Her Alpha Mates: A Shifter Menage Romance (Shifters' Call Book 2)

by Maggie Ryan

  Perhaps my mates would believe that the sudden flush I felt coursing through me was due to the flames that were dancing around the logs burning brightly in the fireplace. Alekos must have snuck up here and built us this welcoming fire.

  And the familiar chair in the corner. I gulped as my eyes roved over the armless, ornate chair Deo had built specifically for punishing me. Over his knee. I had visited that chair several times during our previous stay at the castle.

  Leaving my men at the door, I walked across the floor to my favorite part of the room. The waning sunlight shone through the window, refracting through the bevels of the leaded glass transom. The prisms caused bands of colors to play around the room, lending one’s thoughts to magic rather than science. Beneath the transom was a wide expanse of spotless glass that overlooked the long gravel drive, the gatehouse, and the high stone wall that surrounded Ravensloft, defining our little kingdom. When curled up on the padded bench, you could see the archway we’d driven under, the two copper-topped turrets standing proudly.

  I felt one warm hand on each of my shoulders, my mates joining me at the window.

  “It is so beautiful, so secluded here,” I said softly, my fingertip reaching out to touch the glass. “When I first saw Ravensloft, stood in this room, it was so easy to imagine myself as a princess, safe in her tower, but now”—I paused, reaching out to run press my palm against the glass—“I’ve seen evil, know that no place is truly safe… that I’m the reason why we can’t stay together; why I must go…” My voice broke as the truth of what was to come made my entire being ache.

  “But not yet,” Deo said, pulling me back against him, his hand turning my face to the side, so my eyes lifted to his. “Let’s not worry about what is to come. Let’s simply enjoy what we have right now.”

  I couldn’t yet speak for the tears clogging my throat, but I could nod, and I could allow Draco to untie my coat’s sash and to remove it. I could lift my arms so he could pull the tee and shirt over my head. I could toe off my sneakers, kicking them aside as Deo knelt behind me and hooked his fingers in my waistband, peeling down my black yoga pants. I could certainly close my eyes and give a soft moan when Draco’s thumbs began to strum over my nipples after he removed my bra.

  Oh, and my eyes could most definitely snap open, my cheeks could certainly bloom with color when I felt Deo’s fingers press against the base of a plug I’d totally forgotten was still deeply embedded in my ass.

  “Want to tell me why you are holding this pretty little toy?” Deo asked, causing me to give a little yelp when he took the gem between his fingers and began to rotate it, the move reawakening sensitive nerve endings.

  “Ummm… to… to remind me to be… good,” I managed to gasp out as Draco’s fingertips closed around my turgid nipples, giving each a twist as well.

  “While I don’t like to learn that our mate needed such a reminder—” Deo said, now pulling the plug free a few inches and then pushing it back inside, “—it does save us a bit of time.”

  No true explanation existed for how my mates communicated without speaking, but I would swear they did. The moment Deo gave a final rotation of the plug, another pat on top of the gem, and stood, Draco’s fingers gave my nipples a last tug before he stepped away. He moved to sit, not on the bed as I’d expected, but on the thick cushion in the window seat. Deo didn’t give me time to consider why before he swept me off my feet and placed me in front of Draco, my back to his chest, my legs extended alongside his on the bench.

  I could see rainbows dance across my breasts, my tummy, my thighs, the patterns broken as Draco reached to hook his hands behind my knees, pulling my legs open and up, tilting my hips up, splaying me wide. When my head fell back against Draco’s shoulder, my eyes closing to block the sight of the jeweled gem peeking out between the cheeks of my ass, Draco spoke.

  “No, open your eyes, Cassie. I want to watch you watching our mate fuck that tight little hole. I want to see your eyes as you watch every single inch of Deo’s thick cock sink into your ass. I want to watch your clit swell and your pussy weep with need as he fills you.”

  God, I’d learned the power that words had, but hearing how my mate used them, the tone in which they were uttered drawing a picture of what was going to happen was both embarrassing and arousing. I bit my lip as I watched Deo shed his clothing, my eyes dropping to his cock when it popped free of its confinement. A mewl escaped and Draco bent forward, his breath wafting across my ear.

  “Is that what you want, Cassie? Are you ready to watch every single centimeter of our mate’s cock being swallowed… not by your throat but by your ass?”

  Lying naked in the arms of one man while waiting for another to fuck me… fuck me there, was so very wrong and yet, God, it was so very right. Draco may have prepared my opening by plugging me earlier, but my own body was preparing me as well. My pussy had begun to leak from the moment we began to ascend the stairs. My clit had started to swell from the first touch of their hands on my clothed body. My breasts were heavy, my nipples so tight they’d become hard as pebbles.

  “Yes… I’m ready.”

  “Then, reach down and take out your plug. Open that sweet little hole for me.” Deo’s instruction shocked me to my core. I flicked my eyes from his cock to his face, seeing the dark pools of his eyes reflecting his love… his need. He didn’t repeat his demand, our co-mate remaining just as silent. This was our way… yes, they were both alphas, both dominants, and I was their submissive, but the choice was always mine. They’d push me, take me places I’d never considered, and yet I knew I’d never be left there alone. This was more than a bit of kinky sex… this was about trust… trust that no matter what was asked of me, no matter how foreign the action, I wasn’t acting on my own. I wasn’t just one… I was one of three. One of a sacred trinity.

  I reached down between my legs, my eyes not on the path my hand was taking, but on Deo’s eyes. My fingers grasped the gem and as I watched my mate swallow hard, heard his breath catch, and saw his cock twitch as he applied lube to its length, I smiled and began to slowly withdraw the plug from my body.

  This time the groans that filled the air around us came not from me, but from my mates. Deo’s eyes darkened and I could feel Draco’s cock thickening behind me, pressing into my lower back.

  “Shit, that’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen,” Draco said.

  “You’re telling me,” Deo said.

  I felt my body being forced to open, to stretch to allow the plug to exit, and my smile slipped away, my teeth capturing my bottom lip, biting back the moan, accepting the pressure, the small bite of pain, knowing that soon the discomfort would be replaced with indescribable pleasure as I gave not only my body but my heart as well to the two who made my soul complete.

  The moment the plug was free, Deo took it from me, setting it aside. With his hand fisted around the base of his cock, he moved forward to press against my opening. I felt my entire body quiver and gave my first mewl of surrender as the broad, mushroom-shaped head demanded entry. As he began to fill me, to push inside, Draco’s fingers began to pluck at my nipples again. I no longer cared about the taboo, no longer thought of how lewd, how immoral we’d be considered by some. In this castle—in this tower room—only three existed. Deo never paused, never slowed… and, as Draco had ordered, I watched every single centimeter of that magnificent cock fill my ass until he could sink no further.

  “Now, watch as our mate fucks you,” Draco said softly, his words coming as Deo drew back, then pistoned his hips forward.

  “Oh… oh, God,” I cried, Draco pulling my legs up higher, spreading them wider as if I couldn’t already see everything. Again and again I felt Deo retreat and advance, each move scraping nerve endings, setting them on fire that only built as he slid two fingers into my pussy. “May-may I come?” I begged within a few strokes.

  “Is that the best you can do?” Draco asked, tugging on my nipples hard, stretching them, rolling them roughly between his finger
s. “If you really want to come, I suggest you beg prettier than that, princess.”

  “Please!” I said instantly. “Please… I-I need to come.”

  When no permission came, when Deo pulled almost completely out of me, holding my body open with the head of his cock barely within the stretched muscle of my ass, I almost screamed in frustration, ready to demand he stop teasing me, denying me when I needed to… Suddenly, I knew what I wanted and it wasn’t to come. Well, that was what my body craved, but my heart desired to please this man—the man who I would be leaving behind in just a few hours.

  “Please, sir, please fuck me. Fuck me hard… deep. Please let me feel you fill me with your seed.” Reaching between my legs again, wrapping my fingers around his cock, feeling the slick rod of steel covered in silky, soft velvet, I begged, “Please, Deo… fuck me. Claim me. Mark me. Show me that I belong to you. Fuck me hard so I remember that no matter that we’ll be apart… I will always belong to you.”

  Deo growled and I dropped my hand as he began to push forward again. Soon I was flying, crying out, mumbling incoherently as he fucked me so hard that every thrust had me pushing back against our mate. Draco held me, played with my breasts, giving them little slaps that made me gasp and arch, had my pussy spasming and clutching at Deo’s fingers, had my ass contracting to pull Deo’s cock deeper. I lost all sense of time, lost all thought as I opened myself to the sensation of being so thoroughly possessed. And when my mate thrust deep and ordered me to come, I instantly obeyed, shattering apart, screaming his name as he roared mine, filling me again and again as my body convulsed.

  After Deo pulled from me, he lifted me but only long enough for Draco to move from the window seat. Once our mate was standing, he nodded toward the bed. I squealed as Deo threw me onto the surface, my heart pounding as I bounced twice and realized that I’d easily flown ten feet and yet he could have tossed me another twenty. It was moments like this that I remembered my mates were far more than just men. They were beasts with power and strength and the drive to possess and the need to mark their claim.

  Kneeling in the center of the bed, I could feel Deo’s seed slipping from me… could feel my cream sliding down my thigh and yet I wanted more. I watched as Draco began to pull off his clothes, my blood racing as his shirt was tossed to the floor. The dragon moved as if alive, shifted as Draco’s muscles flexed when he unfastened his belt and pushed off his pants.

  “It’s my turn,” Draco said, finally as nude as his mates, his cock bobbing, the head slick with pre-cum.

  “Hurry,” I said, my voice pitiful, the need turning the word from one of command to one of desperation.

  “Greedy, are you?” Draco teased, stroking his shaft, the move causing another drop to seep from the slit, my tongue coming out to lick my lips.

  “Kneel at the edge, sit your ass on your heels, legs spread wide,” Draco ordered.

  I obeyed and when he reached the edge of the bed, slid a hand behind my head, my mouth was open wide before he even pulled me down. I groaned as his cock slid deep, my tongue swirling around the shaft, lapping at the pearly drops of his seed that coated the slick, bulbous crown. These men were huge and I was small, but I fought to take as much of him as I could.

  “That’s it, swallow his cock,” Deo said, though when he had climbed onto the bed behind me, I didn’t know. All I was aware of was the cock in my mouth, Draco’s hand holding me to him, guiding me and now Deo’s hands sliding up and down my body, his fingers tweaking my nipples, dipping between my legs to flutter over my clit, to push inside my pussy, to tease, to promise as I serviced Draco’s cock. Again and again I fought the urge to gag as my air was cut off, forcing me to breathe through my nose, my mind screaming that I needed oxygen, my body shuddering, and yet my soul knew that my dominants were aware of my every need… would keep me safe.

  I dragged in huge gulps of air when Draco pulled back, filling my lungs in preparation for when he’d push back inside.

  “God, you’re amazing, Cassie,” Draco said, his voice husky as he pulled me down a bit more, sinking another inch into my throat. “So beautiful, so wanting to please.”

  He continued to fuck my throat and when he pulled free, I whimpered, not wanting to let him go. Draco chuckled, reaching out to stroke a finger across my lips. “On your back, little one. I want to come in that sweet pussy.”

  Deo helped lay me back, my head in his lap, a reversal of the position in the window seat, Draco standing between my legs, pulling them over his shoulders. Deo had slid into my ass, filling me, stretching me, causing me to feel both pain and incredible pleasure. Now, Draco did the same as inch by inch he sank into my pussy, his girth forcing me to open, to accept his entry, his possession. The room soon rang with my cries and the sound of our bodies slamming together as he took me hard, took me fast.

  “Come for us,” Deo ordered, his hands roaming over my body, raising gooseflesh, pinching, strumming, caressing. “I want you to come and come hard. I want you to show our mate how much you love the gift of his cock. Come hard or I will spank that naughty cunt until it is burning and you are begging to be allowed another chance to obey.”

  Draco pulled back, ramming forward. “Yes, come for us, Cassie. Come now and milk my cock or so help me, I’m going to get my belt and stripe the ass that our mate fucked so well.”

  How could I not obey? Their actions, their words, the tone of their voices… all spoke to every cell in my body. I had felt the spring inside me coiling tighter and tighter with every stroke of cock and fingers and now, with permission—with the demand given to come—I felt that spring snap, the force so hard that I screamed and kept keening as Draco continued fucking me. With a bellow he drove deep and stilled, my muscles contracting around him as he erupted.

  That wasn’t the last time I imploded or the last time my body was gifted with my mate’s seed. Again and again my husbands took me, flipping me from front to back, positioning me into poses I was shocked a body could maintain as they drove into me, moving me as one sank into my cunt and the other my mouth. We took short breaks to rest, to catch our breaths, to allow our heart rates to slow. We fed each other tidbits from the tray that someone had placed outside the door as if knowing our bodies would need the fuel. We washed, my mates lathering every inch of my body, massaging muscles, as I kneaded their shoulders and soaped them as well. Never more than inches from each other, the three of us connected again and again as one entity. And finally, when I was sandwiched between them, Draco filling my ass and Deo my cunt, Deo pulled me down, his lips opening once more, his teeth taking hold of my flesh at my neck. When I cried out and climaxed yet again, he bit down in the same place he’d claimed me on the night we’d made our vow. It was the reclaiming I’d asked for… the one I’d remember every time I reached up to feel the bruise I knew would be there for the next several days and my fear was calmed.

  Chapter Eleven

  Cassandra

  I woke the next morning to Deo’s hand lightly rubbing my back. Smiling, I pushed up to sit, wiping the sleep from my eyes. The smile disappeared instantly when I saw the look in the depths of Deo’s eyes. They were heavy with sadness.

  “We must go. Draco waits for us downstairs,” Deo said. Considering my face for a moment, Deo pulled me into a gut-wrenching embrace. His strong arms surrounded me, his hands tangling in my hair. All lightheartedness and glow left me, replaced by the heavy weight of knowing what today would bring—the trinity separated for the first time since our vows were made. Leaning his head against mine, Deo whispered into my ear, “Come back to me safely, Cassandra. You are my everything. There is nothing for me in this world if you are not here.”

  I curled up inside the cocoon of my husband’s warmth. Momentarily, I lost my nerve and the words, “I can’t go,” almost slipped from my mouth. Then the love I felt for this man filled my heart and steeled my resolve. “I will go, and I will return. Parting is such sweet sorrow—”

  “That I will say goodnight, till it be morrow,”
Deo murmured back softly into my hair.

  Wrapped in Deo’s arms, I whispered, “How long must we be gone?”

  “They are close. The wait for battle will not be long, now. Only a few nights, at most. Then Draco will bring you back to the castle and we three will have the sweetest reunion.” Deo’s hold on me tightened.

  Stroking his fingers through my hair, Deo spoke sweet nothings to me. I listened to his stout heart beating through his chest. It reassured me we were alive and well—for now.

  Too soon, Deo pulled away from me, his warmth leaving my body. I didn’t resist as he dressed me, not wishing to make this any harder than it had to be. After he pulled my shirt on, I had to smile. It wasn’t one of the feminine blouses he loved seeing me wearing tucked into a skirt that would swish and swirl around my legs. Instead, I looked down to find my chest proudly proclaiming ‘Ray’s’. I chuckled, remembering our waitress and my attempts at eating a burger that was larger than my face.

  As he continued to dress me, I watched the softness leave his face. His chiseled jaw clenched beneath his beard.

  “Cassandra, you must obey Draco’s every command. I was not happy about him bringing you here, but he was right. Which just further proves he is the better protector for you—and solidifies our decision to pledge our three lives to be one.”