Salaiz, Jennifer - Melissa's Mates [Blissful Bets 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Melissa's Mates (lit)

  “I couldn’t let you both leave. I’m not saying I’m coming back, but letting you leave, I couldn’t.”

  “It’s okay. Tell me what you want. Anything. Just say the words.”

  “Is she all right? What’s going on?”

  Melissa looked at Connor. Channing held onto her tighter. “She didn’t want us to leave. She’s still not ready, but she had to see us.”

  “Take me somewhere. Let us all go some place, please.” Damn, she couldn’t think. Words were not even coming out the way they should. Was she actually begging? Her body heated to his closeness, and she could feel herself moving deeper into the warmth emanating from him.

  “Connor, come here, will you?”

  Channing’s voice sounded weak as he called for her other mate. Looking confused, he came forward. Connor stopped, closed his eyes, and breathed in deeply.

  “Holy shit. She smells so good.”

  Like gravity pulled her, she unwrapped herself from Channing and came to a stop in front of hazel eyes. “Connor, will you kiss me?”

  The words came from nowhere, but she couldn’t deny them. She wanted his lips on hers. The need to taste him overpowered any other thought going through her mind.

  “Channing, you’re going to have to drive.”

  Connor’s hands gripped the outside of her thighs and pulled her to straddle his waist. Lips crushed into hers, and she was lost in his flavor. Movement of them walking and climbing into the truck was nothing but a blur as she massaged her tongue into his.

  “God, I missed you, Mel.”

  “I missed you, too. But this isn’t permanent. I can’t stay. I just needed both of you.” Again, his mouth crushed into hers. Jeans separated them from what Melissa wanted to feel. Hardness pressed against her pussy, and she was desperate to feel him sliding inside of her.

  “I’m glad you came to us. We’re always here for you no matter what you need. Listen to your body. It wants both of us, doesn’t it?”

  Melissa moaned into his mouth. “Yes.” She rocked her hips, feeling his push against her. The pulsing in her clit was nonstop. Wetness soaked her panties the further his hands traveled up her back.

  “Fuck, I’m not sure I can wait until we get to the apartment before I taste you. I just want to bury my face into your sweet pussy and drink you in.”

  “Two minutes, Connor. I’m going as fast as I can.”

  Fingers eased into her hair at the base of her neck, tilting her head to the side. Melissa pulled her lips away from his mouth and began running her tongue down his neck. A flavor all his own overtook her. Biting his skin, she knew she needed more.

  “Fuck, Melissa. That feels so good. “

  The truck came to a stop, and she was being carried, but where she wasn’t sure. She didn’t care to look around. All she knew was that she needed to continue to take in whatever Connor was giving her, and at the moment that was pure bliss to her senses.

  The sound of the door crashing open registered, but they kept moving. When another door opened and shut, she felt hands lift the back of her shirt up and pull it over her head. Lips traced her spine while Connor pulled her from his neck and plunged his tongue into her mouth.

  She could feel Channing at her back. His hands kneaded the flesh at her sides as he approached her neck. Removing one of her hands from Connor’s head, she reached back and pulled him closer to her. She could feel him shift behind and knew he was removing his clothes. She didn’t wait. Her fingers went right to the button of her jeans.

  “Connor, let me down. I want to undress. I need to feel both of you.”

  “No, I won’t let you down. Channing, take her pants off.” Connor ripped the shirt from his body at his words.

  Melissa’s legs were released as he moved one arm to wrap around her waist while the other pulled at the button and the zipper of his jeans. Channing removed her pants and panties, instantly placing kisses along her skin as he worked his way higher up her thighs. His body pressed into her as he stood.

  “Tell me to touch you, Melissa.” Channing’s breath brushed against her neck as his fingers inched up her legs toward her pussy.

  Locking herself around Connor’s waist, she leaned back into Channing. Melissa rested her head on his shoulder, loving the way both men had her trapped between them. “Both of you touch me, everywhere.”

  In awe, she watched them look at each other. Something passed between them that she couldn’t understand or even comprehend. Was she going to regret this? God, she hoped not.

  Chapter 12

  Channing knew beyond a doubt what Connor wanted. They needed to try their damnedest to prove to Melissa how much she meant to them. This wasn’t going to be a quick love session. No, for her they were going to take their time and keep her with them as long as they could.

  Slowing his breathing, Channing brought his fingers to the wetness of Melissa’s slit. Just feeling her juices coat his fingers, his cock thickened to painful proportions. She felt so swollen against his touch. The heat she was throwing off made him realize how much he needed to feed. She literally burned his skin against how cool he had become.

  “Connor, I need to taste her, and so do you.”

  He knew he was speaking in code, but the wolf in his friend would know exactly what he meant. A smile passed Connor’s face, and he pulled Melissa’s hips up even with his face. She let out a yelp and gripped to Channing’s arms. With her neck even with his face, he turned, nuzzling into her softness.

  A moan came from her mouth at Connor burying his face in her pussy. They should have probably moved to the bed, but Channing felt rooted to the floor. He didn’t want to move for fear of breaking the spell they were all under.

  The smell of Melissa’s blood called to him. Running his tongue over her pulse point, he felt the thudding of her heart beat throughout his body. Fangs came down under the lust he felt to consume her essence.

  “Do it, Channing. I know you want to bite me. Do it. I want you to.”

  The soft sound of her voice caused his vision to blur from the adrenaline rushing through him. He took a deep breath and slowly kissed his way up her skin. Just when he thought his throat would close from the burning, he pierced her neck, gently. Moans came from everyone in the room at the pleasure they all felt.

  Melissa’s body went into spasms from her orgasm while Connor drank her in. Channing couldn’t break his stare from the glowing orbs of his love’s other mate. The wolf eyes penetrated into Channing’s very soul as their gaze’s locked. There was no need for words. A new instinct took over, letting him know what to do. Melissa, she was their link, and what bonded the two of them together for the rest of their lives. He unexplainably knew what Connor’s next move was without even having to verbally communicate with him.

  * * * *

  Melissa felt Channing’s lips break from her neck. The feel of his smooth tongue licking over the puncture wounds caused her to shake with need. She might have just had one of the most amazing orgasms of her life, but her body was telling her she needed so much more.

  Connor’s face lifted from her pussy, and she watched as he turned and put her in Channing’s arms. When the men had her lying between them, neither rushed to touch her. Fingertips trailed both side of her body. Staring into Channing’s blue eyes, she felt the need to kiss him.

  “Not yet, mon amour. Let us just relish in having this time with you. There’s no rush.”

  “If there’s no rush, then let me please both of you. Can you please lay by each other for me?”

  The men looked at one another and then back to her. She lifted and moved to the bottom of the bed while they scooted next to each other. Their beautiful bodies kept her fascinated. Where Connor was so wide and thick muscled, Channing was not only wide, but sculpted and lean. She didn’t want to stop taking in what so freely lay before her. They wanted to spend the rest of their lives with her. Why couldn’t she just give in and try? Why? Because she knew if she grew any more attached, she’d die inside if one of
them left or hurt her.

  Lowering herself, Melissa slid her hands along the inside of each one of their inner calves. Both of their legs flexed under her touch. She got inches from where their bodies almost touched and inhaled their two different scents, deeply. Where Channing had more of a sweet smell, Connor held more of an erotic scent. Together, they were paradise.

  Melissa took her time nibbling her way up, back and forth between them. Music exploded from the living room, making her jump. The guys even bolted to a sitting position. She looked toward the door at the recognition of what was playing. The Bryan Adams song Have You Ever Really Loved a Woman? filled the room. Melissa giggled and turned to them.

  “Who, may I ask, is that in the living room?”

  Connor pulled her to lie back between them. “Londyn. He must know you’re here. I don’t think there’s a more perfect time for this song to play than right now.”

  Melissa listened to the lyrics and smiled at them both. She eased back to the foot of the bed and crawled off. Cracking the door, she saw the same tattooed guy who brought her flowers. “Hey, Londyn, put that song on repeat for me, please.” They smiled at each other, and she laughed when he winked. Maybe he wasn’t so bad. There was something about him that she liked.

  Melissa motioned for Channing with her finger. “This is one of my favorite songs, and I can’t dance. You made it easier for me the last time, and I really feel like having fun at the moment, so can you please come help me?”

  “Anything you wish.”

  Closing her eyes, she listened to words. Channing’s heat molded against her from behind, and she felt him grasp her nude hips. “Now, feel the music throughout your body. Let go, and move to the beat.”

  He began to sway her gently back and forth. Each string of the guitar coursed through her, stirring something deep inside. Before she knew it, her hips grew a mind of their own and began to rotate with every gentle move she made. Opening her eyes, she noticed Connor was leaning forward on the bed with his mouth parted.

  “You said you couldn’t dance. That is the sexiest, most beautiful thing I have ever witnessed in my life. Please don’t stop.”

  Melissa laughed and could feel herself grow embarrassed. “I can’t dance. It’s Channing’s doing, not mine.”

  “I’m not doing anything but holding your hips. You’re a natural, love. But I wish to stay right where I am, if that’s all right with you.”

  A knock on the bedroom door cut off what Channing was about to say next. Connor growled. “Hold on.” He grabbed his boxers and slid them on. Melissa didn’t wait, she grabbed the first article of clothing she could find, which happened to be one of Connor’s T-shirts that was sitting folded on top of the dresser. She quickly pulled it on, happy it went all the way down to her knees.

  She almost didn’t hear what Londyn’s hushed words were saying. “I told her to leave, but she won’t go. She said she was going to break the windows out of your truck if you didn’t come out and talk to her.”

  “Tell her to give me a few minutes. And make her wait outside.”

  Sickness flipped Melissa’s stomach. She didn’t hesitate. Grabbing her panties and jeans, she put them on as fast as she could.

  “Connor, what’s going on?” Channing’s voice even sounded uneasy.

  “Nothing. I’ll explain when I get back in.”

  Nope, Melissa was not going to stick around to find out. If she knew anything about women, she knew this one obviously had feelings for him. And from the story of his past, she knew that he didn’t have a sister, so she was betting this was a girlfriend or lover.

  “Channing, will you take me back to Julie’s?” His eyes grew big as he pulled his shirt down over his pants.

  “No, don’t leave. Please.” Connor rushed forward, nearly stumbling on the jeans he was putting on. “It was before I found you. Since then, I haven’t left your side. There’s been no one else. Let me get rid of her real quick, and then we can continue.”

  “But you’ve known about this pull we’ve had for weeks. You’re telling me you haven’t see your girlfriend in all of that time?”

  “Fiancée, honey. And I saw him last week, if you really want to know.”

  Melissa spun around. Her eyes connected with the most startling pair of violet she’d ever seen. For what felt like minutes, she couldn’t move. The blonde was just as breathtakingly beautiful as her friend Sarah. Bile rose to her throat against the woman’s words.

  “Fiancée?” She looked at Connor, shocked.

  “Ex! I broke things off before I went to the island. And that’s a damn lie, Michelle, and you know it. I haven’t seen you in weeks.”

  Melissa shook her head against the confusion she felt. Her mouth opened as she raised her hand to stop their arguing. No thoughts were getting through. She felt lightheaded against the jumble of emotions pouring through her.

  “Mel, listen to me. I love you. No one else.”

  “Yeah, didn’t you use to tell me the same thing? Oh, I love you Michelle. There’s no one else, but you. I can’t believe you’re doing this to us, Connor. Make the girl go, and we can pick up where we left off. I can understand you have cold feet. We’ll pretend this never happened.”

  “Listen to me, Michelle. I said it was over weeks ago, and I meant it. I’m not having cold feet. I should have never asked you to marry me to begin with.”

  “Then why did you!”

  “I never thought I’d find the one.”

  Melissa felt panicked. She had to get out of here. “Channing, please.” She begged him with her eyes. If she didn’t escape soon, there was no telling what would happen. Between her mouth and her uncontrollable outbursts, there was only so much she could take.

  “Connor, give me your keys.” Channing held out his hand, but never took his eyes off of Mel.

  “But I don’t want her to leave. Melissa, please. Just let me explain.”

  “There’s no need, Connor. I understand it was before, but I just need time to think. I shouldn’t have come. I don’t know what I was thinking.”

  Melissa rushed out of the room and headed for the front door. Large arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her up off the ground. Her back molded to Connor’s chest as he held her to him.

  “Don’t say you regret coming here. God, I would do anything for you. Don’t let what she says make you leave. That’s what she wants. Just stay with me and Channing.”

  He spun her around in his arms, making her face to face with him. “Connor, you were engaged. Whether you think that’s a big deal or not, it says a lot to me. Marriage is such a big step. You can’t tell me you didn’t feel something for her or else you wouldn’t have slipped a ring on her finger.”

  “I did feel something, but nothing like what I have with you. I thought she was different, but she turned out to be a stranger once the ring went on. She wasn’t who I thought she was. That’s why I ended it.”

  “Connor, I don’t know. There’s so much I need to think over. I’m not sure I can do this.” Why did this keep happening? Her darkest fears surfaced, and she couldn’t help but feel trapped in his arms. An ex-fiancée should have been one of the first things he should have mentioned whenever he knew they were meant to be mated.

  “No! I’m not letting you leave. We can do this. There’s nothing to think about.”

  Panic registered across his features, and the tone of his voice made her jump. “Connor, put her down right now.” Channing was at their side before she knew where he’d come from.

  “No, she can’t leave. I have to make this right. She can’t go until I do that.”

  “I said put her down. I won’t tell you again. You’re scaring her. Can’t you feel it? You’re making things worse. Now give her to me.”

  “God, what have you done to him?” Michelle walked over with a look of disgust on her face. “Connor, put her down and come with me. We’ll leave here and talk. I know we can get past this.”

  “Get out, Michelle! I don’t love you or
want to be with you.” Connor growled toward her and turned back to Melissa. “Please, I love you. Don’t leave.”

  The blonde threw her ring at them and slammed the front door shut on her way out. Melissa pushed against Connor’s chest. “Why didn’t you tell me this before?”

  “I don’t know. Michelle was the last thing on my mind. From the first moment I saw you, no one else has mattered. God, I never thought I’d find a mate. Some of us never do. She was just a companion, someone I thought I could love if I tried hard enough. But toward the end, she changed into a horrible person. I didn’t know her at all. Me, you, and Channing – this was meant to be. Stop running and give this a chance.”

  The all-too-familiar aching pushed against her insides. “I have to go, Connor. “

  A tear slid down his cheek as Channing pulled her from his arms. After a bit of force on Channing’s part, he finally let her go. Londyn was sitting at the table. She couldn’t read his expression. It looked to be a cross between shock and sadness. He didn’t say a word as Channing took the keys from Connor and led Melissa out of the door. They walked to the truck in silence.

  When the engine started, he turned toward her. “You have to know how hard this is for us. Connor loves you very much, as do I. I know you need time, and I understand that. But as for Connor, it’s harder for him. He’s used to protecting, and with you, he can’t really do that. Do you understand?”

  “Yes.” Melissa looked out of the window as he pulled out of the parking lot. Thoughts obsessively ran though her head to the point that she thought she could be losing her mind. Just knowing how much pain they were all going through made her conflicted. She knew she needed a lot more time, but how could she do that and not make them hurt in the process? Only one thing came to her mind. She needed to stay away from them until she decided.

  After a few minutes, the truck pulled in front of Julie’s building. She turned to look at Channing’s sad face. “I’m sorry. Please tell Connor I won’t hurt him anymore.”