Lee’s gray eyes went dark, his gaze searching. Knowing. “Who gave you trouble?”

“No one. Denise was just being a shit.”

“Denise? No shit?” One of Lee’s brows went up. “Do I need to talk to Logan?”

Logan was the pack alpha, and he and Lee had gotten close over the last year. Oh, not that kind of close, though the one time Logan had torn Lee up had been obvious from the bite marks and shit. That had just been a rite of passage, though. “No. I mean, not right now.” Heather bit her lip. “It’s been better with you, right, Dan?”

Danny nodded, his green eyes just as intense as Lee’s. “Yeah. I mean, people have been a lot more accepting since you guys took me under your wing. A few have been growly, but that’s always in town.”

Grumbling low in his throat, Lee nodded. “Well, you tell me if anyone else bothers either of you. It’s my job to keep you safe.”

That had her bristling a little. “I’m perfectly capable…”

“So is Dan. That doesn’t change the fact that I’m your mate, and therefore bound to protect both of you.” Lee got in her face, teeth bared a little. “Got it?”

A super-tense moment passed while she and Lee stared one another down, but it was broken by Danny batting his eyelashes and cooing, “That is so hot, big boy.”

They all cracked up, and Lee ate his ice cream, which Heather loved to watch. Danny was almost catlike sometimes, so clean and careful. Lee? He was a big, slobbery wolf who ate like it was his last meal every time. She loved to watch, and she loved to watch Danny watch, wide-eyed, his cheeks hot. Sensory overload was Lee’s specialty.

Once the ice cream was gone, Heather swept all of the leavings into a bag and tied a knot in the handles before going to push Danny down and straddle his hips. “Now we can get all busy, huh?”

Danny laughed, his hands coming to rest on her ass. He looked so relaxed, so happy. It was a great look. “We can, but I think you have the positions wrong.”

“I do?” Huh. What could be wrong with – “Oof.”

Moving fast, Danny rolled her onto her back, pulling her legs up and out so she was spread open. Then he knelt between her legs and offered Lee his ass. That worked. That worked really well.

Danny started to bend to kiss her, but Lee barked out, “Stop.” They both froze, Heather staring up at Lee, Danny craning to look over his shoulder. “Clothes off first,” Lee demanded. “That way we don’t have to stop later.”

“Oh, good idea.” Danny stripped like his clothes were on fire, then went to work on Heather’s jeans while she wiggled out of her shirt and bra.

Both of the boys paused to stare at her tits, which made Heather giggle and shake them a little so they bounced. They were such guys. She reached up, lifting them and squeezing them together, and Danny and Lee both moaned. “You’re the only one with clothes on, Lee.”

Lee shook himself before his starched shirt, Wranglers and boots went flying in all directions. Obviously, Danny took that as a sign, and bent to lick at her nipples, first one, then the other. Lee muscled up behind Danny; she felt his heat on her bent legs, spreading her even more. Danny moaned, his head lifting so he could stare into her eyes. Oh, yeah. Look at that. “You like that, don’t you, Danny? Like it when Lee rubs his cock right there, right up against your ass.”

“God, you have a filthy mouth. I love it.” Danny kissed her belly, his lips hot and wet, before moving down toward the vee of her spread legs. “And yeah, I love Lee’s cock too.”

“Good.” Lee grunted. “Did you happen to get lube at the store?”

“Nope. We forgot the condoms as well.” Heather tried to act repentant, but that just meant Danny would get fucked and Lee would have to use his mouth to get Danny ready. Oh, the horror.

Chuckling, the sound rough as a cob, Lee disappeared behind Danny, and soon enough, hard moans were echoing against her thighs as Lee licked Danny’s ass.

Heather wiggled, reminding Danny that she was open and ready, and that she needed him damned bad. That hot mouth found her clit, Danny taking the hint and getting down to work. Her hips started to rise and fall, her belly drawing in with pleasure. Heather heard Lee rumbling, growling, and the wet sounds of mouths on skin. Danny was crying out against her every few seconds, Lee working him over hard and good.

Three fingers slid inside her cunt, Danny giving her no warning at all, and Heather howled, her fingers scrabbling at the earth on either side of her, searching for something solid. It got better when Lee rose up behind Danny, his big hands on Danny’s lean hips as that heavy cock pushed into Danny’s ass. That gave her something to focus on, something to watch.

Pleasure crashed over her in waves, her nipples so hard that she just had to pinch them, trying to get a little relief. Her clit throbbed under Danny’s tongue, and her wet pussy clamped down around his fingers.

They rocked together, Lee’s strong thrusts pushing Danny against her cunt, that long tongue working her until she thought she’d go crazy. She thrashed a little, trying to get more, to get closer to both of them. Danny gave her what she wanted, his fingers thrusting in and out, his breath hot on her when she grunted.

“Oh, fuck.” The desperation in Lee’s voice told her he was roaring toward the finish line, and Danny shook with Lee’s thrusts, every one making that lean body shudder. The vibrations added just the extra touch Heather needed, and she cried out, ripples of pleasure pushing out from her cunt and up her spine, her orgasm finally going off like fireworks in her brain.

“Christ.” Danny lifted his head to look at her, and his eyes went wide and cloudy, his ass pushing back so hard his back arched in an impossible bow. His come fell on her leg, his shout ringing out through the trees.

Finally, Lee grunted, slamming into Danny so hard that all three of them slid across the ground before collapsing together in a tangle of arms and legs.

“I needed that.” Heather stroked Danny’s thick hair; his head had landed on her upper belly, just below her breasts.

“Looks like.” Lee growled a bit. “I’ll talk to Denise.”

“No, you won’t,” she snapped. “This is a girl thing. You leave it alone.”

“Baby…”

“No.”

“Give up.” His voice muffled by her skin, Danny chuckled. “She’s got it set in her mind. You can’t win.”

“You’re no help,” Lee grumbled, pinching Danny’s hip. “But if something else happens, you have to tell me. Deal?”

“Deal.” That worked for her. It satisfied Lee’s big, alpha need to protect them, but let her make her own way. That was really all a girl could ask.

Chapter Three

Rage filled him, and it was almost too much to wait for the roommate to leave. Almost. Once the skinny geek was gone, though, Danny’s room was fair game.

He tore it up with all of the violence he wanted to spend against Heather and Lee and especially the little outsider. He wanted to hurt them all. The full moon was still too damned far away, and he had to let a little of his rage out or he would explode.

Books, bed, clothes; he shredded it all. They would learn. Oh they would learn, damn them. All of them. He would make sure of it.

“Hey, Simon, guess what I did instead of going to the ice cream social…” Danny trailed off when he opened the door to his dorm room, the smell of piss and male anger strong enough that it hit him long before he saw the mess.

“Oh, God. Simon? Simon!”

There was no answer, but Danny scrambled through the piles of torn clothing and shredded mattresses to check anyway. No bodies in the closets. Thank God. Popping his cell phone open, Danny stared at his room, which was just trashed. He dialed Simon, hoping to hell that his roomie was okay.