Dawn Endeavor 1: Fallon's Flame by Marie Harte (best love novels of all time TXT) 📗

The men showed no signs of stopping.

“Jesse, I need to rest.”

Just ahead of her, he slowed. Behind her, Gunnar stopped.

Not winded whatsoever, Jesse called to the others. “Jules, Hayashi, why don't you two go on up ahead and scout? We have to be close. I could use a break, and I'm sure Olivia could as well.”

Jules nodded. “Good idea. You three stay here while we check ahead. If Hayashi's right, there shouldn't be much of a threat left.”

Gunnar growled, “You're not going in without us?”

“No. But I want a look at their security. If we can't tag Montaña or his men, we can at least see what they're working with. And again, whatever's left in the lab will help us track the bastards.”

Gunnar grunted. His idea of a yes, Olivia supposed. In his beastlike form, he towered over her and made Jesse look small. Sexy yet threatening. She liked the combination, but not more than her beast liked the look of her dark-haired, dark-skinned mate.

Jesse's eyes glowed as he studied her, and his body responded.

Gunnar's did as well.

“Ah, I have to… I need privacy.”

Jesse nodded to his left. “I don't hear anything threatening. We'll wait here.”

“Yeah.” Gunnar agreed. “Hear that? A small waterfall about three hundred meters south.

I'll find it. Meet you there.”

After Olivia took care of her needs, she returned and followed Jesse to Gunnar. A waterfall spilled over several large rocks and into a pool of water, where they found Gunnar standing waist-deep.

“Check it out. A bath, and I found some fruit. We're in luck.” He nodded to the bank, where a large cluster of bananas sat.

Olivia glanced with suspicion at the fruit. “Be careful. The banana spider is one of the most venomous in the world. They hide in the dark places of the plant.” Jesse bent down to inspect the fruit and stood with his palm out. “Like this one?”

“Don't move!”

“Relax. He couldn't bite me if he wanted to. Remember, honey, toughened skin.” He put the spider back down.

She watched it scuttle under some leaves and relaxed, and Gunnar grinned.

“Come on, Olivia. Why not get wet?” he asked, the smirk on his face making the question more suggestive than it should have been.

“Back off,” Jesse rumbled, deep in his throat, and Gunnar's smile faded. “My mate, my female.”

Gunnar looked as if he wanted to argue, but to her surprise, he didn't.

Before she could question that possession thing again, her beast took charge. “You're mine.

And he's mine, if and when I say so,” she growled. She tripped Jesse, who fell flat on his back.

Olivia refused to give him quarter. She followed him down and straddled his body. In seconds she spread her knees wider and took him deep inside her pussy.

“Olivia.” Jesse moaned and clutched her hips hard enough to leave bruises, even in changed form. “Yeah, that's it. Ride me.”

She didn't argue, didn't do much more than soothe the ache inside her. The void inside her womb needed to be filled. And as much as she wanted Gunnar to want her, to sink inside her, only Jesse's seed would take root in her belly. Her mate, her conditions.

“Fuck me. She's aggressive and hot as hell,” Gunnar whispered from just behind her.

When he would have approached, she snarled at him to stay back and slammed herself over her lover time and time again.

He groaned and came inside her, but she didn't let up. Hungry for more, she shared her sexual frustration, mixing her needs with his violent climax until his emotions followed whatever she dictated.

“I want you inside me when I come,” she said over her shoulder. “In my ass while my mate fills me again.”

“Yes, ma'am,” Gunnar teased and joined them on the ground.

What should have been awkward worked surprisingly well. Gunnar fit himself inside her, stretching into her flesh with his lubed cock. He worked her, pushing her, using her to fuck Jesse, and the erotic notion fueled her desire.

Jesse pinched her nipples and sucked on any part of her he could reach. His kiss set her ablaze, the promise of so much more than just sex with every swipe of his tongue and hands all over her body.

She arched against him, her clit full and deliciously sensitive while Gunnar and Jesse filled her body.

“Come all over me,” Jesse murmured. “Make me wet with cream, baby.” Gunnar bit down on her shoulder. “Give it to him. Suck him dry, just as I fill up your fine ass. So fucking good, Olivia. So tight, honey.” Gunnar fucked her harder, ramming inside her with a force that would have really hurt a normal woman.

Her beast was in heaven. Two powerfully strong men at her disposal. And she already had her mate's seed.

She stared down at him, losing herself in his gaze as Gunnar continued to pound into her, driving her tighter and harder against her mate.

A burst of love tore from Jesse and filled her with joy.

Olivia couldn't stop herself. She let out a breathless cry and clenched Jesse's cock with her tight walls. He swore and gripped her hard as he came again, his painful pleasure a thing of beauty. Then Gunnar stiffened behind her and shuddered, moaning his pleasure.

The emotional catharsis eased the tension that had been building all night and day, and thoroughly wrung out, Olivia slumped down over Jesse.

Gunnar groaned as he withdrew. He left them to clean himself in the water.

“It just keeps getting better,” Jesse murmured and stroked her hair. His long nails scraped against her scalp, his restrained strength incredibly appealing. “Nothing matters but getting inside you. And not just with my cock.” His crudity shocked her out of her floating bliss. “But with my head. When you come, you leave yourself open,” he said quietly. “I can read everything. Your hurts, your angers, your pleasures, and your needs. I can give you what you need, you know.”

She didn't want to talk about anything. Olivia wanted to bask in the afterglow. How the hell