by Bec Adams
“Exactly,” Suzanne said as she opened the front door. They both laughed when she stepped around them and playfully tried to shove them inside. Of course, Gideon was large enough to be unmovable if he chose to be, but he happily let himself and Brigden be pushed into the cabin by their bossy mate.
“Naked,” Gideon said as he dragged at Brigden’s shirt and Suzanne’s blouse at the same time. “I want you both naked, right now.”
Brigden was happy to comply, smiling as Suzanne stuck her tongue out at Gideon—apparently in defiance of his bossiness—but got naked anyway. Brigden reached over, unable to resist touching her beautiful curves. She lifted her face to his, kissing him softly as he explored her leisurely, almost unable to believe that he was standing here with his mates able to love them both without worrying about anyone else’s reactions but theirs.
He groaned when he felt Gideon step up behind him, and his lover’s hard, naked cock pressed against the small of his back. Gideon wrapped his arms around them, pulling Suzanne more fully against Brigden’s front as he caressed them both.
“This is liable to get messy,” he said a moment before his teeth sank into Brigden’s neck. He felt no pain, only euphoria, only satisfaction, but still the orgasm was unexpected.
“Fuck,” he exclaimed on a long, drawn-out yelp as cum spurted from him, covering both his stomach and Suzanne’s, his knees weakening as exhaustion wound through him. He dragged in deep breaths, his mates holding him up as he regained his equilibrium.
“I doubt it’ll work that way for me,” Suzanne said in a teasing tone of voice. “It’s going to take a lot more than a bite to make me orgasm.”
“Should we test that theory?” Gideon asked wickedly as he moved to stand behind Suzanne.
She winked at Brigden. “Sure.”
She practically melted when Gideon bit her, her orgasm rolling over her so quickly that even Brigden wasn’t ready for it. Thankfully, Gideon caught her before she hit the floor, her soft giggle music to their ears as he shuffled all three of them into the bedroom. Even as they stretched out on the bed, Brigden could feel the connection between himself and Gideon clicking into place, and he could already sense the claiming link forming between his mates. Every shifter would be able to sense their connection now. He couldn’t wait to claim his mates in return.
“I have a feeling I should be lying down for that,” Gideon said as he moved onto the bed beside them and pulled Suzanne on top. It took a moment for Brigden to realize his mate was responding to a thought he hadn’t voiced out loud.
“You heard my thoughts?” he asked in wonderment. It was one thing to know his mates had a telepathic link, but to experience the reality for himself was entirely different.
“Of course,” Gideon said straight into his mind. “It’ll get stronger over time and we’ll all set some personal boundaries before we go rifling through each other’s memories.” He said that last bit out loud, apparently for Suzanne’s benefit. She laughed softly, snuggled against Gideon’s chest, and promised very solemnly not to do it again.
“I don’t really mind,” Gideon said as he stroked her hair with one hand and reached for Brigden with the other. “It’s just that I’ll be one hundred and four next birthday. I have a lot of memories of stuff I did before I realized Brig was my mate.” He sighed softly. “Stupid stuff that I’m not entirely proud of. I just wanted a chance to explain before you found something that upset you.”
“Nothing you’ve ever done could upset me,” Suzanne said quickly, “and I can assure you that concern goes both ways. There are some memories a girl just wants to keep to herself.”
“Like what?” Gideon asked, his exaggerated oomph not fooling either of them as he rubbed his arm where Suzanne had mock-punched him.
“Like nothing I want to talk about.”
“Well in that case,” Gideon said, lifting her hips up higher and groaning when Brigden helped lower her onto his cock, “let’s get to the fucking.”
“Can I claim you first?” Brigden asked, not certain if he was asking to claim Gideon before he claimed Suzanne or if he meant that he wanted to claim Gideon before the fucking began. It took a moment to realize that at least part of that thought was Gideon’s. “Wow, that’s a very strange feeling.”
“You’ll get used to it,” Suzanne said confidently, “but since biting him is going to make him come…” She gave Gideon a mischievous smile. “And since he’s really, really old…”
“Hey,” Gideon said, slapping her butt with his big hand. “Behave, brat. One hundred and four in werewolf terms is barely an adult.”
“Not quite,” Brigden said with a laugh, sensing Suzanne’s need to make love to their man. They might not have a mating link just yet, but he’d been able to read her emotions almost from their very first moments together. “Perhaps I can make somebody else come instead.”
She gave him a brilliant smile. “Now that idea I like.”
* * * *
Suzanne moaned as Gideon started to move, the incredible feeling of having her mate’s hard cock inside her taking her breath away. The fact that Brigden knelt behind her, caressing every inch of skin on display just made the moment more perfect.
She sensed their intentions just a little too late. Gideon grabbed her ass, separating the cheeks, Brigden’s fingers delving between the crack of her ass as Gideon adjusted the angle and penetrated her pussy even deeper with his cock.
She squirmed as a finger pushed into her ass.
“Whoa,” she said, trying to move away, despite the fact that she felt no pain. “Uncharted territory.”
Gideon gave her the most wicked grin she’d ever witnessed.
“Perfect,” Brigden said in a tone that suggested he had something very specific in mind. Gideon pulled her forward, holding her trapped as Brigden slid two lubed-up fingers into her ass. The fit was tight, the sting a little uncomfortable, but somehow it also felt incredible.
“Pain and pleasure—it’s such a thin line,” Gideon said as her pussy clenched around his hard cock, and he barely groaned out the last word. He panted, his eyes nearly rolling as Brigden pushed another finger inside her and pressed her against Gideon with a hand between her shoulder blades. Incredibly, she pushed back against his fingers, the trapped sensation only sending her arousal higher, much higher.
She could sense her men communicating, their conversation not quite clear to her, but their intent fairly obvious. Her suspicion was confirmed a moment later when Brigden’s slippery cock pressed against her anus.
“Push out, sweetheart. It’ll make it easier for me to slide in and make the sensation more intense.”
“More intense?” she asked, not sure she’d be able to stand it if things got any hotter. She was already on the verge of orgasm again. More intense just might fry her brain.
She heard Gideon’s deep rumbling laugh as he pressed her face against his chest. “Relax, baby girl. We’ll keep you safe.”
“I know,” she whispered, gasping as Brigden slid deeper, her anal muscles pulsing around his invasion and somehow sending rapturous sensation straight to her clit. She shook all over, her muscles shivering as both of her mates started moving carefully inside her.
Orgasm shot through her, wave after wave of heat taking them all by surprise. Both men moved faster, their cocks thrusting deeper, her soft moans spurring them on as liquid fire traveled her veins and bliss filled her mind. They took her gently, holding her between them as her climax finally ebbed. Her breathing was ragged, her thoughts warm and fuzzy, her eyes closing as she slowly floated back into herself.
The bite on her shoulder threw her back into chaos, colors exploding behind her eyes as orgasm gripped her once more. She screamed, unable to contain the amazing sensations, moving, wriggling, demanding her men move faster. She opened her mouth over Gideon’s throat, biting instinctively as he bucked against her, thrusting harder and deeper with every jolt. Brigden licked at her throat, his wet tongue adding to the riotous sensations as bo
th men thrust into her again and again and again.
Brigden held her close, shaking violently as he rammed his cock into her one last time and then pumped his seed deep into her ass. Gideon groaned, his hips jerking upward involuntarily as he experienced the orgasms of all three. Hazily Suzanne realized she could also sense Brigden in her mind, his thoughts, his feelings, his hopes for the future. It was only the beginning, but as soon as she claimed him, the three of them would be truly linked in an endless circle.
They would truly be a family.
Exhaustion gripped her, but it was one errant thought that jolted her to full wakefulness.
* * * *
Gideon heard Brigden’s thought as clearly as if it were his own, but it was the reasoning behind it that saddened him. Fortunately Suzanne agreed with his assessment, letting Gideon see very clearly how much Brigden’s self-doubt upset her.
“Never?” Suzanne asked out loud as Brigden carefully pulled his cock from her ass and lifted her into his arms. He carried her to the bathroom, smiling even as he tried to hide his emotions from them both.
“It’s okay, sweetheart. I’d never planned to have children, so it’s not something I’ll ever miss.”
“Bullshit,” Gideon said, anxious for their link to grow stronger so that he could discover all of the reasons. He had a pretty good idea what they were, but he didn’t want to make things worse by assuming something when he wasn’t certain.
“Surely you can see how much easier it would be for your children to thrive in pack life than it would be for mine,” his lover said very seriously as he stepped into the shower and turned the water on. His words were very matter-of-fact as if he’d given the matter a great deal of thought, but Gideon knew there was more to it than that. Brigden adored children. He’d be a wonderful father.
“But I want children with both of you,” Suzanne said anxiously, her grief very clear to Gideon and hopefully just as clear in Brigden’s mind as well.
“Sweetheart,” Brigden said as he lowered her to her feet, reached for the shower gel, and quickly started to clean them both up. “Gideon’s children would be stronger and larger—traits valued by werewolves—and they would have a fifty-fifty chance of being able to integrate into human society if necessary. They would find it easier to fit in to a werewolf pack than offspring of mine.”
“That might be true right now,” Gideon said, stepping into the shower to pull his man close, “but only a generation ago, being born without the purple hue to my skin would have seen me ridiculed by our pack, no matter how big or strong I was.”
“It’s not the same,” Brigden said, again trying to hide his emotions from them.
“Bullshit,” Suzanne said in a deliberate repeat of Gideon’s earlier argument. “Forty years ago humans valued sports jocks over computer geeks. With technology moving so rapidly your skills will become more important to shifters, not less.”
“Who knows,” Gideon said, pressing a kiss to Suzanne’s lips and then Brigden’s, “one day the alpha might be the one who can design complex rotating algorithms the fastest.”
Brigden snorted in disbelief, but it was clear that despite his heavy involvement in technology he hadn’t considered how, with the world changing so rapidly, that would affect future werewolf generations. As long-lived as they were, they’d seen more changes in the past twenty years than in the previous eighty, and even more in the last five than in the past ten. Life was moving forward rapidly, and shifters with Brigden’s knowledge and skill were becoming far more necessary to keeping shifter secrets.
“Thank you,” Brigden said, cuddling against Gideon and pulling Suzanne closer. They could both sense the peace that flowed through him as he finally accepted his place in the world. Even if the alpha at Shy River kicked them out for their same-sex mating, the alpha at Dry Creek had seen Brigden’s value and had offered them a home. Whatever the future held, it was not going to be as awful as they’d feared for so long.
“Lift me up,” Suzanne ordered, her smile wicked as Brigden did exactly what she asked. She lowered herself onto his hard cock, thanking Gideon telepathically when he helped her stay in place as water and shower gel conspired against her plans. “This happened so suddenly for all three of us.” She wrapped her arms around Brigden’s neck, staring into his eyes as she made love to him slowly. “And it’s going to take time to let go of all the hurts in the past”—she glanced at Gideon, obviously having caught his wayward thought of a time long ago—“for all of us, but we’ll make it work. I promise. We’ll make it work.”
Brigden closed his eyes against the tears that threatened to fall, their link ensuring that Gideon could sense his happiness at finally feeling like he belonged.
“I love you both,” Brigden said in a rough voice as he started to move, his cock thrusting harder into Suzanne’s pussy as she opened her mouth over his neck. Brigden groaned as she claimed him, her fervent wish to have both of their children very clear in her mind. Gideon moved close to them, sharing the incredible sensations, loving his mates as much as they loved each other. Carefully he guided Brigden’s mouth to his throat, shuddering at the incredible sensation as excitement thrilled through him. He practically growled as Brigden’s teeth pierced his skin, the amazing orgasm that followed leaving him weak in the knees.
He smiled as he felt the final link fall into place, their three-way true-mates bond complete.
No shifter could mistake the connection between them.
And that was exactly how they wanted it.
Epilogue
The rapid knocking on the front door had all three of them jolting awake. A deep breath identified their visitor’s scent and for a moment Gideon considered ignoring the man. But it was the scent of the person with him that convinced him to climb out of bed.
“If we’re going to be banished, we may as well get it over with,” Brigden said as he helped Suzanne to her feet.
“I can handle this,” Gideon said. “Why don’t you two stay in bed?”
“Nope,” Suzanne said in what was becoming a very familiar stubborn tone. “We stick together, always.”
He snatched up his T-shirt and dragged it over her head. It hung to her knees and did a very good job of covering her completely. As a shifter he was quite comfortable without clothes, but if the alpha was here to banish them, he sure as hell wasn’t getting the opportunity to ogle Gideon’s mates.
Brigden laughed softly, apparently amused by Gideon’s irrational thoughts, but quickly pulled his jeans on anyway. Mostly covered, all three of them headed to the front door. Gideon was grateful to both of them for letting him lead the way, his uncertainty over what was about to happen making him glad that he was standing between his mates and potential danger.
“Alpha,” he said in a tone that offered wary respect. He turned his attention to the woman beside the alpha of Shy River pack and nodded in greeting.
“Can we come in?” his mother asked nervously.
“That depends on why you’ve come. If you share Dad’s attitude, I’d rather you just leave us alone.” It hurt him to say that, but he wouldn’t let anyone come between him and his mates. Not even his own mother.
“I can assure you,” the alpha said in a tone that had always intimidated him as a youngster, “your mother does not share your father’s bigotry.” He gave Gideon a smile that could almost be interpreted as friendly and added, “Neither do I.”
“Since when?” Brigden asked disbelievingly. “Only a few days ago you were trying to separate Donovan from Sogarn.”
Gideon felt his lover’s worry as Brigden realized how much trouble he may have just caused the alpha’s son and his rumored lover. Nothing had ever been proven to the pack. It had only been gossip and innuendo. Suzanne slid her hand into Brigden’s, squeezing reassuringly as the alpha looked him up and down.
“I’ll say this once only, so listen well because I assure you it’s unlikely that you will ever hear it again.” He waited, his flare for the dramatic not lessened
by the tension of the four werewolves surrounding him. “I was wrong. Donovan makes my son happy. I’ve asked Sogarn and Donovan and their new mate, Wendy, to move back onto pack lands. I’m asking you three to do the same.”
“Gideon,” his mother said in a voice thick with emotion, “I just want you to be happy.” She glanced at the alpha beside her and added defiantly, “Whoever you mate and wherever you live is fine by me, but I would love the chance to dote on my son’s mates and my grandchildren.”
“Thanks, Mom,” Gideon said as he stepped back and invited their visitors into the cabin.
His mother stepped straight up to Brigden and cuddled him close. “Welcome to the family, son. I always sensed Gideon had feelings for you. I’m so glad that you’ve finally been able to claim each other.”
Gideon knew Brigden was surprised by the warm welcome, but it didn’t stop him from accepting the woman’s affection. “This is Suzanne,” Brigden said when Marjorie Barclay finally let him go. She was quick to offer the same welcome to her new daughter-in-law, her smile widening when Suzanne reacted with genuine emotion.
“Thank you, Mrs. Barclay. It’s easy to see where Gideon gets his protective nature from.”
“Please call me Marjorie. And yes,” she said, her smile slipping just a fraction, “Gideon has always been very protective of the people around him”—she glanced at the alpha—“which brings us to what we wanted to talk to all of you about.”
“Your father has been removed from the position of beta,” the alpha said in a tone that suggested it wasn’t that difficult a decision, “and I would like for you to replace him.”
