Triple Cross

by Tymber Dalton

  He needed no further coaxing. Leaning in, he swiped his tongue up her clit as she threw her head back against Cail’s shoulder.

  “Yeah, like that,” she encouraged. She pulled Ain in close, placing his hand on her left breast. “And like that.”

  That was the only cue he needed. Cail’s lips captured hers as Ain nibbled down the side of her throat. He cupped her breasts with his hands, gently kneading them, playing with her nipples and making her moan even more.

  “That’s it,” she silently sent to them, encouraging them through their mate-bond. “I want it all.”

  With Cail’s arms securely wrapped around her, refusing to let her fall, she immediately succumbed to the first orgasm pulled from her by Brodey’s talented mouth frantically working on her clit. He reached between her legs and parted her labia, two fingers slowly sliding into her pussy as he quickly worked her toward another orgasm.

  Trembling in Cail’s arms, she let their love shove every other thought out of her mind. She didn’t want anything in there except their hunky hearts and minds loving her. She started to let go of Brodey’s hair, but then he let out a disappointed whimper that turned into a pleased growl when she grabbed hold of his head again.

  She thrust her hips against his face in time with his hands.

  “Yeesss,” she thought, glad she didn’t have to stop kissing Cail to say it. “Again. Please.”

  Even mentally, Brodey’s tone sounded growly. “Oh, you’re gonna get again, baby. And again, and again, all friggin’ night long.”

  Ain bent down to take her left nipple into his mouth, wet, hot heat sucking on it and sending more bolts of need straight to her clit.

  “All night long,” Ain mentally added. “As much as you want, anytime you want.”

  “Going to make sure you don’t want to leave us for that long again,” Cail chimed in. His tongue swept across hers, fucking her mouth, giving her a preview of what he was going to do with his cock in just a few minutes.

  When Brodey turned his hand slightly and hooked his two fingers that were inside her cunt just right, he found her G-spot.

  Her orgasm exploded, Cail still swallowing every cry she let out and begging for more of them.

  Brodey didn’t relent, his pleased growl rumbling through her body as he worked her clit with his lips and tongue, drawing it out with that sweet, delicious pressure in the perfect spot inside her. Cail’s arms tightened around her, holding her up when her legs started trembling.

  “Take it, baby,” Brodey growled. “Take every last bit of it and more, mate. You know you want to.”

  She did. Whether it was hormones or horniness, she wanted to fuck not just their brains out, but her own as well.

  Brodey sucked her clit between his lips, triggering an even stronger explosion inside her. Inside her, his fingers kept massaging that perfect spot, not stopping, keeping her riding along that fine, silver wire of passion that she didn’t want to stop and wasn’t sure she could survive much more of.

  Ain straightened, gently gripping her chin in his hand. “Look at me,” he said, his voice thick with need.

  Cail released her lips so she could tip her head forward enough to see Ain’s grey eyes. Passion had turned them dark, almost the blue of deep ocean depths. “You’re our mate and our wife and we love you. But if I don’t get my cock inside you right now, I’m going to explode.”

  Brodey gently nibbled her clit and she cried out again.

  Ain smiled. “Move, Brodey.”

  He growled a little, but got out of the way.

  Ain stepped in front of her, rubbing his cock up and down her clit, between her folds before lining it up with her cunt and thrusting home. He grabbed her behind the thighs and lifted her, her legs automatically wrapping around his waist. He dug his fingers into her ass and turned her, pressing her back against the shower wall.

  A long, low, deep rumbling growl rolled through his entire body as he kissed her, fucking her with cock and tongue while she wrapped her arms around his neck and held on for the ride.

  It was as if his inner Alpha struggled to be free, speaking to her inner Alpha, calling it out.

  He fucked her harder, faster, hips slamming into her as his cock deeply plowed her pussy.

  In her mind, the edict she did not mind in the slightest. “Mate, come now!”

  She cried out, her pussy milking his cock, every thrust making the orgasm that much sweeter, stronger. He didn’t stop fucking her, releasing her mouth and moving his lips down to the juncture of her shoulder and neck.

  His teeth sank into her, marking her, owning her, her cries filling the shower until Brodey leaned in and turned her head, kissing her. Now his tongue fucked her mouth, her taste on his lips.

  She never wanted it to stop. Any of it.

  She heard the snick of a plastic top being opened and was vaguely aware of Cail on her other side now, reaching under her, his lubed finger probing her ass.

  “That’s it,” he rumbled, low in his throat as she whimpered. “Gonna fuck you there next, baby. Gonna fill our beautiful mate with our cum all the way around.”

  He probed with one finger, gently working it into her rim, taking his time and adding more lube. It only intensified the sensation of Ain’s cock fucking her and his teeth embedded in her shoulder, and she wondered how long he could hold back.

  Not long. She felt Ain’s cock swell before he grunted, groaning against her shoulder as his climax emptied his balls into her pussy.

  He fell still for a moment, licking at her shoulder. But that didn’t stop Cail. He had one finger all the way inside her and was fucking her with it. Even when Ain let her put her shaky legs down, Cail kept his finger in her ass, grabbing her wet hair in his hand and holding her while Brodey switched places with Ain in front of her.

  Brodey and Cail guided her to the shower floor, where Brodey grabbed her hips and thrust up into her pussy. Cail pushed her forward and down onto Brodey before releasing his grip in her hair. Now he added more lube and a second finger, going slow until she started rocking her hips in time with his motions.

  It didn’t take her long to get loosened up enough to comfortably take Cail’s cock up her ass. After lubing it, he fisted the shaft as he worked the swollen head past her tight ring of muscle.

  Ain knelt next to her and grabbed her hair, pulling her head up. She looked up and spotted his playful grin. “Open, baby.”

  She did, enjoying the way his cock almost instantly started getting hard again as he fed it through her lips with his hand.

  Oh, yeaaahhh.

  He cradled her cheeks in his hands and took over, fingers hooked around the back of her head. “Elain,” he rumbled, “come and don’t stop coming until all three of us have come.”

  Her swollen clit had been rubbing against Brodey. But with the edict, the orgasm swelled and burst from somewhere deep inside her. With Ain’s cock in her mouth, it muffled her passionate cries as he started fucking her mouth.

  Cail had finally got his cock buried all the way inside her and stroked her back with his fingers before his hands settled on her waist. “Oh, yeah. I love that sound. Love the way you squeeze our cocks like that when you’re coming. You’re going to be a very busy mate the next several months, baby. We can fuck you whenever we want however we want, with no worries now. I’ve been dreaming about this ever since we met you.”

  “You betcha,” Brodey said, voice strained as he tried to hold back and savor it. “Gonna take away all your panties—”

  She growled a negative, not too far gone to respond to that.

  “Okay,” he said with a chuckle, “gonna ask you not to wear panties so I can drop by during the day, bend you over the bed, and fuck you silly whenever I want.”

  “Mm-hmm,” she mumbled in assent around Ain’s cock.

  “Quit making her think, Brod,” Ain grunted. “Trying to keep her coming, here.”

  “Sorry.”

  Brodey and Cail found their rhythm and started seesawing back and fo
rth, their cocks hitting every good nerve inside her, and the edict keeping her squirming as one long, rolling orgasm kept her body responding to them.

  That was when the damn vision hit. In her vision, she was standing in a dark place, she wasn’t sure where, staring down at a baby in a carrier.

  In the periphery of her vision, someone tried to hand her a knife. Before she could make sense of this, of why someone would try to talk her into killing a baby, she slammed back into her body to the feel of her orgasm rolling through her and all three of her men fucking her.

  Harder and faster, the sound of their flesh slapping together filled the shower, grunts and growls and her muffled cries mixing with the steamy water sluicing off their bodies. “I can’t hold it,” Brodey said, just before she felt his cock swell and harden, filling her as he plunged deep one last time before falling still.

  “Yes!” Cail cried out, adding his load to her ass, his cock buried deep inside her.

  “And now me,” Ain said. She looked up, her gaze meeting his as he smiled and picked up the pace. She started sucking, wanting it, needing it even without the edict keeping her climax going.

  She knew his body as well as he knew hers. His cock grew harder, hotter, and finally his entire body tensed. Tangy cum rolled across her eager tongue, her own orgasm finally receding and letting go of her body. She swallowed every drop he fed her, not quite as much as she was sure the first load in her cunt had been.

  For a moment, they all sat or lay there, catching their breath.

  Elain released Ain’s wilting cock from her mouth. “Did I ever tell you guys how much I love this shower?”

  * * * *

  They finally finished their shower and dried off before moving to bed. Ain, having already gotten two out of the way, was happy to lie there with Elain facedown on top of him, his face between her legs and licking her clit while first Brodey, then Cail fucked her pussy again. More edicts making her come, and by the time the men were through with her she was utterly, thoroughly wrung out and ready to sleep.

  Once they’d all gotten situated with Elain snuggled between Ain and Cail, she started to drift off to sleep.

  “Still don’t think it’s fair I get outsides tonight,” Brodey grumbled from his place along the edge of the bed. “I’m beta. Cail’s gamma.”

  Elain didn’t open her eyes. She reached across Cail and found Brodey, then poked him, hard, in the stomach. “That’ll teach you to act like a maniac over a phone call. Serves you right. You could have seriously hurt BettLynn, or the Beasts if they’d been here, or the puppies. You’re lucky it was Mom and not me there, because I would have put an Alpha smack-down on you.”

  When Brodey rumbled in reply, asserting his Alpha, Ain interceded. “Down, Brod,” he edicted him. “You still owe me a damn phone, jerk.”

  In the darkness, Brodey laced his fingers through hers and kissed them. “I just wanted to talk to you,” he grumbled. “I missed you.”

  She squeezed his hand, hard. “I missed you too, sweetie. All of you. Love all of you.”

  “Love you, too,” they replied in unison, making her giggle.

  I’ll never get sick of hearing that.

  But as she tried to go to sleep, the vision came back to mind. She didn’t know who the baby was, but she suspected at some point, she’d find out.

  All she knew was she couldn’t let him die.

  Chapter Eleven

  Lina drove down alone the next day, leaving the Beasts with Rick and Jan.

  When she arrived, BettLynn shifted and bounded over to her, sniffing her. Then she looked up at Lina and growled before trying to turn and storm off in a mad puppy huff, except she got tangled in her outfit and went sprawling.

  Mai watched, a little sadness in her expression breaking Elain’s heart. “I think she’s mad you didn’t bring her buddies,” Mai said.

  Lina scooped up the puppy, still clad in her pink onesie, and carried her over to Mai. “We’ll be closing on the property next door in a few weeks. We offered them a cash deal they couldn’t refuse. Stock, equipment, and all.” She snorted. “I hope your guys don’t mind helping us figure out that end of it. We’ve never been ranchers before. Even better, there’s a house there. So we can stay there temporarily while we build our new one once we close on the other property we want.”

  “At this rate we can rename the town Wolfadia,” Mai joked.

  Lina plopped onto the couch next to Elain and arched an eyebrow at her. “So. Holding out on us, were you?”

  Elain’s face heated. “Sorry. I had to tell the guys first.”

  Lina hugged her. “I was teasing you, sweetie.” She tucked Elain’s hair behind her ears. “I know you’re under a lot of stress.” She stared into Elain’s eyes, her green gaze a different shade than Brodey’s or Liam’s. “I wish I could see things for you, but I can’t.”

  Elain’s heart raced, for once thankful that her friend couldn’t see anything. “Callie said it’s one of the drawbacks of the gig. It’s okay.”

  Lina hugged her again, lingering for a moment before releasing her. “If it’s any consolation, I see your guys as happy fathers and loving their son.”

  Elain started to correct her, that Lacey had said it was a girl, then stopped. She’d also had visions about them being parents to a boy. “Thanks.”

  Mai gave up trying to talk BettLynn into shifting back into human form. She removed BettLynn’s onesie and diaper from her before setting her on the floor to play with Jasper, Juju, and Bea.

  Then she moved from the other couch to sit on Elain’s far side. “Me, too. See your guys, that is. I know this is overwhelming, but I can promise you it’s a good kind of scary.” Mai watched BettLynn romping around the floor. “Hopefully you won’t have any issues.”

  “And, hey,” Lina added, “even if you do, totally not the end of the world. I’d say our little Scooby gang is getting pretty good at hitting life’s curveballs right out of the freaking park.”

  The baseball metaphor brought back her conversation with Ryan and nearly set Elain off into hysterical peals of laughter she knew she’d never be able to explain away if she got started.

  Instead, she focused on BettLynn. Despite having Down syndrome, it seemed BettLynn was determined to blaze a trail through life. She was still too young for Dr. Alberto to accurately assess all aspects of her disability. Despite that, the fact that the wolf-ote was apparently the youngest child to ever shift, not counting babies who sometimes shifted in utero, pointed to her being able to blast any preconceived notions the adults might have out of the water.

  “I wanted to have a little talk with Baba Yaga this morning,” Lina said, her focus also on BettLynn. “Wanted to have it out with her, see if she pulled any bullshit with Mom, or Callie, or even you. Can’t find her anywhere.”

  This much, Elain felt, she could reveal to her friends. Her sisters. “She stopped in while I was at Lacey’s and told me she was going away for a while. Sorry, forgot to tell you.”

  “Ah.” Lina scowled. “Wonder where, why, and for how long.”

  “She didn’t say.”

  “Hmph.”

  They watched BettLynn for a few minutes, until Carla walked into the room. Now about five months pregnant, it was starting to take a toll on her stamina. She was still plagued with nausea throughout the day, and frequently took long afternoon naps.

  That’ll be me in a few months. Elain shook herself out of it. “Hey, Mom. Nice nap?”

  “Yes. Lina, I didn’t know you were coming down.” She looked around. “No Beasts?”

  “Yeah, BettLynn was disappointed, too.”

  “I guess she was.”

  Lina laughed. “She’ll get her fill of my little monsters soon enough…” She slapped both hands over her face. “Oh…my…god. That came out sooo fricking wrong. I’m sorry.”

  Mai giggled. “It’s fine. I’m used to the idea that she’s going to marry those two one day. I think it’s Micah and Jim who will have a difficult time accepting
that their little girl already has her mates picked out.”

  “Yeah,” Lina said from behind her hands. “Right now, they’re residents of the great state of Denial.” She dropped her hands. “So did you track down any cockatrice?”

  “Not exactly.” Elain had worked out her story on the return home. Leaving out the part about Ryan, moving Mercedes’ body, and the whole trip to fricking Bolivia, she gave them the same modified version she’d told Blackie, including info about the spellbook. She also included a little about the female cockatrice, and who she thought she was.

  Lina frowned when Elain finished. “Now I wonder how many other books there are out there. I thought it was a one-off original. Like a personal Book of Shadows some whacked cockatrice assembled.”

  “A what?” Carla asked.

  “Like a magickal journal,” Lina explained. “All their spells, rituals, that kind of stuff.”

  “Maybe Zack can do some Google-fu,” Elain suggested.

  Lina chewed on her thumbnail as she mulled it over. “Yeah, him and Kael both. They’re like crazy good ninjas when it comes to digging up info.”

  “Well, do you think I can pay them to tutor me?” Mai tentatively asked.

  “Huh?”

  She blushed a little. “Elain, while you were gone, I went and looked into signing up for classes at the community college. You guys were right. I need to take charge and do stuff. I know it’ll be a hassle trying to figure out the babysitting schedule, but—”

  “But nothing!” Elain said, engulfing her in a hug. “I’m so proud of you! We’ll make it work somehow, don’t worry.”

  Lina got up so she could hug Mai, too. When Carla leaned in for a hug as well, she nearly toppled over onto Mai and the women all laughed as they helped her get back on her feet.

  “Well, now,” Lina said, rubbing her hands together, a playfully evil grin on her face, “the next item on our agenda is setting up a couple of baby showers. For Callie, too.”

  “But what about finding that cockatrice?” Mai asked. “The one with the book?”