AMelodyInParadise (11 page)

“He’s going to die because of me.”

“Shh, angel. He’s not going to die. The doctor is in there right now.” Mitch cradled her face to his chest, his hand smoothing her hair.

“But there was so much blood.” She couldn’t get the sight of it out of her mind. She looked down at the borrowed dress, expecting to see it covered in blood, but there was none.

“Don’t worry, angel. We heal quickly. Tomorrow he’ll be up and about yelling for someone to find him an instrument to torture us with.”

Melody gasped. “He’s one of the most gifted cellists in the world!”

“And most likely the oldest,” Wyatt added dryly. “Believe me when I say that he’s probably had years and years of practice to get that good. He may look thirty, but he could be eighty-seven for all we know.”

Mitch shook his head. “A lion shifter. I never would have guessed. I thought they were all but extinct.”

“People thought we were the same. I guess there are more shifters out there than we realized. Do you think he’ll want to stay?”

Mitch shrugged. “Who knows? He may want to go back to his career. He may want to stay. One thing is certain. He now knows he’s not alone.”

Chapter Fifteen

Mitch watched as Michael Harmon walked Melody down the aisle in small chapel in the center of town. This was a true marriage ceremony. While polygamy was illegal in the United States, they technically weren’t in any state when in Paradise. Hell, technically they weren’t even in the same dimension.

Melody was beautiful in the long, lacy gown that she had borrowed from the alpha female. Nina insisted she wear it for real, now that they were actually going through the ceremony.

His mate looked up at him and smiled, her eyes brimming with happy tears. At least he hoped they were happy tears and the shot that the doc gave her hadn’t worn off already. They were surprised and pleased to find out that the doctor had developed a new serum to help with
el calor.
He, too, had witnessed the drug wearing off too quickly for some, and created a new, stronger serum that seemed to do the trick.

Apparently, Michael Harmon wasn’t the asshole that he showed the world. He, like many shifters, decided to hide out in the open. When someone has something to hide and draws attention to themselves, the world sees only what that person wants them to see. The media rarely dug far past the surface, especially if a person shows them what they want to see.

Michael walked Melody down the aisle with the ease of an old friend, which was strange considering she couldn’t stand him until he came clean about who and what he was. Mitch knew she wasn’t fickle. He also knew that Michael could have let Andrew come after her instead of trying to protect her. He and Wyatt would owe the lion shifter for that for the rest of their lives.

Mitch watched as his mate moved to stand between he and Wyatt, her face flushed with happiness, her beautiful blue-violet eyes filled with love. His heart nearly burst from his chest at the emotion swirling within it. Gods, he’d become such a damned woman it was pathetic. He took a deep breath and smiled. What the hell? He’d been in worse positions and this woman was worth every change she wrought in their lives.

The clergy, a forward-thinking woman who presided over a forward-thinking congregation in Mason stood at the podium in white. Her gown ruffled with the breeze in the outdoor chapel and her golden blonde hair blew out behind her, making her look like some sort of angel or goddess.

“We are gathered here to witness the combining of souls.” Her voice rang out the chapel as the people watched. “We join not two souls together today, but three. Two men to one woman as it was meant to be for the people of Paradise.”

She smiled over the people watching, her dark brown eyes shot with gold. “If there is anyone here who would challenge this mating, speak now.” She waited a moment and with a smile took Melody’s hands, resting one on each of her mate’s arms.

Leaning forward, she whispered to Melody, “Repeat after me.” She straightened and looked at Mitch with a small smile. “I Melody Madison take both Mitch and Wyatt Baldwin to be my husbands in the eyes of the gods.”

Melody licked her lips. “I Melody Madison take both Mitch and Wyatt Baldwin to be my husbands in the eyes of the gods.”

“From this day forward I shall cherish our time together, care for them in sickness and in health and love them until the end of my days.”

Again, Melody repeated what the woman said. Mitch couldn’t help himself, he stared down at his mate’s mouth as she repeated her vows and couldn’t help but think about what she could do with her talented tongue.

It wasn’t until Melody elbowed him with a scowl that Mitch realized he’d missed most of the ceremony and glanced sheepishly up at the clergy. “Am I supposed to repeat something?”

The entire town laughed. Wyatt slapped him on the back with a grin. “Boy you’ve got it bad. The serum must be wearing off.”

“What? Why?” Mitch looked around at everyone who seemed to be having a great time laughing at him.

“The ceremony is over. It’s your turn to seal it with a kiss.” Wyatt shook his head. “I don’t believe you don’t remember repeating the vows.”

“Me either,” Mitch said grimly. He looked down at Melody who grinned up at him and batted her eyes. “But then again, I don’t give a damn. Are we married or not?”

“We’re married,” Wyatt said with a chuckle.

“Good.” Leaning down, Mitch pressed a quick kiss to Melody’s lips and lifted her into his arms. “I’m outta here and so is she. If you want in on this, you’d better follow me home.”

Melody shrieked. “Put me down, put me down!” She kicked her legs until he was forced to set her on her feet or drop her.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” He scowled down at her.

“Let’s set the record straight, mister.” She poked her index finger into the center of his chest. “We aren’t missing the party your alpha—”

“Our alpha.”

She stamped her foot at his interruption. “Okay. We aren’t missing the party that
our
alpha has planned for us. Do you have any idea how hard it is to throw something like that together with a one-day notice? We are
not
missing it.”

Mitch grinned as he looked down at their mate. She looked so beautiful in the white lace gown, her hands clenched into fists resting on her hips and her face flushed with embarrassment or anger. God he was a lucky man. “Yes, dear. Whatever you say, dear.” With a grin, he fell into step next to the two most important people in his world.

Chapter Sixteen

“I thought that party would never end.” Wyatt sat on the bed and took his shoes off. He’d already removed his jacket and tie. His shirt hung open revealing his muscular chest and his six-pack abs. Melody sighed. How did she ever get so lucky? All these years she’d berated herself for falling in love with both of these men and they had been a package deal all along.

She turned to Mitch who stood shirtless in his bare feet staring at her as though she was some prized artifact he’d searched for all of his life.

“I
have
searched for you all of my life, angel. We both have. It’s no secret to any of us that we must find our mates. We don’t procreate well with those who aren’t our match in every way.”

“It’s not to say that children can never be borne of a union that wasn’t meant to be, it’s just not usually done,” Wyatt added from his spot on the bed. “Well not before the old council was in charge, anyway.”

Melody twisted her hands together, nervous. She’d never been in the same bedroom with them at the same time. Even when they were traveling, they always got two, adjoining rooms. Not once did they make her feel as though they would force her to mate with the both of them. It had always been her choice.

Slowly raising her arms, she reached back to undo the clasp at her neck. The dress, held up by just that one clasp and the sleeves, fell into an off-white puddle at her feet as soon as she lowered her arms. She knelt down to pick up the dress and hang it over the back of the chair next to her when she heard both of her men inhale sharply.

It was difficult not to smile. She wasn’t sure if it would have been from female pride, or embarrassment. All she knew was that she liked their reaction to the sight of the white satin teddy Nina Greer had bought her at a local lingerie shop. Strategically placed ties held it up. It would only take a few quick tugs to have it in a puddle at her feet.

She stood still, twisting her hands as her men took in the teddy, the satiny thigh high stockings and her high-heeled shoes. Boy was Nina right when she predicted that they would be speechless.

“You’re so beautiful, angel.” Mitch found his voice first. He fingered the button on his slacks before removing them to stand before her wearing nothing more than a smile.

Melody pressed her lips together to keep herself from giggling with nervousness. After everything they had done together, she was surprised to find she was apprehensive. Every time they made love to her separately, each of them did what they could to prepare her for this night, yet she was still scared.

“Yes, you are the most beautiful woman in the world.” Wyatt stood and let his pants fall to the floor.

She jumped when Mitch took her in his arms. “Shh, baby. There’s nothing to be scared of. We won’t hurt you.”

“It’s not you I’m scared of.” She smiled ruefully. “I can feel the heat building up within me and I’m afraid of what
I
might do.”

“You could never hurt us. Not now.” Mitch smiled. “But you might be able to after we mate.”

“What do you mean?” She licked her lips and got a heady feeling when his cock jumped in response.

“We should have told you this before, but we didn’t know how to bring it up. You seemed so happy to be with us that we didn’t think it would be an issue, but you
do
have a right to know before we do this.”

“I have a right to know what?” She looked at first Mitch, then Wyatt. “What haven’t you told me?”

“You’ll be like us after we mate.”

“Like you?”

“Yes,” Wyatt stepped up behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed his already hard cock into the crack of her rear. “You’ll be a tiger shifter like us.” She felt him shrug. “We don’t know if you’ll be white or orange, but you will be able to change and you will be able to better defend yourself should someone want to attack you again.”

Melody smiled. “Oh, is that all you wanted to tell me? Nina told me that already. In fact, she seemed quite upset that you guys hadn’t already told me. You may get a phone call tomorrow.” She tried not to laugh at their groans.

Reaching up, she wrapped her arms around Mitch’s neck and pulled him down to give him a kiss. “Now, if you’re done talking, let’s get on with this, shall we?”

Melody put everything from her mind when Mitch’s lips met hers. Wyatt pressed soft kisses to her neck while he traced around, tugging and twisting her nipples through the satiny material of her teddy.

Reaching up, Mitch cupped her breasts, while Wyatt continued to pull her nipples into hard peaks, occasionally brushing his thumb over the hard nubs while she groaned.

The heat, always in her stomach these days, fanned out into the rest of her body. Liquid heat pooled low in her abdomen and wet her thighs. Mitch had already untied the stay that kept the teddy in place between her legs.

When he loosened the stays that held the material over her breasts, he pushed Wyatt’s hand away and leaned down to suck one hard nipple into his mouth, dragging a groan from deep inside her. It was nothing compared to the all-consuming pleasure she felt when Wyatt moved around and suckled her other breast, his teeth scraping the tight bud.

Melody threw her head back, her hands going to their heads to hold them to her. Her legs gave out and Mitch lifted her into his arms to carry her to the bed. One on each side of her, they each removed a shoe and stocking. They each caressed a leg, and each of them again took one of her nipples into their mouths.

Mitch moved to settle himself between her thighs as Wyatt continued to suckle and tug on her sensitive nipples. “Oh, god.” Was this what life would be like with these two? Was this the way sex would be between them for the rest of their lives? If so, she wasn’t sure she could live through much more of it.

Melody moaned when Mitch thrust his tongue inside her. Reaching down, she held his head as he suckled and laved her clit. Her hips came up off the bed when he thrust his fingers into her empty channel and thrust them inside her until she couldn’t think, could only feel.

“Please,” she sobbed. Her head tossed on the bed as Wyatt alternately sucked her nipples into tight peaks. “Please. I can’t take anymore.”

With her hands still fisted in Mitch’s hair, Melody screamed, her body stiffening, hips rising off the bed. Light burst behind her eyelids as Mitch continued to suck her clit.

Wyatt gave her nipple one last nip then moved to lie back on the bed. He fisted his cock, a drop of pre-cum on the tip. “Straddle me baby.”

Melody licked her lips and shook her head. “I get to taste you first.” She knelt next to him, lowered her head and sucked him into her mouth. He tasted salty and a bit wild. Just what she expected because she’d done this before, but she wanted to please him first. She wanted to please them both first, but Mitch wouldn’t wait.

He poured a few drops of oil over her back hole and worked it in with his fingers. If the sound of his breathing was any indication, he was very near the edge already. He always got that way whenever he went down on her. She had yet to figure out what it was about the action that turned him on to the point of losing control.

She continued to take Wyatt’s cock deep into her mouth while Mitch nudged her ass with the head of his cock. He wasn’t a small man and his cock was always a tight fit. Sometimes, like now, she wondered how they would both fit inside her, but she knew they would.

A groan escaped her throat as he tunneled his way inside her, his ever-deepening thrusts growing stronger and stronger as he seated himself deeper inside her. Wyatt fisted his hands in her hair dragging her mouth from his cock when Mitch finally managed to seat himself fully inside her, his sac brushing against her nether lips.