Wolf's Pack (Wolves Next Door #3) - Auryn Hadley Page 0,98

his hands moved to my back, kneading at the muscles on either side of my spine. Seth cleared his throat pointedly, then gestured to a tube of massage oil on the end table. Lane had to lean to reach it, but he still didn't let me up. I could feel his hardness pressing into my rump, though.

Then Seth knelt in front of me and lifted my leg, working at my bare foot. "Believe it or not, Elena, we really do like to spoil you."

I moaned when he found a sore spot. "I'm kinda getting that impression."

The words were barely out of my mouth before Lane's hands were on my back again, but this time, they were slick. He pushed both of his thumbs upward, right along the length of my spine, and I moaned, letting my eyes close to enjoy this. Seth's hands made their way across the bottom of my foot, focusing on any place that earned another sound, but sometimes those were for Lane instead.

The men didn't seem to care. Seth eventually moved to the other foot, then up to my calf. Lane's hands shifted to my shoulders. In truth, I really did ache. Bridget's medicine helped, but the last thing I needed was to become dependent on that, so I only used it when I had to. This? It worked a lot better, in my opinion, and the pair of men were a lot more tempting than swallowing a foul-tasting pill.

But there was something about sitting on Lane's lap, completely naked, in the middle of their living room. As Seth's hands moved higher, I felt the need to squirm a little more. Then Lane's lips found the back of my neck. I relaxed my head back, giving him more room, so he kissed again just as Seth's hands began to work the aches from my inner thigh.

I moaned.

So Seth bent, kissing the spot he'd just rubbed. My legs relaxed a little more, spreading for him, and he murmured against my skin. The next kiss was higher. Lane's hands moved lower, sliding across my ribs. Then back up until he found my arms. There, he kneaded my biceps, guiding my arms tight against my body.

Then Seth flicked the tip of his tongue across the junction of my legs. One of my hands clawed at Lane's leg. The other reached for the back of Seth's head, holding him right there. Lane simply kissed my neck, but I knew he wasn't oblivious to what was happening before him.

"You sure you still want those pants on?" I asked him.

He chuckled softly. "Spoiling, little bunny. And I told you that you were made to be eaten."

Seth flicked his tongue across me again, spreading my folds. My nails scraped across Lane's jeans. "I thought you were supposed to do the eating."

"Not necessarily, no." Lane sounded just a little too amused. "I'm supposed to make sure you're taken care of. Seth? He's been dying for a taste." And then Lane spread his legs, effectively forcing mine wider in the process. "Believe it or not, Ian isn't the only one who likes to watch you."

Then Seth leaned in just a little more and sucked at my clit. With Lane's arms around me, holding me against his chest, there wasn't much I could do but take it - and moan. He had one pinning my right arm to my ribs. His hand on that side was pressed against my belly, keeping my hips from thrusting. The other arm was pressed between my breasts with his hand resting just at the base of my throat, tilting my neck toward his lips.

"What is mine is his," Lane whispered against my skin. "And you, little bunny, are very much mine."

"Yes," I breathed just as Seth's tongue flicked over my clit. "Lane..."

"Sometimes," Lane said, "you don't have to do anything but take." He kissed at the corner of my jaw, but his eyes were on what Seth was doing between my legs. "Does that feel good?"

"Yes," I panted.

He murmured his appreciation and kissed the spot just beneath my ear. "Did you want him to stop?"

"No," I whispered. "I want more."

Seth immediately pushed two fingers into me, but his mouth never stopped. He licked, he sucked, and he pumped his hand into me until I didn't care about anything else. My hips tried to buck, but Lane's hand held me still so Seth could have his way with me. My breasts ached to be touched, the nipples so hard, but neither