Wolf Betrayed (Talon Pack #4)(50)



“Be on alert,” Gideon ordered everyone within hearing distance. “This could be just the beginning.”




But after four hours, they knew it had only been a test in a long game that no one wanted to play. Shane sank down in the tub fit for four and closed his eyes. His body hurt from shifting, nearly dying, and throwing his body around like he had. He was almost up to full strength, but he wasn’t exactly there yet. Thank God he’d been in top shape before all of this had happened. If he hadn’t been, he was sure he wouldn’t be where he was now.

After they’d been on high alert for so long, Gideon had ordered Charlotte and Shane to rest. Bram was still with the Redwoods and would be for the night, leaving Shane and Charlotte by themselves. The Redwoods, thankfully, hadn’t been attacked. Only the Talons. Only where Shane was now. That had to mean something, but Shane was too tired to think about it.

Of course, when Charlotte walked into the bathroom, naked, curvy, and f*cking sexy as hell, Shane figured he wasn’t too tired for everything.

Her hair covered her breasts, but her nipples peeked out from beneath the long waves. He loved her body, the way her hips flared out and her nipples went from a light brown to an even darker color when she was aroused. After he and Bram had sucked on them for hours, they turned even duskier.

Her breasts overfilled his hands, and he knew he’d never stop wanting to lick and bite every inch of her. He loved her ass, how it was firm but also round and perfect for his grip when he pounded into her.

He let out a groan, unable to hold it back and squeezed the base of his dick. “You’re so f*cking sexy, Charlotte.”

She smiled at him then before cupping her breasts. “Oh, really?”

He licked his lips before slowly sliding his hand up and down his cock. He hadn’t added any bubbles or shit to the water so she could see exactly what he was doing.

“Come closer but keep playing with your tits.” She did as he ordered, and he lifted one hand out of the water. “Pinch your nipples. That’s right. Do it hard and imagine it’s me and Bram, taking turns, seeing who can make you come first.”

“Goddess,” she whispered. “You two are going to wear me out.”

He slid his wet hand over her folds, pleased as f*ck she was already damp for him. “We’ll take care of you, Char. You know we will. Now spread your legs a bit so I can see your pretty *.”

She spread for him.

Jesus, he was going to die a happy man. “I f*cking love your cunt, baby. You’re already wet for me and look how plump and swollen your folds are. Were you playing with yourself when you were out in the bedroom?” He brushed his knuckle along each side of her * before nudging it inside, just a tease.

Charlotte shook her head. “No. I wanted to come, but I’d rather have you do it for me.”

He grinned then and used his thumb to gently scrape her clit. “That’s my good girl. Come a little closer, baby. The tub is just the perfect height where if you put your leg on the edge, I can eat you out right here. You want that? You want my face between your legs and my mouth on your cunt? I love that sweet cream of yours on my tongue. You taste like ambrosia, and I have to lick every inch of you.”

She moved her leg, and he shook his head. “I changed my mind. I don’t want you to slip. Here, move to the edge of the tub, right on the rim. I want to f*cking eat you up, baby. Can you let me do that?”

Charlotte let out a rough laugh. “I’m about to come from that dirty talk of yours alone, so yeah, I can do that. And Shane? I really want you to eat me out. So please, get to that.”

Shane laughed. So this was what it was like to mate with a dominant female? He’d take it every f*cking day if he could. She positioned herself at the edge of the tub and her feet dangled in the water. Shane went to his knees, not the most comfortable position in the tub, but he’d take it if he could taste her.

Charlotte spread her legs, putting her cunt on display, and Shane was actually glad he was on his knees. He could better pray to the moon goddess for this gift from here.

“Put your hands on the edge of the tub and keep yourself steady.”

He didn’t wait for her to respond; instead, he lowered his head and feasted. She did taste of ambrosia—sweet, delicate, and f*cking his. He spread her with one hand and licked her from the bottom of her opening to her clit. With his other hand, he slid under her ass just a bit to play with her hole back there. Soon, he’d fill her ass with his cock, but for now, he’d make sure she could fit his fingers. Using her own juices, he massaged the area before sliding his finger into her hole.

She gasped and pressed her * closer to his face. He chuckled then, knowing the vibrations would go straight to her clit. Using his tongue and both hands, he f*cked her * and her ass at the same time, and before long, she came hard, screaming his name.

Even as she was panting, her eyes glazed over in bliss, he stood up, gripped her hips, and flipped her over.

“Hold the edge of the tub.” His voice was a low growl, and they were getting water everywhere. He knew it was probably f*cking dangerous to f*ck like this, but he needed to be in her.

Now.

She bent over, showing him that juicy ass and her very swollen *. He gripped the base of his cock and rammed into her in one stroke. They both froze, their breaths coming in pants.

“I think you just split me in half,” Charlotte said with a laugh.

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