“You two boys fancy yourselves in love with that redhead from the Hanson Mall pack, don’t you?”
When the Alpha of the Simon pack asked a question, only a very foolish wolf would lie. “I’d certainly like to get to know her better, sir,” said Ethan Simon.
The Alpha’s piercing black gaze moved from his face to Nolan James’s but Ethan was too smart to move a muscle. The Alpha wasn’t finished with them yet.
“I don’t know, sir. I don’t know her yet, sir.” Nolan was sounding even worse than he had.
“Cadfael Hanson, the Alpha of the Hanson Mall pack, has agreed to take you two to help with the werewolf genealogy project. You will obey him in all things.” The Alpha’s voice was stern and Ethan could clearly hear the unspoken words. “The honor of our pack rests on your shoulders.”
“You will be starting at the bottom. You know nothing of their work but you will apply yourselves, work hard, and learn all the tasks as fast as you can. There’ll be no sneaking time off or wasting your opportunities.”
“We will do our very best, sir. Thank you for choosing us,” said Nolan.
“You will not antagonize Georgia Edwards. She is your superior in this work. She’s also a female wolf and there are far too few of them around for you two to recklessly waste your chances with her. If you discover she won’t accept you, make sure she doesn’t develop a distaste for this pack. There are other young men here who deserve a mate as well.”
Ethan thought he was starting to sound like a children’s toy that was broken and could only say one thing. But he was fucked if he could think of anything else to say. It wasn’t like the Alpha was looking for a conversation here. And the chance to find a mate was a huge gift as well as a challenge. He was up for the challenge and had no intention of wasting the gift.
“Sit down.” The Alpha waved to the couch opposite him. He was sitting in the huge armchair in the front room of the old farmhouse where he often sat, his back ramrod straight, though not at all relaxed. Ethan thought his gray hair had thinned even more the past few months. The pack was struggling to survive. They all couldn’t help but notice it. If he and Nolan were being fed and kept in another pack, that would take a little bit of pressure off the rest of the Simon pack. But only a new income stream could save them. He knew the Alpha was working on something but had no idea what it was or whether or not it would actually be successful.
“You don’t need to know all the ins and outs of the changes that will be happening in this pack, but in order to succeed in your task I’m about to tell you some things. This is strictly pack business, and not to be chattered about with your friends. I’m telling you so you know how important it is that you either succeed in your mission, or at least leave the pathway still clear for me to send others to follow you. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir. I appreciate your trust in us,” said Ethan.
“I’m honored you’ve chosen us,” said Nolan.
The Alpha wrinkled his nose, but Ethan thought he relaxed back into his armchair just a fraction. So far so good. Although I wish I knew what the fuck is going on.
“The lack of females being born into our pack is not something that’s unique to our pack, or to Ohio, or even to the Unites States of America. All around the world werewolf packs have noticed the lack of female babies being born over the past few generations. The Supreme Alpha of North America is aiding a research project that’s tracking shape-shifter genealogies to determine if there’s a cause for the lack of females, or if it’s a regular cyclical trend. It seems when male wolves mate with female humans, more girls are born. Not that it helped the Simon family. Quintana’s the only girl in three generations. Still, that’s what they’ve discovered.”
Ethan knew that. He was Quintana’s cousin, sharing the same human grandmother she had, although his father was the third brother born to their grandmother and hers the fifth.
“The Supreme is involved, sir?”
Yeah, good catch, Nolan. I didn’t know that.
“The Supreme’s headquarters is coordinating the project. The Hanson Mall pack is providing the key staff for it. Georgia Edwards and Wynn Evans. You will do exactly as they tell you. Always remember you’re there to learn and to help. If they tell you to fetch coffee, you go get it without complaint. I have chosen you both believing you are smart enough to learn whatever you need to learn, and to keep your mouths shut, and work hard on any menial tasks you’re given until you know enough to perform more advanced assignments. I will be extremely annoyed if I learn that either of you has been rude or lazy. And if it happens that you fail and the pack is not permitted to send anyone else on this project, the results will be extremely severe for you both. Have I made myself clear?”
“Yes, sir,” said Ethan.
“Crystal clear, sir. We won’t fail you or the pack,” said Nolan.
Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew this might not be a good idea. What if they thought her cheap and easy and wouldn’t do as she asked them to anymore? Well, Wynn would have to send them home and get two more. Right now she wanted them desperately, and only having their cocks deep inside her would ease that ache.
Ethan lifted her head off the pillow and shoved the pillow under her ass. He sat by her head, tenderly stroking her breasts and tweaking her nipples. His hand was gentle, but the skin was roughened from hard work, and she enjoyed the contrast of his sweet manner, but tougher exterior.
And then Nolan was between her legs, holding her hips and thrusting hard into her cunt. Oh fuck, he was enormous. He stretched her pussy so wide. No one had ever filled her so full before.
She opened her eyes, which had slammed shut when Nolan entered her cunt, and saw Ethan kneeling by her head. She pulled on his side. “Come closer.”
He wiggled closer and held his cock to her mouth. Georgia flicked her tongue around his cockhead. Damn. He was huge as well. She tried to analyze his flavor, but it was damn hard to think with Nolan sliding purposefully in and out of her cunt. He was hitting all her buttons on every stroke. The man was insanely talented. Her job was to please Ethan. Determinedly, she licked him again, dipping the tip of her tongue into his slit and savoring his essence. Ah, now she had it. Salted almonds. More salt than almonds, but the flavor was there. Good to know. She held his erection and sucked the whole head into her mouth, then licked up and down his shaft before scraping her teeth lightly over the head of his cock. His entire body quivered as she did that. Aha. That rocked his world. She’d remember that. If she could hold a thought in her head, that was. Nolan was driving deep inside her cunt and driving her wild with need at the same time.
Georgia rolled Ethan’s balls in her hand and then sucked them into her mouth. She’d just licked his shaft again, planning to nibble the skin on the side of it, when Ethan pinched her nipples and Nolan slammed into her and the orgasm she’d been doing her best to hold at bay exploded through her body.
She dug her fingernails into Nolan’s shoulders and rode out the quakes, while Ethan’s fingers busily kept teasing her breasts.
Georgia closed her eyes, breathing deeply at the intense emotions roiling through her. She hadn’t experienced such a huge orgasm in a long time, but she’d failed Ethan in the process. The men were moving around on the bed, and she supposed Nolan would be disposing of the latex, and perhaps he was, but then hands were on her skin again, stroking, petting, squeezing.
When someone sucked her breast, her eyes flew open and she looked down to see it was Nolan. She looked farther down her body and Ethan was sitting at her feet, his cock an enormous flagpole clothed in a condom. He was obviously waiting for her approval. She couldn’t possibly come again, so soon. Could she? Deep inside her a little bubble of happiness welled among the last few quivers of her orgasm. Hell yes. Why not?
She nodded at Ethan and opened her arms to him. Nolan wiggled farther to her side and Ethan lay over her and kissed her chin, her eyelids, her nose, and finally her mouth. When they broke apart his cock was pushing its way into her pussy and Nolan was stroking her hair, massaging her head with his fingers as he did.
“Hmm, nice,” she mumbled, not sure which man she was complimenting. Both felt amazingly good.
Ethan leaned up over her body, his weight resting on his forearms, and his hips pumping as his cock slid in and out of her. Nolan lifted her head onto his lap, and used his position to stroke and pet not just her hair, but also her shoulders, her breasts, and her sides, his hands never still. First his palms stroked her skin, then his fingers tweaked her nipples, and finally he rubbed his knuckles over her body. Coupled with Ethan’s rhythmic thrusts, the procedure was mesmerizing.