Blackwood Falls [Blackwood Falls] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Sarah Blake

  Over an hour later, he returned to find Liam and Joshua pacing the hallway by the front door. “Where the fuck have you been?” was his greeting. He was still in a bad mood and couldn’t be bothered with them.

  “What the hell has it got to do with you? And what are you both doing here?”

  “We’ve been trying to contact you for over an hour, Brax. You’re the fucking Alpha, you can’t take off without letting someone know where you’ve gone, and you know that.”

  Brax sighed, knowing Josh was right. “Shit, man, I know. I’m sorry. It’s just this mating shit’s starting to get to me. I needed some time away to calm down. What’s up?”

  “Brax, something happened when you were away.” The look on Liam’s face and tone of his voice put Brax on full alert. “There’s been a crash on Westmont Street. I’m sorry, man. Sarah was involved, a deer ran out and she crashed trying to avoid it.”

  Brax’s whole world caved in on him. He couldn’t lose her. He hadn’t even told her he loved her yet. And he did, from almost the second she opened her eyes and looked at him.

  “She’s been taken to the clinic and Doc’s working on her. Conner’s there with her but you need to get yourself over there now.” Brax couldn’t move. He couldn’t even speak. Liam and Josh walked him to Josh’s BMW. They helped him into the passenger seat and all he could think about was how she couldn’t leave them. It wasn’t until they were almost at the clinic when he finally came back to his senses. He was out the car before it came to a stop, and a second later running into the clinic. The place was full of people, staff and visitors and he didn’t have a clue what to do.

  “Brax, oh thank god you’re here,” Conner shouted, running over to him. They hugged and Brax asked what was going on and where Sarah was. “She’s in the trauma unit. They’re doing X-rays at the moment. She’s got a head injury Brax, a bad one. Doc’s not sure if she’ll make it. I tried calling you, but you didn’t answer.” Conner broke down when he finished speaking. Brax had to hold him up.

  Brax tried to keep his anger under control, knowing this wasn’t Conner’s fault. “I was in my wolf form. Why didn’t you shift and contact me through the link?”

  “I didn’t think of that, my head was all over the place.” Brax led them over to the door Conner had come out of and walked straight in, not giving a damn what was going on. What he saw almost stopped his heart. Sarah lay there, her head wrapped in a bandage, her face covered in cuts and scratches. There were wires and tubes all over her, IVs of fluid pumping into her precious body, an oxygen mask covering her mouth and nose. Doc saw them and came over.

  “Brax, I’m so glad you’re here.” Brax could see the tears in her eyes. She and Sarah had become friends in the short time they had known each other. Brax knew Doc was looking for comfort from her Alpha, but he couldn’t help her right now, he needed to help his mate. Leading Conner over to a chair, he sat him down and walked over to Sarah.

  “Sarah, you can’t leave me, you hear?” he told her, tears filling his eyes and falling down his cheek. He knew what he had to do. Even though the chance of her surviving the change were small, they were still better than what she had now. “I know you wanted to wait until tomorrow, Angel, but we don’t have the time. I’m sorry, it’s my entire fault. If I hadn’t told you to go shopping. I know I don’t deserve it, but please forgive me.” Brax shifted on the spot, not bothered about tearing his clothes. Doc came over, saying he should wait until she was more stable. But he knew he couldn’t wait, she didn’t have the time. Lifting his front paws onto the bed, he rubbed his muzzle over her neck, inhaling her scent. He didn’t waste any more time that. Opening his mouth, he bit into the skin where her neck met her shoulder. He bit over the bite mark he bit every time they made love.

  * * * *

  The next three days were the longest of Conner’s life. Neither he nor Brax left Sarah’s bedside. Doc informed them that scans showed massive improvements to the head injury, but he wouldn’t believe that until she opened her eyes. The four sentinels had taken over running the pack for a little while, so Brax could be where he wanted to be, with Sarah and Conner. Brian had been in to visit a few times, as well as Sarah’s other friends and the twins. Despite being on vacation from work, Brian had dealt with the insurance companies. The car was a write-off and the wall Sarah had crashed into needed major work. Brax had just handed Brian his credit card so things would be taken care of as soon as possible. So far, no one could figure out what the deer was doing there or where it came from. Conner looked over to Brax who was dozing in a chair on the other side of the bed. He looked a mess, unshaved for days, bags under his eyes which were black from lack of sleep. And he had dropped about ten pounds in weight. He seemed to have lost it from his face. The twins had been bringing fresh clothes for them, otherwise they would still be in the same clothes that they had on Sunday. Brax woke, looking at Sarah then Conner. “Hey. You okay?” he asked, standing and stretching.

  “Yeah,” Conner replied. “I’ll go get us some coffee, I need to stretch my legs.”

  When he returned with the coffee, he and Brax spent the next few hours talking, mostly about Sarah. No matter how much Conner tried to tell him different, Brax believed he was too blame. That if he hadn’t sent her shopping, this never would have happened. As they continued to argue over it, the sweetest voice joined in the fight.

  “It wasn’t your fault at all, Brax.” Sarah spoke from where she lay on the bed, her voice rough from days of nonuse. Both men jumped out of their seats, moving to the top of the bed, each taking one of her hands. She looked at each man in turn, tears slowly rolling down her face. “I’m sorry to scare you guys.”

  “Angel, it’s okay, we’re just so glad you’re awake. How do you feel?” Brax asked while Conner pressed the nurse call button. “Can you remember what happened?”

  She looked a little confused for a few minutes and before she had time to answer, a nurse came in and, noticing Sarah was awake, went to find the doctor. Thirty minutes later, they were finally alone with Sarah again. She seemed too tired to keep her eyes open so the men let her sleep while they went for some food.

  It wasn’t till the next day Sarah felt well enough to talk to them about the crash. “It really was my own fault, guys. I wasn’t paying attention to the road. I was thinking about how I could flag Brian down to turn around and head back to the mall. I was looking behind me and when I turned back around, the deer was just there. I panicked and slammed my foot down on the accelerator instead of the brake, then I saw the wall and there wasn’t anything I could do. I’m so sorry. I bet the car’s a write-off isn’t it?”

  “I couldn’t give a fuck about the car, Angel. All I care about is you. Why were you going to head back to the mall anyway?” She wouldn’t look at them. After a few minutes, Brax got fed up with her silence. “Sarah, what’s wrong, why did you want to go back, Angel? Did you forget something? Talk to us, baby, you’re scaring me here.”

  She broke down, tears flowing down her cheek and sobs ripping from her chest. It took a few minutes to get the words out of her mouth and for Conner and Brax to understand them. “You think you were turning out like your sister?” Conner asked, stunned she could even think that. From what she had told them about her, they were so different it was hard to believe they were even related.

  “Angel, there is not one thing the same between you and that stuck-up bitch, do you hear me? Not one thing. When we get home and you’re healed up, believe me you’re going over my knee for thinking that,” Brax said, using his Dom voice. Sarah looked at him and Conner was unable to read her mood at Brax’s threat.

  “Brax, of course I was being like her. I was out shopping, spending your hard-earned money while you’re hard at work. That’s what my sister lives to do. I was acting exactly the same.” The way she was looking at both men, Conner saw she was begging them to understand. Little did she know there was no way she was going to get away with talking like that.

  “Sarah, how cou
ld you be like her? Why were you shopping? Think about that. You need the clothes. You had to run from your own home and most of your things to save yourself. It’s not like you just fancied a shopping spree or wanted the latest fashion items. I will not have you talking that way again. And yes, before you ask, that’s an order.” It looked like she was about to protest again, but one look at both the men’s faces, she sighed and closed her mouth. Brax continued talking, in a softer voice this time. “They were able to get most of the bags out of the car. We got them took to the house along with the stuff from Brian’s car. I’m happy about the amount you got, but I don’t think it will fill the closet, so looks like you will have to do more shopping.” This got her full attention but Brax just smirked at her before continuing. “And this time, me and Conner will be coming with you. That way we will make sure you get as many things as you want and need.” He leaned down and kissed her cheek before taking a seat.

  She rested a lot over the next day or two. Mostly thanks to the werewolf genes working their way through her system, her injuries were healing much faster than normal. She wasn’t upset about Brax turning her. She was actually happy about it. She said she wasn’t looking forward to being bitten by Brax’s huge wolf and glad it was done while unconscious.

  The day she was allowed home, the twins had dropped off some clothes for her on their way to school. They also planned on cooking dinner for them all, one of Sarah’s favorite dishes, lasagna and garlic bread. Both Conner and Brax thought all day for a way to get them to not cook, knowing the two of them could burn water. To their amazement though, when they got home, the kitchen was spotless and the smells coming from the oven were fantastic. Sarah was touched by the girls’ thoughtfulness and dug in with enthusiasm. Conner and Brax shared a smile when she had a second helping, knowing the extra food she was eating was because of the change. The next day, they turned the sofa in their office into a bed for her where she rested with Zoë’s Kindle while the men worked. She wasn’t a big reader, but Conner remembered she was a big fan of J. R. Ward and he had bought all the books for her and put them on the Kindle. The two men wouldn’t let her do anything, although it annoyed her. They simply told her they didn’t care and all she had to do was concentrate on getting better.

  Chapter Nine

  A week after she got out of the clinic, Sarah was ready to scream. The men had finally realized she wasn’t a china doll and allowed her to do small jobs, such as making lunch or laundry. They had even taken her back to the mall, spending the day wandering around the shops and having lunch. But they hadn’t touched her sexually once. Not one single time. They were worried in case they hurt her while she was still recovering. She was fed up of telling them she was fine, in fact she had never felt better. She guessed it was because of the new genes in her body, turning her into a werewolf. She didn’t feel any stronger yet, but her sight and smell had improved already. That night, Sarah was determined to get the men to make love to her. She admitted to herself that the first few days home from the clinic, she wasn’t up to much, but she had loved watching Brax and Conner making love or fucking. It turned her on so much she had almost came in her pants.

  Later that day, when Brax left for the ranch to help out and Conner went into town, Sarah started her plan of seduction. She showered and shaved until she was silky smooth. She moisturized her body with lotions the men had picked for her because they loved the smell. She searched through the items she had gotten from Naughty Angel, picking out a white corset, matching thong and garter belt and sheer white stockings. She picked out a pair of black six-inch shoes to complete the outfit. She blow-dried her hair, leaving it down. Next, she applied a small amount of makeup, just enough to bring out the green in her eyes and to plump up her lips. She sprayed some perfume the men liked and she was ready. Placing the toys she bought from Naughty Angel on the bed, she took the butt plug and some lube into the bathroom. After ten minutes, it was finally in place. Once back in the bedroom, she texted her men, asking them to wait in the den until they were both home, then come to the bedroom. It was only thirty minutes later she heard them coming up the stairs, talking to each other about what was going on. She felt a nervous laugh escape her lips as they grew closer.

  When the door opened, they both came to a halt in the doorway when they saw her, both mouths hanging open. Brax was the first one to speak and as she expected, it involved curse words. “Holy fucking hell!”

  Conner spoke then. “Oh shit.”

  “I’m glad you guys could make it. I’ve got a problem and need some help,” Sarah said in the most seductive voice she could manage. “I’ve got an itch and can’t seem to scratch it. Can you guys help? It’s way down here,” she told them, moving her hand down her body to cup her pussy. When they didn’t move, just started, she reached for her new vibrator, spreading her legs and probing her core with the toy. “If you guys can’t help, I guess I’ll just have to use this.”

  “Like fuck you will,” they both said together, moving into the room, closing the door as they did. Conner was the first to reach her, diving onto the bed, covering her body with his. He grabbed the vibrator from her and threw it to the floor. “There’s two hard cocks right here, ready to fuck you till you can’t walk.” Brax moved onto the bed next to her and they took turns kissing her lips and neck. When they were all breathless, Brax stood up.

  “I believe you have a punishment spanking due, Angel. And I’m in the mood to give it right now.” He sat on the side of the bed, pulling Sarah onto his lap, face and legs hanging over the side of his legs. She struggled and tried to get off, but Conner was there, keeping her arms still while Brax captured her legs under one of his. Although she was struggling to get away, the men knew she was just pretending and in fact, couldn’t wait to feel Brax’s hand spanking her. She felt her thong getting drenched off her pussy. Brax smoothed his hand over her ass, pulling the thread of her thong aside. “Look what we have here, Conner, our Angel’s plugged again. She’s turning into a little anal slut, isn’t she.” His words should have upset her, but they didn’t, they just turned her on even more. Brax spent a few more moments feeling and squeezing her cheeks before pulling her thong down to her knees. She held her breath, waiting for the first blow. When it came, it wasn’t anything she expected. The sting caused her to shout out, but before she knew it, it quickly turned into heat, spreading along her ass. He spanked her again and again, alternating between cheeks, harder and lighter spanks. After a while, her screams turned to moans as the pain and heat turned into pleasure, heading straight for her pussy. She couldn’t believe how much she was enjoying it. She had heard a sensual spanking was a great way to start having fun, but this, this was unbelievable. When her moans grew louder, Brax paused, sliding two fingers into her pussy lips. “Fuck, Conner, she’s soaked.” He rubbed her clit, tapping it lightly as her moans turned more animal than human. His fingers left her clit, two of them plunging into her hole. She didn’t mean to, she tried as hard as she could not to, but she couldn’t help it, she came. Hard. Her body burned higher and higher the more he fucked her with his fingers, making the pleasure soaring through her go on and on. When her body finally calmed, she felt his fingers being removed from her pussy. She heard Brax licking her cum off his fingers. Returning his fingers to her pussy, he pushed them inside her again, removing them after only a moment. She then heard Conner’s moan of pleasure and she guessed he was licking Brax’s fingers clean.

  She felt like a rag doll, limbs limp, and she would love to have a nap. But the guys had other plans. “Conner, I think it’s time this little anal slut was introduced to the playroom. She’s in need of more punishment for coming without permission. Seems she enjoys a spanking almost as much as you do. We’ll have to find something that won’t get her off.” Conner agreed with a “hell yes” as Brax stood and put her over his shoulder. She wanted to ask what he had in mind, then apologize for coming, all of a sudden a little worried about what he was going to do. He must have sensed her change of
mood and stopped outside the locked door in the basement. “Do you trust me, Angel?” he asked.

  “Of course I do, Brax, it’s just that I’ve never done anything like this before. And some of the stuff Conner said you’ve done to him, well it kind of freaks me out,” she told him truthfully.

  “Angel, me and Conner have been doing this a long time. He enjoys the heavy impact and heavy pain scenes. Over that time, I’ve learned how to use every implement expertly. I also know how to read people when doing a scene with them and know when they are reaching their limit. I know you’re new to all this and I would never, ever do anything to hurt you, okay? We’ll just take this one step at a time, start off with baby steps and if you enjoy it, we’ll work up to bigger things. Does that sound okay with you?”