~CASSELBA'S POV
I STARE AT THE MAN before me with melted eyes. That's right! I just stand and stare. Obviously, Caden Hallow was about the prettiest man I'd ever seen in my life.
That aside, the fact that he just went to war for me is supposed to sound cliche and everything, but trust me when I say this; 'A man in a military outfit is smoking hot.'
The waves of his dark hair are wet from perspiration and his elegant brows are creased. A faint smell of ash hangs around him, coating the vest he wears. In that moment, Caden smells like the wild. Forest, Earth, and Wind.
Just the three things I love...
I pull away from our group hug and look into his eyes. Miraculous brown depths that could hold a woman's heart with their light. The waning sun paints his beautiful form in a ghostly golden halo from behind so that he looks a bit divine.
At this thought, I smile. Caden Hallow could easily depicts as one of the Grecian Pantheons, particularly Apollo; one of my favorite Greek gods. I taught a little about them in my history lessons, and staring at the man before me, I wonder what the Hellene Priestesses of that age would have done with a man like Caden.
One thing was certain. They would have eagerly done more than just worship him.
Noticing I'm still staring, I pull my eyes away—slowly.
"I'm so glad you're back. Come in," I say.
I move through the large Mansion doors into the house and Caden follows. Ryan is the last to come in and the doors click shut behind him.
Turning away from both men, I begin to walk across the foyer to the flight of stairs beyond, talking as I move.
"I was so worried. I thought something had happened, and I couldn't bear the th—"
Warm hands abruptly wrap around my waist. Before I have time to protest the sudden grab, I'm dragged roughly from behind, slamming flush into a broad chest. His scent immediately fills my head, and I inhale. Deeply.
Lightning...
I didn't need to turn around to know that it was Caden that held me. My ass digs into his front, our posture blatantly erotic. I feel his very hard dick from behind, his impressive size bulged against my ass.
My lips twitch.
My body on the other hand is on overdrive. It had been, ever since I opened the door and saw him standing all hot and sexy in his military garb. Caden was built like a fighter and a model at the same time.
How could that even be possible!?!
It was though. I look to the side and meet Ryan's coffee eyes, heat shinning in the hazel orbs as he watches us with an interested smile.
"I've dreamed of holding you like this for weeks..."
It's Caden's voice. Rich, bassy, and rapturous.
"...Just like this."
His hands go to my waist and he holds me tighter to him, like he can't bear to have us separate. That's the kind of connection between me and the two men. I felt weirdly and absolutely complete around them.
...like we were a single soul split into three different bodies, and when we met, it was surreal. A fantasy.
I refocus when Caden begins to say bad things in my ear.
"I've dreamed of your beautiful body, your entrancing eyes, your sexy lips..." At this he trails his hand up my body, sending his thumb over my jaw and carressing my lips.
The electric atmosphere in the room grows and even Ryan's brown eyes darken as his father keeps on talking.
"... I've wanted to hold you, to love you, to taste you, to fuck you!"
GOD HELP ME! I sigh inwardly.
This man was corrupting my soul...
"...To take you so hard you'll only breathe my scent and scream my name."
I moan softly, grinding against him. My ass pushes on his massive cock and it burns through his trousers. His words turn from bad to wicked.
"...To slam as deep as possible into your beautiful pussy. To watch you cream my face. To hear you pant in bliss. To drown my tongue in your—"
Not able to hear more of his molten words without peeling off my clothes and making him do just that, I send my head back, stopping his words with a fierce kiss.
Caden's large hands turn to steel on my hips. The wildness of his battle with the Ferals coats his masculine scent, and I can almost taste the metallic tang of blood on his lips.
...My wolf glories at this, and I kiss him harder.
He drags me tighter to him as one of his hands slip from my hip, trailing like fire across my belly to my breasts—which he softly kneads, before continuing in sexy torture to my neck.
He holds his fingers over my pulse for a moment before he presses down...
A shudder moves through my entire body.
The possessive way he holds my neck, kissing me deeply, has my body on fire. His grip on my neck is firm but not choking. I enjoy it. His tongue slides wet over my lips before digging back in and I send an arm back to clutch his head.
His soft dark hair tickles my fingers, a little bit wet. Caden's fingers are moving slow over my throat when I feel another presence before me. The heat overshadows me just as I catch the scent.
...Rain.
In other words, Ryan.
As his father kisses me, the young man begins to nip on my neck, placing light kisses on my jaw, my cheeks, the exposed parts of my brown skin. He moves lower, trailing a path down the length of my body—with his lips.
Right now, I know I'm wet...
Wet for the both of them.
Ryan closes large hands over my breasts, fuller now in light of our passion and I shiver into his hands. He cups me, then kneads me, treating me softly and sinfully at the same time.
My lips break from his father and I look down. I instantly turn pink at the sight below. Ryan's head nuzzles at my cleavage as his hands work me on.
...Bad, bad boy! My wolf whispers in my mind.
I'm still enjoying the view when he suddenly places his mouth over my nipple, taut and showing through my shirt. I nearly splinter when he drags his tongue slow over me, then closes his mouth hard over the erect bud, dragging me into his mouth, right through my shirt.
"Oh god!" I moan, lifting my other hand to grasp his hair as he suckles like his life depends on it.
The sheer way he loves my body has my toes curling. He pulls away and the material has a wet spot left over the area. He blows softly over it and I squirm in Caden's hold.
"God!" I whimper.
One of my fingers trail over my lips as I watch him begin to lick again. Caden, the sexy man behind me, immediately grabs hold of the finger, pulling it away from my lips to his.
He drags it into his mouth at the same time Ryan pulls at my nipple. I buck into both their hold and Caden lifts my head back up to him. A moment later, his lips crash on mine.
"Never let go!" I whisper into his mouth.
"Never!" he whispers back.
Ryan starts to trail low, moving his love away from my breasts to my belly. His fingers drag down the zipper of my jeans, and he nuzzles at my lower abdomen.
...That's when my wolf does it. When she chooses to get hungry.
My stomach growls and both men freeze.
In an instant, Ryan is on his feet. Caden withdraws from my lips and before I have time to gather my scattered thoughts or much of anything really, I am face-to-face with two sets of worried brown eyes.
It's Ryan that speaks up first.
"Christ! Casselba, we're sorry. I didn't know you were hungry."
Caden just scowls at his son like it's his fault.
"Hey!" I say, "It's alright. I didn't know too."
"I bet your wolf did," Caden jokes. One of the few times he does, and I smile at him. At the both of them.
Ryan speaks up again.
"I think we should settle the beast, so to speak, before we continue anything else. Don't you?"
His father nods and both men give me a brilliant smile. They both walk over, placing a kiss on both sides of my head before they turn around and walk away.
...How could you not like such men?
I stand there in the foyer, watching my two 'human mates' walk off in their virility. One of them sexy as sin in a military garb, the other cute as fuck.
Who the fuck made rules against Canine and Human mating? I wonder.
Clearly, the person never experienced such attraction as I have. Come to think of it, all the lovers in my life were humans: Caden. Ryan. Clarence.
After a while, I follow after them, musing on my earlier words to Caden.
NEVER LET GO...