by Maren Smith
His words froze me in place. What?
“We’ll provide you with a home, and I can offer you work, if you’d like it. Know though, that you’ll be taken care of.”
“I don’t take charity,” she said, her back bristling as if her she-wolf had spoken.
“No, ma’am,” he continued. “But we know how important it would be to Shelby to have you near. And of course, to your grandpups.”
“Grandpups!” My mom whirled, her face lighting up as she looked at me. Oh, he’d said the magic words. How had he known she was baby crazy? “Nothing would make me happier!”
All at once, everything heavy became light. Like one of those moments when the gray clouds parted and sun came shining down. Going to Wyoming with my mates suddenly took on a completely different hue. Like Mom had said, it wasn’t Siberia. She had nothing holding her here.
“Really?” I asked, stunned by the whiplash-like turn of events… and my emotions. I’d gone from despondent to hopeful in seconds. “You’ll come with me to Wyoming?” I turned to Gibson. “And that’s okay? I don’t have a job and—”
Gibson scoffed. “You offend me, kitten. Of course Marne will join our pack. We’ll support you both.”
“I don’t want to be a kept woman,” I said, and Mom laughed.
“Yes, you do,” she countered. “Let them take care of you. Besides, you’re mating an alpha, which means your job is to help the entire pack. It’s something you’ve been doing around here for years. Not just me but everyone in the pack.”
Mom was right. I did take care of everyone. I looked to Mom, though. “I won’t be beholden to a mate. After what Dad did—”
“Dad was a dumbass,” Mom said, cutting me off. She set her hands on her hips and narrowed her eyes. “He left us, but honey, these two want you. I mean, your name is tattooed on his arm.”
“And my back,” Ben added.
“Don’t deny yourself or them a mating that you all desperately want because of your father,” she continued. “It would mean he wins… and he’s a loser.”
I laughed through my tears. He was a dumbass and a loser.
“Kept woman?” Gibson asked. “Not kept. Held. Cherished.”
“Protected. Loved,” Ben added.
“You are our top priority. Always.” Gibson wrapped his arms around me from behind and tugged me against him. “Your job,” he murmured against my ear, “besides being the alpha’s mate, will be to look pretty in our bed.”
Both men growled low, and my she-wolf preened at the naughty idea.
My mom bustled inside, pretending not to hear anything.
“And maybe to give us some of those private dances,” Ben suggested in a whisper. “With the plaid skirt?” He waggled his brows, and I soaked my panties, remembering the last dance I’d given them. The one that had quickly turned into a spanking over both their knees.
“And bear our pups,” Gib added, his eyes flashing amber. “Fuck this. I can’t wait any longer.” In a flash, I found myself over Gib’s shoulder. “Marne, we can’t stay!” he called out as he tromped toward their truck. “We’ll make plans later.”
I heard my mom’s laughter and her calling something out to us, but I couldn’t focus. All I could think about was being claimed by my two mates.
This was it. I had my mates. They wanted me… and my mom. All of them were right. My dad was in my past, and I couldn’t hold onto that any longer. Gibson and Ben were my future.
Starting right now.
Ben settled behind the wheel as Gibson dropped me onto the passenger seat and slid in beside me, so I was nestled between them. The moment we were in, he buckled my seat belt then slid his hand down to firmly cup my mons, the other beneath my shirt to pinch my nipple.
“You’ve got a spanking coming, kitten,” Ben growled as Gibson kept touching me.
The truck bounced along the road, faster than probably necessary.
I squirmed, trying to get more friction against my clit. “I-I do? What for?”
Gibson bit my neck. Not with wolf teeth, just a human nip that left me breathless and flushed with heat. “Pushing us away. Not telling us what you needed. Making me beg.”
I laughed, but it came out a gasp as he tugged on a nipple. “I haven’t heard you beg yet.”
“It was a silent begging,” he deadpanned. “Alpha-daddies don’t beg out loud.”
I reached between my legs, trying to encourage him to use the fingers he had pressed against my lady-bits, but instead he slapped my pussy. “You need me to spank you here first?”
My muscles clenched, stomach quivered. I writhed between them. I’d never been so grateful my place wasn’t far from my mom’s in my life.
I seriously feared I would die if I didn’t get both these men inside me as soon as possible.
“Hmm?” Gibson slapped my pussy again. “You want me to turn your pretty little pussy pink before I fuck it?”
“Yes!” I admitted on a gasp. “Yes, please!”
“Now who’s begging?” Gibson rumbled. “Let me hear a please, Daddy.”
Thankfully, Ben pulled in front of my house. “You two are lucky I didn’t crash the fucking truck,” he growled as he undid my safety belt. His wolf shone in his eyes.
I was sure mine did, too. “Please, please, please, wolf-daddies.” I threw my arms around Gibson’s neck to hold on as he lunged out of the truck and carried me swiftly to the door.
I managed to dig my keys out of my pocket on the way, so I could unlock it the moment we arrived, and Gibson could kick open the door.
“You’ve got three seconds to strip, babygirl,” Gibson commanded the moment my feet touched the floor.
I scrambled to obey, throwing my t-shirt off and shucking the jeans and sandals.
“Too slow.” Ben tossed me over his shoulder and carried me to the futon where he lowered me on my back. “These should be off by now.” He yanked down my panties then flipped me over and arranged me on my hands and knees. He slapped my ass hard once then undid the back of my bra. I quickly shook it down my arms as he slapped my ass again.
“Bad girl,” Ben growled in his deep, sexy voice, spanking me fast and hard. “When Daddy says clothes off, I need them off fast.”
My pussy clenched at the dirty talk. I held still for it, loving every punishing swat. The sting morphed into heat… everywhere. After a dozen or so, he lifted and turned me to face the side of the bed, where Gibson had dropped to his knees.
“You’d better suck off your alpha daddy or he’s going to destroy you with that boner you gave him in the truck.”
Gibson helped me by unbuttoning his jeans and freeing his erection. Without using my hands, I opened my mouth and took in his swollen, purpled head, sucking off the salty drop of pre-cum. “That’s right,” he crooned, pulling my hair away from my face. “Show me you’re a good girl. Suck daddy’s cock.”
Oh hell, yes. They’d said they wanted to take care of me, and I felt it now. This was kink, hell yes, but it was more, too. It was what I’d been missing, the knowing that they would always be mine. I didn’t need their tattoos as proof. Not any longer.
Gibson’s dirty talk made me crazy, and the need to please him—please both my dirty daddies—had me bobbing eagerly over his length, hollowing my cheeks out to suck as hard as I could.
Ben continued to pepper my ass with hard spanks, then he pushed my knees wider and delivered five stinging spanks to my pussy.
I moaned around Gibson’s length, and he tugged on my hair to pull me off him. Through my lashes, I looked up at him, my pussy tingling from more than the spanking.
Gibson’s mouth was pressed into a thin line, and the tendons in his neck were taut. He was holding himself back, and I didn’t want that any longer. I looked to Ben who was shucking his clothes.
Kneeling between them, I put my finger to my mouth, licked it then ran it down the center of my body to cup my pussy. With my other hand, I reached back and set my palm against my ass, my middle finger dipping into th
e seam. “Fuck me, daddies. Make me yours.”
Both growled, low and deep, and I thought I was going to be pounced on, but Ben climbed onto the bed with me, pulled me into his arms and kissed me. His hands roamed my body, but others joined. Two sets touched me. Caressed me. Played with my breasts, teased my pussy. They learned every inch of me until Ben was holding me up, that their touches were too much and not enough all at the same time.
“Please,” I panted.
“No more condoms,” Ben said, his voice ragged. I looked into his dark eyes, saw every promise they’d spoken aloud.
“No more condoms,” Gibson repeated, kissing along the line of my neck. “Our bites on your neck, our cum in your pussy.”
That had to be the hottest thing I’d ever heard, and I whimpered. “Make me yours.”
“Remember, kitten. We claim our mate at the same time,” Gibson said. “I get your pussy.”
“And I get your ass,” Ben added. “You’ll get both our dicks and our teeth.”
I was so turned on. Impossibly so. I’d never even considered taking two guys at the same time before, but now, it was the only thing I could think about. I needed it. Them. Both of them claiming me at once. As if I were what put us together, made us a family. A trio that could never be torn apart.
“Please,” I begged.
“Such a pretty sound.” Gibson dropped onto the bed, his head on the pillow. I hadn’t even noticed when he’d taken off his clothes, but he was so strong, so potent with his dick sticking straight up as he laid there.
I licked my lips, the taste of him still on my tongue. I wanted him back in my mouth, but I wanted him in my pussy more. Bare.
He curled a finger. “Crawl up to me, little cowgirl. Climb on and take my dick for a ride.”
I didn’t need to be told twice, moving so I straddled his lean hips. Rising up, I got him beneath me then shifted, so the flared crown was notched at my entrance, and I lowered down.
“Fuck, I love watching you take him.” Ben slid his hand over my ass, as if he couldn’t resist.
I took all of Gibson then set my hands on his chest and began to ride him, lifting and lowering, following my pleasure. They let me drive for I didn’t know how long, but then, Gibson hooked a hand behind my neck and pulled me down for a kiss. My breasts pressed into his chest, and he widened his legs, spreading mine wider and wider.
The bed dipped as Ben moved into the space. I heard a lid flip open right before the cool drizzle of lube slid over my back entrance. Where that had come from, I had no idea. Their truck maybe? They were that prepared to take me. “My finger first, kitten,” Ben murmured, and he began to play. Just as he said, his fingertip circled the lubricant around my back entrance then began to work it inside. I moaned against Gibson’s lips as Ben slipped inside. Only slightly at first, but with more and more lube, deeper.
I couldn’t move with Ben’s finger in me and Gibson holding me to him, but he pushed up and into me in small thrusts. The combination had me lifting my head and panting.
“Another finger,” Ben said although I knew that was the case by feel alone.
I stilled then panted. Gibson stopped moving, but kissed along my neck, my shoulder, as if prepping the spot for his teeth.
Time passed as Ben prepared me. It felt different and intense but good. I had no idea it would feel so good. I’d been missing out. Not just on this kind of pleasure but my mates as well.
I’d have this with them for the rest of my life.
“I’m ready,” I panted. “Please. I need it.”
I did. I needed Ben right there with us. Without him, I felt empty.
Carefully, he pulled his fingers free, but only for a second before I felt the hot press of his dick at my untried opening.
“Deep breath, kitten,” Gibson said. I obeyed. “Good girl, relax. That’s it. Another breath.”
He continued to coach me as Ben’s hand cupped my hip, his thumb holding my bottom open. It didn’t take long. I was well prepared and very slick. Ben’s dick popped past the resistant ring, and the head filled me.
“Oh my God,” I moaned. I was so full. They were so big, and as Ben continued to slowly move in and out, going deeper each time, I looked down at Gibson.
He smiled, brushed my hair back. “Such a good girl, taking your daddies’ dicks at the same time.”
I relaxed at his praise, and Ben groaned as his hips pressed against my bottom.
“Fuck, it’s incredible,” he said. “Ready, Gib?”
“Hell, yes.”
Ben slowly retreated as Gibson thrust up his hips, then they reversed. Ben pushed deep as Gibson pulled back.
They fucked me, alternating, so I always had a dick in me. It was so intense I couldn’t speak. My clit rubbed against Gibson’s body each time Ben filled me.
“I… full… can’t… coming… oh… please,” I wailed as I came. My body shook with my pleasure, my pussy and ass clenching and squeezing as the most intense orgasm of my life crashed over me.
I heard a growl. I felt their wild thrusts, felt them deep. Their mouths were along my shoulder, their hands held me.
At the same time, their teeth sunk into my skin, and the pain was exquisite. Intense. I screamed and came again as I felt their dicks swell. They growled as their fangs held me, caught permanently between them as they came.
I felt the heat of their cum as they filled me. They lifted their mouths from the juncture of my shoulder and neck. Shouted their satisfaction. I must’ve passed out for a little while there because the next thing I knew, I was laying in Ben’s arms and Gibson was gently cleaning me between my legs with a wet, warm washcloth.
Good thing about being a shifter was that the healing helped in situations like this where my bottom would be really sore right now if I were human. Or so I’d heard from the other dancers at Hoedown. I was sated, replete and… bitten.
I put my hand to my neck, felt the spot where Ben had claimed me. “Mmm.” He kissed my forehead. “I like seeing my mark on you.” He inhaled. “Everyone will know who you belong to.”
Gibson joined us, settling so I was between them, snuggled tight. “That’s right, kitten, you’re ours now. Forever.”
I wiggled a little, settling into the feel of them. Traced the raised marks of my name on their skin. “No, you’re mine.”
They growled and pounced. “Damn straight, we are,” Gibson rumbled. “Two daddies for one beautiful mate.”
Two daddies. I was an alpha’s mate and mated to a bad-ass enforcer. I had a whole new pack to tend to, even before I bore my mates’ pups.
It was perfect, and I couldn’t wait to start our new life together.
The End
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