Two Marks Complete Boxed Set: Books 1 - 4

Chapter 5

5

BEN

"I need to taste her," I practically growled, licking my lips.

Gibson and I had shared women before, but this time I found it harder to defer to him as alpha. Riding back with the scent of our beautiful mate's arousal drenching the truck had me harder than stone and nearly out of my mind with the need to claim her. Especially with her wearing the plaid skirt that was so tiny it didn’t even cover her ass in her car. Which meant her bare p***y was pressed against the seat getting it all nice and wet. With the way her skimpy blouse was open from neck to navel so I could see the inside swell of her breast, it was any wonder I hadn’t driven us into a ditch before I pulled up in front of her little house on pack land.

Gibson rotated her to face me where she stood inside her place. The space was so small—it was a living room, dining room and kitchen all in one. He reached around to slowly slide her blouse off her shoulders. "Is that okay, little wolf?" He cupped both her bare breasts and thumbed over her n*****s.

"Yes." Her voice was throaty, choked with the same desire we felt, as she let her head fall back. It had me busting out of my jeans.

Gibson slid down the zipper on her skirt, and the tiny garment fluttered to the floor to join the top.

I knew my eyes changed color by the sharpening of my vision. Our mate stood naked before us in just sexy knee highs and the school-girl heels. f**k, was she stunning.

"We’ll never let another male see what's ours," I croaked, possessiveness closing my throat. I set my hat on a table and peeled off my shirt. Advanced.

I noticed she didn't agree, even bit her lip to keep the words in, which had my wolf howling.

Gib picked that up, too. He continued to work her n*****s, but he leaned down and put his mouth near her ear. "We'll provide for you now. You won't ever have to earn money that way again."

She lifted her chin and straightened her spine which made her breasts fill Gib’s palms. "Maybe I like dancing."

His eyes changed to amber. "No more stripping." I didn't think he meant to, but he put alpha command in the words.

Shelby's knees buckled, and even my body went weak with submission. I froze in place.

Before her knees hit the floor, Gibson swept her up into his arms and carried her to the no-nonsense futon. "I'm sorry, kitten. I do want you on your knees, but I want you there willingly. Tell us you won't f*****g strip anymore, so we don’t have to go back there and burn the place down. Gouge out the eyes of every asshole who ever saw you."

Gibson settled with Shelby on his lap. He pulled her back, so she leaned against his chest, her knees straddling his thighs, facing outward. He captured her wrists and raised them behind his head, pushing her breasts up and out for me to savor. “Keep your hands here, sweet mate, or you'll get another spanking, understand?"

He pinched her upturned n****e to show her exactly how hard it might be to follow his instructions.

She gasped but didn’t move. Just looking at her sprawled across his lap was hot as hell. I opened the button on my jeans and slid down the zipper to give my d**k some room.

Gib nodded then widened his knees, which opened her up for me. I settled between her legs and palmed her silky thighs, holding her just where I wanted.

Fuck. Her p***y was bare and pink and glistening. She had plump folds that didn’t hide her clit—it was right there, all hard and eager.

I didn’t wait a second longer. I lowered my head and licked into her. She gasped and jerked in my hold as I said, "Answer your alpha."

My mouth and chin were coated just from that one swipe of my tongue. Her juices ran like nectar. Gibson's alpha command had only made her wetter. Her eyes glowed amber, and her body was still slack with surrender. I wasn't sure she'd even understood me.

Gibson pinched one of her n*****s. "Kitten, I need your answer."

“Yes, Alpha.” Her voice was honey-thick.

I wasn’t sure she even knew what she was agreeing to, but it would have to do for now. We could revisit her former profession later, after we taught her to trust us. I slid my hands under her ass to hold her still as I feasted on her p***y.

I gave it a little spank. That made her s*x drip with fresh nectar, and I lapped it up like a starved man.

Nothing had ever tasted so good. Her tang drove me wild. I thrashed her with my tongue, sucked and nipped her outer lips, penetrated her. Then I lifted her hips higher to rim her while Gibson’s hand slid from her breast down the center of her body to work her clit.

Her moans filled the small room. Her legs lifted and kicked around my ears. I raised my head to take a moment to see exactly what our touch did to her.

Gib spanked her p***y with several short, light slaps, and I shifted to work my slick thumb in her ass. Since males from our pack claimed their mates together, a claiming ideally occurred when she took both at the same time. One of us would be in Shelby’s ass, the other in her p***y as we bit her and gave her two marks. As we made her come until she screamed herself hoarse and passed out from the intensity of it. Mating two shifters was potent.

“Oh fates! Oh-oh-oh!” she screamed. Writhed. Sweat bloomed across her silky skin.

“This is what it’ll be like when we claim you. Me in your ass, Gib in your pussy.”

To match words to action, Gib sank three fingers in her p***y as she came for us, beautiful in her abandon. She clenched hard around my thumb, surrendering to the pleasure and her mates. She collapsed like a rag doll against his chest, her arms still loosely dangling from his neck.

“Good girl,” Gibson praised.

I slipped my thumb from her, sat back on my heels and just stared. I’d probably do it for the rest of my life, amazed she was ours. She was so f*****g responsive. We knew she’d be into ass play, into us taking her completely… and together. It was in her DNA. Fate wouldn’t put us together otherwise. But the submissive schoolgirl thing? That was just icing on the cake.

“Mmm.” She watched me with heavy lids. The color of her irises gradually changed back to their unusual shade of cinnamon. “Do you have condoms?” she asked as she licked her dry lips.

Something stiffened under my ribs. Wolves didn’t get STDs, so her request for condoms meant she wasn’t willing to have our pups. But it came back to trust and acceptance. She wasn’t there yet, and I needed to remember that, no matter how sure we were that she was ours. Males were more certain of their mate’s scent than females. We knew she was ours, which meant it was our job to prove we were worthy of the job. To show her. And if that meant filling a condom instead of her p***y the first time we got inside her, so be it.

Gib dug out his wallet from his pocket and held it up as a yes. Energy returning to her body, she turned to face him, unbuttoning his jeans as she knelt before him.

I moved out of her way because… f**k, our mate wasn’t shy.

Gib’s eyes flashed yellow as he practically flung his wallet at me to retrieve a condom. He groaned when she released his sizable erection. I found the condom and ripped open the foil, then freed my own manhood and wrapped up. Shelby offered me her ass as she lowered to her elbows between Gib’s legs and slid those pouty lips over his mushroom head.

Fuck.

“f**k!” Gib cursed. His excitement and loss of control spurred my own, but I still remembered to ask for consent.

“You want me to f**k you, kitten?”

She wiggled her hips then popped off Gib long enough to look over her shoulder at me, tossing her hair. “Mmm hmm.”

She wasn’t inhibited or tame. Not that I figured she would be after that show up on stage at Hoedown. She was just sweet and submissive. Perfect. And ours.

Gib grabbed her head and gently guided her back to his ready c**k.

“Your mates are going to f**k you so hard, you’ll beg to be claimed, kitten,” I promised, dragging the tip of my sheathed c**k through her juices I could still taste on my tongue.

She made a muffled sound of agreement, her mouth stuffed with Gib’s c**k.

“That’s right, baby, take me deep,” he encouraged, setting his hand on her neck.

Before I knew what I was doing, I’d impaled her, all the way to the hilt. She choked a little on Gib’s c**k before he braced her shoulders for me. I gripped her hips for added stability and eased back to slam in once more.

Heaven.

There was no other word to describe the rightness of being inside my mate. Hot, tight, wet. And she was taking both of us. She was right there with us.

Our f*****g mate. f*****g our mate.

“Kitten,” I muttered. “You feel so good.” I forced myself to slow my breathing, to keep my strokes gentle, but I wanted to pound her into oblivion.

She bobbed faster and with more enthusiasm over Gib, as if my pleasure transferred directly to her.

He wound her hair up around his fist, using it to guide her head over his thick length. “f**k, baby. You feel so good to me, too.” His voice was pure gravel.

Shelby’s p***y dripped with her pleasure. I bumped up my pace, letting my loins slap into her perfect ass. Every inhale brought more of her intoxicating scent. Every thrust drove me closer to the edge. I wanted to f**k her all night long, but my balls were already drawn up tight, blue from the need to release. I’d been waiting to get in her since I first caught her scent months ago.

Shelby took hold of the base of Gib’s c**k with both hands, twisting them opposite each other as she continued to suck hard, her cheeks hollowed out while he controlled her head, pushing her up and down over his c**k.

“f**k!” he shouted. “Don’t claim her,” he reminded me just before I lost control, jackhammering our sweet mate with a fast, hard pounding. “I’m coming,” he warned Shelby, but she didn’t pop off.

I watched as he came, his alpha pleasure suffusing all of us with delirium.

I meant to wait for Shelby to swallow and finish him off, but I couldn’t. A shudder ran through me as lightning struck the base of my spine. My thighs tightened even more, and then I roared, burying myself deep inside her and coming like my life depended on it.

This was the most intense, most incredible orgasm I’d ever had. My need to claim was so strong, it was almost impossible to resist.

“Don’t.” Gib’s command made me turn my head away, rear my torso back to keep my descended canines from sinking into the soft flesh of her shoulder.

Not marking her was harder than I’d imagined, but I got it under control, breathed until my vision returned, the entire time still moving inside her because she was coming now, too, her muscles squeezing and pulsing around my c**k. Milking the last c*m from my balls.

“Thank you, beautiful,” Gib rumbled, stroking her hair when she popped off.

She looked over her shoulder at me, her cheeks flushed, her lips swollen, her hair a wild tangle from his fingers. “Thank you for your restraint.”

Her voice was pure sweetness, and it entered my ears like a second intoxicant. The first being her scent.

I dragged in another breath and eased out of her. I was still hard. I doubted I’d go down anytime soon. Once wasn’t enough. No f*****g way. It was a taste, an idea of how it could be between the three of us. “That was incredible.”

Gib slid down in the futon and lifted her up and onto his lap. She went willingly, her thick mane of dark blonde hair falling in silky strands across his chest.

I felt no jealousy over him holding her. Mating pairs from our lineage never did, or so I’d been promised. It was strange in a species so territorial and possessive of females that nature and fate combined to make this rare twist. Fate’s joke, perhaps.

I took the time while he held her, to watch her settle, to take off her shoes and knee highs, then I went to the kitchen to ditch the condom and get a large glass of water for our mate. When I came back, I sat beside them. “I need to know at least five hundred things about you, kitten, before we fall asleep.”