Seeking Pack Redemption (25 page)

As if
sensing her discomfort, actually they probably did through their
bond,
Trent led Marc to the door on the pretext of asking
him to grab some more coffee. He flicked on the television and turned up the
volume.

Connecting
door shut, alone with her two men, her shoulders slumped.

“What’s
wrong, honey?” Darren asked, tipping her chin up.

She chewed
her lower lip. “Nothing.”

Trent
seated himself on her other side. “We can tell you’re lying. Did something
happen? You can tell us. No one will hear.”

“Yes. No.
Kind of.” She flicked a glance between them then dropped it to stare at her
half-eaten doughnut still clutched in her hand. Avoiding the real question, she
posed a sidestepping one. “Do I have to take another mate?”

“No.”
Trent drew out the word. “Pack law states a minimum of two, which you already
have. A better question is
,
why are you asking?”

“Because.”

“
Thea
,” Trent said in a warning tone.

“I don’t
think I can handle another guy, okay.”

“That’s
not the full truth,” Darren stated quietly.

“What’s
the matter,
Thea
? I thought you felt a spark for
Marc?”

“I did.
But it’s gone.”

“Gone?”
Darren repeated. “Are you sure it was there to start with?”

She
nodded. “Yes, but not as strong as I felt with you two. But when he came in
this morning, it wasn’t there anymore. I—I don’t think I want him to
claim me as a mate.”

“Then you
don’t have to,” Trent said soothingly. “The choice is yours,
Thea
. No one is going to force you to mate him.”

“You’re
not mad?”

“Why would
we be mad?” Darren asked, his hand tugging down the sheet, exposing her
breasts.

“Because
he’s your friend, and I get the impression he kind of liked me.”

On her
other side, Trent’s hand continued to pull the sheet down, skimming over her
bare skin as it emerged. “Quite honestly, while I did think he’d end up part of
any mating group I was in, I’m also just as happy to not have to share you with
another.”

“Ditto
what he said,” Darren added sliding himself down along her legs until he could
crouch between them.

“But—”

“
Shhh
,” Trent murmured turning her head so he could slide
his mouth against hers. “No more worrying. We have a few hours before we need
to go anywhere and I for one know what I’d like to do with that time.”

Kissing
his way up her thigh, an act that both tickled and aroused, Darren didn’t need
to reply to show what he preferred to do.

Caught
between them and happy about it,
Thea
let her
worry evaporate
under their exploring hands and mouths.
Trent possessed her mouth, while his hands cupped and squeezed her
breasts,
his thumbs rubbing over already erect peaks.

Darren, oh
my goodness, Darren, he blew softly on her sex, and she panted in anticipation,
knowing what was coming, wanting it desperately. But he kept teasing her
instead, circling his tongue and mouth around the part that ached. She grabbed
his hair, tugging at him in a silent plea to give her what she needed. His warm
chuckle drifted across her pussy, and she shuddered.

“I think
she needs something,” Darren said, blowing each word across her moist flesh.

“Then we
should give it to her.” Big hands grasped her and lifted. With a shuffle of
bodies, Trent positioned himself in her spot, his back against the headboard
while she knelt over him facing outward, her cleft hovering over his cock.
Darren, now between Trent’s legs gazed up at her with smoldering eyes.

“Sit on
his dick, honey. I want to watch that sweet pussy of yours taking him in, inch
by inch.”

Oh, how
his dirty words excited her almost as much as his ardent expression. She would
have impaled herself on Trent right then and there if he didn’t still have a
hold of her waist. He slowed her descent onto his prick, letting her feel his
thick head parting her lips. Making her tremble as he slid into her,
agonizingly slow, stretching her around his length while Darren watched in rapt
fascination.

Slowly,
but pleasurably, Trent kept lowering her until she sheathed him completely.
Legs draped alongside his, seated in his lap, she leaned back against his
chest, her head tilting to let his lips find the shell of her ear.

“You feel
so fucking good,” he groaned, arching his hips to drive a little deeper.

Her breath
caught.

“Bring
those knees up,” Darren growled. “I want you spread wide for me.

Doing as
told, she bent her legs and opened them to expose
herself
before him. She should have felt embarrassment, the old her probably would
have, but with her bond to the two men, all she suffered was anticipation and
excitement. How could she not when she sensed how aroused they both were? How
desirable they found her, even with her rounded tummy?

Darren
crept closer, his big hands palming her spread thighs, holding her in place
while he leaned in. His hot breath whispered over her throbbing clit.

“I’m going
to lick you while you ride and make you come so fucking hard,” he promised, and
then proceeded to perform, true to his word.

Thea
could only go along for the ride, the climactic, heart-stopping,
pulse-pounding ride of her life.

*
* * *

A less-secure
male would have never allowed another man to get so close to his junk. Trent
was anything but. And while he had no interest in Darren per se, he couldn’t
deny enjoying the hot breath tickling the base of his shaft as his best friend
teased their mate.

Hands
firmly gripped on her waist, Trent didn’t move much, just pressed her down on
his cock, letting her quivering muscles grip him sweetly while she cried out.
Lips pressed to her neck, Trent watched as Darren lapped at her clit, his hands
keeping her thighs spread wide as he licked.
Thea’s
body tightened around him, her sex coiling itself, on the pinnacle of pleasure.
Fuck, he loved how responsive she was. Loved everything about her from her
bravery despite what she’d been through, to her shyness when uncertain. He
loved how joy lit her expression when she saw him, and the way she teased him
with words.

I love her.

He
whispered this admission into her ear as he pushed her down hard on his cock.
She shattered, instantly, crying out his name, her silky flesh milking him. But
he held off, gritting his teeth even as her sex sought to pull his climax from
him.

While she
still panted and lolled in his arms, Trent met Darren’s gaze.

“Help me
flip her onto her hands and knees.” With two pairs of hands, it took them only
seconds to reposition her so that her face was poised over his glistening cock
while Darren knelt between her legs, his own shaft pointing.

“Beautiful,”
Trent murmured. “Can you handle some more?”

Eyes
glazed and lips swollen, she peeked up at him and a smile to put all
temptresses to shame tilted her lips. “Can you?” she purred before wrapping her
lips around him.

Trent
hissed as she took him in her mouth, hard and fast, grabbing him by the base as
she did.

“God, she
is so fucking hot,” Darren exclaimed, fisting his shaft.

“Perfection,”
Trent agreed.

“Grab her
by the hair,” Darren said, his tone almost a guttural growl. “Make her bob for
cock while I fuck her.”

Some women
would have recoiled at their dirty words and even
naughtier
act.
Thea
, oh, his sweet and beautiful
Thea
, she moaned instead, and sucked faster. Harder. It
felt so fucking great.

Trying to
hold off a little bit longer, he watched as Darren rubbed his cock against her
wet sex, and while he didn’t have a direct view, he could imagine it from the
way she groaned around his cock and her buttocks thrust back, begging for more.

She
squealed around his length, a humming vibration that made his hips jerk, when
Darren thrust into her, deep and hard. Even with the television blaring in the
background, he could hear the fleshy smacks of his friend, driving her with his
shaft, plunging into that silky haven.

And she
loved it. Head bouncing up and down without any urging from him, she suctioned
his length, while gripping the base of him tight. She grazed her teeth on his
sensitive skin, sucked extra hard at his head, and when she plunged him as deep
as she could go down her throat, screaming as she came, he spurted. Hands wound
tight in her hair, hips arched to sink even deeper into her mouth, he gave her
what she wanted, and shuddered as he watched her still getting it from behind.

Fingers
sunk into her cheeks,
pistoning
fast and furious
between her legs, Darren yelled when he came, his body bowing into a taut arc
as he thrust one last time into her. A shudder went through her and she moaned
weakly, her breathing more a harsh pant.

For a
moment they remained in their decadent tableaux, his semi-hard cock held limp
between her lips, Darren slouched over her backside.

What a way
to spend the morning, and even better, he’d spend the future doing this again
and more.
Lucky me, amidst danger and
chaos, I found the one person that makes me feel complete.

And he’d
kill to keep her safe.

*
* * *

Jaxon
eyed Marc as he paced the room. The man he’d gotten
know
over the past week seemed different. Edgier. Angry. And
Jaxon
bet he could spell the reason:
Thea
.

His
redheaded friend was jealous, and while
Jaxon
could
sympathize, after all, Bailey never even claimed him until they were prisoners,
he also knew it was a woman’s choice. And women didn’t like it when men got
whiny or
pissy
about their affection.

“Wearing a
hole in the carpet won’t make you feel better,”
Jaxon
announced.

“Who says
I’m feeling bad?”

An arch of
a brow was
Jaxon’s
only reply.

A heavy
sigh left Marc. “I don’t know what the problem is. I thought I was fine with
her taking her time. Getting to know me first before claiming me.”

“But?”

“But how
the hell is that supposed to happen if she’s fucking Darren and Trent at every
turn.”

“If she’s
meant to be your mate, then she’ll choose you.”

“What the
fuck is that supposed to mean? Are you trying to say I’m not?”

Belligerent
and scowling, Marc faced him with clenched fists.
Jaxon’s
gaze narrowed. Was there something more at play than normal jealousy? Or had
paranoia finally taken over? Was he doomed to believe everyone was a spy or
puppet for Roderick? He’d hate to have to kill his new friend. And besides, Marc’s
mood swing was more than likely his frustration—a.k.a. blue
balls—making him testy.

“I’m not
saying anything other than to have a little patience and belief. Bailey was
once like
Thea
.
Actually, worse in
a sense because she truly had no interest in mating with more than one male,
while your
Thea
at least seems inclined.
Bailey allowed Gavin and Wyatt to claim her quickly, but her seduction of
Parker took more time. And had I not betrayed her, according to her, my own
claiming was imminent. Our
polyamorous
way of life is
not an easy thing for women to accept, especially those who started human.”
Such a serious speech coming from him.
Wyatt would have
peered at the sky looking for pigs with wings if he’d heard it. Nothing
like
heartbreak and loneliness to make a man lose his sense
of humor.

Sighing,
Marc’s shoulders slumped. “I know. It’s just harder than I expected, I guess.”

“Wait
until this whole mess is over with. You’ll be able to go back home and woo her
properly.” Or so
Jaxon
hoped. Trent spoke with Nathan
this morning, and while they now knew what would kill Roderick, permanently
this time, it didn’t mean the task would prove easy. Actually, given the steps
involved, the chances of success were slim. This wasn’t the type of operation
that could have too many people involved, or at least those weak of mind. As it
was,
Jaxon
knew Marc would be a liability in their
upcoming battle, his mental process not as strong as his friends. It’s why they
would task him with the job of guarding
Thea
. As for
their battle with the monster, that would involve himself, Trent, Darren,
Nathan as bait, and a few other strong-willed
Lycans
.
They hoped to draw Roderick into a trap, and once they did, pray they could
prevail.