by Fran Lee
She lifted her brows, glancing at Gant, then back at Mace. There was a pretty strict hierarchy in each unit within the pack, and Mace was speaking as if he had the right to speak first, and for all the men. Usually Gant would have that right, being the eldest of the three siblings. She met Gant’s dark eyes, but saw no anger there. Odd. Something was going on, and it was unusual, but she had no intention of being around long enough to find out.
She picked up her fork, and began to eat, suddenly extremely hungry in spite of her lack of appetite when she’d awakened. They all cleaned their plates in silence, and when she sighed in contentment at feeling well-fed, she stirred a spoonful of honey into her coffee and picked it up to sip. Then her eyes lifted to Gant’s and she cleared her throat.
“I will need to gas up my car today. Thanks for kindly unpacking for me, guys, but I will not be staying. I told my boss I would be back by Wednesday unless something came up that needed handling.”
Gant’s eyes widened, then shifted instantly to Mace’s suddenly somber expression. Taking her cue from Gant, Kenna turned to stare at Mace. She took another slow sip, and set the cup down. “Um…you won’t be having a funeral service, will you? There wasn’t one for Uncle Pete.”
Mace seemed to be considering his next words carefully as Dune and Gant waited, watching. “We were planning to have a memorial ceremony as part of the mating celebration. Why would you be planning to leave?” His voice was almost too soft, alerting Kenna to the fact that he seemed to be holding back that nasty temper he was so famous for.
She cleared her throat and glanced from man to man. “Okay…you were right…we really do need to talk. And I’m sorry that you will probably not like what I am going to say, but I need to get it out so we understand one another.” She swallowed the thickness that threatened to close off the back of her throat.
Mace’s shoulders seemed to grow impossibly wider. Gant shifted back in his seat as if ready to leap from his chair. Dune cleared his throat and crossed his thick arms over his broad chest. She licked her lips and tried for a calm voice.
“I love all of you like…brothers. What happened last night was not something that I am proud of. I sort of melted down. That whole sex thing should not have happened. I apologize for letting it happen.” She cleared her throat once again, and swallowed harder. “If I had realized that Aunt Maggie expected me to…to...umm…well…stay here as your mate…I would never have left home. As far as I am concerned, last night never happened. You can all go out and find mates, and you don’t have to worry about me expecting anything more from you. I should never have promised Aunt Maggie without hearing what she expected of me. Umm…I told you all that I didn’t want to be your mate, but nobody listened. I really shouldn’t have let myself get so out of control. It’s on my shoulders.”
She rose from the chair, deciding she’d said enough. She didn’t expect any protest…after all, she was letting them off the hook. But before she could shove the chair back in, Mace was pressed up against her chest, and she was almost sitting on the table. The heat rolling off that hard, massive body soaked into her nerves and muscles, and her pussy got so wet, she knew she was going to leave a spot on the table cloth. He didn’t grab her. He simply surrounded her with all that muscle and heat. His nose was pressed into the side of her neck, and she actually whimpered.
“You. Are. Our. Mate.” His words were low…intimidating. “Do you require a reminder?” His mouth opened at the side of her neck, and his tongue ran along the soft skin there until he reached the slope of her shoulder, where his sharp teeth paused, exactly where he had bitten her the night before. Every nerve and muscle in her body tightened in preparation to feel him marking her once again. “Do you?” His voice was a sibilant murmur against her skin.
The orgasm that struck her curled her into a ball against his body, and all three of the men enclosed her in warm hands and arms as she gasped and screamed out her pleasure. He was still waiting for her to answer him when she came back down from the amazing climax. She shook her head and slumped, allowing them to lift her trembling body from the edge of the table. Mace lifted her into his arms, and she buried her wet face against his neck as he carried her back up the stairs to the master bedroom again, placing her on the big mattress.
Dune and Gant sank into a pair of antique brocaded chairs while Mace sat beside her on the bed. His green gaze held hers as he said quietly, “You accepted us as your mates last night, Kenna. There is no going back. It is very possible that you already carry a child inside you. The mating frenzy is designed to allow all of your mates an equal opportunity to impregnate you. You think that your receptiveness to our lovemaking was something you had control over? That you were solely responsible somehow for the amazing sex we all shared last night?” His eyes held hers as she chewed her lower lip.
“You gave your promise to our Mother. But you responded to our bodies. If you were not meant for us, you could have walked away and we could not have forced you to stay. Mating goes both ways, little one. Every time you came near us when you were younger, we all had to fight our wolves to keep from touching you…inhaling you. Your parents promised you to us when you were first born. You are one of us. They hoped you would learn to love us.
“We loved you from the very first. We waited for you to recognize us as your mates. We protected you from the other males. And then you were frightened when those bastards tried to carry you off. When you took off, it nearly killed us. But Dad convinced us that you needed to experience the outside world. You needed time.”
His fingertips caressed the edge of her jaw. “Tell us you don’t want us. Tell me you don’t want me, and I will walk away and let you have Gant and Dune. But it’s a done deal, Kenna. You are, whether you want to be or not in the cold morning light, the alpha bitch of the Dumont pack. And just like Mom, you can tell two of us to go to hell and choose to be with only one of us. But you aren’t going anywhere.”
She stared up into his pained expression as he rose from the bed and turned to leave the room. Gant and Dune rose from their chairs and followed him, and suddenly the air in the big bedroom felt icy cold. She felt oddly empty inside. She rolled over on the soft comforter and buried her face in the pillows, and allowed all the pain of loss and the shock of what she had done pour out.
Chapter Five
Gant was behind the big desk in the office, but his mind was not on paperwork. Mace was standing by the fireplace, staring into the flickering flames, while Dune was rebraiding a bullwhip that had broken. “You aren’t seriously going to step aside and let her decide which one of us she prefers, are you?”
Dune’s blue eyes snapped up as Mace turned to face them both. “Hell, bro…I’ll sure as hell take her if you don’t want her.”
Gant growled at their youngest sibling. “Don’t be so fucking cocky, kid. She may not want any one of us. But I’m not allowing Mace to bow out.”
“And how are you going to stop me, brother?” Mace forced the anger he felt at Dune down deep, and stared at them both.
“I know how much you want her. It bleeds from every pore in your body. She chose you over us. I figured she might. I’ve seen the way she watches you. Seen the way you watch her. You two have been like tinder and match since she turned old enough to mate. Nobody missed the proprietary way you took Chad out of the equation. You’ve wanted Kenna and if you don’t claim your rights as first, you will be a walking time bomb. We need you functioning and sane, brother. You know as well as I do that Vincent will be sniffing around, hoping that she isn’t carrying a child. All three of us need to be available to her. Willing to keep her safe.”
“She isn’t mine. I took advantage when she was in need. By rights, she should be yours, and Dune and I should be seconds. Legally, you are alpha here. That’s the way Dad planned it. I let my lust take over.” Mace met his oldest brother’s gaze and shook his head.
“That’s total bullshit!” Gant laughed roughly. “I may be the legal alpha of this pack, but that fem
ale will never be anyone’s but yours, and Dune and I know it.”
Dune scowled at Gant. “Speak for yourself. I happen to know she will be happy to see me walk in that bedroom door. If asshole here doesn’t want to exercise his privilege, I will.”
Gant lifted one dark brow and growled softly. “You will be respectful and wait for Kenna to ask for you if she wants you, understood?”
“Why should I wait? Just because you are 20 years older than I am? You think she’ll prefer an old man to me? Or a wolf who thinks because he isn’t pack alpha that he shouldn’t want to fuck our mate?”
Mace moved so fast, the youngest sibling didn’t know what hit him until he was on his back on the carpet, staring up into enraged green eyes. Dune’s hands came up in surrender, his blue eyes twinkling with deviltry. “So you aren’t so honor-bound as you pretend, bro? I know damned well that if Kenna had asked me to fuck her the way she did you, I wouldn’t be down here acting like an asshole. I’d be upstairs buried inside that fuckin’ hot pussy, claiming my rights as first.”
Mace calmed his fury, knowing he’d been drawn into showing his feelings by the little bastard. He snarled at his youngest brother before offering a hand to jerk him off the floor. “So showing respect to our rightful alpha makes me into an idiot? As long as we’re all on the same track, I’ll be upstairs if you need me.”
Kenna wasn’t asleep when the door softly opened. She inhaled deeply, and rolled slowly onto her back to stare up into an achingly handsome face with eyes so deeply green, it hurt just to gaze into them. Her body heated at the look of absolute hunger in them. Every nerve in her body came to life with a vengeance as Mace sank down onto the huge mattress beside her.
“I’m retracting that statement about walking away…”
Her heart leapt and began beating fast and hard in her chest as his hand covered her left breast, the calloused thumb and fingers gently tweaking and pulling the suddenly taut nipple. Her hand caught his wrist as if to prevent him from touching her, but after a moment, she drew his palm to rest over the generous mound, and she whispered huskily, “I want to touch you, Mace…”
Her legs parted, and her hands slid slowly up from his wrist to his chest, her fingers gently tweaking his own tight little nipples through the flannel shirt. He jerked slightly, his eyes closing as if savoring the erotic touch, before he exhaled a soft growl and tore his shirt out of his jeans, and over his head without bothering with the buttons.
“Touch anything you want to, baby. Anything at all.” His voice was gruff.
“Lose the jeans and boots…” her eyes were locked on his rippling abs.
He moved so fast, she was amazed. He was on his back on the bed in nothing but his cotton boxers, his eyes on her face as he waited for her next words.
“Um…boxers too…” she barely managed to get the words past her lips.
When the man who had filled most of her adolescent fantasies lay spread out like a smorgasbord on top of the bed, his liquid green eyes wickedly inviting her to do as she pleased, Kenna rose onto her knees, and ran her tongue from his ribs to his sternum, before she settled an open mouthed kiss over his left nipple and sucked, her hands moving down his hard abs to the luxuriant thickness of silky dark gold hair that surrounded his hard-as-nails cock.
His deep groan of enjoyment made her daring as she circled his marvelous cock with her hand and stroked slowly from base to tip before closing her fist over his swollen cock head. Her mouth moved to his other nipple, and she groaned in her throat as his hands began to push her T-shirt and sweats off until they were both completely naked.
“Come here, sweetness…” he rasped as he reached down and pulled her right leg over his body, and cupped her ass cheeks in his big palms. “Ride me, Kenna…take me into that sweet tight cunt and ride me hard…” His voice was a deep growl in his chest as she rose on her knees and reached behind her to grip his steel-hard shaft and line it up with her wet, slick pussy. “You beauty, you…take me, baby. That’s it, sweetness…fuck yeah!”
She sank slowly down the hot length of his shaft with a choking sigh, feeling her body stretch to admit him until he filled every crevice and ripple inside her aching cunt. “So good…” she whispered as he lifted his head and caught her right nipple, sucking as much of her sensitive flesh into his hungry mouth as he could as he held her to his groin, savoring the feel of her tightness surrounding him. And then he lifted her away until his cock head was almost popping out of her tight hold before he yanked her down hard onto him, sending zinging sensation to every nerve in her body.
Feeling that steel pole giving her every inch she could take, Kenna screamed out her pleasure, the sudden, amazing climax shattering her completely as he slammed in and out of her body with rough growls and wicked slurps as he devoured her nipples and pressed his thumb hard to the side of her clit to send her over the edge again and again.
And when she felt his hot cum filling her with a series of short, jerky jabs, she soared into yet another orgasm, falling across his perspiring chest to pant and try to recover.
She had no idea how long they lay like that, his cock still buried deep inside her body. She felt his fingers and palms slowly moving over her damp skin, cupping her ass cheeks…his lips dragging sensually over her cheek, forehead, down the side of her throat.
A soft knock on the door roused her a bit, and she lifted her head to meet his deep green gaze. “Will you allow Gant and Dune into our bed, sweetness? I know they need you, too, but it’s your choice.”
Her belly tightened at the memory of all three of them making love to her, and Kenna bit her lower lip, burying her face once more in the curve of his shoulder. “Is that a yes, baby?”
She nodded jerkily, and heard the door open softly. When she blinked up at the two massive males that stood on either side of the bed, she felt hot color suffuse her cheeks. Both were fully naked, mouthwateringly erect, and as beautiful as sin. She sat up, still astride Mace’s powerful hips, still feeling the thickness and length of his magnificent cock filling her. Dune stared at their joined bodies, and caressed his thick, beautiful shaft. She glanced up at Gant, and motioned him closer as Mace slid further down in the bed, drawing her with him.
Gant’s dark eyes flickered with lust as she reached for his hand to direct him onto the mattress, coaxing him to his knees so that his delectable cock was poised in eager need just an inch from her smiling lips. His breathing was ragged as she reached out to circle him with both hands and draw his weeping purple tip into her mouth, gently sucking and teasing him with soft hands on shaft and balls.
His big hands slid into the soft silken curls at the sides of her face as his eyes closed and he began a slow, sensuous rocking in and out of her sweet mouth. She could hear Dune’s moans of enjoyment as she felt his calloused hands caressing her ass, his lean fingers touching where her body was joined to Mace, and dragging some of the slickness up to tease around the pink kiss of her rear entrance. She was shocked when she felt his hot tongue slide into the crease of her ass to slowly lick and probe the suddenly supersensitive hole he’d been the very first to open last night. She cried out and sucked hard on Gant’s thick cock, and felt Mace begin to move again, pumping up slowly into her cunt as Gant slowly, reverently fucked her hot mouth with his throbbing cock.
The feel of Dune’s talented fingers easing in and out of her ass nearly overwhelmed her as her youngest mate straddled his brother’s thighs, pressed his eager cock head against her aching kiss, and slowly pressed in, making Mace groan and stiffen.
“God, yesss…” she hissed as Dune began to stroke in gentle sync with every thrust of Mace’s shaft…and as she swallowed Gant’s long thick cock into the back of her throat, her hands stroking as she sucked, he came hard and strong down her throat as she swallowed every hot drop. His deep groan of fulfillment moved her toward the orgasm she was desperately seeking.
As Gant gently slid his softening cock from her mouth, and she licked the plump head, he caressed the swell o
f her ass with his hands and stood up from the bed, his face flushed and his eyes glinting as he swept his gaze over her as his siblings continued to pleasure her. “So fucking beautiful, sweet thing…” he breathed as he gazed at her flushed face. “Thank you for staying with us…”
Dune shouted as he came hard and hot, and as he slowly slid backward off the mattress, Mace flipped her over onto her back and pounded away so powerfully, she came with a shriek of delight, clinging to his muscled body as he followed her over the edge into mind blowing pleasure.
Chapter Six
“I want to go back to Seattle. I have my job, and my apartment. Everything I own in the world is there, and you must know that I can’t stay here indefinitely, Gant.” She paced the office with arms crossed defensively over her chest, frowning at the eldest brother. He continued to add figures to the accounting program on his laptop, one dark brow lifting to tell her he’d heard every word. “You are the alpha of the Dumont Pack…it’s up to you. Whoever locked my damn car in the barn needs to let me take it and go home. You can’t keep me a prisoner here.”
She watched as he finished his work. As gorgeous as the man was, her irritation over being forced to stay made her far less appreciative of his attractiveness. When he closed the laptop and leaned back in his leather chair, his fingers laced over his taut abs in that tight tank-top, she swallowed nervously. “Please let me go.” She turned and stared out the tall windows at the lake.
“What part of being our mate escaped that sharp mind of yours, sweetness? It’s a done deal. Your job is unnecessary since you have enough money to live on for the next century or more. Dune and Mace have gone to Seattle to clear out your apartment and put anything you won’t need in storage. Clothes and personals are being shipped here as we speak. This IS your home.”
