Maggie's Wolves, Part Three: A BBW Shifter Romance (Red Mountain Pack Book 3)

Case carried Maggie through the mudroom and into the kitchen. Without pausing for her to look around, he walked determinedly past a dark granite island. She had the impression of warm wood cabinetry and copper fixtures, but they passed through the room so quickly, it was nothing but a blur. The next room, large and open, was impossible for her to miss, no matter how distracted she was by the heat coursing through her veins.

They’d referred to their home as the lodge, but she’d imagined something more along the lines of a hunting cabin. This was no cabin. There was a towering stone fireplace in the center of the room. The floor was covered in wide wooden planks and cozy wool rugs. Large timbers, some of them still with traces of bark, supported the high roof. A line of tall windows looked out on a scene straight from a travel postcard.
Ski Colorado!
Through the swirling snow, she could see the jagged outline of a nearby mountain.

She twisted her head to look around, and Case shifted her weight in his arms. “Are you hurting?”

She was hungry and hurting, but she was also bewildered. “You live here?”

His frown eased, and a trace of amusement flickered in his hazel eyes. “I’ll give you the tour later.”

Right. Later, when she wasn’t naked and trying to figure out which piece of furniture could accommodate all three of them. Two of them, she corrected. She glanced back at Jack, following behind, still watching her with a stark, hungry look on his face. She hadn’t quite decided what to do about him. Her human half liked him well enough, but her wolf was undecided.

Case pulled her tighter to his chest as he moved up the stairs. Maggie wrapped her arms around his neck and then couldn’t resist licking the strong column of his throat. She smiled as a growl vibrated under her tongue.

The house was too big, she decided, if it was taking him this damn long to find a bedroom.

When they came to the top of the stairs, Case turned left down a wide hallway. At the end, he pushed through an open door into a modestly sized bedroom. There was a fireplace on one wall opposite a large bed. A thick red rug covered the wood floor and a chair sat beside a pair of double-doors that led onto a balcony. Before she could take any more of it in, she was lifted up and tossed into the air. She landed on the soft mattress and laughed as she bounced once before settling.

She looked up to find three pairs of faintly glowing eyes staring at her.

A wash of heat swept over her skin. It felt like fire in her blood, melting her from the inside out. She was wet. Needy.
Hungry.
And the way they stared at her only drove her need higher. They were wolves. They surely could sense how ready she was for them. There was a slight flush of color on Case’s high cheekbones. Eli’s eyes glittered with fierce intent. Jack looked like he was starving.

All for her.

“You’re not going to make me beg, are you?”

“It’s an interesting thought.” Eli’s smile was strained. “How do you want us?”

How?
“I want you inside me. One or both of you, I don’t care.”

Eli had discarded his coat somewhere along the way and, as she watched, he reached over his head to tug off his blue Henley. Case stripped quickly, tossing his clothing into a pile on the floor. Jack was the only one who didn’t move. Fists clenched at his sides, his entire body quivered with restraint.

She almost reached for him then.
Almost.

Case set his knee on the bed, caught her ankle and tugged lightly, lowering her to the mattress. He moved over her body, but didn’t settle his weight on her. She groaned and arched her back, wanting to feel the silky warmth of his skin.

Case dipped his head to lick the mark he’d left on her breast. Need flared inside her, making her vision go dark and red for a moment. Her womb clenched, and she grabbed hold of his shoulders to pull him down.

He caught her hands and pinned them to either side of her head. He licked her again, slowly, the rasp of his tongue a sweet torture. When she opened her eyes, he smiled.

“Exactly how much do you trust me?”

Pinned by his gold-flecked eyes, she tried to focus on the question. “I don’t understand. Trust you for this? You know I do.”

“Do you trust me not to take things too far?”

Under normal circumstances, the question might have alarmed her. Now, with the heat surging through her body, she could barely grasp the concept of “too far.”

“What do you have in mind?”

“I can control Jack,” Case said, his voice taking on a gravelly edge. “If you’re not ready to claim him, that’s fine, but it doesn’t mean he can’t join us.”

Her gaze flicked to Jack—still stone-faced and tense—then back to Case. “Join us how?”

“He’ll touch you when I say he can, exactly as I say he can, and I’ll make sure he doesn’t go too far.”

The heat coiled tighter inside her, making it hard to concentrate. She closed her eyes, and raised her hips, rubbing herself against Case’s solid erection. He retreated from her—
the bastard
—refusing to give her what she wanted.

“Focus, honey. I need you to focus just a few seconds longer.”

Opening her eyes, she fixed him with her darkest scowl. “Are you trying to frustrate me into claiming him?”

“No.” Case frowned. “Of course not.”

Jack took a step toward the bed, and Case stopped him with a look. When Jack didn’t back down, Case’s lip curled, revealing teeth that were too sharp to be human. A growl vibrated in his chest, and Jack’s gaze dropped to the ground. His shoulders drooped, and some of the tension left his body.

“Case,” Eli said softly, approaching the bed from the other side. “We can do this later. Let’s take care of Maggie first and then worry about the rest. She’s hurting.”

“I know what I’m doing.” Case looked down at her, and his expression softened. “There’s no need to rush. We have you home now, and you have days left to decide. I’m not trying to force your hand. I’m giving you a choice. You didn’t send Jack away which means you’re willing to consider claiming him. This way you can have all of us without worrying about the mate bond.”

“All of you…” An image sprung to her mind of the four of them tangled together on the bed. Hot bodies, hard hands and ready cocks.

“Heat isn’t supposed to hurt,” Case said. “You’re fighting your wolf, and it’s tearing you up inside. You shouldn’t be thinking about anything except this.”

With a smooth arc of his hips, he pressed inside her, filling her up. She was so wet and ready, she opened easily to him. “Oh, God. Yes.”

“That’s it,” Case murmured. “No life-altering decisions tonight. If you want Jack to sit in the corner and watch, then that’s what happens. If you want him to participate but aren’t ready to claim him, I can give you that too. So do you trust me, Maggie? Do you trust me to take care of you?”

How could he not know the answer? His cock was buried inside her, throbbing against her womb. She’d already claimed him as her mate. She didn’t know what else she had to give.

“I don’t understand how this will work. There are three of you…”

“You could take us all. Three cocks at the same time. Your mouth. Your ass.” He flexed his hips, moving inside her. “Your sweet pussy. Jack could come on your breasts and Eli could lick you clean. We could take you one at a time while the others watched, dying for their turn. Do you like to be watched?”

Her body trembled. The thought of Jack watching while Case and Eli fucked her did funny things to her insides. She wrapped her legs around Case’s calves and rocked her hips to take him deeper. She squirmed against his cock, trying to make him move, but he didn’t budge.

“Like that idea, do you? It’s yours.” He brushed his lips across her temple. “Who watches? Eli has had more than his fair share of your time.”

Eli growled, clearly not liking that idea, but he didn’t argue. Case was in charge here. The alpha. Her wolf reveled in his strength. She could actually feel their mate bond—wolf to wolf—the invisible tie connecting them together. For the first time in a long time she had someone completely and utterly on her side. Case wanted what was best for her. All she had to do was let him give it to her.

“Maggie?” Case’s voice was a dark caress.

“I don’t want to set the rules. You decide, Case. I trust you.”

His mouth curved in a wicked smile that curled her toes. “Good.”

Chapter Two

After bringing her to a sharp, sweet orgasm, Case withdrew. Maggie clutched at his shoulders, but he only kissed her gently and then sat back on his knees. Eli crawled onto the bed next to her and leaned against the headboard.

“Rest against Eli,” Case said, helping her to sit in the vee formed by Eli’s legs. Eli gathered her in his arms and pulled her back against his chest. He didn’t make for the softest of pillows with his layers of muscle and the erection that pressed against her spine, but she felt safe in his arms. His lips pressed to a spot just behind her ear, and she shivered.

“My brave girl,” Eli murmured. “Look at you.”

He cupped her breasts. As big as his hands were, they couldn’t hold her. Her breasts overflowed his palms. Her rosy nipples peeked from between his spread fingers.

Eli’s lips brushed her neck, his hot breath a soft caress on her skin. “Like a goddess. And you’re ours. Remember we’re here to worship you. Case is good at reading people. The best. But if there’s anything you don’t like or want, you say so. You don’t have to hide anything from us.”

While Eli whispered in her ear, Jack undressed. His body was lanky, but extraordinarily fit. Lean muscle wrapped his long frame. His tan skin was dusted with the same dark hair that covered his head and jaw.

Eli’s fingers flexed on her breasts and he caught her nipples between his fingers. He rolled the stiff peaks and then pulled them. Moaning, she closed her eyes and let her head fall back against his broad shoulder. She drew in a shuddering breath and hissed when he pinched her.

“Too much?” Eli’s voice was a rumble at her back.

She shook her head. “I need more. Please.”

She felt empty inside. Empty and needy and wanting. The heat burning in her belly was sharp and demanding. Case said the heat shouldn’t hurt, but it did.

The bed shifted and an unfamiliar hand brushed her inner thigh. Her eyes snapped open to find that Jack had taken Case’s place.

His gaze locked on hers. “Can I… Can I touch you?”

“Please.”

His hands hooked around her knees and he spread her legs wider. His open palms moved up the backs of her legs, and he stretched out on the bed, lying on his stomach. His hands cupped her ass and he lifted her. His hot breath touched her skin a moment before he covered her pussy with his mouth. He nuzzled her open with his lips, and then his tongue swept through her folds. He licked at her with light strokes. Teasing her with his breath and soft flicks of his tongue, he didn’t truly apply any pressure until Case fisted a hand in his hair.

“Give her what she needs, Jack. There will be time for play later.”

Jack’s mouth closed around her clit and he stroked her with his tongue. Eli’s hands on her breasts. Case encouraging Jack with calm, firm orders. Jack’s hands lifting her to his mouth. The scrape of his whiskers against her sensitive flesh. His thumbs spreading her wide and his tongue working a wicked magic on her needy body. Her orgasm rushed at her so fast she felt a wild instinct to pull away. There were too many hands holding her. Her body trembled and her muscles clenched so tight she couldn’t breathe. Time seemed to freeze as the whole world turned bright and hot with the purest kind of pleasure she’d ever experienced.

The hands holding her no longer felt restrictive. They kept her from breaking, held all the pieces of her together when she felt like she might fly apart.

Jack drew out the orgasm, softening the tug and pull of his lips, caressing her clit with slow warm strokes and then withdrawing completely when she shuddered again.

He looked up, eyes bright. “Good?”

It took her a moment to find her voice. “Yes, it was good.”

His smile, slow and sweet, took her breath away. She reached for him and, as he slid up her body, she caught a glimpse of Case’s frown. It wasn’t jealousy. She didn’t
think
it was jealousy, though she still wasn’t sure where the lines were between the four of them.

She didn’t know if lines even applied.

Eli kissed the top of her head. “There you go. You ask, you receive.”

There was something she wanted very badly to ask of Jack, but she didn’t know how to say the words. Instead of trying, she let her wolf take the lead. Cradling Jack’s face between her hands, she pulled him in for a kiss. His lips were soft and tasted of her. His beard was scratchy against her skin. His tongue felt almost as wonderful sliding against hers as it had against her clit. Almost.

It was an easy, slow, get-to-know-you kind of kiss. Jack didn’t even try to press for more. When she turned her head for air, Jack moved down to her breasts. Eli slid his hand up the column of her throat and angled her face toward him so that he could kiss her too.

Eli still tasted of coffee and while his face was smoother than Jack’s, his kiss was harder and more demanding. Jack played with her breasts, pillowing them together and tasting first one nipple and then the other.

She could feel Case watching them, silent and still at the edge of the bed. Part of her wanted him too. Part of her liked him just as he was. She could feel his desire, scent it in the closed room. Her heat had receded slightly thanks to the back-to-back orgasms, but her wolf was awake and alert and ready to play.

Setting her hands on Jack’s shoulders, she pushed him away. He jerked back, stung.

“Just a sec,” she said. “I need to…
here
.”

Slipping out from beneath Jack, she turned and straddled Eli’s hips. His cock, pressed between their bodies for so long, lifted from his belly. Maggie stroked him with a long pulling tug and then said, “Hold this.”

The corner of Eli’s mouth turned up. “Yes, ma’am.”

He fisted his hand around the base of his cock. She set her hands against his shoulders to steady herself and then slid onto him. When she reached the top of his fist, she waited for him to remove his hand. Instead, he rotated his thumb to slick through her folds. He found her clit and circled it lightly.

“Eli…”

“Yes?”

She shivered at the slow caress of his thumb. “Move your hand.”

He arched an eyebrow and moved his hand. Up. He stroked himself with short firm movements, forcing her to move with him. The tip of his cock was barely inside her when he raised his fist. On the down stroke, he allowed her only a few inches of his shaft. She was mesmerized by the muscles that flexed in his big arm. It took her a moment to lift her gaze to his face.

“You’re as bossy as Case,” he said, with a crooked smile. “I don’t always respond well to orders.”

Eli wasn’t the alpha, but that didn’t mean he was powerless. She’d never thought that he was. And she liked that he felt comfortable enough with her to push back. Especially when they both knew she would win this particular battle. Lowering her lashes, she said, “I want you. All of you.”

“Do you?”

“Please.”

The magic word. Eli released his cock and moved both hands to her hips. He pulled her onto his erection, filling her completely. The hard, heavy feel of him lodged so intimately inside of her took her breath away for several seconds. And then, she dragged in a mouthful of lust-laden air and began to move.

Jack rose on his knees and came up behind her. Reaching around her body, he gently cupped her breasts. His cock bumped and slid against the curve of her ass as she rode Eli. And that was good too. It felt so right, so perfectly naturally for him to be here. She wanted…
No.
She wasn’t ready to claim him. Not yet.

Case stepped closer to the bed. Brushing her hair from her face, he tangled his fingers at the nape of her neck and tugged lightly. She forced her eyes to focus on his face. There was a wash of color on his sharp cheekbones, and his jaw was tight. His eyes were clear though and completely in command of the situation. “Do you want Jack to fuck your ass?” he asked softly. “That won’t seal the bond.”

A shudder passed through her body at the suggestion. “You’re sure?”

Case nodded. “Only coming inside your pussy will make him your mate. There has to be the potential for new life.”

He waited for an answer, and it was so hard to form the words. Case knew. She could tell from his expression that he knew exactly what she wanted. Jack wanted it too. He’d settled his cock between her ass cheeks and was rubbing against her. With a groan, he dropped his head to her shoulder and she felt the sharp press of his teeth against her skin.

Still...

“No,” she whispered, and then repeated her answer more firmly when Case didn’t immediately respond.

“Fingers?”

“Yes.”

There wasn’t even a trace of judgment in his expression as he released her hair and walked to the end table. Opening up a drawer, he took out a small vial of oil and handed it to Jack. Then, returning to her, Case brushed his lips to her forehead and said, “There is nothing that you could ask us to do to you that we’d refuse. Nothing that would change how we see you. You don’t have to hide anything from us.”

“I don’t think I could.”

“You could. Tell me if you change your mind.”

Her gaze drifted down his taut body, lingered on his hard, ruddy cock and then lifted back to his face. Case wanted to be inside her right now. That’s what she knew. Eli, so easy and comfortable in his own skin, had no problem with sharing her. Jack was happy to be included, but Case… He wanted to be in control, even if he wasn’t the one fucking her. Being in control was more important to him than his own desire.

“This is what I want,” she told him.

Tonight, this is exactly what she wanted. Later, she thought she might like to challenge Case’s control and see what was underneath. But for now, this was more than enough.

Jack nearly dropped the vial of oil on the bed his hands were shaking so badly. He wasn’t a virgin. Close, but not technically a virgin. He’d had three partners in his lifetime. Two women, one man. None of them shifters. He’d thought having sex with Maggie would be like that, simple, straightforward sex. He hadn’t imagined sharing her with Eli, or having his alpha standing over him, watching his every move. He’d never imagined how hot it would make him to share her with his pack mates. Or how close to the surface his wolf would come. It felt like he was a split second away from shifting, the change trembling right under his skin.

The wolf had been barely curious about the other partners he’d taken, but he was very definitely interested in Maggie.

And Maggie—
damn
—she was beautiful. All lush curves and soft skin. With the wolflight shining in her eyes and the scent of sex coming off her skin like an aphrodisiac, he wanted to mate with her. He’d never wanted anything so badly in his life. But she hadn’t claimed him. Not yet. And even if he’d been inclined to press her, Case and Eli would never let him get away with it.

So he watched her ride Eli and he poured a drop of oil in his hands. After giving it a second to warm on his skin, he touched her back. When she made a humming noise in her throat, he moved lower, slicking a trail down her flushed skin.

He reached the spot where Eli was sliding into her—the lucky bastard—and then retreated slightly to circle the small puckered hole of her anus, coating it generously with oil. He repeated the process, and when the whole area was slippery and slick, pressed inside with the tip of his finger.

Maggie briefly paused. A shiver passed over her skin, and she lowered herself fully onto Eli’s cock. Jack waited, watching her, buried to his first knuckle in the tight clasp of her body. She didn’t retreat or squirm. Instead, she placed her narrow hands on Eli’s broad shoulders and leaned forward to allow Jack better access.

Trust.
She was offering him her trust, and he nearly growled at the sense of triumph and protectiveness that washed over him.

She was beautiful, thighs spread wide and her hips slightly tipped back. Her long, curly hair coiled down her back, dark against her pale skin. He could see the faint pink marks left by his teeth high on her shoulder. They were already fading. He struggled against the almost overwhelming impulse to mark her again. Harder. To make it permanent. To claim her completely. He wrestled back the impulse. She wasn’t his to mark.

She shifted slightly, and Eli groaned. Jack could feel the pressure of Eli’s cock sliding against the tip of his finger. So tight. He wanted his cock in there, snug and deep. Twisting his hand, he smoothed oil around the tight ring of muscle, eased his finger slowly out and pressed more oil into her, working her looser until he was able to slide a single finger fully in and out with only the slightest bit of resistance.

By the way the muscles in Eli’s arm flexed, he was working her clit. By the way Maggie was moving, slightly off rhythm, she was close to another orgasm. Jack added another finger and her back arched. Her head fell back to rest against his shoulder and he kissed her cheek. Wrapping his free arm around her torso, he held her close, moving with her.

His cock received only glancing touches. The firm curve of Maggie’s ass. The rough bristle of hair on Eli’s thigh. It was fucking killing him. His cock was going to explode, and he was going to die. And God damn it, he didn’t even care so long as Maggie was happy.

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