Tempted (Two Marks 1)

“It wasn’t because of you. It was because of your asshole boss and Hollaroy. They’ll get what’s coming,” I vowed. Gib would take care of it by getting the pack to spread out and remove the trackers. It would happen faster when done by shifters.

“I sent my paper to the dean.” There was a note of challenge in her voice, like she was testing the vow we’d just made to her.

I froze, and looked to Landry. It was this moment where our bond was tested. She would never do anything to hurt the pack, and that meant including what she’d written. We had to trust that.

“I changed it. This week. I know you won’t believe me until you read it.” She glanced up at the canopy of pines over our heads. “When we get back to your place.”

I whipped my head up, and met her eyes.

“You want… you’ll stay with us?”

She licked her lips again, and I groaned. “If you’ll have me.”

Landry and I stepped closer, touching her. I set a hand on her thigh, gave it a squeeze. Landry stroked her hair back.

“We all messed up, didn’t we?” she asked.

I laughed, for the first time in days.

“We did. And we will again, I’m sure. Mates stick together, even if that means living apart during the week.”

She shook her head. “I’m done with Granger State. I mean… I have to finish teaching my summer class, and I’ll have to make changes for the dean on the paper, but I… well, my life isn’t there. It never was. I just didn’t know it until I met you two.”

Landry ran his fingers through his hair. “Say you’ll move to West Springs.”

“I am interested in Cord’s research,” she admitted, almost reluctantly, looking up at us through her dark lashes.

Landry’s face lit up with a grin, and I exhaled a breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding. “That’s great. I’m sure a salaried position could be arranged. There’s pack money that could be put toward it. No pressure, of course.”

“That sounds… wonderful, actually.” Her face shone with eagerness. “I belong here. Like you guys can scent your mate, I feel like this is where I’m supposed to be. With you.”

“That’s right, sugar,” Landry said.

“Fuck yes,” I replied at the same time.

She laughed.

My wolf practically leapt for joy.

Caitlyn’s smile grew wider. “Well, what are you waiting for?” She blinked back tears. “Take me home.”

25

CAITLYN

From the looks in their eyes, I didn’t think Wade and Landry would actually take me back to Wade’s house—our house—before they stripped me bare and had their way with me.

Landry had tossed me over his shoulder, carried me around to the passenger door and set me inside, forcing me into the middle as he slid in beside me. Wade climbed behind the wheel and took off without a word. The tires skidded on the dirt road, showing his eagerness.

They didn’t say anything during the ride, but Wade’s hand was on my thigh the entire time, and Landry took hold of my hand and didn’t let it go.

By the time Wade skidded to a stop in his driveway, the sexual tension in the cab was palpable. I wanted to climb them, strip them, kiss them, lick them, suck them. Whatever the verb was, I wanted to do it to and with Wade and Landry.

Landry tossed me over his shoulder again. It was possessive and bossy, but this time, I laughed. Because his legs were long, he ate up the distance to the porch and into the bedroom.

He dropped me on the big bed in the master. I bounced, and came up onto my knees.

“Clothes off,” Landry said as he stripped down, his gaze never leaving me.

I didn’t argue, only got to work. Wade came in right behind us and followed suit.

They were bare before I was and they climbed onto the mattress and helped me with what I had left. Socks, undies. Fabric ripped, seams tore.

I didn’t care.

“Three days apart,” Landry breathed as he ran his hands over my body. “Never again.”

“No.” I touched him in return.

“Mates can’t be apart like that, sugar.” Wade cupped my breasts from behind. “Our wolves can’t take it.”

I shook my head, angled it to the side for Landry to have more room as he kissed along my shoulder.

“I don’t have a wolf in me, but I can’t take it either. Is this real?” I breathed.

Landry grabbed me by the butt and lifted me up so I straddled his thighs. His dick nudged my belly, and I felt the smear of pre-cum from the tip.

“Yes. You're ours,” he breathed.

“You’re mine,” I replied.

With shaky fingers, he tipped my chin up and I met his dark gaze. “We never talked about birth control. We want pups, but I’m not ready to share you, sugar, not even with a pup.”

“I’m on the pill, but yeah, I’m not ready for kids… pups, yet.”