by Morgan Fox
“I think that sounds like a great idea,” Lance said.
“You can’t be serious?”
“Oh, but we are,” her mates said in unison.
With her eyes, she followed Lance as he circled around the back of the sofa toward her. Walker continued to close the distance between them. Her heart raced as her mates surrounded her. They took possession of her body, their hands caressing her shoulders, waist, breasts, and hips. Then Walker’s power flooded through her once more, and instantly her head fell back, finding Lance’s hard chest.
Her arm cradled around his neck, holding Lance close to her as his hands did wicked things to her body. Honestly, she wasn’t sure whose hands were doing what. All she did know was that it felt mind blowing.
Gasping for air, she begged, “Please tell me we’re going to be okay after this, that it won’t be weird when this is all over.”
Walker cupped her face, and her eyes fluttered open, bringing her gaze to his. “First, things between us will never be over. Secondly, I promise that nothing will ever change how I feel about you. Silence, nothing could ever stop me from loving you.”
“Or wanting to love you,” Lance whispered and then began kissing the lobe of her ear.
With a devilish grin on his face, Walker dropped to his knees in front of her and raised her leg, draping it over his broad, powerful shoulder. Spreading the folds of her pussy with his fingers, his tongue slid over her clit again and again. She cried out as waves of pleasure rocked her almost off her feet.
Lance had been there to steady her, his mouth trailing wild and sensual kisses along her neck and shoulders, while his hands cupped her breasts, playing and plucking at her nipples. He whispered sweet nothings in her ear, and her pussy clenched with heated desires.
Walker’s wicked tongue danced over her throbbing clit as his finger pressed deep inside her. Moaning, she couldn’t help but grip him by his dark-brown hair to keep him close. She didn’t want him to stop his fevered pursuit of her pussy. When he inserted a second finger inside her and pumped them slowly as if fucking her with his cock, she sprung up onto her toes.
“Oh, God, that feels so good,” she cried out. “Please don’t stop.”
With two fingers fucking her, Walker used his free hand to spread the moist lips of her pussy so he could take her clit fully into his mouth. He sucked on the pulsing bud until stars fluttered in her vision and her body surged with wild and wicked vigor.
Spasms shook her as she found her release, coming with a blinding fury. Her hips bucked forward, riding the fingers still lodged deep inside her pussy. Walker’s tongue glided sensually over her clit and deeper, replacing his fingers. Licking his lips, he rose to his full height and took her by the hand.
“Come with me,” he told her, and she did, but her other hand was securely laced with Lance’s.
The three of them stepped into her bedroom. Walker sat at the edge of the bed and laid back, his cock hard and ready for her.
“Sit on my cock, Silence, but face Lance.” She did, spreading her legs to the outside of Walker’s. She slid down his monstrous shaft and took him as deep inside her cunt as she could.
The tight feel of him had her gasping the moment they were fully joined. Walker clasped his hands on her hips, forcing her to ride him at a pace he commanded.
“Now, take Lance’s cock and do with it what you will,” he said, groaning.
Lance stepped close to her, his hands cradling her face. He dipped his head down to kiss her, sliding his tongue deep into her mouth. Once she had her fill of his fevered kisses, she smiled at him. Her fingers trailed down the hard ridge of muscles on his chest and stomach. Leaning forward, she traced over the sexy V curve of his hips and lower abdomen with her tongue, sliding down to lick the head of his cock. Her hands molded to his hips, nails digging into the firm globes of his ass, pulling him closer as she took his thick shaft into her mouth.
Sucking him slowly, she licked the salty sweetness of his skin, loving the velvety smoothness wrapped over hard steel. Not for one moment did she ever imagine that she would find pleasure with both her mates at the same time, but here they were, together.
Her body was on fire, alive with energy and passions never before discovered. She couldn’t keep her heart from racing or her skin from tingling as she felt the exhilarating connection of being joined with her mates.
Walker’s hips continued to pump up and down while she sucked Lance’s cock deep into her mouth, their hands still exploring one another’s bodies. The pulsing union left her breathless and yearning for more.
The intensity in which Walker fucked her increased, surging deeper and deeper inside her. Her pussy throbbed and tingled as she felt the first wave of her orgasm hit her. Pulling away from Lance, she cried out, an explosion of ecstasy flooding her body. Walker was teasing her. Not only had he made her come with wild abandon, but he’d drenched her mind and body in magical euphoria.
Catching her breath, she gazed at him from over her shoulder and said, “That’s cheating.”
“Not from where I’m sitting,” he said with a gleaming smile. “Now, be a good girl and get on all fours for Lance. I’m sure he’d like to have a little fun, too.”
Nervous flutters whipped around in her belly, and not from nerves of fear or worry, but from complete and total sexual wantonness. She rose to her feet just as Walker scooted back, moving to his knees on the bed. She turned and placed both of her knees at the edge of the bed, her hands resting on the mattress just in front of Walker.
Immediately, she felt Lance’s hands on her ass, spreading her cheeks wide. Then she felt his tongue pressing deep inside her pussy and his fingers smearing her cum all around her cunt and anus. His mouth feasted on her, licking and sucking on her clit. She closed her eyes as he teased and tormented her body, making her want to spread her legs wider so he had better access to pleasure her.
Walker placed his finger under her chin, and the moment their eyes locked, she knew what he wanted. Shifting forward, he brought his erect cock to her lips. Without hesitation, she slowly took his shaft deep into her mouth. She used her hand to work the base as her mouth licked and sucked at the crown.
He tasted different from Lance. His wild-spice scent filled her nostrils as she savored the alluring flavor of him. Each time she took him into her mouth, she could feel the buzzing of his magic. He seemed to have trouble keeping his power bottled up as she tormented his cock. She nibbled on the crown, and he hissed, gripping her hair in his hands.
“Wicked little vixen,” he said breathlessly. “Do that again.”
She did, but this time when she bit him, she sucked him to the back of her throat then released him and did it all over again, repeating this act several times until Lance’s large cock penetrated deep inside her cunt, drawing away her concentration.
Seated deep inside her, she marveled at the feel of both men and how their bodies completed hers. The power of the lycan was one thing, but the power of their passions and desires for one another was something else completely.
Lance moved inside her, tunneling deep, gliding sensually over the spot that was soon to have her coming in a blaze of glory. As she sucked Walker into her mouth over and over again, she bucked her hips back, showing Lance the pace that was sure to have her screaming with pleasure.
She wanted it harder, needed to feel their beasts clawing to the surface in unison. “Fuck me harder, Lance. Take me like you did that night in the clinic.”
A deep growl ripped from his throat as he gripped hold of her shoulders and drove himself deep inside her, slamming to the hilt over and over again. His thrusts were wild and untamed. She loved it, craved it, and needed it more than she’d ever needed anything in her life.
“That’s it, baby, feels so good.” She was trembling from sensations she’d never experienced before. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop!” she cried out, bucking back to keep pace with Lance.
Walker roared as she nibbled the head of his cock once more,
sucking him in just as he exploded into her mouth. The wild taste of him flooded her senses and had every nerve ending in her body firing at once. The magic inside him shot out of him and into everything else in the room.
“Do you have lubricant, Silence?” Lance huskily asked.
Inclining her head in his direction, she told him, “Top drawer.” Lance quickly reached in and pulled out the bottle.
Then before she could even catch her breath, Walker was beneath her, his hands repositioning her over top of him. He eased inside her once more, seating himself to the hilt. Lance smeared the cool lubricant between her cheeks and slowly massaged her sensitive anus. At first she was a bit hesitant, but the flood of power soaring between them had her craving everything she could from her lovers.
The tight feel of his finger pressing inside her ass had her gasping for breath. The thrill and shock both had her wondering if she could do this, but when Walker caressed the side of her face and held her gaze, she knew it was exactly what she wanted and more.
“Relax, Silence,” he whispered. “Lance won’t hurt you. I would never allow that. It will only feel wonderful.” He kissed her, and a flood of energy washed over her.
Lance’s cock slowly slid inside her anus, and she felt herself instinctively push back against him, helping him fit inside her tight body. Their cocks filled her. Never in her life had she felt so overwhelmed by passions and lust. Together, they completed her and aroused something so raw and primal. This was what she’d always wanted and needed, her wolf lovers possessing her body together. They ruled over her, fucking her slow and easy, riding her as she rode them. Her chest was so full of emotions, while her mind was overflowing with wicked thoughts. They did this to her and she loved it.
In that instant, she came hard, an earth-shattering orgasm that had all of them crying out at the top of their lungs as they reached a high never experienced before.
Lance collapsed onto the bed, pulling her into his arms. Gently, he kissed her lips and rolled to his back. Walker leaned in beside her and took her hand in his. He kissed each of her fingers as if it were the most precious thing he’d ever held.
“How do you feel?” Walker asked.
She smiled at him, feeling boneless and satisfied, but as the sensations slowly drifted away and her breathing returned to normal, she wasn’t sure how she felt. There was still so much going on in Silent Falls that she couldn’t just brush it under the rug while she had amazing sex with her two lovers. Worst of all, they didn’t even have a clue what they were going to do about their town menace.
Gazing up at Walker, she told him, “I’m worried.”
“About what?” Lance asked, resting on his elbows.
She nervously nibbled her bottom lip. “Verrick can read my thoughts. I don’t think I can block him, and that means he’s going to know how much you two mean to me.” She grabbed both their hands, squeezing gently. “I fear he’ll use that against us if we confront him.”
Walker stroked her cheek with the backs of his knuckles. “I think Nana and I can help with that. I’m sure she knows a spell we can use, something that will give us a stronger wall to keep him out of our heads.”
“You think it will work?” Lance asked.
Walker’s face became expressionless as he said, “I hope so.”
Walker stood, leaving her side. A cold chill replaced the spot where he had been. Scooting from the bed to follow him, she gently placed her fingers around his bicep, drawing his attention back to her. “There’s something else I need to ask you.”
He looked at her curiously. “What is it?”
“When Verrick was here, before you arrived, he said your father was a lycan. I thought you said he was a human witch.”
Walker stared at her, his expression void of emotions. “You’re sure he said that?”
Swallowing hard, she said, “Well, technically he said that your father was a total asshole, a cheating, incompetent, weak lycan, and an alcoholic.”
Walker paced the floor. Pausing, he took a moment to stare out the window. Suddenly, her skin tingled and pulsed. The power moving out of him was like a blast of electricity.
Gazing past him, she breathed hard and realized night was falling fast. They were running out of time.
Turning, he met her gaze. “Looks like we have a few more things to discuss with Nana.”
Chapter Thirteen
Darkness was upon them, and Walker didn’t hesitate to enter his grandmother’s home without knocking. Now that he was a witch, he knew she was already aware that he was there to see her.
“Nana, where are you? I need your help.”
“Walker, it really is a blessing that you’ve embraced your gifts, but would it be too much to ask that when you visit you don’t traipse all over the carpet without wiping your feet first?” He gazed down and saw a dark smudge of dirt in each spot he’d stepped.
Walker stroked his grandmother’s arm and told her, “I’ll buy you all new carpets, Nana, but right now we really need your help.”
Silence and Lance moved to stand beside him. His grandmother surveyed them curiously. Narrowing her eyes, she said matter-of-factly, “All three of you share the same signature energy.” Grinning, Nana leaned in toward Silence and lowered her voice. “My girl, how did you get so lucky?”
“Nana!” Walker growled.
“I’m sorry, my boy, but it’s obvious that she’s in love with both of you, and you are in love with her. The magic’s all right here for everyone to see.” She waved her hand over the three of them, and a soft blue and green glow followed her hand and then quickly faded.
Walker locked gazes with Silence. The feelings of jealousy he had expected would arise because of Lance didn’t surface, and it left him a little curious as to why. Shaking his head, he had to stay focused. He’d find out later why he seemed willing to accept this three-way affair without any kind of reservation.
He looked back at his grandmother. “Nana, we need your help.”
“I know, I know. I felt it when you had your little run-in with Verrick Marshall earlier today.”
“You did?” he asked.
“Yes, Walker. Now that you have embraced your powers, we are linked more closely through the magical realm. Should you ever need me, all you have to do is call for me.” She turned around, walked into the living room, and sat in the soft-blue, high-back chair. “Please, everyone have a seat. We’ve got a lot to discuss.”
Just as Walker was about to take the open seat next to Silence, he felt a presence he hadn’t felt in a handful of years. The rising power made his gut churn, and the hair on his body suddenly stood on end. He looked over at his grandmother, whose face was a blank slate.
“Don’t be angry, Walker. Just wait and hear what he has to say.”
Walker was speechless. He couldn’t believe what he was feeling, let alone that his grandmother had known about it. His chest hurt, as every emotion he’d ever had in regards to his father slammed into him with the force of a hurricane.
With his salt-and-pepper hair, Decker Reed stood in the entryway to the kitchen. His shoulders were braced back, and his dark-brown eyes locked on Walker’s. “Hello, son,” he said in a voice that Walker never conceived he’d hear again, especially since he believed his father to be dead.
“Mr. Reed?” Silence gasped, covering her mouth with her hand.
Nana moved toward Decker, but the fierce growl that rolled out of Walker halted her actions. “Don’t,” he said through clenched teeth.
“Walker, please give your father a chance to explain.”
“Explain what? That it was no big deal that I was forced to attend a funeral and grieve for a man, no, a monster, who wasn’t even fucking dead!”
“Walker!” his grandmother shouted. Her power slammed against him, freezing his body in place.
He couldn’t move, couldn’t speak. The soft-gray eyes he’d stared into during bedtime stories now looked at him with fierce blackness. Damn, she was a powerful witch.
“Your father had good reason for faking his death, and you are going to listen to everything he has to say, or by all the power inside me—”
“Mom,” Decker calmly called out. “Please, I don’t want things to be like this between us anymore. I messed up with him, and it’s going to take a lot more than family magic to make Walker listen me.”
His grandmother’s shoulders slouched forward as if she could no longer support the weight she’d carried all her life. “I don’t want there to be hatred in our family anymore. He needs to know the truth, Decker.”
“Release him, Mom, please,” her son pleaded, and it was strange to hear him talk to her in such a caring way. Walker only remembered the days when his father was yelling or too drunk to even make sense of what was coming out of his mouth.
Suddenly, Walker could move again, but he held his tongue. He’d give his old man a chance to explain, and when he finished, if he didn’t like what he had to say, Walker planned to simply kick his ass.
“Walker, I’m sorry. I know it doesn’t make up for everything I’ve done to you over the years. Lord knows I was a horrible father to you, but I never meant to hurt you. I was a lost soul, and it wasn’t until your mother died that I realized what a horrible mess I’d made of my life.”
Silence reached up and took Walker by the hand. The connection he felt from her was exactly what he needed to keep himself grounded. Standing in the same room as the man he despised more than anything was the hardest and most challenging thing he’d ever had to do. It wasn’t fair that he couldn’t be with his mother anymore, but for whatever sick reason, he was able to talk to a man who never even held him as a child.
“As you now know, you and I were born into a lycan-witch family. I struggled daily with the powers I’d received from both the wolf and witch sides of the family, but when I met your mother, I thought I could finally accept what I was.” He briefly closed his eyes. “I was wrong. During my first transition in front of Evelyn, I saw the fear in her eyes. I watched how she wanted to run away from me. The woman I had come to love thought I was a monster.” He swallowed hard. His eyes watered with unspent tears. “I couldn’t stand the rejection I felt every time I reached out to touch her and she cringed away, so we used magic to keep my wolf contained. I thought it was the only way we could be happy.”
