by Erin M. Leaf
“Oh my God,” Avery said, shocked completely still. She had not expected that. It wasn’t some chaste peck. The two men looked like they honestly desired each other, and Avery would’ve squirmed away to give them privacy, but Mitch held her immobile. Honestly, she didn’t want to leave. She wanted to watch them, and from here, she had an extremely up close and personal view. Mitch’s erection poked her, and she couldn’t do a damn thing as his hips jerked, grinding it against her butt.
“Fuck,” Mitch said, when they finally broke apart. “Fletcher.” His voice was low and intense, and Avery got the feeling this wasn’t the first time they’d kissed.
“Fuck. Yes, that’s the idea.” Fletcher turned his gleaming gold eyes towards Avery, and then before she could even squeak, he cupped her face and kissed her every bit as passionately as he’d kissed Mitch.
Avery melted into it, absorbing Fletcher’s warmth and passion. Her wolf howled quietly inside her mind, and Avery knew that she wouldn’t be able to walk away from these two men even if she wanted to. He smelled like heat and lightning, and she loved it.
“Fletcher,” she gasped, when he finally broke away. “What are you doing?” She was clutching Mitch’s arm, and flushed when she realized that Mitch had watched her and Fletcher kiss just as closely as she’d watched them.
“I’m trying to keep myself from losing it, but I don’t know if I can hold off any longer,” Fletcher said hoarsely. “I know we’ve only just met again, but this feels right.” He leaned in and nibbled down her jaw to her neck. “You feel right, baby.” He breathed on her skin, then gently bit down. “God, I want to mark you so badly right now.” He ran his fingers up her neck, pressing in just a little. “I want to bite you right here.” He sucked on her skin.
Avery shivered as Mitch joined in, kissing the other side. “But what about the two of you?” she managed to ask. She’d seen the lust skyrocket between them when they’d kissed. Was there room for her with them?
Fletcher let her go and stood up. “Mitch and I have been inseparable since we were children, but we’ve never been able to make love.” He stripped off his shirt, and Avery gaped at his muscular chest. He smiled at her, then kicked off his boots.
“Oh, God,” Avery muttered, pussy clenching with need. All of her instincts screamed at her to rip her clothes off and let Fletcher fuck her into oblivion, but then Mitch shifted his weight, and she felt his cock pressing into her ass. She swallowed, not sure which man she wanted more.
“Off with these,” Fletcher said, going to his knees in front of Mitch. He reached down and pulled off his Beta’s shoes.
“We’ve tried to have sex,” Mitch said, sliding his hands down her chest until he cupped her breasts. “Fletcher and I can’t climax together.” He flicked her nipples, and Avery gasped.
“We need our Queen,” Fletcher said, sliding his hands up until his thumbs were at the juncture of her thighs. “Can I take these off?” He plucked at her shorts.
“I don’t understand. Are you guys bi?” Avery asked.
“Labels aren’t really useful,” Mitch said, rubbing her nipples until Avery squirmed. “I’m attracted to both women and men, yes. And I’m especially attracted to Fletcher.” He smiled. “We have a bond that goes deeper than the usual Alpha and Beta relationship.”
“And now we’ve found you,” Fletcher said.
Avery stared down at him. His eyes gleamed golden, and she saw his wolf staring up at her. “If we do this, there’s no going back. Ever,” she pointed out. Fletcher told her that he wanted to bite her, like she’d heard about in the old stories. Did she really feel comfortable committing to these two men so quickly? “I don’t understand why I feel so drawn to you.”
“We’re meant to be mated,” Mitch murmured in her ear. “Fletcher and I have been all over the world, Avery. There’s never been a woman like you.” He licked her neck. “You’re the one who will bond us into a triad.”
“Bonding? That’s crazy. That only happens in old tales, not real life.” She clutched at Mitch’s arms. The muscles under her fingers made her want to dig in until he cried out. She couldn’t seem to let go of her worry that this was all just a terrible dream. And it’s not like I’ve had good luck with men in the past, she thought, thinking of Brian and his cheating. Why do they want me? I’m overweight, and I can’t shift.
“I’m very real, baby,” Fletcher said, popping open the button of her shorts. “And I’m sure as hell not going anywhere.”
Avery’s skin flashed hot, then cold, then hot again. She didn’t want to make love with them, and then find out it was all just a ploy to get her into bed. “I’ve never had sex before,” she said, hoping Fletcher would understand what she wasn’t saying.
He went still. “Oh, baby,” he said, face tightening. His gaze flicked up to Mitch, and then he smiled, primal and predatory. “Once we make love with you, we’re never letting you go.”
“I’m scared,” she whispered. Her hands fluttered over Mitch’s arms nervously.
Fletcher looked at Mitch, then nodded. “Will you let us take care of you?”
Avery frowned. “You keep asking me that.”
Mitch reached down and captured her wrists, and then held them tight on either side of her torso. “Do you trust us?”
Avery inhaled. The feeling of security she felt when he held her like that was like nothing else she’d ever experienced. Her wolf whined, and Avery knew her instincts were telling her to submit to these two males. “I do, but I don’t understand why I do,” she finally said.
Fletcher slowly unzipped her shorts, then tugged them off. “You trust us because we belong to you, Avery. We’re yours. No one else will ever see you like this. No one else will ever see us like this.”
Of all the words he could’ve said, those struck Avery right in the heart. She stared at him, and could tell that he meant it. “Please,” she gasped as he trailed his fingers up her legs. She was totally exposed to him now. She’d let Brian touch her clit, but he’d been such a fumbling idiot, that she’d always resisted letting him have sex with her. It had never felt right. Fletcher slowly stroked closer and closer to her core, and she clenched her inner muscles in anticipation, but then he sat back on his heels. No, don’t stop, she thought, moaning with frustration. “Please, Fletcher. Don’t tease me.”
“I think you’ve been hurt too much to truly let go. We can help you get past that, if you let us,” Fletcher said softly.
Avery wanted that. Her wolf wanted that. “How?”
“If we do anything that makes you uncomfortable, you tell us, and we’ll talk about it. If we do anything that you absolutely hate, say stop, and we’ll stop, no questions asked,” Mitch said. He tightened his fingers around her wrists, holding her immobile. She couldn’t even wiggle. “How does this feel?”
God help me. Avery closed her eyes. “It feels good,” she croaked. “I don’t know why, but I like it.” When she opened her eyes again, she found Fletcher smiling up at her. I’m really doing this. He’s the future Alpha, and I’m letting him make love with me. The power in his gaze rumbled through her, like a wave of energy, and she knew that after this night, nothing in her life would ever be the same again.
“Take off her shirt, Mitch,” Fletcher said.
Mitch released her wrists and stripped off her borrowed flannel shirt. “Beautiful,” he murmured when her ripped tank top came into view. He slowly eased the fabric away, baring her breasts to them.
Fletcher reached up and flicked her nipples until they stung. “You like that?”
She nodded, not trusting herself to speak. When Mitch recaptured her wrists, she sighed, enjoying the security. When he held her like that, she didn’t have to think about where to put her hands or what to do. She could just let herself feel.
“Bed?” Mitch asked.
“Yes,” Fletcher replied.
The next thing Avery knew, Mitch was carrying her to the massive king-sized four-poster bed. Fletcher had headed for the closet. “Shh
. Don’t worry. We’re going to take care of everything, love,” Mitch said.
Avery inhaled deeply, enjoying the scents of male and wolf and musk, and she nodded. “Okay.” She was really doing this. Her wolf growled approval, and she bit her lip, wondering if she was truly doing the right thing, but then she saw the tender look on Mitch’s face.
“Don’t be afraid,” he whispered.
She nodded. How could she be afraid when he looked at her like that? His eyes flared blue fire, and his wolf’s steady gaze pinned her in place. She opened her arms, wrists exposed, and his nostrils flared.
“I can smell you,” he said roughly.
Avery swallowed. Her pussy was so wet she could feel her moisture trickling down her labia.
“Here.” Fletcher handed Mitch a set of leather cuffs. “We finally get to use these.”
Avery sat up. “What—” she started to ask, but Mitch slipped them onto her wrists before she could get the words out. He buckled them, then stretched the soft lengths of rawhide attached to the cuffs out to the top of the bedframe. He attached them, drawing her arms up over her head. She pulled down, finding quite a bit of slack, but she couldn’t pull her wrists apart. “Oh,” she said, as her wolf completely relaxed inside her head. “I don’t understand why this feels so good.”
“Because you’re exactly where you’re meant to be,” Mitch said, sliding his hands down her arms and to her breasts. He slowly teased her nipples into points, sending bursts of heat to her pussy. “We’ve never used these cuffs before, by the way.”
“We’ve never shared a woman, either,” Fletcher said, climbing up the bed, between her legs.
Avery’s face burned as he opened her thighs. She’d never had a man look at her there before. Not like that. Brian’s fumbling had been in the dark. She flushed with embarrassment just thinking about it. “What are you doing?” she asked, clenching her inner muscles.
Fletcher didn’t answer. Instead, he leaned in and kissed her clit.
Avery sucked in a harsh breath as the nub swelled, and she felt an ache deep inside her body. Fletcher kissed her again, then licked the small bundle of nerves with the flat of his tongue.
“You taste divine,” he said, fingers opening her. He played with her labia, then licked her again, harder.
Avery bucked, and Fletcher chuckled, then slid a finger inside.
“Oh, God,” Avery moaned. This felt better than when she’d touched herself. “Why does that feel so good?”
“Wait until it’s my cock,” Fletcher said. He rubbed his lips and stubble over her clit. “You’ll be so full you won’t be able to breathe.”
Avery gasped, and then Mitch leaned down and kissed her, hands still on her breasts. He flicked her nipples harder and harder, until the pain made her cry out.
“Okay?” Mitch asked, easing up.
“Yes, it’s good. I’m good,” Avery said, voice rough. She was so close to climax, but couldn’t quite get over. Fletcher added another finger, and she shuddered, feeling the bed dip. She didn’t want to open her eyes and break the spell.
“Easy now,” Fletcher said, going up on his knees.
Avery hung onto the cuffs as she felt his thighs widen hers even more. He put a thumb on her clit and rubbed her, and she jerked. Fletcher chuckled.
“Open your eyes,” Mitch said.
Avery obeyed, then trembled. He’d undressed, and he had his cock out near her face. She licked her lips instinctively. I want to taste him, but I can’t move. She gripped the cuffs tightly, wanting things she didn’t have a name for. Inside her mind, her wolf began pacing, desperate for … something. Energy? Sex? Avery had no idea. All she knew was that she needed to come.
“Oh, yeah, you have a mouth made for sucking. That’s exactly what you’re going to do,” Mitch said, moving closer.
He put his cockhead on her lips, and she licked, savoring the smooth heat. He’d been circumcised, and she liked the thickness of him. The weight. He smelled like wolf and wind, and she inhaled deeply, trying to memorize his scent.
“Open up, Avery. Suck me.” Mitch pushed in.
Avery had no choice except to let him inside. The moment he slid into her mouth, Fletcher pushed his cock deep in her pussy. She groaned around Mitch’s erection, swallowing hard. She thought it would hurt, but instead it felt good. He felt like something she’d been waiting for all her life.
“Oh God, that’s fucking perfect,” Mitch muttered, slowly moving in and out. “Suck as I pull out, love.”
Avery obeyed, shivering as Fletcher thumbed her clit and pulled out. When he pushed back in slowly, she thought she’d go mad.
“Any pain?” Fletcher asked.
Mitch pulled out, and Avery swallowed. “No,” she croaked, wanting more. “Please.” She looked down at Fletcher and found him gritting his teeth. “I’m not fragile,” she said, knowing he was keeping his beast under tight control. But I don’t want him controlled. She glanced at Mitch. He had a fist around his cock, and his eyes were closed. He looked like he was in pain. They need to let go.
“Are you sure?” Fletcher asked, slowly stroking her clit as he pushed in to the hilt.
Avery nodded, panting. She was going to climax if he kept that up. “I’m close.”
Fletcher immediately pulled out again. “Flip over, Avery.”
What? Avery didn’t understand, but then Mitch was helping her roll over onto her arms and legs. Her hands were still bound, but there was enough slack to let her hold herself up.
“Easy, baby,” Fletcher said, running a hand over her ass.
She heard the sound of a bottle open, and then slick warmth slid down her ass crack. “Oh my God, what are you doing?” It felt good. Everything he did to her felt good.
Fletcher teased at her anus. “We’re going to take you at the same time.”
Avery tensed. She was still close, but she wasn’t sure this was possible. Two men at once? Were they crazy? “You guys are huge.” She moaned as he bit the side of her hip.
“We’re big, but you’re a shifter, baby. You can take us,” Fletcher said, easing a finger into her ass. He teased her clit at the same time, and the dual sensations made her tremble.
“Oh, fuck,” she breathed as he added another finger.
“Still good?” Mitch asked.
Avery shook her head. “I’m not a real shifter,” she reminded him.
A sharp crack on her butt made her cry out. “What the hell?” She twisted around, but Mitch grabbed her face and kissed her.
“No putting yourself down,” he said sternly. “You want another swat?”
Avery swallowed, hard. The burn from the slap heated her skin, sending prickles to her cunt. “Oh God, I’m definitely not normal. Why did that feel so good?” Her face went hot with embarrassment. Fletcher still had his fingers in her ass, and now Mitch was bumping his cock at her lips. Another slap made her gasp, and Mitch’s cock slid inside. She sucked, desperate for him. Fletcher slapped her again, and once more, and then he eased down beneath her. Mitch helped hold her up as Fletcher slipped between her legs so that she straddled him.
“Let me in, baby,” Fletcher said, holding his erection up at her pussy.
Mitch eased out of her mouth. Avery concentrated on not falling as she let her body slide down on Fletcher’s cock. “Oh,” she sighed, as the feeling of fullness soothed the sharp edges of her arousal.
Fletcher grinned, and then Mitch was climbing behind her. “Let Fletcher hold you up, love,” he said.
Avery frowned. Fletcher flicked her nipples, and then moved his hands to her hips, keeping her steady. Mitch nudged at her asshole. “Let me in, Avery. Relax.”
Avery bit her lip. Mitch nudged harder. It felt good, but it also burned.
“Breathe out,” Fletcher told her, holding her by the hips. He wouldn’t let her move.
Avery didn’t know how they thought this was going to work. She was impaled on Fletcher’s cock, and now Mitch was pushing at her ass. “He won’t fit,” she wh
ispered, worried.
“He will. You’re a Queen, and this is what you’re made for, Avery.” Fletcher reached down and rubbed her clit again, sending sparks of electricity through her spine. “Relax and let us in.”
“Relax? Oh, fuck,” she said, and then Mitch pressed in, hard, and his cock sank past the outer ring of muscles.
He froze, breathing hard against her spine. “Fuck is right,” he said, head down on her back. “Don’t fucking move, love.”
Avery couldn’t move if she wanted to. She felt like she was being split in two, and it sort of hurt, but it also felt good. “Please,” she begged, not sure what she wanted. She felt like she was finally perfectly safe, but the edge of her arousal burned everywhere. She clenched her muscles, needing more. “Come on,” she said, not recognizing her voice. “Don’t stop.”
Fletcher shuddered, and then Mitch slid in the rest of the way. Avery groaned as heat spiraled from a slow-burning flame into a sudden inferno. Her wolf howled inside her head, and Fletcher’s eyes shifted into fierce wolfish gold. Mitch held her hips tight, and began to fuck her slowly, then faster when she tried to push back. “Please, please, please,” she whispered, skin prickling with a thousand suns. “I need more.”
“We’ve got you, baby,” Fletcher said, and he sounded mostly wild, and not at all controlled. He fucked up into her, hard, mashing her clit against his pubic hair.
Avery screamed as pleasure rushed through her, and Mitch leaned over her back, crushing her against Fletcher. He put his mouth at her throat. Her climax pulsed through her, and she couldn’t move and couldn’t breathe, and then Fletcher reached up and bit her neck. A split second later, Mitch bit the other side, and another orgasm roared through her, right on the heels of the first one. Avery threw her head back, writhing as her wolf burst up and out of her body like a miniature sun. She felt Fletcher and Mitch orgasm with her, and then she was ripping the cuffs to shreds as her body turned itself inside out. Fletcher and Mitch rolled to the side, cradling her as light flared in the room.
