by Maia Dylan
He couldn’t think of a goddamn word to say except, “Mine!” which came on a low growl, his need for his mate riding him so hard he was hard-pressed to recognize anything else.
He lifted her into his arms, enjoying the fact that her breathing rate increased, and carried her to their bed. He and Trent had carefully selected every piece of furniture in this room for Faith, and the bed was custom-made to cater to the three of them and their heights. This bed, and his imagination of what they could be doing to and for their mate, had made for many a long, lonely night over the past two years, and Ty was determined that he was going to bring each and every decadent thought and image to life.
Laying her gently on the turned-down bed, he paused for a moment to look at her, hair flared across the pillow, eyes ablaze with desire. “Holy fuck, Trent,” Ty sent down their bond, “she’s here, finally fucking here, and I am scared I’ll come before I have even touched her.” He glanced at his brother as he sensed movement on the other side of the bed, Trent standing there watching their mate just as intently.
“You want me to take over?” Trent’s voice came back to him followed by a quick glance and an evil grin.
“Oh hell no,” Ty murmured aloud. Ignoring the flicker of question that passed across Faith’s face, he prowled onto the bed, every inch the predator and alpha. Faith’s eyes widened at him just a little before her eyes blazed with hunger once more.
“Sweet girl, you look so sexy lying on our bed. I have been dying for a taste of you since I first saw you.” His gaze dropped to her pussy, and he grinned when he saw her press her thighs together tight. “Are you all right there, sweets? Do you have an ache you need me to take care of?” Ty grinned as he watched her eyes narrow.
“Are you achin’, baby? All you gotta do is tell us what you need, and it’s all yours.” Trent spoke low as he, too, moved onto the bed to stretch out on Faith’s right side. Ty could hear the laughter in his voice.
“Yeah, Ty, I do have an ache.” Faith’s smile had no small amount of wicked to it as she arched her back, thrusting her beautiful breasts into the air. She slowly ran her hands down her torso, Ty tracking the movements of her hands as they slowly drifted toward her pussy. Gracefully, Faith pulled her feet up on the bed and dropped her thighs outward.
“Oh shit,” Ty groaned as his eyes feasted on the sweetest, pinkest, most beautiful pussy in the world, just as the air around him was filled with the scent and essence that was all woman. Their woman. Their Faith.
Ty could do nothing but drop down and bring his mouth close to the place he wanted to be more than any place on Earth for the rest of his life. Closing his eyes in order to rein in some of his excitement, he licked her cunt slowly from bottom to top, swirling his tongue quickly around her clit on the upsweep. The gasp of pleasure that came from Faith was slightly muffled, and when he looked up, he grinned to see why.
Trent must have been just as affected by Faith’s wanton little move, because he was now kissing the ever-loving shit out of her. As he watched, Ty ran his hand to her breast, palmed it, and then pinched her nipple slightly. This brought another whimper from Faith and a gush of cream from her cunt. Not wanting to waste a drop, Ty dove in, lapping up every last drop and lavishing her swollen clit with his tongue. He plunged his tongue into her dripping core every so often, and judging by the fact that she was now lifting her hips to rub her cunt against his face, she was enjoying every minute of it.
“Oh God!” Faith groaned, or rather tried to, but it was difficult to understand given the fact that Trent had his tongue down her throat. Wanting to be an active participant in what was proving to be an explosive first introduction to ménage sex, Faith sucked firmly on his tongue and plunged her hands into his hair. Her ears were ringing as her body flew toward a precipice she knew that once she flew off, she would never be the same again.
Ty suddenly plunged a finger into her cunt and rubbed an unknown place within her that sparked such pleasure she tore her mouth from Trent’s with a scream, and her body began to tremble violently.
“Fuck yeah, baby, Ty’s found it, hasn’t he?” Trent growled against her neck as he continued to fondle and pinch her nipples, heightening her pleasure. “Ty’s totally hit your sweet spot.”
“You have no idea just how sweet she fucking is, Brother.” Ty groaned against her pussy as he added another finger and continued to rub her in just the right spot, the trembling increasing to the point Faith was sure she looked like she was having a seizure. Her body felt like it was hurtling toward something big. Faith needed something to help her, but she just didn’t know what.
“Ty, please!” she sobbed, desperate. “Please!”
“Anything, Faith, for you, anything,” Ty rasped before he swirled his tongue around her clit, then sucked it into his mouth, gently biting the swollen nub. Faith threw her head back and screamed as an orgasm the likes of which she had never felt before overtook her.
“Oh fuck yeah, baby, do it, come for us.” Trent groaned and growled against her neck. It seemed to crest again as Ty continued to plunge his fingers into her sopping pussy and sucked harder on her clit.
All too soon, the tremors slowly began to ebb, and the world began to fall back into place. Faith could hear not only her own harsh breathing but the constant growls of the man still steadily licking her and lying between her spread legs. She could also feel Trent’s hot, harsh breath against her neck.
Suddenly Trent moved away from her, and Ty’s form loomed up and over the top of her. His mouth glistened with the juices from her own body, but what caused her to almost stop breathing was the look in his eyes. It was a look that told her he was on the edge of complete insanity, an insanity she had caused with her response to him.
Of their own accord, her legs wrapped around him as he settled in the cradle of her hips, the hard, blunt head of his weeping cock pressed against the swollen folds of her pussy. He held himself above her on arms that rippled with muscle and restraint.
“Faith, I have to take you.” Ty’s voice was slightly garbled, and Faith knew that his wolf, stronger than most due to his alpha status, was fighting for control.
Faith would have dearly loved to believe that the reason for that was because of the mating heat and Quickening, driving him to complete their mating with her by biting into her shoulder, marking her as his for all time and for all to see. But she knew that wasn’t the case. If they had experienced the Quickening, it would have been years ago when they first met at the diner. As she understood it, the Quickening was so powerful that wolves could barely control their reaction to their mates, and they certainly couldn’t hold back from it.
No, this was not the Quickening. It was simply affection and intense desire that drove Ty’s wolf forward.
“Then do it, Ty,” she whispered as she lifted her arms to wrap around his shoulders and urge him to her, gently rolling her hips in invitation. “Take me.”
The words had no sooner left her mouth than Ty thrust home, filling her with his cock. Both of them threw their heads back and groaned at the sensation.
“Fuck, Faith, you feel fantastic.”
Faith gripped Ty’s shoulders and held on as he started to move within her, slowly at first and then with more strength and power. He fell against her, kissing her with a passion that left her breathless. She could taste her own salty musk on his lips, but that simply added to her pleasure. Oddly, the thought of tasting him and his brother flew into her mind. God, she would love the opportunity to take them into her mouth and learn them with her tongue. She wouldn’t stop until she had taken every drop they had to offer.
“Hell yeah, you would, Faith. You would take every damn drop, sweets.” Ty growled against her lips.
Faith started to wonder how Ty knew what she was thinking, but then he added a twist with his hips when he slammed home, which ground his body against her rapidly swelling clit, causing all thought to evaporate.
Ty suddenly reared back, pulling free of her body, and Faith whimpere
d at the loss. “Turn over, sweetness. I have to fuck you hard.”
Faith sat up and turned over onto her hands and knees, instinctively arching her back in invitation. Both Ty and Trent groaned.
Suddenly Ty slammed back into her. He gripped her hips and pulled her back into him on every forward thrust. Faith mewled at the feeling of being completely taken. She could hear Ty growling as his hips slammed against hers. She could feel the orgasm building within her again. Incredibly it felt even stronger than the last one. Faith began to push herself back harder against Ty to meet his thrusts.
“Oh shit, no, Faith, you can fuck me later, but right now, it’s my turn,” Ty grunted as he lay down over her back, sliding his arms up under hers to grip her shoulders from beneath, holding her immobile as he rammed home faster and harder.
Her orgasm suddenly crested inside her. Throwing her head back onto Ty’s shoulder, she screamed her pleasure to the world. She felt Ty tense behind and above her. He stilled for a few seconds, and she thought she felt his teeth graze against her shoulder before he suddenly threw his head back and shouted his pleasure through the room as he reached his own peak. Faith felt him swell and jolt within her, and then she felt the hot spurts as he filled her. Ty thrust once, twice, three times before he slumped forward slightly, releasing Faith to drop onto the mattress, and he caught his weight on his arms. The room was filled with their harsh breathing.
With a groan, Ty pulled out of her and threw himself to lie on his back beside her on the mattress, arm thrown against his eyes, desperately gasping for breath.
“Holy shit, I have never seen anything as hot as that.”
Faith smiled at the tension she could hear vibrating in Trent’s voice. Her heart was still pounding, but even though she had just had an explosive orgasm and her body felt like she had just finished a marathon, she was far from sated.
“It felt pretty fucking hot, too,” Faith murmured, the satisfaction evident in her voice. Ty lifted his arm and turned his head to look at her, the smile he gave her so tender and heartfelt her heart fluttered as she returned it.
“Yeah, bro, our Faith is amazing.” Ty growled back, his hand lifting to gently lay against her cheek, thumb tenderly sweeping back and forth.
* * * *
“Um, Faith?” Trent’s voice trembled slightly. “You, ah—you aren’t going to sleep, are you?”
Trent sat back against the headboard of the bed watching the tender moment between his brother and their mate. He hated to interrupt, but he was in a world of hurt right that second! He gripped the base of his dick in desperation, holding off the need to come. It had been a close fucking call watching Faith as his brother fucked her. My God. Her face was so expressive, the joy and pleasure were written there for anyone to see. When she came, her whole face radiated with the pleasure of it. The sounds she made almost had him coming like an untried teen.
If Faith was tired or had reached the end of her tether, he would probably just curl up and die. The bark of smug laughter that came down their bond from his brother was just cruel. Trent sent back what he was physically feeling, gaining no small amount of pleasure as Ty jerked under the weight of it and shot him a grimace. Yeah, you smug bastard, this fucking hurts!
Suddenly Faith lifted off the mattress to kneel, then locked what was definitely a predatory gaze on him. His heart seized as she began to crawl toward where he was sitting, licking her bottom lip when her gaze dropped to his hard shaft, which hardened even further under her gaze, something he would have thought impossible just seconds before.
“See something you like, baby?” Trent was surprised at the gravel in his own voice. The need to take this desirable woman crawling toward him was almost palpable. The need to claim her as their mate drummed so hard through his body that he felt his gums begin to ache. It had been a close call with Ty.
Trent had been in the perfect position to not only enjoy the action and his mate’s pleasure but to also watch the need and hunger in his brother’s face. He saw the precise moment that Ty’s wolf took his chance at trying to claim their mate. He had shouted his brother’s name down the bond as loud as he could as Ty had leant forward, canines out, reaching toward the sensitive part of her neck, intent on claiming her for their own. His shout had been enough for his brother to wrench his wolf back and keep him from the claiming even as he climaxed. Trent was yet again in awe at his brother’s strength, not knowing if he would have been able to do that.
“You’re about to find out, Little Brother.” Ty’s wry comment came down their link as Faith finally made it to him, her gaze never leaving his dick. Ah, fuck. Was she going to do what he dreaded and desperately desired all at the same time? He cast a panicked gaze at his brother, who had rolled onto his side to watch, jealousy and humor clear on his face.
Faith wrapped her little hand around his dick, her fingers not quite meeting, and gently stroked and squeezed him, naturally finding the rhythm he found the most arousing. Trent closed his eyes on a groan. He was so damned close to shooting off that he started reciting the state capitals in an attempt to stave off the explosion that shimmered just below the surface. When he felt he might be able to take a breath without screaming, he suddenly felt a warm, wet heat engulf his cock.
His eyes flew open. “Ohmygod!” he shouted, then slammed his hand hard against his mouth.
“Jesus, Trent,” Ty the bastard laughed, “that’s classic. Faith makes you the luckiest bastard in the world, and you react like a teenage girl?”
“Mmmm.” Faith pulled her mouth from him, and from the looks of it, she had been enjoying blowing his, um, mind. “No, love, he is no girl. Of that fact I am absolutely sure!”
Laughing eyes looked up into Trent’s, and he felt himself fall. He hadn’t thought it was possible to fall more in love with Faith, but what the hell did he know? This was his first and last time falling in love with someone, so he had nothing to compare it to.
Reaching forward, he gripped her and lifted her to kneel over him, his cock resting against the lips of her pussy, a pussy that was so warm, wet, and inviting he could feel her cream sliding down the side of his dick. Enthralled, he watched as she took him in her right hand and guided him into paradise, biting her lip as she worked her hips to take him. Trent slid his arms up her back, into her hair, and pulled her forward. With his forehead pressed to hers, eyes locked together, their heavy breaths mingling, the world melted away until it was just them. He knew his brother wasn’t too far away, but in that moment, it was all about the two of them.
“I missed you so much, baby,” he whispered, pressing a small kiss against her lips. “When we lost you, it was like we suddenly weren’t who we were supposed to be.” Trent prayed that he hadn’t made a mistake bringing this up when she had just worked him until he was buried balls deep inside her. “We looked for you, baby.” He watched her eyes widen a little then glisten with unshed tears. “We looked but found no trail we could follow to try and find you. I’m so sorry that we didn’t find you.”
“We both are, sweetness.” Ty spoke gently from beside them. Trent saw him stroke her left thigh from the corner of his eye. “So very fucking sorry that we lost faith in us and we gave up looking. But Faith, we are desperate for you to believe that we will never fail you again. Nothing will ever take you away from us, and if something does happen, I promise you we will search for you forever.”
Trent watched as Faith pulled back slightly to look between them, a single tear sliding down her cheek. Trent felt his heart shatter at that single tear. Not knowing what to say or do, he just waited.
Faith continued to look between them as if searching for something in their faces. Whatever it was she was trying to find, it must have been there, as she slowly smiled this beautiful shy smile and nodded.
Then, his baby began to move on him, lifting onto her knees and lowering gently, fucking him real slow and easy. Trent felt his pulse rate began to climb, and when she started to slide a little faster, twist at the end of her glide
, and then grip him on each upstroke, he groaned out loud, sweat popping out on his brow. Oh holy fuck, she was hot.
“Yeah, baby, ride me. Take what you need, ’cause God knows I need it, too.” Trent growled as he lifted his feet to the mattress so he could flex slightly into her. He watched as Faith’s breathing increased along with her tempo. Her gaze locked to his, and he felt her pussy start to flutter a little, signaling that she was going to come—and soon. Sipping sweet kisses from her lips, he swallowed her moans of pleasure and enjoyed the sweep of color that swept up her chest as her orgasm approached.
She suddenly gripped his shoulders tight, nails biting into his skin, causing him to groan. She threw her head back screaming his name, slammed down on him, and ground herself against him as she came. Trent tensed, fighting his need to come as his mate shattered in his arms. He felt her pussy clenching against him, totally in awe at the passion his mate personified.
When she came back to herself, she leaned forward and slumped slightly against his chest with a satisfied purr. His kitten sounded very pleased with herself.
“Mmmm, that was amazing.” Faith’s voice was raspy from screaming his name, and damned if that didn’t make him feel like he was ten feet tall. She pulled back slightly and looked him in the eye. “But I need something from you, Trent.”
“Anything, baby, we already told you that.”
Faith’s eyes suddenly glinted, and a seriously wicked smile spread across her face. “In that case, I want to try something I think I will really like. I need you to throw me back on this bed. Use your weight to hold me down on this mattress.”