Werewolves of Forever 06 - Wild Lust
it. But do it tonight. I’d like to get her to see Shannon tomorrow. I don’t want to keep lying to her.”
“At least she agreed to stay here until things calm down.”
Blane waited while Reese put Ripcord back in his stall. Rupert arrived to handle the rest of the horses. Together, the brothers walked to their home. A light burned from the bedroom they’d given Charlie.
“Blane.”
Blane followed Reese’s direction. A hitch trapped Reese’s breath before he could manage to get it started again.
The shadow against the threadbare curtains was a touch of heaven and hell rolled into one. Charlie’s back was to them as she dragged her shirt over her head and tossed it away. She lifted her arms to scoop her hair up then dropped it, causing a cascade of dark shadows against the curtains. The thin curtains didn’t hide anything from them. Instead, it gave her body an opaque essence that was even more titillating.
“I’m sure glad we haven’t gotten around to buying those new curtains.”
“Bro, I think it’s time to make sure our guest has everything she needs.”
Blane whistled, the yearning in the low sound echoing the ache in Reese’s cock as it sprung to attention. “When you’re right, you’re right. You know I’m all about hospitality.”
Reese picked up speed, heading for the steps. He growled as Blane yanked on his arm, pulling him back. “What the hell?”
“It’s wrong. Can’t you see that?” Blane spoke to him, but his focus was on the shapely figure above them. “We’re still lying to her, but we’re going to take her to bed? It doesn’t seem right.”
“We’ve already taken her separately. How much worse can it be to take her at the same time?”
Blane shook his head. “I don’t know. I want to go along with you, but—”
Charlie faced the curtain, glanced down, and looked straight at them. They could see her breasts, her raspberry nipples peeking upward on the swell of her breasts. Her slender body was outlined by the light of the moon, showing every curve from the soft fullness of her face down to the curve of her hips.
“Remember, we did save her life today.” Reese’s voice was almost guttural with his desire. His cock strained against the front of his jeans, and if he didn’t get relief soon, he’d die from his jeans cutting his cock in half.
“I guess you could say that.” Blane licked his lips. “Do you think she knows we’re watching her?”
“I think she’s counting on it.”
Reese left his brother behind as he hurried to the door. Leaving it open for Blane, he took the steps two at a time as he bounded toward the guest bedroom.
Charlie stepped away from the window. Even if she hadn’t seen them striding toward the house, she would’ve sensed they were coming. Their connection or link or whatever it was between them felt stronger, more vibrant the more times she came into contact with them. She knew they were still holding back a secret, yet it didn’t matter whenever she thought of them lying next to her, running their hands and tongues over her. She’d waited long enough to have them both in bed with her.
She walked to the bed, pulled down the covers, and slipped between the sheets. Spreading her hair out like she’d seen other women do in movies and in men’s magazines, she positioned her body in a seductive way.
Reese opened her door without knocking with Blane coming in right behind him. They stopped, side by side, twin gods to her vixen.
The air in the room changed, charging with the invisible connection that was always there whenever the men came around her. Thickening with energy, the air felt heavy with a primal blend of male and female pheromones mixed with a wild edge of abandonment.
“Charlie.” Blane stared at her, his eyes alight with adoration. The expression on Reese’s face wore more carnal lust than Blane’s, but she could smell both men’s arousal.
“Come on in, boys.” She slid her gaze over their bodies. “No, that’s wrong. I shouldn’t have called you boys. You’re men with a capital M .”
Reese came to one side of the bed as Blane took the other side. “And you’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen.”
Blane took hold of the sheet covering her and yanked it away. His quick inhale matched her gasp. “Reese is right. But I think you’ve got to be the sexiest woman in the entire world. Not just the sexiest one I’ve ever seen.”
Reese nodded, his hot gaze on her breasts. “When
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