Tempted (Two Marks 1)

“Told you,” Wade said.

“I’m here to—”

“Trespass?” he finished for me. His dark eyes met mine and I shivered at the searing intensity.

I swallowed hard. They didn’t seem threatening, although from the way they were looking at me, my underwear might be in danger. Yikes, they were intense.

“The wolves don’t know public land from private land,” I replied, tipping up my chin. This was the defense I had built up in my head. Part of the spiel I had planned if anyone caught me out here.

“Neither do you, Dr. Shriver.”

My mouth fell open as I connected the dots. “You know about the email.”

“I’m Landry West. You sent my brother an email. And he wrote you back.” His voice was a partial snarl as he took off his hat, ran a hand through his hair, then set it back down. Clearly I was a burden here, otherwise he had bad gas or something, based on the look on his face. “I believe my brother replied to your request, denying you access.”

Unless Landry was a much younger brother, Gibson was probably not sixty or paunchy. If he looked like his brother—this gorgeous guy—he was insanely good looking. Rugged. Built. Potent.

Where was Gibson West if he was so hell bent on keeping me out? Why did he send these two instead? I wasn’t that much of a threat, was I? It didn’t matter. I wasn’t getting to the wolves. I could hear Dr. Andrews complaining in my head. I could hear my parents clapping for joy that I had a one-way ticket back to New York City. My crankiness grew.

“Fine,” I said on a huff. Turning around, I headed back to the fence, to leave where I clearly wasn’t welcome.

When I looked up again, they were in front of me once more. “Wha—”

“I told you I’d see you again.” Wade wore a little smirk. He wasn’t looking at my eyes, but my lips, with eager intensity. I licked them and I swore I heard him growl. Landry West, too.

I processed his words. “You knew.”

He nodded. “You told me you were going to defy the email. I just had to wait.”

“Because you live here.” Oh shit. That meant... “You’re a West?”

He shrugged those big broad shoulders I remembered clinging to as he ate me out. “Close enough,” he replied. “You’ve been a bad girl, Caitlyn.” His sexy smirk was growing.

A shiver slid down my spine. “I’ll go. I’ll… I’ll stay off your land.”

“Too late for that.” The glint in his eye was predatory.

I gulped. The bear spray would work on them, right?

Wade tipped his head. “I told Landry about you, and our time together.”

“Okaaay,” I said, drawing the word out into several syllables.

“He said your pussy tastes so sweet,” Landry told me. “Like sugar.”

My eyes widened and my mouth fell open.

Oh. My. God. This stranger was talking about how I taste? Wade told him about our time together? Landry was licking his lips, like he wanted to tug down my jeans and find out for himself. Right here. Right now.

I held up a hand. “Wait. You’re mad at me for being here and yet you want to… what? Have sex with me?”

Wade and Landry gave each other a look I didn’t understand.

“Wade told me how special you were and I didn’t believe him. I had to wait two weeks to find out. Turns out, he’s right.”

It was creepy and… hot. Because that meant both of them wanted me. Two guys. Two. I’d rarely ever had one guy interested because I’d always had my nose in a book. Or my mind on wolves.

Why did the idea of Wade and Landry desiring me make my panties damp? Was I crazy? Had I fallen down and hit my head? Was I actually into two guys, which was something I’d never even considered before? Why did the idea not have me hopping over the fence faster than an Olympic hurdler?

A slow smile crept across Landry’s face as he looked over every inch of me. Yeah, he wanted me. And I kinda liked it.

Yet I looked to Wade. “But you didn’t want me… to… to…” I blushed, not able to finish the sentence. I’d been mortified for two weeks, thinking that I was a bad lay. Or had tasted bad. Or something.

“Oh, I wanted that blowjob, sugar,” Wade clarified as he adjusted himself in his jeans. “But we do things a little differently up here.”

I frowned. “Okay.” I glanced between them, then caught on. “Oh. Ohhh. You’re into each other.”

Wade looked to Landry, then they both turned their heated gazes on me. “We’re into you. Together.”

I tried to get my head around what he was saying. “You mean…”

“We share.”

We share.

I gasped, set my hand on my chest. “Me? You want to share me? I thought you wanted me to leave.”

I took a step back.