by Becca Van
Kenzie couldn’t wait to give her men their gifts.
Chapter Thirteen
“I’ve found her,” Feng announced as soon as he entered the warehouse office.
“You have? Where?” Decha leaned forward eagerly.
“I had our IT guy put an alert on her name. She just used a credit or bank card in a shop in Ambrose,” Feng explained.
Decha sank back in his seat with a smile on his face. “I can’t believe she’s so fucking close. I thought she would have been far away from North Dakota by now. She can’t be very smart.”
“What do you want me to do, boss? I can grab a few guys and head north and get her, or do you want me to pass the information onto Aiguo Lei?”
“Since we need to get back into the Triad leader’s good graces, I think it would be better if we work with him and his men. That way he’ll see we aren’t trying to double-cross him.”
“You want me to call him to meet us here? Or are we going to go to him?” Feng asked.
“We’ll go to him. I don’t want him getting annoyed more than he already is.” Decha pointed at his right-hand man. “Set it up.”
Feng nodded and hurried from the room. He was relieved for the first time in days and the tension he’d been carrying around started to wane. Maybe this would all work out after all. He was still contemplating getting out, but only after he’d fixed the mess he’d started. Hopefully, Decha would leave him alone after he’d taken off. He was sick of being someone’s lackey, of taking orders and performing like a puppet. It was time to move on and live his life the way his deceased parents would have wished him to. He wanted to find a loving woman, settle down, and start his own family. He’d have to change his name, and Australia was looking better and better. He’d heard such great things about that country. He wouldn’t need to worry about carrying a gun since they had strict gun laws Down Under. Of course, he knew they had crime just like any other country, but he would be much safer and not have to worry about looking over his shoulder every minute of every day.
Decision made, he pulled his cell phone from his pocket and dialed his contact in the Triad.
* * * *
Jenson was impatient to get home and be with their mate. She hadn’t stopped smiling after coming back from the store with the other women. He’d thought she was happy because of her new boots, but as the day wore on, he had a feeling it was for another reason. She’d worked like a trooper, chopping, mixing, and creating dishes with the ease of a seasoned chef. He thought back over their conversation earlier in the day.
“Have you had culinary training, sweetie?” Jenson asked as he grabbed the bowl of fresh mixed herbs she’d just sliced and diced.
“No.”
He gazed at her with wonder. “Then how the hell did you learn to do all this?”
“I used to help my mom cook before she died. After she passed, I did all the cooking. I hated feeding him, but if I didn’t place something nice in front of him every night—” She’d cut herself off and glanced away, but she didn’t need to finish her sentence. Fury had permeated his heart and soul at the way that fucker had abused his mate. He wanted to head to Bismarck, search the asshole out, and beat him to a bloody pulp, but that would mean leaving his mate and that was something he didn’t want to do. The anger in his gut had quickly dissipated when he’d seen his mate’s beautiful smiling face. He’d wanted to scoop her up in his arms, spirit her away and make love to her for hours on end, but he and his brothers had obligations to fulfill.
He was glad that Broden, Airen, and Archer could take their hands to anything when the need arose. Those three Kodiak bear shifters had stepped in quite a few times to cover for them and the other guys while they’d been looking after and courting their mates. Jenson wished he could return the favor, but other than taking their shift at the border, there was nothing else they could do.
Maybe it was time to put on a barbecue and invite the whole town. The idea had merit. He wanted Kenzie to meet all the guys so she’d be comfortable to ask for help if she ever needed to. She was a contradiction in personality. One minute she was blushing and shy, and the next she was a sultry sex kitten going after what she wanted.
He sighed with exasperation when his half-hard cock surged back to life yet again. He’d been fighting his desire for his mate all day long and it was becoming harder and harder—pun intended—to ignore his aching dick. His panther hadn’t stopped pacing and pushing, eager to complete the mating bond with their mate. Jenson was just as eager but wasn’t about to push her into anything she wasn’t ready for. Although he’d been smelling her desire on and off throughout the day, he’d also scented her excitement. At first, he’d thought she’d been excited with lust, but as the day wore on, he realized Kenzie was excited for another reason. He’d wanted to ask her about it, but figured she’d tell them what was going on when she was ready. He’d caught Jordan and Jay eying her speculatively, as well, so he knew he wasn’t imagining things.
Jenson moved in behind Kenzie and took the pot she’d been scrubbing out of her hands. She was tired. She’d been yawning and sighing constantly for the last half hour.
“Hey.” She scowled at him over her shoulder. “I haven’t finished with that.”
“Yeah, sweetie, you have. You’ve worked your sexy little ass off all day long. You’re tired. It’s time to stop.” Jenson set the pot onto the sink, picked up a towel, and dried Kenzie’s hands. When he was finished, he pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly against his body.
She sighed, wrapped her arms around his waist, and rested her cheek on his chest with her eyes closed. His mate was exhausted.
Jenson swept her up into his arms and knew he was right when she didn’t protest. Jordan hurried out toward the office to get Kenzie’s purse, and then they all headed to the truck. Kenzie was fast asleep before he’d taken three steps.
The drive toward home was quiet, all of them lost in their own thoughts. Jenson hadn’t been able to relinquish Kenzie from his arms, so he cradled her against him in the back seat. Nor could he stop looking at her gorgeous face. She was his world, and he would do everything he could to make sure she was happy.
* * * *
Kenzie came awake and opened her eyes to glance around. She realized she’d fallen asleep when she noticed that they were already home. She looked up at Jenson’s face as he carried her toward the bedroom and couldn’t stop herself from caressing his cheek. He smiled down at her and when she smoothed a finger over his lower lip, he nipped the tip.
Just like that her weariness was gone and in its place desire simmered. Her insides heated, liquid desire pooling low in her belly, and her pussy moistened. Her nipples tightened into hard aching points, and her breasts swelled. Her internal muscles clenched, and her clit throbbed. She began panting with need, and although she tried to regulate her breathing by inhaling through her nose, it didn’t help. Her need ratcheted up another notch as she drew her men’s delicious masculine scents deeply into her lungs.
A low, rumbling growl started in Jenson’s chest and heated desire hazed his blue eyes. “If you want to get some sleep sometime soon, sweetie, you have to stop that.”
“I have no control over my body when you three are around,” Kenzie admitted honestly. “You all should come with warning labels. You’re lethal.”
“You’re the lethal one, mate,” Jay said from somewhere behind her and Jenson.
Jenson lowered her to her feet in the bedroom and she clutched at his arms when she swayed, but not from exhaustion. She felt as if she was drunk on the pheromones her mates were putting off. A shiver of arousal coursed up her spine and cream dripped from her convulsing pussy to dampen her panties. The heat in the pit of her belly turned hotter. She wondered if she could die from lust. She pushed that ridiculous thought from her head and eyed her men over.
They were all standing statue still and gazing at her as if she was their first and last meal.
Kenzie had no idea where her self-confiden
ce was coming from in regard to getting what she wanted from her mates, but she didn’t care. The ache deep inside of her was so intense there was no way she could or wanted to ignore it. She needed to make love to her men right now.
She shimmied her shoulders until her coat fell from her arms and pooled behind her on the floor. Without taking her eyes from her mates, she sat on the edge of the mattress and pulled her new boots off. After standing again, she tugged her sweater up and over her head before flinging it away. Next, she pulled off her long-sleeved shirt and then tugged at the button on her jeans, before lowering the zipper. She shoved them down over her hips and kicked them away until she was left in only her underwear, bra, panties, and socks.
Kenzie was about to reach behind her for the clasp on her bra, but ended up gasping instead. All three of her men lunged toward her at the same time.
Jay and Jordan hooked their hands under her arms, lifted her from her feet and pulled her onto the mattress. Once she was lying in the middle of the bed, they moved back to the foot to stand next to Jenson. And then they all started stripping at the same time.
As soon as Jenson was naked he dove onto the bed and spread her thighs apart. He took a few moments to caress up and down her legs, on the inside of her thighs, and when he cupped her hot, wet pussy, she moaned.
Jay and Jordan climbed onto the bed on either side of her and started stroking over her chest, her breasts, belly, hips, and arms. Then three sets of hands tugged her underwear off and flung it aside.
Her rapid, shallow breathing increased but when Jenson parted her folds with his thumbs, she stopped breathing altogether. “So fucking sexy,” Jenson growled. “So wet. I have to taste this honey.”
Air exploded from her lungs at his first lick. He started at her dripping entranced and lapped his way up, collecting all of her juices onto his tongue. He laved the flat of his tongue over her throbbing, distended pearl and then flicked it hard and fast.
She cried out with pleasure, but the sound was cut off when Jay slanted his mouth over hers. Jordan cupped both her breasts and then began plucking and pinching the sensitive peaks. Streaks of blissful lightning shot down from her breasts to her pussy, causing her muscles to clench reflexively. The empty, burning ache in her womb and pussy grew hotter, needier, her muscles lax and yet taut at the same time.
Jay’s tongue danced and dueled with hers before gliding along the length only to come back to swirl and twirl again. Jordan licked his way from her collarbone down to the breast closest to him, and after whirling his tongue around the peak he drew it into his mouth, suckling strongly on the aching tip.
Jenson was licking and lapping up and down her labia, occasionally flicking his tongue over her needy clit. She bucked her hips up in silent demand and moaned with frustration when he chuckled.
Jay broke the kiss, nibbling and nipping his way over her jaw to her neck. He sucked and laved the sensitive spot under her ear before moving down lower. Jordan released the other nipple he’d been squeezing, and she groaned when Jay sucked it into his mouth, suctioning on the nub, firmly.
She rolled her head back and forth on the pillow, so lost, so consumed with the pleasure her mates were bestowing on her, but it wasn’t anywhere near enough. She was so hungry for them, so empty with need, she felt as if she was about to go insane.
A moan erupted from between her parted lips when Jenson rimmed her wet pussy with the tip of a finger, and she arched up when he penetrated her with the tip, her muscles clenching around him convulsively.
“You like that, sweetie?” Jenson asked, his breath bathing her wet, aching clit with warm air.
“Yes,” she groaned. “More!”
“Soon, baby,” Jordan said after releasing her nipple from his mouth.
“Turn her over,” Jay demanded.
Her mates all moved at once. Jay and Jordan flipped her over onto her belly and Jenson lifted her hips from the bed, shoving a pillow under her pelvis.
“What—”
Jay placed a finger over her lips and then caressed up and down her back. When he got to her ass cheeks and pulled them apart, she shivered with nervous need. She’d liked having Jenson playing with her ass while he’d made love to her. Surely, she was going to like more. She hoped so. She wanted, needed to give everything of herself to her mates. The craving to complete the bond with her men was almost a compulsion it was so strong.
She shivered when Jenson rubbed a lubed finger over her ass, and when Jordan tugged gently on her hair, she turned toward him. He was lying on his side next to her and their lips brushed as she faced him.
He growled and then covered her mouth with his. She kissed him back as wildly and hungrily as he was kissing her. That was until Jenson stroked his finger deep into her ass. She turned her mouth from Jordan, gasping and groaning as sleeping nerve endings fired to life.
Pleasure zinged all through her body and the fiery famishment grew until she could no longer remain still. Kenzie shoved up to her hands and knees exposing every part of her sensitive body to her mates.
She whimpered when Jenson added another finger to her rear entrance, slowly working them into her ass until they were embedded deeply. When he spread his fingers and gently thrust them in and out, stretching her muscles, she tried to regulate her breathing. There was a slight pinching, burning pain, but she suspected there was more to come. She was determined to do this. Needed to have all three of her mates making love to her at the same time. She didn’t care if there was initial pain, all that mattered was that they take the fiery ache away.
Jordan maneuvered on the mattress and then slipped in beneath her, kicking the pillow aside. She licked her lips as she stared at his long, thick, hard cock. His dick twitched and a drop of pre-cum bubbled to the tip. Kenzie moved on instinct. She lowered down to rest her upper weight on her elbows and wrapped a hand around his wide shaft. He started purring and she smiled with satisfaction. She loved making her men purr.
After pumping him a few times, she swirled her tongue over and around the head and then lifted her gaze to his as she took him into her mouth. His purring grew louder and louder as she bobbed up and down over him, suctioning her cheeks to enhance his pleasure.
She pulled off him when Jenson removed his fingers from her ass and her breath stuttered in her lungs when he pressed three into her at the same time. She didn’t realize she was gripping Jordan’s cock hard until he clasped her wrist and pulled her hand off.
“Sorry,” she gasped out. “Did I hurt you?”
“No, baby. Not even a little bit.”
Kenzie squeezed her eyes closed when the burning grew almost too much. She wasn’t sure she could take much more and was just about to ask Jenson to stop, but ended up moaning instead.
Jordan was kneading and pinching her nipples and Jay was rubbing light circles around her clit. The pain faded away and desirous hunger took its place. “Jenson,” she groaned, as she started rocking her hips, fucking herself onto those thick fingers.
“So fucking sexy,” Jenson rasped.
“Our precious, sexy little angel,” Jay said in a hoarse voice.
“Beautiful sex kitten,” Jordan growled.
Kenzie whimpered when Jenson eased his fingers from her ass. Her disappointment was short lived. She gasped when she felt the blunt, broad head of Jenson’s lube covered cock pressing against her star.
“Look at me, baby,” Jordan demanded. She lifted her gaze to his and licked her dry lips. “Don’t take your eyes off of mine, mate.”
Jay began to stroke over her clit faster with more pressure, causing her womb and pussy to clench with hunger. She gasped in a breath and held it as Jenson pressed into her. Her body and mind were in a tug of war. The burning in her ass was painful, stretched to near splitting but there was also great pleasure. There was a fire in her belly, so hot and needy, wanting to be quenched. Kenzie had no intention of asking Jenson to stop.
She exhaled gustily when the head of his cock popped through the tight muscles o
f her ass and the burning diminished. Just like that the desirous heat took her over completely. She was shaking and shivering, goose bumps racing over her skin, but she was so horny, she was wild with it.
“More!” she demanded and shoved back against Jenson.
He growled, and she groaned as he sank further into her ass. “Don’t hurt yourself, mate.” Jenson panted as he gripped her hips firmly.
“Already…hurting,” she replied.
“Do you want me to stop?” Jenson asked.
“Our mate’s on fire,” Jordan rasped out. “I think she’s experiencing the mating heat.”
Kenzie didn’t care what they called her burning lust. All she cared about was having the fire doused. She peered at Jordan through narrowed eyes and almost smiled with satisfaction as he slid down further under her. She glanced down between them at his hard cock and knew it was in the perfect position.
She moaned when Jenson began to pump his hips, delving deeper and deeper into her ass until she felt his pubis against her butt cheeks. Reaching down between her and Jordan, she grasped the base of his cock lifted it away from his body until the head was against her entrance and she sank down over him.
“Fuck!” Jordan growled, a loud purr rumbling in his chest. “So hot. Tight. Wet.”
Kenzie nodded with agreement. She was much tighter than the previous night, but since Jenson’s cock was balls deep in her ass, it was to be expected. There was no time for talking. Kenzie was shaking with hunger and one of her mates was still missing. She turned toward Jay and groaned when she found him up on his knees, his hand pumping up and down his dick. She met his burning blue-eyed gaze and slowly leaned over toward him.
She licked over the head of his cock, excited elation surging into her heart when he growled and purred all at once, but she wanted to hear more from her mates. Kenzie wanted to hear them roaring her name as they claimed her and climaxed, filling her every hole with their seed.
She opened her mouth as wide as she could and sucked him into her mouth.
