Kara's Wolves Page 13

  Kara thought exhaustion would surely take her under at any moment, but the men in her life had other plans. After just a few seconds to catch their breath, Justin eased off the bed and lifted Kara into his arms, jarring her into a more wakeful state than she would have liked.

  “Where are you taking me?” she inquired, her head leaning against Justin’s shoulder.

  Trevor padded along behind them.

  “Back to the bathroom. We never got to finish that bath. I’m thinking we should move this party to the shower before we fall asleep.” Justin set Kara down next to the glass door and reached in to adjust the temperature. As soon as he was satisfied, all three stepped into the steamy warmth.

  The hot water pounding on Kara’s skin soothed her tired muscles. Somehow the workout she’d received since they’d gotten home surpassed the one she’d experienced in the gym earlier.

  Groggy and completely satisfied, Kara let Justin steady her while Trevor lathered her hair and massaged her scalp. A soft sound escaped her lips, caused not as much from desire as from the feeling of being cherished.

  As Trevor finished Kara’s hair, Justin released her to run soapy hands all over her body, carefully washing even her most private parts.

  “How often do you shave this smooth sexy pussy, honey?” Justin asked the question with a gravelly voice belying the fact he was horny again.

  “Most days. I haven’t had a chance since you snatched me into your greedy clutches though.” Kara chuckled, but stopped abruptly when Justin’s fingers brushed over her sensitive clit. “Ahhh.”

  “May I?” Justin looked up into Kara’s eyes.

  “May you what? What have you not done to me yet?” Kara tried to chuckle again, but halted when she saw the serious look on Justin’s face.

  Trevor grabbed the spray hose from the wall and rinsed Kara’s hair, forcing her to close her eyes for a moment.

  “Shave you?”

  Was he serious? Justin wanted to shave her pussy?

  Kara found her head shaking back and forth beneath the spray of water. The idea both scared and aroused her. Words did not come out, but she did manage to stare him in the eye once Trevor rinsed the soap from her face.

  Already Justin was poised with a razor and shaving cream. He lifted one of her legs and set it gently on the built-in shower bench. As he leaned forward to spread the bubbly foam all over her mound, Trevor angled the spray of water away from them and reached around to hold Kara against him. Without his grasp under her armpits, Kara wasn’t sure she could have remained standing. The process was so erotic.

  Slowly, methodically, with great care, Justin shaved Kara’s entire pussy, gently holding the folds of her lower lips to the side each time he swiped again with the blade.

  His fingers danced back and forth over every inch of her skin, repeatedly making sure he had not missed a spot. Kara’s womb tightened with need. Cum trickled between her legs to mingle with the lather of the shaving cream and the water.

  “Baby, you are so hot and ready for us again,” Trevor mumbled into Kara’s ear, so close the erotic words sent a shiver from her head to her toes, disrupting her careful intent to remain still and avoid getting accidentally cut down below.

  “Hmmm.” She closed her eyes and let the sensations wash over her, leaning back into Trevor’s chest. While Justin moved lower to continue shaving Kara’s legs, Trevor began to fondle her breasts, alternately squeezing them and pinching her nipples into stiff peaks.

  “Oh, God,” she whispered in a deep raspy voice she barely recognized, “I need to come again.”

  Kara held her breath for a few moments, trying to tamp down the desire. These two were turning her world upside down.

  “Let it go, baby,” Trevor’s voice broke into her concentration. With one hand still holding her breast, massaging the globe, he dragged the other hand down her silky stomach and into the folds of her sensitive, smooth pussy. As soon as his middle finger raked over her clit, she nearly jumped.

  “Hold still, little nymph,” Justin admonished. “I don’t want to hurt you.” As though the act would assist her to remain immobile, Trevor pinched the lips of Kara’s pussy together and pressed his thumb onto her protruding nub. The ache inside her increased.

  “All finished,” Justin declared. He set the razor aside on the bench and smoothed both hands up Kara’s legs until he reached the apex, currently sealed off by Trevor’s fingers.

  “Spread your legs wider, honey,” Justin continued, setting Kara’s raised foot back on the tile floor. “I want to lick my tongue over all that smooth silky skin.” As Trevor once again skimmed his lower hand back up and gripped a jealous nipple tightly, Justin ran his tongue from Kara’s nether lips all the way to the protruding naughty little bundle of nerves demanding attention.

  All three lovers moaned in unison, their voices mingling.

  “You taste so fantastic. I want to eat you until you scream my name and beg me to let you come.” Justin sucked Kara’s aching clit into his mouth and gently bit down on it.

  Unable to control herself for even one more moment, her orgasm crashed through her like a freight train, barreling down her body and sending the walls of her sensitive sex into contractions that went on and on.

  When she finally regained her senses, Kara was astounded. “I’ve never come so many times in … well, all my life really.”

  “God, that’s sexy,” Justin stated.

  “Hopefully we can make you feel good many times every day for the rest of your life,” Trevor continued. “But for now, you need to eat and sleep. I’m sure you’re exhausted. Let’s get you out of this water before you collapse.” Like a precious commodity, Trevor and Justin dried Kara’s body, wrapped a towel around her and combed through her hair. The attention reminded her of a movie star about to go on set with her entourage of assistants making sure she was perfect.

  “You’re going to spoil me. I’ll never leave if you keep this up.” Kara giggled, but the men paused to look at her, forcing her to meet their eyes, swinging back and forth between each set. “What?”

  Justin jumped to his feet and grasped her shoulders. “First of all, we totally intend to spoil you to death every day of your life. That’s not a joke. And second of all, you’re damn right you’re never leaving. Never. Kara, this is not a fling. We are mated. Bonded.

  United for life. We would never let you leave.”

  Kara swallowed. They couldn’t possibly think this arrangement would work. In a few days she’d be graduating, heading into a new chapter of her life. What was she supposed to do, give up on all her dreams, plans?

  Trevor came around to the front to address her next. “Don’t look at us like that.

  You’ll never want to leave, baby. This is all so new to you; you don’t quite realize the implications yet, but you will. Whatever dreams you have, we’ll work hard to accommodate them. Just … with us added in.”

  “Come on. I’ll make you a sandwich.” Justin pulled gently on Kara’s hand, trying not to scare her or force her into anything. His thoughts seeped into her system.

  “I can’t decide if I’m more tired or hungry,” she managed.

  If she thought she was unsure last week, boy, was she mistaken. Never in her wildest imagination could she have foreseen the arrangement she now found herself participating in.

  Kara followed Trevor into the kitchen with Justin on her heels. With only a towel wrapped around her, she sat at the kitchen table and once again enjoyed the culinary skills of her lovers. Even a sandwich tasted like it came from a four-star restaurant. As tired as she was, she managed to eat every bite before succumbing to exhaustion and dragging herself back to the bedroom.

  Justin pulled back the covers. When he yanked the towel from her supple body, Kara took the invitation and slipped beneath the comforter. Thoughts skittered through her mind rapidly about the days to come, but quickly were shut out as she drifted into sleep, acutely aware neither man had joined her in slumber. The thoughts trailing betwee
n Trevor and Justin just touched the edge of Kara’s consciousness, but she was fairly certain they had something to do with “planning” and “preparing” for an attack from some madman. If she had been more lucid, she surely would have asked more questions, demanded to know what the next plan was, but at the moment, she was too close to complete surrender to slumber to even care.

  *

  “We have to talk.” Trevor paced back and forth across the kitchen while Justin headed to the fridge. The two had quietly snuck out of the bedroom as soon as Kara dozed off.

  “I figured. I could feel your tension all day, but you kept a fortress up around your thoughts.” Justin glared at Trevor, a smirk covering his face while he handed Trevor a beer.

  “I wanted you to remain focused on Kara instead of worrying about what was going on here.”

  “I know. It was tough though. I was torn … sort of. So, what happened?” Justin took a seat and motioned for Trevor to do the same.

  “This.” Trevor pulled a piece of paper out of the pocket of his jeans, unable to control his trembling hands. He unfolded it and handed the second crinkled note to Justin without saying a word.

  Justin began reading:

  I’ll be watching you. Your time is almost up. I can’t wait to snuggle up to your sweet little number and make her mine.

  “Wow. We need to figure out who Barry is and put a stop to this nonsense.” Justin laid the paper on the table and idly began rubbing out the wrinkles.

  “Whoever it is, he must be completely crazy to think Kara is his. Does he not understand how bonding works? I don’t like this situation one bit.” Trevor’s face began to heat as his anger rose. How dare someone threaten them?

  “Where’d you find this one?”

  “It was taped to the back door when I got back from the barn earlier. He must be hanging around.” Trevor shivered at the thought.

  “Perhaps we should get a few people over here? Increase security a bit?” Justin got up and began to pace in the same spot Trevor had abandoned.

  “I suppose, but I think it might be better if we take her to your mom and dad’s as soon as possible. Maybe over the weekend. No one could get to her there with all the people milling around. Seems easier than dragging a bunch of your siblings over here.” Trevor grabbed Justin’s arm as he passed by and felt his tension. “We’ll figure it out. No one’s going to separate the three of us, you know that, right?”

  “Yeah. I’m just steaming angry anyone would even have the audacity to attempt it is all.” Justin took another swig of his beer and set the empty bottle in the sink. “We better get some sleep. I’m betting we’re going to need it and there’s a soft, warm, sexy body in the other room needing some serious sandwiching right now.” He smiled down at Trevor and nodded to the door with his head.

  * * * *

  “Are you guys about done gabbing so we can get on with it?” Barry paced back and forth, waiting impatiently for his new “friends” to finish drinking, so they could help him kick some serious ass. He knew he needed them. He couldn’t just waltz in and take on the two huge brutes who currently thought their lives were bliss.

  “We’re comin’, man… Wha’s the rush?” The taller fellow—was his name Dick?

  Rick?—was getting drunk. Barry wanted to get moving before these two idiots were as good as useless.

  “You wouldn’t leave a guy hanging while his girl is trapped in some other joker’s hands, would you?” He tried to sound nonchalant, while at the same time trying to touch a nerve and get the ball rolling.

  “He’s right, Rich. We should really help the guy out. He’d do the same for us if we were in his shoes.” The shorter man, Jake, stood and dropped a few bills on the table.

  “Let’s go. Lead the way, brother.”

  Finally. They were only a few miles outside of town. It was time to move in and make Trevor’s life a living hell.

  Chapter Eleven

  Bright sunlight filtered through the window, dragging Trevor from the deep sleep he’d finally succumbed to at some point in the early hours.

  As he opened his eyes, Trevor stared down at the beautiful vision and thanked his lucky stars. Justin was already gone from the bed. He would have long since headed out to the barn to take care of the earliest morning duties of running a dairy farm.

  They took turn with the tasks, and Trevor was suddenly very glad it was his turn to stay in bed and admire the sexy creature responsible for his current state of arousal.

  Not willing to wake her just yet, Trevor watched her peaceful face while he ran one hand leisurely up and down his stiffening shaft. Exquisite sensations made his fingertips tingle and he had to grit his teeth to keep from making any sounds that would wake the sleeping angel beside him. He lay back and closed his eyes, letting his fingers increase the pressure building in his balls. Perched just on the edge of an intense orgasm, Trevor suddenly startled when a dainty warm hand covered his and began to take over the task.

  “Were you going to just lay there and have sex without me?” Kara’s voice was low and filled with sleep.

  “I didn’t want to wake you. You looked so, ahh… I’m so close, baby.”

  “Mmm, I’m awake now.” Kara increased her grip and dragged her hand almost all the way off the head of Trevor’s cock before gathering up the pre-come leaking out with one tiny finger and circling the slit on the very tip of the organ.

  Trevor was sure he would come at any moment, but the pressure from his increasingly tightening balls skyrocketed when Kara ducked below the sheet and sucked him into her hot wet mouth with no warning.

  “Oh, God, baby. That feels … so … good.” He tried to hold back, make the moment last, but there was no way to prevent the onslaught of feelings sending him flying over the edge on Kara’s second pass into her throat. The orgasm seemed to last forever while Kara gently suckled Trevor’s cock, swallowing every bit of him.

  When the climax finally passed, Kara lifted her head and set her chin on Trevor’s stomach, her deep blue eyes gazing at him above her rosy cheeks and swollen lips. “Good morning.”

  “Indeed.” Trevor chuckled. “If I’d known it was going to be this good, I’d have woken you up hours ago.”

  Kara simply smiled. “I have to get to campus. Finals to study for you know. I’ll never get anything done in this house.”

  “Yes, but not until I get…” Trevor flipped Kara onto her back and climbed over her body, “…some breakfast.”

  Kara giggled at the sudden switch. “How can I argue with a giant naked wolfman?”

  “You should not.” Trevor nudged Kara’s legs apart, farther than the average woman would ever be able to, and leaned his torso against her sex with as much pressure as he thought she could tolerate, allowing him to fondle and suck on her breasts while her clit and hot opening were pressed against him.

  Kara whimpered at the first contact with Trevor’s mouth and he smiled against her breast, pleased she was so incredibly responsive to his possessive move. It was a good sign because he and Justin would be asserting more and more of their dominant nature as the days went by. They didn’t want to spring it all on her at once, but wolves could be rather controlling on occasion and their mates soon learned submitting to them was well worth it.

  After several minutes of alternately fondling and sucking on her engorged nipples, Kara began to wiggle beneath him. He could smell her desperate arousal and lifted an eyebrow as he read her mind.

  She must have forgotten momentarily her thoughts were not her own. Kara writhed beneath him, her hands pressing on his head, begging for relief. Trevor finally laughed out loud against her. Quickly he reached beyond her head for what she was visualizing, restraints.

  In a swift easy motion, Trevor grabbed both of Kara’s wrists with one hand and pulled them over her head to tie them off at the headboard. Her gasp was loud and her eyes were wide open when he shimmied back down to stare into them.

  “That’s what you were thinking about wasn’t it, baby?�
� he cooed. “You were visualizing me making you come by force.”

  Another gasp escaped her and her lips parted to deny the accusation.

  Trevor only smiled and reached to close her mouth with two fingers. “Later, we’ll teach you how to block some thoughts, but for now, I’m going to enjoy my ability to cater to your wildest dreams. Be careful what you think about while I’m sucking you off.

  I might have to stop and add more props to keep up with your visions.”

  “Just…” Kara began.

  “Just what, baby? Tell me what you want. You’ll have to get used to telling us. Well, scratch that. I guess we’re mind readers. You don’t really have to tell us anything.” Trevor chuckled again at Kara’s shocked expression and tweaked a nipple with each hand before dipping lower and running his tongue up from her back entrance all the way to her clit.

  Kara writhed beneath him, forcing Trevor to grasp each of her upper thighs and hold her steady. He wouldn’t need a free hand this time. Kara’s scent filled the room. One hard suck on her tight little nub would send her over the edge without any penetration.

  After a slow exhale, designed to send a warm breeze across Kara’s exposed pussy, Trevor finally reached for her swollen clit and sucked it into his mouth. Her mound pressed into him, only increasing the hold he had on her. He created a suction that he continued over and over, flicking his tongue against her clit with each inward motion, until her tremors subsided and she began to relax beneath him.

  “Good morning,” Trevor mimicked, setting his chin on her stomach in the same way she had done to him. He reached above her and freed her hands with one swift movement.

  “I believe so,” Kara managed to mutter.

  *

  Kara tried to catch her breath, feeling limp and satiated against the sheets.

  A crash broke the silence, sounding like a falling piece of heavy furniture or a table flipping over. They bolted upright in the bed. Before they could even cover themselves or move to stand, three large snarling wolves bolted into the room and skidded to a halt before them, teeth bared, ears pointing up.