by Becca Van
“Hey, let go.” She pulled, trying to get him to release her. When he just kept going, she stuck her leg between his and tripped him.
Rylan let her go as he stumbled then spun around after he had gained his balance again. She stared at him in fascinated horror as he stalked toward her, his eyes narrowed to mere slits and his jaw clenched tight. Alyson backed up, knowing she had gone too far, and even though she regretted her actions, she was determined not to apologize or back down.
He moved so fast he was a blur, and then she squealed as her world turned upside down. He slung her over his shoulder and took off at a fast clip. The floor whirled by, and she realized she was in deep shit. Not willing to give in to him without a fight, she pummeled her fists against his back and bucked, careless that his broad, muscular shoulder dug into her stomach. A hard slap landed on her ass, and she screeched with excited fury. She knew deep down that Rylan or his brothers would never hurt her. Her pussy clenched and more juices leaked out onto her panties. What is it about these men that gets me so excited? But she wasn’t about to let him or his brothers know how much they affected her. She was worried that if she gave in to her desire for them, she would be lost. She wasn’t about to let that happen. Alyson went wild, cursing and screaming, trying to get him to release her.
“Put me down right now, you fucking asshole. I am not letting you hurt me.”
Another hard smack landed on her bottom, making her cry out at the sting, and she renewed her efforts to get away. Her breasts were swollen and her nipples peaked as if they were begging to be touched. The deep-seated need she felt for Rylan, Tarkyn, and Chevy scared the crap out of her. She’d never experienced such internal fire or desire in her life. Just as she decided to take a bite out of his ass, she went flying through the air. Alyson screamed out with fear, but that noise was cut off as she landed on a soft surface and bounced a couple of times.
After a quick glance she realized that she was in one of their suite’s bedrooms. How the hell did he get me here so fast? Those thoughts left her head as she looked at Rylan. He was furious. She could see the heat from his rage emanating from him. The muscles of his biceps bulged and his hands were clenched into tight fists. His body was pumped and ready to fight.
Alyson backed away from him, crab walking up the bed on her hands and feet, and whimpered when her back hit the headboard. She was trapped and had nowhere to go. Tarkyn and Chevy stood just inside the doorway of the room, their eyes going from Rylan to her and back again. Even though Rylan looked so pissed off, she still wasn’t scared that he would hurt her. She was frightened of her own reaction to all three of them. The way they all looked at her made her feel sexy and feminine. Her arousal ratcheted up another notch and the itch to have them touching her was so needy her whole body felt like it was one massive ache of desire. Tarkyn looked just as angry as his older brother, but Chevy was frowning with concern.
“Don’t you dare back away from me, you little hellcat. I would never hurt you,” Rylan snarled at her.
“You already did,” she gasped between pants and then mentally cringed because she knew that wasn’t really true.
She recoiled as he moved around the end of the bed. He came closer to her, and then, to her surprise, he sat down on the side of the bed and just watched her. He took a few deep breaths and the tension slowly eased from his body. Alyson lowered her head in relief. It seemed that not all men took their anger out on women after all.
“Alyson, I would never, ever raise a hand to you. Please don’t be afraid of me. I spanked your ass, baby. I didn’t hit you.” Rylan reached out his hand, palm up, looking her in the eye as he waited.
Alyson’s apprehension slowly faded, and she reached out to place her hand in his. He turned his hand around until their fingers were threaded together.
“Baby, I know you are an independent woman and are used to taking care of yourself. I get that.” Rylan gave her a slight tug and then wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her onto his lap. “But you have to realize it is our job as your mates to make sure you are protected at all times. You also don’t know that what you did just challenged my authority over you in front of my Alphas as well as other members of my pack. You have to remember that we aren’t human, Alyson. If you challenge a wolf, there are consequences.”
Alyson thought about all the documentaries she had seen on the TV regarding wild animals. She had recently watched a show on wild wolves, and when one of the lower pack members had challenged the alpha male over a meal, the alpha had bitten the other wolf and chased it off. She hadn’t even thought about what she was doing when she had stood up for herself. No wonder Rylan had been so angry. To do so in front of the other pack members and Alphas was just asking for trouble.
“I’m sorry.” Without thinking about what she was doing she stroked a hand over his pecs and lowered her eyes. “I didn’t mean to goad your animal, but you made me so damn mad when you were talking about me as if I wasn’t there.”
“I’m sorry, too, baby. I shouldn’t have done that. I should have included you in the conversation.”
A tug to her hair brought her head back up. The small bite of pain went straight to her pussy, causing fluid to leak out onto her panties and her nipples to ache. She shifted on his lap. The hard muscles of his thighs flexing beneath her ass only seemed to inflame her desire to a higher level.
A low sound rumbled up out of Rylan’s chest and she felt the vibrations beneath the palm of her hand. He leaned down and sniffed against her neck.
“You smell so fucking good. I want to make love with you.”
Alyson squeezed her legs together, trying to relieve the ache between her thighs and stem the constant flow of juices weeping from her pussy. She had been drawn to Rylan and his brothers from the first time she had laid eyes on them in the club’s cellar, and now she could imagine what it would be like to have three sets of hands and three mouths touching her.
Rylan had already shown her that he could control his temper, and he had vowed he would never hurt her, not physically. Emotionally, however, they could hurt her badly without even realizing.
He was waiting for her answer. All three of them were. Though she wanted to say yes, deep down she knew that if she stayed with them for any length of time, her heart would end up more seriously involved than it already was.
I trust them. But can I trust them with my heart?
Chapter Eight
Tarkyn watched as expressions flitted across the face of his mate, and he waited with bated breath for her to acknowledge Rylan’s statement. When he’d smelled her nervousness as his brother had stalked her, he had wanted to scoop her up into his arms and hold her tight, reassuring her that none of them would ever hurt her. But since it had been Rylan she had backed away from, he’d let his dominant brother deal with their recalcitrant mate. Now that she’d calmed down, Tarkyn could smell her arousal. The scent was so sweet and musky it was driving him and his wolf crazy. When he glanced at her chest he could see her nipples poking against the material of her shirt, and then he noticed how hard she was squeezing her legs together. As if she was trying to scratch an itch or appease an ache.
Nah-ah. Not happening, honey. If you want someone to help relieve that ache, then we are gonna do it for you.
Tarkyn took the three steps needed and stood so close to Alyson that his knees touched hers, and since she was sitting on Rylan’s lap he had effectually blocked her escape route if she decided to shy away from them. She slowly looked up, and when her gaze connected with his, he could see apprehensive acquiescence and heat all warring together in those pretty eyes.
“Yes,” she finally whispered.
He and his wolf couldn’t take any more.
He knelt down and rubbed his hands up and down her denim-clad thighs, getting closer and closer to that sweet-smelling pussy. Tarkyn leaned in and took her mouth with hunger. She moaned into his mouth and slid her tongue along his. Her little sounds of pleasure were music to his ears. He wanted h
He pressed his lips to hers. Her mouth was so sweet, he could just imagine how delectable her pussy would taste once he got his mouth on her wet, musky folds. He released her waist and slipped his hand up under the hem of her T-shirt. Alyson’s skin was soft and warm and silky. One touch would never be enough. While keeping her mouth engaged with his, he slowly caressed her flesh, over her belly and up to her side, where he could feel the outline of her ribs. Drawing his mouth slightly from hers, he pulled her lower lip between his and sucked on her soft flesh. She moaned, and he felt the vibration of that sound against the palm of his hand. He wanted to hear more of those sweet hums and moved his hand the last couple of inches until he was cupping one lace-covered breast in his palm.
Tarkyn groaned when her nipple peaked and stabbed into his skin. He kneaded and molded her fleshy globe, and then he rasped his thumb back and forth over her turgid peak. She threw her head back until it thunked against Rylan’s shoulder and mewled with her desire. Using his finger and thumb, he squeezed her nipple between his digits and watched as the muscles in her face went slack with heightened arousal. But he still wasn’t satisfied. Tarkyn needed to feel her naked skin beneath his mouth, hands, and body.
“Help me get her clothes off.”
Chevy moved in closer and reached for the hem of her shirt. Between the two of them they had her naked from the waist up in seconds, and then Tarkyn slipped the button from her jeans and lowered the zipper. Rylan lifted her hips and Chevy helped him tug her jeans and panties down her legs then quickly removed her shoes and socks when her pants caught around her ankles and drew them the rest of the way off.
Rylan inhaled raggedly at the same time Chevy moaned. Although they suspected their beautiful mate was a virgin, she had either waxed or shaved all the pubic hair from her mound. Cream glistened on the puffy lips of her labia, and her musky scent permeated the air more strongly now that she was naked. Her breasts were much fuller than he had suspected and were topped with dusky-rose areolas and hard nipples. He had large hands, and she would overflow them.
Alyson whimpered when Rylan cupped those puppies in his hands and then pulled her nipples out from her body. Tarkyn had to taste the sweet honey dripping from her pussy right now. He knelt down again and wrapped his arms around each of her thighs and pulled her forward, away from his brother’s crotch. When he had her right where he wanted her and knew he wouldn’t touch his brother, Tarkyn slid his hands under her body and gripped her ass. Her muscles clenched as he massaged her muscularly taut but fleshy cheeks, separating them and stretching her hole as he lowered his head.
He breathed in deeply, used his thumbs to spread her labial lips even more, and then licked from her pussy hole up to her protruding pink nub. She tasted sweet and spicy all rolled into one, and he was determined to lap up every single delicious drop her body produced. Tarkyn opened his mouth wide and licked up through her folds like a cat would lap up cream, but instead of taking short little laps, he took long, slow licks. Reaching further around her thigh with his right arm, he rimmed the entrance to her sheath with a finger. She squirmed, moaned, and thrust her hips up into his mouth.
Tarkyn began to penetrate her and slowly slid his finger into her warm, wet body. She was so tight he knew that once he got his cock inside her, he would have to use every ounce of his control to hold back an orgasm to make certain Alyson would reach climax first. But that was for a little later. Right now he wanted to send her to the stars.
As he eased his finger into her pussy up to the first knuckle, her inner walls clenched and tried to pull him in, but since he and his brothers suspected she was an innocent he was going to take his time and make sure this was as pleasurable as possible for his mate. He withdrew his finger slightly and then pushed in farther while laving her clit with the tip of his tongue. Every time he caressed that engorged bundle of nerves, the muscles in her legs and lower abdomen quivered. Tarkyn wondered if she would go wild when in the throes of climax.
He looked up when Chevy leaned down and kissed Alyson. Tarkyn groaned against her flesh when he saw the openmouthed kiss she shared with his brother. Glimpses of her tongue tangling with Chevy’s had Tarkyn’s cock pulsing against the closed teeth of his fly. Alyson’s sob was muffled by Chevy’s kiss as Rylan rolled her nipples and Tarkyn thrust his finger into her until he could reach no farther.
Her internal muscles clenched around his embedded digit, and when they released again, she covered his flesh with another gush of fresh cream. Tarkyn wanted to hear her climax. He wondered if she would continue to make those little whimpering, sobbing mewls or if she would scream the house down. He hoped it was the latter, because he wanted her so wrapped up in her pleasure that she finally let go and let her body take over. Their little mate had learned to be too cautious, and he wanted to know they had all of her trust.
Tarkyn pulled his finger out and then pumped two fingers back into her tight, pretty little cunt. He spread his digits as he removed them until the tips were just inside, and as he slid them back in, he searched for that sweet spot inside that all women had. When he found it, Alyson cried out and bucked so hard she nearly threw him off of her.
“Hold her down. I’m going to make her come,” Tarkyn ordered his brothers through their mind link.
Gaining speed and depth with each move, he made sure to caress over her G-spot with every thrust. Then he stopped sliding his digits in and out of her body, curled his fingers, and wiggled them as he sucked her clit in between his lips and flickered the tip of his tongue back and forth over the bundle of nerves rapidly. Alyson’s sobs turned to a high-pitched keening sound, and her cunt rippled around his fingers. Then she was screaming, her pussy clamping down and releasing on him as her climax swept over her. He sucked on her clit gently but firmly and tapped on her G-spot. Her cream gushed out, drenching her thigh and his hand as well as the carpet below. He released her clit and drank down the sweet honey pouring from her as he and his brothers held her jerking body still.
When the last spasm faded, the sound of their heavy, rasping breaths echoed through the room. Tarkyn kissed her pussy and the insides of her thighs and then slowly eased his fingers from her body. When he finally lifted his head to take in his mate’s flushed face and her swollen lips and nipples, he knew he had never seen a more beautiful sight.
His wolf was so close to the surface, wanting to claim its mate, that his fingernails lengthened into claws. He closed his eyes and took deep breaths, trying to calm his inner animal so he wouldn’t scare Alyson. By the time he was back in control, Alyson was staring at him with passion-glazed eyes as if he was a glass of water to quench her thirst.
Rylan rose to his feet, taking Alyson with him, turned, and placed her on the bed in the middle. He stepped back and began to remove his clothes. Tarkyn caught Chevy doing the same, so he did, too. All the time he watched their mate watching them until the three of them were standing before her totally naked, hungrily aroused, their cocks jutting from their bodies.
Chevy was the first to move. He grasped his cock and began stroking it as he moved toward the bed. Leaning over Alyson with his knee on the bed, he released his cock and gripped her hair. He bent down and took her mouth with a rapacious need. Tarkyn had never seen his brother so hungry before. The sight of his younger sibling eating their mate’s mouth ramped up his own desire until he was in danger of shooting off before he even got his cock inside her.
Tarkyn got onto the bed on the other side and took one of her hard nipples into his mouth. She was sweet, like nothing he’d ever tasted before. He could spend hours devouring her pussy, her breasts, and every bit of available skin. Never had a woman felt so right. There was a peace inside him at having found her. Now they had her in their home and bed, he never wanted to let her go. She was theirs. Nothing and no one had better get in between her, him, and his brothers.
It was their purpose and honor to protect her, to love her, and to make love with her. He vowed to find out everything he could on this Virgil guy, and when he found the asshole, Tarkyn was going to rip his head from his fucking shoulders. No one threatened his mate and got away with it.
She sobbed into Chevy’s mouth and arched her chest up into Tarkyn’s. Pushing his thoughts aside, he sucked firmly on her turgid peak and pressed it against the roof of his mouth. As Tarkyn opened his eyes, Rylan moved up further between her splayed legs. His brother fondled her pussy, slipping his digits through her wet folds and drawing light circles around her wet clit. Alyson pulled her mouth away from Chevy’s and whimpered as she gasped in air. Her face was flushed with renewed arousal, and if it hadn’t been for Tarkyn and his younger brother, she would have been writhing all over the bed.
Alyson Redding was full of newly awakened passion, and they were just the men to put out her flames.
Rylan slid his arms beneath her legs so that her knees were bent in the crooks of his elbows. He slowly began to push his way into her body. Tarkyn could see how his brother held himself on a tight leash. Sweat formed on his brow and trickled down the sides of his face. Rylan’s wolf showed in his eyes, and Tarkyn knew how much of a strain it was to fight the animal instinct to just plunge inside her with one thrust and bite her to make her theirs. He knew because he had been fighting his animal instincts from the moment he had scented her.
He watched her face as Rylan pushed into her. Alyson’s eyes were glazed over with passion, and her pupils were so dilated he could barely see the color of her irises. Her lips were red, puffy, and full of blood from Chevy’s kisses. Her cheeks, neck, and chest were tinged pink. She was so fucking sexy that he wanted to fuck her now, but he would have to wait his turn. As Rylan was the eldest and the most dominant of them, it was his brother’s right to make love with their mate first.
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