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  Elijah constantly wanted to analyze, think, study, research, wait, wait, wait. Caleb needed to act. If there was something he wanted, he went out and got it. All the standing back and waiting made him weak and sick in the head.

  Their differences had come in handy in managing the Cascade pack. While Caleb liked to take action and was physically stronger, Elijah had a way of understanding people and situations that Caleb lacked. But in this situation with the woman, Elijah’s reluctance could cost them the mate they had been waiting for all this time.

  The elaborate ruse to keep her at their property until she agreed to mate with them would never work. The longer they waited, the more time she had to get away. After the bite, she couldn’t leave. She’d shift at the next full moon and be marked by them forever.

  Elijah’s link buzzed in his head, telling him the woman had to decide for herself. If they forced her, no one would be happy. Did he want to live with an angry, trapped she-wolf for the rest of his life?

  Caleb was convinced she wouldn’t be angry once they gave her the gift of shifting—and the gift of his cock in her tight little pussy. He could smell her arousal and desire for them both a mile away. Sitting next to her at the bonfire without bending over her curvy little body and fucking her from behind while she sucked Elijah’s cock had been absolute torture.

  “Just trust me, Caleb. You trust me about personal relations when it comes to the pack. Why can’t you trust me when it comes to our mate?”

  “Damn you, Elijah.” He stomped out the door to go jerk off in the woods, but he picked up the scent of his packmates galloping toward the house.

  Tyson Gavel, a long-time friend and packmate, led a group of wolves from the Cascade pack to his porch. Elijah joined him on the porch as Tyson told them of a rogue pack of coyotes coming into the area. It had to be the very same pack that had been snatching the red foxes from Elijah and Caleb’s traps.

  Coyote shifters were notorious opportunists and thieves, and neither brother wanted them anywhere near Mystic Harbor, not without learning the laws of the land and agreeing to abide by them. You didn’t hunt on other shifters’ lands, and you certainly didn’t poach anyone’s traps, be they human or shifter.

  The brothers threw off their clothes and fell into the shift before running off into the night with their pack. Caleb could smell the scent of the coyotes as soon as they crossed the creek. The bastards were coming close. They’d back off without a fight if they knew what was good for them, but coyotes rarely did.

  Caleb picked up a strong scent and yipped for the others to follow him. The pack galloped through the forest, their footfalls as light as November snow. The scent grew stronger as the pack approached a clearing that lead into a meadow. The waning moon glowed overhead and cast pale blue light over the ground.

  He could see the shadows of the coyotes moving in the distance, their stench blotting out the clean scent of the forest. The pack circled into formation, and Elijah and a small group galloped around the coyotes, cutting off their escape. Caleb and the rest circled around the front, closing in on them step by step.

  The wind changed, and the coyotes picked up the wolves’ scent. The leader yelped and made for the forest beyond where Elijah and his group now stood. The wolf pack pressed forward in an ever-tightening circle.

  Cornered, the coyotes growled and formed a tight pack of snarling teeth and narrowed eyes. Caleb lunged forward, gripping the leader’s neck in his strong teeth. The rest of the coyote pack jumped on him, but the wolf pack was not far behind. The wolves attacked the smaller canines, fur and blood flying in the cool night air.

  Caleb could hear the coyote screaming for release through their animal link. The intruder relented, promising to adhere to any demands the wolf pack might have.

  Caleb let the smaller animal go and stepped back, growing tall and lean in his human form. The others followed his lead and shifted in the moonlit clearing.

  “You’ve been poaching our traps. That is a capital offense for any animal,” Caleb sneered, not acknowledging the coyotes’ humanity.

  “I had no idea they belonged to a wolf shifter,” said the coyote alpha.

  “Is your nose broken?” Caleb bellowed. “Can’t you smell?”

  “It was my mistake, sir,” the coyote alpha said, holding his hands out in supplication. “It won’t happen again.”

  “You’re damn right it won’t. You leave this territory or you abide by our rules—the rules agreed on by all shifter clans in Mystic Harbor. You do not take another shifters’ kills. You do not hunt on other shifters’ lands. Seeing as how coyote opportunists like you can rarely follow these standard rules, I suggest you leave. Now!”

  The coyotes shifted and galloped off into the woods. The metallic taste of blood still clung to Caleb’s lips. He spat, but it didn’t help. He hated disciplining scum like that. He guessed this wouldn’t be the end of it. Showing them mercy and not killing the lot of them then and there would come back to bite him in the ass. Literally.

  The wolf pack shifted and ran through the night forest, panting with the joy of the run. Caleb picked up the scent of a deer but was too irritated to hunt. The others yipped at him to chase, but he growled back that he was done for the night.

  Elijah sent him a private jab, something only his twin brother and co-alpha could get away with. Elijah wanted to get back to the house to be close to Lucy as much as Caleb did. Caleb wanted to be balls deep inside her, not out chasing dumb-ass coyotes in the middle of the night.

  He could still taste the idiot’s blood in his mouth, and it just made him angrier as they approached the house. Caleb and Elijah shifted as they bounded up the porch steps. They both turned to their pack, saying good night through their animal links. The others yipped and howled in reply and hurried off into the night.

  Chapter Eleven

  Lucy woke to the sound of feet scraping on the gravel below her window. She hurried out of bed and looked down into the driveway. A pack of wolves approached the house. Her heart lurched in her chest. She gasped and covered her mouth.

  What should she do? Her voice caught in her throat, and she couldn’t scream for Caleb and Elijah. She could only watch. Two wolves strode up the porch steps while the others waited below. Then something happened that made her wonder if she was still dreaming.

  The two wolves on the porch began to contort, growing taller, their bodies straightening out to morph into the forms of two men. Elijah and Caleb stood on the porch, naked in the moonlight where two wolves had just been.

  She stumbled backward, terrified for her life. This must be a nightmare. Every instinct in her body told her to run. She slipped on her shoes and sprinted down the stairs and out the back door.

  The wolves howled and yipped in the front driveway as Lucy sprinted into the forest beyond the back of the house. Her heart raced faster than her feet could possibly run.

  A branch broke under her foot, and she tripped. She could hear the sound of panting and low growls behind her. She scrambled to her feet and limped through the forest. Her ankle ached enough to slow her down.

  The panting grew closer. Lucy whimpered, and a tear trickled down her cheek. A wolf lunged around in front of her, stopping her in her tracks. She spun, but a second wolf stood right behind her.

  Their bodies contorted, growing into Caleb and Elijah. Lucy sank to her knees, terrified, crying. Elijah came to kneel beside her and wrapped his arms around her shoulders.

  She wanted to push away, but his touch was so gentle that she let him hold her through the tears.

  “What is going on here? How can you turn into wolves like that? Is this a dream?”

  “Lucy. No. This isn’t a dream. We’re wolf shape-shifters. We have no intention of hurting you, ever. Why did you run?”

  “I was afraid,” she said, her voice quivering.

  “Don’t be,” Caleb said, still standing.

  “How is this possible?”

  “There are many things in this world that humans k
now nothing about. You think they are myths and legends. They are not,” said Caleb, finally kneeling.

  “Mystic Harbor is a safe haven for paranormals like us.”

  “Why are you telling me all this? If the public doesn’t know, why did you allow your nature to be revealed to me?” She sniffled and wiped her nose, finally calming down.

  Her mind reeled with the effects of paranormals being real, but she was no longer afraid. They were just Caleb and Elijah, the same hot dudes who’d saved her from the forest. Only now they were sitting on either side of her, totally naked. Elijah held her close in only her underthings.

  “You are special,” Elijah cooed in her ear.

  “Special to us,” Caleb echoed his brother.

  “I am? Why?”

  “Because we’ve wanted you from the first moment we scented you,” Caleb said, leaning in to sniff her neck. The brush of his stubble caused a tingle to run down her neck and shoulder. Her nipples hardened as she drew a sharp breath. Elijah ran his hand up her thigh. She could feel them growing hard against her in the moonlit darkness.

  Fingers grazed over the thin, wet swath of fabric between her legs. Her pussy clenched and moistened. Another hand gripped her breast over the thin tank top she wore. Even in the crisp night air, she felt heat rising in her core as the brothers ran their hands over her curves.

  “Do you want this?” Elijah whispered, his mouth pressed against her ear. He kissed down her neck as his fingers slid inside her panties, feeling the slick juices that coated her lips. “I know you want it,” Elijah moaned. “You’re so wet for us.”

  “Yes,” Lucy gushed. Her mind raced with all the consequences of what she was doing, but she shut it down. All she knew was the feel of their fingers on her slick sex and their lips on her skin. Caleb claimed her mouth in an overwhelming kiss, and she sighed with the release of giving in to them. She’d known from the first morning that this would come, and now, finally, it was here.

  The brothers pulled her out of the last vestiges of clothing, and she was naked on the forest floor. Soft moss caressed her skin as they pushed her down on her back. Elijah kissed down her body, taking a nipple in his mouth as Caleb spread her legs.

  She reached for their cocks, wanting so much to feel them in her hands. Their massive members pressed hard against her thighs as Elijah’s tongue flicked her nipples. Burning pleasure grew in her belly as Caleb sank down between her legs. His tongue ran along the insides of her thighs and flicked over her lips, teasing her, torturing her.

  Elijah bit down on her nipple, and she groaned, feeling for Caleb’s head. She gripped his hair and tried to push him deeper against her aching clit. He growled and grabbed both her hands, pinning them to the ground. Elijah continued to play with her breasts as Caleb ran his tongue over the outside of her lips.

  Lucy arched her back, thrusting her breasts into the air, and Elijah leaned up to kiss her. His tongue played inside her mouth, seeking to know every corner and touch the deepest levels of her soul. Caleb’s hands still held her fast, and Lucy didn’t know how much more she could take.

  Caleb kissed her pussy so softly as Elijah’s fingers tweaked her nipples, raising her desire to dizzying heights. Elijah kissed down her neck and she gasped. “Please, Caleb.”

  He growled against her body, and her legs shook with excitement. “What do you need, Lucy?” he growled, his voice full of gravel. She could tell his wolf was barely restrained behind the man. Why did her torture her so?

  “I need you to make me come!” she moaned in the moonlight. Both brothers chuckled.

  “Since you said please,” he said before diving into her.

  His tongue finally broke through her outer lips and pressed against her aching clit. He flicked the pebbled bundle of nerves with his hard tongue, making her scream with sweet agony. He didn’t stay there long. He ran his tongue down her slit, over her opening, and flicked against her ass. Lucy growled and sat up halfway before Elijah pushed her back down and sank his tongue deep inside her mouth. He pinched her nipple between his nimble fingers.

  Caleb ran his tongue back up her slit and pushed it inside her pussy, flicking it in and out as if he were fucking her with it. Again and again, he pushed in and out. Her orgasm lay just beyond reach as Elijah owned her mouth and breasts. She couldn’t move, couldn’t think. The brothers had absolute control, and she loved how it felt to allow them to have that power over her body.

  Her entire frame shook with desire, and she moaned against Elijah’s mouth. With a vibrating growl, Caleb pressed his heavy tongue against her hungry clit. He shot it back and forth and around and around, pushing her closer to the brink. The coiling need tightened in her core, ready to spring violently forth at any second. Caleb sucked her clit into his mouth and pushed his fingers inside her. Multicolored lights burst across her vision, and she exploded.

  She screamed so loudly, Elijah broke their kiss. Every muscle in her body contracted as she groaned, lifting her head and upper back off the ground. “Oh, God! Oh, God!” she groaned. Her pussy clenched on Caleb’s fingers, throbbing in waves of intense pleasure.

  Chapter Twelve

  “I want inside her,” Caleb announced, crawling up toward Lucy.

  “Let’s take our little darling back to the house. She’s cold. Look at her shiver.”

  Lucy was cold. As the mind blowing-orgasm subsided, she realized just how cold she was. Caleb picked her up with a growl and carried her back toward the house. Both men had erections so big and hard that they made her mouth water. Caleb’s arms were as warm as a plush blanket, and she snuggled into him as he carried her back to the house.

  Inside, the warm air covered her body and thawed her stiff muscles. He took her straight upstairs and deposited her on his king-sized bed. In the dim light of the bedside lamp, she could see both brothers standing over the bed. Their cocks were hard and throbbing red.

  Her mouth watered, and her pussy gushed for them. She wanted to taste, to feel, to be consumed by those beautiful cocks. Their eyes glowed amber in the low light as they crawled onto the bed toward her. They rested on either side of her, their thick shafts within reach. She lay back and gripped them in her hands.

  She looked from one man to the other as she stroked their cocks. The brothers played with her breasts and pussy as their eyes stared directly into hers and into her soul. Caleb grunted and moved away before he lifted her up on her knees.

  Lucy gasped, her mind a haze of desire. For a brief moment, she wasn’t sure she could do it. They were so big, so demanding. Would it be too much for her? Caleb slapped her round behind, and her ass jiggled. He growled and slapped her again. She bit her lip and looked back at him. He had his rod in his hand, slowly rubbing up and down.

  “You’re going to take my cock in that sweet little pussy now, Lucy. I’ve waited too long.”

  She saw Elijah kneeling in front of her, his shaft as long and as hard as his brother’s. Pre-cum dripped from the tip as it came toward her mouth. Caleb pressed against her slick lips as he gripped her hips in his big hands. She took a sharp breath and he thrust, sinking deep inside her. Her eyes shot open with awareness. He filled her utterly, completely. She was so full of Caleb’s cock, she didn’t know where he ended and she began.

  Her body stretched to accommodate him as she moaned. He held still inside her as Elijah gripped his cock before her eyes. She licked her lips, and he directed it toward her mouth. Sliding his thick dick inside her mouth, Elijah moaned above her. She opened wide, trying to take as much of his manhood into her as she could. The taste and smell of his body turned her on, making her mouth water even more.

  Elijah threaded his fingers through her hair, and Caleb finally pulled back, bringing his cock almost all the way out of her. She moaned, and Elijah sank deeper down her open throat. Caleb thrust hard as Elijah pulled back. They moved inside her, together, slowly at first. Each pump of Caleb’s cock brought her to a new level of excitement.

  She could feel Caleb’s claws dig into
her hips as he began to thrust harder. The brothers moved in and out of her in a furious rhythm they somehow instinctively knew would bring her closer and closer to the ultimate peak of pleasure.

  “I want to bite her, now!” Caleb bellowed.

  “No. She isn’t ready,” Elijah said, gripping her hair harder.

  In the confusion, Lucy moaned, and Elijah slipped from her mouth. Caleb took full control of her body and pumped with complete abandon into her wet pussy. He pounded against her ass, pushing her beyond her mind’s ability to comprehend. Elijah gripped his cock and began to pump the slick member with his hand. The sight of him jerking himself off made something snap inside her, and her pussy clenched hard on Caleb’s cock.

  He grunted behind her and pumped in three hard strokes before his own orgasm burst into her core. Hot cum shot against her womb, filling her with his seed. Only then she realized they hadn’t used protection. Shit. What an idiot she’d been. Good thing she was on the pill.

  Caleb slipped out, and she turned over on her back, her pussy still clenching and throbbing with the intensity of her orgasm. Caleb’s seed spilled down her thighs as Elijah knelt above her, pumping his fist up and down on his cock. He groaned, and cum spurted from the slit and shot all over her big, round tits. She groaned with excitement as his cum spilled on her skin.

  Elijah let go of his shaft and spread his seed all over her breasts. She luxuriated in the feeling of having their seed all over her and inside her. All the things society told her she should feel—ashamed, worried about diseases and pregnancy—she pushed aside. All she really felt was the primal need they fulfilled in her. She felt utterly filled and utterly used in the best way possible. She’d never had a man, let alone two men, make her feel so beautiful, so desirable, so feminine. She groaned with the perfection of it as the brothers slid down beside her.

  Elijah wiped the cum from her skin with a damp wipe and threw it in the bedside trashcan. Caleb pulled the covers up over them, and they all lay together, their bodies still humming with pleasure and sated desire.