“Naughty little she-wolf. Showing what belongs to us to all those humans out there.”
I bucked under his hand, lifting my ass to meet it. Every crack fell sharp and satisfying. I was a shifter, so pain was transient. It hurt, but in a good way. A wonderful, hot, smarting way.
I writhed over their laps in ecstasy as Ben reached for one of my nipples so he could pinch and squeeze it.
I moaned. Two sets of hands on me at the same time. Not gentle, but telling me without words how things would be with them.
Gibson stopped spanking me long enough to slide his fingers into my heat. I hollowed my back, pushing my ass up to take him deeper. I was so wet those digits slid right in. My body wasn’t my own—I’d never felt my lady parts that way—so swollen and slick, dripping with juices. I’d never heard the wanton sounds come from my mouth. The two men continued to work me, Ben giving my breasts more attention than they’d ever received while Gibson alternately spanked and fingered me.
Maybe it was their technique. Maybe it was just their scent calling to my inner wolf. Either way, it didn’t take me long before I hurtled into my second orgasm, and this one was far more satisfying. My pussy clenched around Gibson’s fingers, squeezing and pulsing as his thumb found my back pucker and massaged it. I bucked on his lap, alternately rocking to take him deeper and pushing my ass up to experience the new anal stimulation. If there were two of them, that meant that one of them would—
Waves of pleasure rolled through me, each one stronger than the last. Sparks danced before my eyes. I’d never come like that before, and their dicks were still in their pants.
As it ebbed, reality came pouring in. These two strangers were my mates. They were here to claim me. I started clawing to get off them again, terrified at the pleasure they’d wrung from me. If they could make me lose myself like that from just a little play, then I was in big trouble. I was screwed.
Because I knew I was going to end up leaving with these guys, not just leaving Hoedown, but leaving Cooper Valley. And I couldn’t.
I absolutely couldn’t.
There was a reason I was showing my rack off at the strip club in the next town down the highway, and my leaving Montana wouldn’t make it go away.
It would make it worse.
3
GIBSON
“That’s it, baby.” Ben praised our mate, massaging the back of her head to calm her.
She was skittish as hell, and that bothered me. We’d come on too strong.
The aggression produced by seeing our unclaimed mate half naked in front of a room full of men had made us too possessive. Too demanding.
I’d dreamed of finding my mate all my life. I’d given up in the past few years, but when Ben had said he thought he might have found her but never met her… fuck, had I been skeptical. Doubtful enough that I’d waited months to find out for sure. Ben had gone off on a job for the Shifter Council. I’d been kept busy as Two Marks alpha. When Ben had returned, as sure as ever that our mate might be in Cooper Valley, Montana, we hadn’t waited a second longer.
As soon as we found her scent at the gas station, I knew just as strongly as Ben. It was hers. Our mate’s. We’d had to follow it… straight to a fucking titty bar. To a she-wolf who was sharing the sight of her body with anyone pulling off the highway and coming in for a look. The only males who should be getting off at the sight of her were her mates. Me and Ben.
That’s why her ass was a pretty shade of pink. That’s why we made her come across our laps. We’d mete out punishment and pleasure in equal measure. If her choice of a performance outfit was any indication, she was looking for someone to take her in hand. Lucky for her, she’d have two someones to do just that.
While I was certain Shelby recognized us as her mates, she was pretty damn far from accepting that fact. We hadn’t expected to find our mate in a strip club. I figured she felt the exact same way.
In fact, I was certain she was still thinking about bolting. Oh, we’d get the hell out of here—but together. I glanced at Ben, who nodded his agreement. We helped her so she stood between us, her little white panties taut around her thighs. My dick dripped pre-cum at the sight. The scent of her arousal was heady and potent, and it coated my fingers. My wolf wanted me to tug open my pants, spin her about and fuck her right down onto me. Here. Now.