Page 59 of Shifted Love: Vol 3

Atlas and Alder trampled in front of us, racing ahead as fast as their little legs would take them until we called for them to turn back. I usually didn’t have a hard time keeping up with the boys, but after two nights chasing after them in the wilderness, I was definitely ready to head back home. Unfortunately, we’d told them they’d have one more day of camping, and our boys never forgot a promise when it was something they wanted. We’d never hear the end of it if we left today.

As though Keane could read my thoughts, he murmured, “I know just what you need. Some quality time with your mate.”

“Always.” Snuggling against his side, I pictured exactly how we would spend that time together in our bed. “Tomorrow can’t come soon enough.”

“I can do better than that,” he boasted, shortly before his brother came tromping through the woods.

He saluted Keane and flashed me a mischievous grin. “Your second in command, reporting for nephew duty.”

“Uncle Leyton!” the boys squealed, running to him. Leyton tossed them in the air, making them laugh.

“Want to go swimming at the waterfall?” he asked, once the boys were settled back on the path.

They nodded, and gripped his hands. I watched as Keane’s brother and our cubs disappeared just over the hill, and my shoulders finally relaxed.

A chill ran up my spine in the best way possible as Keane’s lips pressed against my neck.

“We better use our time wisely,” he whispered against my heated skin.

I sighed, leaning into his touch. Even after all these years, Keane still made me melt with the simplest touch. “What if the cubs come back early?”

“Then we’d better make it quick,” he growled, whirling me around so his lips devoured mine.

I was almost a foot shorter, but my body perfectly fit against his as he lifted me off the ground. My legs instinctively circled his waist, and he walked us back toward one of the big trees.

“Is this enough privacy for you, baby?” he murmured against my neck as he pushed my back against the tree, his hardened length pressed right against my already heated core.

“I guess it’s a little bit better,” I managed to squeak.

“I hope you packed extra pants because I need these off of you. Now,” he growled, with one big tear, ripping my pants to shreds before they fluttered to the ground.

I gasped. “What if I didn’t have another pair?”

He laughed, meeting my gaze. “Then I guess I’d just have to stare at this perfect ass all night.”

With one big hand, he pawed at my butt, then slid a finger up toward my slit.

“Fuck, baby, this pussy is already so wet for me,” he groaned, thrusting one digit inside of me.

I pushed my hips toward him, wanting to feel more of his touch.

He laughed. “Always such a greedy pussy for me.”

With one hand toying with me, Keane used the other to drop his jeans and boxers. His dick was already primed and ready, leaking at the tip as he positioned it at my entrance.

I gripped onto his strong shoulders as he thrusted in me, filling me to the hilt. We both moaned together as his hips met mine over and over.

Biting down on his shoulder, I tried to tamper the orgasm building inside of me. The last thing I wanted was for one of our boys to hear my scream and think I was in danger.

He growled, thrusting harder. “That’s it, baby. I can feel you squeezing my cock. Come for me. Come all over this cock.”

“Shhh,” I hissed into his ear. “The cubs and your brother could hear us.”

He laughed. “Then you’d better keep your mouth busy because I want you to come like a waterfall all over my cock.”

He sealed his words over my lips, kissing me deeply. As his tongue met mine, I clenched hard, my orgasm hitting fast as I moaned into his mouth.

“Fuck,” he murmured, pumping harder as his release spilled into me, making my already sensitive pussy contract again.

Anchoring himself deep inside my tight heat, Keane stilled, giving me one final lingering kiss before pressing his forehead to my shoulder. “Best camping trip ever.”

“As long as we include more alone time, you can count me in for another outing like this.”

“Will do, baby.”

I looked down at the ground as he gently set me back on my feet, looking at my torn pants and now stretched-out underwear. “Dang, I better find something else to wear before the cubs get back.”

“I’ll help you with that,” he said, putting his hand out.

I took it, intertwining our fingers, wondering how I got so lucky to have such a perfect life. Even if it involved camping sometimes.

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