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  Minimal wounds for everyone involved. She met his gaze and saw he was bracing for that.

  Despite his spell, despite the threat, he was afraid she’d walk away. She couldn’t make herself do it.

  “What did you have in mind?”

  Because this couldn’t be all about sex. Not with Ethan here. She knew exactly what he wanted. But the smile Harris gave her was sinful and lascivious, and she wondered for a half a second if she was wrong.

  “Naked would be the best way to have this conversation.” Okay, so it was definitely the sex. That was cool. She could handle that. He took her hand and pulled her from the door, then reached for the zipper on the side of her dress. Her anger faded at his touch, and the heat came rushing back. He stripped her and stepped back to look. She swore she could feel that gaze, could feel his hands stroking over her breasts. Her hips. Move to spread the lips of her sex.

  “What are you doing?” she gasped.

  “Exploring,” he murmured. “Be quiet and leave me to it.” His tone was so hard, so dominant. It should have made her spitting mad, but instead her toes curled and arousal raged through her. Then she felt those invisible fingers on her clit, pushing into her pussy. He watched with heavy-lidded eyes, almost brooding, while she panted.

  “Why didn’t you ever do this before?”

  “You wouldn’t let me.”

  But things have changed. He didn’t say them, but the words seemed to hang in the air. She was the one who’d opened the door when she’d let Ethan stay earlier. Now Ethan moved closer, quiet and intense, no sign of the easygoing soldier she knew. His eyes glowed an eerie yellow, and she knew his wolf was close to the surface. She shivered when he stroked her cheek with his fingertips, saw the intent radiate from his eyes. This time he would mark her. Her wolf protested, but she was so caught up in sensual pleasure, it was barely a whimper. It wouldn’t do at all to give in so easily.

  “The conditions?” she reminded, though her voice was weak and breathy and hardly commanding.

  Harris laughed. “She’s thinking too clearly.”

  “Definitely,” Ethan agreed.

  Ethan grabbed her around the waist and lifted her over his shoulder. She was so shocked it didn’t occur to her to protest when he dropped her on the bed.

  “I want her restrained,” Harris murmured.

  Now that she would protest, but when she tried to sit up, she couldn’t move. “A few tricks?” she snarled at Harris. “I don’t like this.”

  Oh, but that was the biggest lie she’d ever told herself, and he knew it. He put one knee on the edge of the bed, leaned over, and thrust his fingers into her pussy.

  “Is that right?” he asked moving them back and forth in short, hard strokes. Her body welcomed him. Clamped around him. “No protest here.”

  She wanted to beg and cry for more when he pulled his hand away and lifted his fingers to his lips. He hummed when he sucked her taste into his mouth. “Next condition. I get to tie you down.”

  She tugged on one wrist, but it didn’t budge an inch from where he had it mentally pinned.

  “You don’t need ties or restraints.”

  “It’s a matter of consent.”

  “Is this another deal breaker?” Why was she so intrigued? It scared her. She’d fantasized.

  Who hadn’t? But she’d never seriously considered bondage before. What had he done to her?

  What had really been in that potion?

  He cocked his head to one side and studied her, finally sighed. “No. But it’s important. To me. It’s a trust thing, Gabby.”

  She opened her mouth to say “no way,” and judging by his expression, he knew it was coming. He looked so disappointed she snapped her teeth shut. Her response confused her. Why was she considering this? If she let him restrain her, tie her down, she’d be acknowledging his dominance. It had to be the potion, the heat, combining to ambush her good senses.

  She heard her mother’s no-nonsense, take-no-prisoners voice in her head. Protesting a bit too much aren’t you, Gabby girl? She’d never seriously considered it before, but she couldn’t deny her curiosity. She was tempted. There was a kind of appeal to it, a craving she’d repressed for years. What would it be like to let go? To let someone take care of her every need. Hell, to just not be in charge for once? She was intrigued and pissed at the direction of her thoughts at the same time. Damn Harris and his potion, because this was so out of character that’s what it had to be. But she knew she was lying to herself. She may never have submitted before, but she wanted to try it now. She wanted to experience the loss of control, wanted to know if it would be freeing or make her feel tethered. It was about trust, he’d said, and she was surprised to find that she trusted him enough to explore this desire she’d always fought.

  “One time. That’s it.”

  Ethan’s fingers slid up the inside of her thigh. The teasing touch made her shiver.

  Harris smiled. “Unless you decide you like it?” he asked.

  She shook her head. “Not gonna happen.”

  “Why try it if you’re so convinced you won’t like it?” Harris asked.

  Oh, there was no way she was admitting it was because she didn’t want to disappoint him.

  That was too close to acknowledging that this was more than just sex. That there was a repressed, lonely voice buried deep in her mind that wanted more than a couple of days every three months. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, trying to steady her heart, her mind, her emotions. But her inhalation drew their scents into her lungs and only made her more aware of them. They were completely focused on her. On bringing her pleasure, on claiming her heart and soul. She resisted the urge to give in to the inexplicable instinct to accede to their wishes then and there. She’d be weeping if she were a crier, she was so knotted in confusion and want.

  Opening her eyes, she shrugged. “It makes no difference to me. I just need someone inside me. Now would be good.”

  She craved so badly her skin hurt. Her pussy throbbed. She needed release with a desperation she hadn’t felt before and glanced over to look at Ethan. It was because he was there.

  His presence had changed every dynamic. He didn’t wait around for an invitation either. While Harris went into his closet, Ethan stripped, but damn him, the man didn’t hurry. He took his time.

  Shoes and socks first, shirt, jeans, finally his underwear. He drew out the disrobing, his eyes glowing at her all the while. By the time he was finished, Harris had her tied, spread-eagled, to the posts of his bed. She hadn’t even noticed and was beyond caring Ethan climbed onto the bed and knelt between her legs. He put a hand on the inside of each knee, slid his palms higher in a light, teasing touch until he reached her sex. He spread her with careful fingers and leaned down to blow over her mound with hot breath. Then he settled onto his elbows and licked her. If she hadn’t been tied down, the pleasure would have launched her from the bed. He nibbled on her clit with his teeth. His thumb rimmed her opening. And when he thrust in, she shattered with a keening cry that would have mortified her if she hadn’t wanted so much more.

  He gave it to her.

  Chapter Five

  Ethan had found heaven, and he was damned if he was ever letting go again.

  She came on his fingers and tongue, her taste rich and sweet and fierce. Just like Gabby.

  He’d planned on dragging this out. Had planned on teasing her, playing with her for a long, long time before he took his own pleasure. But the eager look on her face, her breathy little cries tested his control. He took a deep breath. Her scent was pure ambrosia. Lustful with a hint of delirium. He rose to his knees, prepared to lunge up to claim her lips as his cock claimed her cunt. Mine.

  But before he could, Harris gripped his chin and forced him to look over. Ethan smiled at what he saw, was filled with a joyous sense of rightness. He had his woman and his man right where he wanted them. Right where he’d dreamed they would be one day. The three of them together. Ethan leaned forward, and Harris met h
im halfway. The kiss was almost feral, his wolf side stronger than the human side at the moment and impatient to claim, to dominate its mates.

  The only thing that could bring it back under control was Gabby’s startled gasp. He wouldn’t have believed it possible, but the heady scent of arousal in the air intensified. He broke the kiss and grinned down at her.

  “I didn’t know you were such a voyeur, baby.”

  She bit her bottom lip and shook her head slightly before answering. “I didn’t either.” He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. “Gods, baby, you smell like heaven. Honey and vanilla with a dash of desperate.” Grinning, he looked at her. “And mine.” Her eyes flashed at the implication, but she didn’t protest. Her unspoken acquiescence appeased his wolf, and he decided to modify his original plan. He could tease her without touching her body. He moved away from temptation and stood at the side of the bed. That’s when he noticed some of the other items Harris had retrieved. He held up the butt plug and watched her eyes widen. There was a bit of trepidation there and a whole lot of curiosity.

  “Ever used one of these before?” he asked, as Harris flipped the top open on a bottle of lube. Again she bit her lip and shook her head. It was such an anxious gesture, so unlike Gabby—who never gave away anything—that he found it endearing. Normally she wouldn’t betray her thoughts or emotions, but she was dropping those walls she’d kept so high between them.

  Harris squeezed some lubricant on his fingers and first circled her opening, then pushed one finger slowly inside her anus to the first knuckle. Gabby’s lips parted with a sigh, and Ethan couldn’t resist. He braced his hands on either side of her head and leaned forward for a kiss. He kept it slow and tender, his tongue sweeping inside to explore her mouth. She gave a startled gasp, and he paused long enough to glance down her body. Harris had two fingers in her ass now, working them back and forth in a sedate, easy rhythm as he stretched her. Harris nodded at Ethan as he held up the plug, already lubed, and instead of returning to that sweet kiss, Ethan sucked her nipple into his mouth.

  He kept one eye on Harris as he suckled her, watched as first the tip of the plug worked in, then the widening length of it. She sucked in a sharp breath as it pushed past the restricting ring of muscle, and with one final push, Harris had it all the way home. Gabby’s breath returned to normal for a half a second before Ethan reached down for the controller and switched it on.

  “Oh gods,” she muttered. “Too much.”

  He chuckled. “You need to get used to it, baby. You’ll have both of us there before this week is over.”

  She’d had her eyes squeezed shut, but now they flew open. She jerked her gaze from one to the other. And she didn’t focus on their faces. She licked her bottom lip, and his cock jerked in response. She frowned. “You’re too big to even consider it,” she whispered.

  He and Harris exchanged an amused look that quickly turned heated. “I believe she needs a demonstration,” Harris invited, a slight, wicked smile curving his lips.

  Ethan was more than ready to take up the offer. They turned to each other at the same time, and he gripped Harris’s hips, pulling him close. The other man’s cock rubbed against his. He had to grit his teeth and fight back the orgasm that threatened to take him over.

  “Not gonna last,” he grunted.

  “Who asked you to?” Harris countered, and Ethan realized Harris was just as caught up in this new experience as he was.

  It was impossible not to be. Gabby knew about him and Harris, of course. She’d never said a word against the relationship. That wasn’t quite the same as taking part in it, however. He’d never known if she’d accept him and Harris like this, in her face so to speak, or insist on keeping the relationships separate. He knew he would attempt to convince her otherwise if she tried, because he was sure he couldn’t divide them. It was exhilarating to know she’d come this far for them. But how far would she go? Ethan didn’t want to compromise. He wanted no half measures. He needed her to embrace every part of this trinity, and not just occasionally because the heat was in charge.

  Harris bit his bottom lip hard enough to sting, and Ethan growled in response, turning and pushing until Harris’s back was against the wall next to the bedpost. Ethan ground his pelvis against Harris’s, freed one hand to tweak the man’s nipple. Harris’s groan was loud and lusty and perfect.

  “You went away somewhere,” Harris grunted.

  “So you decided to get my attention?”

  The familiar wicked, sexy smile. “Worked.” He maneuvered a hand between them and wrapped it around Ethan’s cock. Oh hell yeah, it did. He thrust back and forth in the tight grip.

  “I can’t see,” Gabby complained from the bed, and he looked over. Her head was turned back, trying to watch them. Had to be uncomfortable as hell. Harris, using those mental powers that no longer freaked Ethan out, released her bonds. She immediately scrambled into a crouch, turning to sit cross-legged to watch them and wincing a bit when her bottom landed on the bed.

  He grinned and reached for the controller. She’d forgotten about the plug. He kicked it up a notch, and she shivered, hands gripping her knees so hard her knuckles turned white. He chuckled when her hands began to slide up her inner legs and moved forward to grab them, holding them against his chest.

  “Oh no, baby. You’re just watching right now.”

  Her jaw clenched, eyes flashing ire, but she obeyed, and it gave him a moment’s pause.

  Harris claimed she was submissive, a contention Ethan had always scoffed at, but maybe the wizard was on to something. Ethan lowered her arms and moved them behind her back. She laced her fingers together.

  “Hold her like that,” he told Harris.

  Okay, it was an order, and normally Harris wouldn’t let Ethan order him around. That Harris followed his command exhilarated Ethan, even though he knew it was because they had the same goal. Claiming Gabby. Convincing her to stay with them.

  Harris nodded and stepped up behind him. His wolf tensed until it felt familiar hands on his waist. Lovers or not, old friends or not, the wolf did not like being approached from behind.

  But both man and wolf had learned to trust this wizard, and once he was recognized, his touch was welcomed. Encouraged.

  Ethan rubbed his ass against Harris’s cock and took his own in hand. Gabby looked mesmerized as he stroked it in long, smooth movements. Her eyes were dazed, fevered, her bottom lip held hard in her teeth. She shifted to the edge of the bed, but she didn’t free her fingers from their laced position. Her gaze never moved from his cock, and with a moan, she leaned forward and licked her lips. If that wasn’t an invitation, he didn’t know what was.

  He stepped closer until his knees bumped the bed, his cock jutting out proudly before him.

  Swaying forward, tongue darting out, she licked the drop of precum from its tip. Her touch was like lightning whipping through his body. Too much, too fast, too soon. He jerked. Thank gods Harris caught him so he didn’t fall and embarrass himself.

  “She’s intoxicating when she’s like this,” Harris murmured. Ethan knew he meant when the hormones of heat were ruling her, but after experiencing it, he was pretty sure he’d always crave her with the same intensity.

  Ethan had never been so out of control around her, and he’d had her many times when the heat wasn’t in charge. She didn’t believe it yet, but there was no going back. Judging by the expression on her face, she wasn’t thinking about anything but her next orgasm. Her body was tense, her skin flushed, her eyes dreamy and lost. He was more than happy to give her more.

  When he felt like it and not one second sooner.

  She had to understand the depth of the pleasure he could give her. Had to understand no one else could ever compete. The wolf rode him hard. He wanted to bite her, mark her, claim her, and he wanted everyone to know. He needed that stamp of possession to glow like a neon-bright sign on a moonless night. And more, he needed her to accept his right to her.

  Harris reined him in be
fore he lunged for Gabby, but Ethan was too far gone to the wolf to allow him the lead. He spun them around and shoved Harris to the bed. Harris landed on his knees but rolled to his back, shoving at Ethan with his mind when the wolf tried to surge forward. It wasn’t enough power to throw him aside but it slowed him down, gave him back a little of his mind. In his current state, Harris wouldn’t let Ethan take him on his knees, from behind, and Ethan didn’t blame him. The wizard was strong, but he was no wolf. It would be face-to-face, torso to torso, and would make it easier for Ethan to rein in the animal that was his second half. Things changed when you looked someone in the eye as you fucked them. And everything changed as he looked into Harris’s eyes. Harris knew, and he accepted this part of Ethan. He understood how much it meant to that untamed side of Ethan, how important it was to take over the ones he loved. Harris also understood this wasn’t about sex; this was the expression Ethan allowed himself with the two people he loved most in the world, who he knew were perfectly capable of taking care of themselves. The wolf knew. The man knew. But he still needed this. He still needed them to let him take charge, to let him take care of them, at least some of the time.

  He knew his eyes were glowing yellow, felt the wolf’s claws breaking through his fingertips, but when he met Harris’s gaze, he saw only invitation. Only love, and it was unconditional. He needed, craved the same from Gabby, but at the moment he’d take what he could get.

  Harris was sick of waiting apparently, and he reached up, gripped the back of Ethan’s neck with one hand, and yanked him down for a soul-sucking kiss. Ethan groaned into it, his cock pulsing in insistent demand, and he nudged against Harris’s ass.