The sweet smell of blood caught Nolan by surprise. Not that he was surprised by the blood, it was the full moon after all, but the fact that he found the smell to be sweet.
As a half wolf shifter and incubus, he had sampled more than his fair share of it but never had it smelled like this. Sweet yet seductive. His wet, wolf’s nose was practically quivering as it tried to hone in to the source.
A streak of black fur lurched past him. Apparently his brother Dietrich had caught onto the smell, too. Growling, Nolan went after the bigger wolf, determined to capture his prize first.
The black wolf bared his teeth in a feral grin when it noticed that he was being followed in his pursuit. Nolan gave him a warning nip, but continued running towards the source of the smell.
While his brother might be bigger, being a half wolf and dragon shifter, they were pretty much evenly matched. Nolan’s leaner body allowed for more dexterity and faster movements while Dietrich’s muscle heavy body could barrel through any challenge.
Nolan burst into a small, moon light glen followed closely by his brother. At first, they almost missed the small, pure white wolf hiding behind the dead carcass of a boar. Dietrich first spied the wolf as it whimpered and tried to back away from the two very aggressive wolves.
Nolan sniffed even as he stalked his little prey. It looked like the little she-wolf had taken the big boar down all by herself but not without injury. There was a small cut near her rib and dried blood on one of her hind legs.
But being a shifter, she was already healing. He growled, wanting more than just a taste of her blood. Nolan could feel both his wolf and demon clamoring for the she-wolf in tandem.
Weird, his wolf and demon had never particularly gotten along and he had always struggled to keep them under control. Now it seemed that those instincts were working together to overpower Nolan’s control to get to the little wolf.
His brother, too, was having troubling keeping his beast leashed as they both stalked the little wolf. His dragon was fighting to take over. Nolan noticed a dark stream of smoke filtering out of Dietrich’s clenched teeth.
The white wolf was backing away but her movements seemed sluggish, almost as if she had to force herself to back away from them. Nolan noticed that her eyes, a stunning violet, were glazed as they darted from one brother to the other.
She stopped altogether when she reached the edge of the glen, a low whine escaping her snout. She looked behind her desperately, but she made no further movements. The wolf dropped to her hunches and after a few moment’s hesitation, rolled over to expose her belly.
Nolan stopped in his tracks. The last thing he expected his prey to do was show her submission. His brother on the other hand howled in satisfaction.
Suddenly the white wolf barked at them both, telling them to stop. Nolan barked back in a very affirmative no. Dietrich howled his agreement.
The wolf rolled over and Nolan growled. He liked her better when she was being submissive. Nolan changed his mind when a second later a naked woman kneeled in front of them with her head down.
The woman had silver hair down to almost her waist, but he couldn’t have cared less if she was shaved bald. The moon gleamed off her lithe body, illuminated the slight curves of her breast and hips and throwing shadows over her pelvis.
A small crescent shaped burn scar marred her right hip. She most certainly was part of the Crescent Moon Pack, but Nolan had never seen her in the pack gatherings.
Dietrich shifted next to him mid stride and continued to stalk towards her. He kneeled in front of her and tipped her face up to his. Nolan wanted to shove his brother away from the smaller wolf, the sight of Dietrich’s swarthy hand next to her pale skin enraging him. His breath came in heavy and labored as he watched his brother’s large hand trail down the smooth column of her throat. Nolan didn’t even realize he had shifted until he felt the wet head of his cock slap against his stomach. He kneeled next to his brother and faced the object of his sudden desire.
Her violet eyes fluttered back and forth between the two brothers. Her hands remained at her sides, staying perfectly still in Dietrich’s gentle hold. She didn’t seem to fear the bigger wolf’s hold on her neck; in fact she was subtly leaning forward into the touch. Slowly, Dietrich tightened his grip and pushed her backwards onto her back.
“What’s your name, little wolf?” Nolan asked in a guttural growl, surprised that he could even get a word out when he had this succulent morsel all laid out bare for him.
A tiny, pink tongue darted out and wet her plump lips. Nolan wanted to suck that pink little tongue inside his mouth. Then he wanted that tongue to lick something else, something very hard and throbbing.
“Enaera.” The whispered word made both brothers shiver as her sultry voice slipped over their hot skin like molten honey.
Dietrich was the first to recover. “Do you want to run from us, Enaera?” he asked his voice rough.
Enaera nodded her head in jerky moves since Dietrich’s hand allowed limited mobility, and then shook it. Then she nodded again but seemed to think it over before she shook it again.
Nolan grinned. Her mind might be confused but her body was screaming out an emphatic yes. The pink tips of her pouty nipples begged for a touch; his touch.
Her legs were subtly scissoring against each other, her thighs clenched tight in need. If he inhaled deep enough, he could just catch the musky smell of her desire.
“Do you need help deciding?” Nolan didn’t give her a chance to answer as he leaned over her with his hands on either side of head and kissed her. She gasped at the first touch of his lips, unwittingly allowing him the entry he wanted.
His tongue plunged into the hot cavern of her mouth, sliding in a tempestuous dance against her timid little digit. The delicious little whimpers and moans vibrated through him and only edged his desire to a boil.
Dietrich had long since released his hold on the wolf’s neck, his hands now roaming the rest of her beautiful body. His view of her was mostly blocked by his younger brother’s frame blanketing her body, but he didn’t let that deter him.
Dietrich and Nolan had shared women before, but they had never made a habit of it before.
Being hybrids from two species that normally didn’t mix had made the brothers infamous before they were even out of their mother’s womb and many had sought them out for that matter alone.
Dietrich had had no compunctions about taking advantage of his checkered heritage to get him some tail. Both he and his brothers had fucked everything from sirens to rusalkas to vampires and even the occasional human females.
But for some reason, this little wolf with hair like moon dust made him want to more than just fuck her. He wanted to utterly possess her.
Dietrich both hated and loved seeing his brother kissing her, a part of him wanting to keep her all for himself while another darker park reveled in her enjoyment of her debauchery.
He’d seen the desire slightly veiled by her fear for both of the brothers. And right now, with his cock aching to be inside her hot little pussy, he’d share her if he had to.