Wolf-Bound: Unfamiliar Territory, page 15
She looked down at Collin, whose tiny fist rested on her breast. His eyes were open again, and his gaze traveled over her, from her eyes to her nose to her mouth and back to her eyes. Then again, these were weyr babies. Even half-weyr had sharper senses, and there’d been a fifty-fifty chance these twins would be full weyr. Maybe they were seeing a lot better than she would expect.
Curious, she raised a finger on her free hand, holding it before his face, wiggling it a little until he seemed to have it in focus. She then moved her hand slowly to the left, then to the right. He tracked her movements perfectly. When she took the finger away, his gaze went right back to her face.
“Yes, dear?” Damien had noticed her little experiment.
She blushed. “It seems like they can see us. I mean, really see us, even though infants aren’t supposed to be able to focus on anything for several weeks.”
Damien nodded. “Yep. They’re both full weyr. Our eyesight’s a lot sharper and develops faster. Also, you might not be breastfeeding for long. Our teeth come in sooner, and sharper, than humans. Might not be too comfortable for you.”
So, they were full weyr. Though she could sense weyr blood, she hadn’t been able to tell for sure. She didn’t know if that was because she was only half-weyr, or if it was because she was simply untrained. “Oh, well. I’ll just do it as long as I can.”
Collin had fallen back to sleep, not really sucking anymore. She slipped her nipple from his mouth. She looked at Damien. “Can you take him? I want to talk to Jake.” Her husband jumped up and carefully lifted his son from her arms.
Jake walked back to the right side of the bed, pulling a third chair close to the rail. Jenny depressed the trigger that lowered the side rail. He leaned in, resting an elbow on the edge of the bed, taking her hand in his. “What is it?”
“I wanted to talk to you about your baby. Theron. That’s what Tara decided to name him, after her grandfather. If that’s all right with you.”
He shrugged, looking uncomfortable.
She took his hand in both of hers, resting it on her tummy. “You need to know, she asked if Damien and I would adopt the baby.”
“What?”
“She was the first person I met when I came to this town, and we’ve become the best of friends, as close as sisters. She grew up with Damien and Devlin. She knows what they are, and she knows her baby will be half-weyr. She wants us to adopt him and raise him as our own.”
She saw the muscle in his jaw jump as he clenched his teeth. “She doesn’t want our baby.”
“It’s not like that, Jake. She’s worried that she doesn’t know enough. Isn’t prepared to raise a weyr. She knows how confusing it’s been for me since I found out what I am, what world I belong to. She doesn’t want that to happen to Theron.”
“I thought…I don’t know. Now that I’m here, I thought I’d be able to help her with that.”
“I suppose she might consider it, but…there’s someone else in her life. Someone she’s begun to care a great deal about. It would be hard, trying to raise Theron in the Way, while having to keep it a secret from Marshall.” She turned onto her side, a little painfully, and brought his hand up, resting her cheek against his palm. “I think if I tell her exactly what the situation is between us, she’ll give you full custody, if that’s what you want.”
He relaxed. “You know it is.”
She smiled. “The guys and I have been talking. There are a couple of empty cottages on our land. The story’s going to be that you’re an old college buddy of Damien’s who ran into Tara in New Orleans. When you found out about the pregnancy, you decided to relocate to Wyoming, to be near your son, and Damien hired you to head our conservation efforts on the mountain. We’ll lead people to believe that you’re living in one of the other homes, but of course you won’t have to do that.”
“Sounds plausible.” But he frowned. “Do you think Tara will still want to be a part of Theron’s life?”
“Not as a mother. I think she’ll be satisfied with being our friend and being able to watch him grow in that capacity.”
He nodded thoughtfully. “All right.”
Jenny studied his face. “Jake?”
“Hmm?”
“What did you feel for her?”
His brow creased. “I’m not sure. She’s attractive, of course. And she knew what we were. It was exciting, having sex with a full human that wanted us so badly. Wanted us specifically that way. We’d never had sex with a full human in our weyr forms before.” He shook his head. “But mostly, it was Johnathan. He used to have premonitions…” He peeked at her from beneath his long lashes, as if he thought she wouldn’t believe him.
“I understand. Devlin’s the same way.”
“He told me she was the one. That we were fated to mate with her. I didn’t feel that way, but he never doubted his visions, so I went along with it. But I guess he didn’t see…the rest.” His eyes searched hers. “Does it bother you?”
Jen shook her head. “I believe everything has happened this way for a reason. How else would we have met? Maybe Tara’s pregnancy and…other things have all been leading to this, to you joining our pack.”
A shadow of pain crossed his face. “I would have wished for an easier way.”
“Oh, Jake.” Jen kissed his hand. “Me, too. But you’re here now, head of the pack, and your son will be here soon. Your brother would be happy for you, don’t you think?”
He grimaced, pulling her into a tight embrace. “I can’t do it without you.”
“You don’t have to, Jake. I’m yours, and you’re ours. Forever.”
“Jen’s right.” Dev had settled Cale in his crib and snuck up on them. He flung an arm over each of their shoulders. “You’re stuck with us now. That’s what you get for choosing a pack while you’re rogue.”
Jake stiffened at first, then started chuckling. He leaned back, tears in his eyes, but a smile on his face. “Is he always like this?”
Jenny grinned. “Always.”
A few hours later, she rested quietly in bed.
Nurses had taken the babies to the nursery for the usual round of checks, and the guys had gone out to get something to eat. With dominance established, they appeared to be settling into an easy camaraderie, though she didn’t kid herself that there wouldn’t be times in the future when they’d butt heads.
Soft tapping interrupted her train of thought. She glanced up as Tara peeked her head in. “Hey, Jen! You up to a visit?”
“Yes!” Jenny raised the head of the bed and held out her arms.
Tara walked in and gave her a hug. “I went by the nursery. Oh, my God, they’re adorable!”
“Thanks.” She suspected she fairly glowed with pride. “How are you feeling?”
Tara made herself comfortable in the chair Jake had been using. She patted her stomach. “Everything’s going fine. Tom’s making me come in every week, since…you know. The baby’s heartbeat is strong and regular, and he’s looking normal, growing right, according to the sonograms.”
“I’m so happy.”
“Me, too.” Tara toyed with the strap of her purse. “Um, have you guys thought any more about ‑‑”
“Ohmigosh. I have so much to tell you.” Jen arranged herself more comfortably against the pillows and raised the lighting. “I almost don’t know where to begin.”
“What is it?”
“Well…” She paused a moment, gathering her thoughts. “The day you told me about Jake, Damien and Devlin discovered there was a rogue weyr on our property.”
“A rogue?”
“Yes. It’s involved, so to make a long story short ‑‑ when Jake found out he’d lost both Johnathan and one of the babies, he went a little nuts, spent all his time as a wolfie. A rogue. The prognosis isn’t good for weyrs who lose their twins, so Damien and Devlin were going to…” She swallowed. “Well, they were going to put him down.”
Tara’s brow wrinkled. “Pu ‑‑ you mean kill him?”
“I promise, I’ll explain everything someday, but for now all you have to know is, I convinced them to bring him in instead. Let me see if I could talk him back. It worked, but…” Heat flooded her cheeks. She looked away. “Um, in the process ‑‑”
“Oh, my God. You like him?”
Jen looked back. “More than like him. He’s part of our pack now.”
“Part of your pack?”
Jenny nodded. “He’s going to stay, Tara. He’s living with us.”
Tara’s mouth dropped open, her eyes wide. “Holy cow. And Damien’s all right with this? I mean, Dev was always laid back, but Damien seems pretty possessive.”
“There were some issues, but we’ve gotten them hammered out.”
“Wow. So…where does that leave me and Theron?”
“I talked to Jake today. We wondered if you would…well, we thought you might give him full custody. He’s all right now, and he’ll be living with us ‑‑ I thought that might make you feel a little more comfortable with it. Theron will still be raised by weyr; he’ll just be raised by his real dad. And I’ll be there, of course, and Damien and Devlin. And he’ll have Collin and Cale. And Jake has no problem with you remaining in their lives, if that’s what you want.”
“Wow.” Tara shook her head.
Jen’s heart dropped. “You don’t want to do that?”
“No ‑‑ I mean, yes.” Tara threw her hands up. “No, I’m not saying no, and yes, that sounds like a good solution. It’s just a lot to take in.”
“Nobody wants to force this on you, Tara. If you’ve changed your mind ‑‑”
“No.” Tara rested her hand on her tummy. “I want to do what’s best for Theron. I don’t know if I could let him go if Jake intended to take him far away, but if he’s going to be with you, just two hours away, and he won’t mind Theron knowing his mom, then…yes.”
“Yes?”
Tara nodded.
Jenny held out her hand. “Thank you. This means so much to Jake. To all of us.”
Tara reached out and clasped her fingers. “The more I learn about weyr, the more certain I am that my son needs to be with you.” She raised her eyebrows. “Three men? Hon, I can barely handle the one guy I’ve got now, and he’s tame compared to your boys. I don’t know how you do it.”
Jenny laughed. “Sometimes, neither do I!”
Indescribable Bliss
Six months later, Jenny sat in the living room with Theron nestled in her arms. He suckled lazily on her nipple, his dark eyes watching her, his fingers toying with a long strand of hair that had fallen across her breast. She smiled.
“How’s our boy?” Jake dumped an armload of wood in the bin next to the big stone fireplace. He tossed a couple of the logs onto the dying fire, rearranging with the poker until he was satisfied with the blaze, then came and sat by her on the couch.
“He’s got quite an appetite, just like his father.”
Jake laughed and lowered his head, nipping her other nipple through the fabric of her T-shirt. “Jake! The baby.”
He grinned wolfishly. “What?” He nuzzled her neck, his hand creeping up, pulling the left side of her shirt aside and catching her nub through the fabric of her bra. He rolled it between his thumb and forefinger, making her clit tingle. “Daddy is hungry.”
Jenny turned her head, catching his bottom lip between her teeth. She thrust her tongue into his mouth, moaning as his fingers tightened on her nipple. “Jake?”
“Hmm?”
“Remember what you promised me?” His brow furrowed. She brought her lips to his ear. “After he’s finished and I put him down for his nap, will you…” She snaked her free hand under his hip, squeezing his buttock.
He inhaled sharply, his pupils dilating. “Jen?” With his lips, he traced the line of her jaw to the earlobe. “You want me to fuck you, honey? In the ass?”
She nodded wordlessly, her breath already coming hard and fast in anticipation.
He toyed with a strand of hair, tickling her ear, making her shiver. “You know I like to hear you say it.”
“Jake,” she whispered. “Will you please, please, fuck me in the ass?”
He groaned, reaching down to rearrange his jeans, which seemed suddenly too tight for him. “He’s close to being done, right?”
She smiled, nodding.
“Good.” He pushed himself up from the couch. “I’d better go find something else to do, or I might just take you right in front of him.”
He walked toward the hallway, with Jenny watching his gorgeous butt move in his tight jeans. At the doorway, he glanced back, grinning as he caught her looking. “Hold that thought.” He disappeared down the hall.
Jenny squirmed, her pussy already wet at the thought of the treat to come.
She looked down at the innocent face nestled against her breast. “I’d better stop having such thoughts,” she murmured. “They might corrupt you.”
Theron just watched, his eyes darkly observant, full of hidden depths, like his father’s. She sighed with contentment. The twins’ teeth had started coming in a couple of weeks before Christmas, so she’d had to stop breastfeeding them before she was ready to. But things had worked out well. At Tara’s request, she’d pumped her breasts to keep her milk production going, and her friend had gone into labor on December twenty-seventh. Tara had stayed with them for the first couple of weeks, breastfeeding Theron so that he’d have the benefit of her colostrum, but when her milk had come in, she’d asked Jen to take over.
Marshall had handled the legal side of matters, and Jake now had full custody of Theron. Tara visited as often as she could, and they planned on telling Theron who she really was as soon as he was old enough to understand, but Tara had wanted Jen to be as much of a mother to him as she would have been had she adopted him. “I want him to bond with you, Jen,” she’d said. “To know without a doubt that he belongs.”
Jenny had secretly feared it wouldn’t work, but to her joy, Theron had taken to her milk like a wolf to the wild.
Ten minutes later, she was settling him in his crib. As a newborn, he’d originally shared a room with the twins, but their sleeping schedules were too different. Theron had awakened every one-and-a-half to two hours for feedings, while the twins would sleep for three to four hours unless disturbed by Theron’s cries, so they’d moved him into his own room. Tilting her head thoughtfully as she tucked a blanket around him, she decided that she’d have the guys move the crib back into the room with the other boys this weekend. Their sleeping schedules were close enough now that it shouldn’t be a problem any longer.
She stopped in the other bedroom as well, peeking in on Collin and Cale, who were also sleeping peacefully. She shut the door carefully and went to find Jake.
He was in the master bedroom with Damien and Devlin, fiddling with some contraption they were putting together. Jenny raised her eyebrows questioningly.
“Just give us a minute,” Jake said.
“Okay.”
She grabbed her reader and headed back into the living room, though she found it hard to concentrate on the e-book as she waited for her promised treat.
Jake finally came and fetched her. The delay felt like hours, but was only about fifteen minutes. She followed him back to the bedroom, and from there into the playroom he and the guys had added onto the house once she’d come home from the hospital with the twins.
An adult playroom. Because they sometimes liked to use toys and engage in a little bondage play, her husbands had decided they needed to build an addition to the bedroom, with no windows. One that could be locked, secure from tiny, questioning eyes and probing fingers. They’d seen no reason to delay, and the three of them working together had pretty much finished it in two and a half days.
Now there was a new item of furniture among the toys ‑‑ a canted, soft suede bench, with a semicircle missing from the lower edge and stirrups protruding to the left and right about a third of the way up toward the top. In the upper portion there were two padded holes, big enough for her breasts to fit through. In front of the holes there was a bench, just at the right height for a man to sit and… Her pussy tingled as she imagined what they might choose to do to her breasts. Across the middle there was a wide, padded belt. Below the canted bench was a horizontal one. She couldn’t quite figure out what that bench was for.
“What do you think?” Jake’s hot breath tickled her ear.
“Looks very interesting,” she murmured.
Damien and Devlin came in from the bedroom. Dev set the two baby monitors on a shelf near the light switch and shut the door.
Jake’s hand snaked up under her shirt, unfastening the back of her bra. Damien stood in front of her, unbuttoning the dress shirt she’d borrowed from his closet, his knuckles grazing her nipples as he worked his way down.
The last button came free, and Jenny held her arms out and back as Jake slipped the shirt off. Damien caught the straps of her bra, then tugged it off and tossed it into a corner. He stepped back.
Devlin knelt before her. He unbuttoned her jeans and slowly pulled down the zipper. Jenny’s breath quickened. She was naked beneath, and barefoot. She raised each foot. Dev slipped the jeans from her legs and tossed them away as well.
Jake’s hands roamed her belly. She moaned, reaching back to cup his ass and pull him tight against her back. “Nuh-uh-uh,” he chided. “Don’t touch unless we tell you to.”
Jenny groaned, the warm flush of anticipation flooding her abdomen.
Jake guided her to the new contraption. He placed a stepstool in front of it and patted the top step. “Climb up here.”
Jenny obliged. She saw that, in her initial perusal, she had missed a couple of padded bars that stuck out to the side. Jacob grasped her waist. “Now put your right leg over the bar.” She did, and Devlin guided her foot into the right stirrup, fastening a strap across her ankle. “Now the left one.”
She complied. Jake was still helping to support her weight. Her legs were open wide, her butt and pussy now hanging just below the innermost curve of the missing semicircle at the canted bench’s lower edge.
