Authors: Becca Jameson
Josh gripped Samantha’s ass and held her open. Nathan pressed against her barrier. She was so tight. If he thought her pussy had been tight, he was about to lose his vision. “Breathe, Samantha.”
She did as he said, a long exhale releasing as he pressed into her and pulled back out.
“God, stop teasing.” She rocked back. “I’m not that fragile.”
Unable to resist the temptation of her opening, Nathan pressed in again, farther this time, until she stiffened beneath him. After giving her a second to acclimate, he thrust the rest of the way home.
A collective sigh filled the silence. It felt like Samantha was going to squeeze the blood out of him with her tight ass. And Josh’s cock lined up with Nathan’s to make the passage even narrower.
Samantha was the first to move. She lifted upward and Nathan rode with her. As she settled back down, Nathan pulled out. The rhythm was set automatically. No one spoke, but the sounds of their lovemaking filled the room.
It took only a few thrusts for Josh to groan. “I’m so close. Not gonna last…”
Shockingly, it was Samantha who instructed him. “Hold on, Josh. Let Nathan catch up.”
Josh gave a half chuckle. “The man is way ahead of me right now. There’s no
hold on
left for me, baby.”
“Try,” she demanded. She held herself off Josh, the tip of his cock still lodged inside her.
Josh bucked upward, but Samantha held her ground. “Nathan?” she questioned.
He knew what to do. Six or so thrusts and her tight ass brought him right to the edge of the precipice. When he squeezed her hips, he realized how unsteady she was. Her neck tipped back so her face lifted into the air. She inhaled long and slow.
On a moan, tremors shook her frame. She released her hold over Josh and settled down, imbedding his cock inside her along Nathan’s.
Her ass gripped hard and then quivered as she came. Nathan held his breath for one second and then gave up the fight. He pulsed into her, feeling the same action coming from Josh.
As all three orgasms collided, a new awareness penetrated Nathan’s mind. It wasn’t that he could see inside his mates’ heads so much as feel their emotions. Words couldn’t describe the sensation.
His heart pounded as he held himself rigid inside Samantha, not wanting to ever leave her body, but knowing he could only hold himself up for so long.
Samantha settled over Josh, letting her body go limp. “Oh my God.”
Nathan smiled at her back. Her hair was a tangle of curls all over the place, hiding her face. Josh finally swiped it off her cheek. Nathan didn’t have the energy to lift one arm without collapsing.
Josh spoke next. “That was so powerful.” His words were deep and rich.
“Like lightning struck us all three at once.” Nathan couldn’t quite describe the feeling. That wasn’t quite it.
“Are we fused somehow? Can we even separate?” Josh’s chest lifted as he chuckled.
“Do we have to find out?” Samantha questioned.
“I do.” Nathan pulled out of her slowly, groaning around the grip she still had on his semi-erect cock. He fell to one side of them, but kept his hand on Samantha’s back. “I couldn’t hold myself up another moment.”
Josh sucked in a lungful of air. “Well, that answers that question. Do either of you know anyone well enough who has entered a threesome to ask them questions about this?”
“Nope.” Nathan shook his head.
“It’s a little late for that anyway, isn’t it?” Samantha lifted her chin and set it on Josh’s chest where she could see both men’s faces. “I mean, the question is kinda moot now.”
Nathan smiled at her. “I bet there’s a lot we don’t quite understand still.” He grazed his fingers over her back, bringing out goose bumps until she giggled and squirmed. “I need a shower.”
“Think we can all fit?” Josh asked.
“Don’t see why not. Might be tight, but we surely can handle a small space after what we did together.” Nathan heaved himself up off the bed, every muscle in his body limp. Making love to Samantha had drained the energy right out of him. Emotionally, however, he was very alert. Adrenaline was chugging through him. His thoughts swirled around the possibilities. He needed fuel to get his body back up and moving and then a long run would be fantastic.
“I’m starving,” Samantha stated.
Nathan looked back as he entered the bathroom. “I was thinking the same thing. And I could use a run.”
“Sounds perfect.” Josh sat up, taking Samantha with him as she straddled his waist. The woman still had Josh impaled inside her.
She nibbled a path across Josh’s chest. “You okay?” she muttered.
Nathan stepped into the bathroom and turned on the water. It wasn’t unreasonable to expect the two of them to need a moment alone. Yesterday they’d thought they were a mated twosome. Today, their world had shifted. He understood. His world was dumped on the floor and spread out clumsily so he felt like he was going to need to bend down and sift through the rubble to find anything that resembled his former state of being.
What would they do now? Where would they live? Thank God they were all living and working in St. Louis. But, God. How were they going to manage this new twist?
The water warmed as Nathan held his hand beneath the spray and pondered the about face that was his new existence.
Samantha looked into Josh’s eyes, holding his shoulders. She squinted to ensure he was telling her the whole truth. “I mean it. Please tell me if this feels weird to you.”
He laughed. “Weird?” He squeezed around her waist and kissed her soundly on the lips. “This is beyond weird, baby. It’s like a dream and I’m gonna wake up and find out I fell asleep waiting for you to arrive and you’ll be at the door—alone—when I hear the knock.”
She grimaced.
“But,” he continued, putting a finger over her lips, “it’s right. I know it is. Not quite what I expected or ever planned, but it’s what Fate has for us. I can feel it. Strange will be my new middle name for a while, but we’re in this together and we’ll figure it out. What about you? Are you good?”
She nodded, cocking her head to one side and biting her lower lip. A flush heated her face. “Beyond good. But I feel a bit embarrassed to admit that.”
“Don’t.” He pressed a finger to her nose.
“I get the best end of this stick. Two men just rocked my world and set it on fire.”
“Oh, now I wouldn’t say you got the better deal. It may seem peculiar, but I really got off watching Nathan make you come. I mean,
really
.” He raised his eyebrows. “Made me so hard to see you shatter at his hands. Can’t say it’s explainable, but I loved it.”
“So you like to watch?” she teased.
“Well, we certainly aren’t adding anyone else to the mix, but I like to watch Nathan and you. Gotta draw the line somewhere. It was meant to be.” He lifted her off his cock and set her on her feet in front of him. Immediately she hated the disconnect, but they needed a shower and food.
Her legs wobbled, unsteady and she thanked heaven he didn’t let her go.
“You gonna make it there?” He held her with both hands.
“My muscles won’t cooperate. My thighs are sore.”
“I’m sure. Hot water will help. And maybe I can be convinced to massage them later.”
“My thighs?” She lifted her head. That would lead to nothing but trouble. “I think you’d better keep your hands to yourself for a while so I can recover.” She steadied herself and stepped back, nodding to the shower. “Water’s running.”
Samantha headed into the bathroom as Nathan pulled back the curtain to step in. “Ladies first.” He bowed and held the plastic out of the way.
She stepped over the side of the tub and under the spray, and moaned. It felt so good. She sighed and scooted back to make room for her men. Nathan entered first, grasping her around the waist as he held her under the spray. “Don’t move yet. The hot water has to be soothing.”
“It is.” Her shoulders relaxed as she watched Josh enter on the far side behind Nathan. It was tight with all three of them in there. She laughed. “How are we all going to wash in this space?”
Nathan grabbed the shampoo and filled his hand. “Turn around, hon.”
She did, letting her head fall back into Nathan’s hands as he massaged her scalp. It took effort to avoid leaning into him. If she did, she knew where it would lead and she couldn’t possibly have sex again until she had some recovery.
Samantha kept her eyes closed against the soap suds falling down her face while Nathan spun both of them until she stood in the middle of the tub. She could feel Josh’s breath on her face. He rubbed the suds down over her chest, cupping her breasts with both hands as he went. When he nudged her legs apart and soaped between her thighs, she had to grab his head. “Stop,” she muttered. “I’m still. . .”
“Aroused?” Josh asked. “I see that.” He scooped one finger through her slit and across her clit.
Her knees buckled, but Nathan wrapped his arms under hers and held her up. “Let Josh love you, hon.” He kissed her temple.
Soap still cascaded down her face, making it impossible to open her eyes.
“Just feel,” Nathan urged.
Samantha emptied her mind of all other thoughts and concentrated on Josh’s hands. He used both palms to spread her thighs and paused while water sluiced down between her legs. Thank God. The soap was going to burn.
When Josh was satisfied, he stroked her folds with his thumbs and pressed into her without warning.
Her legs went to complete jelly.
“Wrap your legs over my shoulders,” he directed.
She peeked at him in confusion and found him on his knees, his face at her pussy. She lifted first one leg and then the other over his shoulders and sat on him wide open as his tongue delved into her core. When she leaned her head back into Nathan’s chest, the soap ran out of her hair.
Nathan smoothed it away from her face. He whispered in her ear, “Keep your eyes closed, hon. Just feel.”
Neither man seemed to strain under her weight. As Josh sucked her from in front, Nathan caressed her breasts and then flattened his palms on her belly.
“That’s the fucking sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” Nathan mumbled.
Samantha let her head roll back against his chest. The things Josh did with his tongue were surely illegal. He flicked and sucked and reached into her until she writhed beneath him, squeezing his head with both hands. It didn’t take long for her to stiffen and crest. When she reached the peak, her pussy clenched around his tongue. After being taken twice in the last hour by her mates, she couldn’t believe how hard she could come again. Whoever said women couldn’t perform like that obviously hadn’t ever been with two sexy shifters before.
Josh eased her back onto her feet and stood. He lifted her chin as he licked his lips. “Divine.” He pulled her against his chest to hold her steady. “I’ve got her if you want to wash,” he said over her head.
Nathan chuckled behind her. “I’m not sure. It might take two of us to keep up with her. Hell, do you suppose this is it? How do we know we aren’t going to meet a third man? She’s insatiable. Maybe that’s why Fate arranged for us to both be with her.”
“That’s not even kinda funny, Nathan.” She twisted in Josh’s arms to face the smirk behind her. “This has to be enough. The shower can’t hold another.”
Josh wrapped his arms around her waist, his hands resting under her breasts. She loved the contact, but swatted at his fingers as he began to stroke upward. “Don’t touch my nipples again. They’re too sensitive and I need a break.”
“Got it.” He kissed the top of her head and held his fingers still.
It barely made a difference though. Her breasts felt heavy no matter what he did or didn’t do. She was hyperaware of his palms across her belly, his fingers under her globes, holding them up.
A tingling between her legs made her push him away. “You have to…stop touching me.” She spun on him. “Sorry.”
“It’s okay.” Josh held his hands up in defeat.
“I’m done.” Nathan stepped out. He reached a hand toward her. “You wanna get out too?”
“Yes.” Samantha stepped over the side of the tub onto the towel, leaving Josh to have a turn under the spray.
The rest of the bathroom was hardly bigger than the tub itself and the two of them bumped into each other as they reached for towels and began to dry.
When Nathan opened the door, a whoosh of cool air soothed her skin. She wrapped the towel around her middle and padded into the main room. “We don’t have any clean clothes.”
“True.” Nathan sat on the edge of the bed. They’d fled St. Louis with no thought other than getting to Jasper, Alabama, as quickly as possible. “I don’t think we need any right now. We are far enough out in the middle of nowhere we should be able to pull on the minimum, drive a few miles west and shift. The run will feel fantastic. No one will notice. We can order takeout later.”
“Perfect.” Samantha grabbed her blouse and skirt off the floor and put them on without underwear. She could leave the two easy pieces in the car while they ran.
Josh stepped out. “My wolf is at the surface. I don’t usually feel the urge this strongly for no reason.”
Nathan pulled on his pants, also commando. “I don’t think mating is
no reason
. I think it’s something we are driven to do as part of the process.”
“True. I guess all mates shift fairly quickly after mating, but I didn’t realize the impulse would be so strong. Insistent. Hell, demanding.”
“It is uncanny. I’ve never felt such a driving need.” Samantha stood at the door now. “Let’s go soothe the beast.” She laughed.
It took only minutes to get out of the residential area. They took Josh’s car. When he pulled off the main highway onto a side road, no one was in sight.
Samantha peered out the window. “It’s a farming community. No one’s going to take this road after dark like this.”
“I think you’re right,” Josh added as he opened the door. “And thank God for trees.”
No wolf liked to be caught out in the open. Samantha was as glad for forests as her mates. The grove would shelter them so they could run without detection.
Without saying another word, Samantha shed her skirt and blouse and stepped out of the car alongside both men. They shifted in moments and she found herself towered over by two huge wolfs. The darker one on the left was Nathan. Even in his animal form she could scent him and recognize his stance. Something about the way he cocked his head to one side and stared at her made her realize she would recognize him anywhere.