by Crissy Smith
She slowly made her way to the kitchen where Kyle had told her he’d be starting the coffee. As she stepped in the doorway, she saw Kyle standing in front of the sink, his back to her, with his head bent. She didn’t think she made any noise but his head snapped up and he turned to look at her.
“Hey,” he greeted with a small smile.
“Hi,” she replied, unsure of what to do.
He motioned her forward. Bree walked to him, glancing over at the balcony, seeing Shawn outside, pacing.
“What’s going on?” she asked as Kyle wrapped his arms around her.
Kyle sighed. “I’m not sure.”
Bree turned in his arms and looked up at him. He sounded so dejected and she didn’t like that one bit. “What can I do?”
Kyle shrugged. “I honestly don’t know,” he admitted. “Shawn won’t… I mean he can’t…shit…”
She cupped his face when he tried to look away.
“What happened?”
He shook his head and clamped his lips together.
Bree hadn’t been in the shower long so whatever happened couldn’t have escalated too badly. “Kyle…”
He met her eyes. “I suggested he join you in the shower.”
Bree frowned. “And he didn’t want to?”
Kyle shrugged.
Bree tried to quash the hurt. Maybe Shawn didn’t want her. He could just be settling for her because that’s what Kyle wanted.
Bree pulled away from Kyle. “I think I should go,” she said softly.
It broke her heart to think about being separated from Kyle and Shawn. But she knew it would be even harder on her later if she stayed and Shawn never felt for her the same intense feelings she already had for him. In bed earlier, she had actually believed he cared.
“No… please,” Kyle begged, reaching out for her.
“I can’t…” her voice broke.
“We’ll figure this out,” Kyle promised. “I know we can. Shawn wants you—that’s not the problem. He just…”
“Just what?” she asked sharply.
“Is still scared of hurting you,” Shawn finished softly.
Bree twirled around hand to her throat. “Shawn!”
He shook his head and sat at the table. His cheeks were red and he was flushed from the crisp, cool outside air.
“I thought we took care of that last night… or this morning,” Bree stated.
“Last night I couldn’t hurt you, Kyle was there. This morning my hands were on him not you,” Shawn pointed out.
Bree bit her lip, thinking. While it was true he hadn’t penetrated her, he had still touched her. Held her as Kyle had been making love to her the night before. Kissed her this morning.
“You’re making excuses,” she accused.
Shawn stiffened. He stared at her with confusion plain on his face. “What?”
Bree moved to him. He watched her warily. As soon as she reached him he sat back in his chair. Perfect. She threw one leg over and straddled him.
“What are you doing?” he asked nervously.
Bree grinned. “Touch me,” she challenged.
“I…”
She placed her hand over his mouth. “Don’t talk, touch me.”
Shawn brought both his hands up and cupped her face. Bree removed her own hand from his mouth and leant in, kissing him softly.
“You’re touching me now, you’re kissing me,” she told him, her lips brushing his as she spoke. “You did last night and this morning too.”
“But I’m not inside you. What if I can’t control myself?” he questioned and lowered his head. “I’ve left bruises on Kyle.”
“And I’m sure he enjoyed every minute of it,” she responded. A quick glance over her shoulder to the man of question and she received a nod and smile. She turned her attention back to Shawn. “As I would.”
Shawn let out a savage groan. “Bree,” he pleaded. “What if…”
“Shut up,” she finally stated and took his mouth in a hot sensual kiss. She put all of her feelings into the meeting of lips, teeth, and tongue.
Shawn gave back as good as her. It wasn’t long until his hands fisted in her hair and he held her head still, taking control. Bree shook with the passion he ignited.
Shawn broke the kiss, staring into her eyes, panting. “I want you so bad I ache,” he told her.
“I know a cure for that,” she stated simply.
She stood and offered him a hand. He accepted and rose to his feet.
“Thank you,” he whispered as he bent his head and kissed her cheek. “I don’t know how we got so lucky in finding you but I’m glad we did.”
Bree nodded, her eyes tearing up. Oh yes she already had feelings for him. For them both.
Shawn tugged her body close to his. “Kyle,” he called.
Kyle stepped up to them, looking so happy.
“I’m sorry,” Shawn said quietly.
“I’m proud of you,” Kyle responded.
“Proud?” Shawn questioned.
“You didn’t run this time. You went outside, cooled down—probably cussed your head off—but afterwards, you came back in here and talked. You didn’t run,” Kyle repeated.
“I’m nothing without the two of you. I never want to be alone again,” Shawn admitted. “It still worried me. My lack of control. I’ve never had to deal with this before. I don’t know how.”
“I have an idea on that,” Bree broke in. While she was not a shifter, she was part of a shifter family.
“What?” Shawn asked suspiciously.
“Nothing we need to talk about right now,” she told him cupping his erection. “I think we were right about here.” She started to rub.
“Well, I think we were going to take this into the other room,” Kyle said, gesturing to the bedroom.
“Wait,” Shawn told them.
Bree took a deep breath, waiting for Shawn to say whatever it was he needed to get out. Still if the man would just trust her…
Shawn took one of Kyle’s hands, one of hers and put them both between his.
“Bree,” he said softly.
“Yes Shawn,” she smiled at him reassuringly.
“Even knowing that I have some issues to work out, and Kyle… well, Kyle’s pretty much got it together but—” Shawn started again. “Even after everything that’s happened in the last twenty four hours… would you… are… will you mate with us?”
Bree’s heart skipped a beat. Actually skipped in her chest. She stared at Shawn and saw his worry then looked to Kyle and saw the hope.
She squeezed their hands. “Yes. Oh yes!”
“Thank God!” Kyle muttered.
Shawn laughed and pulled them both close, kissing Bree then Kyle.
“Can we move this into the bedroom now?” Kyle grumbled.
Bree nodded, eager as he was. She led both men back into the bedroom. The bed was still unmade and she smiled when she saw the twisted sheets from their playing earlier.
She undressed herself, keeping her eyes on Shawn, knowing Kyle would be there if Shawn got nervous. She knew part of Shawn’s problem was that since she was human, she would be easier to hurt. She would prove to him that she wasn’t made of glass. That she could take him even with his wolf close to the surface. In fact, she wanted Shawn to just let go and love her hard.
Once she was completely naked, she beckoned Shawn forward. Kyle stood at his back and between Bree and Kyle they quickly removed Shawn’s clothes.
Bree stood on the tips of her toes and pressed her lips to Shawn’s. Shawn growled and buried his hands in her hair. The kiss deepened and Bree’s heart sped up. This was what she wanted.
Bree slowly pulled back and cupped Shawn’s jaw. His hands were still in her hair and he brought his mouth down to one of the purple stripes.
“Why is your hair different colours?” he asked softly.
Bree laughed. It wasn’t the question she’d expected. “I like colours. I like being different.” Then a thought popped up. “Does
it bother you?”
“Oh, God no,” Shawn said quickly.
Kyle chuckled behind him. “We think it’s sexy as hell,” he added.
Bree grinned. “Good.” She ran her tongue under Shawn’s jaw before she whispered, “Kyle still has clothes on.”
Shawn’s eyes lit up. “Well we can’t have that now, can we?” He reached and pulled Kyle forward. Bree attacked Kyle’s T-shirt while Shawn went to work on his jeans.
Kyle let them take charge and soon Shawn pulled the three naked bodies close together.
“Don’t give up on me,” Shawn begged quietly. “Please.”
Bree’s eyes watered at the anguished request. “Never,” she promised.
“You belong to us,” Kyle stated seriously.
Shawn nodded and dropped his head. He shivered once hard, and Bree tightened her arms around his waist.
“Bed,” she urged.
They moved together until she lay in the middle of the bed with Shawn above her, Kyle curled up at her side. They started just kissing and petting, she and Kyle taking time to relax Shawn with their touch.
Bree no longer questioned if Shawn wanted her or not. The thick, hard cock rubbing against her hip told her that much. She was thrilled with Shawn positioned over her and she wrapped her legs around his waist.
Shawn stiffened for a moment but Bree ran her hands over the muscles in his shoulders to keep him grounded. “I want you, Shawn. I want you to take me.”
“I don’t want to hurt…” he started.
“Hush,” she told him, running her fingers over his lips.
Shawn closed his eyes then nodded. Hands on her hips, he yanked her down until his prick was positioned at her sex. Then he lowered his head and kissed her.
Bree accepted his tongue and arched her back, wet and wanting. While Shawn continued to devour her mouth, she felt another pair of lips at her nipples and shivered in need.
Shawn kissed her chin, her cheeks, and forehead as he slowly started to enter her.
Bree’s breath caught as Shawn filled her. Kyle fondled her breasts and kissed her. She moved one hand from Shawn’s shoulder and gripped the base of Kyle’s cock. Kyle leant back giving her room to work and covered her hand with his own. Shawn continued to thrust in steady, long strokes, and Kyle and Bree matched his rhythm, jacking Kyle off.
One hard plunge from Shawn and she moaned. Shawn tightened his hold on her hips.
“That’s it,” she encouraged. “More, Shawn.”
Shawn moved his hips faster and, just like she wanted, started to ride her harder. Her mouth dropped open and she couldn’t hold back the sounds of pleasure. Shawn felt so good inside her. Hard and smooth. Kyle had started to leak pre cum and the added moisture helped ease her hand as she stroked him. She could smell sweat and her men.
Shawn’s hips snapped faster and faster. “Good, feels so good,” he mumbled.
Bree lifted her legs higher on his waist taking him deeper. “Harder Shawn…please.”
With a loud cry Shawn lifted her hips off the bed and really started to plunge into her clenching pussy. Her body tried to hold him inside but he slammed into her again and again.
She was hot and trembled with unreleased passion. Her breasts were heavy and she was panting. A low, long moan escaped and she climaxed.
“Fuck,” Shawn groaned and his seed was released inside her. Kyle bucked against her hand and then he came, splashing her hand and the bed with his essence. They all collapsed at the same time.
Bree grinned. Shawn had remained in control the entire time. She couldn’t wait to show him all they could do together.
Shawn moved first, heading to the bathroom to grab a wash cloth to clean them all up. Once that task was done, he climbed into the middle of the bed and pulled her and Kyle to his sides.
“This is all I have ever wanted,” he announced softly. “Just the two of you.”
“The three of us,” Kyle added.
“Mates,” Bree finished with a smile.
They fell asleep in each other arms knowing when they awoke, their future awaited them.
Epilogue
Shawn smiled as he looked around the backyard that was full of friends and family. He had met Bree’s grandparents, and the three older members of her family had welcomed both he and Kyle, which gave him hope for Bree’s other family members.
His and Kyle’s family were also attending the impromptu barbeque at his weekend house before the full moon run later that night.
When his brother’s female mate, Annabelle, heard that he and Kyle would be mating with Bree, she had set to work to throwing them a party.
“So what do you think, brother?” Trevor asked, throwing an arm around his neck.
Shawn glanced over to where Kyle and Bree were dancing in the grass. “I’m a very lucky man,” he told his brother.
Trevor tightened his arm in a hug. “I’d say we both are extremely lucky,” Trevor agreed.
Shawn followed the other man’s gaze to his own mates. Annabelle sat on Mac’s lap while she laughed with Mac’s sister, who held her brand new baby in her arms.
“I’m thankful, that’s for sure. I can’t wait until tonight, though,” Shawn told his brother, dropping his voice a little.
“What’s going on?” Trevor asked as he dropped his arm and moved to stand in front of Shawn. Shawn couldn’t meet Trevor’s eyes straight on. But he needed to talk to someone. Someone who wasn’t one of his mates. “I’m struggling a little with my control,” Shawn admitted. “It’s not a big deal with Kyle, but I’m so afraid of hurting Bree…”
It still tore at his heart every time he backed away from Bree and her eyes would flash with hurt. He’d only been able to make love to her a few times over the past week, still scared of causing her pain.
“Ahh, I see,” Trevor nodded several times.
The certainty in his brother’s voice drew his eyes up. “You do?”
Trevor laughed. “Yeah man, I’ve been there.”
Shawn felt his breath rush out in relief.
“We waited a year to claim Annabelle. I remember one time when I found out she went out for drinks with a guy from the office.” Trevor shook his head. “I almost lost it.”
“What happened?” Shawn asked, intrigued.
“Mac,” Trevor said simply. “I have to hand it to my man. He’s always thinking ahead. He warned the other man that Annabelle was our mate. Let’s just say Annabelle was with a complete gentleman that night.”
“There is no way I could have waited a year,” Shawn told his brother. “Every time a male looks at her, I have this unbelievable urge to tear out his throat.”
“It’ll get better,” Trevor told him.
Shawn just blinked at him, Not at all sure.
His brother grinned. “Right now, although you’ve claimed her, she is still unmated. Your wolf knows that. After tonight he will calm down.”
Shawn nodded. God, he hoped so.
* * * *
Bree waited where Shawn and Kyle had left her. Annabelle had told her exactly what to expect and how much she would enjoy the mating.
She had taken Annabelle’s suggestion of being naked when her two mates showed. While the cool night air caused goosebumps over her body, she wasn’t really cold. More nervous than anything.
Both men would have to take her at once. Then she would receive the mating bite that would bind them together forever.
A rustle from the bushes to her north had her narrowing her eyes and staring into the darkness. Two wolves stepped out and Bree’s breath caught in her throat.
She had never seen Shawn and Kyle in their wolf forms and they were gorgeous.
The larger white and gold wolf lifted his head and howled. The sound went through her body, causing her to shiver in delight. It had a magical ring to it. The smaller grey and white wolf joined in and Bree wrapped her arms around her middle to keep herself from running to them.
She wanted to be with them.
The wolves
stopped and slowly made their way to her. Bree dropped to her knees as they got within arm’s reach. Both wolves pressed against her.
Their fur was soft and brushed against her naked skin. She grabbed the neck of the gold wolf and buried her face in his fur.
A sound much like a moan came from the wolf. She lifted her face and the wolf licked her neck. Shawn, the gold wolf was Shawn. The grey wolf whimpered and she gave her attention to Kyle. Kyle in wolf form practically climbed on top of her.
She rubbed his flanks hard until the gold wolf growled and stepped away. The other followed suit and paused a few feet from where she knelt. She felt a shimmering around her and then two fully aroused men stood where the wolves had been.
“Come to me, my wolves,” Bree called softly, holding her hands out to them.
Shawn dropped to his knees on one side of her and Kyle on the other.
“Are you ready,” Shawn asked softly slipping his arms around her waist.
“I feel like I’ve waited for this all my life,” she answered.
Shawn smiled and kissed her. Bree let the soft press of his lips draw her in and let go of all nerves. Shawn deepened the kiss, pushing her back covering her body with his.
As Shawn’s mouth left hers and started to travel down her neck, Bree reached out for Kyle. Her other mate was there, taking her lips in a crushing hard kiss. She moaned and arched between Kyle’s mouth covering hers and Shawn’s lips teasing her nipples.
Four hands caressed her body taking her higher. She lost track of Shawn’s and Kyle’s mouths and hands as they slowly traced over her. She kept her back arched and head thrown back, letting them take her higher until two hands pushed her thighs wide and a mouth covered her clit.
She cried out and bucked, pushing against the warm moist tongue that teased and sucked. Fingers entered between her folds, finding her sex and pressing inside.
Her body shook and the digits began to work her. She rode the fingers, unable to lay still. She was so close, just needed a little more…
Bree whimpered when the lips left her and fingers were pulled out.
Shawn crawled up her body and kissed her deeply before gently turning her over onto her hands and knees. Positioned as she was, she couldn’t see what was happening behind her but she could feel. Oh God could she!
