Rowena's Triple Threat

by Maia Dylan

  Chase’s soft smile told here they were. “I’m still paying you for the work,” she whispered before she pressed her lips to his in a soft kiss, butterflies fluttering in her stomach when he laughed softly against her lips.

  “I had no doubt that you would, princess,” Luke said dryly. Then he popped up from the bed, Chase rolled off it, and Luke held out his hand. “Now, come on and get your lazy ass out of this bed and into the shower. You need to eat something and keep your strength up.” Rowena giggled at the exaggerated wiggle of his eyebrows, and placed her hand in his. Never having been one who felt anything but happy in her own skin, she stepped from the bed and appreciated their throaty groans at seeing her in all her glory.

  “Damn, baby,” Chase groaned and Rowena felt their hot gazes slide up and down her body, so she put as much movement in her hips as she walked toward the bathroom. “You have a body made for sin.” She looked over her shoulder, gave her best come-hither smile, and then stepped into the bathroom to start the shower, knowing damn well that she wasn’t going to be showering alone.

  * * * *

  “Luke, I think our mate might want a little help in the shower,” Chase advised as he stripped in seconds and charged for the bathroom door.

  “Yeah, I think you might be right!” Luke stripped off his clothes quickly and moved to join his brother at the bathroom door, coming to a sudden stop at the sight that greeted them both. Rowena stood beside the shower, twisting her hair up on top of her head, which thrust her breasts out, and they moved in the most delightful way.

  Rowena grinned as she stepped into the shower, turned, and held a hand out to each of them. She looked like a goddess beckoning them forward and Luke knew he and his brother would be helpless to resist. Never taking his eyes from her, he stepped into the shower and moved to stand behind her as Chase moved to stand in front of her, and then Chase pulled her up against him and kissed her. He had her moaning and writhing against him in seconds.

  “Damn, Rowena, you are so responsive.” Luke groaned as he ran his hands down over the soft globes of her ass. Then he pressed on her back to get her to arch slightly and swirled his fingers in the wetness that was pooling between her legs, and he felt her shiver. Rowena moved her legs apart little wider and began pulsing her hips back toward him.

  “Is Luke making you feel good, baby?” Chase spoke from in front of her and when Luke glanced over her shoulder, he saw that Chase rolled both her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. He loved the fact that her beautiful gray eyes widened and darkened whenever she was aroused. Her breathing rate increased and Luke felt his dick harden at the thought that she loved being between them.

  “Yeah, Chase, he is.” Rowena smiled at him. “All three of you make me feel things I have never felt before.” Luke stilled. “Every time one of you touches me, or kisses me, I melt. Every touch, every caress makes my head spin.” He knew that Rowena wasn’t falling for them as fast as they were for her, but to hear her admit to that much was more than he expected. He glanced over her shoulder and saw the same shocked pleasure on his brother’s face.

  “Well, let’s see how fast we can make that beautiful head of yours spin.” Luke squirted some of the bodywash on the cloth and then began to drag it up her arm and shoulder, the scent of vanilla and honeysuckle filling the steamy air in the shower. He loved taking care of their mate, and the simple act of washing her gently with a soapy washcloth filled a need in him he had never known he’d had.

  Luke took her chin and turned her head toward him. He claimed her mouth as he dragged the soapy cloth over her breasts. She suddenly jerked in his arms and made a low sound that had him groaning into her mouth. Then she pulled her lips free to cry with pleasure, and Luke looked down to see his brother had dropped to his knees in front of her. Luke grinned to see her rolling her hips in Chase’s direction.

  “Oh God, Chase, yeah baby, that feels so damn good!” Rowena’s voice was edged with a need that mirrored his own. Luke pulled her back so that she leaned on him, and her hips were tilted perfectly for Chase to pleasure her. She began to whimper and shudder in his arms, so he locked her to him. God, he loved the sounds she made.

  He reached a hand around and began to roll her nipples, then leaned his mouth down to lick and suck on the skin beneath her ear. “Ahh, God, I’m gonna… oh! Baby… I’m gonna come, I can’t hold it!” Rowena moaned, and then she threw her head back onto his shoulder as her body tensed then shuddered with pleasure. Luke felt his dick leak at the sounds of her orgasm echoing off the walls of the shower. He held her until the shudders stopped and she slumped into his arms. Chase stood up slowly in front of her, the two of them keeping her pressed between them.

  “Fuck, princess, we love it when you come. The sounds you make should be illegal.” Luke began to pulse his hips against her so that his erection pressed rhythmically into the soft flesh of her ass.

  Chase leaned forward and kissed their mate gently. “Thank you for that, baby,” Chase whispered to her, and Luke could hear the need in his voice. Shit, he was in the same damn condition.

  He pressed his lips to her ear. “How about you return the favor for Chase and suck him like you mean it, princess?” Luke grabbed his cock, bent his knees a little, and rubbed the head of his cock against the searing heat of her pussy, pleasuring and torturing them, both moaning, and Luke felt his heart beat kick into a higher gear.

  “Would you like that, Chase?” Rowena’s voice rang with a wicked sensuality that had him hardening even further. He was so aroused now it verged on painful. “Would you like me to bend on over, take your big, hard cock in my hand? I could stroke it for you, nice and hard just the way you like it. I’d roll your balls around in the palm of my hand, and squeeze them gently. Then I’ll slip the swollen head between my lips, and suck you hard till you come in my mouth.” Oh, Jesus, their mate could talk some good sex.

  Luke saw Chase close his eyes and shudder at the image she had built. “Yeah, baby, I would. I would like that more than I need to fucking breathe.” Chase suddenly groaned and he threw his head back. “Fuck! Baby, your hands are fucking magic.” Rowena looked at Luke over her shoulder and his breath caught at the desire in her eyes.

  “Luke, baby, if I lean on down and take Chase in my mouth, I’m sure you’ll find something to occupy yourself with, hmm?” Rowena rotated her hips back against him.

  “Yeah, princess, I’m sure I will.” Luke grinned as he pressed gently on her back, guiding her down until she arched her back and he used his foot to gently nudge her legs wider. “Jesus, princess,” Luke groaned as he ran his fingers down the crack of her ass. “You have the most beautiful ass and pussy.” He looked up and watched as Rowena took his brother into her mouth and they both groaned.

  Grabbing his cock again and bending to bring himself into perfect alignment, he began to pulse his hips so that the head of his cock breached the opening of her pussy and he slid in deeper and deeper until he was balls-deep. He held there for a moment, fighting the urge to come. “Princess, your cunt is gripping me so damn tight. I can feel every twitch and shiver. You feel fucking fantastic.” He pulled out gently and then pushed home again. “Look at that, princess, I wish you could see how damn hot you look taking every inch of me.” Rowena must have liked the thought of that because he felt her hot cream flood over his cock and she began to push back into him.

  He gripped her hips to hold her tight then began to thrust hard into her. He concentrated on her reaction, and keeping a steady rhythm that had her shaking. “Ohhh fuuuuccckk! Swallow me down, baby, here it comes.” Luke heard his brother curse, signaling that he was about to lose it. Luke slowed his thrusts so their mate could enjoy the pleasure she had given Chase. After a moment, he heard Chase groan as he stepped back, almost going to his knees. “Jesus, baby, you make a man feel ten fucking feet tall.”

  Luke began to thrust harder and faster, driving into Rowena with a twist he knew would rock him hard against her sweet spot. He lifted her up so that she was
standing almost upright, hand on Chase’s shoulders for balance, and Luke was able to get his mouth on her shoulder. He licked the water from her skin and rejoiced when her head fell back and she tilted her neck, giving him better access.

  His heart kicked at the trust she had placed in them. Driving into her, he felt his hold on his control slip a little and his hips were hammering into her.

  “Oh, Luke! That feels so good… fuck me! Please, fuck me!” Rowena’s enjoyment had his mouth watering and his canines dropping. Shit, his wolf was hurling itself against him, trying to get him to claim her.

  “Luke! Don’t you fucking dare.” Wyatt’s voice came growling down their bond. Luke hesitated for a moment then was able to push his wolf back, with only a second to spare as Rowena screamed out her pleasure and he felt her pussy rippling against his cock, pulling his own orgasm from him with a groan. He held still as his body pulsed inside her, jet after jet of hot cum filling her quivering pussy.

  “Shit,” Luke gasped as his breath sawed in and out of his lungs and he fell back against the wall of the shower. He had come close to claiming their mate then, with only Wyatt’s dominance and quick thinking giving him the opportunity to thrust his wolf back and take control. He looked at Chase and they shared a damn that was close look.

  As Luke pulled out of their mate, he gritted his teeth at the flutter of pleasure her pussy gave at the feeling. He had to fight the need to push back in. He gently nudged her over to Chase, who wrapped her in his arms. Luke grabbed the washcloth again and gently used it to wash his mate’s body, then quickly took care of his. He stepped out of the shower and reached for their mate, who had been snuggled into Chase’s chest with her eyes closed.

  When he lifted her to stand in front of him, her eyes opened and she looked at him, her eyes shimmering in an emotion he was sure she was nowhere near admitting to. He felt his heart turn over and he would forever pinpoint that moment as the moment he had fallen completely and utterly in love with her. The Quickening might have been the sign from the Fates that she was their fated one, the one woman meant to complete him and his brothers, but it was in this moment that what the Fates had deemed to be their future rang home as truth. He was in love with her.

  * * * *

  Rowena sat back from the table with a satisfied sigh. When they had finally come downstairs, she had been starving! When Wyatt had stepped into the room with bags from Country Blue that came with delicious mouthwatering scents of barbequed meat, she’d basically pounced on him. Sure, some of it might have been because of the drool-worthy shifter who brought it in, but she could hardly be blamed for that. Wyatt was hot!

  “So, what do you think of those shelving units, baby?” Chase leaned over and tapped the sheets they had printed off. Rowena grinned as she moved her plate out of the way and looked closer at the designs Luke had come up with.

  “I love them! It’s exactly right for the space downstairs, and nothing too uniform to make the space seem like a library.” Rowena wanted the space to be light and airy with a lot of room for people to move around and appreciate the collections she would have on offer.

  “If we stick to the same hardwoods we are using for the cabinetry in the café, I think it would tie everything in nicely.” Luke tapped on the wood samples she had already chosen. Everything was coming together and a whole lot quicker than she had thought! Wyatt had brought in a larger team who were currently working downstairs while the four of them had lunch.

  “I want to get some big ol’ comfy chairs and furniture pieces to add color to the space, and make it more welcoming and inviting. I want to—” She stopped when her phone sounded from the kitchen bench behind Luke. She watched as he turned to grab it for her and froze when he read the name on the display. He looked her in the eye and the arctic blue told her she his wolf was close, too.

  “Hunter Reed.” he growled as he handed her the phone. She felt the tension in the room mount. She looked at Wyatt and saw that his eyes had never left the phone, almost as if he wanted to snatch it from her hands. Maybe he was as scared as she was about what Hunter had to say, but that didn’t ring true. No, he was more likely to be impatient to hear the news, and he would most definitely want to protect her from whatever Hunter had to say. Either way they were just as invested in what Hunter had to say as she was.

  Answering the call, she immediately flicked it to speakerphone. “Hey, Hunter, I’ve got you on speakerphone so that some, um… friends of mine can hear you, too.” She caught the low growls and narrowed glances of the three men around the table with her, obviously not liking being relegated to friends’ status but she couldn’t very well say her “three potentially fated mates who could shift into wolves,” now could she?

  There was a small moment of silence before, “Hunter Reed, Shifter Council Enforcer, who is there with Rowena, growling at her?” Rowena felt her jaw drop. Hunter sounded pissed and there was definitely something in his voice that she had never heard before, an almost growling harshness that had her thinking about Ty. And what the hell was a Shifter Council Enforcer? She thought he was federal law enforcement. How did he know that they had growled? Her eyes shot around the table and felt her confusion rise as all three men were grinning.

  “Wyatt, Luke, and Chase Greyson,” Wyatt answered. “Grey River pack members and Rowena’s mates.” This time it was Rowena’s eyes that narrowed. Presumptuous much?

  “Potential mates,” Rowena clarified, channeling Aunt Hilda again. “These three apparently sense that I am their mate, but there has been no biting or claiming or whatever that needs to be done to cement the mating. I remain unconvinced.”

  “Red.” A cocky confidence rang in Wyatt’s tone and had her shivering a little, which didn’t go unnoticed and all three of them grinned. “We are all about convincing you and have a whole range of activities designed to do just that.”

  “Activities,” Luke chipped in, “that are guaran-damn-teed to have you convinced in a surprisingly small amount of time.”

  “Seriously, baby,” Chase finished. “We have a whole offensive playbook of activities we just can’t wait to get started on.”

  “An offensive playbook?” Rowena sniffed, but knew there was laughter in her eye. “Who in the hell do you think you are, Chase? Tom Landry?”

  “Well hell, princess,” admiration in Luke’s tone. “You are just full of surprises! What do you know about Tom Landry?” God, save her from men and their football.

  “Well gee, Luke. What on earth could little ol’ me know about Tom Landry? Except that he coached the Cowboys to win two Super Bowls, five NFC championships, and thirteen division titles in his twenty-nine-year tenure with them, and he was named Coach of the Year in 1966 and 1975.” Yeah, she was from Dallas and proud of it, and boy, did she love the game!

  There was silence as all three men in the room blinked at her, and in the silence came a deep masculine chuckle from the other end of the phone line. “Hell, Rowena, if I had known you were a football fan, I might have made a different play with you myself.”

  That got her three men talking again. Or at least growling and cursing, before all three of them snarled, “Mine!” This in turn had her body heating, moisture filling her panties, and her heart melting. But because she couldn’t have them thinking she liked it too much she rolled her eyes at them.

  “Yeah.” Hunter chuckled again. “I got that.” Rowena had never heard him laugh or make any sounds that weren’t more demand and growl than anything else, and knowing that he was a shifter made the growling make sense.

  “OK, enough of that!” Rowena sniffed. Good lord, she had channeled her late aunt Hilda more in the past week than she ever had. “What’s the call for, Hunter?” The silence at the end for the phone had her tensing. Obviously this was not something that she wanted to hear and that meant it had to do with Baxter.

  “Rowena, he failed to turn up for his last check-in with his parole officer. As of right now, the prick is in the wind.” Rowena felt as if all the air rush
ed from the room. She tried to draw in a breath but couldn’t quite do it. Why the hell was she surprised? She knew the fucker would head for her as soon as he was out.

  She was feeling a little light-headed and heard a rushing in her ears until she felt Wyatt place his hand on hers. Her eyes jumped to his. “Breathe with me, darlin’,” he murmured and then breathed slowly and she matched her breathing with his, never taking her eyes from him. After about six or seven deep breaths, she was able to focus back on the conversation. Hunter was asking if she was all right, and the concern in his voice was clear.

  “She’ll be OK, Hunter,” Luke reassured him and Rowena gave him a small smile in thanks. “Just in shock a little, but nothing we didn’t expect.”

  “Yeah, I expected him to move, too,” Hunter spoke, his voice filling with anger. “As soon as that bastard stepped out of prison, we pulled every available Enforcer into that area, particularly in the area between here and Grey River. He’s still here in Dallas somewhere, and Dane is out there to see if he can’t find any sign of him.”

  “You two be careful!” Rowena snapped out of her shock to caution him. “You were both hurt badly that first time.”

  Hunter was quiet for a moment. “Thanks, Rowena. Just make sure that those three mates of yours keep you safe and sound. Me and my team will find that fucker for you.” Rowena wished she could feel more reassured by the confidence in his voice.