Wolf's Pack (Wolves Next Door #3) - Auryn Hadley Page 0,100

felt, but Lane didn't care. The moment Seth was out of his way, Lane lifted me to my feet, standing only a second later. I felt him pull off his shirt and turned to look, only to see him smile deviously.

"Floor," he said, popping open the button on his jeans.

Seth's hands caught my arm, and he guided me to the carpet. Like me, he was still breathing hard, but while Lane got out of his pants, socks, and shoes, Seth stole a kiss. The first was fast, but the second was a little deeper, easing me onto my back. Then his hand found the side of my face and he turned me toward him.

The moment I was on my side, Lane dropped down behind me. He kissed my arm, completely ignoring Seth. Then my shoulder, making his way to my neck. There, he bit. Just once, before shifting to spoon up against me. I pulled my mouth from Seth's to look back, but Lane was waiting. He took his turn kissing my mouth, his tongue exploring quickly as Seth shifted to lie before me.

"Leg," Seth said, guiding my top knee up.

Lane caught it, pulling my calf across his thigh, spreading me. Then he angled himself into place, pressing against my opening. My ass was pressed against his hips, my back against his chest, and Seth was sliding his hand across my curves, watching me like he was starving. Lane eased himself in.

"Oh, that's nice," Seth breathed, moving his palm from my ribs to my breast.

I felt the rough skin tease across my achingly hard nipple. Seth's cognac eyes were locked on my face, judging my reactions, so he did it again, even as Lane eased partially out of my body.

"Kiss him," Lane told me.

My hands were free, so I caught the side of Seth's face and pulled him toward me. Our mouths met and Lane rocked into me again. Every time he buried himself in my body, it shoved my lips against Seth's mouth, but neither man cared. Tongues tangled. Bodies writhed. Hands teased and taunted. I could barely keep track of which one belonged to who, but I also didn't care.

Someone was holding my hip. Someone toyed with my breasts. Lane's teeth threatened the back of my neck, and his lips kissed it all away. The whole time, he pumped into me from behind, the three of us spread across the floor without shame. It was wild, almost feral, and I couldn't get enough. I rocked back, driving Lane deeper, and gasped against Seth's mouth. He drank it in, kissing me even harder as praise.

"Bite her," Seth hissed. "Stop teasing her."

"No," Lane said, thrusting even faster.

"Please," I begged.

He groaned beside my ear, but still wouldn't bite. Instead, Seth ducked under the other side of my neck and nipped at my pulse. "Mine," he whispered.

As if that was some kind of dare, Lane's teeth finally closed on the back of my neck, pressing hard enough to make me cry out. My core clenched, and Lane growled in the back of his throat, but his teeth didn't let go. Not until his arm reached around my chest to hook on my shoulder. But the moment his teeth released, Lane pulled, driving my body onto his the way I really wanted: hard.

My beast fucked me hard, but this was more than that. These men loved me. This wasn't empty or meaningless sex. It meant everything. It was us, my mates, loving without limits. This was honest, open love. This was what it meant to be a wolf, and pinned between them, I wanted nothing else in the world.

My gasps turned to moans. The moans became cries. Then, that turned into one single scream of passion as my body could take no more and I lost control. Seth kissed my open mouth. Lane let out a long, low grunt and tried to keep going, but it was just too much. He came, clinging to me desperately as it took us both together, and for a moment time seemed to just pause.

Then I remembered to breathe again. Lane sighed against the back of my neck, and Seth pushed damp strands of my hair from my face. Carefully, Lane shifted his hips, withdrawing from my body, and then he twisted. A moment later, that blanket landed across all three of us.

Seth pillowed his head on his bent arm, a soft smile on his lips. Lane hugged himself against my back, his cheek pressed against my