by Maia Dylan
“Fiona.” Travis stepped up to her and placed his hand against her cheek. “You’re not alone in the falling-in-love part, I promise you.” He pressed a soft kiss to her lips, then stepped to the side. Cole took his place in a heartbeat, pressing a warm kiss to her lips, then rubbing noses with her, making her giggle.
“The connection grows stronger every day, Fi. You’re ours, and I think it’s time we show you exactly what it’s like to be the center of the world for two wolf shifters.” Cole raised an eyebrow at her in question. Heart pounding, and her arousal spiraling, she nodded.
Travis whopped with joy, grabbed her and swung her into his arms. She squealed as he spun her around. “Come on then, lovely. Let’s get the hell out of here.” Then he was moving fast through the bar, and within moments they were out in the parking lot and Travis was placing her gently into the front bucket seat of a large black truck.
Travis slid in beside her and Cole jumped into the driver’s seat. “Are you sure this is what you want, lovely?” Travis’s voice was an odd mix of dread and hope.
“I don’t want this Travis.” Both men froze at her words. “I need this, and I need you both. Tonight. So right now, Cole, I need you to start this damn truck and take me to your house, because I am not going to have the morning-after conversation with Maggie that I know would come if we headed back to my place!”
“Your wish is my command, Fi.” Cole grinned at her, started the truck, and they roared out of the parking lot.
Chapter 4
Cole was an aroused bundle of nerves by the time he pulled his truck up into the drive that led up to their house. They had brought Fiona to their home on a number of occasions over the past two weeks, but this would be the first time she would be staying over in their bed.
He and Travis had spent a lot of time talking about how they wanted this first time with their mate to go. They had never shared a woman before, and they wanted to make sure they had a plan going in. They also wanted to make sure that there would be no embarrassment or awkwardness between them that Fiona would feel or recognize. Cole had shared with Travis his suspicions that Fiona was a virgin.
“Jesus, you really think so?” Travis’s voice held awe and fear. Cole knew exactly what that felt like, because he felt the same damn way.
“Yeah, Trav, I do. Every damn person that she should have been able to rely on, to keep her safe and protect her, and to give her nothing but unconditional love, turned their damn backs on her.” Cole practically vibrated with rage at that. “So we basically have to prove to her that she is the center of our world, that being the fated mate of two wolf shifters means unconditional love for as long as she will allow it.”
“Agreed, and if she ever allows us to make love to her”—Travis had taken a deep breath, as if the thought alone was enough to drive him crazy—“then we need to make sure she knows it’s all about her, and that it is only the first night of many between us.”
Coming back to the moment and taking his umpteenth deep breathe in an attempt to calm him down a little, he climbed from the driver’s side of the truck and walked around to meet Travis and Fiona. He took Fiona’s free hand and the three of them walked into the house hand-in-hand, not stopping until they were in the bedroom they had recently prepared for her.
Cole nodded at Travis, who went to light some of the aromatic candles they had purchased especially for her. Cole turned her to face him and frowned when he saw the look on her face. It was a mixture of apprehension and nervousness, but the flush of color on her cheeks and elevated heart rate also told him that she was aroused.
“Honey, are you okay?” From the corner of his eye, he saw Travis still. “If we are in any way forcing this issue or moving too fast for you, then we can slow down.” Cole’s frown deepened when she suddenly scowled at him.
“No, Cole. It’s not that I want you to move slower.” He watched as she took a deep breath to gather her thoughts and congratulated himself for not staring at her perfect breasts as they lifted and fell beneath her T-shirt. “It’s just that I…I mean…what I’m trying to say is…shit.” She suddenly walked around him and began to pace. “I am not the type of person who likes to feel out of their depth. I either know what the hell I am doing or can fake it until I make it!
“If I am struggling with a situation, then my mouth and my words can usually get me out of the situation or hide my discomfort. There have been times when I have had to use physical violence, which is something that I know and can prepare for, but what I don’t know, and don’t think I can fake me way out of, is this situation!”
Fiona stopped pacing and stood standing in the middle of the room. “What the hell am I supposed to do now? I have never had sex before, or have had any real kind of”—she paused to wave her arms in quick gestures toward the bed in the room—“like, sexual, bed-type experience. Jesus, I can count the number of men I have kissed willingly on one hand and two thirds of them are standing in this room.”
That statement had Cole tensing. Did that mean she had men kiss her when she wasn’t willing? That made him want to hunt the fuckers down and rip them to pieces, and if two thirds of the men she had kissed willingly were standing in this room, then that meant there was some bastard out there that she had kissed willingly, and that made him jealous as hell!
“And after tonight’s enlightening conversation with Trinity,” Fiona barreled on, gathering steam, “I can surmise that the two of you have had quite a bit of experience at making love, and I start to think to myself, what can I possibly bring to the table? Or bed. Or wherever! What is it about being with me that is going to make it good for you two as well? Having said that, I am assuming it will be good for me, but I guess what works in your favor there is that I have nothing to compare it against.”
Cole growled. There was a whole load of shit in that panicked little speech that they needed to deal with, and they would at a later stage, but right now, they needed to clear up the last part of the conversation. When he saw that she was taking a deep breath, no doubt to continue her tirade, he stepped in and invaded her personal space. Then he reached up, clasped her beautiful face in his hands and kissed her with everything in him, all the longing and want and need that he had been growing for this woman since the first moment they had met.
He plunged his tongue between her full lips and stroked it over hers, loving her moan of surrender and the fact that she melted against him. He felt her hands grip onto his waist and clench. He inhaled through his nose and scented the delicate aroma of her arousal on the air. His dick hardened to granite in seconds and he had to force himself to step back and let her take a breath.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Travis had stepped right in behind her. He would have expected there to be a shaft of jealousy, and they had both spoken about how they would deal with that when it came, but to his surprise, he felt none.
“Honey, there are a couple of things in your impassioned speech just now that we are going to talk about soon, but there was a whole bunch in that last part that we need to address right now, okay?” Fiona looked at him, then glanced over her shoulder at Travis and then slowly nodded.
“Good. Now, the first thing that we should clear up is you thinking that we have a lot of experience at making love to women. Fiona, that’s just not true. In fact, Travis and I have never made love to a woman.”
Fiona’s loud snort of derision came quick.
“What, are you going to try and convince me that the two of you are virgins? Pull the other one, because Skittles pop out. There is no way in the world I would believe that two men as hot and nice and protective and perfect as you two haven’t gotten horizontal with loads of women.” Fiona was shaking her head, but stopped with a quick inhalation and a shiver when Travis leant forward and bit her gently on the shoulder.
“Lovely, you aren’t listening to what Cole is saying. He ain’t saying or trying to convince you that we’re virgins, because we’re not, and we will never lie to you.” Travis pressed a
kiss to neck and she tilted her head to give him more access. Cole saw her eyes become half-lidded and darkened with desire.
“What he did say is that we have never made love to a woman and he is one-hundred-percent correct. I have liked the woman I have been with a lot, some more than others, but I have never, ever, loved a woman. What I feel for you blows everything and everyone out of the water. You are our mate, Fiona, and that means so much more than you know right now, but we are hoping we can explain it to you as our relationship deepens.”
Fiona stilled in his arms and her expression became one of confusion. She was biting her lip, probably not knowing if she should believe them or not. “What about, Trinity?”
Travis tipped his head back with a groan for a moment and Cole fought the urge to laugh. “Fiona, Trinity was a woman I have slept with in the past. As terrible as it is to admit this to you, it was only one night and it was shortly before I shipped out. It meant nothing to me, and it was simply a way for me to feel alive before heading into the unknown. I hope it doesn’t make you think less of me.”
Fiona thought about that for a moment, then leaned back to look Travis in the eye.
“How could it? If I had known that before I spoke to her, I would have spoken a little kinder, not because I think that you used her or anything like that.” Fiona smiled wryly. “I think Trinity knows exactly what you had together. But because she gave you something you needed. She gave you a—and I am using this word in the broader holistic and spiritual way, not the —release, and for that I should be grateful to the fake-breasted, drunk-faking, big blonde bimbo.” She flinched as if she hadn’t meant to call Trinity that, then grimaced. “But apparently not all that grateful.”
All three of them smiled.
“There was also the part where you asked what you could bring to the table I believe were the words you used. Honey, wherever you go and whatever you are doing, you bring the most important thing in the world. You.” Cole leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips. “When we are together, either in a sexual way or just hanging out, Travis and I feel damn grateful just being with you. If you are willing to let us love on you, then that makes us the luckiest bastards in the world.”
Fiona smiled and nodded, obviously understanding the point Cole had been trying to make. “Okay, so let’s get to the part of the evening where you show me what I’ve been missing, and what it’s like to be the center of your world.” Fiona reached up and placed a hand against his cheek and he saw her reach a hand back to wrap around Travis’s thigh, connecting all three of them together, and as far as Cole was concerned, that was exactly how it would be from that moment on.
* * * *
Fiona held her breath as Cole grinned wickedly, then devoured her mouth again. She could feel his erection pressing into her belly and she shivered at the hard feel of it. When Travis leaned into her, she could feel his erection pressing against her upper buttocks and that had her breathing escalating.
“Baby, I can smell your arousal, and it is driving me out of my mind with wanting you!” Travis’s voice was harsh and Fiona moved against him, wanting to show him she felt as desperate as he sounded, and judging by the deep groan he gave against her neck, he liked it.
Cole pulled back and rested his forehead on hers. “You do smell delicious, baby. Let’s get you out of these clothes so we can see for sure.” He grabbed the hem of her T-shirt and pulled it up and over her head. She felt her body heat rise and her pussy clenched as he groaned and slid a shaking hand down over her shoulder and across her breast. She whimpered as she felt her nipples harden against the black lace.
She felt Travis unclasping the back of her bra and then slowly sliding it from her shoulders. “Shit, Fiona, you take my fucking breath away. Travis, have you seen anything as goddamn perfect as our mate?” Cole turned her gently so that she stood facing Travis, and when his eyes glittered blue, she knew he liked what he saw.
“Fucking perfect,” Travis groaned as he dropped to his knees in front of her. Fiona gasped when he palmed her breast and plumped it with his hand before lowering his mouth to it. Now, Fiona loved to read romance novels. She had always figured that if she couldn’t actually experience it for herself, then reading about it and imaging herself in the role of the heroine was the next best thing. But her imagination had never come close to what it actually felt like when a man you cared for put his mouth on you and drew strongly on your breast.
“Oh, God! Travis,” she moaned as she wound her fingers into his hair and cradled it to her chest. Travis began to pull on her nipple and flick it with his tongue. She jerked forward when he bit gently on it. She moaned again when Cole began to nibble on the side of her neck, dragging his teeth down the taut tendon and sucking gently on the fleshy part of her shoulder.
So lost in the feeling of having her two mates put their mouths on her, she didn’t realize that Travis had undone her jeans until she felt his hand cup her intimately. She squeaked in surprise at the feel and thrust her hips against his hand.
“God, Fiona, you are so fucking wet! Your panties are soaked,” Travis murmured against her stomach where he pressed soft, sweet kisses. She leaned back onto Cole when he urged her to, then Travis removed her shoes, socks and then slid her jeans and panties the rest of the way off, until she stood there completely naked. She would have thought she’d have been embarrassed to be standing there naked while both men were still fully clothed, but she was so lost in their touch she didn’t really care.
“Put your left leg over my shoulder, sweetness. I gotta taste you. Now.” There was no disguising the desire in Travis’s tone, so she complied and lifted her left leg to lay it over his shoulder. She had often wondered what oral sex would feel like. In the books, it was always described as mind-blowing and she had thought that might well be one of those things that was better in books than in real life. Then Travis placed his mouth on her pussy and sucked.
“Holy Jesus!” was all she could say, then she made no sound except sobbing gasps of pleasure as Travis licked, sucked and plundered her pussy with so much enthusiasm she knew he enjoyed it as much as she did. She felt her body release gush after gush of hot liquid as she hurtled toward an orgasm the likes of which she had never had before.
“Damn baby, that look of rapture on your face is so damn beautiful. Come for us, honey, come hard for us.” Cole groaned against her neck and Fiona was helpless not to comply. Her entire body shuddered into an earth-shattering climax and she screamed her pleasure to the ceiling, throwing her head back to lean against Cole’s shoulder. Her hips moved of their own accord to roll against Travis’s face, and she came a second time, faster than she thought possible.
“That’s it, baby, take what you need.” Cole’s breath was harsh and he was panting almost as much as she was. She slowly came back into herself and heard her sobbing gasps as they echoed around the room. She now knew that those erotic romance novels she had read hadn’t come close to describing what oral sex was really like. There were no damn words for how they had just made her feel.
Travis gave her one last lick, then stood up in front of her. Her face must have showed how utterly he had destroyed her, because he grinned at her and it screamed smug male pride. She grinned back because, honestly? Credit where credit was due.
“Fuck, that was so hot to watch.” Cole moved to lift her into his arms and carried her to the bed. He placed her gently on the edge of the bed, then reached down to pull his own T-shirt up and over his head. Fiona felt her mouth dry up. Goddamn, she had never seen a man so sculpted before. Every muscle was so defined it made her want to run her fingers up and over every single ridge.
She was distracted from that view a moment later when Travis lifted his own shirt. Again, sculpted male yumminess bared before her that screamed “many hours in the gym.” Her eyes ran hungrily over both their bodies, but she stopped when she saw scars on Travis and reached out a hand to touch them, and he tensed when her fingers made contact.
“What are these
?” she whispered.
“Shrapnel scars from an IED that exploded by the Hummer in front of us.” Travis shrugged as if it wasn’t much, but judging by the number of white scars and placement of them, she knew he had been badly injured and it must have hurt like hell. “We saved more than we lost that day, so we had to call that one a win.”
Fiona slid her hands into the waistband of his jeans and tugged him forward. Her eyes filled with tears at the thought of Travis getting hurt, then the realization that he might have been killed before she had even met him had her heart aching.
Leaning forward, she pressed her lips to the largest scar. Travis gasped and held his breath as she worshiped each and every scar in that cluster. There would probably be more, and she intended to do the same to each and every one at some point in the near future, but these were the first ones she had spotted and she wanted to show Travis that she was open to anything and everything he wanted to share about that time.
“Damn, lovely.” Travis spoke softly as she pulled back and looked up at him with a grin. “You fucking destroy me.”
“Your acceptance of us as your mates and now your willingness to take us as your lovers destroys us both, Fi.” Cole spoke gently from where he sat naked beside her. She hadn’t registered that he was taking the rest of his clothes of until that moment, but now that she had, she ran her eyes over his body, and saw that the perfection she had identified in his chest flowed throughout his entire body. Even his cock that stood up tall and proud from a neat nest of dark hair looked perfect to her. Big, but perfect.
Then Cole leaned over and kissed her. She squealed when he suddenly rolled with her until they lay completely on the bed somewhere in the middle. Damn this bed is huge. “Now, let’s see if we can’t get you coming one more time, and then I’m going to make love to you, slow and gentle.”
