Feast or Famine (Billionaire Werewolf 3)

Feast or Famine (Billionaire Werewolf 3)
Crymsyn Hart
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Copyright ©2019 Crymsyn Hart

“Sadie, is everything okay?”

She jumped when she heard Luke, one of her wolf mates. He came into the kitchen wearing nothing more than plaid pajama pants. He slipped his arm around her waist and nuzzled her neck. His beard tickled her skin as he kissed her. It was then he held her closer and growled.

The strange wolf who had entered the house looked up.

“Who is that?” Luke asked.

“I-I’m not sure. I… He looks like Greyson.”

The other male stopped eating mid-bite and dashed out of the kitchen onto the patio. Sadie broke loose from Luke’s grasp and ran after him, but the fleeing wolf disappeared into the densely wooded backyard. The full moon shone bright silver as it sank beneath the trees. The night would be over soon. She wanted to go farther into the forest, but Luke caught her hand.

“Hey, come back inside and tell me what happened. He’ll come back if he’s hungry enough. Sometimes strays are drawn by the smell of food or the energy of the pack. They might linger for a day, but they normally wander off. If he shows up in the morning, then Elijah can talk to him. Come back to bed.”

Sadie shook her head. “No. He’s more than some random wolf. I know it.”

Luke sighed. “If he is, then we can look for him in the daytime with Elijah. I missed you in our bed.” He slithered his hand underneath her robe and found her patch of curls. His finger massaged her clit and he fondled her breast with the other hand. His desire flared along the mental bond they shared. He trailed his tongue over her throat. Sadie sank into the bliss he evoked in her. The more he worked her clit, the more her thoughts of the strange wolf fell away. Luke squeezed her nipple until her breaths came in small pants. His fingers slid inside her. Sadie ground against his cock as it poked into her ass. “Do you think you can put him out of your mind for a few hours?”

“Oh, Luke.”

“What are you two doing down here?” Elijah, her other wolf mate, came into the kitchen. “I think I know what you’re doing. Shame on you for not inviting me.” Elijah kissed her.

Lust strangled any thoughts of the mysterious wolf that had dashed out of the house. Their emotions mingled with hers until she didn’t know where she ended, and they began. As Sadie sank deeper into their yearning, the animal nature of their wolves surged forward. All thoughts of the pleasure they wanted to draw out flew out the window. She needed them.

She raked her fingers down Elijah’s bare chest. He broke the kiss as she shoved her hands down his shorts. They had been gentle with her the night before, but the animal yearned for more. Elijah tugged at the belt of her robe. Luke pressed his teeth into the meat of her shoulder.

“Harder, Luke,” she urged.

Luke tore her robe from her shoulders. His dick pushed against her ass. The tips of his nails pierced her hips. Sadie growled with joy. Elijah kissed the other side of her throat. The beasts within took control. Their bodies writhed against one another. She kissed his throat and then bit into it. Elijah howled and grunted. She wrapped her arms around him trying to get closer.

Elijah’s scent enveloped her. The strong musk of the wolf and the aroma of his expensive cologne made her need him more. Knowing she had him at her mercy -- Elijah, a man who people bowed to and who had billions of dollars -- only made her understand the true power she possessed over him. Over both of them. Luke was an influential alpha. She hadn’t met his pack yet, but that would come. For now, this was all there was, the three of them bonding together.

“Sadie, what’re we doing?” Elijah groaned.

“You’re both fucking me.” Sadie pushed Elijah against the wall. He grabbed her ass and picked her up. “Is that a problem?”