Dwyer, Dixie Lynn - Were Love Conquers All [Were Trilogy 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  She walked over to them and whispered. “I adore you with all my heart, mates. We are one now, and you will know immediately if I am in danger. You will feel it here,” she stated then touched her hand over Maximus’s chest. She felt the beating of his heart then suddenly he grabbed her wrist, wrapped his arm around her waist, and held her against him.

  Charity gasped then squinted her eyes at his little trick.

  “I don’t like this one bit. Knowing that Devlon is nearby and how badly he wants you as his mate does not sit right with any of our wolves. We will give you a little bit of time, but then you are ours to protect, and one of us will remain by your side always.”

  Before she could respond, he covered her lips and stole her breath away.

  When he finally released her, she felt lightheaded and completely forgot about Lexi and Antoinette Luther took his place and gave her mouth another round of loving. He squeezed her tight before releasing her to Dante who actually hugged her first then nuzzled against her neck, taking his time with no consideration for their audience. His lips pressed against her neck, and he found that tender, delicate spot that nearly made her body explode. If it weren’t for the fact that two other people beside her mates stood in the room, Charity would have reciprocated her mate’s show of dominance.

  Finally, Dante released her with a smile, and the three brothers nodded at Antoinette and Lexi before exiting the room.

  Antoinette was fanning herself with her hand as her eyes remained on the wolves as they left, and Charity just smiled wide.

  “Damn, can those men kiss,” Antoinette stated, and both Charity and Lexi chuckled.

  She inhaled then released before taking a seat across from them.

  She felt as if she were simply glowing.

  “They will be perfect mates for you, Princess. Seeing that love firsthand, makes me think of my own bond with my mates. It’s like nothing I could have ever imagined,” Lexi offered with a smile of both appreciation and respect.

  Charity thought about that and the way her mates showed such control of her at the moment.

  “You suddenly appear a little flustered, Princess. Is it something I said?” Lexi asked.

  “Not at all. It’s just that the Alpha wolf’s need to dominate everyone and everything can be overwhelming sometimes.”

  Lexi and Antoinette smiled.

  “They can be intense, especially now that I am pregnant with their cubs. I’m surprised that they weren’t insisting upon staying in this room beside me as well. You saw how they reacted to Dravo. By the way, thank you for what you did. It’s like having another family member besides just my grandma.”

  Charity smiled. “That’s understandable, and I was happy to help eliminate a potential fistfight. I suppose I am just used to being on my own and need to get used to having mates just as the two of you did. By the way, how are you getting along with your powers?”

  Antoinette sighed. “I have been dabbling in a bit of magic on my sorcerer side. Feldman has been helping out a lot. I feel a bit more confident, especially since your visit the other night.” Antoinette rubbed her small belly. “My concern has been mainly for the cubs. But I promise to serve you fully, Princess, and do whatever is asked of me.”

  Charity smiled then touched Antoinette’s hand. Immediately the tiny vibrations ran up their arms. Charity pulled away, and the vision struck her mind. Both Lexi and Antoinette stared at her.

  * * * *

  Lexi looked at Charity. She stared off as if having a vision of some sort, except that Lexi could sense the foreboding, the fear, and anxiety Charity felt. A glance toward Antoinette and her serious expression and Antoinette felt it, too.

  “They will come for us. Devlon knows that you are both here. Many wolves will die trying to save our lives and the existence of our mates.”

  Lexi swallowed hard then touched the Princess’s hand. So did Antoinette, and immediately they were all pulled into a vision.

  Chapter 14

  The room was buzzing with conversations and plans of protection for the estate and the women. Saber, Paul, and Andre spoke with Dante, Luther, and Maximus about security and where the Venificus needed more backup soldiers.

  Jacob, Troy, Luke, and Brad offered what soldiers they brought with them. Their concern for Antoinette and the cubs was taken into consideration.

  “We could each protect our own mates in separate locations here in your estate to ensure their safety if, in fact, Devlon, Storm, and Davis the Wizard penetrate the outer perimeters,” Brad offered.

  “It’s obvious that our wolves want to protect our mates and our cubs. We brought the triplets with us and have our main guards with them now,” Saber added.

  “Along with our mother, Celeste, they will be in safe hands,” Luther offered in support.

  “Devlon and his partners do not want your children or you. Their main objective is getting to the Princess. Your mates, Lexi and Antoinette, offer additional power because they are spirit sisters with the Princess. There is a bond there, created by the Goddesses in preparation of what’s to come. Your roles are important. Take your guards and try to hold them off as long as possible,” Feldman stated as reassurance to their plans.

  “How do you know so much?” Dante asked, questioning who exactly Feldman was.

  “He is a fey knight, my friend. A rare but powerful ally to our packs as well as yours,” Saber stated.

  “And a blood relative to Lexi to boot,” Andre added with a wink.

  “Fey knights, vampires, sorcerers, and goddesses, all together in the Venificus mansion ready to fight,” Paul stated, sounding amused.

  “Let’s not forget the Princess as well. She is the most important in this fight against Devlon. She will need the power and strength of your love and bond, as well as that of her spirit sisters. Devlon is extremely devious and evil. He should not be underestimated, nor should any of you feel that you have the capabilities to fight him alone,” Dravo informed them, causing a heaviness of concern and trepidation to embrace the wolves.

  “You seem to know a lot about him,” Luther stated

  Dravo sighed then decided these men needed to know everything in order to fight the evil beast.

  “The Princess shared her experience as a young woman before her powers were revealed to her and her place as the Chosen One predicted. What she didn’t mention was the power of the beast and his ability to frighten her. He can and will use anything to trick her. That being said, she showed weakness as he taunted the Princess about killing her parents. She nearly faltered, if not for the Goddesses’ assistance.

  “This time is different. I am afraid that Devlon will use all of us against her, including the lives of her mates as well as the lives of her spirit sisters. It is important that we remain close. So my suggestion is to drop the idea about separating into different parts of the estate.”

  Low growls went through the room. A need to be with their mates filled the wolves’ hearts as each Alpha exited the room to find their mates and secure their safety. The sensation was nearly overwhelming. It was as if they sensed that the women weren’t there. They had heard all about the enemy. The Alphas discussed everything from Storm’s attempt on Antoinette to Devlon’s attempt on Charity. They had their investigators gathering more information, and it only added to their uneasiness. They were each ready to shift on a moment’s notice. Tension was high, and they immediately sought out their mates. When they got to the main room, the women were nowhere in sight.

  * * * *

  “So remember what I have shared with you. When the time comes, you will know what to do,” Goddess Bethany stated.

  In the distance the women could see their wolves had reentered the room. Their roars of disapproval and concern warranted their attention.

  Charity exhaled in annoyance. Maximus, Dante, and Luther were about to shift with anger.

  “Be careful, Princess. Devlon has the ability to reach you, even from afar. He will use anything he can against you to weaken your s
trength. If he senses the conflicts between you and your mates, he will use that against you.” Bethany told Charity.

  “It’s just a lot to get used to for all of us. Maximus, Luther, and Dante are demanding and want to remain in control of everything. How can I be a leader if they expect me to bow down to them?” Charity stated with annoyance and frustration. She loved her men, but this was getting tricky.

  “Compromise. No matter what happens, you must learn to work it out together. Now you better get moving. Their growls are beginning to concern their troops.”

  * * * *

  In an instant the room filled with tiny sparkles. They glittered around the men, causing their anger and fear to calm somewhat. Then suddenly the women appeared.

  The scent of wildflowers filled the air. The men smiled as they saw their mates except for Luther, Dante, and Maximus. They roared their disapproval, and everyone froze in place.

  Maximus couldn’t control his temper, nor could his brothers.

  “Clear the room,” he stated in a growl, and everyone immediately obliged.

  Charity stood with her arms crossed in front of her chest, staring at him.

  The moment the door closed and Dante locked it Maximus was immediately in front of Charity. She gasped at his quickness which only antagonized his wolf more. Princess or not, she was going to abide by his commands and demands.

  Maximus remembered how concerned he felt earlier when he heard more about Devlon from Dravo and the fact that Devlon craved their woman and now they were desperate to be with her. Their wolves needed to feel her body in their arms and possess every inch of her, claiming her as their mate. They had the urge to leave their scent all over her so there would be no question as to whom she belonged to. It was an outrageous feeling, and they couldn’t control it any longer.

  “Where did you go to?” Luther growled alongside Maximus and Dante. They surrounded her as if she were their next meal. Her eyes held theirs, and she didn’t look the least bit frightened. If anything, she seemed both aroused and defiant.

  “Now you ask me, after you so rudely dismissed our friends?”

  They growled firmly, trying their hardest not to grab her and let their wolves have their way with her. Luther could smell her arousal, and his cock throbbed in anticipation of feeling her vaginal muscles grip him good.

  “Answer me,” Luther firmly stated. One look at his princess’s sweater and he could see her pebbled nipples. She shifted her weight to her other foot but was too tired to move her arms over her chest to hide her body’s reaction to him.

  “I was with my spirit sisters and the Goddesses, and I don’t appreciate your irate behavior.”

  It was Luther who growled, unable to stop his wolf from showing his mate who was boss.

  * * * *

  Luther pulled Charity against his chest, causing a gasp as her lips parted and he covered her mouth with his own. He took her body along with him until she was pressed against the wall.

  He wasn’t gentle as he pushed his body against hers and devoured her mouth. The taste of her moist mouth as he explored every inch of it and the feel of her curves beneath his hands pushed him further to mate. Her delicate fingers against his skin pushed into the muscles on his chest with little room to evade his embrace. That move merely made his beast more determined to have her.

  His cock throbbed against the zipper of his pants, and his wolf pushed for penetration. It wanted inside her, to claim her and know she belonged to him. He rubbed the bulge against the fabric of her pants as he caused her thighs to open to him. Still her fingers pressed against his stomach, his chest, and then up and over his shoulders. Everywhere her dainty fingers touched tingled with desire and that tingling sensation fed his cock’s need to fuck and claim every inch of her. She attempted to use her weight, and he wondered if she was determined to place some distance between their bodies. He could sense her need to not give in. But her body said otherwise. Glancing down at the sweater she wore, he could see the outline of her breasts and nipples as they pushed against the fabric. He knew she was aroused, and if she wanted to play hard to get, then he was game. He always enjoyed a good challenge.

  He grabbed ahold of her hands and entwined them with his own as he released her lips. He trailed kisses along her neck as he raised their entwined hands above her head and leaned against her. The move caused her breasts to push forward, and he felt her hardened nipples as she panted for breath.

  He crouched a little lower, nipping a nipple through the fabric of her sweater and pulling, causing her to moan.

  “You think this is going to work? You think you can control me with force?” she challenged as soon as she caught her breath.

  He ignored her idle threats and accusation then rubbed his engorged cock against her mound. Despite the material, she would certainly feel his need for her. A moment later, as he latched on to her breast through the material of her sweater, Charity rubbed her pelvis against him.

  “You belong to me, us,” he growled then slowly released her hands and reached for her sweater. He immediately lifted it from her body then pressed her against the wall again. Before she could react, he palmed her breasts and brought one to his lips. As he tongued the hardened bud, she closed her eyes and caressed his arms. All while he thrust his cock against her pelvis.

  The feel of her touching him sent his body up in flames. She tore at his clothing, indicating to him that she wanted the clothes off as much as he did. He covered her mouth again, ravishing every inch of it. He reached down and undid the button and zipper to her pants. He shoved them down and reached his fingers between her wet folds. She moaned against his mouth as he released her lips so they could breathe. They panted for air.

  “Oh, Luther,” she moaned again, this time saying his name and calling to his wolf. With not so gentle fingers, he parted her slick folds, pulled and rubbed against the sensitive flesh, causing moisture to drip down her thighs. Immediately he pressed two digits inside her. The sloshing sound echoed around them. She moaned her release and held his wrist as he thrust in and out of her.

  “Hold on to me,” he growled at her, and Charity immediately did as he said. He pulled his fingers from her body, and she cried in torment as she continued to thrust her hips against him.

  He undid his pants, pushed them down his legs, not even bothering to waste time stepping out of them. He lifted her by her ass cheeks and pressed her hard against the wall as he shoved his cock between her folds.

  They both gasped in relief and satisfaction. The feel of her vaginal muscles clinging to his cock with every stroke had him grinding his teeth and fighting not to come so quickly. He felt hot, on fire with such hunger he teetered between his man and his beast.

  Her abundant breasts were pressed against his chest, and the sight of the cleavage turned on his wolf. She was so fucking sexy, and she belonged to him and his brothers. He thrust his hips, his wolf showing dominance and possession as his cock throbbed for release.

  Then he growled as he shoved his tongue into her mouth, thrusting his hips into her, the need to claim dominated any other thoughts. He didn’t give her time or room for her to counterthrust. His wolf was in dire need as he shoved in and out of her folds. His body tightened, and he could feel her vaginal walls grip his flesh. He knew she was about to burst. His wolf cheered prematurely, but the man was determined to ensure satisfaction.

  “Mine!” he roared as he thrust into her warm depths over and over again in a fast pace. He felt the perspiration reach his brow, his teeth clenched with all he had to give to his Charity. He loved her with all his heart. He’d never felt anything so sensational in his life. He gripped her hips and knew that he could leave a bruise as he pounded into her until he found his release. It continued to build up inside of him as Charity held him close and bit lightly into his shoulder.

  Luther lost all control, slamming into her a few more times before exploding inside of her. As he shot his seed into her womb, he bit into her shoulder and imagined his mate with
child. He never gave thought to a family in his lifetime. But with Charity, it seemed natural, and he wanted it all.

  He held her against him as they slowly calmed their breathing in the aftermath of their lovemaking. But it wasn’t long before Luther sensed his brothers’ desire as well.

  He slowly pulled from her body and placed her feet back onto the floor. He kissed her lips as Dante took her hand and pulled her to him.

  * * * *

  Watching his brother take Charity so strongly and smelling her cream as it filled the room made his wolf growl with need.

  “Get ready, Princess, you belong to us,” Dante stated as he took her hand and pulled her toward the couch. They stood in front of the sofa. He twined his fingers through her hair and brought her mouth closer to his for a kiss. Despite the fact that he was fully clothed, he felt his woman’s breasts against his cotton shirt, and her hardened nubs were telltale that she was ready for more. When she cupped his face along his hands and gave into the kiss, his cock throbbed for release.

  He fondled her breasts just as Maximus pressed his body against her back.

  She moaned as their lips released, and Dante took that moment to lick her nipples, one and then the other. Maximus gripped a handful of the gold locks and tipped Charity’s head back against his shoulder.

  “Mine, for the taking,” he growled then thrust against her rear.

  Dante undid his pants and removed them in record speed. He took a seat on the couch, holding his engorged cock in his hand as he waited for Charity to take her place. Maximus kissed her hard as he caressed her body with his hands. She arched and swayed against him.

  Maximus released her lips and cupped her breasts from behind her. Dante watched as Maximus’s palms glided over Charity’s curves, from breast to belly to her mound. She reached her hands back, causing her breasts to push forward just as Maximus slid two fingers between her wet folds. As if on command from his brother’s fingers, she parted her thighs and bent her knees, nearly losing her ability to stand without support. Maximus held her.