The Alpha's Legacy, An MMF Erotic Romance (The Stonewall Pack Alpha Series)

by Conall, Tabitha

  He couldn’t think straight. “I came to talk to Jake about Ted Seabolt.”

  The faces around him hardened, every one of them.

  “What’s he done now?” Deirdre said.

  “I shouldn’t say.” He shouldn’t have said anything at all.

  “He knows where Ted is,” Jake said. “I need to convince him to hand Ted over.”

  Fiona put her hand over his where it sat on her leg. “Why wouldn’t you turn him over?”

  “It’s complicated.” Caleb didn’t want to get into this now, but it seemed like they had all become bulldozers. No doubt this is what Jake had hoped for.

  “He molested my mother,” Fiona said.

  Rage swept over him, his hand tightening on her thigh. Jake had said the mother of one of his sisters-in-law had been molested but he hadn’t connected that with his mate. His mate.

  Grady glared at Caleb. “Hand him over.”

  “I want nothing more,” Caleb said. “But it isn’t that easy.”

  Grady leaned forward. “What’s hard about it?”

  Fiona put her hand on Grady’s chest, pushing him back. “Let Caleb explain.”

  Caleb’s brain processed what he saw faster than his mind. That they knew each other well, yes, and in spite of that—or because of that—Grady had done what she’d told him. Which meant, unless he was very mistaken, Fiona was more alpha than Grady. He didn’t ever remember seeing mates where the female wasn’t the least alpha of the three. When a female was a strong alpha herself, she usually ended up mated to a pack Alpha and another strong alpha male, both stronger than her.

  He’d waited too long to respond. The already hardened faces were turning angry. So he briefly explained what he’d already told Jake about the town, about the kind of people who lived there and how much damage it would do if they took Ted without at least holding a trial.

  “We know what he did,” Fiona said. “What point is there in a trial? Pack law says—”

  “Pack law has allowed nearly every resident of my town to be oppressed, beaten down, stepped on, and worse,” Caleb said. “We don’t follow pack law in Lunaville.”

  Fiona’s eyes had gotten a little wide. “No pack law?”

  “We make our own law. It’s quite similar to U.S. law. And that’s a good thing. But it means we can’t hand Ted over without a trial.” Caleb squeezed her leg, glad she hadn’t pushed his hand away. “It sounds like the evidence is really strong. There shouldn’t be any problem convincing the town to give him up. Especially after what happened to Amy.”

  He went on to explain about the little girl who’d accused Ted. By the time he’d finished, one of Fiona’s sisters, Maeve, had tears running down her face. She must be the one he’d molested.

  “That poor little girl,” Maeve said. One of the men sitting beside her pulled her into his arms.

  Shit. This was not his day. “I’m sorry,” Caleb said. “I didn’t tell you that to upset you. I just wanted you to understand that I want Ted Seabolt out of my town as badly as you want me to hand him over. I just need to do this the right way, so it doesn’t make things worse rather than better.”

  “Explain again how handing over a scumbag could make things worse?” said the man holding Maeve.

  “Over and over, I’ve had packs come to me asking me to hand over some wolf who came to Lunaville asking for refuge. I always consider it but up until now I’ve always found that the wolf was in the right, and the pack wanted to cause them harm. We pretty much have a policy of not handing wolves over for that very reason. When wolves come to us for sanctuary, we owe them exactly that. So if we hand over Ted without at least giving him a trial, it will destroy the faith our wolves have in us. They won’t trust the sanctuary we offer them. The whole purpose of Lunaville will be lost.”

  “I’m not convinced,” the other man said.

  ***

  While Nate traded words with Caleb, Fiona swung between rage and extreme horniness. And the horniness was winning.

  Especially since what Caleb said made sense. And this town of his seemed to mean a lot to him. More than just a place to live, he believed in it. She respected that. Her mother had waited decades for justice. Waiting a while longer so they could put on Caleb’s trial wouldn’t be the end of the world.

  Which was good, because Fiona was having trouble thinking about anything other than getting her mates back to a hotel room. Any hotel room. Or the backseat of a car. Or a dimly-lit corner. It really didn’t matter.

  She threaded her fingers through Caleb’s with one hand and took Grady’s hand with her other.

  Caleb was still talking with Damian. “All I can do is promise that we’ll make it as speedy as possible,” Caleb said.

  This had to end. They hadn’t even ordered their food yet. Fiona couldn’t think about anything but sex, and her family was raking her new mate across the coals. She stood, and everyone fell silent.

  “I don’t know about Grady or Caleb, but I need to…” Now that the words were coming out of her mouth, she realized how inappropriate they’d all think it if she finished the sentence with 'go make love to my mates.’

  Apparently her silence tipped everyone off. Several of her new family members laughed.

  “Go,” Jake said. “We’ll catch up with you all later.”

  Fiona tugged on Caleb and Grady’s hands, not letting them go until she had to in order to wind through the tables full of people. Once they reached the street, she turned toward Caleb. “We have a car—”

  He didn’t let her finish, just pulled her into his arms and kissed her. Her forehead bumped against the brim of his cowboy hat. His hands rubbed up and down her back, holding her tight and trying to pull her even closer.

  Grady cleared his throat.

  Caleb pulled back, just far enough to speak. “Thank you. I was having trouble stringing a sentence together.”

  She squeezed him tighter. “Me too. A thought, I mean. Can’t think straight.”

  Grady cleared his throat again. “Fiona.”

  What was up with him? Why didn’t he join them? She didn’t move except to put her hand out in Grady’s direction. “Come here.”

  He didn’t move. “I’ll just go get the car.” He had an odd look on his face.

  Fiona stretched her arm toward him. “Come here.”

  Grady moved close enough so she could grab his arm and pull him in. He let her hold him but stopped before he touched Caleb.

  “This is a big day for us. This is the day we start our lives together.” She hugged Grady with one arm. “I’m so happy.”

  “Me, too.” Grady kissed her temple.

  He still looked far too serious. She didn’t know what to do to cheer him up. Hell, she didn’t know why he wasn’t ecstatic. “Let’s go get the car together.” She hooked arms with both of her mates, letting Grady lead the way since he’d been the one who parked. “Do you have a car with you?” she asked Caleb.

  “I took a taxi from the airport.”

  ***

  Even the sound of Caleb’s voice grated on Grady’s nerves. The thing he didn’t understand was how he could detest the guy so much, hate it every time he touched Fiona, and yet want him with a passion that nearly overwhelmed him.

  Grady knew it wasn’t supposed to be like this. Mates weren’t supposed to be jealous of each other. They were supposed to love each other, support each other, and fuck like crazy. All he wanted to do was put the guy on the next plane back to cowboy-ville. Then he and Fiona would be together.

  Except…they’d be together just as soon as their leave was over. They’d go back to Germany and Caleb would go back to where he came from and Grady would have her all to himself.

  For the first time since setting eyes on Caleb, Grady smiled.

  Fiona squeezed his arm. “That’s better.”

  A few minutes later, as Grady drove them to the hotel, he decided he needed to focus on his attraction. In mere minutes, the three of them would be naked together, and he had to be
able to have sex with the guy even if he had mixed feelings. Very mixed feelings.

  Maybe it would work better if he focused on Fiona. She sat beside him in the front seat, sitting sideways so she could face both men. She’d been filling Caleb in on her family history and how their friend Liam had come down here with a PI to find her sisters, only to discover their mate. Grady had heard the story enough times to know it by heart. It was one of Fiona’s favorites.

  “So this is the first time I’ve met them,” she said. “This morning, I mean. Then the whole group came over here for lunch and voilá.” She spread her hands.

  “Why did you have to use a private investigator to find your family?” Caleb said from the backseat.

  And the cowboy stepped in it again.

  Grady must have made a noise because Fiona gave him a sharp look. “Mom always refused to tell me anything about my dad,” Fiona said. “A few months ago, I finally got her to tell me his name, but she wouldn’t tell me anything else about him. So I hired Gavin to track him down.”

  Cowboy reached between the seats and twined his fingers with Fiona’s. “What was she afraid of?”

  “I’m not sure,” Fiona said. “When I was a kid, she was afraid my dad would try to take me back to Stonewall and that their Alpha might do something to me. But by the time I was an adult—I don’t know. Maybe she just didn’t want to face it. If my dad had been alive when I found him, I’m sure he would have been pissed she didn’t tell him about me.”

  After a few seconds of silence, Cowboy said, “So you and Grady know each other pretty well.”

  Chapter 3

  “Best friends,” Grady said.

  “With Liam,” Fiona said. “The three of us are tight. Although Liam’s pulled away a little since he found his mates.”

  Grady pulled into the hotel parking lot. “We’re here.” As though they couldn’t see that for themselves.

  His hard-on was killing him, but he still felt angry, more interested in fighting with Cowboy than with fucking him.

  As soon as the car stopped, Fiona and Cowboy jumped out. Grady locked the car up and followed them inside, more slowly. As he turned into the hallway where his and Fiona’s rooms were, Cowboy had Fiona pushed up against the wall and was practically dry-humping her.

  How could she let him touch her?

  Grady turned around so he wouldn’t have to see it. He had to get a grip on himself. What the hell was wrong with him? He’d never felt so jealous, bitter, angry before in his life. He turned to face them again.

  “What are you waiting for?” Fiona said. She had her hand stretched toward Grady. “Join us.”

  He walked the few steps and slipped his hand into Fiona’s. He’d get control of himself. He would.

  ***

  Fiona pulled her two men into her room. She didn’t think she’d ever been so turned on in her life. And the two of them…oh, how lucky she’d gotten with her mates. She’d loved Grady for years. She could finally admit it. And Caleb sparked that same feeling in her that she’d always felt with Grady. More than a lover, more than a friend, just more.

  Once the door swung shut, she twined her arms around Grady’s neck and pulled him down for a kiss. He held her tight, his fingers digging into the muscles of her back before moving lower to squeeze her ass.

  Her pussy exploded in a rush of liquid heat. As her own hands roamed over Grady’s shoulders and muscular arms, Caleb brushed her hair off the side of her neck and laid kisses from her ear to her shoulder.

  Grady came up for air and as soon as their lips parted, Caleb pulled her around into another kiss. This time she hugged him around his waist so she had full access to the tight buns in his Wranglers. Behind her, Grady tugged on the bottom of her shirt. Caleb released her only long enough for Grady to pull it over her head.

  The feel of her mates’ hands on her bare skin nearly drove her mad. She wanted to bite them both, now. No waiting, no foreplay, just straight to the bonding. And she’d have done it, too, except bonding was like losing your virginity—you could only do it once. She didn’t want to screw it up just because she felt impatient.

  Instead, she pulled Caleb’s shirt out of his jeans. He helped her and once they had it free he yanked it over his head and dropped it on the floor.

  “Whoa, mama,” Fiona said.

  Caleb laughed. “What?”

  “Look at those muscles. Are you seeing this, Grady? Our mate is beautiful.”

  Caleb held her shoulders and looked her up and down. “You’re the one who’s beautiful. You’re my perfect woman, strong and curvy.”

  Grady’s hands slipped around her from behind to cup her breasts. “I agree. They’re just the right size for my hands.”

  The feel of him kneading her breasts made Fiona moan.

  Grady ran the tip of his tongue along her throat. “Can’t wait to bite you,” he said.

  “Me either.” Caleb dropped to his knees and got to work unbuttoning and unzipping her pants. He pushed her pants down her legs slowly, his hands skimming along her bare flesh.

  Fiona put one hand on the top of Caleb’s head, while the other reached back to touch Grady’s cheek. A thrill ran through her as she remembered yet again that this wasn’t temporary. She could keep these two men for the rest of her life.

  Caleb helped her step out of her pants then he lifted up on his knees, face to face with her panties. “To take them off or not to take them off. That is the question.”

  “Take them off,” Grady rasped. He fumbled with the clasp of her bra.

  Caleb’s hands skimmed over Fiona’s hips. Just when she thought he’d yank her panties down her legs, he leaned in close and licked her clit right through the cloth.

  Fiona gasped.

  After a few more licks, Caleb oh-so-gently bit her clit, just enough to send a flood of sensations through her body. Good God, if he didn’t stop, she’d come right here in her underwear.

  Grabbing Caleb’s head with both hands, she pulled him even closer. He sucked her clit through her panties. When her legs started to shake, he wrapped his arms around them, giving her the support she needed to continue standing.

  At the same time, Grady peeled her bra off of her and tossed it to the floor. He then returned to squeezing her breasts, this time pulling on the nipples. Little shots of pleasure traveled from her nipples to her clit and back again.

  Her knees gave even more. She tipped her head back to rest against Grady’s chest. “I’m gonna come,” she whispered.

  “Good,” Grady said. He ran his teeth over her shoulder.

  She wished he’d just bite her already. Then Caleb’s mouth tugged on her clit and Fiona tumbled into a shaking quivering mass, her legs like Jell-O.

  Caleb and Grady held her up, continuing to play her body like expert gamers while she rolled through the orgasm. When it finally finished, she carefully put weight back on her legs.

  “Let’s move to the bed.” Her voice sounded husky.

  As soon as the two men released her, Fiona stepped out of her damp underwear and sat on the edge of the bed. She shook her finger at both of them when they tried to join her. “Clothes off.”

  They ripped their clothes off while she watched. She mostly watched Caleb. Grady didn’t know, but she’d snuck looks at him whenever the opportunity presented itself. So while she’d never gotten the chance to explore his body, it wasn’t new to her.

  That didn’t mean he wasn’t everything she’d ever wanted. She’d had to lock her desire for Grady away in a distant corner of her mind all this time, not recognizing his strong shoulders, his muscled forearms or his warm brown eyes. She’d told herself over and over that Grady was just a friend and closed her eyes to all the things about him that she loved. She’d done that for years. So no, Grady wasn’t new.

  Caleb was new. He had the muscles all werewolves did, but his were chiseled. When he shucked off his pants, she realized his legs turned her on even more than his chest, the long muscles leading up to what she knew was a f
an-tastic ass.

  Too soon, both men were naked and crawling onto the bed beside her. “Next time, I’m going to want a strip tease,” Fiona said.

  “Isn’t it usually the man who wants a strip tease?” Caleb said.

  “Fiona’s not most women,” Grady said.

  Caleb grinned. “I’ve noticed.”

  Soon all three of them lay on the bed, Fiona in the middle with a man on either side. Grady captured her cheek and pulled her in for a kiss while Caleb touched and rubbed every inch of skin he could reach.

  Fiona ran her fingers across the tiny hairs of Grady’s buzz-cut while they kissed. She loved the way it felt against her skin. At the same time, Caleb pushed her onto her side, almost toppling Grady backwards so Fiona lay on top of him. Then Caleb parted her cheeks and licked her.

  With a gasp, Fiona pulled away from Grady. “What are you doing?”

  Caleb put his hand on her back and held her in place. He stopped only long enough to say, “Do you like it?”

  “Yes.” Her voice sounded breathy even to her own ears. And she liked it far too much that Caleb could so easily keep her from moving with just his hand.

  Grady pulled her back into a kiss. His hand trailed down the front of her body to burrow between them. His fingers slipped over her clit before plunging into her pussy. He moaned, long and low. “I’ve wanted this so long.”

  “Me, too,” she said.

  Then the combination of Caleb’s tongue and Grady’s fingers pushed her into another orgasm, this one ripping through her and leaving her boneless.

  When Caleb retreated, Grady pushed her onto her back and rolled on top of her. “It’s time,” Grady said.

  Suddenly, she didn’t want it to be over. “I want to go down on you.”

  “Later. I can’t wait any longer.” He gazed into her eyes as he slid inside her.

  Caleb rolled up next to them and put one hand on Grady’s back, the other on Fiona’s shoulder. A feeling of coming home swept over her, just as it had the other times all three of them had touched skin-to-skin.

  Grady shot Caleb a look, then focused on Fiona’s face. “I love you.”