A Mate for the Alpha and His Brothers [The Cat Burglars 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Cara Adams

  As soon as Amory’s cockhead was in her mouth, Elsie shivered with lust and flicked her tongue over his head and into the slit. Damn, he tasted nice. Much better than her own bland cream. Where Favian had been salty with a hint of spice, Amory was tart yet spicy, and when he gripped the back of her head and urged her to swallow him down, she did. It took her two attempts, but her throat knew what to do now and accepted him much faster than it’d accepted the dildo.

  He felt a hell of a lot better than a dildo, too. Warm and hard yet flexible. And much easier to swallow because of it.

  Now she was moaning at the delicious taste of Amory’s pre-cum as well as the intense sensation of two cocks inside her. The three men must have been communicating with each other somehow because they all pulled out of her and then slammed in simultaneously. The explosion of penetrative possession was too much for Elsie. She screamed and climaxed, digging her elbows into Favian as her body shook in release.

  Brayden gripped her shoulders, and Favian pinched her nipples, sending more earthquakes of release racing through her body. Amory pulled his cock out of her mouth and then pressed it in again. She tried to lick his cockhead, but her mind had exploded along with her body, and it was too difficult to think about anything. All she could do was revel in the sensations rolling through every inch of her body from the soles of her feet pressed against the wall to the top of her head, held in Amory’s hand.

  “Now,” said Brayden.

  The three men pulled out of her again, and she understood how patient they’d been with her, warming her up, preparing her, and then waiting while she came. But she still couldn’t think of much beyond that as she licked all around the head of Amory’s cock and traced along the join between the cap and the shaft. Favian and Brayden moved together, in a slow, measured fucking that drove her insane with the building tension of their in-pause-out metronomic beat.

  She scraped her teeth over the head of Amory’s cock and then ran her tongue gently down the side of his shaft before sucking his balls. Once again she wished she had the use of her hands to cup and roll them. But likely if she did have her hands free she’d be hanging onto Favian or the wall. Being up off the ground like this was erotic, but also a little frightening. She knew why they’d done it though. It was for the same reason they hadn’t taken the bondage tape off her wrists. She had zero control, and they had it all. She was meant to learn to trust them.

  The strange thing was that she did trust them, completely. But that didn’t take away her questions or her desire to do things a different way. It wasn’t lack of trust but rather her years of having to be the planner and decision maker in her little family that had made her that way.

  Although it was very special to have men wanting to care for, men who were taking the worry out of her life.

  Favian and Brayden were pumping into her faster now, in and out with no pause at each stage. She thought they might be fucking her harder, too, but it might have just seemed like it because of the increased speed.

  Amory gripped her head again and urged her to swallow him down.

  Elsie smiled around his shaft, swallowing him, opening the back of her throat, and swallowing again. His shiver as she did it told her more than words ever would that she’d gotten the technique correct at last.

  Favian was playing with her nipples now, cupping her breasts and stretching and elongating the nipples as he fucked her. It was good to meet a man who could multitask. But then he was the one who’d been able to flog her at the same time as he tickled her with the feather, so she shouldn’t be surprised.

  Brayden pushed a hand down between her body and Favian’s and rested his longest finger on her clit, rolling the tiny button and then rubbing it.

  Just like that, she knew she was going to come again. Once again the intensity of so many men, so many hands, mouths, and cocks on her and in her, was going to send her into release. But this time she wanted the men to come with her. It took her three or four attempts, but she managed to grab both Favian’s and Brayden’s cocks with her cunt and ass muscles, holding them in a tight grip for three seconds before letting them go. She had Amory’s cock in her mouth at the same time, hollowing her cheeks to suck his cockhead. She was determined to treat them all equally, and that was one way of doing it.

  The men sped up some more, fucking her together, faster, harder, deeper. Aha. They’re as desperate to come now as I am.

  She swallowed Amory’s cock all the way down, aware she wasn’t paying him as much attention as she ought to be, and this time when Brayden and Favian slammed into her together, she was able to groan around Amory’s cock as her climax shattered her for the second time. Brayden and Favian must have been waiting for her to come because they both exploded just a heartbeat later. Very deliberately Elsie vocalized her delight at her orgasm. The humming murmur around Amory’s cock was enough to set him free as well, and he pulled back into her mouth as his seed shot down her throat.

  Elsie’s body was limp. She didn’t think she’d be able to stand or walk for hours. But it didn’t matter because Amory was there on the ground again to help support her as Brayden withdrew from her ass and she uncurled her legs from Favian’s hips.

  It was Amory who laid her on the bedding on the floor while Brayden cut the bondage tape from her wrists, and then he and Favian massaged her shoulders. Right now she didn’t care who did what. She was ready to go to sleep.

  Instead, Amory tugged her to her feet again. “You can’t nap yet. We need to shower you and fill your ass with gel so you aren’t sore inside tomorrow.”

  That made sense she supposed.

  “We’ll put some oil on your shoulders as well and on your bruise,” added Favian.

  “But not on your ass. That will remind you not to defy us every time you sit down,” added Brayden.

  That’s fine by me.

  * * * *

  Favian woke up early and was starving. He’d used up a hell of a lot of calories last night. He checked the very basic kitchen area and found bread, butter, peanut butter, jelly, milk, coffee, and not much else. He got dressed and went into the house, moving quietly in case everyone was still asleep. The last thing he needed was someone hitting him over the head with a baseball bat thinking he was an intruder.

  But he’d underestimated his father, who was sitting in the kitchen, a laptop open on the table beside him.

  “All quiet?” he asked Zebulun.

  “Yes, fortunately. No one’s reported any problems at all.”

  “Where are the two criminals? What are their names?”

  “I don’t know.”

  Favian was about to yell at his father, but then he understood. “What do you know?”

  “Some people we’ve worked with before collected them in a helicopter and took them away last night. I expect they’re already acting on whatever information the men had by now.”

  “Some people? People from one of the agencies we work with that no one speaks about? That kind of people?”

  “Precisely.”

  “I hope the hell they find Lutterworth and put him away as well. I’d really like to know why they were following us, and I need to know it before we leave here.”

  “I expect they’ll tell me later today. We already know several things. First, the two criminals were told to murder Judith, and decided to kidnap her instead. And second, they hadn’t expected to find Elsie and were surprised at their good fortune when they did. That was their big mistake. Anyway, we now have another car, which is always useful.”

  “Except that the first person who drives it off our land will likely get arrested. I bet it’s stolen.”

  “Maybe it was. We also have registration papers and new plates for it and for your minivan as well.”

  Favian just stared at his father. The man might be getting old, but he hadn’t lost his grip even the tiniest bit. “You have been busy.”

  “Regarding the minivan, I’ve organized some of the men to spray paint it a different color today as wel
l. That’ll help your anonymity on the way home.”

  “Thanks, Dad. That’s a good idea.”

  Favian opened the refrigerator and pulled out eggs and ham, hash browns, and soft bread rolls. He got out a pan and began cooking, making a plate of food for his father as well as a mountain of food to take back to his brothers and Elsie.

  “What time do we need to leave to take JJ to school?”

  “JJ’s going on the bus with the MacRae boys, but Elsie will need to be at school at eight to fill in his paperwork. They know he’s coming. The story is very close to the truth. His mother has died, and his sister has a job down south, so he’s going to finish out the school year up here with friends. They won’t make a fuss. They know us.”

  “He’s smart. He’ll do okay,” said Favian. He liked JJ. The kid had turned out pretty normal considering the tough time he’d had lately.

  “The MacRaes are good people. They’ve done a good job of rearing their boys, and they’ll be good for JJ as well.”

  “We’ll follow the school bus then. Is there a car we can borrow please?”

  “Sure. Take mine.”

  Favian bent over and dropped a kiss on his father’s head then loaded his arms with the food he’d cooked, shouldered open the back door, and returned to the bungalow.

  As he entered, he saw Elsie wasn’t there, so he guessed she was in the bathroom. Amory was sitting at the kitchen counter checking something on his iPad, and Brayden was still asleep.

  “Breakfast is ready,” he called out.

  Elsie’s head popped out from the bathroom. “Food? Excellent. I’m starving.”

  Brayden crawled off the mattresses and pulled his jeans on, joining them at the same time as Elsie arrived. As they ate, Favian told them about the cars and the need to be at school at eight.

  “How long does it take to get there?” she asked.

  “Only twenty minutes. We have our own bus that takes the kids, so there’s no circuitous route or stopping and starting.”

  “After that, what would you like to do, Elsie? Zebulun’s contacts have taken care of the criminals, so we don’t need to rush straight back home after all,” Favian said. He was really intrigued as to what she might suggest they do.

  “Can we walk around and look at the land a little? I’d like to experience your home. I’d like to see you as panthers as well. Or is it not appropriate to do that?”

  There was a slight frown on her face as if she was worried she’d suggested something rude, but he smiled.

  Amory said, “No, that’s fine. We’ll walk out into the land a way, and then we’ll change for you. What else would you like to do?”

  “That’s all from me.”

  Good. All the more time to fuck you.

  Amory drove, and Favian was free to watch her wide-eyed stares all around, at the road to the town, the town itself, and then the high school. He and Brayden stayed in the background as Amory escorted Elsie and JJ to the principal’s office and they filled out the relevant forms. It didn’t take long. When his father said something was organized, he meant it.

  Amory drove Elsie through the town, stopping to let her get out and walk through the public gardens and then stopping again so they could walk down Main Street. The scent from the bakery was so mouth-watering Favian ushered them inside, and they ordered coffee and hot cinnamon buns for morning tea, even though Elsie swore she wouldn’t be able to eat anything after their enormous breakfast. She did finish her bun, though, he noticed. He had no trouble eating two.

  Back at the pack lands, Amory returned their father’s car, and then they walked deep into the heart of the land they’d spent all their summers discovering as boys.

  They stopped at an area where they’d often made a campfire as boys. There was a large area of grass, surrounded by trees. Now she’d see them as panthers. What would she think?

  * * * *

  Amory was perfectly happy to let her watch them run as panthers. It was an important part of who they were, and he didn’t think it’d surprise or frighten her. But what he really wanted to do was talk to her about mating. He didn’t think she’d agree just yet. Although they’d known each other for several weeks, their sexual relationship was still very new. But he wanted her to know their plans for her, to give her time to assimilate the idea, and ask questions. And hopefully to eventually agree.

  She settled herself on the grass and watched as they undressed. He liked seeing her here with them like this. It made him feel as though they were a family, even if that was a bit premature. It gave him hope that one day it would be fact.

  He and his brothers undressed, transformed, and it was as if the years fell away from them. They were teenagers once more, young men ready to play, fight, squabble, and have fun. He chased Brayden first and then Favian, nipping their tails as he caught them and then racing away at top speed so they wouldn’t catch him. They bounded through the bushes and trees, jumped over rocks and obstacles, but always returned to the grassy central area, running and playing, wrestling and relaxing.

  After about ten minutes, they shuffled themselves into a group and stood before her. He was certain she’d know them apart, but he needed to prove it to himself as well as to his brothers.

  Unerringly, she named them. “You are so individual and distinctive. I don’t understand how you think you can fool anyone even for a moment,” she said, shaking her head at them.

  “It’s because you’ve taken the time to understand us. Favian and I have been able to trick people for most of our lives,” said Brayden, the moment he’d transformed again.

  “It was just as easy for us as for the triplets. People see one of us and then the other and can’t distinguish between us, even though I was always taller than him,” added Favian.

  “I bet you hunched down a little to hide it,” said Elsie.

  Amory laughed. She was exactly right with her guess, which was just another example of how well she understood them.

  They sat down beside her, pulling their clothing on.

  “How much do you know about panther matings?” he asked her.

  “I know I can’t get pregnant unless you bite me, and I have absolutely no intention of permitting you to bite me right now,” she replied.

  Favian laughed, Brayden snorted, and Amory smiled at her. “I guess you’ve been talking to Maia.”

  “She said if this baby is triplets, that’s it for her. An instant family. But she’s pretty laid back about it really. I don’t think she minds the surprise pregnancy at all.”

  “Pregnancy aside, what else do you know about mating?” Amory had to know. He wanted her with every breath he drew, but he had to be able to plan how to bring her to agree to mate them. To do that, he had to know if there were any problems so he could help her overcome them while they waited until everyone agreed enough time had passed.

  Personally, he would be happy to do it right here and now, on their traditional lands, and then have his father lead them all through the vows. But he wasn’t going to frighten her off by rushing things.

  “Just what Maia has told me. I know there’s no divorce, and I know she’s mated to all three men under panther law, although she’s only married to Chase under American law. That’s so she’s doubly protected.”

  “If you were to mate us, you’d marry Brayden. I’m the Alpha of the pack, and although right now Brayden and Favian both assist me, once we mate our woman, Favian would become my second-in-command, and Brayden’s primary responsibility would be to care for our mate.” Amory watched Elsie as he spoke. She looked thoughtful, but not concerned.

  “You must know how much we love you and want you. I’ve been in love with you almost from the moment I first saw you. I want to be with you forever. Will you mate us?” asked Brayden.

  “Yes, please mate us. I can’t imagine life without you as the center of our family. We all love you and need you in our lives,” added Favian.

  Elsie held up one finger. “It’s very likely that I will mate yo
u, eventually. But not now. Everything is too new to me. JJ has another semester of school to do after this one, assuming he passes his classes. He’s smart, so I expect he’ll manage to catch up. That would bring us to summer, and summer is a traditional time for weddings. I need a few more months to settle into my work at the warehouse and into my role as your mate. Would extra responsibilities be expected of me as the mate of the Alpha?”

  Amory nodded. She was clever to mention that. “The Alpha’s wife is looked up to as the leader of the women. That’s not completely correct as it’s the Alpha who has the final say, but a caring Alpha would always accept his mate’s advice if there was a problem with the women. It wouldn’t make extra work for you as such because you’d accompany us to pack events anyway. But a woman in trouble might come to you for advice.”

  “I expect women will come to you anyway once they get to know you. You’ve got an open and accepting personality. No one can fail to love you just as we do,” added Favian gently.

  Amory gripped her shoulders. “So we can plan a June wedding then, my love, my mate?”

  The most beautiful smile broke over her face. “Yes.”

  “Can we practice for the honeymoon now?” asked Brayden.

  Favian jumped to his feet. “I second that motion. Let’s go back and check on how the paint job is going with the van and then go to bed.”

  * * * *

  Elsie sat on one of the bunk beds as the men maneuvered a huge metal contraption into the bungalow. She watched closely as they unfolded the base of it and stood it upright. “It’s a pole for pole dancing?” she said, the giggle in her voice coming out as a slight hitch in her breathing.

  “The pack actually bought it for the boys to practice climbing up, but of course they use it to dance with as well as for gymnastics. I thought you could entertain us,” said Favian.