Receive the cocks that were pressing into her. Receive the emotions both her mates were broadcasting.

Receive the love in the room and the sweat and come and caresses of mouths and hands. Receive the sounds of Nick’s and Gabe’s climaxes coming, the spasms of cocks and thrusting of muscles until there was nothing left to do but fall in a tangle of arms and legs onto the bed, utterly boneless.

She mumbled something into the pillow and Milton barked and jumped on the bed when Gabe got up.

A sloppy, wet kiss from Milton revived her into a laugh. Rolling a bit back into Nick’s body, she scratched right under Milton’s chin in the way he liked best. “Well, wow,” she said to no one in particular.

Nick laughed behind her and reached around to pet the top of Milton’s head. “Yeah, that’ll do.”

“You like Milty! I knew it.” Craning her neck, she looked back at him and he gave her a rueful smile.

“For a three-legged dog, he’s not half bad. But he can’t sleep in our bed. I draw the line there.”

Gabe snorted as he came into the room. “The dog has a bed nearly as nice as ours and a doggie door just his size leading into the backyard. He doesn’t need our bed.”

“He needs a good foundation to sleep on!” Tracy said, sitting up to kiss Milton’s head. He gave a doggie groan of happiness and then, knowing the direction of the conversation, hopped down and went over to his bed and got in it, grinning up at the three of them before closing his eyes.

“So what time do we need to get out of here tomorrow?” Tracy snuggled down between them, breathing in that intoxicating combination of sex and male and wolf.

“National is sending a plane for us at ten. And yes, I made arrangements for Milton to come along too.”

Tracy grinned at him from beneath her lashes. “I love that about you. You have this air of untouchable old school about you but beneath that, you’re a big old softie.” She smirked. “Okay, well, where I’m concerned anyway. Where others are concerned, you’re a hardass and that’s so sexy. Like I’m the only one who gets to see the sweet, furry underbelly.”

“I’m not sure if I should take that as a compliment or not.”

Tracy snorted a laugh. “Of course you should. The both of you are all scary big bad wolf business, but with me you’re sweet and considerate. I like that very, very much. Makes me feel deliciously girly. But if you tell anyone that I’ll deny it.”

Nick barked out a surprised laugh and kissed the top of her head. “It’s nice to have one area of my life

where I can let my guard down, you know? A soft, beautiful woman to bury my c**k in, to share my troubles with, who has my back.”

“Oh yeah. Babe, that bit tonight when you took Sarah out? Wow,” Gabe growled and rolled his c**k into her side.

She grinned at him. “You liked that? I wanted to rip her f**king head off her neck for talking to Nick that way. I’m sorry, sweetie, I know this has to be hard for you.” She turned to Nick.

“Oh, no. Gabe’s right. I wanted to turn and rip your jeans off and f**k you right there, even in the midst of all that turmoil. When you’re all Alpha like that? Seriously sexy. And when you get jealous?” He shivered and she fluttered her lashes.

Chapter Eight

The plane ride was relatively painless. Milton got to ride in the cabin with them because it was a private plane and he immediately charmed the flight attendant, who kept sneaking him treats.

A car met them at the airport and drove them to Gabe’s home in the Back Bay.

“But where do you all run? I can’t imagine you all changing and galloping through the Boston Commons under the moon.”

“Believe it or not, there’s quite a bit of wilderness within a half an hour from here. We can’t be as spontaneous as you all can back in the Northwest, but we urban wolves get by.” He winked.

Tracy took in the sights as they drove past them. She loved Boston already. It was so beautiful. So much history juxtaposed with modern glass buildings, wide-open parks and close-built neighborhoods. It was so many things at once.

Like Gabe’s home, which was actually a condo in a building overlooking the water. “Don’t worry, honey, the Pack owns the building and dogs are welcome. If we can’t walk Milton, my assistant will be happy to.”

Tracy sighed at how wonderful he was.

Yep, impressive all right. When she walked into the giant open front foyer it fairly screamed out old-world elegance. Tall vases flanked the large double doors and she tried not to stare at it all openmouthed like a bumpkin.

A tall woman glided into view and smiled at Gabe. “You’re here. Welcome home.” She approached and kissed his cheek. But before Tracy could get annoyed, the woman turned to her and grinned. “You must be Tracy. I’m so pleased to meet you! I’m Julie, Gabe’s assistant. Please come in. I’ve prepared the master suite for you.”

With that, Julie swept her into a hug filled with genuine warmth.

Milton barked and Julie looked down at him and put her hands on her hips. “And you must be Milton.

I’m pleased to meet you as well. Gabe told me all about you and I can’t wait to get to know you better.

I’ve even got a bed for you all made. But for now, do you want to go on a walk?”

“Oh that’s all right. I can take him. It’s not necessary for you to do that.”

“Really, it’s my pleasure. I love dogs but my mate is allergic. I know, makes me laugh too, considering.