Defying Pack Law by Eve Langlais

in a million
years a few days ago, now had to wonder. Dana had changed, and he
could no longer say with certainty what she would or wouldn’t
do.
    As for him, the idea of a ménage intrigued him.
While he was a true lover of the female form, there was something
to be said about the eroticism of a group orgy that made him hope
that one day Dana would be open enough to try.
    “ If we do ever get that lucky, that
puppy Kody better not be there. If what I hear is true, he’d put us
both to shame.”
    John looked down at his crotch ruefully. “Damn.
That would explain the number of ladies always hanging about
looking for him.”
    Nathan laughed. Maybe things wouldn’t turn out
so bad, so long as he was first to mark her and claim her with his
cock. That wasn’t something he was willing to
relinquish.
     
     

Chapter Eight
     
    Dana paced the bedroom, torn between annoyance
and anticipation. After her failed escape attempt and titillating
exam by John, she’d napped. A nap that left her hot and bothered,
and even worse, more confused than ever. Her dreams were filled
with men, familiar ones bent on seducing her, touching her,
pleasing her—all at once. And damned if she didn’t find it hot.
But, at the same time, she didn’t know what to do about
it.
    Dana was fast approaching thirty-one, and yet
she embarrassingly lacked sexual experience. Her maiden voyage, so
to speak, with Nathan was her one and only attempt at lovemaking.
Not because she didn’t desire sex or intimacy, she just hadn’t
found anyone else who drew her in the twelve years she’d hidden.
Inexperience, however, didn’t mean she was completely clueless.
She’d taken to reading romance novels and erotica. She became quite
adept at masturbation, touching herself in a quick frenzy that
didn’t completely satisfy her. However, a self-induced orgasm was
one thing, a mind-shattering experience like the one she remembered
at Nathan’s hands a whole other. Despite her misgivings, despite
her confusion and, yes, even fear, she longed to taste that passion
again. The most shocking part, she didn’t just desire Nathan. She’d
jumped to the extreme and found herself wanting three men—possibly
at once.
    Dana had never understood the whole ménage
thing in the bedroom. In her world, it was one man, one woman at a
time. She’d avoided books of that type due to her pack experience.
But ever since John had spoken to her, she couldn’t stop thinking
about it, wondering how it would feel. To end up the focus of so
many hands, tongues, and cocks . . .
    Her train of thought appalled her, yet it also
excited her. Could she find pleasure in such a naughty scenario?
How would the mechanics of it work? Who would put what where? How
could she even contemplate it?
    Could I try it without binding
myself as their mate? A trial run, so to speak. She bit her lip at the naughty thought.
    She wore a path in the rug with her
back-and-forth pacing. So intent was she with her inner dialogue,
she didn’t hear someone enter.
    “ Thinking of me, darling?” said a
voice from right behind her.
    Dana screamed and whirled. With a survival
instinct cultivated over twelve years on the run, she thrust and
kicked without pause. And both her shots connected. The blond pup,
who had snuck up on her, folded over and hit the floor
groaning.
    Dana immediately felt contrite and dropped to
the floor beside him. “I’m sorry. You scared the hell out of
me.”
    A heart-stopping minute later, she found
herself yanked on top of him. She peered at him in shock and saw
him watching her back with a wide grin. He was also very happy to
see her judging by the thickness that nudged the apex of her
thighs. If the tingling that raced through her body at his
proximity was any indication, her body didn’t mind, and in fact
rejoiced.
    “ I’ll forgive you for a kiss,” he
said.
    Dana almost laughed. His outrageous claim
should have put her hackles up, but he truly did look adorable
lying there with his