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aching fullness, and pressed her wet thighs together. “Wolves, now and always, no matter what skin you walk in.”
    Asher and Russ parted from one another and made bold enough to climb the steps and press closer to Lainey. Not so far as the door, though, and Lainey took that opportunity to step back a pace. She held out her hand, palm facing them.
    They questioned her with their eyes.
    “I know what you are,” she said, firm and as flat as she could. “You ought to know what I am. What I was. I have no shame; I did my job and I was damned good at it, but I am no virgin and I am no girl. You sure you want this?”
    Dumb question? Maybe. But even if it was, a woman needed to hear that sort of answer made as solid as sound, as words.
    Asher answered for them. “Know everything,” he said. If he’d been a cat she’d have called it a purr. “Know all there is to it. Smell your past on you, under your skin. You have two skins, also.” He shrugged. “Both human. Still. Two skins. We like both.”
    Honesty. Lainey could taste it in his speech. Rare, that, and she liked it all the more. “Do you want to please me?”
    The looks they gave her now fairly smoldered. “Very much,” Russ said, reaching for Lainey.
    She took one step inside. Not to be cruel, but only to tease just far enough. “Enough to gift me with something besides your fine, eager selves inside me? For now.” Better make that last part clearer. “Give me a little treat before I give you my body.”
    Asher and Russ looked puzzled, and intrigued, and amused. “Ask,” Asher said. He put his arm around Russ to cuddle him close, and could it have been a more perfect set up?
    Lainey softened the demand she’d have made. They made her heart warm almost as much as they readied her body. “Kiss for me,” she said. “Touch each other, and let me watch. Don’t come. That’s all I ask for.”
    She spread her hands wide, asking silently, Will you give this ?
    The whiteness of Asher’s smile would have blinded her in that dark, still night, the blackness of the sky lit only by the gentle mistress moons with their diamond chips of stars and the song of cicadas and frogs. Russ drew his tongue across his lower lip.
    “Yes,” her wolves answered, one voice echoing over the other.
    Russ turned to Asher, enfolding himself within a circle Asher formed of his arms. Lainey saw in them the heat, yes, and the passion they rarely bothered to contain, but more… she saw the affection between them that transcended all games. She saw comfort, and she saw love, too.
    The fine bodies and well-shaped cocks the pair boasted might have won her body’s interest, and the games they played charmed her head, but this -- this won Lainey’s heart.
    They won Lainey’s heart before they’d so much as kissed. Made her want to warm herself against the glowing heat of them and never back away.
    And they hadn’t even kissed.
    But as she watched, softening in feelings she hadn’t even known had grown hard and brittle, kiss they did. Asher’s arms were well long enough to wrap them around Russ and he was tall enough to need to bend his head to nuzzle their mouths together.
    Russ made a sound somewhere between a hum, a growl and a moan; he tilted his head to give Asher all the access he needed to drop a line of open-mouthed kisses along his exposed throat while his own lips fell apart, his gaze hazy with arousal and sheer pleasure that he saw no reason to hide.
    Not that he gave without taking, mind. Russ dug his nails into Asher’s back, making Asher hiss into the kiss, then made Asher shiver and growl sweetly when he trailed the bare tips of those nails down Asher’s back. Laughing quietly, Russ nudged their lower bodies closer and wound one arm around Asher’s waist.
    Lainey could not help but notice that though they stuttered with the effort, neither wolf brought their engorged groins into contact with one another. She didn’t know where to look first, or what she wanted to