Tempted (Two Marks 1)

Caitlyn gasped. “Your eyes… they change color! I don’t know why I didn’t realize that before.” She twisted to look at Landry. “Yours change to… gold.”

Clearly, Landry was having a hard time holding his wolf back too. His fingers gripped the steering wheel so hard his knuckles were white as he drove the rest of the way.

He skidded the truck as he pulled up in front of my place. Threw it into park. I was out the door, gripping Caitlyn by the waist before the engine was off.

She wrapped those slender legs around my back, her husky laugh a sound I could drown in. She couldn’t miss our eagerness. No, not eagerness. Fucking necessity.

I took the porch stairs two at a time and threw the unlocked door open with a bang.

“Right behind you,” Landry said, his footsteps pounding behind us.

I carried Caitlyn into my bedroom, where I laid her gently in the middle of the bed with total reverence. Our mate was about to be marked.

We were going to mark Caitlyn and make her ours forever. This was a once in a lifetime moment.

Landry moved in to untie her shoes and pull them off as I removed her shirt. We kept stripping her until we had her naked on the bed, her long dark hair fanned out around her, her pretty nipples beaded up without a single touch.

I remedied that situation, climbing over her to flick my tongue over one nipple, then suck it into my mouth. Caitlyn moaned and arched, thrusting her small breast against my lips. I sucked harder as I fondled the other nipple, then I moved up to claim her mouth.

I wouldn’t hurt her, but I couldn’t be gentle. Not now. Not when she was going to satisfy me fully, man and wolf.

Landry stripped while I saw to our mate’s breasts, a duty I took damn seriously.

“Where do you want your marks, sugar?” Landry asked, gripping her calves and sliding her closer to where he stood at the foot of the bed. I took the change in position as an opportunity to strip out of my own clothes.

“Um… I don’t know? Is there a certain place?” Her lips were swollen from my kiss, her eyes glassy and dilated. The scent of her arousal was stronger now.

“Traditionally it’s in the shoulder and neck region, but on you, it may scar, so… we could get a little more creative with where we place them.” I flicked my brows, then raked my gaze down her body.

“Somewhere far from a major artery,” Landry warned. “Where it won’t bother you while you heal.”

Caitlyn flushed like the question was embarrassing. It wasn’t something she’d been asked before. Or would be ever again.

“You pick,” she whispered, and fuck if that trust in us didn’t make my cock stand out even straighter. Our mate was willing to surrender to us, to give her body over to our care, and it made me feel as tall as a mountain. This was forever, and sure, we had shit to work out, but we’d work it all out together.

Landry wasted no time in pushing Caitlyn’s knees up and spreading them wide. She moaned when he licked into her. The ripple of satisfaction I felt of having our mate pleasured was just as incredible as if I were tasting her myself. My mouth watered for my own turn at that dripping fountain.

“Damn, she tastes good,” Landry said when he lifted his head, his lips and chin glistening. Caitlyn had been right—his eyes glowed pure amber now, and I could see the tips of his teeth extended, ready to mark her. We’d been friends for a long time, but I’d never seen him like this.

“Make her come with your tongue first,” I suggested, even though holding out on our own pleasure would be torture. I needed to know she was well satisfied before we inflicted any pain on her.

“Oh, I intend to,” Landry said as he lowered his head once more.

I returned to her mouth, kissing her until the pleasure Landry was inflicting made it too hard for her to kiss me back, then I returned to her breasts.

Landry had two fingers inside her, using the come-hither motion on her inner wall that tickled her G-spot as he continued using his tongue around her clit.

I sucked and licked, kneaded and squeezed her breasts. Perfectly in tune with my mate, I knew the moment she was going to peak in orgasm. I had to fist my own cock and pump as I continued sucking her thickened nipple because my own climax was just a few strokes away.

Caitlyn screamed, arching up. My balls drew up tight, my thighs shook. I didn’t plan it, but my top two canines sank into her breast, claiming it—and her—as my own. My cum spurted in a hot spray into my own fist.