Kara's Wolves (17 page)

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 between 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.

“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.

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.

Kara screamed in terror and Trevor leapt into the air, changing rapidly into wolf form before his paws hit the floor. The sight was frightening. Even though Kara knew he could do this, and had seen it happen even yesterday, she was still scared out of her mind and scrambled back toward the headboard, her naked body shivering with the sudden onslaught of adrenaline.

Trevor circled the three beasts, his blond fur easily separating him from the two nearly black wolves and one gray one.

Within moments another wolf burst into the room, a dark brown shade Kara realized was Justin when he spoke telepathically to her.

“Kara, honey, get out of here. Try to get into the bathroom and lock the door. Now.

Go.”

Kara skirted the edge of the room as quickly as possible, but found herself trapped between a large bureau and the bed, keeping her from getting to the door to the master bath.

Watching in horror, Kara grabbed the sheet from the bed and wrapped herself in it.

The three newcomers were not just animals. They were people, men. Men who had come to fight. For her.

Kara couldn’t even blink. Justin and Trevor circled the three snarling wolves, growls rumbling in their throat as they bared long, sharp teeth.

The grey wolf made the first move, leaping into the air to attack Trevor. As they began to roll and bite at each other on the ground, one of the black wolves attempted the same maneuver on Justin, sending him across the room with the force of the attack.

Kara screamed. How were these two men she was so incredibly attached to going to out-fight three lupines?

Smashing herself flat against the wall, a rumbling noise jerked her attention to the door. Six more wolves entered the fray.

Friends or foes?

Kara had no idea which side they were on.

Two of the enemy wolves turned toward the commotion, glanced at each other, and in a single bound jumped through the bedroom window. Kara’s heart pounded. She held the thin material of the sheet against her chest and watched as the newcomers joined Justin and Trevor, backing the lone black enemy into a corner across from Kara. The villain, seeing no way out of his plight, lowered himself on his front legs and put his head down on the ground. Even Kara recognized the sign of submission and breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, after several tense moments, Justin backed his brown furry self out of the circle and shifted into human form so fast Kara barely witnessed the transformation.

“Kara, stay where you are. We’re going to escort this son of a bitch to the barn.”

Justin grabbed a pair of jeans off the floor and quickly put them on. He then escorted seven growling angry animals and one sniveling beast out of the room.

For a moment, Kara could do nothing at all. She stayed plastered to the wall, breathing heavily. Trying to slow her racing heartbeat.

Finally, she slithered down the wall and sat on the floor clutching the sheet around her, shivering with fright.

What the hell had she fallen into?

*

When Justin came through the door ten minutes later, he found Kara still crouched in the corner next to the armoire, shaking. Her head lurched up when he entered, huge blue eyes glaring in his direction.