And when Bram slid his hand down her stomach and to her clit to play alongside Shane’s tongue, she came.
“Hell,” Shane bit out as he stood up again. “You are fucking gorgeous when you come, baby.”
She blinked up at him before smiling wide. “I’m glad you think so.” And with that, she went down to her knees. Before either man could say anything, she had their pants lowered and a cock in each hand. She pumped them once before licking the crown of Bram’s and then doing the same to Shane’s.
She was a dominant female wolf.
One of the fastest wolves within these two Packs.
And yet right then, she knew she’d never felt this bold, this fierce, this feminine before.
She wanted to take them both in her mouth, but her men had other ideas. Her men. She could get used to the sound of that.
Shane had her on her back on the bed and his mouth between her legs once again. Bram had kicked off his sweats, as had Shane apparently, and was behind Shane, doing something to the other man to make him moan.
“Get in me,” she cried out as Shane made her come. Again. “I’m not going to last the night if you guys keep making me come without your cocks in me.”
Shane snorted. “Well, if you’re going to be like that.” His eyes crossed, and he leaned over her. She took that as a good excuse to kiss his jaw and run her hands over his chest.
“What’s Bram doing back there?” she teased.
Bram moved to the side of Shane and licked his lips. “Just making sure our soldier here is ready.” He waved a bottle of lube, and she blinked.
“Where did you get that? I didn’t see you move.”
Bram shrugged. “I might have left a bag underneath Shane’s bed just in case.”
“Got to like a man who’s prepared…holy mother of God,” Shane breathed. “Right there, Bram. Holy…okay, I need to get in you Charlotte, or I’m going to come like a teenager right now all over your stomach, and I’d rather feel your sweet heat around me.”
She put her hands on his cheeks and brought him in for a kiss. “Then fuck me, Shane. Show me I’m yours.”
Shane bit down on her lower lip. “As long as you do the same for me.”
“Deal,” she breathed.
He positioned himself at her entrance and then slowly filled her. Her breath quickened, and she arched her back, taking him in deeper.
“Keep going,” Bram ordered from behind Shane. Charlotte looked up to see Bram’s hands on Shane’s hips, moving the man so the three of them were connected. “Make her ours, Shane, and when you’re fully seated, I’m going to do the same for you. You ready for that? I’m going to have my cock deep in your ass. You’ve only had my fingers tonight, but you’re ready for me aren’t you?”
Sweat slid down Shane’s chest, and Charlotte could barely breathe. She honestly couldn’t comprehend everything right now. It was too much, everything was too much, and yet she never wanted it to end.
When Shane fully entered her, she wrapped one leg tightly around his waist and used the other to bring Bram closer.
“Now,” Shane barked. “Fuck me now, Bram, then we’ll make love to our Charlotte, our mate.”
Mate.
Goddess how she’d wanted to hear that word. Always. And now she would have two.
The bond had to work. There was no other option, not anymore. Not when she’d lost her heart not only to Bram, but now Shane, as well. The man who had sacrificed everything for people he didn’t know and a cause he found just.
Bram moved, and Shane’s breath went choppy. Soon, Bram was so close to Shane’s back she knew he’d entered the other man, hot, ready, needy.
“Move,” she panted. “Please. I’m so close. Move.”
And they did. As one, Bram and Shane somehow found a rhythm where Bram made love to Shane, Shane to Charlotte, and when Charlotte arched her hips to meet them, she made love to both of them.
It was beautiful, everything it should have been with just Bram, but more than it could have been at any other time.
Her wolf paced, ready for the mating mark. As her body heated, her nipples hardening to the point where it hurt, she crashed over the edge of pleasure and came. Shane followed, Bram’s and Charlotte’s names on his lips, and when Bram shouted, she knew he’d come, as well.
And just like that, the first spark of the bond snapped into place. She could feel Shane deep inside her, not just her body, but in her heart, her soul.
Her wolf cried out in joy, and tears slid down Charlotte’s cheeks.
Her fangs elongated, and she bit into Shane’s shoulder, marking him as hers. When she released him, she panted as Shane did the same to her. They hadn’t had to teach him how to claim another. It was as instinctual as shifting, as being wolf. Bram had also bitten Shane’s other shoulder, cementing the men together.
“Mate,” she whispered, cupping Shane’s face.
“Mine,” he whispered and kissed her. “I can feel you and Bram. Both of you.”