by Becca Van
“Yes, I want—” She didn’t get to finish her sentence because when Sin and Taylor stepped back, Michael swept her up into his arms and hurried toward the bedroom.
He gently placed her on the mattress, got up beside her, and covered her mouth with his. She grabbed a handful of his hair and hung on. He tasted just as good as Sin and Taylor. They all tasted different, but each of them tasted just right. Michael kissed a little more aggressively than his brother, as if he was going in for the kill and wasn’t about to relinquish his control of what he wanted until he had it. That was fine with her. Mari wanted to go on kissing them all forever.
Gentle hands lifted her injured ankle as another hand pulled at the button on her jeans. She moaned and sucked Michael’s tongue into her mouth.
“Geezus, she’s so fucking responsive.” Sin’s gravelly voice and words only vaguely registered.
“I’ve never seen such passion,” Taylor rasped. “I can’t wait to taste that delectable-smelling honey.”
Fingers hooked under the waistband, and then her leggings and panties were being tugged down her legs. A large, warm hand pushed up under her light sweater, caressed over her belly, and then up her torso. The hand didn’t stop beneath her breast like she thought it would, but continued on until it engulfed her soft, feminine globe.
Michael broke their kiss, stared deeply into her eyes, and then removed her top.
“Sexy as fucking hell,” he panted out as he stared at her lace-covered breasts. “I need to see all of you, sugar.” His fingers deftly flicked the front clasp of her bra, and the stretched material sprung open, freeing her breasts.
“Damn, baby, you’re so fucking hot,” Taylor said in a hoarse voice.
Mari looked down where Sin and Taylor were kneeling at her feet on the bed. When she met their eyes, one after the other, she had to close hers so she wouldn’t go up in flames. Although, it was way too late for that. She was already so hot she was burning up.
As she opened her eyes Sin crawled up to her other side, and after handing a pillow to Taylor, he put her wrapped injured foot onto the soft lump.
She felt so cared for, and again tears of emotion pricked the back of her eyes.
Taylor literally threw himself off the end of the bed, and he landed on his knees with a thud. His arms reached out, snagged around her upper thighs, and pulled her down the bed. He lifted her legs and slung one and then the other over his shoulders, but was more gentle with her hurt foot, and she sighed with appreciation. She didn’t want to call a halt because she was in pain, but she had to admit, even if only to herself, she wasn’t feeling any pain right now. She put it down to all those endorphins running through her body.
Mari moaned when Michael cupped a breast and his thumb reached out and strummed over the aching nipple. Sin cupped her face, turned her head his way, and started kissing her voraciously.
She cried out when a finger caressed through her drenched folds from top to bottom and back again. And then her hips bowed off the bed when a warm, wet tongue licked her whole pussy.
Sin released her lips, and kissed and nibbled his way down her neck, stopping every now and again to pay more attention to sensitive spots when she shivered and moaned, before licking his way over to her other breast and drawing her nipple into his mouth.
The fervor was almost too much, but nowhere near enough. She was burning hotter and brighter and wondered if she would survive such pleasure.
Taylor flicked the tip of his tongue over her clit, and she whimpered and shivered as her cunt clenched and more cream dribbled out. But when he flattened his tongue and started licking her like an ice cream, she started making sobbing noises as the bliss consumed her.
He growled against her pussy, the vibrations shooting deep into her womb, and she thrust her hips up while grabbing at his hair and tried to push him harder into her vagina. Hands wrapped around her wrists, and then her arms were being lifted up above her head and held down against the mattress. She had virtually no control over what they did or what was happening to her body, and that just turned her on even more.
Taylor’s finger rimmed her dripping-wet hole, and then he started pushing up inside her. Inch by slow, pleasurable, excruciating inch, until it was inside her cunt at far as it could go. Once more, the tip of his tongue flickered over her clit as he began to pump his finger in and out of her sheath. And then it was a tighter fit as he added another finger. Mari mewled and writhed, her hips rocking in time to Taylor’s finger-fucking, and the pressure began to build.
Never had she been so wet. Never had she felt such bliss or hunger.
Each time he pumped his fingers inside, he increased the pace and the depth, and his tongue moved faster.
Tingles erupted along the sensitive internal walls, deep into her uterus, and all over her body. Her muscles grew tauter, heat grew to a blazing inferno, and her pussy walls grew closer together. Teeth scraped over her nipples before tongues swirled around the aching peaks and then mouths suckled firmly.
And then, as if they’d planned it, Taylor’s fingers rubbed over a really sensitive spot inside her cunt just as Sin and Michael bit down on her nipples.
Mari screamed. Her body shook and shuddered. Her cunt clamped and let go, grabbing onto and releasing around Taylor’s shuttling fingers. She quaked and quivered, her breath gone and her mouth wide open as nirvana swept over her again and again, and again.
Cream flowed from her pussy, and Taylor growled just before he made slurping and sucking sounds as he swallowed her cum. Aftershocks made her whole body twitch, and it wasn’t until she felt three sets of large, manly hands running over her skin as if trying to soothe her down from such a big high, that she realized her eyes were closed.
She had no idea when Taylor had withdrawn his fingers and mouth from her pussy and wondered if she’d blacked out for a moment or two. She opened her eyes when Taylor eased her legs off of his shoulders and back onto the bed, adjusting the pillow under her injured foot.
“Thank you, baby. You have no idea how much your trust means to us.”
Mari nodded since she couldn’t find her voice. Plus she wasn’t used to any of this and had no idea what she was supposed to say.
Michael leaned over until he was in her sight and gave her a soft smile. “You’re special, Marigold Blossom.” He bent down and kissed her lightly on the lips.
“Are you hungry, honey?” Sin asked.
Mari’s stomach took that moment to growl, and she couldn’t help but grin when all three men burst out laughing. Taylor and Michael got to their feet and headed out.
“Let me help you get dressed and then we can eat.” Sin held his hand out to her, and Mari didn’t hesitate in putting hers into it. But instead of helping her up like she expected him to, he brought her hand up to his mouth and kissed the back of it before winking at her. Then he rose up to his knees, scooped her up into his arms, and stood up. She sighed and wrapped an arm around his neck and nuzzled the skin of his material-covered chest with her nose.
Sin carried her to the toilet and left her to clean up. When she was finished he was waiting for her and once more lifted her up and carried her to the sink where she washed her hands. After he helped her dress, he carried her out to the kitchen and sat down at the table with her on his lap.
“How’s the pain level, honey?”
“I could do with some more painkillers.”
Michael rushed over with the medicine and a glass of water before going back to help Taylor with the dinner preparations. And although she watched them move about, ogling their yummy muscular backsides and strong arms, all she could wonder about was why her pain seemed to diminish when there was pleasure to be had. If someone could bottle that, they would end up very rich indeed.
* * * *
Sin’s wolf was a lot calmer now after being able to help bring Marigold to climax. But he was so fucking hard he was in pain. He relished holding her in his arms and inhaling her wonderful apple-cinnamon scent and hoped that her tru
st grew until she could accept him, his brother, and Taylor as her mates. At least she hadn’t run out on them.
“Do you live with your family, Marigold?” Sin asked, but when he saw the sad look in her eyes, he wished he could take his question back.
“No.”
“I’m sorry, honey. I didn’t mean to upset you.”
“You didn’t. Not really.”
“What happened, baby?” Taylor asked.
“My parents were killed when a drunk driver ran a stop sign. They’d just dropped me off at my aunt’s house for their first night out since I’d been born six months previously.”
“Damn, honey. That must have been hard,” Sin said.
“Yeah, but in a way it was easier than you’d think. I don’t remember them so I don’t miss them as much as I probably would have if I had had them longer.”
“Did your aunt raise you?” Michael asked.
“Yes. She was great.”
Sin cupped her face. “Was?” He almost whispered the question.
“She died of pancreatic cancer my first year of college.”
“Shit,” Taylor said. “Did she have kids?”
“No, she never married.”
“Was she good to you?” Michael questioned.
“She was the best.” Mari smiled, and her eyes turned hazy as if she were lost in memories. “She was more like a big sister than an aunt. There were ten years between her and my mom. What about you guys? Is your family still alive?”
“Mine and Michael’s are. The elders of the pack decided to band together and go off traveling. They come home once a year,” Sin said.
“Do you have more than one dad?”
“No,” Michael answered. “Our father had no brothers or cousins, therefore he was our mother’s only mate.”
“What about you, Taylor? Are your folks still alive?”
When Taylor turned to face Mari, Sin saw the flash of sadness before in his eyes before he could hide it. Mari must have, too, because she pushed up off his lap and hobbled over toward Taylor. Taylor’s body tensed, and even though they all saw it, including Mari, she kept right on going and then she wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him tight.
“You don’t have to answer. I can tell my question caused a lot of pain,” Mari said.
Sin fell more in love with their mate in that moment, and from the softening of Taylor’s expression, he did, too. His friend didn’t hesitate to envelop her in his arms and hold her close. His eyes closed as he savored having her against his body.
He glanced at Michael and saw that he was just as much in love with Mari as him and Taylor.
Sin just hoped that she would continue letting them hold her and love her even if they couldn’t go all the way. She was his world already and didn’t want her ever leaving them.
“My parents died a long time ago, baby.”
“But you still miss them,” Mari said softly before drawing back slightly and reached up to cup Taylor’s cheek.
“Yeah, I do.”
“How old were you when they passed?”
“Fifteen.”
“Who looked after you?”
“I did.”
Sin wasn’t really surprised to see tears in Mari’s eyes, and then they spilled over onto her cheeks.
Taylor wiped the moisture away with his thumbs and then leaned down to kiss her lightly on the lips.
“You are an amazing man, Taylor Henderson.”
Sin chuckled when Taylor’s cheeks turned slightly red, but his friend just shrugged before hugging Mari again. She squeaked when he lifted her into his arms and carried her back over to place her in Sin’s lap again. He gave her a hard look and pointed a finger at her. “Stay off that damn foot. If I catch you on it again without Ashton’s say-so I am going to put you over my knee and spank that sexy ass.”
Mari’s mouth gaped open and then snapped shut with an audible click before she glared right back at Taylor. “You’ll do no such thing.”
“Don’t test me on that, baby. That wasn’t a threat, it was a promise.”
“Arrogant jerk,” Mari muttered under her breath, but of course they all heard her.
“That’s Alpha arrogant jerk to you, Mari.”
Mari glared at Taylor again before she sighed and relaxed back against Sin’s chest. “Isn’t an Alpha like the leader of the pack?”
“Yes,” Sin answered.
Mari shifted on his lap, and he bit back a groan when her soft cheeks rubbed against his hard, aching cock. She seemed totally oblivious to his predicament, or maybe she just chose to ignore his hard-on.
“So you’re the leader?” Mari asked, looking at Taylor with awe.
“No.” Taylor turned back to the meal preparations, and from the set of his shoulders he wasn’t about to elaborate.
Sin decided that if Mari was willing to ask questions, then she deserved answers. How else was she supposed to get to know them if they refused to answer? So he started telling her about Taylor’s pack and how he had earned the title of Alpha even if he refused to lead the small group of men.
“Wow.” Mari glanced at Taylor with what looked like respect. “A lot of men would have let that type of power go to their heads. You did what was right for the rest of your pack, Taylor. You should be commended for making such a decision.”
Taylor’s shoulders lowered from around his ears, and he turned to smile at Mari. “Thank you, baby. It means a lot to hear you say that.”
Mari nodded. “So who is the Alpha of Sugar Creek Pack?”
“Lucien Woolf is Alpha. His brothers Raphael and Gabriel are his Betas,” Michael explained.
“And a Beta is?”
“Second in command to the Alpha,” Sin answered.
“So what are all of you in this chain of command?”
“We are Omegas.”
“What does an Omega do?”
“We are involved with whatever is necessary.” Sin kissed the top of Mari’s head and once more inhaled her wonderful apple-cinnamon scent. “But mostly we make sure our land is secure from any threats.”
“So you’re security, huh?”
“You could say that,” Michael said and winked at her.
“Taylor is a cop.”
“You are?” Mari asked and then smiled as she met each of their gazes. “Well, I suppose that’s not so surprising.”
“Why do you say that?” Taylor asked.
“Because you are all so damn tall, muscular, handsome, and sexy. Plus you all give off this aura of…power and authority.”
“Is that a good thing?” Sin asked. He’d wanted to howl with joy when she said they were all sexy and handsome, but he didn’t want to startle her or make her embarrassed over what she’d said. He could tell his brother and Taylor were just as happy.
“Hell yes.”
Sin chuckled, and then all of them were laughing. Their mate was a surprising mix of shyness, sensuality, and minx. He knew if she agreed to mate with them they would have a long, happy life, and hopefully the gods would bless them with pups, too.
They just had to convince Mari that they were the men for her.
Chapter Six
"I am damn sick and tired of being stuck inside and walking like an old woman," Mari muttered to herself.
The last few days had been frustrating for Mari, but she sucked it up since she hadn’t been allowed to walk anywhere. Her ankle was still a little tender, but after Ashton had checked it out he had told her she could walk on it as long as she kept it wrapped.
She had spent three nights in the guest bedroom of their home, and none of the men had attempted to touch her in a sexual way again. She was so damn horny she was thinking about taking matters into her own hands, so to speak. The mating musk the men emitted was driving her bonkers, and although they touched her often and cuddled with her, they kept their hands and mouths away from her girly bits. Of course they kissed her, but only chaste kisses on the lips. But what worried her was the way they all seemed t
o be becoming more aggressive.
The men were snapping at each other and getting angry over the slightest little thing. Mari wasn’t sure what was going on, but she didn’t like it. She was seriously thinking of asking Primrose if she had a spare bedroom she could move into. One of the men was with her nearly all the time, and she was getting cabin fever. Whichever one was with her would seem to not want to be with her and found excuses to stay in the office they had set up off the kitchen.
Prim had dropped in every day for a quick cup of coffee before taking off again, explaining that she had a million and one things to do for the wedding.
Mari sighed and pushed to her feet. The book she had been trying to read wasn’t holding her attention, and she must have read the same paragraph at least five times without taking it in. She was also having trouble sleeping at night. She wanted to be sleeping with Sinclair, Michael, and Taylor, but she couldn’t see that happening in this millennium. She didn’t understand what was going on with them. From what Primrose had told her, the men were supposed to have fallen in love with her from the first time they had met, but Mari was beginning to think that had been a lie. But when she realized that Prim had never lied to her before, she decided that she couldn’t possibly be their mate.
She limped slowly to the kitchen to make a fresh pot of coffee. If Prim was sticking to a routine, then she would be here any minute. Mari covered her mouth when she yawned, and then after getting cups, sugar, and milk out she sat on a stool at the counter. Sin was home with her today, but the last time she had seen him he’d been hurrying out the back door saying something about chopping wood. Normally she would have been peering out the window and ogling his sweat-gleaming body, but she just couldn’t seem to summon up any energy now that she was sitting down.
Both Michael and Taylor had chopped wood when it was their turn to babysit her, and she’d watched them strip their shirts off before they got to work. She loved watching the way their muscles moved and flexed, but she was feeling dejected and despondent and wasn’t sure what to do.
“Hey,” Prim said, and she strode into the kitchen and sat down next to her before reaching for and pouring herself some coffee from the pot.
