by Maia Dylan
Trent’s eyes flared with heat at the picture she was creating. The growl down their bond indicated that it was having the same effect on his brother.
“Then I want you to fuck me. Fuck me. Hard. And. Fast. Show me the same passion and heat as your brother.” She leaned forward, and the little minx bit his earlobe, causing his eyes to roll back into his head. “Now!”
“You better hold on, Faith. This is gonna be a hell of a ride.” Still buried deep within her, Trent swung his legs over the side of the bed, then lowered her to the edge of it. Sliding his arms under her legs, he drew them up and over his shoulders.
His wolf howled in satisfaction as Faith’s eyes widened in surprise when he stroked strong and slow into her, bottoming out, which caused her own eyes to roll back into her head. He started a slow but fierce rhythm, slamming into her and twisting his hips to hit her sweet spot at the end of each plunge. Faith groaned and whimpered in pleasure with each thrust.
“There is one thing you should understand about us, Faith.” Trent spoke through gritted teeth, sweat pouring from his body. “We are in control in the bedroom.”
“He’s right, sweets. We are two dominant alphas, and even though you absolutely own us and everything we have…” Ty growled as he leaned over her body to play with her breasts, pinching and pulling her nipples, which caused her pussy to flood and caused a scream of pleasure from their mate.
“We. Are. In. Control. In. The. Bedroom!” Trent growled, emphasizing each word with a thrust that came faster. He pushed her legs from his shoulders then gripped her thighs to pound into her. He felt his balls start to pull up tight in a sure sign that he was about to come. Hard.
He flicked his gaze to his brother and gave him a small nod. Ty understood immediately and slid his hand down her torso, then lightly squeezed her clit. Faith lifted off the mattress with a scream, jerking against the pleasure that coursed through her. Trent felt her pussy begin to milk him of his own climax, so he threw his head back with a roar of his own as he surrendered. Surrendered to his climax, to his mate, to their future.
Chapter 7
Faith came awake slowly. She had slept the entire night through with no nightmares or flashbacks and for a split second was confused as to why, but then she because aware of two things simultaneously. The first was that there were two hot bodies surrounding her, keeping her safe between them, her head nestled on Ty’s chest and Trent snuggled tightly against her back. The second was that her body had a delightful ache to it that brought back memories of the night before—insanely hot memories of them reaching for her through the night and throwing her into a maelstrom of desire, pleasure, and an intimacy she thought she would never have.
“Morning, sweetness.” Ty’s voice rumbled in his chest, and she giggled at the feeling of it rumbling against her own.
“Mmmm, good morning.” Faith didn’t want to open her eyes. She was quite happy just to wallow in their arms and let the day slip away.
“Morning, baby,” Trent murmured. Then he pressed a soft kiss to the nape of her neck. “Ty and I need to thank you.”
“For what?” Faith asked with a confused frown.
“For the best damn night of our lives,” Ty answered. Then he gently used his finger to tug her face up and pressed a sweet kiss to her smiling lips. Faith loved the fact that they enjoyed their time together as much as she had. “Now, you just rest there, and I’ll get some breakfast started for us. I have a feeling we may need to keep our strength up.” Ty grinned at her as she chuckled. Then he slid from the bed.
Faith watched unashamedly as he strode unselfconsciously into the bathroom. Damn, he had an ass that made her want to nibble on it.
“Damn, baby, you smell delicious,” Trent whispered as he took a deep breath against her neck and threw the blankets off them. Faith arched back against him as she felt his hand slide over her hip and his fingers begin to dance against her clit. She could feel the heavy weight of his arousal pressing against her ass, and she wantonly pushed back against it, causing him to groan and clench his arms around her, his fingers moving harder and faster against her.
A chuckle game from the bathroom door, where Ty stood leaning against the doorjamb. A pair of shorts low on his hips did nothing to hide his very full approval of what he saw.
“Is Trent playing with your little pussy, sweets? Is he rubbing your swollen clit and making you cream?” Ty growled at her with a smile.
Faith looked him in the eye as the heat of the moment soared. Then she nodded and bit her lip with a groan, loving that his eyes darkened. Who knew she was such an exhibitionist! But by God, she was beginning to love it when one of these men watched her being pleasured by the other.
“She is so fucking wet, Brother.” Trent groaned. “So hot and wet, I’m just gonna slide right in.” He lifted her leg over his and did just that. Faith groaned at the move, arched her back more, and flexed her hips a little.
Ty chuckled with heat in his eyes as he pushed away from the doorjamb and moved to leave the room. “We’ll all starve if one of us doesn’t get something cooking.” He stopped just before he would lose sight of her. “And once you’ve eaten, Faith, your ass is mine.” His eyes flashed blue as he made that promise and walked out. With that to look forward to, Faith leaned back into Trent’s embrace and gave herself over to the pleasure.
“God, baby, I love how your pussy fits me a like a glove. You are so tight.”
Faith gasped as he suddenly rolled onto his back and pulled her to lie on top of him. Her feet landed on either side of his thighs as he bent his knees, braced his feet on the mattress, and began to thrust up into her as she thrust her breasts high and arched her back so she could push down to meet his thrusts.
“Oh God! Trent! That feels so good!” Faith groaned loudly as Trent set a fast rhythm. She was vaguely aware of the sound of their flesh slapping together, and the scent of her arousal and smell of sex in the room made her head spin.
“Ahhhh, fuck, Faith, you have me so triggered, I’m not gonna last too long.”
Faith began to gasp with each powerful thrust, moving so fast toward her oncoming orgasm it was almost frightening.
“Ohhh, it’s coming, Trent. It’s coming fast,” Faith screamed as her orgasm started to grow to epic proportions. Then when Trent suddenly reached down and rubbed her clit furiously, that was it. With a high-pitched scream of joy, Faith hurtled into space.
“Fuuuucccck!” Trent roared from beneath her as she felt his hot come spurt within her, bathing her with his heat, triggering another fluttering orgasm through her pleasure-wracked body, which had her sobbing.
Trent wrapped his arms around her, still slowly thrusting into her, prolonging her pleasure and no doubt his own. She gasped for breath, feeling like her lungs were going to explode. She could hear Trent behind her fighting for his own breath. Well at least it wasn’t only her that sounded like she had run a marathon. After a few calming moments, Trent rolled to the side and gently pulled from her body. Faith whimpered a little as he slid from her.
“Faith, baby, did I hurt you?” Trent turned her in his arms, and she smiled a little at the concern on his face.
“Yeah, you did, in the most delicious of ways,” Faith giggled as Trent’s eyes narrowed, and he growled at her.
“You had me thinking I had hurt you when I turned all caveman on you.”
“No, Trent, your inner caveman and I get along just fine.” Faith closed her eyes dreamily and snuggled into him, like a little kitten searching for warmth. Not knowing how long she would be able to pretend that this was where she belonged was the only shadow of doubt in her mind, but with determination, she pushed it away. For now, she was right where she wanted to be.
* * * *
Ty was having the best morning ever, despite the fact it had been his brother and not him that had their mate screaming in the bedroom about an hour and a half ago.
When the groans and sounds of mutual satisfaction had died away in the bedroom, Ty had been
They sat at the dinner table to eat breakfast, and Ty had pulled Faith down to sit on his lap. Trent had sat so that he could pull her little feet up onto his own lap, both wolves demanding that they touch their mate as much as possible. They would be this way until they were able to claim her fully, surrounding her with their scent so that any wolf that came near her knew who she belonged to.
He and Trent had taken turns feeding her from their plates. Ty loved that Faith felt comfortable enough to allow them that pleasure and to play with them a little. She would nibble gently on their fingers as they pressed against her lips. They chatted happily together, and Ty and Trent shared news of mutual acquaintances and were relieved that Faith listened with enthusiasm.
Every now and then, she would squirm a little in his lap, causing him to stop talking a minute to savor that move as she rubbed her ass against his arousal. The first time she had done it, he thought it might have been by accident. But then he caught the sly glance she cast him from beneath her lashes, and he became conscious of the fact that the little minx knew exactly what she was doing to him.
“Trent, our mate wants to play,” Ty sent to his brother.
Trent laughed down their link, “Yeah, I guessed she did when I saw you tense when she moved her delectable little bottom against you. Also, the fact you are drooling is a sure sign. She is rubbing her little feet against my dick every chance she gets, too, the minx.”
Ty felt Trent’s joy at their mate’s playful actions. When he looked down their joint link toward their mate, he saw that the barrier was now a muted blue color, and it was sparkling. That in itself was amazing, but what brought the most joy was that if he looked hard enough, he could see the link beyond the barrier, which could mean only one thing. Their time together was strengthening the link between them.
“Trent, look.” Ty spoke in awe at the barrier as it started to sparkle a little more.
“Holy shit.” Trent’s voice was low, but there was no mistaking the awe in it. The barrier was twinkling at them and was so beautiful it held them both enchanted. In a short while, it changed and began to slow, and then the color began to darken again. What the fuck?
Ty retreated from his mind and their link, and when he brought his full attention back to his mate, he became aware of two things at the same time. Faith was sitting stiff in his arms, and her scent had changed. It had been happy and carefree, with that telltale hint of arousal threaded through it. Now it was different. Now, Faith was angry.
He quickly looked into her face. Nope, not angry, pissed.
“Faith—”
“Have you two finished having a little private moment between yourselves?” Faith snapped as she pulled her legs from Trent’s lap and made to stand up. “If I am in the way, then just say so, and I’ll get the hell out.”
Ty pulled her against him as she tried to stand up. “Hey now, sweet girl, what’s got your dander up?” he asked in a reasonable and calming tone that he hoped would have a calming effect on Faith. Unfortunately, it had the opposite, as she began to twist and turn furiously trying to get away from him.
“Let go of me, you horse’s ass.” Faith growled at him and kicked him in the shin with her heel. “I have been sitting here knowing that the two of you are doing your crazy mind-sharing trick and talking about me. Well that’s something I will not have. You hear me, Tyler Jamieson? I will not have it!”
“Faith, baby,” Trent said wryly, “I think the whole county can hear you. Why don’t you just calm down and tell us why you are so upset?” He reached out to rub the back of his hand against her cheek but stopped as her teeth snapped in his direction. Ty watched as desire flared in his brother’s eyes that mirrored his own. Their mate was off-the-charts hot when she was pissed off at them.
“You touch me, Trent, and I will bite your fingers off and spit the bloody stumps back at you,” Faith snapped at him, still trying to wriggle from Ty’s grasp.
“Faith, not that I am not enjoying having your luscious ass grinding against my dick like it is,” Ty spoke roughly against her neck, “but I think there is a much better use for that beautiful mouth of yours than biting off Trent’s fingers.”
Faith stilled against him but sat stiff, and her breath came in short bursts. She was more than pissed. Ty inhaled deeply, and his wolf whimpered when it smelt a thread of hurt in her scent. What the ever-loving fuck?
Ty stood up with Faith and, ignoring her little gasp of shock, strode over to the island counter in the kitchen, spun her in his arms, and placed her on top. Not giving her an inch, he pushed his hips between her thighs and pressed close against her. He enjoyed the darkening of her eyes and the heightened color in her cheeks for a moment before he placed his hands on her hips, leaned back slightly, and prepared to get to the bottom of whatever it was that was hurting her.
Trent stood close to the side of them, leaning his hip on the counter, just as confused as he was. They shared one objective: stop their mate from hurting, because it was damn near killing them both.
“Sweet girl, what did we do that has upset you so much? It’s killing us knowing that we hurt you.” Ty hoped that Faith could hear the sincerity in his tone. It was un-fucking-acceptable that he and his brother had caused her pain.
Faith dropped her gaze, and Ty noticed that she was gripping the edge of the kitchen counter so hard her knuckles were white. “You’ll think I’m crazy,” Faith whispered, then gave a small, short, self-mocking laugh. “Well, crazier and more fucked-up than you already do.” Her gaze flew to his face as an angry growl rumbled from him.
“Sweetness, I will not stand for anyone saying bad things about you. Not even you.” Ty’s scowl was fierce, and rather than causing her to be afraid, it made her want to climb him in the worst way. Preferably naked.
“You better watch yourself, baby.” Trent spoke from beside them. “Ty has simply been looking for an excuse to spank you. You talking smack about yourself in front of him? Hell, you might as well just drop your panties and bend over.” Faith’s gaze widened, and her jaw dropped a little.
“You wouldn’t dare!” For a woman who spoke with so much haughty disdain in her tone, her body’s reaction screamed that she wouldn’t mind that idea one little bit. Ty felt her little shiver through the grip he had on her hips, and that alluring scent of her heightened arousal was swirling up between them.
“Hell, Faith, I sure as hell would dare. Just remember that when you talk about yourself.” Ty squeezed her hips to add emphasis, and yeah, just because he loved how she felt. “Now, without the self-flagellation, continue.”
Faith’s eyes narrowed a little at his tone, and he had to fight to keep the grin off his face. From the mirth that came to him down their bond, he knew that Trent was fighting the same thing. Faith gave a little humph, then leaned back to cross her arms. She had the cutest little pout that tempted him to want to lean in and nibble on it.
“You two were off inside your heads talking about me. I know you were, and I think it’s rude.” Faith wouldn’t look at either of them in the eye as she spoke. Ty used his hand to drag her head and gaze up to meet his.
“How do you know that, sweet girl?”
“Well, ever since I can remember, I’ve been able to gauge people’s moods, almost like I can see what they are feeling.” Her voice was small, as if she didn’t really want to go any further. Not wanting to press too hard, Ty waited for her to continue.
“For some people that I have a strong connection with, I can sometimes feel what they are thinking. For you two, I have always known when you were talking to each other in your minds. Telepathically.” She took a deep breath as if that had been a weight off her mind to get out.
“Can you hear us?” Trent asked, and Faith’s eyes flew to him in shock.
“No! No I would have told you if I could understand you. That would be a breach of confidence!”
“Sweet girl.” Ty reached up and placed his palms against her cheeks, lowering his head so they were face-to-face with no retreat. “There is nothing that Trent and I tell each other down our bond that we do not want you to hear. You are entitled to every intelligent thought in my head, and whatever dumb shit that floats through Trent’s.”
“Hey!” Trent thumped him so hard in the arm, Ty had to fight not to flinch and give the little shit the satisfaction of seeing that he packed a half-decent punch. “Asshole. I think lots of intelligent things. Like, right now I am thinking it might be time for a little alone time for you and Faith while I go help Ma with the kids. She’s bought some tablets for them, and she needs my intelligent, handsome self to come over and set them up for her.”
“Like I said, Trent, you are Einstein reincarnated.” Ty shot him a grin and no small amount of gratitude down their bond.
“That’s better.” Trent leaned forward and kissed their mate, a hot, passionate kiss that raised the color in both their faces. “My genius should be recognized. Damn, woman, you sure know how to kiss the wits out of a guy.” With a deep breath and a wink in Faith’s direction, Trent ambled out of the house whistling. Soon it was just the two of them.
“Alone at last, whatever shall we do?” Ty asked keeping his face blank and innocent. That wicked grin bloomed on his mate’s face as her arms came up and around his shoulders and her legs wrapped around his waist. Ty growled as she pressed her ample breasts against his chest. Damn, this woman made him feel ten feet tall.
“Well, I have been gone the last couple of years, so I think I have a lot to catch up on.” Faith lowered her face slightly so she could gaze up at him through her lashes.
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