Page 36 of Banished Mates
My tears were already minimal as they quietly trickled from the corner of my eyes. Kit pressed my body into his warm one, surrounding me and thawing me out. My ear pressed to his chest and the pounding of his heart vibrated against the surface.
I peeked at Rowan from the corner of my eye. His muzzle was tight with tension, but satisfaction lowered his eyelids. His head tilted to the side, and I didn’t miss the confusion in his eyes. He didn’t seem to understand how to comfort me, but Kit would, which was why he’d woken him up. I had no idea why that created a knot of emotion in my throat.
“It’s all right,mo chridhe.”
I licked my lips and rubbed my cheek into his fur. Lifting my hand, I pressed my fingers into Rowan’s arm. There was a slight difference in texture. Rowan’s was slightly rougher and longer than Kit’s and the coloring leaned more toward gray on Rowan.
A strange picture flashed in my brain and a smile spread on my lips as I fixated on the image of me on the bed being cuddled by the twin werewolves in their monster forms. The bed was dipped dangerously low, and I was cradled on Kit’s lap, practically swimming within his body while Rowan hovered near, attention fixed on me.
A silent laugh shook my body. With the move, I noted his jutting pink cock resting close to his stomach and pressing into my side. It was thick and erect, and the tip was close to caressing my nipples. So big...
My toes curled as a shiver traveled down my spine. I’d had that inside me.
It throbbed and I lifted my gaze to find his attention narrowed on my mouth. My tongue flicked out to wet my lip as my breathing became shallow. Need built in my belly. I hadn’t had enough. The only aspect of my past life that I would agonize over was Camden, but everything else? Nope. I was sure they’d already replaced me at my job after being a no-show.
Kit grunted and his head dipped to bury his nose into my locks. The snuffles against my head lifted the hair on the back of my neck. This was a trade-off I was more than happy to live with.
The sensual images of me riding him earlier flickered to life and then melded into Rowan fucking me from behind. My nipples pebbled, but it had nothing to do with the cold.
I wanted to be chased by him too, to sate the primal need gnawing at my insides. My wolf was one hundred percent on board. She was all for it right now. This second.
I had to rein her in before her excitement took me overboard.
“We need to get food from town,” Kit murmured. “You mentioned a phone as well, correct?”
I nodded, eyelids drooping as I savored the warmth and wiggled.
No, I had to get the phone... but this felt so delicious.
His cock twitched. “Now, or I’ll nae release you for a week, minimum.”
Damn it.
I jumped to my feet.
Willow
The driveto town was winding, so I had to massage my temples. I swallowed repeatedly to push back nausea.
It was annoying since I would have loved to absorb the scenery at length. I gawked at the rolling hills and the way they inched over the peaks, spilling into the dips and valleys to fill the crevices. The thin layer of ice covering the knolls glinted so beautifully I hadn’t been able to look away even with the whirling of my stomach. I hollowed out my breathing and wet my lips.
The terrifying beauty emulated my feelings toward the twins. I couldn’t look away from them and, at the same time, they made my stomach tighten, but instead of nausea, it had everything to do with nerves. As if sensing I was thinking about him, Kit’s hand settled on my thigh, setting off a fluttering in my chest so intense it detracted from the nausea that had been my constant on the ride. I licked my lips and peeked at him from the corner of my eyes. The bow of his brow was set in concentration as he drove.
My fingertips fluttered over the hem of the huge sweater draped over me, but that wasn’t the most ridiculous part of it, nope that award went to the sweats. I’d had to draw the strings, until it dug into my belly and then knotted it.
I rubbed my arms to stave off the chill.
“Cold,mo chridhe?” He didn’t give me a chance to respond before his arm was around me, palm at my hip and scooting me toward him. He dragged me over until my side was smushed to his. Even though he was in his human form, he ran as hot as an oven. Turning my knees toward him, I wiggled closer. This was heaven. A tremble worked down my limbs, lifting goose bumps as it went.
“Cold?” Rowan growled from the backseat, the word tilting up at the end. He reached over and pressed his thick arm across my other side. Unlike Kit, he remained in his wolfman form, and he didn’t seem to want to change back even when Kit had snapped at him to shift. I sighed, eyes fluttering as their proximity chased the chill away. I could die in their arms and I’d die happy. The way they fucked, devoured, and claimed my body shattered me. Single-handedly lowering my defenses.
It was me. I craved this... this sense of belonging. There was only one person I felt similarly toward, and that was Camden.
In the place of the nausea came utter hollowness as my stomach dipped at the thought of him.
The cramp dragged me from the fanciful thoughts, which was a good thing. I’d just met Rowan and Kit. Yes, they were my mates—and we were werewolves, so my obsession with them wasn’t out of place.
But I needed to keep myself sane because if I gave them all of me...
