What he was doing felt so good she didn’t want him to stop.

  “Look at me, Sarah,” Dastan commanded.

  Sarah was surprised to see Dastan so close behind Dmitry. She hadn’t even noticed he’d moved from his previous position by the bed. Dmitry bent his head and kissed the side of her neck, just below her ear. His warm breath tickled her earlobe as he whispered, “Let it go, baby. Come for me.”

  Sarah panted harshly as her release spread out from her womb. Every pulsing wave of her orgasm through her walls made her whole body jerk. Just as the last waves faded, Dmitry removed his fingers and then gripped her ass, lifting her.

  She wrapped her legs around his waist as he slowly pushed his thick cock inside her. Sarah moaned long and low as his girth stretched her walls, forcing her pussy to take all of him. Dmitry’s moan mingled with hers as he seated himself deep. She could already feel her desire rising again as Dmitry walked her to the bed. With every step, her pussy rubbed against him, and she buried her face in his neck, hoping to keep her lust at bay long enough for her to enjoy the feel of him inside her.

  He felt so good.

  She dropped one arm at a time, allowing her robe to fall off her body and to the floor. Dmitry lowered her to the bed. She placed her feet on the mattress and forced her hips up, taking even more of him deep into her channel. Dmitry groaned and pulled back. Sarah didn’t want him to leave and wrapped one leg around his hip to keep him inside her.

  With a deep chuckle, Dmitry murmured, “I’m not leaving.”

  He then thrust his cock deep, catching Sarah by surprise, and she gasped loudly.

  “That feels good, doesn’t it, baby?” Dmitry cooed.

  Sarah nodded as he did it one more time. Dmitry grabbed her hips and rolled her to her side. Dastan climbed onto the bed parallel to her. He stretched out, aligning his body along hers as he helped her to put one leg over Dmitry’s hip. Her heart raced at the feel of being sandwiched between them.

  Dastan rained kisses against her shoulder, while Dmitry moved his lips along her jaw. He kept his thrusts slow and gentle. Dastan moved his hand over her thigh, then upward toward her hip. He moved his fingers between her legs and gently messaged the opening.

  His touch sent shivers of delight over every inch of her flesh. Dmitry pulled out, allowing Dastan to slide in from behind. Sarah sighed at the feel of him entering her from a different position. She could still feel Dmitry’s cock between her legs, resting against her upper thigh as he lowered his head and covered her nipple with his hot mouth.

  Sarah wasn’t sure which way to move. Arch her hips toward Dastan’s leisurely thrusts or Dmitry’s wicked mouth and tongue as he sucked at her nipple? Dastan pulled out, allowing Dmitry to once again push inside her. Sarah’s hips instinctively jerked toward Dmitry as she tried to make him go deeper.

  Dastan growled and lowered his forehead to her shoulder. She could feel the tension in his body as he tried to hold himself back. Taking a deep breath, Dastan began to smear her juices around the entrance to her ass, lubricating it. He pushed one finger inside, and Sarah shivered. When he thrust two inside, Sarah moaned.

  Dastan kept the movement of his fingers in counterpart with Dmitry’s thrusts. It was an odd sensation but not entirely unpleasant.

  “Move, Dmitry,” Dastan growled as he pulled his fingers free of her ass.

  The second Dmitry pulled out, Dastan thrust his cock hard inside her pussy. Sarah cried out as his cock pushed deep, filling her. Dastan groaned low in his chest as he moved. Sarah could hardly think. She never imagined she would enjoy something like this, but the way they kept taking turns was making her crazy.

  “I’m going to enter your ass, Sarah,” Dastan whispered, and every part of her tingled. “I’ll go slow.”

  Sarah nodded, and Dastan pulled free of her pussy. He settled the head of his cock at the entrance to her ass, and Sarah braced herself.

  “Don’t tense up, baby,” Dmitry whispered against her lips. “Just relax.”

  He put his hand over her mound and gently massaged. Sarah moaned and moved her hips ever so slightly with his touch. Dastan pressed into her opening, and Sarah gasped at the sharp bite of pain. Dmitry gently thrust two fingers into her pussy and used his thumb to softly rub against her clit. As Dastan slid deeper, the pain morphed into a wicked pleasure that had Sarah moving her hips back against him.

  Dastan grabbed her ass, stopping her. “Be still, Sarah, or I’ll hurt us both.”

  He pulled out just a little, then pushed deeper. His groan made goose bumps rise over every inch of Sarah’s flesh.

  “I’m going to enter you now, baby,” Dmitry whispered as he removed his fingers.

  A tiny bit of trepidation traveled along Sarah’s spine as she watched the determination on Dmitry’s face. Could she take them both? Dmitry positioned the head of his cock at the entrance to her pussy. Sarah held her breath, hoping she could do this. She wanted them so badly, she could hardly breathe.

  Ever so slowly, Dmitry pushed into her pussy. Sarah wanted to watch his face but found that she couldn’t. The pleasure as he moved his cock inside her was too great. She shut her eyes tight, shivering as she felt every inch of his cock, every throb of his pulse inside his shaft. Her walls were stretched so tightly around him; the pressure against her G-spot was almost too much.

  They began to move together. Slowly at first, then faster. Sarah’s cries of pleasure encouraged them, allowed them to let their own lusts free. Dmitry’s cock rubbed enticingly against that sensitive spot on the top of her channel, and Sarah screamed as her orgasm burst from what felt like every part of her body. She shattered into a thousand pieces as wicked sensations unlike anything she’d ever felt before raced through her.

  Dastan came next, his shout loud as he emptied his seed into her ass. Dmitry followed close behind. His lips covered hers in a sweet kiss as his release took hold. She’d felt every throb and pulse in their cocks against her walls.

  Sarah broke the kiss with Dmitry, and her whole body went limp.

  “Are you okay, princess?” Dastan asked in her ear as he placed kiss after soft kiss on her neck.

  “I’m not sure,” she said with a sigh. “I think I just died.”

  Dastan and Dmitry both chuckled softly as they both pulled free of her body. Sarah moaned in disappointment at the emptiness. She liked having them inside her. Dmitry pushed his semihard cock back into her, forcing another moan past Sarah’s lips as he rolled her to her back and settled over her. Even only partially hard, Dmitry was bigger than the average man.

  “Yeah, I like that too,” Dmitry purred against her lips.

  Dastan snickered. “Bathroom,” he commanded as he rolled from the bed.

  Sarah sighed, unsure she could move much less make it to the bathroom. Dmitry buried his face in her neck and growled low in his throat, making Sarah giggle. In the bathroom, she could hear the water running and assumed Dastan was filling the large soaker tub in the corner.

  “Do you suppose all three of us will fit?” she whispered.

  Dmitry smiled down at her as he slipped from her body. “We’ll fit.”

  Sarah started to move but found she was so weak, she really couldn’t. It was incredible what they did to her and how they made her feel. “You may have to carry me. I’m not sure I can walk.”

  Dmitry reached out a hand, which she took. His fingers were warm and closed around hers perfectly. He tugged gently, helping her to the edge of the bed. She placed her feet on the cold floor and stared up at Dmitry as he offered her his other hand.

  All her life she’d seen Dmitry as a pain in her ass. He always had a smart comment or something dirty to say. It was as though he loved saying things he knew would make her angry. Over the last couple of days, she’d seen a different side to him. A much softer, gentler side. She liked it.

  “What?” he asked when she appeared to take too long accepting his hand.

  “I was just thinking,” she murmured.

  Dmitry dropped his hand. “About what?”

  “Would we have sex as wolves?”

  His brow raised in surprise. “Yes,” he answered slowly. “We could. But we don’t normally.” He tilted his head, a look of curiosity in his gaze. “Why do you ask?”

  “I was just curious.” She shrugged, then sighed. “I don’t know anything about…how our species works. Not really anyway. In my mind, you were just a nuisance, not really anything to be curious about.” She winced. “Sorry.”

  Dmitry chuckled. “Don’t be. Knowing the situation, I can understand why your mother would try to push you away from them or us.”

  “Maybe,” Sarah whispered. “I’m glad you can understand it. And I suppose I do, but at the same time, I still…I still wish she would’ve told me.”

  Dmitry squatted in front of her and put his hands on her knees. “If you’d known what you were, would you have come to the ranch with us?”

  Sarah stared into his eyes, unsure how to answer. If she hadn’t, would she have ever known they belonged together? Would they have come together another way? She was never a big believer in fate, but perhaps where the three of them were concerned, fate would’ve intervened, pushing them together no matter how many times they tried to ignore the signs.

  “I don’t know,” she replied.

  “Look at it this way,” Dmitry said. “If you had known, you probably would not have come. Then you wouldn’t have seen this ranch, fallen in love with it, and found your life mates. So maybe it’s a good thing she didn’t tell you. Maybe things happened exactly how they were supposed to happen.”

  “Do you really give fate that much power?” she asked.

  Dmitry inclined his head to the side. “I’ve been around a long time. Seen a lot of things I can’t explain. Fate is one of them. If things are meant to be, then they’re meant to be. I believe that even if we hadn’t found each other this time, we would’ve eventually.”

  Sarah smiled softly and touched Dmitry’s cheek with the backs of her fingers. The stubble scratched at her skin, and she turned her hand around to cup his face. “Who would’ve thought,” she said softly. “Keegan is probably rolling in laughter about now. Do you suppose she knew?”

  Dmitry turned his head and kissed her palm. “I believe she knew that Dastan and I were attracted to you. I don’t know about the other.” He took her hand in his and stood. “Come on, sexy. Let’s go take a nice long bath, then get some sleep.”

  Sarah stood and winced at the soreness that had begun to develop in her backside. Dmitry chuckled low in his throat. “The warm bath will help with that.”

  * * * *

  Razeen rolled to his back and groaned toward the moon. It was full and had risen past the mountains to shine its light over the ground. Razeen would need that light. Every inch of his body ached. Blood still oozed from the cut on the side of his neck where Dastan has sunk his teeth into him.

  Damn bastard had caught him off guard.

  Sighing, Razeen tried to sit up. Pain sliced through his limbs, forcing him back down. That had been way too far to fall without some sort of warning. He’d been watching Dastan behind him and not paying enough attention to where he was going. The next thing he knew, he was flying through the air and landing hard in the river. His side still stung after hitting the cold water.

  He’d made it to the shore but just barely. As he dragged himself out of the fast-moving river, he caught sight of Dastan out of the corner of his eye as he hit the water just seconds later. Fortunately for him, Dastan had been caught up in the current and swept downstream, leaving Razeen time to get away.

  Now he just needed to find a way to heal himself. He had at least two broken ribs. The bite marks on the side of his neck and shoulder. Not to mention the scrapes everywhere from being shoved against the rocks after landing in the water.

  In time, everything would heal. Unfortunately, he didn’t have time. What he needed was a life force and a body to steal it from. But where would he find a body here, and how the hell was he going to get it?

  Razeen cursed up at the moon. He would need to sleep and rejuvenate just enough so that he could hunt down a body. Male, female. It didn’t matter. He just needed a life force so that his body would heal instantly. For now, he would sleep. Tomorrow, he would finish this with Dastan.

  Chapter Sixteen

  “Good morning, princess,” Dastan whispered in Sarah’s ear.

  She stirred, snuggling closer. Dastan smiled and brushed her hair away from her face. She hadn’t slept well last night. She’d tossed and turned a lot and finally settled down around three in the morning. He hadn’t wanted to wake her, so he’d sent Dmitry to take care of the hands, only to remember the spell.

  Dmitry hadn’t been able to leave the house.

  “Sarah,” Dastan said softly. “We need you to undo the spell.”

  Sarah mumbled something incoherent. Dastan snickered and turned to look helplessly at Dmitry.

  Dmitry gave him a sideways grin as he leaned forward and slapped Sarah across her ass. Even through the sheet covering her, Dastan heard the pop of Dmitry’s hand hitting her hip. She squealed and jumped, rolling to her back to stare sleepily up at Dmitry.

  “What the hell was that for?” she snapped.

  Dastan leaned back and propped up on his elbow. Dmitry bent down and braced his hands on either side of Sarah’s shoulders. “It was because I felt like it.”

  Sarah’s eyes narrowed adorably. “Maybe I’ll feel like slapping your ass the next time you’re asleep.”

  Dmitry’s grin widened. “Promises, promises.”

  Dmitry began to lower himself to kiss Sarah, but Dastan stopped him. “Hey, as much as this whole scene turns me on, we need to get to work, and to do that, we need Sarah to lift the spell.”

  Sarah covered her face with her hands and groaned. “I forgot about the spell.”

  “It’s okay, baby,” Dmitry said as he kissed the tip of her nose. “Just lift it.”

  “You have to let me up.”

  With a sigh, Dmitry pushed off her and stood. Sarah stood as well and walked to the foot of the bed. Dastan admired her toned body, her smooth, tanned skin, and her long blonde hair. It curled this morning, and Dastan could feel himself getting hard as he thought about wrapping those curls around his hand and tugging her head back as he fucked her.

  She lifted a hand to each corner, whispered a few commands, then turned to them with sleepy eyes. “It’s down.”

  “I’ll be with the hands. The contractor as well as the insurance company is due here today with his crew, so it’s doubtful Razeen would try anything with this many people around,” Dmitry said as he walked to the door. “But keep an eye on things just in case.”

  Dastan nodded and waved him off. The whole time, his gaze never left Sarah. She looked so tired and at the same time so damn sexy he could hardly keep himself still.

  “Be careful, Dmitry,” Sarah said.

  “I will.”

  Dmitry leaned over and kissed her cheek. Sarah turned her head and caught his lips with hers. Dastan watched as Dmitry deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue into her mouth and his arms around her waist. Sarah lifted her arms to surround his neck as her body molded against Dmitry’s.

  They looked good together, and Dastan’s cock hardened even more as he continued to watch them. Voyeurism was hot, especially when it was Sarah.

  Dmitry broke the kiss, then brushed his lips over her forehead. “I need to get out of here before I can’t.”

  Sarah nodded as he placed another quick kiss on her lips, then quickly turned to leave. Sarah wobbled slightly but righted herself without too much trouble.

  “Why don’t you come back to bed?” Dastan whispered.

  She brushed her hair back from her face and pursed her lips briefly. “It’s tempting, especially after that kiss and you lying there like that.”

  His lips twitched as he rolled to his back and put his hands behind his head. “Like what?”

  “Like that,” she said with a wave of her hand. “The sheet just barely covering that monstrosity you call a penis. Those abs… I swear you flex them on purpose just to make me look at them.”

  Dastan snorted but couldn’t stop the grin that tugged at his lips. “I’m not flexing them. I promise. They just look that way.”

  Sarah rolled her eyes.

  “Keep it up, crabby, and I’ll punish you,” he murmured.

  That got her attention. She turned to stare at him in surprise; then her eyes narrowed. “Punish me how?”

  “The idea intrigues you, doesn’t it?” he purred.

  Her gaze raked down his chest, his stomach, then lower over the bulge he rested one hand on. He was tempted to shove the sheet down and let her see what she did to him and how much he wanted her.

  “Punishment does not intrigue me.”

  “But spanking does,” he countered.

  Her cheeks flushed red as she turned away and walked to the window. She opened the curtains and blinds, allowing the morning sun to flood the room with light. “Sarah?” Dastan asked. “Are you okay?”

  She noticeably swallowed but didn’t turn to look at him. “Yes.” After a brief pause, she added, “No.” She glanced at him over her shoulder. “Spanking does intrigue me. It turns me on, actually.”

  One side of Dastan’s lips lifted. “I know.”

  “Seeing you lying there like that… That turns me on too.”

  He rubbed his palm over the hard ridge of his cock. “Looking at you naked doesn’t exactly leave me unaffected either.”

  “When either of you kisses me, I become this sex-crazed…” She bit her lower lip as though in indecision. “Someone’s coming over this morning.”

  “At some point,” Dastan said in agreement. “But not right now.”

  Dastan threw the sheet off and then climbed from the bed. He couldn’t stand it anymore. He had to touch her. She started to turn and face him, but he twirled his finger, indicating she should face the window. She turned, then glanced at him in curiosity over her shoulder.

 

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