Enforcers Embrace [Southern Supernatural Alphas] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Sara Anderson

  Emily agreed with getting Jackson warm. She peeled back the blanket. His eyes were wide open, but his lip trembled. She feared Jackson was too cold to cry.

  “You’ve got to tell her, enforcer. You’re the father of her pup, and she has accepted your domination over her. There is no reason to hide,” a blond-haired man said. He looked at her, and while his face was fierce-looking, his eyes had sympathy in them as well.

  “Knock it off, Trevor,” Logan snarled. “I will tell her, in my time, not yours.”

  “Tell me what?” Emily asked.

  “Who we are and why Jackson is so special.”

  Someone had brought everyone sweatpants and Logan put her down so he could get dressed. He took the black sweatpants and scowled at Trevor. Logan quickly dressed and moved to pick Emily up again.

  “I can walk,” Emily said as her teeth chattered.

  The scowl melted away when Logan turned his attention to Emily, and he kissed her before saying, “You’ve wandered around in the snow enough, pet. You will allow your Master to carry you.”

  Ash winked at her. “If he gets tired, then I will, pretty girl. You’re just going to have to get used to two bossy Masters, love.”

  Emily rested against Logan and felt his heat sinking into her and Jackson. They made it back to a large SUV. Emily saw Derek climb into the driver’s seat. She was thankful when Logan climbed into the back with Emily, and then Ash followed. She wanted to be surrounded by the men she loved.

  “Jackson’s stuff.” Emily pointed toward where she thought her car landed in the darkness.

  Logan shook his head. He kissed her head gently. “It’s all covered in glass and blood. We’ll get him new stuff.”

  “Okay.” Emily was far too tired to argue, even though Jackson was without his car seat. He needed to be looked at and warmed up. That wouldn’t happen out here. “Drive carefully though.”

  Derek winked at her. “I promise to get us all home without any further incident.

  * * * *

  As soon as they got back to their home, Logan lit a fire while Ash started some water for tea. Ash came out with a quilt and pointed at one of the rocking recliners.

  “Sit down and let me cover you up.”

  Emily didn’t know why her thinking was so cloudy that she didn’t do that herself. Nursing Jackson would help him warm up. She pulled up her shirt and was grateful that none of the men in the house even glanced at her.

  Ash tucked her in and gave her a gentle kiss. “You’re safe now. Everyone here would die to protect you and our son.”

  Emily relaxed enough that she drifted off to sleep until she heard more people walking in.

  “Emily,” Ash said as a dark-haired man stood in the doorway. “This is Marcus. He is our boss.” Marcus walked in and smiled at Emily and Jackson. While his face was friendly, there was a dangerous feeling to him. He wasn’t someone that should be messed with.

  “Ash, I think it’s time.”

  Ash nodded solemnly. “We would have told her sooner, but she was frightened of the truth.”

  “I know. We all thought we had time break it to her easier than this. Time’s up. She and Jackson are both in danger and she needs to know why.”

  Emily shied away from what they were saying. She wanted to stare into Jackson’s eyes and forget about everything else but how much she loved her men and baby.

  Ash leaned in and gently took Jackson. “We need to have a talk, pretty girl.” He kissed Jackson as he wrapped him back up in a blanket. Logan walked over to fuss over Jackson as well, and Emily’s heart melted. The love that reflected in both their eyes as they watched Jackson brought tears to her eyes. How could she have ever run off thinking they couldn’t protect him? Jackson was surrounded by warriors who would die to protect him. He was safer here than anywhere else.

  Derek walked in wearing blue jeans and a sweater. A woman with auburn hair was with him, and she hugged Marcus before turning to Emily.

  “Such a sweet baby,” the woman said, as she smiled at Emily. “My name is Anna. Like you, I have two overbearing cavemen.”

  Derek growled at her, and Emily thought she saw a look full of carnal promise pass between them.

  Logan sat Jackson up slightly and patted his back until he burped, which made everyone smile.

  Marcus hung up his cell phone and looked around the room. “Okay, I’ve talked to the healer, and Yerel will be here within an hour. It’s time, Logan. Now, while we’re all here.”

  Anna walked forward. “Emily, would you like me to go and rock Jackson while you all talk?”

  Emily glanced at Logan and Ash. They both nodded. “Sure,” she said, feeling dread at what they were about to say. “Okay.” Logan handed Jackson to Anna.

  “He’s perfect, and so sweet,” Anna said to Jackson as she walked back toward the living area.

  Emily turned to Logan. “What do we need to talk about?”

  “Emily, baby. I’m so sorry I lied to you. I had no choice at first. It’s our law not to reveal ourselves. You did see a few things, but my Alpha”—Logan pointed at the dark-haired man who had come with Anna—“was able to help you forget.”

  Emily wrapped her arms around herself. “What are you talking about? Your Alpha?”

  Logan ran his hands through his hair. “Emily, I’m a lycan.”

  Emily gave Logan a confused look. “You’re a what? Is that like some sort of tribe?”

  “No, not a tribe, pet. We live in packs like wild wolves do. We have an Alpha, who is Marcus. He is in charge of the pack. What he says goes, period. Then there is the beta, who is Derek.”

  Emily cocked her head to the side as she fiddled with the blanket on her lap.

  With a sigh, Logan gazed into her face. “Remember that Ash and I love you, pet. We are your Masters. Whatever else you feel, remember we love you. We’ve never done anything to hurt you. We only gave you our love and wrapped you in pleasure.”

  Emily felt her face flaming, and she looked at the other men who stood around. All of them had serious expressions on their face.

  “Logan. Not here!”

  Logan’s body began to change, much like what she’d already witnessed. Logan’s clothes shredded off his body as if a thousand knives ripped it apart except for some sort of belt around his waist. His nose elongated, and he sprouted tan fur, the exact same color as the huge wolf that had jumped out of the trees earlier.

  Emily shook as blind terror seized her. Logan was one of them? Was he in California, too? Did he hunt her as well to drive her back here? Emily threw the blanket off her lap and headed to get Jackson so she could leave.

  “Easy, love,” Ash said in her ear.

  “Let me go, Ash.” Emily thrashed frantically in Ash’s arms. Somehow she had to get Jackson and run.

  “I’m afraid I can’t do that.” Ash tightened his grip on her. She couldn’t break free, and she looked at some of the others standing around.

  “Help me!”

  Emily almost breathed a sigh of relief when several of them stepped forward. They were bigger than Logan, and he wouldn’t be able to stop her from leaving if they didn’t let him. Would they actually help her? Maybe she’d even get a ride back to Gram’s place.

  Ash growled at the men, and they stopped in their tracks. “You all saw her willingly accept our claim on her. Do not interfere!”

  “Don’t listen to him. I did not accept them.” The words that came out of her mouth sounded awful to her own ears, but all she could think about were the dogs that had chased her. Had she landed right into their trap?

  Ash leaned in. “Be careful, love. The help you believe you are getting is not what you think. You are the mother to a lycan pup. They mean to fight us for the rights to claim you as their own.”

  Emily froze in Ash’s arms. When her eyes met the men who had come forward, she didn’t miss the lust burning in their eyes.

  “They wouldn’t!”

  Ash brushed his lips against her ear. Despite her fear and an
ger, her arousal burned for Ash.

  “They would. They are from another territory and stayed here at the lodge while visiting our pack. They were forced to listen to you and Logan, and know how well you accept domination.”

  Emily shook her head and met their gaze. “Never mind.”

  Ash’s hands moved up her leg and stroked the elastic of her panties before he slipped them against her warm pussy. Emily felt her face flaming as his fingers dipped into her slick folds. “I never wanted to claim you like this, Emily. It’s the only way to be sure the other enforcers leave us alone though.” Ash nuzzled her face with his chin. “Logan and I wanted to wait a little longer, but you’re in danger, not only from the vampire, but from another pack thinking they can claim you. You belong to Logan and me, our pack. You are ours. Lycan packs are very sexual, and the males are all dominant. To have a mate like you is a treasure. They will fight for you if you do not submit to me publicly right now.”

  Emily closed her eyes as Ash stroked over her clit and left her burning with need. Her knees felt weak, but Ash pulled her closer to him and held her up as he stroked.

  “Do you willingly accept me, or would you rather have one of them finish for me?”

  “No.” Emily tried to wiggle so Ash would touch her just right. She no longer cared that she had an audience. She just wanted ease the ache in her pussy. “I want you, Ash. Please.

  Ash covered his lips over hers as he pressed into her clip. Emily whimpered as Ash pushed a thick finger into her and then swirled it around her throbbing clit. He continued several more times before her pussy clamped down and her nectar coated his finger.

  Ash suddenly pulled his hands free. Emily opened her eyes with a whimper to see Logan was still a dog and the other men were all waiting to see what would happen. Ash sucked his fingers into his mouth. “Now, last chance, do you want a stranger touching you, or Logan and I?”

  “No strangers,” Emily said as she started to shake. “Only you and Logan.”

  Logan’s body shifted and contorted until he stood before her naked. One of the men tossed him some shorts and a T-shirt. Emily watched as he dressed and walked toward her.

  Emily moved her gaze to the floor as Logan walked closer. Would he be angry? Ash had made her come in front of their friends. What if they disapproved and thought she was some sort of player?

  Logan raised her chin to make her look him in the eye. “Em, I am so sorry that I had to show you this way. This is not how I wanted to do this, and now you understand why I had to keep secrets.”

  Emily was speechless as she stared at Logan. He was apologizing to her? She glanced at Ash, and he had a gentle look to his face as he watched them. She loved them so much, and through her shock, she felt relieved that they just turned into dogs. She’d begun to fear he was some sort of criminal.

  “So, you’re a dog? Both of you?” It sounded crazy to her own ears to hear that out loud, but there was no denying it.

  “Please,” Logan said with a wince. “I’m a lycan, not a dog.”

  “Lycan? Were those other do—um were they lycans, too?”

  “No,” Logan said with a glint in his eyes. “Those were coyotes. They are a twitchy race of supernaturals. Some packs are quiet and just do their own thing, and others are violent and power hungry. This pack here is a rogue pack, which makes them even more dangerous. They’re working with the bloodsuckers now, it seems.”

  “Bloodsuckers?”

  “Vampires,” Ash said. “We could have kept this up longer, but you are now a target for the coyotes and vampires that wish to start a war with us.” Logan pulled Emily to him and Ash had her back.

  Logan kissed her neck. “You are the mother to my pup. You still carry some lycan scent and Jackson really smells of me.”

  “You can smell that he’s yours?”

  Logan nodded. “I knew the moment you pulled that blanket off that he was mine. Emily, that was so dangerous of you to run off. If any supernatural had scented him, they could have attacked you. Taken you to do horrible things to you and Jackson, just to get to me.”

  “Okay. I won’t run again,” Emily whispered. “Can I just go to Gram’s now and get some space to think?”

  Emily felt both Logan and Ash stiffen. “No. You will not be going anywhere without several enforcers guarding you. We tried that once and look what happened. You will do exactly as we say.”

  Emily glanced up at Logan. She shouldn’t push him but a part of her thought he didn’t have any right to just take over her life.

  “And if I don’t?” She had no idea why she was being defiant. They were right; she’d gone off to Gram’s house and had been attacked.

  Logan ran his hands through her hair before making a fist. Her hair pulled just enough that the sting went straight to her clit.

  Emily tried to back up a step and found herself surrounded by angry lycan males. Ash held her body still, while Logan tightened his grip in her hair.

  “If you do not do exactly as I tell you, Emily”—Logan’s eyes flashed yellow as he towered over her, and Emily swallowed the “holy shit” that nearly came out—“you will be punished. I can tie you to my bed and keep your mind and body occupied.”

  “Just because we have a child and have since made up doesn’t mean you rule me, Logan.” Emily wanted to slap her hand over her mouth. Whatever happened to that part of her that smiled and nodded when Logan got all caveman with her? It must be the shock that was making her so reckless.

  Logan let go of her hair, and his calloused fingers stroked down her cheek to her cleavage. “Actually, yes I do. I told you this isn’t how I wanted to do this, but today’s events have changed things. I am the chief enforcer for this pack and third-in-command under Marcus and Derek. I do rule you. If you disobey me, I will punish you as I see fit, pet.”

  Emily’s pussy started throbbing, and she felt herself nearly melting into Logan. This was crazy. She should be pissed off at Logan and Ash, not ready to jump them for sex.

  Ash’s hands had worked their way back into her panties, and he pushed his thick digit inside her slick channel.

  “She is about ready to come just from your little speech, Logan.”

  Logan’s grin was predatory, and he brushed his lips across hers. “I will punish you, and you will scream for me the entire time because you like it.”

  Emily’s hands fisted into Logan’s shirt. Panic warred with the waves of ecstasy that were growing. Ash’s fingers stroked in and out of her, and his thumb brushed her clit.

  Logan pinched her nipple through her shirt, and she shattered. She bit her lower lip as she held in her moan of pleasure. The humiliation of being on display as they made her come only strengthened the orgasm coursing through her.

  Logan’s eyes were only inches from hers. “You’re mine, Emily. Mine and Ash’s. We will never let you run away from us again. If you ever try to leave again, we will find you and restrain you with your legs spread wide. Do you remember forced orgasms?”

  Oh god, did she ever. She could come again just thinking about the times Logan had forced her to come even when she was sure her body was driven past exhaustion. Emily nodded while fighting back a whimper.

  “We can make it last all night long.”

  Once Emily came down from her orgasm, she felt more like herself and calmed down. “I promise, I won’t run and I will do what you say.”

  Everything in the room vanished as she stared into Logan’s eyes. The pull she felt to him was nearly overwhelming, and she had a desire to bite him. The spell broke when someone yelled, “They dared to come onto our pack lands and try to take one of our females! If those coyote bastards want a war, we’ll give them a fucking war!” Trevor hit the brick wall with a loud crack. “Why are we hiding here like frightened pups? Let’s go and tear those coyote bastards to pieces for daring to touch one of our pack.”

  “Trevor,” Derek said with a firm hand on his shoulder. “We are staying here despite the circumstances. Do you really want to leav
e at this moment, and seek revenge, now?” Derek glanced over to Emily, and she had the feeling something big was about to happen, and it involved her. “We need to take care of Emily first, and then we will discuss the coyote attack on our pack lands.”

  Everyone in the house seemed tense as if they couldn’t stand to just wait. She wondered if they were waiting on the sheriff. One of the men she barely knew as one of Logan’s friends came in.

  Emily’s day brightened when Anna walked in carrying Jackson. “There’s my sweet boy!” Emily held her hands out eager to have her baby in her arms once again.

  “He’s such a good baby. Feel free to ask me anytime to watch him if you want adult time,” Anna said with a smile.

  “Thank you.” Emily leaned down to sniff Jackson’s head. He had the sweetest smell that she couldn’t get enough of. Jackson began rooting around for some food, so Emily lifted her shirt for him to latch on.

  “Yerel is on his way to look over Emily and the baby,”

  Marcus announced. “He said give him about fifteen minutes, and he’s got his apprentice, Garrett, with him.”

  “Great. I will feel better once they have had a good exam,” Logan said as Emily sat down to rock Jackson while he nursed. If he had been cold, he was warm now and intent on supper.

  Emily closed her eyes and drifted to sleep, but then roused back awake when she heard the front door close. A group of men Emily didn’t recognize walked in with a man in earth-colored clothing. His eyes had the strangest color she’d ever seen. One was a large man with blond hair, and the other was much older with gray and silver hair.

  “She’s feeding Jackson. Can Yerel wait a minute?” Ash asked in a quiet voice.

  “Ash, after everything Marcus relayed to me and what you’ve said, Yerel wants to see Emily now.”

  “Who is that?” Emily asked Logan with a whisper.

  Logan reached down and picked Emily up, blanket and all. “That is Garrett, an enforcer and the healer’s apprentice. The older one is Yerel, our healer. I will tell you anything you want to know later, pet. Right now we must be sure you and Jackson are okay.”

  Emily couldn’t stop shaking as Logan lowered her to the bed. She held on to Logan’s hand and glanced over at Ash. They both hovered over her worriedly.