Fox Chance in Hell (Misfit Shifters Book 3)

by Rae Foxx

  He looked at me, but I couldn’t meet his eyes as tears began to blur my vision. No, I didn’t want to feel any compassion for this monster.

  Still, my heart cracked at the pain in his voice. At the pain he had to endure his entire life. Just imagining growing up with Lym as your only guardian...being forced to hunt and then live as an animal in a zoo...I shuddered.

  “Scarlet, I never thought I’d find my mate, and I certainly didn’t expect that my mate was the very person I was supposed to be manipulating. Never in a million years. I did what I could to balance his orders with you.”

  “Did you hear that, Owen? The Hitman is in love. He found his mate. I might cry.” Evan’s voice contained no ounce of pity.

  Owen raised his eyebrows. “Oooh, let’s put a barcode on the back of his head, but instead of numbers it says loser.”

  Evan cocked his head. “But first we have to shave off those luscious locks. I don’t know if I have anything sharp enough.”

  “Who cares. Rusty—dull—spoon. Let’s start now.”

  They thought they were funny. I was surprised at how dark they were being, even if I secretly felt the same.

  “Settle down, you two,” Poetry said, leaning against the wall, sipping her tea. The boys’ eyes widened at the unexpected firmness from the formerly airy Poetry, but they both made a show of zipping their lips.

  “Scarlet, look at me,” Wulf pleaded, shaking the bars. “Please, mate, I swear what I’m telling you is true. You can trust me. I know it will take time, and it’s going to be hard, but I fucking swear I will spend the rest of my life proving it to you. I fucking messed up, okay? I admit it. I didn’t know what to do. I’ve been alone so long, and then suddenly I had this mate...and she came with a family. Of sorts. I had never felt that before, didn’t know what to do with it.”

  “You know, with the hair and the declarations of love and trust, he kind of reminds me of Fabio.”

  Owen choked and flicked Evan in the forehead with the one hand he had left, laughing. “Who the fuck is Fabio?”

  “Remember Mom used to have those romance books with the guy on the front with the flowing hair? That was Fabio.”

  Owen cracked up. “But how do you know his name?”

  “Fuck you, Owen. I should’ve left you tied to the shitter.”

  I smiled slightly at their banter, glad to have Owen back. Not just because I loved him, but because Evan just really wasn’t the same without his twin.

  Owen shrugged. “Probably. Still, I’m better than this fucker,” he nodded his head at Wulf.

  I got up from the floor and wiped off my butt, cutting off whatever retort Evan had been about to whip at Owen. I couldn’t stand this limbo. One way or the other, I had to make a decision.

  “Let’s have a meeting,” I suggested, and escorted everyone to the corner of the room. Like three and a half feet away from the man on trial.

  Travis, the twins, Poetry, and I made a tight circle. Evan threw his arms over his brother and Travis as they leaned in. He was soaking this shit up.

  “I don’t know what to do here. Help me,” I laid it out.

  “We don’t trust him,” Owen replied. “I know it hurts you, mate, but we’ll be looking over our shoulder for the rest of our lives. Wondering if he’s going to turn on us again..” Evan nodded, concurring.

  “Poetry? Have you seen anything else involving Wulf in your visions?”

  She closed her eyes while swaying back and forth, but gave me a tight-lipped smile. “I’m not sure. I see something to do with fire, bars, and chains, but I’m sorry. I don’t really have full control of all of this because of Lym. It will take some practice.”

  Travis shook his head and freed himself of Evan’s side-hug. “That’s it. Scarlet, I know this is your mate, but I’m charging him. I will see him in chains and behind bars and if I have my way, there will be fire.”

  I swallowed against the boulder in my throat as I looked at Wulf. But he had heard everything. He gave up his hold on the bars and sagged against the wall until his ass hit the floor. He was the picture of defeat.

  I knew he was guilty. I knew he deserved a punishment.

  Still, I couldn’t shake how much my soul, and my fox, yearned for him. I hated it, but we were still tied together by the mating bond. I regretted the day he came into my life.

  20

  The bell above the door of the Vagile Ajna rang as we packed up the last of our stuff, which wasn’t much, into our suitcases.

  Although I was moving into Travis’ house, I would be here for the re-opening of not only the bookstore, but of the town of Cummings Cove.

  Word had gotten out that the person who killed the family all of those years ago, and had taken possession of all the businesses in town, was gone and their accomplices captured. Ever since then, the town had flourished back to life, especially Poetry’s store.

  “God, I’m going to miss this place. I mean, seriously, this place came to life at night. The smell of pot at 3am, a dildo at every turn, dildo chess over tea. Finding Poetry dry-humping, I mean worshipping, the Taylor Lautner shrine at all times of the night…” Owen had quickly returned to his cheerful, joke-telling ways. I was still overjoyed at having him back.

  “What? What the hell is dildo chess?” Travis was there helping, and I was happy to have him finally relaxed again.

  His cheeks reddened. He probably thought it was some kind of secret sex game. Good thing my queen wanted his bishop every damned day.

  “It’s like regular chess, but with dope ass cock pieces,” Owen shrugged off Travis’ shock as he one-handedly put books into a box.

  “Okay, well, you can play all the dildo chess you want when everyone gets settled at my place. People asked me years ago why I bought such a big house when I was just a single guy. Now I know. Everyone can have their own room. Or we can just share one room.”

  I chuckled and turned to face him. “Are there chains?”

  Travis winked at me, “That’s a room all by itself, Scar.” He closed the distance between us and placed his hand at the small of my lower back and dropped a kiss on my forehead. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him closer, intending to find out more about the room with the chains, but a loud crash broke us apart.

  “Fuck,” Owen cursed the box and his phantom hand. Travis went to the rescue and picked up the box. “Dude, I could help you get a prosthetic arm. It wouldn’t take you any time to learn how to use it.”

  Evan sidled up by his twin. “Oh, trust me. This one has already ordered a hook. It was a hook or nothing. I tried to get him to get oh, you know, a hand, but he wasn’t having it.”

  Owen looked me up and down waggling his eyebrows. “You hear that, kitten? A hook.”

  I shuddered at the idea of a hook and what Owen could do with it. He chuckled at my reaction. “Mmmmhmm, dream about that, baby. All the things I could do with a hook.”

  Evan elbowed him in the ribs. “Like what? Be a fucking pirate for Halloween?”

  We laughed, but were silenced by the sound of the bell above the door ringing again. Poetry’s voice rang out to someone, welcoming them and offering to show them the wonders behind the curtain. Poor soul. Lucky soul?

  “Must be another one of Poetry’s friends come to buy weed or dildos.” Evan smirked.

  “Speaking of dildos, look what I found when I was packing. Imagine that. We never did get to use this one, kitten. I bet even one-handed I can make you come.” I whirled on Owen, who was holding a large, pink and purple dildo. The thing was a monstrosity covered in glitter, and I could see it had multiple vibrate settings.

  My stomach clenched as I beheld it, then my eyes moved up to Owen who was grinning widely and waggling his eyebrows.

  “You sure you can even wield that thing one-handed?” I crossed my arms, not wanting to reveal just how badly I wanted him to do exactly what his perverted mind was imagining.

  “I can make anything work for you, kitten.” Owen’s eyes gleamed and it occurred to m
e that we’d been apart from each other long enough he was likely horny as hell. Worked for me. That made two of us.

  “Well then, I suppose you’d better show me.” A quick glance at the other two men in the room, and I saw that both of their eyes had grown hooded, heavy with lust. I guess this was going to be a triple fuck. Again, worked for me.

  I crossed the room in three quick strides, turning to sit on the bed while all three men followed me with their eyes.

  “So who wants to try it out first?” I asked the room, smiling broadly as all three of them scrambled forward.

  Evan reached to yank the dildo from Owen’s remaining hand, Owen reeling back to keep it out of range, but Travis simply strode over to me and kneeled. I looked down at him while the twins continued to be, well, the twins.

  “You first then?” I asked, my voice all sex. Travis twitched, and I noticed his pants beginning to strain.

  “I don’t have the dildo, but I have something just as good, if you’re willing.” He murmured, placing a hand on my knee in front of him.

  “Yes please.”

  Without hesitating, Travis stood slowly and pushed me gently on the bed, rearranging me so I was better situated beneath him. Just as he was lowering his head to kiss me, his hands already moving to undo my shorts, we heard “Hey! I thought we were using this bad boy!” Looking over at my sand cats I saw that Owen had somehow managed to evade Evan and was holding the purple penis, we’ll refer to it as the Unicorn from here on out, high enough that Evan couldn’t reach it. “Well you had better get over here, then.” Was all I said, returning to Travis. He continued in his trajectory, wrapping my mouth with his own, hands again undoing my shorts.

  Evan and Owen came forward, Owen struggling with the clasp of his own pants. Without breaking the kiss with Travis, I reached out blindly and helped him undo them. I could feel his growing erection beneath them, and as the pants slid to the ground it sprang free. Evan was now on the bed, naked from the waist down.

  Pausing, I gently pushed Travis away and guided him until we switched places, yanking my shirt off in the process. I eyed Evan and Owen, hoping to convey without words what I wanted from them. Owen nodded and got behind me, while Evan moved above where I now straddled Travis. I heard the click of the dildo turning on and my pussy tightened and flooded with wetness at the sound. Travis pulled me back down on top of him, kissing me and pulling at my breasts at the same time. I hovered my hips above his now fully-erect cock, allowing Owen to use the dildo in whatever way he had planned.

  Travis moaned as we made out like a couple of teenagers. I also moaned, but for a different reason. Owen had placed the now vibrating Unicorn against my pussy lips, and I jerked forward slightly, though not unpleasantly.

  Remembering Evan, I broke the kiss with Travis and raised my head, only to come face to face with a quivering dick. Holding in my laugh, my stomach clenching with anticipation, I moved forward, pulling that delicious dick into my mouth. Evan groaned, bucking his hips forward slightly to get his cock deeper into my throat. I accepted his length, my throat and cheeks bulging at his girth. Below me I felt Travis continue to play with my breasts with one hand, while the other began to stroke himself. He seemed to be giving Owen enough space to do what he wanted with the dildo, and boy, was he going to town.

  I had no idea where he had learned it, but Owen was pulsing the Unicorn across my pussy, dipping it in every so often, swirling it over my clit, toying with me. I almost gagged on Evan’s cock in my mouth, suddenly struggling to focus on anything that wasn’t the Unicorn. Owen began panting, likely wanting to stroke his own cock as Travis was, but his only hand was busy. Well that just wasn’t fucking okay.

  I pulled my mouth off of Evan who grunted at its absence, but didn’t complain.

  “Do you boys trust me?” I asked them, eyeing them each in turn. They each gave me a slightly desperate nod, and I smiled. That was all I needed. I slowly lowered myself onto Travis’ huge cock, gasping at the size of him. Oh gods, he felt so incredible. As I began to rock my hips on top of him, I turned back to take the Unicorn from Owen. I placed it in Travis’ hand and invited him to continue where Owen had left off. Confused, I saw in Owen’s face the kind of sadness a child feels when their favorite toy is taken away. I chuckled darkly, but leaned forward onto Travis’ chest, giving him enough room to continue teasing me with the Unicorn, but offering another of my entrances to the waiting Owen.

  I didn’t look back but heard Owen’s soft gasp at my offering before I felt his cock press against me gently. “You sure, kitten?”

  “Of course.”

  Then gently, so gently, Owen pressed into my asshole. I grunted from the pressure, but both Travis and he-who-shall-not-be-named had shown me that a little bit of pain during sex could really increase the pleasure for everyone. I ignored the twinge of pain in my heart at the mere hint of my absent mate, but was quickly distracted by the waves of pleasure coursing over my body.

  With Travis’ and Owen’s dicks inside of me, it just left Evan. I was too low to again take him into my mouth, so I looked up at him from where I was being tandem-fucked by my beautiful men.

  “Would you like to wait your turn, or would you like the Unicorn next?” I asked him.

  “The Unicorn?” He laughed, impressed with my naming skills, probably. My other two mates chuckled slightly, unable to give into the laugh too much amidst their own pleasure.

  “Yes, what else would you call that monster?”

  “Oh no, I love the name. Give it here.”

  Travis passed up the Unicorn, then placed both hands on my hips to continue fucking me harder. I drove my hips down harder on him, which propelled Owen into me deeper as well. He also gripped my hips, just above Travis’ hands. God, I could stay here forever. Surrounded by beautiful men and their beautiful cocks, all fucking me together.

  I heard Evan now using the Unicorn to pleasure himself while watching us, and I closed my eyes in near ecstasy at the perfection of this moment. Well, nearly perfect.

  Nope, not going there. This was perfect and there was nothing anyone, or the lack of anyone, could do to change that. Letting my pained heart and pride propel me, I slammed into both Travis and Owen a little harder, driving both of them toward orgasm. We all moved together, rocking and panting and sweating. Fuck, I was nearing orgasm. The pressure of both of them inside of me, stroking and pulsing, was almost too much.

  Just as I reached that pinnacle, the edge I’d happily thrown myself off of countless times, I noticed both Travis and Owen right there with me, moaning loudly. Simultaneously we came, screaming and grunting together, panting as we all tensed and rode out the waves of pleasure.

  I looked up at Evan again through my orgasm, as he too reached the edge. The sight of me being tandem-fucked, and the vibrations of the Unicorn had assisted in getting him there. Guess we’ll be purchasing that one from Poetry…

  Realizing that this would likely be our last fuck here in this house, where we’d all come together on more than one occasion, I decided I didn’t want to be done, despite having all just finished.

  Once both Travis and Owen were panting beneath me, worn out from the quick ride we’d all taken to pleasure-town, I pulled off both of them. Owen collapsed on the huge bed next to Travis, but I pushed in between them, beckoning Evan with my hand.

  “Come here. Bring the Unicorn.”

  Evan scrambled over, careful to avoid the deflating erections of my other two mates. Once he was between my legs on the bed, I said “Go ahead. Do your worst.”

  Evan’s eyes widened, but he flicked the switch on the Unicorn and moved forward to place it in my mouth. It tasted of him. Of me. Evan grinned as he pushed it in my mouth and whispered “Incredible.”

  A quick glance at my other two men showed wide eyes as they took in the sight of me giving the Unicorn a BJ. I lowered my hands to wrap around each of their cocks and they both jerked beneath me, no longer deflating. Evan pulled the Unicorn out of my mouth, then moved it back
to my pussy, which was still soaked from the recent fucking and orgasm I’d experienced. He played with it around my clit, the vibrations sending a fresh round of pleasure through my entire body. I quivered around it, struggling to focus on my hands. I think purchasing the thing was going to be one of the best decisions we’d made since arriving in Cummings Cove.

  Finally removing it entirely and placing it on the bed, Evan lowered his hips until his revived erection was just kissing my opening. Our eyes met, and I simply nodded. Go ahead. He groaned and pushed into me, quickly pulsing, stroking hard. I yanked my legs up to wrap around his waist, and I felt Owen move from beneath my hand.

  “Hey! I wasn’t done…” but the look in his eyes hushed me. Apparently the sight of the Unicorn in my mouth and throat had given him an urge, and he hovered above me, small droplets of cum dripping into my mouth. I lapped them up eagerly, now understanding what he wanted.

  While Evan continued to pump into me, both of us twitching and moaning from the pleasure, Owen lowered his cock into my mouth. I took it in, the whole length, and sucked and pulled on it. Owen moaned, “Fuck, Scar. God I missed you.”

  Now, with two cocks inside of me, I was again rapidly ascending toward orgasm. My hand quickened where it was still on Travis’ cock, and for a few sweaty minutes, none of us spoke, just continued fucking. Travis’ hand wandered into my hair as he turned on his side to give me easier access to him. His other hand moved to my ass, where he squeezed and gripped the muscle there.

  Oh fuck. Not yet! I had already orgasmed once, and I didn’t know how many times my body could handle coming from the force of three men.

  Evan reached climax first, having been the first to enter me. His orgasm rolled through his body, his movements becoming harsher as his cum filled my pussy. I rocked my hips with the force of his release, and it was that movement that pulled Travis to orgasm next. My hand helped guide the cum out as it streamed across my abdomen and hip.

  “Unghh,” Travis grunted as Evan began to collapse on top of me.