s wolf-eyed gaze, and nodded.
Caitlyn was definitely ours. I had no doubt. I kept my nose at her neck and breathed her sweet scent in deeply. My dick was so hard… had been since I first saw her.
Fuck, she was more beautiful than I remembered. I’d waited two weeks—two long weeks—for her to show up. I’d barely thought of anything but her in all that time. I was the worst enforcer ever. I’d gone to Granger, taken one look at Caitlyn, and completely forgotten the mission.
I’d been tasked to stop Caitlyn from coming onto pack land, but I’d done absolutely nothing to discourage her. In fact, she’d confessed her plan to come despite Gib’s refusal. All I’d done was pay for her meal and make her scream on my tongue.
Then, I’d told myself it had just been for fun. I’d been screwing around—something I hadn’t done without Landry before. Her scent had taunted me. My wolf had stirred and pushed me to satisfy her. Once I’d tasted her, I understood why I’d succumbed to temptation.