by Bec Adams
Brigden helped to strip away her clothes and then stood up to drag his own jeans off. For the second time today Gideon got the unexpected pleasure of admiring his mate’s slender body. As a werewolf, Brigden was considered small, but his human shape was all long, sleek limbs and toned muscle. There wasn’t an ounce of fat anywhere on his beautiful frame.
In contrast, Suzanne was softer, her hips flaring into rounded curves that made him salivate with need. She had a beautiful feminine shape, her breasts small and rounded, her stomach not quite flat, her pussy lightly furred. He wanted to drop to his knees and worship every inch of her. He could practically envision her belly growing round with his and Brigden’s pups.
She glanced at him, her hand hovering over her lower abdomen as if she’d heard his thoughts.
* * * *
Brigden saw her movement and had a moment of pure joy before reality set in. For the past three decades, since realizing Gideon was his mate, he hadn’t even given procreation a thought, but if Suzanne’s pups were going to be accepted into the pack, they needed to be fathered by Gideon. There was no way Brigden would subject his offspring to the sort of exclusionism he’d received. Pups fathered by Gideon would be healthier, stronger, and far more likely to fit in with the pack. They might even be lucky enough to be born without the purple-hued skin he was born with and Suzanne now had.
He made a mental note to add condoms to the list of things he planned to buy online and then tried to figure out how to back away gracefully without upsetting either of his mates. He wouldn’t risk getting Suzanne pregnant to him. Not now. Not ever.
“Brig?” Gideon asked softly, obviously sensing his hesitation.
He scrambled for a plausible explanation. “I…I’ve never…” He could feel himself blush crimson as he stuttered out an embarrassing truth. “I’ve never been with a woman before.”
“You’re a virgin?” Suzanne asked, sounding very shocked.
He sort of nodded. It wasn’t entirely true if one took into account the things he and Gideon had shared a few hours ago, but it was technically correct when it came to being inside a woman.
“Never?” Gideon asked with a smile that seemed both pleased and a little bit sad. When Brigden shook his head, Gideon grabbed him and kissed him like the world was coming to an end. “Thank you. I lost count of the number of times I imagined you with someone else. I know I told you to go find a woman to love, but I can’t deny the relief that you never did.”
“Does that mean you’re a virgin, too?” Suzanne asked, sounding almost like she was going to vomit.
“No,” Gideon said in an apologetic voice. “I’m quite a few years older than Brig. I…um…how would humans put it? I…uh…played the field for a while before realizing Brigden was my mate.”
“So you haven’t slept with anyone in thirty-two years?” Brigden asked. Relief swelled through him at Gideon’s nod. Brigden’s worst nightmare had always revolved around Gideon getting mated and having pups and living a contented, full life without him. Brigden wanted his mate to be happy—and he would have forced himself to be pleased for Gideon if it had happened that way—but he was very glad to know he wouldn’t have to be the one on the outside looking in.
It took a moment to realize that Suzanne was trying to reach for her clothes. Fortunately, Gideon seemed to realize at the same time and quickly moved to pull her down onto the blankets and lie over the top of her.
“And where do you think you’re going, our sweet little mate?”
“Surely you don’t still think I belong with you two. The last time I had sex was less than a year ago in a relationship that was already falling apart with a guy I didn’t even particularly like by that stage. I don’t think that makes me good ‘mate’ material. Do you?”
“Actually that makes you perfect for us,” Brigden said as he lay down beside them.
“How do you figure that?” Suzanne asked breathlessly as Gideon eased her legs apart and settled his big body between them.
“Well for starters,” Gideon said as he shifted his hips slightly, “it means this isn’t going to hurt.”
* * * *
Suzanne gasped as Gideon’s huge cock slowly slid into her pussy. She was wet, way more ready for him than she’d ever been before, but it was the strange emotional connection that made it seem so much more amazing. It was almost like she could hear the thoughts running through Gideon’s head, almost share the incredible feeling of being inside her. How very strange…
Brigden leaned over, claiming her mouth in a sensual kiss that made Gideon move faster, groaning as he slid his cock from her pussy and then hurriedly pushed back in. Over and over he thrust into her body, his large hands gripping her hips as he forced his cock deeper inside. It should have been painful. He slammed into her with more force than any other man she’d ever known, but somehow it didn’t hurt, somehow it didn’t tear her in two, somehow it just felt incredibly amazing.
“You’re a wolf now,” Gideon said with a grin. “Increased durability is just one of the perks.”
She’d never been described as durable before. She laughed softly, despite Gideon moving even faster, fucking her harder, ramming his cock deeper inside her. They were both panting when he pulled out and moved away. She almost growled at his unexpected withdrawal.
“Relax, baby girl,” he said, tweaking her nipple playfully. “It’s Brigden’s turn.”
She smiled and turned her head in Brigden’s direction. He’d gone pale, very pale.
“Brig?” she asked, reaching for his hand.
“Sorry, sweetheart,” he said with a reassuring smile. “I…um…just realized we don’t have any contraception. It’s a little early in our relationship to be making babies.”
“True,” Gideon said with a smile for both of them, “but we have a few days maybe even weeks before the change is complete. Suzanne won’t become pregnant to either of us until she’s fully a werewolf.”
“Are you sure?” Brigden asked nervously. Suzanne got the impression that it was more than just contraception that was bothering Brigden, but when Gideon nodded and reached for him he smiled and let their lover maneuver him to the position he wanted.
Brigden braced himself over her prone form, kneeling between her legs as Gideon pressed him forward until his cock slid into her pussy. Both men sighed, Gideon’s hands gliding over Brigden and Suzanne as he whispered how beautiful they were, how sexy they looked together, how lucky he was to have them as his mates. It was the single most erotic experience of Suzanne’s life.
Gideon moved to the side, his hand finding her clit as he encouraged Brigden to move faster, to push his cock into her more deeply. Brigden moaned as she lifted her hips up to meet him, too turned on to lie still. She could have sworn she felt Gideon’s emotional approval as Brigden moved to kiss her frantically.
Brigden grabbed her legs, lifting them up and out, opening her wider, thrusting deeper, harder. She was shaking violently, on the verge of orgasm when Gideon stopped them both from moving. She growled, annoyed as hell to be denied something she wanted as desperately as the orgasm he held just out of reach.
His wicked laugh did nothing to calm her down.
Brigden moved away, his cock shiny with her juices, his hands shaking as he tried to push the hair out of his eyes. “Gideon?” he asked shakily, obviously as confused as Suzanne felt.
“Won’t be long,” Gideon said, again with that wicked smile. “Hands and knees, baby girl.”
Suzanne quickly complied, and Gideon rammed his cock inside her, violently fucking her from behind as she barely managed to stay upright.
He pulled away almost as quickly, playfully slapping her ass as she wriggled in discontent.
“Patience is a virtue,” he said in a teasing tone.
“So is finishing what you started,” she answered breathlessly.
“Almost there, baby girl.”
Suzanne sighed as Brigden knelt behind her, his cock filling her perfectly. He fucked her gently
for a while his fingers caressing over her hips and spine as he made love to her. Unexpectedly he jolted forward, his hips moving spasmodically, his cock jerking inside her as Gideon reassured him with soft words.
“What are you doing?” Suzanne asked as possibilities ran through her imagination.
“I’m making love to both my mates at the same time,” Gideon said, his words slightly strained as he caged Brigden with his arms and curled his fingers over her hips. She couldn’t even see him, but in her mind it was almost like she could see it all from his eyes, almost feel the heat as he slid his cock deep into Brigden’s ass. Gideon whispered something to Brigden, the words she thought she heard too clear for the soft sound.
But as Brigden leaned over her, supporting his weight on one hand and wrapping the other underneath her to caress her clit she realized she had indeed heard correctly. Unable to concentrate on the strange phenomenon when her arousal leapt back into the heavens, Suzanne panted as her climax drew closer.
She wriggled, unable to keep still but barely moving under their combined weight. Gideon controlled the pace, fucking them both almost leisurely, his satisfaction very clear in her mind. She sensed the exact moment his control snapped. Brigden gasped, his fingers moving harder and faster, more frantically against her clit, his cock thrusting into her more violently, his orgasm beginning a moment before hers let loose.
Suzanne screamed, heat blasting through her, searing her inside and out, every muscle shaking, her breathing ragged. She moaned, unable to contain the amazing sensation of being complete, of being wanted, maybe even needed by both men as aftershocks rippled over her again and again.
She was almost down, almost back to earth, almost inside her own body once more when sensation hit again, this time strange, seemingly foreign, but also amazingly satisfying. Her elbows shook, her breath jamming in her throat as Gideon groaned out his orgasm, his hips pushed hard against Brigden’s ass, his cock pulsing as he filled their mate with his seed. Somehow she felt it, not only the physical sensations echoing through Brigden’s body but something ethereal and unexplainable as well.
“Holy fuck,” Gideon said as he eased all three of them onto their sides, Brigden’s cock still filling her pussy, Gideon still lodged deep in Brigden’s ass.
She felt Brigden nod as he pulled her closer.
Chapter Five
Suzanne paced the small cabin worriedly as she waited for Gideon to come back. Under the cover of darkness he’d returned to where she left her work vehicle and was going to drive it back to the compound, return the keys, and somehow retrieve her own car all without being seen.
Of course if he was seen, he had a story prepared—she’d felt so ill that instead of driving back to base she’d driven home and then asked her boyfriend to swap the cars over. It was quite a plausible explanation. Letting an unauthorized person drive the vehicle assigned to her would likely earn a big black mark against her career prospects, but since she needed to resign anyway, it wasn’t going to be a problem.
It was a little strange that she actually wanted to resign in person, but since that was no longer possible, she put the urge down to wanting what she couldn’t have. She’d considered resigning several times in the past few months and none of those times had she felt the need to say good-bye to workmates she barely knew and who probably didn’t even like her.
“He’ll be back soon,” Brigden said, glancing at the two other werewolves working on computers in the main room. Apparently neither of them had been impressed that Gideon had to share his mate with “that poor excuse for a wolf.” Suzanne had bristled at the insult, but Brigden had shaken his head urgently and she’d backed down. Whatever was going on wasn’t something she understood. She’d let her men handle the politics of werewolf life—at least for now—but she’d never been one to sit idly by while people were being treated poorly.
Well, unless that person was her it seemed. She’d put up with an awful lot of unfriendly treatment all in the name of a future that was never going to eventuate. Was it weird that she felt nothing but relief at the idea of not having to pursue her so-called career anymore?
Unfortunately that question set off many more in her head. She had no idea what she was going to do now, or how she was going to support herself. She’d managed to squirrel away a small amount of money, but it wasn’t enough to last her a lifetime. Aw, hell, three lifetimes now… And how on Earth was she going to get her tiny nest egg out of the bank without setting off the security alarms? Her bank was pretty strict—no helmets, mirrored sunglasses, or face coverings of any kind. Would purple be considered a covering?
Panic started to swirl through her. She’d learned from her mother’s experiences that relying on a man to support her was a disaster waiting to happen. She needed to find something to do, some way to support herself. Oh, holy hell, what if Gideon had been wrong? What if she could become pregnant from today’s shenanigans? How would she support herself and a child without an income?
Shenanigans?
The word echoed strangely in her head, almost sounding like it had come to her in Gideon’s voice.
She shook her head, trying not to laugh hysterically at the strange way today had unfolded. The sound of her little car out the front made her heart hammer faster and her knees weak. She turned to Brigden, uncertain what to do. The need to run out to the car and throw herself into Gideon’s arms was nearly overwhelming and ironically the very reason she refused to do it.
“I would have enjoyed it if you had.”
Again the words sounded like they were spoken in Gideon’s voice. She turned sharply, wondering whether anyone else had heard what she suspected was a voice in her head. Was this another side effect of becoming a wolf?
“Everything okay, Suzanne?” Brigden asked politely. It was clear that he would have preferred to embrace her, but it seemed that he didn’t want to show affection in front of two disapproving packmates. As far as she could tell, Gideon was highly regarded within the pack. Brigden was not.
It was difficult to understand considering some of the computer programming work Brigden seemed to be doing, but again she chose to sit back and observe before blundering into the middle of a situation she didn’t fully understand. It didn’t mean she had to like it though.
“It’s okay, baby girl. Hug our man. I’m almost at the door.”
Again she wondered if she was hearing things—especially now when she seemed to be hearing exactly what she wanted to hear.
Still uncertain where the suggestion had come from, Suzanne stepped closer to Brigden and wrapped her arms around his waist. He stiffened slightly, perhaps worried the other two men would say something in Gideon’s absence. She held on tighter as the front door opened and Gideon stepped inside.
“Everything okay?” Brigden asked again, somehow sounding both worried and relieved at the same time. Suzanne hugged him tighter.
“Not a problem,” Gideon said, handing her car keys over. “I did have an interesting conversation with a raccoon-shifter though.”
“Raccoon…shifter?” Suzanne asked, feeling just a little bit sick in her stomach. “There are raccoon-shifters, too?”
“Of course,” Gideon said, leaning over to press a kiss to her lips. Brigden tried to move away, but she wouldn’t let him. She did notice however that while Gideon wasn’t reacting with jealousy—which seemed to be what the other two wolves expected from him—he didn’t show any affection for Brigden either. “These mountains are full of shifters. Now that you’re a wolf you’ll learn to tell them apart from the animals that live here as well.”
“Oh,” she said, really unsure how to take that. She’d worked in this area for years. Had she been surrounded by sentient beings all that time?
“What did the raccoon see?” one of the other werewolves—Brigden had introduced him as Hensen Bright—asked impatiently.
Gideon raised an eyebrow at the other man and for a moment Suzanne thought they were going to have some sort of alpha-male pissing
contest but the tension was gone almost as quickly as it began. “He said he noticed a male park ranger in the area around the same time the child was reported missing by the bear clan.”
“So?” the other man—Canlon Wolvesfire, if Suzanne remembered correctly—asked belligerently. “Fucking humans are everywhere. Useless fucking parasites. We should just kill the lot of them.” He cast a hateful look in Suzanne’s direction. Brigden pulled her closer, but it was Gideon’s anger that filled her senses.
“Care to rephrase that?” Gideon asked in a voice so low and dangerous-sounding that Suzanne shivered in Brigden’s arms. She wasn’t frightened of Gideon—not in the slightest—but she could sense real power and a willingness to protect her and Brigden no matter who he had to fight.
“Sorry,” Canlon said quickly in a tone that didn’t sound very contrite. “She’s no longer human, so what the fuck does she care?”
“I care,” Gideon said with a growl in his voice. “And the alpha cares.” At the mention of the alpha, the man paled considerably. It was a rather interesting sight considering the purple-hued tone of his skin. “Not only is killing sentient beings forbidden by our pack laws, killing humans is also a perfect way to ensure our own destruction.”
Canlon shook his head in what appeared to be some sort of sarcastic humor and rolled his eyes. “Fuck, it was just an expression. I didn’t mean it literally.”
Suzanne didn’t really believe that, and she got the distinct feeling that nobody else in the room did either, but Gideon let the matter drop. She didn’t think that would be the end of it, but apparently what the raccoon-shifter had told him was more important at the moment.
“Suzanne, we need to identify who this park ranger was and if he’s an actual ranger and not just someone wearing a disguise. Would you be able to identify all of your workmates?”
“Of course,” she said. “There should be a group photo on the website.”
