Unicorn Truth (Valentine Pride Book 3)

by Laura Greenwood

Cas's hands pulled me back, Levon's dick falling out of my mouth with a popping sound. I giggled as Cas repositioned me.

  "What's funny?" he asked. He didn't sound upset, just a little confused.

  "Nothing, I'm just a bit nervous," I said. "Carry on."

  "I'll be gentle. Were my fingers okay?"

  Were they okay? I giggled again. "They were amazing."

  His fingers tightened on my hips as I complimented him. "Fuck yes," he whispered, removing one hand. Soon I felt the press of his head against my entrance and my giggles disappeared. I arched my back, giving him full access to push into me.

  He paused, and I looked back at him over my shoulder.

  "Hand me that lube," he said to Levon, who stood beside the bed, unashamedly watching. Levon opened our bedside drawer and pulled out the small bottle I'd bought several months before when we'd experimented with anal.

  I hadn't cared for it much while pregnant, but was all for trying it again soon.

  Cas squeezed out a few drops. Over my shoulder, I could just see his arm moving as he spread it on his cock. "You're soaking wet, but this will make the entrance easier. We can always wipe some off once I'm fully inside you."

  What a sweet man. As much as I damn well knew he wanted to be inside me, he took the time to make absolutely certain I'd be comfortable.

  As his head pressed into me again, comfortable didn't begin to cover it. I was amazed at how good it felt to have him pushing into me again, to feel the slight stretch that came with accommodating his large erection. I moaned and pushed back against him slightly. "It's good," I whispered as I relished the experience.

  "Good?" he asked.

  Giggling again, I pushed more, and he stilled, allowing me to lead the way.

  "Very good." Finally, he was completely inside me. I moved forward and back a bit, but trying to control the action from the front wasn't so easy. "Cas, please," I begged.

  He had tried to hold out on me before, but my desperate voice inspired him because he finally began to move.

  My tight pussy clenched on the head of his cock as he pulled out, maximizing my pleasure. I cried out, another orgasm hitting me like a freight train.

  "What's going on in here?" Kerry's teasing voice barely broke through to me as Cas picked up speed.

  "I'm coming hard," I panted as the slapping sound of Cas's groin hitting my ass filled the air.

  "Don't wear yourself out," Kerry said as he quickly stripped. I turned my head to see Levon smiling. He leaned over and reached his hand between my legs, his arm pressing against my abdomen as he put delicious pressure on my clit.

  Cas grunted and pushed in, grinding against me as he came while Levon worked my clit. My orgasm finished, and I collapsed onto the bed, nearly exhausted.

  I heard shuffling behind me, then in a minute, a warm washcloth replaced Cas, one of my guys wiping me gently. There wasn't really any soreness, which was surprising.

  Kerry slipped into the bed beside me. "You and I have a date for tomorrow night," he said before kissing my hairline. "I'm betting you've had enough tonight."

  Flexing my inner muscles and wiggling my legs a little, I decided I could go one more round. And why not? It had been way too long, and no fair Kerry should have to miss out.

  I looked down at his cock, and sure enough, it strained against his underwear. He wanted me, bad, but was willing to wait to make sure I was as comfortable as possible.

  Instead of rolling over and going to sleep, I sat up onto my knees and pulled on Kerry's underwear. His eyebrows flew up. "Are you sure?"

  I winked at him as he lifted his hips and I slipped his briefs down his legs. Cas had collapsed on the other side of me on the bed, and he watched with interest. Levon climbed in beside Cas. Thank goodness for the enormous beds we'd put in each room, having them specially made. Only my room had a smaller bed, and that was only because I never stayed there. They'd wanted me to have somewhere to retreat to if I ever needed to, though, and made sure I had a bed just for me.

  Usually, we all ended up in Cas's bed. As shifters, they liked sleeping together, and I loved having them all around me.

  I climbed on top of Kerry, holding his dick up as I lowered myself onto him. He loved for me to ride him, and Cas and Levon loved to watch me ride him. We'd done it this way several times in the past.

  Moving slowly at first, I quickly worked my way back into a frenzy. Kerry was an expert at knowing exactly when to move to match my bounces on his dick. As soon as one of my muscles got tired, I alternated the way I moved, keeping his dick clenched tightly inside of me. Kerry came quickly, as did I, having already worked myself up so much that the feeling of my swollen breasts bouncing on my chest in full view of my mates, and knowing that their eyes were glued to me was nearly enough to take me over the edge. Kerry's cock would've done it, but Cas reached over and added his finger to the mix, then Levon got up and came around, latching onto one of my nipples and using his hand to stimulate the other.

  I came in seconds after that, the stimulation on all the most sensitive parts of me overwhelming my senses until I came with a scream, my head thrown back.

  Kerry was right behind me, lifting me up and down on him a few more times once I'd exhausted myself.

  Collapsing on top of him, I grabbed Cas's hand and looked at Levon as he got back into the bed. "I love you," I whispered to all three of them.

  They replied in unison. "I love you, too."

  Chapter Four

  Levon dumped the mail on the counter and zoomed toward me and Hannah. "Give me that baby," he crooned. I loved seeing my mates with Hannah, every day their love for her grew, as did mine.

  It had been a week since we'd jumped back into the sack, and one of them had claimed me for three nights after. I'd begun to get sore and had to tell them to give me a few days break.

  "I finished that database code early, which was all that was on my agenda today. The academy is fully operational online now. Of course, I can't write code to duplicate what their magic book does, but they're as technologically advanced as they can be, now."

  He'd been working for weeks to bring the shifter academy into the twenty-first century.

  "Are you going to have to go down there, like you thought?" I partly hoped so. The Academy was near the ocean, in a cove that was magically hidden from non-magical eyes. A trip there sounded like heaven.

  "Probably. If I do, do you want to go with me?"

  My eyes lit up as I nodded my head. "I'd love that."

  He settled down at the kitchen table, crooning at his pride and joy.

  "Good. I got that new carrier, so I can take Hannah with me on my runs. And I talked to April. She's dealing with the ins and outs of moving in with her guys and how that can be difficult at first."

  "I'm sure you had some good advice for her," he said as he reached across the table to snag one of the meatballs I'd just made.

  Even though I couldn't eat meat, and had never been able to, it didn't bother me to cook for the guys. They loved to hunt in their lion forms, bringing home the kill to clean. Of course, they ate their fair share before they brought any home. They shared the job of cleaning the kill—one thing I refused to do—and processing the meat.

  Kerry generally got out of the chore, because he was so in demand throughout the shifter community. He was thrilled to have April, and couldn't wait for her apprenticeship to finish, though he said he wouldn't let her out on her own for a full year. She'd barely begun.

  I cooked as I continued telling Levon about April. There wasn't much to tell, not really, and I found myself dreaming about the beach vacation.

  "Do you think we could all go?" I asked him as he patted Hannah's booty.

  "I don't see why not."

  We'd met, mated, and gotten pregnant in a matter of a couple of weeks. I'd moved in so fast my memories of the time were muddled. It seemed as if I'd just waltzed up the mountain and moved in. I kind of had.

  "Maybe we could take April?" I asked hopefully. "And i
f she goes, her guys would have to go. But she could help with the baby and we could have like a real vacation!"

  My mind was completely off of my dinner preparations as I thought about beachside cabins, boardwalks, and seafood. Though I wouldn't and couldn't eat the actual ocean fare, there were amazing vegan alternatives.

  Ohhh, there went my brain, thinking about what amazing blogs I could do from the beach. "We have to go. I actually have enough saved up to pay for it."

  They hated for me to spend any money on household stuff, but I hated to not contribute just as much. I could pay for the vacation, and we could do it up right. I set the spatula on the counter and turned to Levon, giving him my full attention. "Tell me we can do this."

  He shook his head at me, the corners of his mouth lifting up. "You are gorgeous," he said.

  "Thank you. That's not telling me we can drop everything and go to the beach."

  He laughed, which startled Hannah. She began to cry, throwing her tiny fists around. She was a vocal child, not afraid to tell her daddies when something had pissed her off.

  He stood and bounced her around. "Her legs feel cold," he said. "And hell, yes. We will drop everything and go to the beach as soon as we're done with that cabin."

  I skipped to her room to get him a blanket to put around her. When I opened the top drawer of her bureau where I kept the light blankets, I found another small gift.

  Returning to the kitchen I kissed Levon tenderly as I spread a blanket on the now-smiling Hannah. "Thank you," I whispered.

  "Don't thank me. You're paying." He winked, and I knew I'd have trouble convincing them to actually let me go through with it.

  "No, I mean for the gift." I set the little wrapped box onto the table and sat down to unwrap it.

  Levon looked on in interest. "Who is it from? Always nice getting a gift."

  He was really into the whole anonymity thing. "I figured it was from you, actually, but it's one of you guys."

  "You guys as in me, Kerry, or Cas?" he asked as I peeled the tape off of the tiny box to find a set of the world's tiniest salt and pepper shakers. They were silver and so small they looked like they belonged in a doll's house.

  "Oh, Levon, I love them! They're so cute!" I had no idea where I'd put them, but I’d find a place.

  "They're cute, all right. Where were they?" His voice was serious, not exactly what I'd expect from someone enjoying the opening of a gift.

  I looked at him quickly. "In Hannah's chest of drawers. Why?"

  "Cas and Kerry have not mentioned any gifts to me." He looked really pissed about that information.

  "I'm sure they're just making it a little game," I said and patted his hand as I rose to tend to my food on the stove. "Ask them. I've gotten one every couple of weeks for months now. It's got to have been one of you."

  He didn't reply for a while, and I noticed him studying the packaging as I cooked. He sniffed the paper and peered closely at the box. "I'll find out."

  Why was he being so suspicious about it? Surely it was just going to be a gift from one of the others.

  "Is there a reason you're looking at it as if it's going to bite me?" I asked.

  "It might," he said seriously. "Have you gotten any other presents like this?"

  I gulped. "Half a dozen," I replied. “Maybe a little more.”

  Alarm crossed his features, though he tried to smother it, failing miserably. I could read my mates a little too well for their liking. "Why didn't you tell us about them?" he asked.

  "I tried, but every time I started to bring it up, one of you changed the subject. I assumed you just wanted me to feel special by leaving me gifts." A shiver ran down my spine at the thought. What if they weren’t from one of the guys? That was what I'd assumed when I'd found the first present, a silver spoon left on the couch. But when nothing bad had happened after a couple of days, I relaxed and just assumed it was one of my mates.

  Had I made a big mistake?

  "Is there anyone that would leave you presents? An ex or something?" Levon asked as he looked at his phone.

  I shook my head. "You know I don't really have anyone serious in my past." Not that we'd talked about the subject of my exes very often. My mates were known to get jealous when we talked about it, and I wanted to keep that to a minimum, especially when it changed nothing. "Are you sure it isn't just Cas or Kerry?" I asked, but I could tell from the look on his face that he didn't think so.

  That was a little worrying.

  Levon grimaced before pulling out his phone and hitting the dial button. "You need to come home." His low and commanding tone made me forget he wasn't the alpha, Cas was.

  "Aren't you going to wait for them to answer?" I asked as he hung up and shoved his phone in his pocket.

  "I don't need to, they know I wouldn't ask them to leave what they're doing without good reason."

  I chewed on my bottom lip, trying not to let the worry get to me too much. I had no idea what was going on, or why he seemed so worked up by the situation, but I doubted he was going to tell me anything else before the others got here. They liked to have conversations as a family. Something I appreciated on the one hand, but right now, it was just annoying.

  "Please play with Hannah, I need to check the rest of the house."

  "But...dinner?"

  He glanced at the stove, indecision warring in his eyes. "Alright, I'll leave her here so you can carry on." He didn't seem to like it, but that was all right. I still needed to do what I could to make sure my mates were fed and healthy.

  Moments after he put our daughter in her bouncy seat, he stalked off in the direction of the bedroom.

  Hannah gurgled and kicked her feet.

  "I know, Daddy is in an odd mood," I told her. "Sometimes, daddies do that. It's just something we have to get used to."

  I glanced in the direction of the bedrooms, where I can hear Levon rummaging. No doubt he was looking for more of the presents. There wasn’t likely to be any more though, I'd already found a lot of them.

  The door to our cave-house jerked open, and I breathed a sigh of relief the moment I saw Cas and Kerry rushing in. I hadn't even realized I was so strung up about what Levon was saying.

  "What's happened? Are you alright? Is Hannah?" Cas demanded in quick succession as he pulled me into his arms.

  Kerry studied Hannah, no doubt trying to make sure she was fine and healthy and not in any danger.

  "We're fine!"

  Levon cut me off by walking back into the room and slamming a small package down onto the kitchen counter. "It was in your bedroom," he said. “She’s been receiving presents. They’ve been left in odd places, places only we or the cleaning lady would go in the house.”

  I explained the details again, trying to remember all the locations. "I didn’t know about the one in the bedroom. They usually show up as a surprise. I assumed one of you was leaving them." I hadn't thought to check there. My mates knew I didn't use the room often, so as far as I was concerned, they wouldn't bother leaving me anything there. Which meant something about this situation wasn't right.

  "Do you have the other gifts?" Levon asked.

  I nodded. "Want me to get them?"

  "Please."

  I pulled away from Cas' arms and made my way over to the desk they'd put for me in the corner of the living room. I'd kept all of their presents in a little bowl there so they were close to me.

  No. Not their presents. The presents. The way my mates were acting had me convinced that they weren't actually behind the gifts, which was both confusing and a little concerning. Did this have anything to do with the person watching me in the forest while I was out on my run?

  I picked up the bowl and made my way to our dining room table. It would be easier for us to lay out the gifts and work out what they all had in common if we could see them there. At least, that was my theory.

  Kerry stirred the pot, and I flashed him a grateful smile. At least their dinner wouldn't burn with all of them paying attention to this.<
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  They came over to me, bringing Hannah with them and setting her down on the end of the table. She fussed, grabbing the air and kicking, desperate to be picked up. I looked between her and the pile of gifts. Surely my daughter was more important than working out this weird thing that happened?

  "I'll put them out, you go pick her up," Kerry whispered to me, brushing a hand across the small of my back.

  "Thank you." I lifted Hannah into my arms and rocked her back and forth. She made some happy content noises and grabbed hold of a piece of my hair. A sappy smile spread over my face. I loved her so much. I hadn't thought about kids much before I'd become pregnant, but now I had her, I couldn't imagine not. This was everything I wanted and more.

  "I don't recognize any of these," Kerry said.

  "Me either," Cas added.

  I swallowed my nerves. If they didn't give me any of those gifts, and Levon didn't either, then we were in more trouble than I could imagine.

  "Then where did they come from?" I asked.

  "Good question. When did they turn up?" Cas' eyes bored into me in a way that had nothing to do with him being my mate, and everything to do with the fact he was my alpha. This was a man that no one should want to cross. He would do everything in his power to hunt down the people making his family uncomfortable, and I wouldn't want to be on the receiving end.

  "There doesn't seem to be a pattern," I admitted. "Not even one where I'd had a bad day, or been sad about something..." As I said it, I realized that was just another way I should have known it wasn't my mates leaving me the gifts. They knew my moods better than anyone. If they'd been leaving me things, they'd have been related to just that.

  "There doesn't seem to be one between what the gifts are, either," Kerry pointed out. "A spoon, some earrings, the salt and pepper shakers, a tiny figurine...are you sure these are all gifts?"

  "They all came in the same wrappings. It was why I thought they were planned by you guys."

  "And you're sure no one would be leaving you these?"

  "Not that I know of," I admit. "I haven't done anything to warrant someone leaving me things. Especially not expensive things." At least the spoon and the earrings were precious metal, and I was certain the other gifts were just as valuable.