Bram’s hand slid up underneath the bottom of her tank to cup her breast. His thumb brushed her nipple and her inner walls clenched, wet, ready…for them both. He rocked into her, and she arched for him. The action pushed her breasts into Shane’s chest as well as Bram’s hand.
She kept her eyes open, watching the way Shane’s darkened and that little ring of yellow around his eyes began to glow. That came with either intense arousal or his wolf coming to the surface. Right then, she had a feeling it was a little bit of both. With any other wolf, in any other way of creating a new shifter, what Shane was doing right now wouldn’t have been possible. He shouldn’t have been able to shift so soon after a bite, shouldn’t have been able to feel the intense pull towards her and Bram as he was. He also shouldn’t have the control he did to hold her so close and not pound her against a wall with such intensity that they’d be a pile of limbs in the end.
That would come soon, she knew, but Shane was like no other wolf.
And he’d been practicing his control with her and Bram for enough time that she knew whatever happened tonight, it would be him, and not his lack of control.
“She’s soft everywhere, Shane,” Bram finally answered, pulling Charlotte into the present. She hadn’t been too far gone, though, not with both of them touching her as they were. “Wait until you taste her. Like sugar and silk.”
With one hand on her breast, Bram slid the other under the top of her leggings to cup her. She moaned, unable to hold the sound back. She hadn’t worn panties or a bra to shift as it would have only gotten in the way, and now she had a feeling all three of them would enjoy the lack of barriers. And the men wore only sweats—no underwear, no shirts.
Just hard men, hard cocks, and a need for her.
Her body melted into them both. She hadn’t thought it would be so hot to have two men touch her, hold her, need her, and at the same time, talk about her with her in the room as if they couldn’t get enough of her.
Despite her past and what she’d thought her entire life, Charlotte was indeed a lucky woman tonight.
And perhaps for longer than a single night if things worked out the way they should. The way they could.
Shane kissed her then, his tongue sliding along hers in a sexual caress that made her want to wrap her leg around his waist and rock against him until she came. Seeming to know that, Bram slid his fingers over her clit, finding her wet and ready for them. He groaned into her shoulder, sliding two fingers deep inside. At the feeling of his fingers so deep inside her cunt, she gasped into Shane’s mouth. He took the sound and deepened the kiss, wrapping his arms around her and Bram. When Bram groaned behind her, she had a feeling Shane was holding their other man and not her.
Goddess, how had this happened? How had she gone from a broken wolf to a woman with not one, but two men? She didn’t deserve this, but she was just selfish enough to take it and never let go.
She pulled away, gasping. “Tonight, if the moon goddess shines her light on us, there will be a bond. Are you okay with that?” She wasn’t sure if she was asking Bram or Shane, or even herself at that moment.
Shane kissed her chin then moved over her head to do the same to Bram.
Seriously, freaking hot as hell.
“I don’t know about the moon goddess, but what I’m feeling isn’t going away. It hasn’t since I first saw you. And yeah, it’s taking a leap of faith, but I know deep down in my gut that this is the right thing to do. We’re stronger together than we are apart, and I know I don’t want to face what’s to come without you. Without either of you.”
Charlotte turned then, forcing Bram’s hold on her to lessen. He slid his hands over her hips instead, and she rested her back on Shane’s front. “And you?”
Bram frowned, and her heart ached. What if he said no? What if he walked away because she hadn’t been enough the first time?
When he let out a low growl, this one far more dangerous than anything let out during heat, her eyes widened.
“If I see you giving me that look again, I’m going to bend you over my knee and spank you.” His voice was low, deadly.
“I might like to see that,” Shane said with a teasing tone to his voice. “Just saying.”