Tucker
The wood crackled as it burned, the smell of wood fire filling the house. It was a comforting smell, which surprised me. Months ago, I would’ve avoided it altogether, knowing wood fire meant humans, and humans weren’t fond of wolves.
But now that I'd gotten used to my weaker skin, the scent reminded me of home, of Emma and the pack. Sitting in front of the flames, I looked back on what Emma had said when this all began, about how we should let the Earth die instead of sacrificing our love. At the time, I'd been loyal to our pack and the Earth, but now, I considered her words even more.
It was why I didn’t want her going to the ridge at all. The storm yesterday had been a welcomed delay, and while I didn’t think she’d find anything there, I disliked the possibility of her finishing the song just as much. As soon as she finished writing it, there was nothing we could do but keep to the laws of the guardians. And I wasn’t ready to give her up. None of us were.
The likelihood of the song coming to her today was nearly impossible, but that didn’t mean it couldn’t happen tomorrow, the next day or the day after that. Breathing around my anxiety, I stirred the fire one last time before replacing the gate and heading back upstairs. With the girls out at the ridge and the pack on another hunt, I had the house to myself, which suddenly felt empty without the two females or the five wolves running at my feet.
After closing the door to our room, I crawled under the sheets. Emma's and Luna’s scents were all over the bed, in the sheets as well as on the pillows. Their different flavors intermingled, intoxicating my mind, as my thoughts drifted to another place in time.
Emma was lying with me, her fingers combing my hair as Luna looked on. The she-wolf was uncomfortably quiet. She shared images of our run in the woods, and I groaned when Emma rested her head on my chest.
"You can have her, you know," Emma whispered into my ears. "She’s my gift to you."
I turned to kiss her on the forehead, opening my free arm and inviting the she-wolf into bed with us. She wore one of Emma’s thin nightgowns, the delicate fabric dropping to the floor around her ankles.
Luna paused alongside the bed, her fingertips trailing across the bedspread. Emma bit my ear, and I stirred under the blankets. My erratic heartbeat made it hard to breathe, and I tried not to lose consciousness when Luna curled up beside me, her naked skin smooth against mine.
With one female on either arm, my world started to spin. Their hands were like mirrored images, reaching down under the covers to rest along the insides of my thighs. They pulled themselves against me even more, one of them biting my neck while the other kissed me on the lips.
There were so many sensations at once, I blanked out. I thought of nothing. I heard and saw nothing. My shaft brushed against the bed sheets, completely ignored. I withdrew my arm from around Luna and placed a hand on my groin.
Both Luna and Emma glared at me, and as I moved my hand up and down my cock, Luna grabbed my hand from under the covers and held it against the bed.
"Patience," she growled, lowering her head to bite at my nipple.
I arched my back away from the bed, the silken sheets cool on my skin, almost too light for me to feel. Emma placed a leg over mine, immobilizing me from below as Luna did the same from above.
Completely lost to their will, I pleaded with Luna, sending her images of us together in the woods. In bed together.
She grinned. "I know what you want."
I whimpered, sucking in a lungful of air when something wet closed around my cock. I couldn't see Emma, but I could feel her. She wrapped her hands around the base of my shaft and licked at the head.
I thrust upward, into her touch, and, as punishment, Emma pulled away. I willed my body to lie still. The exercise was maddening. Each time Emma got a little further, bobbing her head up and down my length. And each time I moved, the seconds between encounters multiplied.
I’d come dangerously close to finishing twice as it was, my climax mounting as I held it back. Pleased with my performance, Emma sucked on me, her tongue tracing the vein along the underside of my shaft. While she pushed me to the edge, Luna put her fingers to my lips, the digits covered in her arousing scent.
My hips bucked away from the bed, and both females vanished.
It was too late for me to stop, and, holding my breath, I took over. In my mind, Luna and Emma were still there, their hands all over my body, their sweet nectar on my lips. And as I tasted them, my body convulsed, and I came onto the sheets.
Struggling for breath, I laid there, my mind reeling with pleasure. A part of me knew the females were still out, but a small part of me believed they'd been there all along.