by Jorja Kish
God, she loved this man.
Mackenzie cupped Setti’s smooth jaw, rose to her tiptoes, rubbed her pert nose to his aquiline length, and breathlessly sighed into his mouth as she kissed him sweetly. She pulled back and smiled, her eyes glistening with tears.
“And that is why my heart chose you. You are commanding and ruthless, powerful and fair, but most of all, you love deeply and have the strength of compassion that will grant another the chance for love.”
Setti shakily inhaled and took his time staring into the eyes that beguiled him. He may be all those things Mackenzie said, but she was one of three who gave his entire existence purpose, filling him with a gift of warmth that so few truly had.
Setti smiled, causing his mahogany-haired vixen to round her eyes in surprise. He turned to face the triad of council members and spoke in a commanding voice as he issued the sentence of Alpha Dendrik Quinn.
“Alpha Dendrik Quinn and his bond mates, Thoral Shaw and Shinn Darrx, will not be punished by the law of the Rights of Claiming. I grant them their lives and wish them peace and a life of healing with love to ease the loss of their female bond mate. I can only ask the Gods and the Council to grant them what they need.”
The three council members sat in their high-back chairs before leaning closer together and sharing brief words concerning Setti and Mackenzie’s decision. The raven-haired Hamelin briskly waved away the other two men and leaned slightly forward. His fathomless dark eyes captured Setti’s pale eyes, then travelled to Mackenzie’s bright-pink before he narrowed his and gave a soft command.
“You have spared Alpha Dendrik Quinn and his pod. We will accept this decision on the condition that Alpha Quinn returns to duty as a Pod Leader. He must face his future and prove he wants to live with purpose, and not in the past.”
Hamelin’s intense gaze swerved to the trio who stood on the dais behind Mackenzie and Setti, his voice commanding and stern.
“You have been granted a second chance, Alpha Dendrik Quinn. Abide by this council’s decision and you and your pod may go in peace, but only by your oath and honour that your will return to duty.”
The silence in the room was deafening as all eyes focused on the golden gaze that struggled with inner turmoil. Dendrik closed his eyes, reached out to his mate’s hands, and gently held their palms before he opened his eyes, placed a soft kiss to their knuckles, and nodded his head to the triad.
“I accept the terms and return back to duty, for my mates, for my people and for my future. This promise I will keep for all days.”
“So be it,” the three council members said in unison as they stood and prepared to leave their dais.
Mackenzie stepped completely into Setti’s welcoming and heated arms. She pressed her face in his chest and deeply inhaled, shivering in delight and longing. She turned her head and took her first look at the Alpha who broke her heart as a wave of compassionate struck her to the core.
She saw a broken man fighting to heal, wanting to be the Alpha and mate to his bond mates.
“He looks so sad and lost, Setti. I wish we could do something for him and his mates.”
Setti rubbed his chin on the top of her head and gave her a squeeze, then kissed her soft hair. “We will do what we can to help, but for now, Dendrik needs his mates and a new purpose to pull him out of his grief. When he’s ready, we will help.”
They watched, wrapped in each other’s arms, as Dendrik and his mates were ushered to a side room on the right. A Sentinel stood by their dais and waited patiently for them to descend, his lime-green eyes stoic and grave as he stared across the chamber as duty demanded it.
Setti nuzzled Mackenzie’s silky hair again as his arousal grew with each touch and scent of his woman. “Are you ready to go back home?” he asked.
Mackenzie’s bright smile speared into Setti’s chest and granted him what he needed from her, her unconditional love. Laughing, she hopped into his arms and entwined her arms around his neck and huskily murmured when lust shot through her body as she rubbed her softness against his hardness.
“Take me home and claim me, Setti. I want all my men to claim me and make me yours for all days.”
Chapter 33
“What are we going to do, Braydok?” Keene paced the length of the open living space, rubbing his hands together in frantic motions. He abruptly stopped in the middle of the room and collapsed to his knees.
“We can’t lose them. No, we can’t. There must be something we can do. An appeal?” He rocked, chewing his thumb and leaning against Braydok’s warm, broad chest when his mate gathered him in strong arms.
“I’ve got you, baby. I’ll always get you, no matter what. Setti and Mackenzie will be back.”
“How do you know?” Keene sniffed, holding Braydok close as his six-foot-four lover stood with ease.
“It’s because I know Setti. He won’t let them take our woman from us,” Braydok replied, sauntering to the deep-navy sectional and sitting down.
He cuddled with his distraught mate, feeling his unease and worry seep into Keene’s, but he knew his lover Setti. He had seen what lengths his Alpha would go to keep him and Keene safe. Adding their woman, Setti would be nearly impossible to evade, manipulate or defeat.
“Trust in our mate, Keene. Also trust in your vision of Mackenzie being part of our pod, our family.” He brushed his lips to Keene’s temple and let the cotton-candy scent fill his lungs and ease the tension in his body. His mate’s sugar-sweet scent always made him smile when it wrapped around his body, knowing he tasted just as sweet and gentle.
A hunger rose, heating his blood and hardening his body to that irresistible ache that made his balls heavy and his dick fill with blood. He needed his little mate as he needed all his mates.
“Braydok?” Keene asked, his bright blue eyes darkening, his passion growing.
“I love you, sweet, gentle Keene. I want to hold you forever and taste your lips for eternity and beyond. Kiss me,” he huskily pleaded, his lips hovered over the plush mouth that gave him so much pleasure.
Each smile that graced Keene’s mouth, each twist in mischievous passion, each pout, each snicker and each loving kiss burned in Braydok’s heart.
Their entwined breaths mingled for a fraction before they fell into each other’s kiss. It was perfection in the gentleness and raw passion of the kiss. It was a kiss at the brink of clashing into each other and sweeping them away.
Clearly, Fate knew what she did when she spun their lives together. That was the reason he knew Setti would bring back Mackenzie.
Braydok pressed Keene closer to his chest, draped his lover’s legs over his muscular thighs and opened Keene’s delectable body to his feverish touch. He needed comfort despite his positive thoughts. He needed his mate’s soothing touch that shattered his soul and rebuilt it with love. A love he had in abundance.
Keene softly moaned when Braydok opened his thighs and had him straddling the hard cock that bumped against his ass and made his cock hard from the heady passion that infused him. He leaned back and rocked his lean hips, savouring every shudder that came from his mate. A wicked grin crossed his face. As he nipped Braydok’s lower lip and gently sucked away the tantalizing sting, he knew that his mate hungrier.
“You taste so good. I can’t seem to get enough of you,” Keene mumbled, capturing Braydok’s hot mouth and plunging his tongue deep.
He shivered when his bigger mate growled from the chest, squirming on the cock that jabbed into the crease of his ass, forcing his hole to quiver and pulse with a hunger. He needed the burn of the stretch in his ass, reeling in the sensation of feeling full and taken.
“Please, Braydok,” he begged grinding his ass against the hard shaft.
“He begs so beautifully, doesn’t he, Sheeala?” the whiskey-rich tone of Setti murmured.
Braydok and Keene jerked away, gasping when they turned to their lover’s sexy voice. Keene scrambled off Braydok, causing his mate to flinch, and barely missed jabbing Braydok’s dick w
ith his knees.
Braydok hissed, “Dammit, Keene watch your knees!”
“Oh shit, I’m sorry, baby,” he replied contritely, still leaping into the waiting arms of his alpha.
“You both came back! How—what happened?” he rambled, placing kisses on Setti’s face and blubbering with giggles.
Braydok stood from the sectional, hesitating as he watched his mates reunite until he saw Mackenzie open her arms for him. Braydok’s heart stuttered with relief and was in her arms in his next breath. He sharply inhaled her womanly, luscious scent, which drove him to distraction.
“You cannot leave us again, Mackenzie. Swear it!” he demanded harshly, sealing whatever she was about to say with a searing and dominant kiss.
Mackenzie gasped from the heat of Braydok’s words and the fire that burned from within that fuelled her wanton needs. Their tongues lashed at each other, taking and giving until they had to pull away for breath. She shivered and knew that she was ready for Braydok to claim her, for all her men who made her feel cherished, sexy and loved to claim her. She loved them with her entire being and that frightened her as it overwhelmed her with joy and peace.
“I won’t leave any of you, I swear it,” she promised fiercely.
Braydok’s entire body shook, his heart melted, and the blissful explosion in his soul carried him to paradise. He was still startled and grateful to find Mackenzie wrapped around his body, cushioning his cock in her soft, sweet crevasse that blinded him with desire. His eyes drank in the heavy lids of her passion-drugged gaze before he glanced and sought Setti. Finding his gorgeous alpha ravaging Keene’s wicked, pliable mouth with a fierceness that brewed inside him as well, he moaned and licked his lips, almost feeling the roughness of the kiss against his mouth.
“I love how you ravage his mouth and body, Setti,” Braydok huskily confessed, his desire dripping from his words.
His purple starburst eyes were glassy with hunger when Setti pulled away and directed his glittering, pale eyes that smouldered with need and lust at him just as fiercely.
“Bedroom, now,” Setti ordered in a voice that made everyone moan from the darkly sensual command. “It’s time to claim our woman and entwine us for eternity.”
Mackenzie’s heart soared, and at the same time, it beat frantically in her chest.
Yes, she thought wildly, it’s about time!
Never before, did she feel this free and this ensnared in her life. Her body trembled with anticipation, and knowing the pleasure her men would give her made her cream the silken material gathered between her legs with her feminine juices. She tightened her hold on Braydok’s hip and crushed her dew-dripped pussy against Braydok’s hard, twitching cock.
“Finally. Watching you guys making out have me revved up for some hard loving.”
She giggled and bit onto Braydok’s chest, leaving a slight sting, rewarded with a husky growl and a hard hand clamped on one ass cheek. He squeezed and kneaded the round lushness.
“Soon you’ll have us deep inside you, filling you with our seed, branding you from the inside and claiming you as our life mate,” he whispered, nipping her delicate lobe and sucking the sensitive skin.
“Yes,” begged Mackenzie, shuddering from the erotic pulls of Braydok’s words and hot breath on her skin. “Take me to bed and fuck me, Braydok. I need all of you to fuck me.” She pumped her hips and managed a breathless, sexy growl that matched the approving masculine rumbles that emanated throughout the chamber.
Chapter 34
The bedchamber was dimly lit as accustomed to their needs. The sheer curtains, loose from their holdings on the posts, billowed from a soft current swirling in the room. Braydok slipped through the cloud of silk and laid Mackenzie in the middle of their bed. His hands slid down her arms until they found the spot just above her hipbone and pressed her hips deeper into the bed.
It was a masculine show of dominance as he wedged his knees between her silky legs and forced them to part further. A smile covered his face when he heard a soft moan escape her rosy lips that begged for kisses or fucking.
His eyes glowed raw and passionate while his wide thumbs caressed her lush hips, enjoying her smooth skin and the wafting of her musky, sweet arousal that darkened the flimsy material covering her pussy.
“Soon, I’ll be buried to the hilt in your wet, tight pussy, Sheeala,” he promised hotly.
Mackenzie groaned, whimpering when he leaned away and slid off the bed, slowly undressing with fluid, capable fingers. She wanted those fingers deep inside her pussy, stroking her, stretching her, pleasuring her to the edge of orgasm then shamelessly make her beg when he stopped. Gushing cream slid from her pulsing slit, causing her to moan from the delicious ache that tightened her lower belly and made her thighs shake with tension.
“Stop teasing me, Braydok, and claim me,” she urged, rolling her hips enticingly, a sultry grin on her swollen, rosy lips.
Softly panting, her eyes roamed the emerging chest, smooth and rippled with muscle and strength that made her fingers itch to caress. She sighed appreciatively and licked her bottom lip. Oh yes, she wanted more, so much more. Her gaze wantonly trailed down the corrugated ripples of belly muscles that made her wetter and hungrier before boldly staring at the massive bulge of his trapped cock.
“I’ll claim you, my sweet, when I’m ready.” He gave her a feral grin.
She hissed when it jerked and swelled further for her greedy eyes. Braydok’s lusty growl jerked her eyes away from the magnificent sight and she sighed with abandon. His stunning eyes glittered with a fierceness that made her tremble.
Oh, yes, that’s what I want. I want that hunger to fuck me, to make me scream and ache and scream some more.
A taller shadow hovering behind Braydok brought her passion-drowsy eyes to the hulking frame of Setti, who slipped behind his mate and helped him ease the tunic from his broad shoulders with blunt, wide fingers. Watching Setti touch Braydok sent Mackenzie into a spiralling haze of pleasure, knowing how those thick fingers would feel stroking flesh and penetrating the most intimate crevasses with commanding skill.
Mackenzie hissed from the lust that surged in her, envisioning Setti mounting Braydok and shoving his thick, heavily-veined cock in the slick, tight hole. She soaked the material draping over her pussy and parted her thighs wider to feel her pussy juices slide down the crack of her ass and pool on the silky sheets.
“Yes,” she panted, “touch him, stroke his body.”
Her eyes smouldered darker, deeper when Keene knelt at Braydok’s side and used his slender fingers to unlace the dark breeches and slide the leather material down his lover’s muscular thighs. She groaned when Braydok’s cock jutted out, swaying from the weight, thickening harder as she stared with open appreciation and hunger.
Panting, Mackenzie spread her thighs wider, tearing at the material of her dress and hitching it up, exposing her red, swollen folds dripping with her heat and juices. Wanton and eager to surrender to Braydok, she moaned when Keene’s mouth covered Braydok’s cock in a deep plunge while Setti pinched his lover’s hard, sensitive nipples between his fingers while licking and nibbling the straining, muscled neck.
“The three of you together are so, so beautiful. You make me dizzy with desire,” she whimpered with longing.
She hungrily watched Braydok pleasured by his mates, blushing from her confession, fuelled by the endless possibilities of watching them make love and pleasure each other. She moaned, craving to see them fuck. Mackenzie felt branded by her men already. It made her shudder, eager to be theirs for eternity.
Keene leaned back from sucking Braydok’s cock, popping off the turgid length with a wet slurp, and licked his lips, moaning from his mate’s citrusy taste. He turned to Mackenzie and grinned, watching her writhe on the bed, open, wet and hungry. He tore his beguiled gaze away, looked up at Setti through his long lashes and stared at Setti’s hungry eyes reverently watching Mackenzie. He trembled when his mate growled louder as he pulled away from Braydok an
d whispered in an ear before nipping it hard.
“Take our woman, Braydok. Bind her to us, claim her.”
The sable-haired lover sharply inhaled, eager to obey his alpha as he crawled toward Mackenzie like a predator ready to pounce and feast. He knelt between her spread thighs, roughly grabbed the thin material of her dress, and tore it open exposing, her red-tipped nipples and golden, creamy skin. The tight bush of her dark curls above her pussy had Braydok burying his face, inhaling her scent and moaning from the wetness that coated his chin. He rubbed his chin, savouring the heat and creamy, sweet juices that made his cock harder.
Pulling back, feeling the pressure in his balls and the ache in his dick, he raised her legs higher, opening her wider before placing the wide, flared tip of his pre-cum-glistening head on her slit. His dark gaze was absolute when he shoved inside her tight, welcoming heat and set a pounding pace, filling her with his thickness.
“This is my pussy, baby, mine to take whenever I want, to fill, to fuck, to pleasure,” he panted harshly.
Mackenzie arched her back and shrieked, thrashing her head from the orgasm that blindsided her. Her pussy convulsed, milking the hungry cock that took her beyond the stars and into paradise. Her pleasure grew from his heated promise and she felt the tightening of her inner muscles as another orgasm rushed for release.
“Yes, yes,” she wailed, bucking and squirming her pleasure.
Braydok roared when he plunged as deep as he could inside her heat. He voraciously pumped, eyes slits as he watched her pleasure settle on her beautiful face. His muscles strained as his cock jerked and flooded her insides with his cum. He bucked and gasped, pouring not only his cum but his heart and his soul into his woman.
