by Becca Van
He was still in bed, leaning against some pillows and the headboard as he drank a cup of coffee.
“Here you go, sugar.” Shaffer was sitting on her other side, holding a steaming mug of coffee out to her.
Pixie sat up, pulled the covers up over her chest, and took the mug. “Thanks.”
Shaffer nodded and leaned over to kiss her on the cheek. He inhaled deeply and let out a low yowling growl.
“What?” She frowned at him.
“You’re no longer in heat.”
“I’m not?”
Rex walked further into the room and gazed at her. “You’d better finish that coffee fast and use the bathroom if you need to, sweetie.”
Pixie gaped at Rex when he started tugging off his clothes. She shivered as molten heat pooled low in her belly and her clit started throbbing. She nudged Tatum’s arm to get him to move out of the way and scrambled from the bed being careful so she didn’t spill her coffee. She closed the bathroom door behind her, put her half-full mug on the vanity, and then turned toward the toilet.
She stared at herself critically in the mirror while she washed her hands, and after drying them pulled a brush through her long brown tresses. She drained the last of her coffee, brushed her teeth, washed her face, and turned toward the door.
Pixie placed a hand over her fluttery belly and drew in a deep breath as she tried to calm her nervous excitement.
This was it. The moment she’d been waiting excitedly for and dreading, too. Her trepidation calmed somewhat when she remembered Shaffer playing with her ass the night before. She had nothing to be nervous about because she knew that none of her handsome, sexy men would ever hurt her. She exhaled and opened the bathroom door.
She gasped and then groaned when she saw that Tatum, Rex, and Shaffer were lying naked on the bed and waiting for her return. She was about to make love and be completely claimed by the loves of her life. Her three reigning Kings were her home, heart, and soul.
Pixie couldn’t wait to be fully theirs.
“Come here, baby.” Tatum crooked his finger at her.
She walked over to him without any hesitation. He wrapped an arm around her waist and lifted her over him and into the middle of the bed. She caressed his cheek as he leaned over her, and then she was moaning as he kissed her passionately, deeply. Their tongues whirled and swirled around each other before rubbing together. She whimpered when Shaffer cupped a breast and then laved the sensitive nipple with his tongue.
When Rex tapped on her knee and nudged her leg, she spread them apart. Rex growled, hooked his arms around her thighs, and then he was lapping at her pussy. She cried out when Shaffer suckled firmly on her nipple and Rex pressed two fingers up into her pussy, pumping them in and out.
Tatum broke the kiss before licking and nipping his way down her neck toward her other breast. She was on sensation overload as they kissed, sucked, nipped and stroked her body inside and out. The heat and tension in her womb and pussy grew at the rapid frictional glide of Rex’s fingers as he drove them in and out of her entrance. Just as she was teetering on the edge of rapture, her men lifted their mouths from her and Rex withdrew his fingers from her pussy.
Tatum rolled toward the edge of the bed, but before she could protest, Rex sat up between her legs, maneuvered closer, and grasped the base of his cock.
“Are you ready for me, mate?”
“Always.” She reached up and palmed his cheek. “I love you, Rex.”
He bent over until his forehead was resting against hers. “Good thing since I love you more than my own life, mate.”
Tears pooled in her eyes, making her vision blurry, but she blinked them back and smiled tremulously. She didn’t get to respond to Rex because he slanted his mouth over hers and surged into her pussy with one powerful stroke.
She gasped in a breath when he released her lips and wrapped herself around him with her arms hooked around his neck and her legs looped around his waist.
He kissed her neck and said, “Don’t let go.”
Rex rolled until he was underneath her, and she was on top of him. She bent her legs up and braced her hands on his chest until she was straddling his thighs. His skin was so warm, to the point of being hot, and she couldn’t resist touching him more. She smoothed her hands over his shoulders, pecs, and ribs before tracing over the ridges of his delineated abs. “Y’all are so handsome and sexy.”
Rex stared deeply into her eyes. “You’re the sexy one, sweetie. Come down here.” As soon as she draped her body over his with her breasts pressed into his chest, he wrapped an arm around her waist and held her firmly.
“Don’t move, Pixie.”
“But—” She squealed when a large, hand smacked her ass and turned to glare at Shaffer over her shoulder. “What was that for?”
He grinned and waggled his eyebrows. “Because I couldn’t resist. I love this sexy peach-shaped ass.” Shaffer caressed her butt cheeks and then kneaded them.
Pixie moaned when he spread her out wide, which inadvertently, or maybe on purpose, pulled at her pussy. Rex felt huge inside of her and she couldn’t help clenching around him.
“Fuck, yeah. Do that again, sweetie,” Rex commanded.
Pixie flexed her internal muscles around his big, hard cock, and when his dick twitched inside of her, they both ended up groaning as her pussy rippled along his length.
The air in her lungs hitched when she felt cool moist fingers caressing against her pucker, and she whimpered when Shaffer penetrated her back entrance with two digits.
“You okay, baby?” Tatum asked from somewhere nearby.
She lifted her head from Rex’s shoulder and turned to meet his gaze. He was lying on his side next to them. She shivered when she saw that he was stroking his dick in his big, manly hand. “Yeah.”
“Tell me if I hurt you, mate,” Shaffer ordered as he eased his fingers from her ass. She frowned and nodded at the same time. “Take a deep breath and hold it, sugar.”
Pixie gasped in a breath and held it just as Shaffer stroked three fingers into her star. There was a minimal amount of discomfort as she stretched, but the pleasure overrode it. She exhaled slowly as Shaffer began to slowly pump those fingers in and out of her ass, scissoring them and stretching her muscles. She shook and shivered as pleasure washed over her. It felt so amazing having Rex’s cock embedded in her pussy and Shaffer’s fingers fucking her ass. She couldn’t wait to have his cock in her rosette.
She bit the inside of her cheek to contain the whine of protest from escaping when Shaffer removed his fingers from her star. When Tatum tapped her on the shoulder, she looked at him. “Sit up, baby.”
Rex clasped her waist as she pushed up until she was sitting over his hips, impaled on his hard dick. She gasped as his cock sank in a little deeper, and he growled when she clenched on him.
“Lean forward just a bit, sugar,” Shaffer said. “Brace your hands on Rex’s chest. You don’t need to worry if you can’t stay that way, mate. We’d never let you fall. All three of us will always catch you.”
“I know,” Pixie replied with instant sincerity as she pressed her palms onto his pecs.
“I’m coming in, mate.”
“Hurry,” she gasped out.
As soon as she felt the head of Shaffer’s cock against her back entrance, she exhaled slowly and whimpered when the broad, bulbous crown popped through her tight muscles.
“You good?” Tatum asked in a hoarse voice.
“Yes! I feel so full. It’s amazing.”
“You’re about to get fuller, sugar.” Shaffer wrapped an arm around her waist and grasped her shoulder just before he stroked in deeper. He paused to give her time to adjust to the wonderful, foreign intrusion and tried to press back and take more of his cock into her ass, but Rex and Shaffer had a good strong hold on her and she barely moved.
“Your ass is so fucking hot and tight, mate,” Shaffer rasped out.
“Her cunt is tight and wet. Her cum’s dripping off my balls.”
Pixie moaned.
“More.”
“I’m working on it.” Shaffer started purring as he rocked his hips, gliding his cock in and out of her ass, going deeper and deeper each time he moved forward.
Finally, his pubis rested against her butt cheeks and he lapped his tongue over the mating mark on her shoulder, causing her to shiver. Ever since her guys had claimed her, the bite marks had become serious erogenous zones. She was sure if they licked her there long enough she could come by that alone.
“It’s too much,” Pixie panted and then shook her head. “No, it’s not enough. I need…more.”
She turned toward Tatum when he tugged on her hair and found herself on eye level with his hard dick. He was still lazily stroking up and down the hard length, and when she noticed the clear drop of pre-cum in the slit on the tip of his cock, she licked her lips.
Tatum canted his hips forward and then brushed the crown of his dick against her lips. She licked over the top. “You want some of this, baby? Do you want to take my dick in your mouth until I come down your throat?”
“God, yes!” Pixie leaned over slightly and swirled her tongue around the corona of his erection. He groaned and she moaned as the spicy-sweet flavor of his cum coated her taste buds. She drew back slightly, inhaled, opened her mouth wide, and sucked him into her mouth.
“Sweet baby Jesus,” Tatum growled as he threaded his fingers into her hair and held on tight. The prickling at her scalp just seemed to make her hotter for him. “Your mouth is fucking heaven, mate.”
Pixie hummed as she drew back up to the tip and then bobbed down over his cock again, taking as much of his erection as she could into her mouth without choking herself.
She tapped the hand he had around the base of his dick and when he released it, she fisted him firmly and began to stroke up and down in time and counterstroke with her mouth.
“If you two don’t want me shooting off too early, you’d better fucking hurry and catch up,” Tatum said in a deep growly voice.
Rex and Shaffer gripped her tighter and then they began to move.
Shaffer withdrew until he was just resting inside the entrance of her ass, and as he stroked back in, Rex retreated from her pussy. Each time they shoved their cocks into her ass and pussy, they increased the pace incrementally until their bodies were slapping against hers.
Tatum began to fuck in and out of her mouth, and when she could she laved and licked the sensitive spot under the head of his dick.
They were all breathing heavily like noisy, hardworking bellows, and each time her mates growled or groaned she took another step up the steep slope toward bliss.
The wet frictional slide of Rex’s and Shaffer’s erections shuttling rapidly in and out of her pussy and ass sparked all her nerve endings to life. Tension invaded her muscles, her clit throbbed, and her womb grew heavy. Cream dripped from her pussy and her breasts were sensitive and swollen.
Pixie was on fire.
She suctioned her cheeks in as Tatum glided his dick in and out of her mouth and hummed every time she felt it twitch with pleasure. Pixie moaned and inhaled through her nose as she twirled her tongue around the head of his cock.
Shaffer and Rex began pounding in and out of her ass and pussy, and the coil tautened more. Rex released one breast and smoothed his hand down over her belly before delving into her folds.
Her cry was muffled by Tatum’s cock as he delved deeper into her mouth, and when she felt the tip of his erection nudge the back of her throat, she drew a deep breath in through her nose and swallowed.
Tatum growled and a deep rumbling purr started up in his chest. “Fuck yes, baby. Make me come.”
Pixie drew back and then took him deeper still. The tip of his dick slid down her throat and she swallowed convulsively. “Shit! I’m gonna…”
Rex pinched her clit and sent her flying.
Her scream of rapture was cut off when Tatum’s cock expanded and grew hotter, and then he was spewing his juices down her throat. She gulped down his wonderful-tasting, sweet-spicy cum, all the while quivering and quaking as she climaxed.
Her internal muscles clamped down around the two cocks still pistoning in and out of her pussy and ass before releasing and clenching down hard again. Her whole body trembled and convulsed as the nirvanic climax held her in its grip.
She heard Shaffer shout as if from a long way off right before he drove deep into her ass. He ground his hips against her butt cheeks as he climaxed. Rex’s roar sounded faint because of the loud ringing in her ears, but she felt every jerk and judder of his dick as he spumed load after load of cum deep into her womb and pussy.
Just as the ecstasy began to wane and she started to come back to herself, her three men struck all at the same time. Rex surged upright, and he and Shaffer sank their fangs deeply in the flesh at the crook of her neck and shoulder.
Tatum bit deeply into her wrist, and she went careening right back up into the heavens.
Pixie was lost to everything but sensation. Her vision diminished as did her hearing. She could feel her body convulsing spasmodically as she came and came and came. Cream gushed from her pussy as the mating bond snapped into her place. She jolted and jerked as rapture fragmented her into billions of tiny pieces.
Shaffer’s and Rex’s cocks twitched and trembled as they tipped over the edge into euphoria, and Tatum roared so loudly as he climaxed again, there was no way she could have missed it.
By the time the quivers shaking her body began to subside, Pixie felt as if she’d melted into a big pile of goo and flopped down onto Rex’s chest. She panted heavily as she tried to regain her breath and shivered in the carnal aftermath.
When her brain started working again, she became aware of her men caressing over her skin and she sighed.
Tatum stroked her cheek, gaining her attention. “I love you, mate.”
She blinked as tears stung her eyes. “I love you, too, Tatum King.”
Pixie giggled.
“What’s so funny?” Rex’s chest vibrated against hers.
“You all are the sort of leaders in this town.”
Shaffer caressed a hand down her back. “We don’t lead per se, but Tatum tends to order people around.”
“I didn’t ask to become the alpha of all the other shifters, but they sort of started deferring to me and it just became natural to lead. However, I always ask the other men’s opinions and listen to their input.”
“You still haven’t answered the question.” Rex kissed her nose.
“Your surname is King, and you mostly lead the others. Therefore, you’re the reigning Kings’.” Pixie giggled at the comical astonished look on her mates’ faces and burst out laughing.
Rex rolled until she was underneath him and they both groaned when his softening cock slipped from her pussy.
Then all three of her men attacked, tickling her until she had tears running down her face, and she was in danger of peeing herself.
“Our mate is a real smartass.” Shaffer grinned as he tickled her ribs.
“She’s a laugh a minute.” Rex tickled her belly.
“She’s got a mouth on her, that’s for sure.” Tatum chuckled, and Pixie gasped in a breath and laughed at his double innuendo.
“Do you want a bath or shower, sweetie?” Rex asked as he scooped her up into his arms and carried her toward the bathroom.
“How long before we have to leave for the diner?”
“Half an hour,” Shaffer answered as he and Tatum followed them into the en-suite.
“A shower it is then.” Pixie was so happy her heart ached. Nothing could have prepared her for one of the King men, let alone three of them, but she was so in love she wouldn’t have changed anything if she could have.
Pixie mentally shook her head. There was one thing she would change if she could go back in time, and that was save her best friend from being murdered.
A shiver of fear wracked her spine and the hair on the nape of her neck stood on end as dread knotted in the pit of her stomach. She hoped she was wrong, but she had a feeling that her time of freedom was running out quickly. She clung to Rex as he carried her into the bathroom and then stepped in under the hot water.
Pixie could practically hear the second hand on the clock ticking by.
She pushed her fear aside. She didn’t need to be scared anymore.
Her loving mates were big, bad-ass lion shifters, and they could take that fucker down with one swipe of their long, sharp claws.
When she went to work in the diner office today, she would compose the email Tatum was going to send to his lawman friend.
She just hoped that if things did come to a head that none of the other shifters or innocent people in the town of Ambrose got hurt.
She wasn’t sure she’d be able to live with her conscience if someone else was killed and she could have prevented it all by reporting Cheryl’s murder months ago.
Chapter Twenty
“This is going to be fucking easy.” Emery glanced over at Elwyn as his brother sat up and blinked the sleep haze from his eyes.
“This is Ambrose?”
“Yeah.”
“It’s so fucking small.” Elwyn turned toward Emery. “Don’t get fucking complacent. We’re strangers in a small town and we’re going to stick out like a peacock amongst pigeons.”
“Maybe, maybe not. There is a shit load of cars parked up and down the street. There must be a convention or something.” Emery slowed and sighed with relief when he finally found a space to park. It was off the main street, but he didn’t care.
Elwyn got out of the car and stretched as Emery turned off the ignition. He got out and joined his brother on the sidewalk. They were in an optimum spot, being able to see up and down the street but not in direct sight of all the people wandering around.
Emery spied a pamphlet stuck to a power pole and pointed it out to his brother. “This is the reason why there are so many people here. The hotel is hosting a music festival for last night and tonight with well-known bands scheduled to play. This could work to our advantage. We’ll be able to get lost in the crowds.”
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