Thrown to her Wolves by Margo Collins (best motivational novels txt) 📗

so that I practically straddled him, and then I wrapped my arms around his neck and wound my fingers into his hair.

The sensation of his chest pressing against mine, the slight scrape as I adjusted my arms, caused my nipples to tighten, sending almost painful tremors of desire flashing through every part of my body. Sitting up high on my knees, I tilted my forehead down to touch his.

“Something like this?” I asked softly.

“Oh, it’s definitely a start.”

With his hands that were so enormous compared to my own, Owen spanned my hips, exerting a gentle pressure designed to slide my body down the front of him until I settled comfortably and tightly against him.

“And that’s even closer,” I whispered, before pressing my lips against his. And when he pressed his own tongue into my mouth to tangle with mine, it was everything a kiss should be.

Even so, we were tentative at first, gently exploring each other through the kiss.

It didn’t take long, however, for us to add their hands to the exploration. When Owen’s thumbs brushed across my nipples, I found myself arching toward him, silently begging for more. And Owen obliged, cupping my breasts with both hands, lightly squeezing the nipples until I gasped.

He bent his head to take one of my breasts into his mouth.

“God, I want you,” he whispered as he dropped kisses into the valley between my breasts.

I took off the lingerie slowly, making sure he watched me.

Finally, when I was naked, I began kissing him, teasing him.

Carefully, I positioned him at my opening, and then slid down onto the long, hard length of his cock. When he was as deep inside me as I could manage, he reached up to grasp my hips, his fingers digging in tightly as he stared into my eyes and pulled me down even farther. I began rocking back and forth.

Owen clenched his jaw as he fought to remain completely still.

Finally, I nodded at him, the gesture enough for him to grin at me and start matching my movements, stroke for stroke. And as we moved together, I felt something building inside me.

It swirled through me, over me, under, inside and out, until I could almost see it surrounding me in a swirl of light that pulsed with the rhythm Owen and I maintained.

And as it pulsed, I felt Owen begin to swell inside me, growing as we moved faster and faster.

My body convulsed around Owen at the exact moment his own orgasm hit, and he pushed himself up hard and fast inside me, holding my hips down against his cock, the broad heat of him stretching me around him as he cried out my name.

And again, I felt the pack magic settle further into me.

Chapter 5

The next morning, I awoke with a smile on my face, snuggled up against Owen. His arm around me made me feel safe, secure.

I continued smiling most of the morning, especially after Owen kissed me goodbye and went to deal with some of the pack issues.

By that afternoon, though, I was nervous again. Tara came up to help me with my hair and makeup.

“Why are you nervous now?” she asked. “You went through this last night.”

“And that’s why I’m worried. Because it was wonderful,” I confessed. “But what if tonight isn’t as good? What if Liam resents being second? What if I am not able…” I let my voice trail off.

“Are you suggesting that you’re afraid you might not be as hot for my brother as you are for your other mates?” Tara teased.

“No, not at all. But what if he’s not as interested in me as Owen is? Will I start to care about Owen more? What if Liam’s better? Will I like Owen less?”

“You are a mess,” Tara proclaimed. “You need to take a deep breath and relax. Your three pack-alpha mates are very different from one another. You’ll have different relationships with them, and they know that. Remember, they came up with this idea themselves. You don’t have to try to make it perfect. Let them do that.”

I took a deep breath and nodded. Tara was right. This wasn’t my plan at all, and the three men I was with had decided to work together to turn this into something real. I needed to trust that they could do that.

Stepping down into the kitchen this time was even stranger than the day before.

This time, I could hear the words James was saying to Liam. “… Anything extra you’d like to add to the ceremony?”

“No. I liked what you did last night. Just make me her pack-alpha mate and I think we will be good.”

I blinked. Liam really was okay with it. He sounded happy and confident, not at all worried. That was good. I needed to know that he was on board with this.

My wolf senses had heightened in other ways, too. For one thing, my sense of smell was even sharper. The scent of burgers had faded in the kitchen, but I could still pick it up. And out in the crowd tonight, I could scent both Owen and Dean.

Owen still carried the smell of me upon him, even through the scent of soap and shampoo. The smell of the two of us combined on his skin sent heat arrowing straight down to the center of my being.

Suddenly, the thought of smelling myself on all three of my pack-alpha mates didn’t seem strange at all. It seemed sexy as hell.

I stepped out into the main room, and from there, the ceremony really did follow the one from the night before.

Right up until I felt the pack magic settle over, around, and then into us. I clasped Liam’s hand tightly as he stood next to me, just letting that sense of combined belonging