by Becca Van
“That’s great.” Sierra leaned back into Justice while squeezing her arms around Weldon’s waist. “When do you all start?”
“Tuesday,” Weldon said. “They have visitors coming on Monday and thought it best to hold off so we wouldn’t be a distraction.”
“A distraction?” Sierra frowned.
Weldon felt his cheeks heat and briefly met Justice’s eyes. “Mrs. Starr told us her daughters, their husbands, and their children are going to be there. She was worried that the men would get jealous if they caught their wives ogling us.”
Sierra giggled and then she outright laughed until she had tears in her eyes. When she’d caught her breath and wiped the tears from her face, she said, “Well, I have to agree with her. You’re all definitely eye candy with your handsome faces and sexy bodies.”
“You think we’re sexy?” Weldon waggled his eyebrows.
Sierra smiled and rolled her eyes. “Well duh. I wouldn’t have agreed to be your mate if I hadn’t been attracted to you all.” She moved out from between them and headed to the kitchen side of the room. “Rhys and I made some apple pies. Would you like some?”
“Is the pope a catholic?” Weldon asked.
“Do you want some coffee, too?”
“I’ll get the coffee, baby.” Justice placed his hand on her waist as he reached to the cupboard over her head and got out two mugs. He placed them on the counter, pressing his body into hers as she cut up two generous slices of pie for him and Weldon. “Do you want coffee, mate?”
“No, thanks, I’ve not long finished one.” Justice moved aside and Weldon took the plates from her when she turned toward him, then he carried them toward the dining room table. “Don’t you want some ice-cream or cream with your pie?”
Weldon met her gaze and smirked. “I love eating cream and ice-cream.” He chuckled when she blushed, and while she turned away from him to the fridge, he’d seen the desire in her eyes.
From the way Rhys was looking relaxed and satisfied, he and Sierra had made love while they’d been gone. He couldn’t wait to have some one-on-one time with his mate, too. They only had one and a half days left before they’d all be busy with landscaping the Starr’s property. He just hoped that Sierra still wanted to come along with them even if he wasn’t sure what she’d be able to do. While he didn’t want her working her fingers to the bone, he had a feeling she’d give him hell if he told her that. There wasn’t a chauvinistic bone in his body, but he didn’t want her straining and pulling muscles when she didn’t have to. Even though she was probably getting stronger every day now that they’d mated her, he and his brothers had more brawn, strength, and stamina than she’d ever have.
Weldon didn’t want Sierra out of his sight if he could help it. His wolf had started pacing again, and though that wasn’t unusual when he was restless, his beast had been a hell of a lot calmer since he’d claimed their woman.
He couldn’t quite put his finger on the reason for his trepidation, but if he had to explain it, he would have said that something was coming. What the something was he had no idea and that just made him even antsier.
* * * *
Justice and Rhys were sitting at the kitchen table going over the changes and discussing what materials, equipment, and plants they’d need to landscape the Starr’s yard. Sierra had just finished cleaning up the kitchen after making her men some lunch, even though they’d just had apple pie, with Weldon’s help.
Each time Weldon passed her, he brushed his large, warm body against hers, and though she’d tried to ignore the desire simmering in her belly, it just got hotter.
She was so horny, her pussy was wet and swollen. Her panties were damp, her nipples were hard, and she wanted to rip Weldon’s clothes off and jump on him. After rinsing the cloth clean and hanging it over the tap to dry, she turned to face Weldon and eyed him up and down. At least that had been her intention, but when her eyes snagged on the long bulge in his jeans, that was where they stayed.
She didn’t even notice she’d started breathing hard until her blood began to rush through her ears. Her lust increased as she stared into his blue eyes and saw his pupils dilate and the heat grow in his gaze. He took a step closer and caressed a finger down her cheek as he hooked an arm around her waist. She placed her hands on his chest and smoothed them over his T-shirt, all the time wishing he was naked so she could feel his skin against hers.
“I think you need a massage, darlin’,” he whispered against her forehead just before he pressed his lips to her flesh.
“I’ve never had a massage before,” she said softly.
“You haven’t?”
She shook her head.
“Then I think it’s about time you had a treat.” Weldon released her, skimmed his hand down from her shoulder over her arm, and laced his fingers with hers. “Come with me.”
Sierra let him lead her toward the bedrooms. He let her hand go, and as he moved into the bathroom, he said, “Take your clothes off, darlin’. I’ll be with you in a sec.”
She began to remove her clothes when he disappeared into the en-suite, and she was naked by the time he returned. He set out a few things on the bedside table, pulled the covers back, and spread out a towel. “Get onto the bed, mate.” He clasped her elbow and helped her up.
Sierra laid down on the towel on her belly, the side of her head resting on her folded arms and shivered when the mattress dipped as Weldon got onto the bed. He straddled her hips, then braced a hand near her shoulder as he reached for the bottle of oil.
After uncapping the lid, he poured some into the cup he’d made of one palm then rubbed his hands together. A light lavender scent permeated the air, and her muscles relaxed as she inhaled the perfume.
“Shit! Can you move your hair out of the way, Sierra?” He met her gaze when she turned toward him, holding his oily hands up for her to see them. “I should have thought of that before getting the oil.”
She smiled at him, rolled to her back, sat up, gathered her hair into a ponytail, then twisted it up into a bun all without using a hair tie. Weldon watched her with fascination. “I love seeing you do things like that,” he said. “It’s so…feminine.”
Warmth filled her heart to overflowing, and while she was tempted to tell him she’d come to care for him and his brothers, a lot, something held her back. Sierra flopped onto her back again and rolled until she was once more on her belly.
Weldon sat astride her once more, then started to smooth his hands over her neck and shoulders. She couldn’t help but moan as he dug his fingers into the tight muscles she hadn’t even noticed she had.
He worked up and down her spine, kneading and caressing until she felt as if she was boneless, but with each touch and caress her hunger for Weldon grew. When he reached her ass and squeezed her cheeks, she whimpered as her pussy grew wetter and her clit started throbbing. Her nipples hardened and her breasts ached.
Sierra wasn’t sure how much longer she could remain still. She wanted to roll over, spread her legs wide, and tell him to shove his dick into her pussy, but she was also enjoying how he continued to touch her.
When he stopped and moved off of her, she wondered if he was done, but before she could ask, he turned her onto her back, molded her breasts with his oily hands and tweaked her nipples.
“You’re so fucking sexy, darlin’.” He eyed her body over, stopping to stare at her pussy. “I could just devour you.”
“I want you, Weldon. Please?”
“And you have me, mate.” He scrambled from the bed after wiping his hands on the corner of the towel she was lying on and shucked his clothes quickly.
Sierra trembled with lusty need as she perused his muscular nakedness. Their gazes locked together as he climbed onto the bed again, but before he could straddle her, she sat up and pushed against his shoulder. It was her turn to touch him. She wanted to explore his body as much as he’d explored hers. Thankfully, he realized what she desired, and he dropped to his back on the mattress. She smoothed her hands over hi
s broad shoulders, over his muscular chest and large biceps before moving lower.
Once she was kneeling astride his knees, she caressed up and down his strong thighs, getting closer and closer to his groin. She licked her lips as his cock twitched and bobbed with his excitement, and then she gently cupped his balls. He groaned, closed his eyes, and spread his legs wider.
Sierra kept her gaze on his face to gauge his reactions, and as she gently rolled his balls in her hand, she lowered her head and swirled her tongue around the head of his cock. “Fuck,” Weldon growled. “Your mouth and hands feel so fucking good on me, darlin’.”
Sierra hummed in response as she licked up his cock from just above his balls to the tip, then she opened her mouth wide and took him into her depths as far as she could. Using her free hand, she grasped his shaft and began to stroke up and down, while still rolling his balls.
His breathing was fast and shallow, and he kept making groaning sounds. She loved hearing her men vocalize their pleasure, because while she wasn’t very experienced in the love-making department, it gave her added confidence and made her feel empowered as a woman.
She was so wet, her cream was dripping from her pussy and coating the inside of her thighs. A groan vibrated from her chest up her throat as she savored Weldon’s unique salty goodness. After releasing his cock from her mouth, she licked her way down lower, released his balls, and took one into her mouth.
Weldon went wild.
He howled when she suckled on his teste, and before she knew what had happened, she was on the bed on her hands and knees with him kneeling behind her. He was breathing heavily and snarling like a rabid beast, but she loved that she’d made him lose control.
Just as she inhaled as deeply as she could he plunged his hot, hard dick into her pussy until she was so full she was sure she was about to burst. He grasped her hips firmly and set up an almost rough rhythm. Sierra moaned as he pounded in and out of her. His cock slid in and out of her pussy so fast there was no way in hell she would have been able to keep up if she’d tried.
She lowered her shoulders to the bed, lifting her ass higher into the air and clutched the sheet in her fists and held on tight. Weldon groaned as he shuttled in and out of her pussy harder, faster, and deeper, their bodies slapping together. If she hadn’t been hanging on to the sheet and him her hips, she was sure she would have been pushed up the bed.
Even though he was being a little rough with her, he wasn’t hurting her. The sensations of him making love to her were so overwhelmingly good she wouldn’t have been able to describe it if someone had asked her. He was giving her pure and utter bliss, and she felt as if she was soaring higher into the sky. If she got much higher, she was sure she was going to be able to touch the stars.
The tension in her womb, pussy, and muscles began to grow and the spiral in her lower belly wound tighter and tighter until she was hovering on the edge of ecstasy.
Weldon covered her back with his front, wrapped an arm around her, and cupped her breast. She whimpered as he kneaded her boob, then moaned when he tweaked and rolled her nipple.
He skimmed his hand down from her chest, over her ribs and belly, and then he cupped her mound. Sierra stopped breathing for a heartbeat or two, and just as she sucked air into her lungs, he delved into her folds and pinched her clit.
She toppled over the edge with a cry, “Weldon!”
Sierra shook and jolted. Her pussy clamped down around his pistoning dick. Weldon slammed into her with a shout, “Sierra!” He ground his hips into her ass cheeks as he filled her with his cum. She felt every jerk and pulse of his dick as she continued to orgasm with him.
He laved his tongue over her shoulder close to her neck, and then he bit deeply into her flesh, sending her careening back up to the heavens. The second climax was stronger than the first and seemed to last longer, as well.
By the time the rapture began to wane, she felt as if she had no substance, as if all her bones had melted and all that was left was rubbery limbs.
Once she had her breath and equilibrium back, she opened her eyes and smiled with satiated happiness. She’d been so lost in euphoria she hadn’t noticed or felt when Weldon rolled them both to their sides. He was spooning her from behind and caressing a hand up and down the length of her body as he licked the spot where he’d marked her again.
Sierra had never been so happy and in love in her life. When a knot of fear started to form in the pit of her stomach, she pushed her misgivings aside. She wasn’t going to let anyone or anything destroy her bliss, not even herself.
Tomorrow would be soon enough for her to begin to worry about the threat she could feel coming.
Chapter Fifteen
As soon as Justice heard then saw Sierra enter the kitchen, he wanted to scoop her up into his arms, carry her back to the bedroom, and make love to her until neither of them could walk, but from the sleepy look in her eyes and the way she was yawning, she was tired.
His heart surged with joy when she gave him a soft smile, and while he wasn’t going to push her into having sex with him, he needed to hold her in his arms. With their gazes still locked, he rose from the stool at the counter and opened her arms wide. Love pierced his heart when she walked into his embrace without any hesitation whatsoever.
“Hey,” she said after wrapping her arms around his waist and peering up at him.
“Hey yourself, baby.” He winked at her then frowned when she rolled her neck from side to side. While she was perfect for him and his brothers in every way, he sometimes wished that he and his brothers weren’t so damn tall, because then Sierra wouldn’t end up hurting her muscles by having to crane her neck so much to look them in the eyes. He decided to help her out and lifted her up into his arms until they were almost eye to eye. “Are you tired, mate?”
She shook her head as she hooked her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. “No, not really.”
“You look like you could use a nap.” Justice frowned.
Sierra shook her head again. “I’m just so relaxed. You guys all know how to make me feel so good.”
“You make us feel good, too, darlin’.” Weldon came up behind her then kissed her on the temple.
Rhys took his place as soon as Weldon moved away. “You’ve made us all so very happy, honey.”
“I’m happy, too,” Sierra said.
“I’m so glad you came into our lives, baby.” Justice leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead.
“I am, too,” she said. “I’ve never felt like this before.”
“You’re not the only one.” Justice turned toward the stools at the kitchen counter and sat with her on his lap.
“Would you believe I’m feeling peckish?” Sierra asked.
“You’re not the only one with an appetite, darlin’.” Weldon winked at her. “We and now you, have fast metabolisms. With all the exercise we’ve had, we’ve worked up an appetite.”
While Justice wasn’t jealous of his brothers for their alone time with their mate, he wanted his turn, too, but he wasn’t about to press her into something she wasn’t ready for. Sierra had quickly become his whole world, and he would do anything she asked of him, within reason, of course. However, she was such a kind, loving woman he had no doubt that she’d never ask him and his brothers to do something that was against the law.
“What would you like to eat, honey?” Rhys asked.
“I’ve got a craving for a steak and a loaded potato. What about all of you?”
“I could eat a steak and potato,” Justice said.
Rhys snorted. “When have any of us ever refused food of any kind?”
“I don’t think that’s ever happened,” Weldon chuckled.
“Will you let me do the cooking?” Sierra said. “I’d like to do something nice for all of you for a change. You three are always looking out for me.”
“We like taking care of you, baby,” Justice said. “You’ve brought so much happiness and joy into our lives.”
“Justice is right, honey,” Rhys said. “We didn’t realize how anti-social we’d become until you stepped into our lives and brightened our world.”
Justice smiled when he heard Sierra swallow loudly and was blinking back tears. His and his brothers’ words had touched her heart. What worried him was that he, Weldon, and Rhys couldn’t feel any of her emotions as yet, and he wondered if their mate could feel any of theirs.
He was concerned that there was something wrong with their mating bond, but he had no idea what, if that was the case. He and his brothers, as well as their wolves, were getting impatient to feel their woman’s emotions through their link. Justice decided if the bond didn’t strengthen over the next couple of days, he was going to make an appointment for all of them to see Broden to check them all over.
Justice wasn’t sure he could deal with day upon day of not feeling what Sierra was. Did she have some sort of anomaly that blocked her feelings from him and his brothers? Or maybe they were impaired in some way? Whatever it was, he wanted and needed to get to the bottom of things soon. If he didn’t, he was concerned his wolf was going to start getting aggressive and cause all sorts of problems.
The last thing he needed was having Sierra pissed off at him.
“Why don’t we work together, baby? With both of us preparing the food, we’ll be sitting down to eat before you know it,” Justice said.
She cupped his cheek then caressed over his face with the tips of her fingers. Her touch was so soft it was almost like butterfly wings against his skin, and yet he felt it in his heart, soul, and all the way down to his dick.
Justice nuzzled into her palm and then kissed it, just before she slid from his lap. They worked in harmony as if they’d been doing it for years. She moved around him and him around her without either of them bumping into each other, but Justice made sure to brush up against her body often.
By the time they all sat down to eat the steak, loaded potato, and salad, his dick was so fucking hard he was aching and uncomfortable in his jeans. Justice felt as if the denim of his pants were strangling his cock, but he tried to ignore his other appetite as much as he could.