by Fox, Piper
Instead, Shane and Elliot burst in from the hallway, and I screamed before I realized it was them. My brain had shorted out, leaving me unable to properly say what I wanted to, so I just gestured to the lawn and stuttered out between breaths, ‘wolves.’ Elliot went to the door and locked it while Shane gently took my hands.
“It’s okay, Kate. Breathe. God, you’re freezing.”
Elliot practically tore his coat off, glaring at me while he did it. “What were you thinking, going outside like that after dark? There’s wolves, as you saw, not to mention it’s cold as balls outside. You need to take better care of yourself.” He put his coat over my shoulders, and it made me realize how cold I’d gotten. My coat was definitely not made for this kind of winter weather.
Also, it was important to note how concerned Elliot seemed over me. I liked it, but he was probably just thinking about losing the only piece left of his brother.
I huddled inside the coat, and noticed snow on the boys’ shoes, not to mention they were both out of breath. “Where were you? Were you outside too?”
“The electricity went out, we were looking for you,” Shane answered quickly while removing his boots.
“There’s going to be a blizzard tonight, and the electricity may not come back until morning. I’ll make a fire.” Elliot went to the large fireplace in the living room and started loading it with logs that were stacked nearby.
“I’ll get some blankets and make us a pallet.”
Shane left to go do that, leaving me alone with Elliot, who after removing his shoes, was completely focused on starting the fire. I removed my shoes as well, sat on the couch behind him, and watched his arm muscles flex as he struck a match and used it to light some of the papers he’d put on the logs.
“I’m sorry if I worried you,” I told him, and he sat back on his heels, watching to make sure the fire started properly. It quickly filled the room with warmth. “I promise I’ll be more careful so I don’t hurt your brother’s baby.”
Elliot snorted and looked back at me, the firelight illuminating the dark planes of his face. “You think that’s why I got upset? Because I don’t want to lose my brother’s child?”
“Isn’t it?”
Shane returned before he could answer, toting along more blankets than I’d have thought necessary. I watched him lay it all out, being so careful about the order of them that I wondered how often they made pallets in front of the fire. When he finished and sat back to inspect his work, Shane grinned and beckoned me forward with one of his fingers. It would’ve had me climbing into his lap, but our conversation earlier kept me where I was.
“I don’t want to snuggle. With either of you.”
Shane drooped, and Elliot scooted forward until he was on the pallet too, then he pinned me with his dark eyes.
“There’s something you should know about us, and I promise it’ll explain our behavior. Get closer to the fire so you don’t get cold, and we’ll talk.”
I put Elliot’s coat onto the couch, and Shane helped me remove my coat underneath it so he could put a blanket over my shoulders, then he guided me closer to the warm fire that chased away the chill. His gentle touch, his timid smile, I really wanted to kiss him again, but I’d wait until they finished talking, depending on their explanation.
They both shuffled nervously, picking at some pills on the blankets. What were they going to say? I wondered what possible explanation they had for Elliot acting like I belonged to him, and Shane going along with it.
Elliot sighed, ran his hand through his short black hair, and met my eyes again. “I’m going to need you to have an open mind about this. It’s going to sound insane, but it’s the truth.”
What could they possibly need to say? Were they in the witness protection program? No, that made no sense.
And then Elliot said it.
“We’re Lycans.”
Chapter 6
My fingers clenched into the blanket as Elliot talked, and every word he spoke slowly destroyed my reality brick by brick.
There were vampires, witches, demons, unicorns, and Lycans, all secretly walking around Earth. They only revealed themselves to humans in specific situations, such as the fact that I was carrying a Lycan child inside me. The second was a much more startling fact.
I was Elliot’s mate.
Lycans had them sometimes, uncommonly, but once a Lycan found their mate, they could not live without that person, ever. It had happened to Bane and Dot, and now Elliot with me. His life was bound to mine, whether I liked it or not.
“I admit,” he noted once he’d told me that particular fact. “I was angry when I first saw you. I smelled your pregnancy, even if I didn’t know about Jonas yet. I was angry that your child wasn’t mine. I talked to my brothers about it, it was instinctual, and it took me a bit to overcome that. It had nothing to do with you, and I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings.”
I’d been silent since he started speaking, processing the news about vampires and witches, something I didn’t think I’d ever fully accept as real. Mid-thought about how I would even survive a vampire attack, I glanced up and saw the two men waiting on bated breath for me to react. For me to either stay or leave, because those were the only two outcomes for this reveal.
“I need… a minute.”
Elliot quickly got up, leaving the warmth of the fireplace. Shane gave me a timid smile before his brother returned, holding a plate of cookies and a glass of milk that he set on the edge of the fireplace, right where I could reach them. He sat back down next to Shane, and they watched me bite into one of the cookies, the sweet sugar melting on my tongue.
“I don’t know how to feel about this,” I told them, my mouth full of cookie. As soon as I swallowed, I stuffed another cookie in. Mid-chew, I connected the dots that should’ve been obvious from Elliot’s first announcement, coupled with the state of their shoes. “You were the wolves outside?”
“Yep, that was us,” Shane said. “We were just patrolling the area while we went for a nightly run. We didn’t mean to scare you, we thought you were resting.”
Mid-bite, I put down my half-eaten cookie and wiped the sugar crystals from my mouth. “Show me.”
The boys exchanged a look, then Elliot got up and took several steps back.
“You sure?” he asked me, looking the smallest bit timid. I nodded, and he leaped towards us, shifting into a large black wolf before he landed. He was definitely one of the wolves I’d seen outside, just as massive up close, and still a little scary.
That wolf stalked across the pallet until he was nose to nose with me, and he kept going, pushing me onto my back so he could climb on top of me. I had enough time to sink my fingers into his soft warm fur before the strands disappeared, and Elliot the man was there instead.
We were so close, I could feel his breath on my cheeks. Deep inside me, there was a pull to him, similar to what I’d felt with Shane, and despite our bumpy start, I desperately wanted to explore it.
I wanted him.
He growled when he caught the scent of my arousal, his body vibrating against me. “You’re mine.” He grinned when a shiver overtook me.
I had to admit, it did something to me, hearing him say those words. I know I’d pitched a fit about it before, but knowing he was a wolf, and I was his mate, well, maybe there was something deeper between us. Maybe it was destiny. And if so, I had no problem letting him lay his claim to me. In fact, that was exactly what I wanted.
That declaration spoken against my lips, ending in a growl, I was melted underneath him. He lowered his head until our lips were a breath apart, pausing so he could deeply inhale my scent, gently grazing my mouth with his teeth. When he finally closed the distance and kissed me, it felt more right than anything ever had before. Like every moment before now was just bringing me here, to be with Elliot and Shane.
Elliot hooked me around the waist and rolled us over on the pallet. He sat up, helping me properly straddle his hips, and took hold of me with a hand on
my neck. Then he looked over my shoulder, watching as Shane approached from behind, sliding his hands across my sides. His touch made me gasp and arch my back against him, pressing my breasts into Elliot’s body.
With a devilish grin, Elliot made quick work of my clothes, almost ripping them off of me, until I was naked in his lap.
“This is how you should always be,” he growled in my ear, running his lips down my neck. “Naked at every hour of the day.” He reached behind me, taking my ass cheeks in his big hands and squeezing them, making me arch in his lap so my breasts would be over his face. He took one of my hard nipples between his lips, sucking and nibbling on it before letting it go. “I’m going to watch Shane fuck you now, and I’m going to enjoy seeing you cum.” He slid across the pallet, leading me along with my hair, forcing me to get on my hands and knees, and he settled in front of the couch like that, holding me in front of him.
Shane slid his fingers along my hips, mere seconds before he impaled me with his hard cock, sliding right in with ease. “Damn, she’s wet,” he moaned, digging his fingers into my skin. Wet was right, it felt like a slip and slide between my thighs.
“I bet she’s tight and hot too,” Elliot whispered to me, enjoying when I gasped and squealed in the same breath as Shane started fucking me. His cock was hitting me perfectly with every stroke, slowly erasing my ability to think.
My arms wobbled as pleasure started to override my body, and Elliot had to hold me up with another rough tug on my hair. God, Shane’s cock felt so good inside me, I was already close to the edge. I dug my fingers into the pallet, my limbs tense and unsteady at the same time. Shane went harder, faster, stealing the breath from my lungs.
Elliot brought me closer to him, watching me moan and shake, and he responded with a deep growl. “Cum for us, Kate. Give it to me.”
I erupted then, my orgasm forced out of me from Shane’s deep thrusts, and I collapsed onto Elliot with pleasure exploding all over me. Shane didn’t let up, fucking me even harder and prolonging my climax until he cried out and came inside me.
Elliot pulled me into his arms, stroking my hair and kissing my forehead until I’d calmed down. Hazy, I looked up at him, and he gave me a predatory grin. “Sorry, but you’re not sleeping yet. It’s my turn.” He set me on the pallet next to Shane, and stared at my breasts before flicking his eyes back to my face. “Normally, I’d tie you up so you can’t orgasm unless I allow it. Unless you beg. And then I’d make you cum over and over until you’re begging for me to stop. But considering you’re pregnant, I think I’ll take it down a notch.”
Why take it down a notch? I was already drooling at the thought of him doing those things to me.
“But not too many notches,” he added, raising an eyebrow at me. “Down on your back.”
I obeyed, too horny to test my limits. I rolled over and lay on the pallet, putting my knees up on my chest so Elliot had a good view when he noticed. He did, and gave my ass a hard spank as he leaned over me. He had some fabric cuffs that he used to tie my hands, putting the chain underneath my body so I could barely raise my hands. I was helpless, and I liked it. I liked knowing my pleasure was entirely up to him.
“God, she looks pretty tied up,” Shane said with a moan.
Elliot spread my legs, his eyes watching my wet center becoming more and more exposed. He bent over my body, wrapped his hand around my throat, and thrust deep inside me. He was bigger than Shane, stretching me, filling me to the brim. Slowly withdrawing, he slammed back in as hard as he could, and I clenched around him in response.
He kept that slow hard rhythm, enjoying how it made me gasp and moan in frustration. I wanted him to take me, to make me his, to overwhelm me with pleasure until I couldn’t think straight anymore. I balled my hands into fists, and bit into my lip as he thrust into me again, sliding me across the blanket. My mouth dropped open, the words stuck in my throat. Words of pleading, begging for more.
Elliot bent low and whispered in my ear. “If you want something, Kate, you ask for it.”
God damn him. My cheeks flushed at the idea of speaking the words aloud, but I knew he was going to make me do it, one way or another.
“Fuck me,” I begged in a small, quiet whisper. And he delivered.
My Lycan mate ceased the gentle thrusts, and began fucking me with fervor, like a man possessed, like he was trying to fuck me into the floor. I’d never felt anything like it, the pleasure was so intense, it was going to destroy me.
There was no longer any frustration, any difficulty, I was quickly slammed into an orgasm that made me scream until my throat hurt. Elliot’s cock masterfully fucked me through it, and kept a steady rhythm while I caught my breath.
“I enjoy making you scream, Kate.”
Elliot let go of my throat and carefully helped me sit up in his lap, my hands still bound behind my back. He cupped his hands over my breasts, squeezed them, and tweaked my nipples, gently at first, then roughly, and I arched my back into it, wanting more.
“You are exquisite,” he said.
Shane pressed against me from behind, sucking and nibbling on my shoulder with his lips. I wondered if he would take the opportunity to fuck my ass, and I shuddered at the thought.
Elliot ran his hand down my bare stomach until he rested it across my small round stomach. The mood shifted only slightly as he looked back up at me. “This baby will make you part of our family, if that’s what you choose. Even so, I’d like to ask if you’ll stay with us. Not for the child. For me, and Shane. I know Bane offered for you to stay, but this is me asking. Begging, if I have to. And you won’t catch me doing that again, so treasure this opportunity.”
Handcuffed, naked, impaled by his cock, and trying not to moan from the way Shane was massaging my ass, I couldn’t think of anything else I’d rather be doing. And I wanted to keep doing it, the next day, the day after that, and every day for the rest of my life.
I wanted to spend every day with them. My Lycans.
“I’ll stay.”
Elliot tilted my head up and kissed me, nibbling on my lips, thrusting his tongue between them. He flicked my nipples and growled when I lifted up on his cock slightly. Shane stole me away, cupping my neck with his hands and roughly kissing me. They went back and forth, eagerly sharing me, until my lips were thoroughly kissed and I felt light headed.
“More,” I begged as my chest heaved against Elliot’s body.
He chuckled at me and used my hips to fully impale me on his cock again. “Always.”
One year later
My baby girl had Elliot’s eyes. If I hadn’t been pregnant before we met, I could’ve easily been convinced she was his.
Elliot was right, she tied me to their family, but it was love that made me stay. I loved Shane, and I loved Elliot. I couldn’t go one day without them, there was a longing for their presence I could only attribute to whatever magic let them shift into wolves. And they wanted me back the same way.
They cherished me, respected me, took care of me. They were my family now.
As a wedding present, because legally I was married to Elliot, their brothers gave us a cabin down the road.
There was something to be said about having our own cabin. For example, we could bolt a Sybian to the floor, along with some hooks for handcuffs. I was particularly fond of both at the same time, which my mates enjoyed as well.
With our baby at Dot’s house for some auntie time, we were free to do as we wanted, and that included Elliot removing me from our bed, placing me on top of the Sybian, and handcuffing me in place before I’d fully woken up.
The handcuffs pulled me forward so I was at an angle, not quite laying on my stomach, but my slick opening was exposed for Elliot’s viewing pleasure. He’d made sure my clit was up against the little plastic nub, set in such a way that I couldn’t move away from it, no matter how much I squirmed, and I’d be doing plenty of that soon enough.
My mate’s large hands grabbed my ass cheeks, kneading them until I gasped and lif
ted up slightly. “My brother knocking you up was the best thing he ever did in life,” Elliot commented, and he lifted one of his hands, only to crack it against my ass. “Given that every Christmas, he’d always buy me aftershave, I never thought he’d give me such a gift.”
Mid-sentence, he turned on the Sybian, and as I started screaming with the vibration against my clit making me see stars, it took about thirty seconds before I was cumming. My body shook with waves of pleasure overtaking me, and Elliot slipped his hand around my neck as he took the bottom of my ear between his teeth.
“You are so sexy when you cum,” he growled in my ear. “I love you, Kate.”
He impaled me with one thrust, sliding inside and staying there, unmoving. The vibrations on my clit got more intense, or I was just becoming sensitive, because I howled and twisted, feeling another climax quickly approaching before my first had fully died down.
Everything intensified, I tried to move away from the vibration, tugged against the handcuffs, and Elliot started growling against the back of my neck as he waited for me to explode. His growls did something to me, igniting the primal part of my brain, reminding me who I belonged to.
My clit throbbed, begging for mercy, and I screamed again when it all came down in a shattering orgasm that left me as limp as a noodle. I collapsed against the Sybian, my clit still against the vibrating nub no matter where I moved to, and Elliot withdrew his cock, slamming back into me. He took hold of my hair, pulling me up only slightly, before he started fucking me, every thrust hard and deep inside me, our hips slapping together at a mind-numbing pace. Anyone else would’ve gotten tired, fucking that hard and fast, but not Elliot, and he enjoyed reminding me of his stamina.
