To Frannie that was as akin to saying there was no relief.
Maybe your body will change? Her remaining hope whispered to her from the back of her mind. Finn's body had changed to accommodate life, so had Christian's. That would require you to at least see them again, Fran.
Frannie watched a shadow pass by the bottom of her door again. She was being guarded. But were they keeping people out or keeping her in?
They should save their energy. In her condition, she couldn't make it outside the house, much less in her car and all the way across town.
Her phone rang and she grabbed it with a shaky hand. She never even said hello before she heard the steady breathing on the other end. "Stop calling me," she said as strongly as she could muster before disconnecting the call.
She rolled over and tried to ignore the torturous way the fabric brushed over her nipples as she did. How had the reason for all of this known to call right now? When she had first started getting prank calls, she had wanted to come up with any explanation that wasn't her ex trying to contact her again. But he had spoken earlier that day, that had been when she finally knew for sure.
Frannie thought about her first big love, Professor Gallway. He'd been young, handsome, and so very sexy. He also didn't wear a ring and Frannie could not believe it when he seemed to have an interest in her. She was that chubby, funny kid growing up and Gallway had made her feel like a sexy woman.
Her phone rang again and she picked it up just as an angry tremor of need pulsed through her. "Stop fucking calling me Gallway!" she snapped into the phone.
"Who is Gallway?" a familiar male voice answered.
Frannie was not prepared for her body's reaction to simply hearing Brock's voice.
"Brock?" her voice wobbled, in near tears.
"Baby, what's wrong? I knew I shouldn't have let you get in the car this morning but Kai said you needed time. Kai, you were fucking wrong!" he said, his voice sounding further away as he screamed at his mate. There was the sound of a struggle and then silence.
"Francesca? What's happened?" Kai asked her.
"Frannie?" Felix's voice sounded from the other side of the door. "Who are you talking to?"
Frannie spoke quietly and quickly. "Something's wrong. My body, it's...reacting."
"Who is that in the background?" Kai asked calmly but with an edge that spoke of danger.
"Felix. He's super mad. He said he'll fix it but I don't know ho—ow!" Her entire body seemed to clench in on itself. If she weren't already lying down, she would have crumpled.
Just then, her bedroom door opened and Felix strode in. He plucked the phone from where she'd dropped in on the bed.
"Stay away from my sister," Felix said harshly before ending the call.
"Felix," she said but his name sounded more like a painful moan.
"I'm here, baby girl," he said kneeling at the side of the bed. "Gallway, that was your teacher in your first writing class in college, wasn't he? I remember you talking about how great his class was."
"You...are...so...nosy," she said through pants.
"What happened?" he asked, ignoring her ire.
What had she done to be surrounded by so many hard-headed males?
Why shouldn't she tell him? It wasn't like she needed to protect the man anymore. "The fucker was married, that's what happened."
The accident that caused the miscarriage hadn't been anyone's fault. Her brakes had given out and she'd driven over a small cliff. That was all secondary to the fact that she'd only discovered he was married after she discovered she was pregnant.
When she had healed enough to leave the hospital she never went back to school and the rest was writing history. Her happy ending. Yeah right!
There was a commotion outside her room and Frannie looked toward her doorway. Growling sounded down the hallway followed by the sounds of things breaking. What the hell?
Felix left her with the order that she stay put. Frannie just shook her head at the insane order. It was as if he didn't even know her. She grabbed her blanket and wrapped it around her shoulders as she shuffled, hunched over, to her door. She opened it and looked down toward the sound of the noise. At first, she could see nothing, until the fight came to the hallway and Frannie gasped.
She recognized Luke in wolf form, having seen him before. She'd never seen him look so ferocious, though, as his hackles rose and he growled at an unfamiliar wolf in front of him. He was about the same size as Luke but was mostly a tan-brown color with some black. If it had just been them, she might have not been so shocked. Except, standing next to the tan wolf was the biggest lion she had ever seen.
The beast wasn't just big for a lion, it was big, period. Nearly as wide as her hallway, she bet if it sat next to her, the lion would be taller.
Luke lunged forward as the lion swiped his massive paw. He missed and Luke got a bite of his shoulder before jumping back and away from the attack coming to his right.
Clarity came to Frannie about the moment the tan-brown wolf grunted in pain from the body slam Luke had given him. The body slam put Luke in a bad position though and he was left undefended from an attack from the gigantic lion.
"Stop!" she hollered, taking staggered steps down the hallway. "Please, stop."
Instantly, the lion and the tan wolf stepped back toward her. She watched, still not believing what she was seeing as the lion shifted, his body parts flowing like water going up a waterfall, reforming into the form of Brock. Beside him, Kai did the same. Seeing their muscled backs literally materialize in front of her was like her body's wet dream. Every cell inside of her wanted to lunge forward and make contact. "Is he hurt?" she asked behind them, to where Luke and Felix were.
"I'm fine," Luke said angrily.
With that realization, she had nothing important to distract her from the consuming need. "Brock? Kai?" she whispered, suddenly unsure of herself. They turned around as one unit, to face her and that was when she could not ignore the fact that they were both gloriously naked. Of course they were, shifters didn't shift with their clothes on.
Chapter Twenty
Frannie
Frannie forgot about withdrawals. She forgot about her hurt, anger, and sadness. She sprinted the rest of the way down the hallway and leapt into Brock's arms. He caught her easily as she wrapped her legs around his middle and her arms around his neck. She slammed her lips against his in a brutal kiss. Brock responded in kind, holding her at her bottom he massaged the muscles there. He thrust his tongue past her lips and she sucked on him as he moaned.
She was dimly aware of people talking down the hallway, only because one of the people was Kai. His deep timbre washed over her, a balm to her over-sensitized skin. When Kai arrived by her side as well, she climbed over to him like they were trees. She licked his mouth, savoring the flavor that her body had begun to crave. "I need you, now," she muttered in the brief second that she allowed her lips to not be kissing one of them.
"Where is your bedroom?" Brock asked, charging ahead as Kai carried her.
She pointed and spared one glance down the hallway. Empty. She was sure that perhaps tomorrow she would be embarrassed by her wanton display in front of her pack family and actual older brothers, but right now she could only think about the need that was about to be met. Kai rubbed a hand down her spine and she purred, bending into the touch.
"Why didn't you call us sooner?" he asked, not mad but worried. He kept on touching her, reaching under her clothes to make direct skin on skin contact. Once they were in her room and the door was shut, he ripped her shirt off, latching onto her breast and suckling her nipple. Frannie screamed, the pleasure was more than it had ever been. It reminded her of that one time she'd been slipped ecstasy at party and had spent the rest of the night rubbing against the indoor plants in the house. Except this felt amazing.
She didn't have any answers for the plant that night and she hardly had any for Kai now. "I didn't realize what was happening until it became overwhelming."
> "I thought you lived with shifters? How do you not know about mating heat?"
"Why aren't you fucking me right now?" she muttered angrily, but Kai only chuckled in response.
He set her down on her bed but did not move away. He sat beside her, ripping her pants down along with her panties which were already soaked. "Forgive me, baby." He spread her legs open and they fell to the mattress so that she was splayed wide for them both to see. "First, let me tend to your needs." Kai slipped a single finger inside of her and it slid right in. Her inner muscles clenched on the digit hungrily. "Fuck, Brock, she is tight."
Frannie moaned as he added a second finger, sliding them in and out of her as a cock would. He inserted them both inside of her, rotating his digits in her tight canal over and over like a tornado. Frannie screamed, nearly jolting off the bed, but Brock was there to kiss her and keep her from crashing into the ceiling. He kept her mouth occupied as Kai finger-fucked her. When he brought his face down and licked her clit, she screamed into Brock's mouth. It didn't take much for him to bring her to orgasm with his tongue.
It felt great, but immediately she knew she wasn't sated. She still clenched internally. The orgasm did allow her a moment of clarity though and she was able to wonder just how these two had been allowed in here.
"Where is everyone? They aren't going to bust in here and haul you away, are they?" Frannie asked, feeling like a traitor. If that did happen, she wasn't sure whom she could root for.
"They could try," Brock growled into her mouth.
"We're on a truce," Kai explained as he lifted her up the bed so that she was lying vertically on her back. "Even your hybrid brother could smell your pain, and we happen to have the medicine you need." He rolled his hips suggestively.
"Cocky son of a—" Frannie muttered, though the friction he created was making it hard for her to talk. She was quickly losing her focus again as her desire built.
"They also agreed to spend the night across the street. If they play music, they shouldn't be able to hear you."
"I know I should be red-faced at a comment like that, but I can't muster the embarrassment required. I need you too much."
Kai slid up her body and lifted her so that he was below her and she straddled him on top. "Take what you need, baby, take it all."
Like the first time, he let her guide her body down. Unlike the first time, her body was so prone and ready to be filled that the moment she lowered herself, bursts of pleasure shot out from her center. There was nothing in the world that could feel as amazing as Kai's cock filling her up, except for Brock's hot body behind her, his fingers exploring her backside. As she began thrusting, Brock spread her cheeks and toyed with her back hole. She screamed out loud as more pleasure flowed through her, her downward thrusts increasing in speed and strength as her body searched for another much-needed release.
She didn't think it would take much and it didn't. Soon, she felt her insides constrict before exploding out in an orgasm much larger than the first one. She screamed through it, calling out Kai's name as well as Brock's. She clawed and grabbed at whatever parts of the two of them she could reach, all the while moaning and shuddering as wave after wave vibrated through her.
Kai began thrusting up to meet her, prolonging her orgasm as his cock swelled even larger inside of her before releasing his fluid inside her needy pussy.
Frannie continued making small humping motions and she turned her head to kiss Brock. It was then that she noticed his huge erection was pressed against her back. She lifted herself up on shaking thighs and rotated enough so that she could grab Brock's arm and push him down to the floor.
There was no way she could have if he didn't want to go, but he let her push him and as she did she followed him down, grabbing Kai's hand as she went. She fluidly slid on top of Brock, still hornier than she'd ever been but suddenly unsure regarding the massive member that was before her.
He was huge.
There was no other way to describe the thick, veiny member on display. Brock looked up at her with hooded, but guarded eyes. He was concerned.
This would be their first time. She'd had intercourse with Kai twice and while she had counted that as sex with Brock as well, they'd never actually done this part. Did he think she wouldn't be able to handle it? That she wouldn't want to?
That last thought would be ridiculous. Frannie actually licked her lips as she looked at his huge member. "We'll go slow," she said but she wasn't sure which of the three of them she was saying it to.
Kai lay down beside Brock but on his side so that he could touch the two of them equally. He looked up at Frannie with eyes full of lust. They were full of something else as well, something Frannie couldn't look at quite yet. She blinked and concentrated on Brock's face, so sweetly worried and yet she could tell that he was holding back most of his dominant urges. She had an idea that he wanted to be on top, controlling their movements and while the idea made her shiver, she knew that this first time, she would need to be in control.
When she lowered her wet pussy down she was immediately glad that she had already orgasmed twice, it had loosened her up–—as well as the effects from Kai's sensitizing pre-cum—and there wasn't the pain she thought there might have been from taking a man so large. She did feel full, and she was only a quarter of the way down.
She closed her eyes and breathed in through her nose, exhaling slowly out of her mouth. When she opened them, Kai was rubbing her breasts as he made out with Brock. She saw their tongues meeting and intertwining, tasting and fighting for dominance. It was sexy enough for her to slide a little further down. She was about halfway and she was fuller than she would have thought possible.
"It's so much," she whimpered. Kai popped up, continuing his attentions on her breasts and stomach.
"You can do it, baby. You can take your mate." He encouraged her but it was when he slid his hand down her stomach and began massaging her center that she was able to slide down further until her body was as connected with Brock's as it could be.
She remained that way for a moment, filled to the very brim, Kai's hand rubbing her clit and she concentrated on breathing, on letting herself adjust. Brock was making growly noises that were so male she felt another wave of moisture gush inside of her. Would this ever end?
Eventually, she felt able to move. Slowly sliding up, she thrust back down much quicker than the first time and she saw stars.
One thrust.
That was all it had taken for her body to contract and explode in a pleasure mega bomb. She tried to convey in her whimpers that she wanted him to continue and he did, thrusting up, not hard, but so deep inside her that Frannie knew she would never be rid of his mark in her body. She would take a part of him, a part of them, wherever she went. Truly, Kai and Brock had ruined her for other men but she didn't care, not while Brock was reaching places inside of her she didn't know existed all while experiencing the longest orgasm of her life. He wrapped her in his molten embrace and Frannie let herself be held, her body melting on his like butter on a skillet.
"That was the medicine I needed," she said, giggling. The difference between how she felt now versus a little more than an hour ago, was astonishing. "Fast-acting, extra-strength."
"Get her up here," Kai ordered. He'd retreated back to the bed and waited with open arms for his mates to join him. Brock lifted them both off the floor and onto her mattress. The frame creaked and groaned under the weight.
Blame it on the endorphins, but Frannie could not stop laughing at the sounds her bed was making. "I didn't take two lovers into account when I purchased this set."
They were both wrapped around her like sexy vines around a giggling statue. Kai's hand rested casually on her left breast as Brock's draped across her moist center. She felt warm, adored and claimed. She still felt different, like there was constant tingling over her skin, but it was a far cry from the cramping, clenching pain from before.
Still, mating heat was for procreating. "Why do you think this is s
till happening to me?" She didn't finish the "because" or "since" part of that sentence.
Kai took a deep breath and she felt him exhale against her neck. "Is it so horrible?"
There was such a vulnerability to his tone that Frannie tried to move her head to look at him. "It just doesn't make any sense. You have each other. You had each other for years before you even knew I existed. In fact, you two met right about the time I..." First started hooking up with my married professor. Another sentence she couldn't finish.
"Mating is a bond that goes farther than anything. It is the most involuntary, yet voluntary, phenomenon," Brock said.
"Oh yes, thank you, that clears it all up," Frannie replied and Brock tickled her tummy. "No, stop. Tickling makes me crazy. Not good crazy either, more like, where-is-a-sharp-object-so-I-can-kill-you crazy. But really. I can't help but feel like I'm the unnecessary tambourine player in this little band you two have."
"Tambourines are very important," Kai replied, licking and nibbling her neck.
"They aren't." Frannie sat up so she was propped on her elbows but still sandwiched between them. "They are the extra frosting of the music world. No one needs extra frosting. And you two don't need a mate who can't provide you with something you aren't already getting."
"How can you have such a low opinion of your own self-worth?" Brock asked, his voice rumbled through her.
"You are amazing, funny, smart, and beautiful," Kai said.
"You've known me for—oh God—twenty-four hours. You've known me for twenty-four hours! I don't think too fast even begins to cover what is going on here."
Kai growled and grabbed her chin, gently turning her head so that she looked at him directly. "I don't care if I've known you for twenty-four years. I would know what I know now, my wolf would know what he knows now. You are our mate. You belong in our arms, in our bed, and you deserve to be satisfied." He didn't allow any rebuttal as he claimed her mouth, but Frannie didn't have one. She didn't all-the-way believe him though, a worry kept her from getting lost in his kiss.
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