Ebony’s Run and Disappointment

       Ebony ran a short way. It wasn’t enough to run as a human. She shed her clothes and shifted. Leaving her satellite phone with her clothes, she ran on four feet. Just ran for a few minutes. When she’d calmed enough, Ebony slowed and noticed her surroundings. She picked up scents and thought about what happened. Should she send them packing? They were the first team she received in four years. If she fired them without a reason, she might not get another team for a long time. Or she might not have a job. It wasn’t like she couldn’t tell Alan about them being shifters. This wasn’t pack lands. Even if she felt territorial about it.

       Maybe she was tired. She’d not slept well. She caught their scent in her nose and it struck the right cords to give her some kinky dreams. She’d dreamt of several wolves in different scenarios taking her. Some they were wolves and others faceless humans taking her willing body until she woke up sweating as her body throbbed from her climax. There was no way she’d put herself between these males. There was no way she’d tell them she wanted them together and separately.

       They were her coworkers and just because they were bonded didn’t mean they wanted her. She could have imagined their interest. Mentioning anything was too embarrassing. They were bonded and she wouldn’t cause any jealousy between them. She wouldn’t be a home wrecker.

       A scent caught her attention. A human scent. One that didn’t belong in this area. Moments later, she came across an old campsite. It was abandoned now, but in the last few days, it was actively used. She found a shotgun shell. A large one. This wasn’t good. Ebony left the shell where it was, hoping it might have a fingerprint or other evidence.

       The guys wouldn’t leave a campsite that smells like humans. This must be what Benedict spoke of. Nothing good would come from these humans, being here.

       This wouldn’t be a research group because they would inform Ebony of their presence, where they were supposed to be, and what they were working on. Most of the time, she’d guide them in and out for their safety.

       She needed her camera and evidence bags. But first she needed to ensure the poachers weren’t still nearby.

       She didn’t find any new or fresh scents. So Ebony left the area to return to her clothes. That camp was far too close to Tower Twelve for her liking. Now she was happy for the three men with her now. 

       Ebony walked back to the station and climbed the tower ladder. She wasn’t in a rush, but when she reached the top, she heard noises on the other side.

       She couldn’t believe it. They were… No, they couldn’t. Those noises were so distinctive. Someone was having sex. Ebony’s curiosity got the better, and she opened the trapdoor and looked around. There they were, all three half naked. Writhing and straining. Franco’s face was bobbing in Peter’s lap. Peter was kissing Benedict with such abandoned. Benedict was thrusting into Franco’s bum so hard. She felt jealous of each man. As she watched, Franco climaxed. Shots of his completion hitting the floor. Gods, she wanted him doing that inside her. The other two men also found their happy ending. It was beautiful to watch in the display of sheer masculinity. Breathing roughly, she closed the trapdoor and made her way down the ladder.

       There was her answer. None of them were interested in her. They all had what they wanted. She was a third wheel, so to speak. But she felt her own desire rise as she watched them, and now she needed her own relief. Ebony made her way into the cabin and into her room. From the small nightstand, she took a purple vibrator from it. She needed relief fast. Now way would she let them find her relieving her desires.

      With her pants and panties around her ankle. Her thighs fell open, and she set about giving herself an orgasm that would settle her down for a while.

      Laying there, their mingled scent filled her nose and pushed her passions higher. Her orgasm was sudden and violent. Her body shook with each wave.

    Yes! Gods, that’s what she needed. She fell back, letting her euphoria flood her body. If one of them walked in now, they’d find her naked from the waist down and her vibrator still thrumming deep in her core. She massaged her breasts and rode her feelings.

     After a while, she straightened herself up and hide her vibrator again. Well, having a lover out here was a pipe dream at best. BOB would have to keep up his end of the bargain as long as her battery supply held out. That was depressing for her, but she was a realist. The men preferred each other.

       She was an adult and could accept that, but it hurt her pride. But she wasn’t so self absorbed that she wasn’t asking, why me?

       Ebony straighten up her room and was leaving the cabin when Benedict found her. He looked uncomfortable, and she thought they’d caught her watching them pleasure each other.

       “I’d like to talk to you and apologize.”

       Ebony swallowed her words and only said, “Oh, what’s that?”

      “I’m sorry, but I was the one who entered the Tower a few days ago. I was curious about you and who you were. I didn’t mean to scare you. Can you forgive me?”

     She signed. Now she was sorry for being a Peaking Tom. No, she wouldn’t embarrass them, but talking about how sexy they were together. Gods, her core was responding to her thoughts again. She was going to suffer for the next forty-two days. “I forgive you this time. Please don’t do it again.”

      “I won’t.” He put his hand over his chest like he was pledging or promising never to do it again.

      “Have you seen a camera? I think I found an old poacher camp and I want to photograph it. I guess it’s still up in the tower.”