The Last Werewolf (The Weres of Europe) (22 page)

But at the moment he wanted a taste of her juices more.

Sliding his left hand between her legs, Leevi caressed her wet, hot folds and thumbed her clit until she was moaning against his mouth. Seeking that place of pleasure within her, Leevi slipped two fingers inside her pussy, the channel hot and wet around him, clasping and clenching. It was a different kind of pressure and friction than with a man’s ass, he reflected, but at the moment he wanted nothing more than to taste her all over and then bury his cock in Summer’s pulsating femininity.

“I want to taste you, Summer,” he growled his needs out loud.

Withdrawing from her lips, Leevi inched his way down her body, stroking her curves as he went along, enjoying her smooth skin, her firm, yet feminine form. Yes, there were her wolf hairs too, silky and soft, and that just excited him further. As he reached her pussy, he pushed his face against her intimately, opening his mouth and ravishing her pubes-covered mound, luscious labial lips, and throbbing clit with his lips, tongue, and teeth.

Above him Leevi heard Summer meowing, a strange sound for a wolf, to be sure.

“You like what Leevi is doing to you, honey?” Rik asked, his voice husky.

Summer’s slender hands came down to tangle in Leevi’s hair, holding his head in place on her pussy as he flicked his tongue over her clit and stuck the tip in her entrance.
I guess that answers that
, Leevi grinned to himself, devouring her taste, smell, and feel until he was certain no woman had ever come close to the sheer bliss Summer was inducing in him. He couldn’t wait any longer. He had to have her. Now.

Sitting back on his haunches, Leevi held the base of his rock-hard cock in his hand, aiming at her glistening opening. “Summer, I’m gonna come in.” She just groaned and tried to shove her pussy closer to the invading dick.

Trying to catch his breath, but failing, Leevi pressed his blunt, fat cockhead against her and, in one desperate move to get as close to Summer as possible, he pushed in all the way.

“Oh, shit,” he mumbled at the feel of her sheath surrounding him, clutching him, bathing him in her juices. Summer’s legs came up around his waist to anchor him to her. Not that he was going anywhere. He held on to their smooth lengths as he started to move. With guys the pace was slow at first, but with Summer Leevi didn’t have to wait, so wet was she. He pulled out until only the tip of his cock was still inside and thrust back in hard. Summer whimpered, muttering something incoherent, and her body arched beautifully, with a kind of debauched abandon he savored seeing.

Then Leevi watched in awe as Rik’s fingers came down to touch the point where Leevi and Summer were joined, and began to flick and touch her clit, from time to time brushing against Leevi’s cock too as it penetrated Summer’s pussy.
Fuck, that’s hot
.

Working in unison, both men gave her their all. Leevi watched as Rik kissed Summer, their mouths open enough so that he could see their tongues dueling, sweeping over each other, and tasting.

“Put your cock in her mouth, Rik,” Leevi ordered his man, who turned to look at him with a dazed, smitten expression. Yet, without argument, Rik complied, kneeling down next to Summer as she lifted her head off the pillow, licking her lips, her eyes dark with lust. Then he guided his hard cock into Summer’s eagerly open mouth, her full lips clasping around the crown of Rik’s penis so firmly that he groaned. She sucked the swelling, twitching cock, milking it hard, all the way down to the root, gagging only a little. Her right hand grasped at Rik’s bare backside, kneading the round globes roughly, while her left hand kept a constant tight hold of Leevi’s arm, as though it were a lifeline.

Leevi’s gaze was glued to the action, and, riveted, he watched Summer’s pert little nose buried in a thatch of brown pubes, the smell of which Leevi knew intimately.

That had to be one of the hottest sights Leevi had ever seen, and he yanked Summer tighter to him by her thighs and pounded into her pussy, claiming her with his cock. Her scent grew in strength, assailing him with femininity and wolfishness. Summer was indeed a female fit for a Prime, even if Leevi no longer held that position by any official right. If his experiences in the fort had taught him anything, it was that nature itself had groomed him for being a Prime. The power and dominance would remain with him until the day he died.

But this was not the time to ponder about death. This was an affirmation of life, and of love. Leevi felt a twinge of guilt and shame at almost discarding this happiness without a fight.

Quickly Rik brought him out of his reverie, although his body had ignored his random musings by never stopping the rocking motion within Summer’s pussy. “Leevi, are you with us?”

Opening his eyes, unaware when he had closed them, Leevi saw Rik’s expression, a mix of concern and annoyance. He understood both. But his body and his senses cared for nothing else but witnessing Rik rocking his hips back and forth, stuffing Summer’s mouth full with his cock, his pupils dilated with desire, and hearing Summer’s hungry slurping sounds as she sucked and licked at Rik’s dick in her mouth. Leevi was consumed again with passion, and he was angry at himself, briefly, for letting himself forget he was supposed to be making love to the beautiful, smart, sassy woman beneath him.

“Oh, yeah,” he confirmed, nodding. Leaning down over Summer, he made sure her legs were wrapped tight around his waist, the soles of her feet pressing on his buttocks, as he put his pelvis to work, plunging his engorged cock hilt deep into her moist heat, a velvety slickness with a sweet odor unique to her. Watching her relish two men inside her, Leevi smirked. “I’d forgotten how it feels to be with a woman.”

Letting Rik’s cock slip out of her mouth, Summer turned her head to stare at Leevi with a defiant look. “You saying you don’t like it? I know you prefer men over women.” Her gaze briefly flickered over Rik, but there was no animosity or jealousy in her eyes, only warmth and lust. “Rik’s a freaking gorgeous hunk. I can totally relate—”

Leevi growled. On a rash whim he shoved Rik on the chest in an effort to prove his devotion to Summer. Accidentally, however, he pushed so hard that Rik fell backward, tipping over the edge of the bed, and tumbled down on the floor in a heap of flailing limbs.

“What the fuck?” Rik shouted, peering furious and bewildered over the edge as he clambered to sit up.

Startled by his own actions and their unintended consequences, Leevi felt dumbstruck, not even fully cognizant of what he had done until at that moment. “Jesus, Rik, I—I’m sorry, I, I didn’t mean to.” He was ashamed and angry that he had broken the mood. It had been an instinctive reaction. His Alpha wolf wanting to dominate the female and to oust all rivals for her affections. Which was ridiculous because all three of them were mates.

It was Summer who broke the tension as she dared to giggle a little, looking down at Rik where he was sitting on the floor. “Wow. Is Leevi always this possessive? I know sometimes I can’t control my wolfish urges either.” Giving Rik her come-hither chin-lift, she smiled reassuringly. “I’m sure the big lug didn’t mean it the way it happened. You know how much he loves you. I guess he was just trying to show me that he wants me too.”

Mortified, Leevi stumbled, not knowing what to do. He loved Rik with all his heart, and yet he had hurt him. But suddenly Rik was next to him, cupping his face tenderly. “I can see it in your eyes that you didn’t mean to. I wasn’t born a wolf, like you two, and there must be so much I don’t know. But what I do know, Leevi, is that I love you. And just because you unwittingly pushed me out of bed to make love to our woman, I don’t doubt for a second how you feel about me.”

Bussing Leevi’s lips and cheeks, Rik soothed him, and his anxiety fell away. “Come on, babe. We aren’t done yet. With that bossy lady, or with each other. I hope we never will be.”

“Hey,” Summer protested, pursing her lips and frowning. Rik laughed into his kiss with Leevi, and Leevi began to chuckle too, relieved beyond belief. So he had shoved his man out of bed in a fit to prove his masculinity to their woman, and that he unconditionally wanted her. The shadow of Summer’s misgivings about Leevi’s desire for her had pushed him over the edge. That didn’t mean he didn’t love Rik, or that he felt nothing but possessiveness toward Summer. His actions had shown that there could be no shred of doubt in any of their minds that Leevi wanted both Summer and Rik in his life, in equal measure.

Taking charge, Leevi took a deep breath and said, “I love you both. I suppose you know that, and I don’t need to keep proving it to you, or to me.”

Abruptly Rik burst into laughter. “Only in bed, babe.”

“I concur,” Summer said still lying on the bed, giggling. “Come on, you scrumptious sausage. Come here.” She waggled her eyebrows to Rik who stared at her stunned.

“Leevi?” he asked.

“Yeah?”

“Did she...did she just call me...a sausage?”

“Yup. I do believe she did.”

“Why would she do that?”

Leevi shrugged. “Dunno. Brits like sausages?”

“Hey.” Now Summer was getting truly pissed, which amused both men.

“Maybe we should start calling her muffin or something,” Rik suggested to Leevi, who grinned.

“How about cupcake?” Leevi offered, and Rik nodded eagerly.

“Pudding works too,” Rik countered.

By now Summer was clearly seething. “That’s it, boys. You two can just entertain yourselves tonight.” Again she tried to climb out of the bed, and laughed as the guys surrounded her, preventing her from leaving. She may have fallen back in bed with two naked guys on her flanks, but Leevi knew she wasn’t about to yield easily.

Rik continued to needle her, drawing lazy circles around her bellybutton with his fingertips. “What’s the matter, sweetheart? Can’t take a joke? You can certainly dish them out fast enough.”

“She’s a sore loser,” Leevi agreed with Rik.

Summer scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest and lifting her chin defiantly. “Huh. Some hotshots you two are. Being so mean. I thought Rik was a nice guy—”

“I am.”

“—But he’s a pig, just like you, Leevi. And here I was hoping for a stud, not a—”

Leevi chuckled mockingly, making Summer pause. “There you go again. Getting animal species all confused. First pigs, now horses. Do make up your mind, honey.”

“Why you...” Screaming out loud, Summer was really struggling now, but neither Rik nor Leevi was about to let the woman scurry away. Caressing and fondling all over, they placated her in unison, and soon her cries of protest turned to cries of pleasure.

Insinuating himself between Summer’s splayed legs again, Leevi eased back into her pussy, sliding effortlessly into the wet heat he had come to crave as much as Rik’s ass. Putting his back into it, Leevi began with short strokes, pushing in deep, before leaning above her and worshipping her with his cock. Summer was writhing and moaning, her soft belly quivering, her thighs trembling, and her breasts jolting with the force of his thrusts.

“I love how fit you are,” Leevi complimented Summer, delighting in her athletic figure. Her strawberry blonde hair cascaded over the pillow, and she looked like a fairy princess or an angel. Summer quirked an eyebrow, amused, so Leevi hastened to clarify, blushing a bit as he confessed, “Your muscles, I mean. I like a woman who can be as strong as me, fight as hard as I can, run as fast as I can.”

Summer snickered. “And I deliver, unlike other women.” Leevi nodded before bowing down and placing on her lips a remarkably chaste kiss considering the situation. But then she started squirming and tittering, as if toying with his seriousness and daring him to dominate her, all the while grabbing him with her hands, part caressing, part teasing, part shoving him off, and Leevi couldn’t keep up the kiss.

He sighed. “Rik, keep her still, will you?”

Laughing, Rik gave Leevi a peck on the cheek and then proceeded to smother Summer with kisses all over her face, soft and feathery. At first Summer wouldn’t settle, and Leevi ramped up the speed and power of his penetration, and finally the woman was becoming too breathless to keep playing hard to get.

And when Leevi watched without blinking at the sight of Summer and Rik kissing right before him, he lost it. His orgasm thundered through him, like an ocean of fire expanding from his groin to every nook and cranny in his body. With an inarticulate grunt, he ground his hips to hers, his fingers digging into her skin, as he plunged deeper, his pelvis moving of its own volition in shattering, jerky motions as he rode through the climax, filling Summer’s beautiful, tasty pussy with his come.

Through the heady haze in his brain and the deafening roar of blood in his ears, Leevi felt Summer had not come. She had not had an orgasm, and he felt bad for not being able to give her that.

It was then that sensations began to register.

Leevi felt Summer’s wolf nails clawing at him, her body convulsing, her hips dancing, and her crying out as she came, the sound echoing around the room, and it all made him feel like the king of all Primes.

At that moment Leevi realized also that she had responded like this before throughout their lovemaking. He had assumed she had not climaxed, when in fact she had come several times.

I just gave my woman multiple orgasms
. He grinned like a fool at the notion.

“Well, don’t you look like the proverbial cat that got the cream.” Rik chuckled close by.