“Fuck yes!” she yelled. “Give it to me.”
He did. Slamming into her, he dug his fingers into her ass cheeks spreading her wide, and the rougher he got, the more she yelled, until with a strident scream, she came. Holy fuck. Frank’s head went back as he thrust one last time into her and let go, his cock spurting. He kept his fingers buried into the flesh of her ass, his own cheeks clenched tight as he let himself bask in the sinfully sweet sensation of her sex spasming around him.
The only way it could have been better was if he sank his teeth into her skin and made her his, because he knew, without a doubt, Deena was meant as his mate. His and Simon’s, he’d wager. The problem remained though, how to get her to realize it too.
Simon bounded out of the bed as soon as Frank entered smelling of sex and Deena.
“What the fuck!” he yelled at his best friend, his fists clenched at his side.
Frank blushed and shrugged. “I, um went to talk to Deena about hooking up with you again.”
“Really, and your cock just happened to fall into her pussy?” Simon retorted.
“She didn’t give me much of a choice. It’s like she suddenly couldn’t keep her hands off me, and honestly, I couldn’t find the strength to say no.”
Shoulders slumping Simon sank back onto his bed. “Tell me about it. I guess your theory of us being fated mates though was wrong.”
“Actually, I think it was right, but with one added difference. I think we’re both destined to be hers.”
“What?” Simon’s head shot up and he looked at his best friend with incredulity. “Why the hell would you think that?”
“I was thinking. Remember the pack histories. How often does a female alpha rise to the position of pack leader?”
“Rarely. And your point?”
“Think. Use that big brain of yours for something other than math for a second. What made their reigns different other than their sex?”
Simon mentally flipped through his history lessons, bringing to mind the few famous women who’d owned the strength and temerity to rule. His eyes widened as the answer came to him. “They usually mated with two or more men.”
Nodding his head quickly, Frank waved his hands. “And in most cases, the males they chose weren’t the strongest, but—“
“The smartest.” Simon laughed. “Okay, so the situation might not be as fucked up as it appears. Does that mean she wants us?”
Frank’s smile faded. “No. She thinks we’re too weak to take on the role of mates. She’s under the misconception that only a strong male can handle the flack.”
“Bullshit. If anyone can handle some taunting, it’s us. We do, after all, have experience.”
“Exactly. But the problem is how do we make her understand? Although…” Frank took on a pensive mien.
“What? I can tell you’ve got something brewing up there. Spill.”
“Did you know Deena has a submissive side in the bedroom?”
“Like fuck.”
“No, seriously. I was so into the moment that I slapped her ass and told her to behave.”
Simon peeked down at his friend’s crotch. “I don’t see any blood.”
“Of course you don’t ’cause she liked it,” Frank replied smugly. “I think that while she might act tough as nails, deep down, she’s just a woman looking for someone to take charge.”
“And love her,” Simon added. At his friend’s puzzled look, he explained. “Think of how hard it must be to constantly have to prove herself. Anytime she’s out in public, she’s got to be tough tougher even than a male pack leader because she’s a woman and we both know how chauvinist our kind can be. She can’t allow herself to be soft, not if she wants respect. I bet you she doesn’t have a lot of close friends either. Kind of like us growing up. No one wanted to associate with the pack runts. With her though, she can’t show weakness.”
“But she could to her mates,” Frank said, his tone musing. “If the right man, or men, came along, who wouldn’t constantly challenge her for power, who were content to let her lead outside the bedroom…”
“Then behind closed doors, with mates she can trust, she could let loose.”
“Or so we hope,” Frank chuckled. “But how do we convince her?”
Heat spread through Simon’s cheeks before he managed to blurt the words. “We need to tempt her with our bodies.”
Frank snorted, then laughed. “That sounds so fucking stupid, but, I think you might have something. Once she met us, she didn’t even wait two minutes before dragging us off to have sex.”
“Think of how much worse the mating fever will be with two of us,” Simon added, unable to stop grinning at the absurdity of the situation. “I can’t even believe I’m saying it. I mean, I know we just met her and all, but I can’t stop thinking about her.”
“Ditto. So how do we launch our plan?”
“Tonight, at the dinner. She’s sure to be there. When the dancing starts, we’ll make our move.”
“Together?”
Again a blush invaded him. “Yeah. If she’s meant to be both our mates, then we’d better get used to tag teaming.”
“It will be just like that time we did Kerry together in college. Remember how fucking awesome that was? Just remember to keep your man parts to yourself.”
“I’ll be too busy trying to stick it into her, idiot.”
“Dumbass.”
They looked at each other and laughed. Crazy, fucked up and possibly suicidal, Simon couldn’t deny his excitement at the thought of claiming Deena as his, forever.
Hopefully, she didn’t kill them for their temerity.
Chapter Five
After the wild sex, Deena threw Frank out, just like she had with Simon, unable to deal with the emotional turmoil and savage need of her wolf. She’d lost control again, almost biting the little geek, who somehow turned the tables and thought to master her. Even more fucked up, she liked it.
Usually in the bedroom, Deena took control. It didn’t matter how strong the guy was that she decided to fuck, they did what she said. None ever had the balls to take command of the situation, and none ever, ever dared to slap her and threaten to withhold their cock.
It made her wet just thinking about it. How Frank knew what she craved, when even she never guessed, baffled her. Just like she didn’t understand how she could experience the most earth-shattering orgasms with the two most unimposing men she’d ever met. And yet, she couldn’t deny she enjoyed their erotic touch. Wanted to see them again, fuck them, or even better, let them fuck her until she begged for mercy.
Her need shamed her. Where was her strength and will when it came to the pair? She’d only briefly met each of them, and yet now, couldn’t stop thinking of them? Wondering how and when she’d see them again?
What if it’s never?
No! The very idea that she’d never encounter them again saw her bounding off the bed and stalking her room. But the truth remained, despite what she wanted, they could very well disappear. She only knew their first name, nothing else. Although, Frank did let it slip that Simon was related to an alpha leader. However, dozens of them were in attendance for the eclipse the following afternoon. How could she approach them and find her geek boys without voicing her request aloud? Without looking…needy?
And what will I do with them once I find them?
Bite them both and keep them, growled her wolf. Deena recoiled from wolf’s clear desire. Mark two men who couldn’t fight their out of a paper bag? The idea went beyond preposterous. They wouldn’t last a day as her mates. Her inner beast snorted. Claim them before some other bitch spreads her thighs. We both know what happens on the eclipse. Things got wild, and individuals got together that usually wouldn’t have spared each other a glance. There stood a very good chance that her nerds would find themselves tossed to the ground and ravished by some enthusiastic she-wolf.