trustworthy as Owen, so she kept a good distance when they pawed at her feet and sniffed her out.
“This is Oracle,” said Owen, motioning toward the gray colored wolf. “And this is Chance,” he said, pointing at he cinnamon colored wolf. Chance snarled at Giselle’s feet and then let out a howl. Owen asked him to hush up, and he obeyed. The moon cast a large pale light on Giselle and the pack members. Then Chance spun around and fled. For a second Giselle worried that Richard would come looking for her again. She looked around to see if she was still alone, and felt confident that she was.
“Giselle, Oracle and I need to preserve our lineage,” Owen aid and moved closer to her. You are of the right age and the right type for us,” Owen extended one of his hands and stroked her face. Giselle watched in amazement as both Owen and Oracle shifted back to human form. She recalled the man in the sporting goods store, talking on his phone about wolves near Silver Lake. It all made sense to her now.
Owen pulled his hand back from Giselle’s face and then admired her as she stood in the moonlight. Her long blond hair was loose at her shoulders, and her curvy body resembled a piece of art. She said nothing and both Owen and Oracle moved closer. They each stroked her face with heir hands, and Giselle felt the electric sensation once again.
Owen kissed Giselle’s neck, and she felt tingling warmth run through her spine. She knew that there was something about him that was unique, and she desired more of his touch. Owen rubbed Giselle’s shoulders, and she closed her eyes momentarily. When she opened them, Oracle put his hands around her waist and pulled her closer to his body. Owen reached for her, as well, and Giselle was soon consumed by the embrace of both men. The intense energy beamed off her body and into the atmosphere.
“Would you like any more tea before I put this away?” Carla sat tat their site, relaxing with Jasmine. Richard had already fallen asleep. Carla suggested that they get up and look for Giselle if she didn’t return in the next fifteen minutes. Meanwhile, Giselle had lost track of the time.
“Owen, this feels amazing,” said Giselle. She closed her eyes once more as Owen caressed her shoulders and memorized the shape of her hips with his mind. Oracle leaned forward and pressed his lips against Giselle’s lips. She opened up her mouth slowly and he traced the bottom of her lips with his tongue. Giselle found this an incredibly sensual experience and she desired more. Owen ran his hands along Giselle’s waist, and pulled her closer to him until he could smell the scent of her hair. Oracle stood back and watched, gaining energy for the Alpha Diamond pack in the process.
Giselle realized that at this point, Carla, Jasmine, and Richard were probably all sleeping. She didn’t feel worried about them wondering where she was, and she decided to allow herself the pleasure of being desired by two wolf shifters. She went back in her mind to the initial meeting, when they had leapt down from the ridge, and she realized what powerful creatures they were. To her, it was beginning to feel like a privilege to be in their company, and she wanted to make the moments last.
Owen ran a hand along the fleece jacket that Giselle wore. He felt the contour of her breasts and she sighed softly. Then he pulled her closely once again and eased her body to the forest floor. Giselle lied quietly as Owen gently lowered his body on top of hers. He could smell the vanilla lotion that she wore and he licked her neck softly with is tongue. Oracle lied down next to them, and played with Giselle’s hair. Then he massaged her arms and her legs with is large, masculine hands.
The moon lit up Silver Lake and the sound of coyotes could be heard off in the distance. Giselle was now entranced by the energy of the shifters. She had no drive to go