With a groan, Gabe lifted her off his rock hard cock. He loved the way her pussy seemed to tremble and tighten as if fighting to keep him locked within. Once he was free, he turned to Braxas.
“Lie on the end of the bed with your feet on the floor, brother.” Braxas’s eyes shone with recognition of the endearment and anticipation of what was to come. Gabe stared at him for a beat, knowing the two of them would forever be bound together in the pursuit of ensuring Corrine’s happiness and safety.
Braxas moved quickly to comply. “I think I know exactly what you have planned, and I whole-fucking-heartedly approve—” Braxas paused and leveled his gaze at Gabe, “—brother.”
Gabe grinned in acknowledgment and then lifted Corrine with him as he stood from the bed. When Braxas was in place, Gabe moved to stand between his feet and carefully lowered their mate until she straddled Braxas’s thighs.
“Hey,” Corrine breathed softly and leaned over the cougar, giving Gabe an amazing view of her glistening pussy and the gentle sway of her back as she arched slightly.
“Hey yourself,” Braxas replied, his voice a deep rumble, but Gabe heard the tension in it that signaled how turned on the man had become. It was strange, but the longer the two of them spent together with their mate, the more Gabe became aware of the connection that was building between him and Braxas. The connection was not physical or sexual, but it was there nonetheless.
“Corrine, I want you to lower yourself over Braxas, take him inside that beautiful pussy of yours, and fuck him like you mean it.” Gabe spoke in a voice that held a strong thread of command to it, and he reveled when Corrine immediately moved to comply with his demands.
“Fuck!” Braxas growled as Gabe watched their mate slowly impale herself on him. From his position, Gabe could see the small revolutions of her hips as she spiraled herself downwards until she had every inch of him.
“Goddess, that is the hottest fucking thing I have ever seen,” Gabe murmured as he reached out and stroked his hand down Corrine’s back, making her arch up against him like a cat.
“Trust me, brother,” Braxas said in a choked tone, “it feels even better being a part of it.”
Gabe laughed. “I have no doubt. Now, move on him, love, take him hard, and show him how much you love to fuck your mates.”
Corrine’s breathing increased, and she began to move up and down with sure movements, rotating her hips every time she reached the top, and Gabe could see her cream glistening on Braxas’s cock. Gabe reached for his own cock, working his hand in strong, swift movements from tip to root, mirroring Corrine’s movements as she began to move faster.
The two lovers before him both began to moan, calling out to each other, and Gabe knew that the two of them were fast approaching the point of no return. When Corrine started to slam her hips up and down in a quick frantic rhythm, Gabe reached out his free hand and pressed against her back.
“Stop,” he growled and grinned when they both cursed in frustration.
“Gabe, please,” Corrine pleaded so sweetly in a voice that trembled.
“Soon, my love,” Gabe promised as he moved closer, sliding both his hands down her back to the firm globes of her ass. “If you are to take us both, then I need to know that you are ready for me.” He let his fingers slide into the sweet crevice of her ass and lingered against the ring of muscle that surrounded her back entrance. He slid his fingers further forward, and coated them in his mate’s cream, then brought them back to her ass.
Slowly but surely he worked his finger into her ass, being sure to take cues from her breathing and the trembling of her body, determined that Corrine would feel nothing but pleasure in this act. Oh, there would, of course, be a small bite of pain, but as far as Gabe was concerned, that simply added to and heightened the pleasure.
“Gods be damned,” Braxas moaned, and Gabe saw the man’s fingers tighten convulsively against the soft curves of their mate’s hips. “Our mate loves having her ass played with, Gabe. She just flooded my cock with her hot cream.”
Gabe grinned as he added a third finger, and began to scissor his fingers within his mate. “That’s exactly what I was waiting for. Pull up a little, baby, let Braxas slip from you for a moment.”
Corrine moved up but gave a low keening sound when Braxas slipped from her body. “Gabe, please. I feel so empty, yet so hot. I need you both so badly.”
Gabe quickly slid his hand between her thighs gathering as much of her hot liquid as he could, and bringing it quickly to his cock, coating himself with her own desire. “I know, me, too. I fucking need you so damn badly.”
With a hand that shook, Gabe pressed his cock against her ass, fighting the tight feeling in his chest. “Push out against me, love.” Gabe felt her tense as he pushed against the tight ring of muscle, but he felt her obey his request. “That’s it. Good girl. Take me in, love. Take me in.”
Gabe pushed forward in steady thrusts, making sure to move forward in small increments. He was by no means an average size, and although he wanted his mate to feel that slight pinch of pain mixed with pleasure, he didn’t want to really hurt her. Growling low in his chest, he fought to keep control of his lust, not wanting this pleasure to end anytime soon. With one more movement of his hips, he bottomed out, his thighs pressed against his mate.
“You have all of me now, love,” he whispered, wondering if she would hear him over the pounding of his heart.
“Oh, Goddess,” Corrine moaned gently, and Gabe stilled.
“Are you in pain? Should I pull out?”
“No!” Corrine frantically reached a hand behind her and gripped Gabe’s thigh. “Don’t go, please. There is more of a burn or a pinch than a pain, but I—I like it.”
Gabe let out a breath he hadn’t realized he had been holding. “Thank fuck for that.”
“Gabe,” Braxas said in a voice that held more than a slight touch of his cat, “if I don’t get back inside our mate, I am going to bleed you. And if we don’t get to the claiming part of the evening, I might actually have to kill you.”
Corrine giggled breathlessly. “I must admit, I, too, am hanging on by a thread. I want both my mates. I want to be finally claimed by you, and just so that you know, I will be putting a claiming bite on you both myself before this night is through.”
Gabe’s wolf growled happily at that thought.
“Cougars don’t just bite, love,” Braxas informed them both. “I’m a cat, and cats scratch. You will wear my bite on your neck, Corrine, and it will be four claw marks over your clavicle that will tell every shifter that sees them that you belong to me.”
Gabe moved with her when Corrine slid down to take Braxas into her once more. All three of them cried out at the feeling. With Braxas in her pussy, Corrine’s ass tightened to almost painful proportions around his dick.
Corrine whimpered. “Full. So completely wonderfully full.”
Gabe leaned forward so that his chest was pressed to her back, and his mouth was close to her ear. “Hold on, love.”
Gabe began to move within her, both he and Braxas timing their thrusts together for a while, driving the arousal to greater heights, but after a few moments, it was impossible to maintain any type of rhythm, not when the pleasure was building to a pinnacle he had never known to exist before, and his orgasm was rushing toward him with the speed and strength of a category five tornado.
He began to slam into his mate and was vaguely aware that Braxas was doing them same from beneath her. The two of them were moving with force into her, and from the keening sounds their mate was making, she was close to succumbing to the maelstrom of pleasure.
Gabe was determined that Corrine would go over first. He wanted nothing more than to feel the first shudders of her release before he lost his mind to his own. Just when he thought he was going to lose the opportunity, Corrine tensed even further then threw her head back to scream her pleasure to the room. He felt her ass contract around him, and he roared at the feel of it, and his canines slipped down j
ust as his orgasm crashed over him. He leaned forward and clamped his mouth against the tender flesh of her shoulder, driving his teeth into her flesh and drawing her blood into his mouth.
The sensation of the mating bond slamming into place had his mate shuddering powerfully beneath him, but he held her to him, thrusting again and again into her ass as his body released a second time. This was the moment he had wanted with this woman more than anything from the instant he had met her but had never thought possible. And now that it was here, it was more powerful and emotionally consuming than he had ever imagined.
He collapsed onto his arms and leaned further onto her where she had slumped against Braxas. He growled against her flesh as he laved the bite mark he had made with his tongue, noting that he had bitten her hard, marking her almost viciously. “Are you okay, baby?” He winced at how hoarse he sounded.
“Mmmm,” was the only sound she made. Gabe would have asked what she meant by that, but he felt the wave of satisfaction and love that flooded the bond that now connected them, and his heart swelled.
“Mate,” Gabe sighed as he pressed a few kisses to the satin skin across her shoulders.
“Mate,” Braxas growled from beneath them, and Gabe leaned up to see the man licking along the other side of Corrine’s neck. No doubt he had also marked her as he said he would, and would lap at the wounds to heal them.
Corrine sighed as she moved between them, and Gabe pushed up to give her room to move. He wasn’t quite ready to pull from her completely, and if truth be told, he didn’t know if his legs could hold him if he tried.
“Mates,” Corrine almost purred with satisfaction and Gabe grinned.
“That’s right, baby,” Gabe answered smugly. “You’ve got yourself two mates, who will love, protect, and cherish you for the rest of your life.”
“Not to mention give you anything you want as long as it makes you happy,” Braxas added.
“Is that true?” Corrine asked and turned her head so she could look at both him and Braxas when they both nodded. “Then there is something that I want right now, that will make me very happy.”
Gabe frowned. “What is that, baby?”
Corrine looked between him and Braxas and swept her tongue over her lower lip in a move that had arousal swirling within him once more. “I want to do that again, but this time, I want to claim each of you.”
Gabe grinned. His mate was perfect for him and Braxas, and tonight there was no oncoming shifter war in their realm, there was no duel between Light and Dark, there was simply Corrine—a woman who held his heart just as surely as she held his future.
Chapter Eighteen
Corrine lay peacefully in between Braxas and Gabe, sporting their mating marks. The mark she had given him still tingled on his neck, and the memory of that moment when she had sunk her teeth into his flesh deliciously lingered. She was finally his.
She turned in his arms, surprising him that she was still awake. “Can’t sleep?” she asked.
In truth, he was exhausted. After they had mated and then made love to her again, their dinner had been waiting for them outside the door, just like the young women had promised them. They enjoyed a leisurely meal in bed, after which, Braxas and Gabe had taken Corrine several more times throughout the night before surrendering to their bodies’ need for sleep. His arms and legs had felt like jelly and his eyelids were growing heavy, but the joy of watching his mate in her peaceful state a little longer had kept him awake. She smiled sleepily at him when he told her so.
“Do you really forgive me, too?” she whispered.
“I truly do,” he replied without hesitation. He had already told her so earlier after Gabe had said it, but it seemed she had more on her mind.
“I just want you to know how much you mean to me,” she continued. “I’ve known you only a short while and we have so much to learn about one another, but you need to know that you are just as dear to me as Gabe is.” She paused and took a deep breath before adding, “I love you, Braxas.”
Braxas touched his forehead to hers and whispered against her lips, “And I love you, Corrine. Always.”
She kissed him softly before turning back on her side, playing the little spoon to him. He watched Gabe move closer to her in sleep and nuzzle her neck. Braxas knew the road that lay ahead of them would not be easy, but he was more than ready to face it, to eradicate the danger from their lives, and finally give Corrine the happily ever after she so deserved.
Content at least for the moment, his heart full of love for his mate, overjoyed that she returned it, Braxas closed his eyes and fell into a deep and dreamless sleep. His peacefulness, however, was short-lived when he jerked awake just after dawn to find Corrine sitting upright in bed, her eyes glazed over.
“It has begun,” she said in a voice that barely sounded like her own.
Gabe sat up as well looking just as concerned, but neither of them spoke for fear of disrupting Corrine’s vision.
“What did you see, Corrine?” Gabe asked after her eyes had returned to normal.
She breathed heavy. “I saw blood and bits and pieces of shifters clawing at each other.” She swallowed hard before continuing. “I heard growls and tearing of flesh. I don’t…”
“What is it, love?” Braxas didn’t like the look on her face. She seemed to be deciphering something that confused her, and he knew by now that though Corrine’s visions weren’t always so clear cut, they somehow made sense to her, as did the different paths that could possibly be taken.
“This vision felt a bit off to me,” Corrine finally said. “My visions can change so quickly and with just a single course of action, which is probably why I usually get them in pieces or with symbols to show what may happen, and I’ve already proven that I am not infallible in deciphering their meaning.” She waved off their concern. “I’m not dwelling on the past. I promise. It’s just that normally I see what hasn’t yet come to pass.”
“So then why was this one so off for you?” Braxas asked.
“Because I think I saw something that had already happened or was happening at the time.”
Gabe shot off the bed and began to dress as he asked, “What do you mean it already happened? What did you see?”
Braxas got up as well and held out his hand for Corrine to take. He tried to focus on the task of getting dressed, rather than the need to ravage his gorgeous and naked mate. He walked over to the dresser and picked up a matching yellow and white lace bra and panty set and a long white sundress with yellow daisies embroidered on the lower half of the dress.
Braxas quirked his brow. “Was this here last night?”
He handed the items to Corrine before turning back to the dresser. Next to where Corinne’s items had just been, Braxas saw a pair of pants and a black V-neck t-shirt. Both looked to be his size.
Gabe had paused mid-dress and looked down at his clothes. “These aren’t mine either, but damn if they aren’t the perfect fit.” He then slipped a long-sleeved, blue shirt over his head and prompted Corrine to continue.
“They must really like yellow here,” he heard her mumble as she proceeded to dress in the mysteriously appeared items. “I doubt the girls snuck in here while we were sleeping, so it makes me wonder just how many more cool tricks they have up their sleeves.” She shook her head.
Braxas walked over to her and helped her with the clasp of her bra. She was shaking like a leaf, stalling, it seemed.
She took in another deep breath. “I saw glimpses of a hyena and a tiger. They were clawing at something and blood was spilling. I’m pretty sure it happened last night while we were sleeping.”
“Whose blood, baby?” Gabe asked as he, too, came over to her. “And why do you think it already happened?”
“When I see the future, I feel weightless, almost like a ghost floating around, but this time my body felt heavy, weighted down like I was walking through something that would stay the course.”
Braxas felt a sick twisting in his gut. “We’ve been
away too long.”
“Agreed,” Gabe said.
The twisting inside Braxas turned to anger and then determination. “A single course of action can change an outcome,” he said aloud.
“Yes,” Corrine acknowledged.
“Where are you going with this?” Gabe asked, but he saw a gleam in his eyes, so in sync with the two of them, that Gabe must already have an inkling of what Braxas was about to say.
“If any of our people were hurt last night, swift justice will find the perpetrators,” Braxas began, and both Gabe and Corrine nodded encouragingly, “but based on Corrine’s previous vision and the fact that the three of us are here, last night was not the battle that Corrine foresaw all those years ago. I believe that whatever happened was only the beginning. From the chatter I have been hearing, the rogues were still recruiting. Perhaps, they had not succeeded in getting what they wanted last night, but I have no doubt that their end game is war.”
“Then a war is what they will get,” Gabe said through gritted teeth.
“Exactly.” Braxas could feel the bloodthirsty grin split across his own face. “Only we are not going to wait around for them to finish gathering their army. We are not going to fight this war when the rogues deem fit to do so. If a single course of action can change an outcome, we’re about to travel down a different road.”
Gabe’s face lit up in understanding. “If there’s going to be a battle, it’ll be fought on our terms this time.”
Chapter Nineteen
They stepped out of the charming cabin and Corrine smiled, knowing that she would forever hold the sweet memories of their mating night here. She was surprised to see Aeron and Alak sitting atop the short stone wall that surrounded a small garden next to the cabin.
“Ah, refreshed and newly mated I see?” Alak smiled as he jumped down and held out a small basket that held some kind of breakfast pastries. “From some of the ladies to break your fast.”
Corrine couldn’t help the blush that rose to her cheeks as they looked at her. She could only assume the entire village knew what they’d gotten up to last night.
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