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He exploded so hard she could feel his cum making contact against her womb. Wanting to give as good as she got, she touched him mentally. Caressed his sac, massaged him, and gently probed the nerves around his ass and just like that he was clenching tight and shooting his seed into her once again.
He collapsed forward, his hands still in her hair and the other her ass. His body was jerking with ripples of aftershock, as was hers.
Best orgasms ever!!
That was what Micah heard before slipping into dreamland with a satisfied smile on her face.
Chapter 12
Micah was lifted and placed on the granite island in the middle of their kitchen by Jessiah as Shane made breakfast that she was looking forward to eating this time around. Jessiah snagged a strawberry from the fruit and cheese platter and placed it close to her lips. Mesmerized by his emerald and sapphire eyes, Micah opened her mouth, slid her tongue out then bit into it. It was fresh enough that Jessiah leaned in and licked her from her chin to her bottom lip cleaning up the juice.
It only took that action to cause her body to come alive.
Who was she kidding, just being in the vicinity of these two males had her body humming.
He slipped his tongue into her mouth and she snaked a hand from his abs to his chest then pushed him back.
“Kissing later, talking now,” she said. She noticed Shane pause in scrambling the eggs. “I’ll start. So dears what code name do you go by?”
Jessiah straightened his spine and looked down at her with amusement in his stunning eyes, and hesitance in his stance. He bent down again and nuzzled his nose into the crook on her neck, then ran his tongue over his Mark. Micah shivered.
“That’s playing dirty,” she murmured but leant into him all the same.
“I know,” he mumbled against her shoulder.
“We can do this the easy way, or,” she cupped his thick erection, “the hard way. Which doesn’t involve this.” She squeezed him and he groaned and purred at the same time.
“I’m curious,” Shane said flipping bacon, “what would the hard way involve?”
She smirked and Jessiah got the impression he shouldn’t have asked that question. They were after all talking to the Chameleon.
Shane dropped the tongs and both hands went to the hem of his shirt, while Jessiah stepped back from Micah and his hands went to the buttons of his shirt. Shane lifted his shirt over his head and tossed it on the floor and Jessiah unbuttoned his shirt and dropped it to the floor as well. Then they walked toward each other, grabbed each other’s neck with one hand and leaned in...
“Do you need a room?” Micah smirked.
“Hell no,” Shane said when she released her control on him while Jessiah said, “I’m going to tan your ass.”
“Only if I let you.” Her arms crossed lifting up her ample breasts. Their gazes shifted toward them. “Up here boys,” she whistled. They raised their eyes. “I like my bacon crisp but not burnt.” Shane went to grab her when she melded into the environment disappearing before their eyes. A slap sounded and Shane jerked.
“Did you just slap my ass?”
She reappeared on the staircase. “Can you prove it?”
“You’re so done. When I get a hold of you...”
“If you get a hold of me. Now bacon. I could do this all...day...long.” He growled and she raised an eyebrow. He stalked back to the stove resuming his ministrations. She returned to the kitchen but kept her distance from them. She knew they were gunning for her.
“That’s not the first time you’ve taken control over me, is it?” Shane asked.
“No. After I saw you with...Sheila,” she snarled, “I wasn’t planning on a repeat performance of Cal so...”
“So...” Shane agreed. “That was some wicked crazy ass shit yesterday. Sexy as hell too.” He took the bacon out of the pan. “Hard just thinking about it.”
“Please, you woke up hard. Hell you went to sleep hard even after the marathon sex-fest.”
“Can you blame me, you have looked at yourself in the mirror, right?”
Micah let that comment slide. Yeah of course she did, but with dual beasts she was more muscular and toned than most females. Her body was like steel encased in skin. She was stronger than the average shifter including the males, and after too many snide remarks about it from Ian she’d stopped feeling feminine. It subsided over time when she was with Cal, but then when she found him with Cora it returned with a vengeance.
“Micah,” Shane’s voice was a soft warning, “I don’t care what anyone has told you. You are the sexiest female I’ve ever been with. Soon you’ll start to feel that way. Jess and I will make sure of that.” He came to her and kissed her deep. Then Jessiah was at her back cupping a breast and molding a cheek. She was already aroused being around them, but this was going back into overload territory. And she needed to have this discussion, so reluctantly she slipped sideways and out of their grasps.
“If you keep this up we’ll never have this conversation. You know we need to.”
They both growled but Jessiah said, “Nifty talent you got there. Don’t remember it being on your jacket,” as he planted her back on the island.
Micah smiled bearing pearly white teeth. “Can you blame me?”
“Not with there being a mole in the SIA. And while The General has you under his wing at the moment, shit happens,” Shane said.
“Exactly. I may be an asset now, but I could be one change in management away from being an experiment. Who’s to say they haven’t found a way to suppress my ‘talents?’ If they have then I’ll need any advantage I could get if imprisoned.”
Snarls filled the room. Shane and Jess didn’t appreciate the thought of Micah being captured, imprisoned, and taken away from them.
“What else are you hiding?” Jessiah asked.
“I could tell you, but I’d hate to kill you. Besides hiding sounds deceptive. I prefer the term: keeping potential life preserving secrets.”
“Where’s the trust?” Shane asked light heartedly.
“In your court. You know who I am and I’m sure Warbucks informed you about my past, but I know nearly nothing about you.”
“Couldn’t you just read our minds and find out?” That was Jessiah.
“I could, but aside from me thinking of it as a violation, this is a trust building exercise. You got a freebie when Warbucks told you about me. What did I get? Oh yeah a hand cramp as I refilled out paperwork that I’m sure he had sitting on his desk.”
“How did you know?” Jessiah questioned.
“I sensed the three of you in very close proximity. And Warbucks never goes into the office on a Thursday.” They gave her a narrowed gaze.
“You knew before that,” Jessiah’s eyes narrowed.
“Fine. Your security cameras gave you away. They’re government grade and a civilian would never be able to get their hands on them. But don’t fret my pets, hardly any would recognize Micro’s technology.” Shane brought her a plate of food with enough to feed a third world country. He placed it beside her and she grabbed him by his belt loops, pulled him in and planted a kiss on him. “Thank you.”
He nibbled on her lower lip in response then grabbed Jess’ food.
“So. What do you two really do?”
“Jessiah’s known as the Can Opener or the Nut Cracker depending on who his target is. And I would be known as Mr. Clean,” Shane said.
Micah’s eyebrows raised and then a slow grin splayed her face.
The Can Opener/Nut Cracker had the ability to either slip inside a person’s mental shield or for a stronger mind, crack it wide open, and place them in an impressionable state then his partner Mr. Clean came in and was able to wipe clean memories, manipulate them, even change a person’s state of mind. This tag-team was the epitome of rehabilitation. They’ve been called in and used to alter a serial killers mind, able to re-wire them making them upstanding citizens, pillars in their communities, valued members of society.
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nbsp; “Awesome. I’ve requested to work with you guys but Warbucks denied each request.” As she said that Jess and Shane glanced at each other. An action that didn’t go unnoticed by Micah. “Spill it,” she demanded.
“It’s just curious,” Jessiah started, “that he told us he knew you would be the one to complete our triad, yet seemed to have kept us apart.” He said it softly but the words were what they were and they said a lot!
Micah had stopped chewing when he said this, her mind was racing trying to figure out the reason. Warbucks didn’t do anything without a reason. A damn good one! She finished chewing and swallowed. “Seems as if I need to have a chat with good ole’ dad.”
They talked for hours, she gave them more insight into her past and her insecurities, and as she did she marveled how the twinge of shame or embarrassment seemed to have ebbed. Never one to talk about her past, she found that it was like the weight of the world was being lifted off her shoulders. Found it to be a relief, found herself wanting to share more of herself... with them.
They moved to a love seat, her on Shane’s lap, a palm massaging her back in circles, her legs laid out on Jessiah’s lap, his large hands running up her calves to her thighs and back. While their touches themselves weren’t sensual, it got her juices flowing just the same. When her scent reached their noses their grips tightened on her body, and one growled and the other purred. But still they kept talking. Sure their hands began roaming into her pleasure areas but she was glad that the conversation still went on.
She learned about how Shane and Jessiah grew up together, and that they share a special bond, had since Jess’ birth. Shane’s mom CeCe and Jess’ mom Sybil were best friends, their connection like sisters. They did everything together most times intentionally, others just Fate. They got pregnant just four weeks apart and spent the gestation period inseparable. But when Sybil was reaching her due date she and her mate were involved in a six car pileup, the driver that caused the accident was on drugs. When the ambulance reached them she was slipping, fading into death. Her last words were naming Jessiah. They had to perform an emergency C-section and for Jessiah it was touch and go for days.
CeCe was devastated, but was also the guardian for Jessiah. He was inconsolable and she didn’t know what to do to calm him, she’d tried everything and nothing worked. She was due four weeks after Sybil but she believes that Jessiah’s crying caused her to go into labor earlier than expected. Her reasoning? The instant Jessiah and Shane were in the same vicinity Jess’ crying simmered, when they were put next to each other it stopped completely. And since that moment they were inseparable, sharing a unique bond, one that was so strong it was like they could feel each other’s pain, pre-emptively understood what the other one needed. It lasted into their adulthood. They literally could not live without each other. And because of this they knew they would be sharing a Mate, and did so for the first time last night.
That fact made Micah smile and feel happy, she was the first female they shared. Somehow that made her feel special. Important. They told her that she was, and what’s more she was beginning to feel it.
After some stories of the suffering CeCe was made to endure, AKA their shenanigans, Micah asked, “So you really didn’t know you had a brother?”
“Not a clue, but I plan on finding out why in about thirty minutes,” Shane said. “I’m going to visit dear ole’ mom.” He leaned in and kissed Micah roughly yet sensually. When he went to move her, she grabbed a handful of the longer golden-blond hair on top of his head and pulled him to her lips again. She scraped a hand down his chest making sure to pull on his nipple rings. He hissed and grabbed her wrist. “I really would love to sink into you, you have no idea...”
“But mom would perform her own search and rescue mission then exact her own kind of punishment in the form of denying us our Sunday dinner,” Jessiah finished for him.
Micah laughed. “Mama’s boys,” she said endearingly. She was lifted in the air and placed in Jessiah’s possession. She barely noticed the movement. Her mind was wondering what it would be like to have a family and Sunday dinner. She wondered if they Mated would she go with them, would they want her to? Cal had his father but the visits were rare, and most were Pack events.
“She’ll love you,” Shane bent and kissed her forehead. Such a small act that sent her heart soaring.
“She’ll certainly feel something towards me,” she mumbled. Shane reached his shirt that was still on the floor and turned to her with question in his eyes. “Well don’t you think she’ll find it weird to say the least that all three of her sons have been with the same female?” Shane didn’t say anything. “Unless you don’t want to tell her about me,” her voice was soft.
“Of course we want to tell her about you, I plan to today. And frankly, I don’t give a shit what she or anyone thinks about you and your past. As far as I’m concerned it’s just that, in the past. Besides if anyone should have a problem with it, it should be Callum. What Mate, or honorable male would cheat on his Mate period? Forget about in their Mating bed. If he’d been raised by my mom that would’ve never happened.” He walked back to the couch and knelt before her and took her hands in his. “And for that reason I’m thankful that he wasn’t. And now you are mine.” He kissed the knuckles of her left hand, then her right. And she felt the depth of his emotions in his touch and kisses. She yanked him toward her and gave him a fierce hug. He stiffened for a second before yielding into it. He’d been with many females, but never had he felt an emotional connection to them. And the only contact he usually had was in the bedroom, and there wasn’t much hugging going on there.
Micah released him and kissed his cheek. “See you later.”
“Mm-hm, all of me,” he said and headed toward the exit. Micah shivered in anticipation, then looked to Jessiah.
“Come with me?”
“How many times?” he asked.
She chuckled and shook her head. “The boring response would’ve been where,” she repositioned herself so she was straddling him. “I’m glad you’re not boring,” she bent down and bit the skin over her Mark. He purred.
“You shouldn’t have done that,” he said with his head lulled back on the couch.
“It’s ok, I understand if you’re worn out from last ni...”
Jessiah’s mouth ate up the last part of her words, and the sound of a tear then the feel of cool air hit her as the remaining scraps of her shirt were thrown behind her. A tight fist encased a handful of her braided hair and her head was yanked back roughly. When she met his eyes they were dilated and animalistic. “I’m going to fuck you raw.” Micah gasped. His beast was just beneath the surface. She’d challenged Jessiah, but it was his beast that stared out at her, his message clear--Challenge accepted.
Chapter 13
Shane pulled into his parents drive way, the bushes that lined the slate walkway were trimmed as usual. He heard his mom’s footsteps as she trekked over the new wooden floors that he and Jess had replaced for their sixty-ninth anniversary. Hm, sixty-nine years. His and Jess’ exact age. As he heard the latch unlock on the door he wasn’t sure how he was going to bring this up. There must’ve been a reason for her to not tell him about Callum. He knew he was definitely her child and the fact that Callum looked like him with her blue eyes, well that said it all.
She opened the glass door with a wide smile on her face. No doubt she had scented him before opening the door. She ran out as she always did to give him a hug. He met her halfway and kissed her cheek. Her hair was the color between his and Callum’s. Callum had light blond hair, Shane golden-blond, his mom had a mixture of both, the golden-blond darker strands acting like highlights. But it was her blue eyes that Callum inherited, whereas he guessed he inherited his father’s brown eyes.
“I’m so happy to see you,” she held his hand while she walked him into the house. The wide foyer was filled with pictures of his family and told the story of his and Jess’ childhood. If pictures said a thousand words then there were
about seventy thousand words on the walls.
“Your father will be upset he missed your visit. He’s in the city working on some big construction project, you know he talks but well, sometimes I don’t listen when he turns into Charlie Brown’s teacher with the technical terms. Wah, wah, wah, wah, wah,” she laughed and he chuckled alongside her. “I was just making some coffee and I made a fresh coffee cake yesterday for your father, but you will have a piece.”
He sat himself on the bench in the nook on the right side of the kitchen, next to the large sliding glass doors. “Thanks, mom but...”
“No buts, I’m already done. Now where is my other son? Why hasn’t he come to visit me?” She was placing the cream into his coffee cup. She had already sliced two pieces of her crumbly coffee cake and had them on a tray. Placing the cups on the same tray she brought it to the table and handed Shane his cake and coffee.
“Well actually, that’s sort of what I came to talk to you about,” he had a folded picture held in his right hand; he slid it to her over the tabletop.
She picked it up and as she unfolded it, he sensed her trepidation. Once it was opened her left hand went to her slightly opened mouth and tears welled in her eyes. The hand holding Micah’s and Callum’s Mating picture began shaking. It was a close up of the two, Micah was looking at the camera with a surprised look on her face as Callum was giving her a kiss with the majority of his face toward the camera. It was a good picture, it showed Micah in a state Shane planned on bringing her too--happiness--then surpassing it. And it had enough of Callum’s face--though after this he was planning on removing him from it--that there was no doubt he could’ve been his doppelganger.
She lowered her left hand and ran it down Callum’s face mimicking what Shane remembered her doing to him and Jess when they were younger. A touch so tender and light but heavy with one emotion--love.
