“Damn it, you’re so sweet,” he murmured as he flopped to the side and he kissed her when he and Nick pulled her up between them.

“Sweet? I just had a three-way with two alpha wolves! What’s sweet about that?”

Nick laughed at her indignation and bent to kiss her nose. “I think he means sweet, like dark chocolate is sweet. Sinful and good but with a bite.”

She crooked up a smile. “Oooh, good save.”

“Why does he get the credit? I’m the one who said it!”

“Sure, but I said it better.”

Tracy laughed at them. “We’re going to need a bigger bed.”

“And a house for your three-legged dog.” Gabe was quite charmed by Milton and he’d seen Tracy’s entire being light up when she’d seen him.

“Yeah. That’s the least of our problems right now.” Nick sighed.

Tracy tsked. “You’re right. Because well, if you must know, no one has gone down on me. I’m a growing girl, I need it.”

Gabe threw his head back and laughed. How long had it been since he’d felt so damned happy? Not in a very long time, if ever. And he’d certainly never felt the sense of family that he had right then.

“Well then, my love, let’s remedy that. Can’t neglect a growing girl, now can we?” He moved to kneel between her thighs and looked up the line of her body. So long and lean and pretty. Athletic and feminine, soft where she was supposed to be.

Her pu**y was gorgeous and he traced the furl there, glistening and wet. “Why isn’t this pierced?” He flicked a fingertip over her clit for emphasis.

Her breath caught. “It heals, or so I’ve been told. The ni**les stay and the ears and eyebrow, because the rings have a core of silver that keeps my body from healing and pushing out the piercings but doesn’t harm me. I’m not wild about putting that kind of thing near my clit. Damned werewolf super healing,” she laughed.

“Good, because I don’t want anyone else here looking at my pretty pu**y. The idea of any other men here between your thighs makes me irritated.” He moved his face closer and pulled at the hood with the tip of his tongue.

“I can’t remember them anymore.” And she wasn’t lying. How could anything else compare?

It was Nick’s turn to laugh as he moved to kiss her long and slow. His lips tasted her like she was something excruciatingly rare and delicious. Her hands were in his hair, holding his head to her.

He kissed like a man who viewed kissing as part of the lovemaking process. He didn’t just do it to get to the f**king. Nick Lawrence was a connoisseur of the kiss. Deliberate little nips of his teeth followed by flicks of his tongue to soothe the sting. His tongue seduced its way into her mouth, slid along hers in a sinuous dance, making her breathless and wanting more of him. Needing more of his taste as it mixed with Gabe’s.

Her hand wrapped around his c**k and her other found Gabe’s head.

Gabe loved o**l s*x. He loved to bring his partner pleasure in such an intimate way, loved to feel the changes in her body as her desire increased and she drew closer to coming. Each woman tasted a bit different but this one was so sweet that he knew he was already far past addicted. More than that, the wolf in him reacted to his own taste there. He needed her, she was an integral part of him now and he craved her touch, craved her voice and the cries of pleasure he brought her. Her taste would lie on his tongue until he died and he liked that very much.

So slick and responsive, her hips rolled up as he slid two fingers into her and hooked them. He’d found her sweet spot earlier that day and smiled against her flesh as he found it again and she jumped with a gasp that Nick eagerly swallowed.

His woman was not shy sexually. She knew what she wanted and she pressed herself greedily as he ate at her pu**y. He loved it that she arched up when he moved his face from side to side quickly against her clit.

Rolling his eyes up, he watched as Nick laved over those freckles and down to her ni**les, taking one and then the other into his mouth. It must be something about the bond because he couldn’t imagine watching any male touching his mate like that and not killing him. But far from jealous rage, he loved watching Nick touch her.

Gabe watched her as he drew slick fingers down to the star of her rear passage and stroked over it. Her eyes opened and she instinctively tried to close her legs against him but his shoulders held her wide open to him.

“Shhh. If you don’t like it I’ll stop. I’d never hurt you or force you to do anything. But I would like both Nick and I to f**k you at the same time. Let me stretch you. It won’t be tonight.” Gabe waited until she relaxed. Slowly, the fingers stroking over her anus gave more pressure until he slowly entered just a little bit.

Holy shit, she was so tight. If her reaction to his first touches hadn’t showed her as a newcomer to anal sex, the way she felt would have been a sure sign. He made a mental note to investigate some toys for her as he continued to lap at her flesh, devouring the sounds she made as much as he did her honey.

Nick kissed his way down her belly and Tracy thought she’d come on the spot as his tongue joined Gabe’s.

“Oh my word…” she gasped. “Yes, please yes.”

Her entire body began to tremble. Nick’s palms burned into the skin of her inner thighs where he held her. Two tongues on her pu**y, two fingers deep in her pu**y and one tickling her ass, it was too much and for the first time she screamed as she came, unable not to.