Free Wendy's Wild Wolves [Shy River Pack 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Bec Adams Page A

his fingertips.
    “Or maybe you should do what I wanted to do but am too scared to in case I hurt him with my lack of recent…ah…practice.”
    Donovan grinned happily, his touch growing bolder as he watched Wendy’s face closely. He didn’t ask Sogarn if he agreed. He just slid down the bed and pressed his mouth to the top of his cock. Sogarn arched off the bed, the sudden, intimate touch nearly overwhelming. Wendy caressed him as Donovan sucked hard against the head of his cock and gently guided Wendy’s mouth to Sogarn’s. The kiss they shared was both gentle and exploring, and hot and wild.
    Donovan eased away just long enough to give Wendy instructions on how he wanted her to kiss Sogarn and then turned his attention back to Sogarn’s cock, engulfing his full length in one deep swallow. Her warm hand caressed his face as Donovan’s larger one held him pressed to the mattress, his mouth working over his cock, the touch both achingly familiar and excitingly new. Between the two of them he was quickly at the brink of orgasm, too overwhelmed, too amazed to even consider why this probably wasn’t a good idea.

Chapter Nine
     
    Donovan knew that he should be trying to slow things down, but after three months getting to know Wendy more closely, it was a temptation he could no longer resist. Polly was being watched and protected by a dozen of their packmates, all authorized to help apprehend the suspect behind the assassination attempts. Apparently the alpha had been quite excited at the chance to cause upheaval in the avian kingdoms, because he’d sent his most experienced soldiers. Predictably, he’d been pissed about a human learning the truth and had promised there would be consequences—after the assignment was finished. Technically neither Sogarn nor Donovan were even in charge of this operation. They were supposed to be the distraction. That was all.
    So in a very real sense he and Sogarn could relax. It was quite literally their first bit of real downtime in years, and Donovan fully intended to enjoy it.
    He felt the exact moment that Sogarn took over the kiss with Wendy. All three of them groaned as Sogarn lifted up off the bed, forcing his cock deeper into Donovan’s throat. He sucked harder, holding him in place as Wendy moaned against Sogarn’s lips and his orgasm inched closer.
    Wendy shook as her arousal grew. Donovan could imagine exactly what he would like to happen next. He could almost feel what it would be like to be buried in Wendy’s pussy as he sucked Sogarn to completion.
    But he dragged back his own arousal, knowing that of the three of them he was the one who needed to keep a clear head. He was a dominant guy, and it had been a very long time since he and Sogarn had held a fragile human woman between them. It didn’t help his self-control, though, when Wendy wriggled closer, her hand reaching for his cock before he could stop her.
    She caressed him as Sogarn groaned and spilled into his mouth. Donovan managed to grab Wendy’s wayward hand as he swallowed and caressed Sogarn’s softening erection with his tongue. Finally, his lover relaxed back against the pillows, sighing quietly at the same moment that Wendy gave up trying to touch Donovan with her hands and instead moved to rub her whole body against him.
    He wasn’t entirely sure how much was arousal from her fantasy fulfillment and how much was a natural, but possibly ill-advised, need to reaffirm life after the events of the past few days. The only thing he was certain about was that Wendy didn’t know either of them well enough to have sex just now.
    When he took his woman, it would have nothing to do with fantasy or life-and-death situations and everything to do with mutual pleasure.
    That last thought stopped him short.
    Wendy barely knew them at all as men. Thinking of her as theirs was foolhardy. Up until a couple of days ago she’d thought she was talking to wolves, and despite her current behavior, she didn’t seem the