by Alanea Alder
“Sounds good to me. I love projects.” Moe smiled at her, turning her insides to mush.
“Of all gifts to receive as Alpha Mother this one actually suits you.” Ma shook her head in amazement.
“No it doesn’t!” Aleks fumed.
“Of course it does, baby boy. Her ability to talk to anyone just got a bit of a boost. It’s part of what helps her bring people together.”
“What was your gift, Ma?” Rebecca asked.
“Hearth and home. The ability to create warm, family orientated spaces. To make families stronger.” Ma pointed around the diner.
“So yes?” Rhys asked. Abby nodded.
“I think it will be perfect.”
Moe turned to Ma.
“We’ll take it.” Ma smiled and clapped her hands together excitedly.
“Wonderful. That house has been empty for too long. You’ll get a real deal on the property too since it’s known to have past issues. The realtor has been trying to sell that house for years. Plenty of room for children too.” Ma winked at Abby, who felt her cheeks flush.
“Never mind that.” Abby couldn’t ignore the heated looks her mates were giving her. Being bonded with both of them their desire flooded her senses.
On second thought, maybe we can practice making them long before we actually have any.
She eyed the door and winked at both her mates. Rhys stood, Moe right behind him. Abby grinned. They were picking up on her growing arousal through the mating bond. Since they were all mated to each other the effect was tripled.
“Well, if you could get that started for us, Ma, we’d be real appreciative. We need to go get the bar ready to open,” Moe explained.
“Getting the bar ready to open, my well-shaped ass. Y’all are about to get your freak on.” Giddey snorted. Abby grinned at him.
“Bye.” Moe grabbed Rhys’s hand and then hers and they bolted out the door.
Chapter 11
“I can’t believe we have a home picked out already.” Abby flung herself onto the bed.
“I can’t believe our new home is haunted.” Rhys chuckled.
“Now, about that baby making,” Moe said, his voice dropping an octave.
“Do you want kids, really?” Abby asked, slipping out of her jeans. She threw them aside and her shirt soon followed. She lay back on the bed in her bra and panties feeling like the sexiest woman in the world. Their love was intoxicating.
“I’m sorry, what did you ask?” Rhys said, staring at her. Abby never felt more beautiful in her life. The way her mates looked at her made her feel desired, something she had never experienced before. She had resigned herself to being the “chubby” one. But after completely bonding with her mates she could feel what they did. She had mesmerized both of her men to the point of idiocy. Score!
“I asked if either of you really want kids.” Moe looked at Rhys and they both looked at her.
“I do. I volunteer down at the school, those kids are amazing.” Moe stripped down to his boxer briefs and lay down beside her. Rhys, already down to his silk boxers, climbed in on her other side.
“I do too. I’ve always loved kids and would treasure any child we have together, but only when you’re ready.” Rhys propped his head up on his hand. Abby looked over at Moe to gauge his reaction.
“There’s no rush, AbbyGirl. I don’t mind waiting, sounds like we have a lot to do in that ghost house you picked out for us.” His smile was wicked and playful.
“I’ve always wanted to live in an old Victorian. We can modernize, but I want to keep the small details that make it unique.”
“It was an interesting time. I miss the gas lights, they were more romantic than fluorescents,” Rhys said. Abby gawked at him. She had forgotten he had been alive during the Victorian age.
“I keep forgetting your age. You’re so laid back, nothing like Gabriel.”
Rhys laughed at Abby’s observation.
“He was around long before he found me. When you’re that old you wear your years like a mantel. I’m not even the second or third oldest in the coven. Plus our coven has always been adaptable. Most vampires tend to get stuck in the time when they are born or turned. We moved around with our Prince so much we had to adapt to fit in. It kept us young.”
“I don’t want kids right away. I still have some research I’m working on and you’re right, Moe, the house needs to be in order before any little ones start arriving. But I wouldn’t mind a child in the next couple years.” Abby smiled at her mates.
“I can wait. Especially for a little boy with Rhys’s green eyes and blond curls. Or a little girl with your warm brown eyes, Abby.” Moe trailed his fingers down Abby’s tummy. His large hand covered her stomach protectively.
“I think we should have a little girl with Moe’s gray eyes,” Rhys whispered, leaning in to nibble on her neck. When his teeth grazed the bite mark left behind from his claiming she couldn’t hold back a moan.
Moe’s fingers picked up their descent and with the barest of touches dipped between her legs. His strong fingers found the tiny nub and he began a slow back and forth rhythm over it, sending her desire spiraling out of control.
Abby was so focused on Moe’s hand that she didn’t feel it when Rhys removed her bra. Suddenly his lips were wrapped around her peaked nipple and biting hard. She felt his fangs pierce her flesh and she called out his name.
“Rhys!” Moe took that has his cue and pulled her panties down her legs. Both men had stripped themselves of their boxers. When Abby looked down her body she saw their straining cocks jutting out from their bodies. They were both too far away to reach. Rhys lifted from her breast.
“I know what you want, AbbyGirl. You want to be filled, don’t you?” Rhys licked the line of blood that ran down the curve of her breast. She whimpered and nodded.
“You want our mate’s thick cock up your tight ass while I pound that sweet pussy of yours don’t you?”
Breathing hard, Abby couldn’t respond. It was her ultimate fantasy. Unable to speak, she nodded again.
“Up on your knees.” His normally kind voice now sounded strong and commanding. Abby turned over and got on her knees. Rhys moved in front of her and reclined back on the pillows. Gone was the lighthearted, casual lover. His green eyes were calculating and power crackled around him. In front of her was a man who had lived centuries and knew what dominance was.
“Bend over, spread your legs and suck my cock while Moe gets that ass of yours ready.” She hesitated for a second. Behind her Moe ran a finger down her spine.
“He’s sexy as hell isn’t he?” he whispered. Abby nodded.
“Yes, you both are more than I have ever dreamed of.” Abby bent at the waist, spreading her knees apart. She leaned down and wrapped a hand around Rhys’s shaft. She lowered her head and took him into her mouth. She loved the texture of his skin on her tongue, the slight taste of salt and man. She heard a faint click and then felt cold liquid against her hole. She paused for a second but continued as Moe eased a single finger inside of her.
She used her lips to create a tight suction and pulled Rhys deep down her throat.
“That’s it my love, take all of me,” Rhys whispered, his fingers threading in her hair, rubbing over her scalp.
Behind her a second finger joined the first. She paused again and breathed slowly out her nose.
“That’s it, Abby, relax, you’re doing great.” Rhys’s voice was encouraging.
Moe used his other hand to reach around and play with her clit. She moaned which had Rhys throwing his head back as vibrations danced along his dick.
By the time Moe was up to three fingers she was pushing back against him eager for something more. More friction against her clit, something inside her, her body needed more.
“She’s ready, Moe,” Rhys said, and raised Abby off his prick. Gently he pulled her forward until she was straddling his waist. She lowered herself on his cock and together they moaned.
“Damn she’s tight. Moe, you’r
e going to have to hurry,” Rhys said through clenched teeth.
Abby felt movement behind her as Moe got closer. His large, warm hand was suddenly between her shoulder blade, bending her over Rhys’s body.
“Now we’re both going to fuck you so good, Abby, you’ll be feeling us inside of you for days.” Rhys twisted one nipple as Moe pushed his way inside her dark entrance. The head of his cock was much wider than his fingers and rubbed every sensitive spot as he pushed his way in.
“I can feel your cock, Moe. God I can feel you both. It’s like heaven.” Rhys’s body was covered in a fine sheen of sweat.
The bonds between the three of them were wide open. Their lust compounded as each one felt what the other was experiencing.
“Harder, she wants it harder,” Rhys said, voicing the request that she couldn’t.
Moe thrust harder and harder, riding both her body and through her Rhys’s.
“That’s it big guy, fuck us both. We’re yours, your mates,” Rhys whispered. It was as if he knew what those words would do.
Moe lost control and pounded as hard as he could deep in her ass. The loss of control drove Rhys’s lust higher and he swelled harder inside her. Both men were moving in tandem filling her over and over again.
“Mine!” Moe roared and bent over to bite the side of her neck. The scent of blood triggered Rhys’s orgasm and he latched onto the other side of her neck.
Abby screamed out her pleasure as wave after wave shook her. The longer they drew blood the longer the orgasm seemed to last. After was seemed like forever Moe pulled back. Between her legs she felt streams of hot cum drip down her thighs from both men. Rhys pulled his fangs from her neck and licked the bite before collapsing back onto the bed.
Slowly Moe pulled out of her. She shuddered as small mini orgasms rocked her. Rhys moaned as each orgasm had her clenching around his cock.
Moe gently lifted her off of Rhys and lay her down beside him. He went to the bathroom and came back with washcloths. He handed one to Rhys, but kept the other one as he gently wiped her down. When they were finished cleaning up he took both cloths back to the bathroom and joined them on the bed.
“Well, we may be getting those kids earlier than we planned. We keep forgetting to use birth control.” Abby yawned.
“Fine by me,” Moe said, and snuggled his nose against the back of her neck.
“Me too.” Rhys yawned and wrapped his arms around her and Moe.
Abby closed her eyes. Through their bond she had not only felt their lust, but their love. Both men loved her and she them. Smiling, she let the afterglow of their pleasure sweep her under, secure that both of her mates were really hers.
Chapter 12
“Girl, if you keep showing up with bite marks we’re going to have to sign you up for blood transfusions.” Felix laughed at Abby.
Moe grinned at his mate’s embarrassment. She looked adorable with pink cheeks. They were back at the diner since no one could or felt like cooking. He and Abby were picking up dinner for Rhys who had declared himself exhausted and decided to stay in bed to wait for their return. It was a weekday so the bar would be opening a bit later than usual. As the owner, Moe decided he could open and close whenever he wanted. They were also picking up dinner for Peyton who had started a new zombie game.
Moe looked around. It seemed like they weren’t the only ones who had forgone making dinner. The diner was packed, and more than one mate was sporting bite marks.
“Yeah, well, look who’s talking. Your hickey has definite indentions.” Abby stuck her tongue out at Felix, who laughed.
“Damn right. It’s not good unless they mark their territory.” He winked. She sighed. Moe rolled his eyes.
Abby looked around the diner.
“Where’s Rebecca?” she asked.
“She’s bringing Aidhan from home. She called me and said she didn’t feel like cooking so we’re meeting here,” Aleks said from their usual table.
“Even though it’s packed in here, it feels empty without her,” Abby remarked. Moe had to agree. Even Salsiby the jerk was here tonight.
“She’ll be here soon, then you can go over house stuff with her.” Moe stretched. His mates had given him a thorough workout earlier. Damn him if Rhys hadn’t turned him out with his dirty talk. He was mid-stretch when he felt a pain in his back. It was sharp and sudden.
“Ouch! What was that?” Abby asked, turning to look at him accusingly.
“Sorry, I think I pinched a nerve or something.” Moe twisted in his seat, the pain a faint memory.
“When we get back to the bar I’ll rub your back for you.” Abby patted his leg, a look of concern on her face.
“Thank you, AbbyGirl.” Moe kissed her nose, which she scrunched up at him. Moe watched as Abby got up and walked over to Sebastian and Ashby. He knew she was itching to play with the babies. He could feel it through their bond. Thirty minutes later he looked at his watch.
“Abby, we better get going. Rhys will think we’ve forgotten him.” Moe flagged down Ma and put their order in. The diner door opened and Rebecca stood there. Her eyes darted around the diner. Panic filled her eyes. She looked from person to person and finally to Aleks.
“Please tell me you have him!” she cried. Aleks was up and moving in an instant.
“Becca, where is Aidhan?” he asked. His hands shook when they came away from her head bloody.
“I don’t know! I parked in my spot in front of the diner. I opened my door and dropped my keys. When I stood back up someone hit me from behind. Where is he!” Rebecca wailed. Connor jumped the counter and he and Duncan took off out the door. Maddox was beside Rebecca with gauze examining her head.
Abby pushed tables out of her way to get to Rebecca’s side. Maddox had Rebecca follow his finger. Abby could see that Aleks was torn between staying with his injured mate or joining the hunt for his son.
“Find my nephew,” Abby said. Aleks looked down at Abby and nodded. He kissed the top of Rebecca’s head.
“I will find him.” He turned and ran out.
“I’d prefer to take her to the clinic,” Maddox said.
“Not without my baby. I’m staying here.” Rebecca adamantly refused to move. Sighing, Maddox wrapped her head.
Gabriel, Liam and Bran were on their phones ordering wolves, lions and vampires to scour the town.
“He could be anywhere!” Rebecca sobbed. Her knees gave out and Abby and Maddox easily supported her. They helped her to the chair next to Moe who wrapped an arm around Rebecca.
“We’ll find him, Rebecca,” Moe said soothingly. He was itching to get out there and find the son of a bitch that took Aidhan. He was not only their next Arkadion, but he had somehow become their beacon of light, a promised future of smiles and laughter. Looking around he knew that everyone in the diner felt the same, until his eyes landed on Salsiby. The smaller man’s eyes shifted around the diner nervously.
Rebecca felt him tense and followed his line of sight to the weaselly-looking man. Without saying a word she stood. Ma and Pa were so busy helping to organize search efforts they didn’t see the look in her eyes. Now Moe understood what Abby had meant when she had retold the story about the swim team. Right now Rebecca had baby psycho eyes.
Abby, seeing Rebecca’s face, put him between her and Rebecca and anyone who could stop them. She followed her best friend as she walked to the lawyer. Rebecca reached into her purse and pulled out her gun. Without even stopping, she used her fisted gun as brass knuckles and she punched Salsiby as hard as she could.
His howl of pain silenced the diner. Seconds later Rebecca had her gun barrel to his forehead.
“Where is my baby?” she whispered coldly. There was no hysteria now. She was one pissed-off mother doing whatever it took to find her baby. When Bran moved to intercede Moe placed himself directly in the wolf Alpha’s path and shook his head. Surprisingly Maddox made no effort to intervene. In fact he stood beside Moe blocking Bran and Liam from getting to Rebecca.
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sp; “I helped deliver that baby. If that bastard knows anything he better start talking, because even if her shot doesn’t kill him, I’m not treating him.” Maddox’s eyes were teal. Here was the tiger, not the doctor, and the tiger was protecting Rebecca’s cub.
“I don’t know!” Salsiby yelled, grabbing his nose, staring up in fear at the gun. Even though she was human it was as if even Rebecca could smell the lie. She pressed harder. Everyone could see the indention she was creating in his forehead by pressing so hard.
“I will give you until the count of three to tell me where my baby is and then I will kill you,” Rebecca explained.
“You can’t the council…”
“The council can kiss my ass. I want my baby!” Rebecca screamed.
“You might not want to provoke the woman who is holding the gun to your head,” Abby said casually. Moe could feel it through their bond that no matter what happened, Abby would stay by Rebecca’s side, even if it meant banishment.
“One.”
“I don’t know!”
“Two.”
“Please, I don’t know anything!” he screamed. Rebecca tilted her head to the side and pulled back the hammer cocking the gun. Behind them the happy tinkling of the diner door’s bells seemed out of place.
“Moe,” was the pain-filled whisper that had everyone turning their eyes from Salsiby to the door. Moe felt ice flood his veins. Peyton stood leaning against the doorway, blood dripping down the side of his face. He had left the bar. He left the bar!
“Peyton, what happened? Where is Rhys?” Moe moved faster than he could ever remember moving to get to the smaller man’s side.
“Gone. I heard something in the bar area so I paused my game. Someone came up behind me and knocked me out. When I woke up I went upstairs to find Rhys because I was scared, but he’s not there.” Peyton swayed. Maddox pushed Moe out of the way and began examining Peyton.
“That abomination has the Arkadion heir. I told you! I told you didn’t I? He has a taste for blood now after mating. He has drunk straight from the source, he can’t be trusted now. He’ll kill us all!” Salsiby yelled dramatically. Abby decked him without even turning her eyes from Peyton effectively quieting the man.
