by Jana Leigh
They had kissed for a while, not taking it further, but when Mak pulled back and rested his head against Gio’s, he then whispered, “At least that answered that question.”
“Yeah it did,” Gio said with a grin.
They had spent the rest of the night talking about what they wanted out of their mating. What they learned from each other was, she was to serious most of the time. And she had a tendency to act nonchalant about things as if she didn’t have a care just like she was doing with them now. They affected her the same way she affected them and Mak was going to prove it.
“Do you wanna make a bet on that?” Mak said, looking their mate in the eyes as Hope shrugged.
“Sure,” she said confidently.
Both men moved their chairs closer to her so they were sitting right next to each other. Mak took the fork out of Hope’s hand then scooped some up with his own fork and held it to her lips to feed her. She rolled her eyes and then took a bite. As he pulled the fork out, Mak leaned forward and kissed her neck softly, running his tongue along her vein and whispering in her ear, “You taste good, baby. I wanna have you for lunch.”
Hope squeezed her legs together and closed her eyes, shit, she should have known it wouldn’t be that easy, but so far she had been able to remain at least a little aloof, but when they got close to her like this, damn. Just damn.
Gio leaned closer, held out the beer, held it to her lips, and tipped the bottle giving her a little drink. When he pulled it back he leaned closer, ran his tongue in the crease of her lips, and whispered against them, “My favorite flavor.”
They took turns feeding her slowly, touching her, one of them would run their lips down her neck and the other would rub her leg softly. They would switch and torture her, and for most of the meal, she was able to hold out.
“You have a lot of control, baby,” Mak whispered in her ear when they finished the meal. She grinned and nodded.
“I know.”
Gio chuckled and then winked at Mak, last night when they talked Gio had shared everything he knew about Hope, which was surprisingly a lot, even though the woman had held him at arm’s length she had still shared with him, and he had paid attention to everything.
Both men reached up and ran a finger down the side of her breasts, Gio had told him how sensitive it was for her. She shivered and then glared at Gio who was grinning. Mak leaned forward and brushed a kiss across the corner of her mouth, and then Gio did the same. Fuck, Hope felt her panties get wetter, during lunch, they had become damp, by the time she was done she would be soaked and she knew it.
“I can’t wait to taste you,” Mak whispered. “It is one of my favorite fantasies, you know I had them about my mates even though I couldn’t see your faces, it was you and Gio. I would dream about taking you in every room of the house we will live in. On the kitchen table, the couch, the desk, in the tub, the bedroom. The desk was my favorite fantasy you know. The three of us all there, Gio and I will spread you on the desk wide, I will sit in the chair so your pussy is right in front of me. Gio will stand next to me so his cock is right there as well. I will take turns, sucking his long cock in my mouth and laving my tongue over the shaft, and then pulling back and leaning over. With his taste still in my mouth, I would sweep my tongue right through your slit, from bottom to top, tasting all of your juices that had leaked out, mingling your tastes together, savoring the flavor. It was amazing.”
By the time he was done Hope’s breaths were getting quicker and shallower. Shit, he was good. Then Gio whispered.
“He told me that last night you know. Mak came to me to discuss out ménage relationship, he wanted me to know how he felt about me as well as you. He wanted me to feel comfortable. I opened the door and he just backed me up against the wall and kissed me. It was fucking amazing, his mouth is like magic. I couldn’t help myself, I ground my cock against his, and almost fucking came just from him kissing me. Can you imagine what he could do to your body, I can, I dreamed of it last night, him kissing me and touching me. Then I thought of you, how I’d love to eat you, fuck I could do it for hours, you were so responsive, it was hot.”
Hope leaned back, her clit was pounding in anticipation, thinking of what they said, now knowing she was going to have the same dreams they just described, fuck they were hot and she was one lucky bitch. Well not really, because she had to wait to mate with them. She didn’t care if she lost, she needed to know.
“Shit, when can we mate?” she whispered.
Mak chuckled and looked at Gio and winked. “Tonight.”
Hope snapped her eyes to both of them back and forth, and Mak was grinning and Gio had a gleam in his eye, which was unmistakable.
“What?” Hope whispered.
“After last night with Gio, I dreamed, and in my dream we mated. It was tonight, the full moon, it is our turn. Before the mission tomorrow, we need to be at our full strength. But even at that, I can’t wait anymore, I need to feel you.”
“Me too,” Gio said and Hope sucked in a breath and nodded. “Tonight.”
Chapter Eight
Hope stood in her room and had no fucking idea what to do. Sex was simple, it was easy, and although she had only had sex with Gio was still easy, at least until right now. Before she could get up and leave whenever she wanted to. But not this time, this time she was going to be with these men for the rest of her life. She was nervous, what if she fucked this whole thing up? What if she was a terrible mate and they realized it afterwards and regretted it? Shit, what the fuck was she thinking, she was a warrior, a hard ass, not a fucking wifely mate.
There was a knock at her door and she sucked in a breath, they were early, like fucking waaayyy early. Shit, walking to the door she was ready to tell them she wasn’t ready, they would have to come back, hell, she hadn’t even shaved her legs yet, and there was no way she was mating with stubble on her legs, gross.
But when she opened the door she was surprised. Calli, Rissa, Cherri, Kiki, Syd, and Pilar were all standing there with their arms full of stuff, like girly stuff, and food and wine, what the hell.
“Come on, bitch,” Kiki snapped. “Let us in, we came prepared for this.”
Hope stepped back and looked at the women and man who entered.
“Tradition,” Syd giggled.
“Huh?” Hope said.
“One of us is going to mate, we have a girls’ session beforehand, you know, to calm the nerves and make sure you are good with everything,” Cherri said.
“Um, I am not a virgin,” Hope said.
The women stopped and looked at her and then they began laughing. “We know that,” Calli said and rolled her eyes. “This is our way of female bonding with you. I mean we played together as children, not that we remember much but we did. Now, you are one of us, and so far we have been less than welcoming, which is on us, we were bitches. No excuses. However, we aren’t going to apologize because we are bitches, so this is the next best thing. Us ignoring that we were bitches and rude and welcoming you with open arms.”
Hope frowned and looked at the women and Kiki who were all spreading out plates of food and glasses and throwing silky gowns over her couch.
“Why is Kiki here?” Hope whispered and the man heard her, turned, and put his hand on his hip like a well-practiced Diva.
“Oh snap, you did not just say that, girl. I will have you know, that not only am I a wonder at dressing even the worst dressed female in the history of females—Calli—but I am also the best girlfriend you will ever meet,” he said and snapped his fingers at her and then turned around and snapped over his shoulder. “Now get over here, bitch, and snack and drink while we talk about our men and what dipshits they are. Maybe you will learn something.”
“I, uh, don’t gossip,” Hope said and Cherri turned and gasped.
“What?” she said.
“I don’t gossip,” Hope said. “What I mean is, I don’t know how, I um, have never had a friend who wanted to do that before. Mostly the females I hung around
talked about guns and knives, and the best places to kill someone and not get caught.”
Rissa turned with wide eyes and whispered, “Oh my God, are you a serial killer?”
“What?” Hope snapped. “No, they were Enforcers, the women I am talking about.”
Rissa narrowed her eyes and then said suspiciously, “That is what a serial killer would say, lull us into a false sense of security and then go all Manson on our ass, or Dahmer, he was a killer in the late 20th century who killed his male lovers and boiled them and ate them.”
“That is gross,” Syd said and shivered. “Why would you know that?”
“I have a book. When I found out Simon was my mate and I thought he was a serial killer, I bought a few books. My favorite is the mid 20th century killers, it is awesome, people were so creative back then, not like now where they just shoot them and be done with it. No, there were some sick fuckers back in the day, they could cut them up and eat them, or put their body parts in a wood chipper. It was fucking cool,” Rissa giggled.
Hope’s eyes got wide and she looked at Calli who was grinning. “Welcome to my hell!” she cried and put her arm through Hope’s and pulled her to the table and sat her down.
Then they proceeded to have the most bizarre female party Hope had ever been to, of course it was the first one, but still it was bizarre, and she was certain that if she ever had a chance to have another one with normal women, this one wouldn’t compare, like at all.
*****
Calli, Cherri, and Rissa didn’t drink, although they made chocolate milk shakes, which made them extremely hyperactive and gabby. But Kiki, Syd, Pilar, and Hope had all imbibed enough for the other three. Hope certainly would never admit that during the last hour and a half she had actually come to like all these women, even Rissa who was a little nuts but funny at the same time.
“Okay,” Syd said slurring a little. “So what you are saying is, they have videos of childbirth that you are forced to watch so you know what to expect?”
“Yep,” Calli said. “Cherri pulled one up already and made us watch it. I got into the first push and had to leave. I mean seriously, why am I looking at some stranger’s vagina and waiting for a cone-shaped headed baby to slide out, it was just too weird for me.”
“It is educational,” Cherri argued and laughed.
“Rissa was screaming like it was a horror movie, every single time the woman had a contraction it was like she was feeling it,” Calli argued.
“Hey,” Rissa said. “Did you see that thing wrapped around her stomach to measure the contractions, if you looked at that her stomach was moving, it was crazy and creeped me out, like there was an alien in their trying to claw out.”
Kiki laughed loudly and said, “Thank God I am Bi and a man, I do not want to worry about pushing anything out of me.”
Syd glared at him. “Oh really? So it is okay for me to go through the pain, but not you?”
Kiki made a clucking noise. “Oh, baby, no, Thomas will be the one you can yell and blame for making you like that. I will rub your feet and your back and be your focal point. I am good at that. I can Vogue my way through that,” he said and then began posing, causing all of the women to break out in laughter.
Hope looked at the clock and shrieked, yes shrieked. “Oh my God, they will be here in thirty minutes.”
Calli snorted. “It’s okay, we will get the place cleaned up, Kiki get her showered, shaved, and dressed while we set the scene for her. It’s the least we can do.”
Hope frowned as she stood, she was a little buzzed, not much, it took a lot for shifters to get drunk but she was tipsy. “I don’t need help showering.”
Kiki waved at her. “Honey, you do, ‘cause I have special soap that is a hair remover too, no more bending over and shaving, just wipe it on, and wash it off, no more hair.”
“Seriously?” she said.
Syd called as Kiki was pushing her through the door to the bathroom. “Trust me, he has the most fabulous tricks up his sleeve.”
Thirty minutes later, Hope was standing in her room, wearing a midnight blue long nightgown that was sheer and lacy, her hair was down around her shoulders instead of in a ponytail like normal. Kiki had brushed a soft layer of make-up on her, making her look sexy. They were just leaving and Hope followed them, giving them each a hug and thanking them for welcoming her. Calli was the last, when the woman caught her eye she smiled and leaned down close and whispered.
“We are sisters now, family, you need anything I got your back, yeah?”
Hope smiled and nodded, she had friends.
*****
Now she was waiting, in a few minutes, her mates would be here, and they would claim her forever, the thought made her shiver. She heard a soft knock on her door and bit her lip, shit, she was nervous. Put a gun in her hand or a knife and she was fine, this shit, she sucked.
Taking a deep breath, she went and opened the door. Mak and Gio stood there looking exceptionally gorgeous and she thought, thank goodness she had the wine earlier; it made her relaxed. Thinking what the girls told her, she cleared her throat and then said softly.
“Come on in.”
Both men walked in and couldn’t take their eyes off her. Hope shut the door and turned and Gio said.
“Damn, baby, you are fucking gorgeous.”
“You are,” Mak said. “We are the luckiest men in the world right now.”
“Thank you,” Hope whispered and then walked slowly toward them. “Do you want a drink or something?”
Both men nodded and she walked by them to the table where the girls had left a bottle of champagne and a tray full of snacks. She lifted the bottle and suddenly Mak had it in his hand and Gio was pulling her toward the couch.
“Let us get that for you, baby,” Gio said and settled her in the middle of the couch. Gio sat on one side of her and Mak sat on the other side of her. He handed her a glass and she took a sip then set it on the table and put her hands in her lap. What the fuck was she supposed to do now? She forgot. The silence was killing her.
“Honey, you okay?” Mak said and she turned to him and smiled stiffly.
“Yeah, why?”
“‘Cause you look like you are in pain.” Mak laughed.
Hope groaned and leaned back throwing her arm over her face and whispered, “I knew I was going to fuck this up.”
“What?” Gio said softly.
“This,” Hope cried. “I can’t be a girl, I mean, I can’t be sexy and shit.”
“Honey,” Mak said. “You don’t need to do a damn thing and you are sexy as shit.”
Hope groaned. “But I wanted to be like sexy sexy, a woman you could have fantasies about.”
“Baby,” Gio said and then said louder, “Baby, look at me.”
Hope moved her arm and looked at Gio and he continued.
“You don’t have to do a damn thing to make us want you. I fell in love with you because of who you are, not who you try to be. Anything you do just makes me want you more. Knowing you wanted to try to be sexy and wanton makes me hard. But also knowing you can shoot a gun and throw a knife with precision makes me hard too, take your pick, no matter what role you play, I will always want you.”
“And, honey,” Mak said softly, which made her turn and look at him. “I don’t want anything but you, no matter what package you come in, just as long as it is you.”
Hope sighed and then nodded. “I am scared.”
“About what?” Mak asked.
“That I am not going to be the mate you need,” she whispered.
“You already are,” Mak said and leaned in and kissed her gently.
“You promise, because I don’t cook or clean or do laundry. I swear, when I need clean clothes I throw out the old ones and just buy new,” she said quickly when the men smiled at her. Both of them chuckled and looked at one another and grinned.
“Can we compromise?” Gio asked.
“What do you mean?” Hope said and looked at the grinning pair.
“But that would mean I was committing to something, right?” she said and chewed on her lip.
“Yes, sweetheart, it would mean that you are ours and we are yours. We would take care of you for the rest of your life as you would us. We would be in a partnership. I know that you are scared, but I promise you. If you allow us to claim you, you will never regret it,” Mak said.
Hope looked at them. She wanted this, even though she was scared as shit she was gonna fuck this up, she wanted this with both of these men. Even though she had only known Mak for a short time, she knew he was the one for her. And Gio, she had always known he was her mate. She wanted a family, she wanted to have a life with friends and laughter, and they were offering it to her. How could she say no? What if they changed their minds though? she wondered. It was as if Gio could read her mind.
“Baby girl, we will never change our minds. We will be committed to you for the rest of our lives and never want another. I promise you that,” he said and took her hand and pressed it to his chest where his heart was. She felt the steady beat of his heart and then Mak did the same thing with her other hand and she felt the connection between them already starting.
“There are things about me that you need to know,” she whispered.
“Later, for now let us love you,” Gio said and drew her into his embrace. He bent his head and slowly touched her lips in a gentle kiss. It was the sweetest kiss she had ever received and from the most unlikely source. Hope would have thought that he was a demanding lover.
“Wait, protection,” Hope said, she wasn’t on birth control, but then she hadn’t been mated before, and once they were mated, she could get pregnant.
