Franco insisted it was his turn to help Ebony out with the communications work and other administrative duties. While they kept an eye out from the tower, the other two set out to see if they could find out more about these poachers and where they’d been. Ebony figured they could start looking there for evidence of a wight having been disturbed when her family arrived. Ebony hated the idea of them looking for anything like the wight without her. Partially because Benedict didn’t believe that such a creature still existed in the modern world or even existed in the past.“Ebony, hon. You need to relax. Peter and Benedict will be fine out there. They know what they are doing, and they’ll be careful. Honestly, it’s daylight and the chances of them finding anything are slim. You need to focus on how we’re going to keep the other rangers from this area if possible.” Franco was standing behind Ebony, his hands on her shoulders, trying to work out the knots that were formi
Everyone settled as Peter quickly got lunch together. Benedict loved what he saw when they arrived back, and now Ebony finally got her hands on one of them. She sat in his lap facing him, her hands jerking him off eagerly. She whispered in his ear. “I like this, but I want to see you come for me. Come on. I want to see how high you can shoot it.” She was teasing him. Getting him to focus on his happy ending. “Never mind how high it goes. Let’s see how fast I come inside you.” Benedict’s fingers moved quickly to her core and thrust in to test her readiness. “Gods, of course, you’re ready for me.” He moved her from his lap to the desk. Then with her face down, Benedict’s shaft entered her and again showed Ebony how hot he ran and how he loved to drive them to new heights, fast and hard. Again, she throbbed over his knotted shaft. His swollen shaft throbbed, and he thrust into with it grunting, come shooting hotly with it. Her hypersensitive core spasmed each time until he
Ebony took Franco out with her the next day for their search through the woods and just like Benedict and Peter. It was a waste of time and effort.The poachers appear to have dropped off the face of the map, except for the abandoned pieces of their kills. They’d not had the decency to bury or burn the remains.The animals had long since claimed what they left, so there was no point in doing anything more than trying to retrieve the bullets and shells if they could. The last thing they needed was another animal dying because they choked on a bullet.With information from tracking numbers and such, Ebony could record and track how many monitored creatures were victims of these poachers. The worry Ebony had was, did they leave on their own, or did the wight interrupt their hunting trip? “I’d like to stop near the river on the way back. Peter says there’s some wild onions he wants us to collect. He didn’t have room for them when they were out yesterday. He could fi
“Any interesting happen while we were gone?” Ebony asked once they’d settled with coffees in the tower. She watched a concerned look be exchanged between Peter and Benedict before Peter responded to Ebony’s inquiry. “Nothing interesting except we got a rather odd call from Alan while you were out. The report concerns him, but his list of rangers that he could send in here is a little too slim to really pick anyone from. So his solution is that we temporarily stop monitoring from the tower and focus on finding the poachers. Until we have more concrete information, his hands are tied.” Peter’s words were like a godsend in one aspect, but Benedict appeared to think otherwise if Ebony was reading his face correctly. Franco was helping Peter with lunch and staying out of this conversation right now. Ebony could understand that. “What? That’s crazy. They did just sent you three here. Why close the tower down? That defeats the purpose of training you on how to deal
“Benedict, can we talk just the two of us? I have a few questions and I don’t want this to get out of hand.” Ebony approached Benedict later that night. It bothered her how fixated he was on the McConnell pack. There wasn’t exactly a particular thing he said or his reaction. What bothered was Franco’s words. ‘It’s not my place to tell it.’ That triggered something in the back of her mind after their conversation about the pack representation in her family. “What is it, babe?” With night falling and the sounds dropping as the night life settled into place, it was like a blanket lay over the night, giving them privacy of a sort. “I’m sorry, but it’s been bothering me all afternoon, but I didn’t want to pry in front of the others and cause a scene. But will you tell me what you have against the McConnell pack in general? I think having them coming here and being related by a couple of matings. I should understand what’s about to hit the fan.” Ebony tried to be as i
“Benedict? Why are you looking at me that way?” The only way Ebony could describe his expression was that of guilt. “I was joking. Never mind, let’s just get back.” She didn’t like the look. Brains wouldn’t cause this reaction, so why would he react like that from the words ‘brood mare?’ Was that what he saw her as? She wasn’t going to get into that just yet. How would that work? No, it was too soon to work out the logistics for something like that. “Ebony wait. I’m sorry you just caught me by surprise with that.” “Yeah, well, it’s too early to figure out how that would work out. Forget I said anything. Okay?” “But.” “I’m not ready to have pups. My career has just started. Then there’s trying to figure who’s going to father them. If there’s a lot of pups, I’ll need help to raise them. What if I’m a bad mother? See lots to talk about as a group and we have lots of time later to work out how it will happen.” “Fine, as long as you aren’t angry.”
“Ebony? I know you were talking to Benedict last night, but he came into the tower worse than when he left. What happened? Or is asking that overstepping the bounds?” Franco cornered Ebony as they walked the trails, checking on the trail cameras and such to update their notes with. Ebony sighed. “I said something wrong, and I was joking. He took it badly, and I didn’t respond well to his response when he finally gave it. It just went downhill from there.” “Look, I don’t know what you two talked about, but you have all of us rethinking what this all means and how everything will play out. Whatever you said to him has him reassessing what it means for you to have three mates and how it will work out in the future. I’ll admit when he started talking about how many pups we could have, well. I have to admit that it was an eye opener in more ways than one.” “What do you mean?” “Well, I don’t think any of us thought about what would happen if you
Peter found Benedict in the tower with binoculars to his eyes, watching something. “Anything interesting I need to know about?” “Franco is calming Ebony by having her bounce on his cock.” “Well, let’s hope it works. But she’s not the only one that’s out of sorts. Do you want to talk? Or can I do something for you to help you?” “I’m fine. Really, there’s nothing I need.” “Benedict, you haven’t been with me all that much since Ebony’s been here. You’re avoiding something. That’s what you do when something’s eating at you. So I either blow you or you talk to me. But hey, I’m flexible and we can do both.” “Seriously? I’m working.” “You’re spying on our mates while they fuck. That’s not work. I can see you straining your zipper. Come here. I’m dying to get my hands on you.” Peter stepped close and leaned against Benedict’s back, his arms wrapped around Benedict, and found his balls. Squeezing them gently, Peter teased Benedict. The evid