Kendra sipped at her drink as she watched the two men cross the road from her seat in the diner. She had originally been irritated to have arrived just as their meeting was ending, but it looked like the night wouldn’t be a total disaster after all. If she was lucky, maybe she could get close to the tall one with the cute smile and ply him with a drink or two. First things first, though…
She turned back to the counter and caught the eye of the waitress. “Excuse me, miss?”
The woman, whose nametag identified her as Trish, smiled. “Can I get you something?”
“I was wondering if you knew the men who just left. It’s just that I’m sure I’ve met the tall one somewhere before, but I can’t remember his name.”
The woman folded her arms. “Cut the crap, honey.”
Kendra felt her stomach flip. “Pardon me?”
Trish grinned. “I saw the little smile between you. You want to get in his pants.”
Blood rushed to her cheeks, and Kendra was thankful it wasn’t noticeable. “Oh. Yeah.” She feigned a sheepish grin. “He’s cute, right?”
“Definitely. The other guy, too.” Trish screwed up her brow. “Uh, tall one’s called Will, and the other guy’s…Nah, can’t remember. I know the huge guy they were with is called Raul. My boss has called him over before when someone needs ejecting from the premises.” She smiled. “Don’t let that put you off, though. They’re all always friendly. I don’t know what they talk about, but I guess it’s like a fitness group or something, since they’re all so buff.”
Kendra smiled and thanked the woman for the information, then left the diner and jogged across the road to join the queue outside the bar. As she waited to get in, she ran through a few ideas for meeting the two men. That was the plan, anyway. Her brain had a different idea, though, and inserted the two men into the ménage fantasies she’d had earlier that night. Suddenly she was very glad the night was cool. Otherwise she’d be sweating.
The line eventually shuffled forward and she was let inside the club. It was one she hadn’t been in before, but it didn’t take long to orient herself and head to the bar. There were no free seats, and no shifters, either. She turned to face the dance floor and tried to find the two men. After a few moments she caught sight of the shorter of the two men heading toward a booth near the rear of the building. Gotcha.
It took a few minutes to get the attention of the bartender, but once she had a drink in hand, she made her way across the room and walked straight up to the booth that the two men occupied. They both looked up as she smiled.
“Mind if I join you?”
The taller man, Will, moved up to let her sit. “Please. You were in the diner.”
“Methinks you followed us,” the shorter man said, though he was smiling. “I like that.”
She shrugged. “Life’s too short for coyness. You’re both cute and at the very least I’ll get a drink and some good company.”
Will laughed. “I’m always up for good company. I’m Will, and this is Brad.”
“Nice to meet you both.” She sipped her wine. “You from around here?”
“For a few years, now. We’re originally from out west.”
“Oh? Are you related?”
“Nah,” Brad said. “Just very good friends. We do everything together.”
She raised an eyebrow. “Everything?”
Brad only smiled, but his eyes said more. Her previously quashed mental images returned and this time she let them stay. She’d only come in the hopes of some information for her article, but if she could get something more fun out of the night, all the better.
“So, what do you two do for fun?”
The three of them almost toppled through the open door of the house, Kendra only keeping her balance thanks to the men on either side of her, alternately holding her up and greedily caressing her body through her clothes. Will turned to close the door behind them and Brad moved away to turn off a beeping alarm, giving Kendra her first real look at the room.
It was a tastefully decorated living room, replete with leather chairs, hardwood flooring, and an array of electronic devices that would make most bachelors weep.
At that moment, though, she wouldn’t have cared if they were in a bathroom back in the club. All she cared about was her stiff nipples, the ache in her pussy, and what the two men were going to do about it.
It hadn’t been her intention to fuck the two men—far from it, in fact—but as soon as she’d sat down next to the two, the sexual energy had been palpable, and her libido took over. It wouldn’t be a loss, though. She was sure she could get some information from the two when all three were sated.
Hands slid back around her from behind, closing over her breasts as she felt a clothed bulge push against her ass. Will leant down to her ear and nipped at the skin. At the same time, Brad appeared in front of her and kissed her hard on the lips as his hand slid down to her pants, massaging her through the thin fabric.
Her heart raced as they lead her up the narrow staircase, their hands and lips on her as they stumbled up the steps. Oh god, this is actually happening. They turned to the right once they reached the hallway, and Kendra found herself in a large bedroom with plush blue carpets.
The bed sat in the middle of the room, against the back wall, and was as wide as she’d expected. After all, it was pretty damn clear that the two liked to work together. As they neared, the men’s hands shifted from caressing to undressing, Will pulling at the buttons of her blouse hungrily, as Brad worked the zipper of her pants. As they worked, she put a hand on each crotch and massaged the already-hard bulges. If they were as big as they felt, she was in for a hell of a night.
Her top came away seconds later, followed closely by her bra, removed with expert ease. Will’s rough fingers slid over her hard nipples and pinched firmly enough that Kendra gasped. As her pants went the same way as her blouse, she was spun around and deposited on the edge of the bed. Will walked over to a dresser, but Brad dropped to his knees, his gaze on her already-soaking-wet pussy.
“Beautiful,” the man muttered.
Kendra bit her lip as he slid a finger slowly along the cleft of her pussy, moving up to the top and then pushing back on her clitoral hood, exposing the bundle of nerves. His lips met the area a moment later and Kendra let out a shuddering breath as he began to lap with his tongue, paying extra attention to her clit. Fingers spread her lips and a single finger teased her opening, then slid inside her, questing.
The bed sank, tilting her to one side, and she realized her eyes had been closed. She opened them and turned to find Will sitting beside her. He was still clothed, but had placed a silver foil wrapper beside him to show what was to come. She shuddered as his hand found her nipple again.
“You’re beautiful,” he murmured, as he leaned in to kiss her neck. “I think we’re going to enjoy this.”
“I know I already am,” she replied between breaths.
Brad chuckled and slid another finger inside her, robbing her of speech while he worked her. As he worked, Will stood from the bed and began to undress, drawing Kendra’s attention to him.
His shirt fell away first, revealing powerful arms and a torso she could stare at for days. As he turned to discard his shirt, she got a glimpse of a large tattoo on his back. It happened too fast to see much detail, but she was pretty sure she spotted a wolf. As he removed his pants, though, all unimportant thoughts fled.
Holy crap. To say the man was well endowed would be an understatement. He must have been nine inches at least, and thick, too. He smiled as he caught her expression, and began to stroke his cock.
“You like it?” he asked.
“Definitely,” she breathed. “How about you put it to use?”