Three’s a Clan (26 page)

I stopped breathing as a warm mouth closed over one nipple. Then I nearly choked on the water pouring over my face as another mouth began to torture the second peak. They sucked at different paces. I couldn’t concentrate on any certain rhythm because both men kept me guessing. One would suck me hard to the roof of his mouth, while the other would retreat and let his tongue dance around the outer edge of my pleasure zone only to have them both change and pull my skin between their teeth.

Then there were the hands. The hands that had pushed me back under the stream were now stroking me. They scraped and scrubbed away all of the evidence of the bad things on my body. I would never be able to completely erase the awful scene I had burned into my miasma, but when I was with these men, my mind turned off. I wished I could always be having sex with them. This attention and this lack of an internal catalog was heaven.

I lifted my chin. The water rinsed against my hair and I allowed myself a breath. My heart was beating without my permission again, and the blood flow begged for oxygen in my lungs. Two hands tangled in my hair. They each used one hand to finger comb through all of the dirt and knots. When I was just starting to relax, one hand wrapped around my blonde strands and tugged. The motion arched my back and I opened my mouth. I’m not sure if it was to gasp at the slight sting of pain, or to tell Rick off. I knew it was his hand. The more punishing grip would always be his. I needed it, but I wanted the easy tug that would come from Trevor too. And before I could even complete the thought Trevor gave me that tug…with his tongue…on my pussy. Being mated was awesome.

Rick’s tongue took possession of my mouth. He held me so tight that the only way I was moving in any way that wasn’t how he wanted was to push away from them. I’d be damned if I did that. So I took control another way. My hands gripped Rick’s biceps. I pulled into the kiss, and then levered my legs up one at a time, over Trevor’s shoulders. My heels dug into his back and I thrust into his face. I was being a bit forward, but thank goodness neither of them seemed to mind. The exact opposite in fact.

I pulled back enough from the kiss to take a breath and the scent nearly knocked me off my perch. The water had washed me clean, and in place of the blood and dirt all I could smell was sex. No, more than sex. I smelled my mates, and their arousal, and hot damn they were aroused, but I also smelled the mating pheromones. The spicy woodsy scent was surrounding me and filling my lungs.

Even when I was exhaling, it felt like that smell was still pulling inside of me. I ground my pussy against Trevor’s face. I moaned into Rick’s mouth, and they took everything all the while giving back so much more. Trevor sucked my throbbing clit between his lips just as Rick sucked my tongue into his mouth, and the dual pull was exactly what I needed to fall over the edge for the first time.

The orgasm was powerful, but there was more I needed. My matemarks were beginning to burn. I rolled my shoulders and the sensation intensified. The sex just brought them more to the surface. I wanted my men to bite me again. I wanted the connection to be reformed. I didn’t even need the sex as much as I needed this, but after they got naked.

Both men had followed me under the water fully clothed. My wolf was even less patient than I was. Claws sprung from my fingers and I felt her push me forward. My feet splashed down and I reached out. I wasn’t fully in control, but at least this new part of me didn’t damage anything important. A few slashes and I was elated to watch the wet clothes fall to the ground in shreds.

Rick brushed the scraps that stuck to his skin away and stalked forward. The golden flash of his eyes began to strobe out at me. It took me a moment to realize the gold faded to a silvery grey, and back again. I looked to Trevor and his eyes kept a different rhythm, but the dual flashing was the same. They both had hands on me. Four hands that touched, two mouths that kissed, two noses that nuzzled, and billions of water droplets that danced across my skin had my body singing, but I needed more.

Neither man seemed to be in the mood to hurry, so I hurried them along myself. I gripped the back of Rick’s dark hair and Trevor’s lighter locks. I pulled Rick from the trail he was making down my belly and then pulled Trevor from my nipple with a wet pop. I looked back and forth between the two of them. I wanted to kiss them, but couldn’t decide where to go first, so instead I pulled them in and forced those lickable lips against the fiery skin on my neck.

The mating pheromones swelled around us. My mates felt it as much as I did. Teeth extended and slid along my skin. A whimper of need fluttered from my mouth as those lovely canines lengthened.

Both men moved closer. Skin to skin, they dwarfed me in size and surrounded my small frame. There was no room between us now. Even the water sheeted over their shoulders. No mere element would make it between our need to be together right then. In a very real way, these men had died for me tonight. I almost had the thought make it all the way into my brain when two sets of canines pierced me. I felt my skin erupt with pleasure and the sensation shot down to my pussy which spasmed around the emptiness. The orgasm washed over me, but instead of easing the pressure, the mating pheromones told me it wasn’t enough.

A frustrated growl left me and I panted. What the hell? There was more I needed. As Rick and Trevor took their first swallow of my blood, another connection began to unravel between us. There was power that they held as the leaders of the Paulson Pack. There was also something that they held for me.

I leaned my head against Rick’s and then Trevor’s. Their hair tangled in mine, and the scent of their arousal blazed. But it was just arousal. They hadn’t climaxed with me. Two hard cocks branded my thighs. No sticky delicious come was between us, just the remnants of my own climax.

They needed something more too. Then it wasn’t just their need. They both took from me. My fangs lengthened and my vision changed. All I could see were my men. My men who got to drink from me, but suddenly I was the one who was incredibly—undeniably—thirsty. I needed their blood too. There was no way to get to their necks, and as they took another draw of my blood, I moaned. While they suckled they thrust their cocks in tandem. The thrust and pull was incredible and my entire body was throbbing with the need to have those cocks slip just a little lower.

As tempting as their dicks were, there was something more tempting. Two hands worked their way in between our bodies. Two hands caressed my breasts. Four fingers pinched my nipples. Then I noticed what was beneath their palms. Their pulses.

They would not release me, but I could reach those throbbing veins at their wrists. I wiggled my arms between us and grabbed both men by their forearms. Then I had to decide. No, I didn’t. I felt them both draw from me again. They had no idea what I was doing, and their stray hands began to spread my legs. They worked as one, and I wanted both of their tastes in my mouth now.

No more waiting. We had waited far too long. I opened my mouth and pushed their forearms to my aching teeth. I was searing with need as they sank into skin. One fang landed in Rick and one in Trevor, and the blood that flowed into my mouth was an elixir of perfection.

Both of their essences swirled together and when I swallowed I died all over again. They released my neck with a howl and twin eruptions washed over me as they finally gave themselves over to me just as much as I had given myself over to both of them.

Long intense draws of fabulous blood slid down my throat. Something began to radiate out from me. Something powerful. My wolf better not jump to the forefront; I had a feeling the fur and four paws would kill the mood. But it wasn’t that at all. My wolf didn’t even try to take over at that moment. What she did do was whisper the words for me.

“I claim you both. Richard, you are mine. Trevor, you are mine. Together, we are as it was meant to be.”

I looked up at them. Both had stepped back. I held Rick’s left wrist and Trevor’s right. A small drop of blood was on each of them. Their other hands cupped my face as I sealed their wounds, and the slide of my tongue between their hard skin was perfect.

Then the water was gone. Their wrists were gone. I was looking up at the stars. I was dizzy from whatever just happened, but then I was lying down on top of Trevor. His hands pulled my mouth into his and he kissed me. He didn’t need anything else from me, and as far as my wolf was concerned, I didn’t need anything else from him either, but we wanted each other.

It was time to be together with the men I had chosen with all of my new self, and had known were meant to be for me before I even knew who I was to become. My miasma tried to tell me something important, but then Rick’s strong hands gripped my hips. When he slid me down over Trevor’s cock, the miasma couldn’t beat out my pleasure. My body shivered in the most delicious way, and before I could bother to feel any ounce of pain Trevor’s hands began to massage my breasts. My nipples sang his praises, but I needed more. Rick’s thick finger began to draw endless circles around my clit and my pussy wept with happiness. Then that happiness was being stolen by another hand.

“Shelly, we claimed each other. But that’s not all we need tonight, darlin’. Tonight we need to be together. We will be together. There is no more running. No more changing, no more power struggles. Right now, we have you. We are all where we need to be.” Then his fingers slipped from my pussy to the crease between my cheeks. “Well, almost where we need to be. Lean forward, Shelly. Let us love you like we all need.”

I leaned down. Trevor took my mouth again and then his hands flexed. Heavenly nails scored down my back to my hips. He gripped my ass and spread me wide.

“You were made for us, Shelly. You are so wet. You enjoy being prepared for me? We are taking you tonight like we will take you for every night into eternity. This…” Both Trevor and I moaned as Rick took that devilish digit and breached my tight ring of muscle. “…is where we belong. I’m aching to be inside of you. Trevor, you better last until we make her scream in pleasure.”

Then Trevor pulled away from my mouth. I moaned in frustration. They did not need to argue right now. There was plenty of time for that when there was not a penis inside me. I gasped as a second finger breached my opening. My body softened to accommodate the invasion. The delicious burning invasion.

“I am inside this incredible warm, fluttering pussy. She’s close already, but you better make sure you last. When that ass you are fingering clamps down on your dick, you will be damn near done.”

Trevor’s thrusts increased as he was obviously remembering being in my ass. Then I flexed around the scissoring fingers, fingers that were not the dick I wanted inside me. I wanted them both.

“Fuck me, Rick. Take me. I am warmed up enough. Please.” I looked over my shoulder only to see him shaking his head. I would have argued but Trevor found my matemark and began to knead the skin between his teeth and tongue. His fangs were already lengthened from our earlier water dance. They poked at my skin, but he just worked around them.

He held me spread for Rick, but he was also massaging the skin. His teeth nipped, his fingers pinched, and his cock held a steady rhythm. “Don’t move, Shell. Let him work. We won’t tear you, but this is too intense for us to just let it take us over.”

Fuck that. Fingers and cock still deep inside me, I pushed up. My arm went around Rick’s neck and pulled his mouth to me. He kept plundering my ass as he kissed me for all that he was worth. I had to make an effort to stop and pull my mouth away. I don’t know how I kept up the pounding I did on Trevor’s steel rod, but he was throbbing and close to his release inside me.

“I want wild. I need you. How you are. You don’t have to temper it with me, Rick. I want it all. It’s all I ever wanted. Fucking give it to me.”

Rick’s hand gripped my throat. He held me by the scruff of the neck as he pushed me back and forward. His fingers were gone. The gentleness was gone. He roared at his conquest as he pushed up between my and Trevor’s spread legs, but he didn’t go for my ass. Fingers, two fingers thrust against Trevor’s shaft. We both moaned, but Rick wasn’t done. He pressed the mushroom head of his cock not against my ass, but against my poor pussy. He stretched me with those fingers. He rolled them along the outer skin and then he was with his Beta. He was with me as he lay on top of us both. Then the thrusting.

None of us could hold still. The cries increased. They thrust against each other. They thrust inside me. It was rubbing and sensation and insanity that we had waited this long to join as we were meant to be.

The fingers he had used to prepare me didn’t go to waste. As Rick’s chest left my back he kept up thrusting, but then his fingers went back into my ass. I had never been so full. I was so glad I didn’t have to breathe, because there was no room for oxygen in my body. The fingers pushed inside and made me accommodate them. My new hybrid skin stretched where the vampire side might have held strong. All I had to do was take what he was giving me. When the two fingers began to press down against the thin skin, I felt both grow even harder inside me.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck, Rick. You make me blow, and it’s all your fault.” Trevor lay beneath me cursing. I licked his chest. His nipple slipped against my tongue and the hard little nub was too tempting. I sucked harder and he cried out. “Nope, now it’s her. Shelly, please. I am trying. Oh, gods that feels good.”

I angled my eyes to keep my mouth on him, and the wolfy gold strobed at me, before he slammed his head back on the hard ground beneath him.

“You knock yourself out, and she is going to be mighty disappointed.” Rick sounded almost calm as he added another finger to my ass, but as I cried out I felt him twitch inside me and I knew that he was climbing just as high as we were.

Rick’s fingers pounded into me. Then he leaned forward again. My mouth was still working Trevor’s chest. My hands flailed around the ground beside us. I couldn’t get them to work like they should. All the blood was headed south. A shiver was all I could muster as Rick’s whisper came in warm breath against my ear.