Uncaging Wolves (Shifter Country Wolves Book 4) (12 page)

A slow smile spread over his face.

“Yeah, I could watch that,” he said.

He moved one hand to her thigh and ran it up her body, one finger circling her nipple, and Scarlet shuddered.

“But unless I’m wrong, you want me to participate.”

Chase’s tongue plunged further into her this time and Scarlet made a noise she couldn’t control, somewhere between a growl and a groan, before his tongue moved back up to lap and circle her clit again.

He was teasing her, and he
knew
it.

Gavin kissed her slowly, his hot mouth moving against hers. Scarlet felt like she was melting as Gavin’s tongue plundered her mouth, Chase’s tongue teasing back and forth endlessly, driving her up to the brink and then backing off.

Gavin moved his lips down her neck, and it felt like he was leaving a trail of fire wherever he went. Slowly, he brushed the pad of one thumb across her left nipple and his tongue across the right.

Scarlet panted. She could barely remember where one man started and the other began, only knowing that everything felt
wonderful
and she never wanted it to stop.

But then, Chase flattened his tongue against her clit and
pushed
, licking just a little harder than he had before. A wave rushed through Scarlet all at once, her hands tightening on the edge of the counter.

At the same time, Gavin’s teeth and fingers suddenly tightened on her nipples, and a moan ripped itself out of Scarlet’s throat, her toes curling into Chase’s back.

It
almost
hurt. Almost, but then she could feel herself go over the edge and she pressed her head back into their cabinets as it took her over, a long, low groan coming from her throat. Gavin’s hand on her thigh held her down, even as she panted, unable to think about
anything
but the waves bowling her over, again and again, until at last, they stopped.

Scarlet sat on the counter, panting, and Gavin kissed her again, gently this time.

“Shit,” Scarlet whispered.

He just chuckled.

She’d come so hard that she felt shaky, like she couldn’t trust her legs to hold her anymore, so Scarlet scooted herself back onto the counter. The cold surface felt good underneath her, almost soothing, and she leaned her head against the cabinets.

Chase stood, looking very, very pleased. Instantly, Gavin pulled his mate to him, kissing him deeply. Chase pulled Gavin’s shirt off as well as his own, their hips grinding together as Scarlet watched, still panting and spent on the counter.

Then Gavin looked over at Scarlet, his arm slung over Chase’s shoulder, their foreheads touching. He reached one hand into Chase’s pants, and Chase growled at him. Gavin grinned.
 

“I’m not the only one who likes watching,” he said.

He was right. Seeing the two of them like that made liquid heat pool inside Scarlet, even though she’d felt utterly wiped out just a moment ago.

“I think it’ll work,” Chase said, sliding his own hand down Gavin’s pants. Gavin shut his eyes.

“What will work?” Scarlet asked.

Chase spun Gavin around so the other man was standing in front of him, then unbuttoned his pants, pushed them down. One arm over Gavin’s chest, Chase stroked him from root to tip, slowly, and Scarlet could see every muscle in his gorgeous body tighten as he did.

“We talked about you a
lot
in bed
,
” Chase said. He stroked again, slowly, Gavin’s eyes halfway shut in pleasure. Chase kissed the side of his neck. “Mostly we talked about what we’d do if you were here. Want to see what we decided?”

Scarlet swallowed, then nodded.

She felt the heat rush downward again, and she hopped off the counter, still a little unsteady on her feet. Chase came over and kissed her hard, the faint scent of herself still on his lips, and Scarlet’s hands went to the button on his pants, undoing it and reaching inside, grasping his erection.

“Come on,” Gavin said. “At least make it to the bed.”

Chase rolled his eyes. Then he pulled Scarlet’s hand out of his pants and picked her up, all in one motion, carrying her to their bedroom.

He tossed her onto the bed, and while Chase got his pants off, Gavin pulled Scarlet up until she was on her knees, his cock in her hands. She guided it between her legs, even though the angle wasn’t right, just rubbing his length against the wetness of her slit, and he stared down into her eyes.

“You don’t know how bad I wanted this,” he whispered.

“I might,” Scarlet whispered back.

Then Chase got on the bed and he was behind her, his thick, muscled chest against her back. She reached back and guided his cock between her legs as well, rubbing against Gavin’s.

Gavin leaned his forehead against hers, closed his eyes, and let a smile drift across his face.

“Holy shit, that feels good,” he whispered.

Briefly, Scarlet wondered if she could take them both at the same time.

“I went on the pill,” she whispered. “And I got tested.”

Then Chase’s hands were on her hips, lifting them, pushing her thighs apart, and Gavin looped her arms around his neck, sliding his hands down her body, careful of the tattoo, brushing them over her nipples.

Staring into Gavin’s eyes, Scarlet felt the tip of Chase’s erection against her opening, and she pushed back against it. He slid in smoothly and her eyes fluttered closed as she let Gavin hold her up.

It felt even better than she remembered, the sensation of being utterly filled, feeling her body light up like a Christmas tree.

“God, this feels good,” she whispered to Gavin.

“I know,” he said, and kissed her hard.

Chase started out slow, his thrusts gradually getting quicker and deeper until Scarlet cried out with each one, certain that her world was going to shatter any moment.

Then Chase reached around her, holding her shoulders, and Gavin moved away.

“What—” Scarlet asked, but he was already on his back, sliding between her legs. Then his tongue was on her, and if Chase hadn’t been holding her up, Scarlet would have collapsed, it felt so good.

“Oh,
fuck
,” she managed to say, seeing stars in front of her eyes, feeling as through her entire body might simply explode.

Then she came, a volcano of heat bursting from deep inside her and running through her, burning through even her fingers and toes as Chase held onto her tight, Gavin licking at her steadily. She was vaguely aware of Chase burying his face in the back of her neck, thrusting even deeper and then groaning as he spent himself into her.

After a moment, Gavin crawled back out, looking immensely pleased. Chase and Scarlet still knelt on the bed, Scarlet wrapped in Chase’s arms, breathing hard.

“It worked,” Gavin said.

Scarlet felt Chase chuckle behind her, even as he held her tightly to him.

“You were right,” Chase said.

“Is this where I say ‘I told you so’?” Gavin asked, his eyes teasing.

He stepped off the bed, then leaned over, kissing Chase over Scarlet’s shoulder.

“Aren’t we missing something?” she asked, looking pointedly at Gavin’s still-hard erection.

Then Gavin kissed her, hard, and she moved to the edge of the bed. He leaned her back until she was lying down, positioned himself at her entrance, and slid in.

Scarlet moaned softly, arching her back up.

“I don’t think I told you how beautiful you are,” he murmured. “Did I?”

Scarlet shook her head. She could barely think enough to form words as Gavin pulled himself out, then thrust into her again, hitting those perfect pleasure spots again and again in perfect rhythm.

Chase hit the bed next to her, and Scarlet turned her head, kissing him slowly, letting their lips and tongues tangle together with his mate inside her. Then he pulled back and smiled, grazing his thumb across her lips.

“I like watching too,” he murmured. “Seeing you cum is the most wildly sexy thing I’ve ever seen.”

Scarlet swallowed, barely able to focus.

“You’re about to see it again,” she panted, her breath coming in hard, short spurts.

Now Gavin had both her knees over his shoulders, thrusting in deeply on every stroke, and Chase reached down, his fingers gently massaging her.

“Good,” he said.

He bent his head and bit her nipple, and Scarlet came again. For a moment, she’d thought that she couldn’t and then she
shattered
, feeling like her body broke into a thousand pieces. Her fingers and toes curled, and for a long, long time, it felt like it would never end. Like she’d be flying through the air in shards endlessly, but then she came crashing back down at last, still on the bed, with Chase grinning at her.

Gavin flopped down next to her and gave her a long, slow kiss, and then they laid like that for a while, no one talking as the sun went down outside, gradually cloaking the bedroom in darkness.

At last, Gavin was the first one to speak up, his arm thrown across Scarlet.

“Are we still getting that lasagna?” he asked.

“Shit,” said Chase. “I forgot about it.”

“Why?” asked Scarlet, laughing.

“No reason,” Chase said, giving her a quick kiss. “It’s gonna take about two hours, though.”

“Let’s just order pizza,” said Gavin. “That’s a lot like lasagna.”

“Not really,” said Scarlet.

“Don’t be picky,” Gavin said.

“Pizza sounds perfect,” she said.

Epilogue

Scarlet

Three Months Later

Scarlet took a deep breath and pulled the cupcakes out the oven, placing them on the cooling rack. Then she prodded them gently with a long skewer.

Austin looked over her shoulder.

“That’s not what cupcakes are supposed to look like,” he said, taking the skewer and poking the cupcakes. “They’re supposed to rise and get puffy.”

“I know what cupcakes are supposed to look like,” Scarlet snapped.

Austin put one big hand on her shoulder.

“Chill,” he said.

Scarlet rubbed her eyes with the heels of both hands, taking a deep breath.

“I’m sorry,” she said. “It’s just, I work at a
bakery,
how come I can’t get cupcakes right?”

“C’mere,” he said, and pulled her into a bear hug. “You’re stressing way too much about this. No one cares if you make perfect cupcakes or not, okay?”

“The whole pack is gonna be here,” she said. “I haven’t seen some of them since...”

She didn’t say,
since I got out of prison
.

“And they will be amazed that you’re not the same person who went in,” Austin assured her. “And anyone who says anything else is a backwards redneck who doesn’t deserve to know you, anyway.”

“Thanks,” she said, and pulled away.

He ruffled her hair, and she frowned, then fixed it, sighing. Ever since Austin had realized that she didn’t like having her hair mussed, he’d been doing it more. Maybe Trevor was rubbing off on him
too
much.

“Okay,” he said. “Let’s toss these in the trash and go see how Trevor and the kids are doing.”

In the living room, Trevor was on a ladder, hanging a yellow-and-green banner that said WELCOME, BABY.
 

Down below, Sloane directed him, one hand on her growing bump.

“What are you doing here?” Scarlet asked. “You’re supposed to be drinking sparkling apple juice and chilling out.”

“I was just—”

“Go!” Scarlet said with mock-sternness, pointing at the stairs.

Sloane went, sticking her tongue out. From the side of the room, Tim and Liz stood and watched.

“You two were supposed to prevent that,” she said.

“Us and what army?” asked Liz.

She had a point.

“Does this look ok?” asked Trevor, still on a ladder.

“Yes,” said Austin.

The three of them had refused to find out the baby’s gender, and Sloane had turned out to be surprisingly militant about pink and blue stuff. Scarlet had a feeling she was about to get a boatload of each against her wishes, but that’s what baby showers were for.

The front door opened, and a stack of bakery boxes walked in. Austin rushed over and took them, revealing Scarlet’s boss, Annika.

“There’s more,” Annika said. “Your gentlemen are carrying the rest.”

Scarlet held the door open just in time for Chase and Gavin to come up the porch steps, each carrying even more boxes than Annika had been.

“Hi,” said Chase, pausing to give Scarlet a quick kiss.

“Hey,” said Gavin, doing the same.

“Are these
all
bakery stuff?” she called after them.

“Of course!” shouted back Annika. “Oh, and a cake. And two pies. And a tray of those shortbread things that you like...”

I’m about to drown in pastry
, Scarlet thought. She stood in the door to the kitchen, just staring at the table piled high with baked goods.

I’m kind of glad that the cupcakes didn’t turn out
, she thought.
What the hell was I going to do with one more thing
?

Trevor and Austin came back in, looking from the pile of bakery boxes to Chase and Gavin.

“How are you guys doing?” Trevor asked.

“Pretty good,” said Chase, eyeing the stack. “You?”

“Can’t complain,” Trevor said. “Though I have to admit, I wasn’t really expecting all this.”

“Sorry,” said Annika, rushing in. “I’m practicing for the wedding.”

Trevor and Austin both nodded like that explained it. Then Trevor frowned, glancing quickly at Scarlet.

“What wedding?” he asked, sounding just a little suspicious.

“Greta’s,” said Annika. “The woman who owns the Tooth and Claw.”

She followed Trevor’s gaze to Scarlet, and then laughed.

“Don’t worry, your little sister isn’t eloping,” she said, and winked at Scarlet.

Scarlet felt herself turn bright red.

It’s been three months! Everyone calm down!
she wanted to shout.

“Let’s find plates for this stuff!” she said instead, clapping her hands together a little too enthusiastically.

About an hour into the party, Scarlet finally got to relax. Sloane was happy and glowing, a mocktail in one hand and a pastry in the other. Trevor was always by her side, a hand on her back, and Scarlet felt a weird moment of pride for him.