Van, Becca - Mate for Three [Pack Law 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (14 page)

“Okay, she’s secure,” Chris turned and told Greg.

“Chris,” Talia screamed. He grabbed hold of the rope and held tight just as the root broke and fell. The rope pulled taut, and he held on as Talia swung and hit the cliff wall. Her cry of pain pierced his heart, but he had her secure. He began to pull on the rope hand over hand, with excruciating slowness. Greg was at his side when the top of Talia’s head came into view, and then Greg held the rope steady. Chris pulled her up and laid her on the ground.

She had a bruise and cut on her forehead from where she had hit the rocks of the cliff wall, and blood trickled over her face. She had nicks and cuts on her neck where that bastard had cut her, and her palm was sliced open, blood covering her arm. But she was conscious and alive. Greg pulled the rope from around her, and then Chris lifted her into his arms.

Chris was shaking like a leaf, just as Talia was, and she clutched the hair between his pecs and bawled into his chest. He rubbed his hands up and down her back, trying to offer comfort as he came to terms with how close he was to losing his mate, forever.

Chris looked up to find Greg standing behind the tree trunk. He loosened the rope from the tree, and then Chris turned his head as a loud snap echoed close by. Tony Picotti came striding out of the trees, knife raised and pointing at him and Talia. The bastard hadn’t seen Greg. He saw more movement down the path and sighted James and Blayk heading toward them.

“I thought she was dead. Thank you for finding my bitch for me. Let her go and move away,” Picotti commanded.

Chris heard Talia whimper, and then he gently placed her on the ground at his side. He stood slowly, not wanting to alarm the motherfucker standing before him.

“The woods are crawling with cops and the Feds by now. You won’t get away with this,” Chris stated quietly as he moved in front of Talia. “She doesn’t have anything you want, anyway.”

“That’s what you think. I’ve got the law walking around in circles. They’ll be at it for hours before they figure out where I am. And by then we’ll be long gone,” Picotti snarled. “She may not have what I want, but you and your werewolf pals do. I’m sure you’ll give it to me in exchange for her.”

Chris inched his way toward Picotti, placing more and more distance between him and his woman. He lowered his head and surreptitiously looked for Greg. His cousin was ready to help out, but it looked like his brothers were going to take the bastard out. His brothers were creeping up behind Picotti in wolf form, and the prick was totally oblivious. Chris kicked a stone toward Picotti, trying to distract him.

“That won’t work, you know. I’m going to kill you right where you stand,” Picotti stated and readied the knife.

“No, you won’t. They’ll kill you first,” Chris replied.

Tony Picotti spun round and screamed in terror as a big wolf with light-brown fur leapt at him. He didn’t even get to use the knife. James’s vicious sharp teeth ripped out his throat, and he was dead before he hit the ground.

Chris caught the clothes he had stripped off previously as Greg threw them at him and he hastily re-dressed. He picked Talia up in his arms, cradling her tightly against his chest as he walked back toward the parking area. Blayk and James were just getting their clothes out of their trucks when his Alphas and other pack members arrived. He sat down on the tailgate of his truck, Talia on his lap and in his arms, while Blayk tended to their mate. Chris was not willing to relinquish his hold on her.

Greg had found the police and Feds and showed them where Picotti’s body was, and he was now back, with the rest of them. Chris looked over at Greg and nodded his head in thanks to his cousin.

The police and the Feds took their statements and then organized for the coroner to take Picotti’s body away. Of course, he, Talia, and Greg had told the law that the wolf that had attacked the drug lord had disappeared into the night. They were relieved that the police didn’t question them further.

“I’ll stitch your hand up when we get back home, sugar. It’s clean and wrapped, which is all I can to for now. Okay?” Blayk asked.

Talia nodded her head, and then she leaned against Chris and closed her eyes. She was sound asleep moments later. He handed the keys to his truck over to Greg’s brother Jake and climbed into the backseat with his mate. He held her tightly to his body the whole way home.

Chapter Thirteen

Talia smiled when she heard the bedroom door slam against the opposite wall. It was showtime.

She couldn’t wait to put her plan into action. She was so full of excitement that she was having trouble containing her emotions. But she didn’t think her mates had any idea of what she was up to.

It had been over a week since she had been kidnapped by Tony Picotti, and she had healed physically as well as emotionally after her horrid ordeal. Now her mates were driving her to distraction. At least one of them was by her side twenty-four hours a day, and the worst of it was they wouldn’t touch her. At least not sexually. They actually touched her all the time, placing a hand to her back, arm, or shoulder, and they kissed her regularly but only chastely. She was going insane. She needed them to touch her and love her. She was sick of being treated like a fragile piece of eggshell. She was taking matters into her own hands.

She had found a moment to talk to Michelle by herself and set up some alone time. Michelle was sneaky and had told her she would get her mates’ help so Talia could sneak away without her usual shadows.

Jonah had just called her bodyguard of the moment, James, for some help with something, giving Talia the opportunity to slip back into the house. After filling the tub and adding some of her favorite bath oil, she sank down into the warm water. She knew it wouldn’t be long before her mates came to find her and sighed, enjoying her solitude for the moment. She couldn’t wait to feel their hands and mouths all over her body as they made love to her, and if they didn’t get the hint this time, Talia decided she would be the one to take control in the bedroom.

When she heard the door open, she ran her hands over her breasts and plucked at her nipples. She moaned at the pleasurable sensations running from her breasts to her cunt. She arched her neck back and slid her hands down over her belly and ran her fingers through the folds of her pussy. She heard them at the door, knew they were standing there watching her, but she didn’t stop. She smiled to herself and moaned as her fingers massaged over her clit.

Talia squeaked with surprise as large, warm hands pulled her from the tub. She opened her eyes and looked into Chris’s. Her pussy clenched at the heat and fire she saw staring back at her.

“You don’t touch yourself, darlin’. That’s our job,” Chris said, his voice deeper and huskier than normal.

“Well, you haven’t been doing a very good job of it lately,” Talia goaded.

“Oh, baby, you are in for it now,” Blayk said and began to pat her body dry with a large towel.

Her men had her on the bed moments later. To her surprise James tied her wrists together and bound her hands to the headboard. She watched them through desire-heavy eyelids as they began to strip out of their clothes. Her pussy clenched with desire when Chris, Blayk, and James stood before her gloriously naked. They each fisted their own cocks, sliding the palms of their hands up and down the lengths of their shafts.

“Please,” Talia begged with a whimper.

“Please what, darlin’?” Chris asked.

“You ask so nicely,” Blayk teased, “but you never say what you want.”

“Please love me.”

“We do love you, sugar,” James replied.

“No, I mean, yes. I love you, too. Please, make love to me,” Talia moaned and spread her legs wide.

Cream leaked out of her pussy as her three mates stared at her exposed, wet cunt. They groaned and closed their eyes, and she knew they were inhaling her musky scent. And then they moved as one.

James and Blayk each crawled onto the bed on either side of her, and Chris crept up between her legs. Talia squealed with relief and delight when Chris slid his hands up underneath her ass and lifted her pussy up to his mouth.

Talia mewled in the back of her throat as Chris ate her at her cunt. She moaned when she felt his warm, moist breath inside her sheath and shivered as he slid his tongue up through her folds and flicked it over her clitoris. She groaned and bucked her hips up into his mouth as he slid two fingers deep into her pussy.

“Oh God, that feels so good,” Talia gasped.

“It’s about to get even better, baby,” Blayk said then swooped down and sucked a nipple into her mouth.

Talia’s body was on fire. She couldn’t get enough of their hands and mouths caressing and loving on every inch of her skin. She wanted to thread her fingers into James’s hair, and she tugged her hands against her restraints. The sense of being at her mates’ mercy was delicious. James kissed her and swept her tongue into his mouth. She felt perspiration break out over her body, and she keened as the pleasure of their touch sent her hurtling toward the stars. Her insides coiled tight, and she could feel liquid seeping out of her hole. Her body felt so weak as if liquid silver ran through her blood, yet so powerful as her muscles grew taut. She pulled her mouth from James and screamed as the tight spring inside her snapped and catapulted her up into the heavens. Her arms and legs trembled, as did her stomach, as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Chris kept flicking his tongue over her sensitive little nub and pumping his fingers, enhancing her orgasm, until the last wave slowly died. She opened her eyes and looked down the length of her body as Blayk pulled his mouth from her breast with a pop.

Talia watched as Chris moved up from between her legs and swapped places with Blayk. He lowered his head down to hers and kissed her with such love and devotion that tears filled her eyes. He lifted his head again and stared deeply into her eyes.

“I love you, Talia.”

“I…I love you, too,” Talia sobbed, and she reached with her arms to cling to him.

“I love you, sugar,” James whispered into her ear, and then he kissed her shoulder.

“I love you, too, James.”

“I love you so damn much, baby,” Blayk rasped.

“I love you, too, Blayk. God, I love you all so much. What did I do to ever deserve you all?” Talia sobbed.

“Don’t question it, darlin’, just grab on and don’t let go,” Chris whispered hoarsely.

“Untie me and I will,” Talia whispered back.

And grab on she did, the very moment Chris and James released her from the headboard. She reached out and took James’s and then Chris’s cocks into each of her hands and began to stroke up and down the lengths of their shafts. Up and down, up and down again. She made sure to give a little squeeze as her palms slid over the heads of their dicks and watched with awe as their faces grew taut with the pleasure that she was giving them. Their breathing was fast, and she could see their chests rising and falling as well as their washboard abs rippling as they thrust their hips, gliding their cocks in and out of her hands.

“Why haven’t you made love to me before now?” Talia asked breathlessly.

“We were scared of hurting you, darlin’. We wanted you totally healed before we touched you again,” Chris said on a groan.

“But I’ve been healed for over three days. You know I heal faster now that we’re mated. Blayk gave me the all clear days ago,” Talia whispered, confused.

“We nearly lost you, baby. We wanted to give you extra time to be well. We knew as soon as we touched you our desire would take over. We can get a little rough when we’re with you. We just want to love you so damn much, we get carried away,” Blayk explained.

“You’re scared of hurting me? Do I look like a delicate little flower to you? I love it when you guys touch me and love me. I can’t stand that you haven’t been willing to make love with me. You would never, ever hurt me. Please, don’t hold back on my account. I love everything you all do to me,” Talia said forcefully.

“I think our little baby is need of some serious loving,” Blayk said from between her thighs and moved up closer to her.