Longing for Wolves (Shifter Country Wolves Book 5) (12 page)

She sat up on the bed, still watching hungrily. Then she grabbed Sam’s jeans by the waistband, pulling him and Calder closer, and unbuttoned his pants, revealing Calder’s hand wrapped tight around Sam’s erection.

Calder let go and Annika grasped Sam with both hands and a low noise came from somewhere deep in Sam’s chest. Before she knew it, she was on her back again, her own pants undone and kicked off, Sam on top of her, his chest an expanse of tattoos.

She wrapped her legs around him without thinking and they rolled over, and she felt the mattress shift with a weight on the bed behind her. Her bra came off and then Calder was kissing her neck, his erection against her back, his hands drawing slow circles around her nipples.

Annika didn’t have a plan, but she reached behind her so there was a cock in each hand and she squeezed them both at once, suddenly not exactly sure what to do.
 

How the hell does sex work with three people?
she thought.

Before she could get any further, Calder’s hand was slipping between her legs, past her lips and toward her clit. His fingers were slick with her juices, and he drew a slow, lazy circle around the delicate bud, deliberately teasing her.

Sam ducked his head and licked a nipple, and when Annika gasped, he bit it gently and she arched her back, trying to offer her whole body to both of them as well as she could manage. Calder kept teasing her, his hand slipping between her lips but not
quite
going in, moving around her clit but not
quite
touching it the right way.

She threw one leg over Sam’s hip and moved his cock between her legs. It was the wrong angle, but his hard flesh rubbed against her and she closed her eyes, just enjoying the sensation of pressure, relieving her the tiniest bit.

Calder’s hand took Sam’s cock and stroked it, his fingers rubbing against Annika as it did, and this time she moaned out loud. She felt like her whole body was on fire, consuming her inch by inch.

She didn’t think she could take it any more, and shoved Sam. He yielded and rolled onto his back, looking surprised but Annika was already on top of him, kneeling, one hand on his tattooed chest as she guided him to her entrance.

Annika eased onto him slowly, and for a moment, Sam looked like he didn’t know what had hit him. Then his hands squeezed her hips hard and pulled her down. Annika moaned, squeezing her eyes shut as Sam hit all of her pleasure spots at once.

“Oh
fuck
,” she said, surprised.
 

To one side, Calder laughed, then sat up, grinning.

Annika moved her hips back and forth, letting Sam move inside her gently, her hands still on his chest, holding her upright. Sam watched her carefully, his green eyes sparking with lust, his hands on her hips digging in so hard Annika thought they might leave bruises.

“You did it to yourself,” he growled. “I was going to be gentle.”

She laughed, squeezing both sides of his chest in her hands as she moved her hips again.

“Fuck
gentle
,” she said. Strands of her hair came out of her braids and floated around her face “This feels
good
.”

Sam grabbed her and
thrust
, bringing her down on him hard, and Annika shouted as he hit something deep inside her that she’d never known was even
there
. Then he did it again, and again, and before Annika knew it, they were moving together in a hard, deep rhythm that she’d never even dreamed of.

Calder got on his knees and kissed her, his hand between her legs and
this
time it found her clit immediately, rubbing it in perfect rhythm with Sam’s cock, his other hand on her nipple as he held her up. Annika could feel herself moving to the brink, and then Calder was behind her, hand still massaging her clit, holding her body against his.

“Ask him if he likes this,” Calder murmured into her ear.

“I’m gonna cum,” she said instead. “Don’t stop,
please
don’t stop.”

Sam stopped, and he held Annika down on him hard, so far inside her that she saw sparkles at the edges of her vision.

“Come on,” she pleaded.

Between the two of them, they started moving Annika slowly, back and forth, and it felt so good that she thought she might lose her mind.

“Holy fucking shit,” she gasped, the only words she could think of. “Oh my god,
oh
that feels good.”

Her eyes slid closed and she was breathing so hard that it was almost all she could hear, the slow crawl of pleasure tensing every muscle in her body.

“I’m gonna come so fucking hard,” she gasped. “Don’t stop, god,
please.
”

Then Sam thrust the tiniest bit and Calder’s fingers pinched her clit and Annika felt like something broke over her head as she came, pieces falling down around her as her body moved with a mind of its own, shockwaves going through every muscle until even her fingers and toes were tingling.

Sam was laughing.

“What?” she gasped. He was still hard inside her, she realized, even as it took her a moment to figure out what was happening.

“That was insanely hot,” he said, still moving her up and down on him. Even though she’d just come, it
still
felt good, and Annika felt her body responding despite everything.

Then he
growled
and held her down and Annika could feel him burst inside her, his eyes rolling back into head, Calder’s chin on her shoulder. He pinched both her nipples at once and she made a noise, and he kissed her neck, his erection hard against her back.

“You ready for round two?” he asked, biting her earlobe gently.

This is ridiculous
, Annika thought to herself.
His mate’s still inside me.

She was ready as hell, though.

“Impatient,” she said, turning her head toward him. He kissed her hard, biting her lip, and she bit back.

“I waited my turn,” he said, teasing. “I don’t think you know the restraint I just showed.”

“What were you restraining yourself from?” she asked.

He pulled her gently and Sam slid out. Annika put her hands on his chest to steady herself, and Sam held onto her wrists gently, his eyes still intent on hers.

“Want me to show you?” Calder asked, the tip of his cock nudging against her entrance.

Annika didn’t ask, she just pushed herself backward onto Calder and heard him groan as he entered her. His hands moved up and down her back and he filled her utterly, somehow finding different and new spots from Sam.

Annika laughed, and Sam raised his eyebrows, even as Calder bent forward and kissed the back of her shoulder, pulling her against him and burying himself.

“Yes?” growled Calder. He pulled out and thrust again, and Annika could hear herself
grunt
, the animal noise ripping itself from her throat. “That feel good?” he asked.

“He talks too much,” Sam said, below her. “I know.”

“He’s just saying that,” Calder said, still into her ear. He thrust again and again, hard and deep, and Annika bit her lip, steadying herself against Sam’s chest. He let go of her wrists and moved his hand down her torso until he was fingering her, moving in slow circles around Annika’s clit.

“But if I say I can’t last long because watching you two fuck was almost too much for me, he’s into it,” Calder went on.

Sam shrugged, his hand still moving.

“Or if I said I could watch him make you cum like that all day, every day, he’d like that too,” Calder murmured.

“What if I just said
harder
,” Annika said. She felt like her brain was blinking in and out from sheer pleasure. Now she was on her elbows on Sam’s tattooed chest, and Calder bent over her, closing a hand over her shoulder.

Calder thrust harder, and Annika cried out, dropping her head onto Sam’s chest.

“Like that?” he gasped.

“Yes,” Annika said. “
Fuck
yes, like that.”

He did it again. Everything began to go white.

“I’d say I hope you’re close,” he said. He thrust again, this time with a growl and Annika moaned.

“Come on,” she said, and Calder buried himself in her and finally, she came again, like a curtain coming down over her eyes. Everything went blank and white, and she heard someone shouting. She realized it was
her
, and even as the pleasure moved through her in a raging river, she started laughing.

Finally she collapsed onto Sam, and he put his arms around her as she panted for breath. Calder kissed her shoulder again and pulled out. She hadn’t even realized that he’d finished.

“You completely had us fooled,” Sam said, his voice coming out lazy and laconic.

“What?” Annika asked. She didn’t have the energy to raise herself off his chest.

“Your whole ‘I’m not sure about triads’ thing,” he said, a smile in his voice. “You’re a
liar
.”

Annika laughed, her cheek against his chest.

“Sorry,” she said.

“We’ll forgive you,” Calder said. “If you’re a little more sure now.”

Finally, she rolled off of Sam and laid between them. She took a deep breath.

“Just don’t fucking break up again,” she said. “Okay?”

“Want me to sell the motorcycle?” Calder asked.
 

She looked over at his completely serious face.

“No,” she said. “I just want you to not use it to leave us.”

Instead of answering, he kissed Annika on the temple.

“I’m not going anywhere,” he said softly.
 

He stretched one arm across her and found Sam’s hand and laced their fingers together. They fell asleep like that.

Chapter Twelve

Sam

“Your ride’s here,” Scarlet said.

Sam kept wiping the mirror, turning the paper towel over to the dry side so it wouldn’t smear.

“Thanks,” he said. “They coming in?”

His question was answered when he heard the back door open, and Annika and Calder walked into the main room of the tattoo parlor.

“Hurry up,” said Annika. “That hot tub isn’t gonna relax in itself.”

“Impatient,” he said, wadding up the paper towel in his hands, replacing the glass cleaner in its cupboard, and taking off his latex gloves. He threw them in the trash, and then crossed his arms, looking around.

“I’ll be fine,” said Scarlet. “It’s all black lines and touchups for three days.”

“Yeah,” said Annika. “Just be glad
you’ve
still got Scarlet.”

Scarlet rolled her eyes.

“I bet Cascadia’s got plenty of ex-cons who can get their aggressions out by kneading bread dough,” she said.

Annika just harrumphed, even though she was smiling.

“Don’t forget to pull the blinds down when you leave,” Sam said to Scarlet.

“I won’t,” said Scarlet.

“Make sure that the autoclave completes its full cycle before you open it, otherwise you might get steam burns,” he said.

“I know,” said Scarlet very, very patiently.

“And call me if you need—“

“Sam.
She knows
,” said Annika. “Come on before we lose our reservation.”

Sam frowned and looked around the Midnight Gun one more time. The shop was his baby, and he’d never left it in someone else’s hands before.

“Should I just carry him out of here?” he heard Calder ask Annika.

“I’d like to see you try,” he said, and finally uncrossed his arms. Calder grinned and shrugged. “Okay, okay, I’m coming,” Sam said.
 

He grabbed his sweater and the three of them walked through the back, Scarlet following behind them. He climbed into the backseat of Calder’s new Subaru, and then turned and watched the back entrance of the Midnight Gun as Scarlet stood there, waving.

“Okay,” he finally said when they turned the corner. “Let’s have a vacation, then.”

It was past nine when they got to the cabins in the mountains above Mammoth. Since it was late August, the ski town was in summer mode: quieter, full of people who liked hiking and alpine slides. The road up to the cluster of cabins was steep. Half-asleep in the backseat — car rides always made Sam fall asleep — Sam was glad that they had the four-wheel-drive.

Calder parked in front of the office and got out.

“I’ll be right back,” he said. “Sam’s probably asleep.”

“I’m not,” Sam protested quietly, rubbing his eyes with one hand.

“You
were
,” Calder said, and then he was out of the car.

Annika turned around in the front seat and looked back at him.

“Good morning,” she said.

“We’re there?” Sam asked, still trying to catch up to what was going on.

She nodded, and Sam wound down the back window, sticking part of his head out of it, smelling the wind, and he shut his eyes again, leaning into the back seat.

The mini-vacation had been Calder’s idea. Just them, for three days: no work, no family, no nosy town of Rustvale. It had been nearly four months since Greta’s wedding, and Sam finally felt like they were in some kind of rhythm that was personal and specific to them.

Earlier that week, Sam had woken up and Calder hadn’t been in their bed. For the first time, Sam hadn’t panicked, hadn’t felt the cold stone drop into his stomach. He’d just thought
he’s probably making breakfast
, rolled over, and gone back to sleep.

Somewhere on the mountain below, he watched a car’s headlights come up the steep road and then turn off, the bright cones of light sweeping through the trees.

It’s strange how the things that matter the most don’t announce themselves
, Sam thought.
I finally believed that he was back for good, and I didn’t even notice. I rolled over and went back to sleep.

The only way to prove you’re staying is to stay, I guess. The only way to prove to someone that you trust them is to trust them, day in and day out.

In the front, Annika yawned and shifted in her seat.

“He’s taking a while,” she said. “I hope everything is okay.”

“He made these reservations weeks ago,” Sam said. He unbuckled his seat belt and leaned forward, resting his chin against the shoulder of the front seat, draping an arm forward over Annika.

“It’s only nine,” she said. “Don’t fall asleep yet.”