by Becca Van
“I know. I can smell your anxiety. What has you so fretful?”
“You guys are big…all over.”
“We are,” Jett agreed as he got onto the bed near her feet.
“What if it hurts? What if I can’t do what you want?”
Declan tugged on her ponytail. “Baby, you were made for us. You’re our mate, which means we are compatible in every way. Do you think you would be ours if you couldn’t handle us?”
“I don’t know.” Emmy flung her hands up and then started wringing them together.
“You liked it when I was licking you pucker, didn’t you, love?” Jett asked.
Emmy nodded.
“And you loved it when I had my thumb in your ass when I claimed you,” Brooks said.
She nodded again.
“You’re going to love having your ass fucked, baby. You let us worry about the logistics. All you need to do is lie back and relax.”
“Easy for you to say,” Emmy snorted. “You’re not about to have a baseball bat shoved up your ass.”
Declan choked and then let rip a deep belly laugh. Brooks chuckled and guffawed loudly. Jett hooted so hard he fell onto his side on the mattress and clutched his stomach. Emmy couldn’t help but join in the hilarity.
Jett’s laughter died down, and seconds later she was moaning. She hadn’t seen him move, but she certainly felt it. He was licking through her drenched folds.
Brooks bent toward her breast as he chuckled once more, and then he laved his tongue over her aching nipple. She moaned and threaded her fingers into his hair, holding him to her chest.
Her hips arched reflexively when he stroked finger up into her pussy.
“Oh.”
This time when Jett pressed against her ass with a lube-covered thumb, she didn’t tense or jerk. He caressed over her star and then eased the tip of his thumb inside her back entrance. Declan nudged her chin up and took her mouth with a rapacious need. She kissed him back with passion as the liquid fire in her lower belly grew hotter.
They overwhelmed her with touch, kisses, and licks until the hunger was so intense her whole body was quaking.
She turned her head, breaking the kiss with Declan, and panted shallowly. Declan licked and lapped his way down the side of her neck, stopping to pay homage to each erogenous zone he found before moving lower.
When his warm wet mouth closed around her other aching nipple she cried out. Jett was now pumping two fingers in and out of her pussy and ass while his tongue twirled around and over her clit.
The pressure inside began to grow and Emmy knew it wouldn’t be long before she reached orgasm, but she didn’t want to come yet. She wanted to have all three of her mates lodged deep inside of her body when she climaxed. She wanted them all coming at the same time.
She reached out to either side of her and caressed down Brooks’ and Declan’s delineated abs toward their groins. She moaned when the backs of her hands brushed against the damp heads of their cocks. Moving down further still, she wrapped her hands around their hard shafts and began to pump up and down. Feminine confidence washed through her when they both groaned.
“Take a deep breath for me, Emmy,” Jett ordered in a husky voice after lifting his head from her sex.
Emmy sucked in a breath and then whimpered when Jett added a third finger to her ass. Her star burned, and she squeezed her eyes shut as a slight pinching pain invaded her back entrance as Jett stroked his three fingers deeper into her pucker.
Air exploded out from between her parted lips, and as she drew in another breath, her muscles loosened as the tension waned. The pain receded, and Jett spread the fingers he had inserted in her rosette stretching her out. And then he started to glide them in and out at a slow easy pace. Emmy moaned as fiery pleasure melted her into a pile of goo on the mattress.
“She’s ready,” Jett rasped out as he withdrew his fingers from her ass and vagina and gave her clit one last lick.
Declan released the nipple he’d been sucking on with a pop, and then he rolled away from her toward the edge of the bed. Brooks scooted closer to her, grasped her waist, and lifted her up. He maneuvered in under her on his back and then lowered her down until she was straddling his hips.
“Take me inside of you, Emmy.”
Emmy shivered and goose bumps raced over her skin. She shifted on her knees and looked down when Brooks shoved a hand between their bodies. She whimpered with hunger at the erotic sight of his hand wrapped around the base of his dick, and her mouth watered for a taste. When he rubbed the tip of his cock between her drenched folds and the head brushed against her sensitive clit, she cried out.
Brooks spread his legs wide and Emmy rose a little higher onto her knees. He adjusted the angle of his cock, and when it brushed her entrance, Emmy lowered down over him.
He growled as she took him inside. Her wet tissues stretched to accommodate his girth, and she moaned as the nerves inside of her pussy sparked to life, even more. Emmy rose and lowered her wet pussy until Brooks was embedded inside of her to the root. She felt so full, but she was nowhere near done yet.
Jett shifted up behind her, caressed his hands down her back, and then gripped her ass. She whimpered with pleasure when he stretched her cheeks out and couldn’t stop her asshole from pulsing. Even though her vagina was chock-full—or should that be cock-full? Pun intended—she wanted, needed Jett to fill her ass.
“Are you ready for me, love?”
“Yes,” she moaned. “Now! I need you, Jett.”
“I need you, too, mate.”
Jett rubbed the head of his lubed-coated cock over her pucker and then pushed against her firmly. She gasped and groaned when the head of his dick popped through the tight ring of muscle, and although it was difficult to deny her body the instinctive reflexive clenching, she managed to stave it off. After sucking in another deep breath, she used those muscles and pushed back against Jett.
“Fuck, yeah,” Jett groaned. “Your ass is so fucking hot and tight. So good, love. So fucking good.”
Emmy couldn’t respond even if she wanted to. All she could do was gasp and whimper. Her ass and pussy were stretched wide around two cocks, and while that was the most erotically carnal thing she’d ever done, and she loved every minute of it, she still needed more.
She glanced around frantically for Declan and shouldn’t have been surprised to find him ready and waiting for her. He was up on his knees to her left near shoulder and stroking a hand up and down his cock. Saliva pooled in her mouth, and she quickly swallowed as she leaned toward him. She lapped at his slit where she could see a glistening drop of pre-cum and hummed at his sweet taste.
“Do you like how I taste, baby?”
“Hmm,” Emmy agreed just before she opened her mouth wide and sucked the head of his cock into her mouth.
“Oh, fuck yeah, baby. Suck my dick.”
Emmy swirled her tongue around the bulbous head, and when she felt his shudder as she lapped at the underside, she did it again, and again.
“Your mouth feels amazing, Emmy,” Declan rasped out.
Emmy lowered her mouth over Declan’s cock, taking him in as far as she could without choking, and then she drew back up to the tip. And then she repeated the process making sure to suction in her cheeks to enhance Declan’s pleasure. He growled as he threaded his fingers into her hair, but he never once tried to control her.
Jett clasped hold of one hip and pinched a nipple between his finger and thumb as he withdrew from her ass until the tip was resting inside her back entrance. Brooks gripped her ribs, and as Jett drove his cock back into her star, Brooks withdrew.
Each time they pumped their hips, they increased the pace incrementally until they were shuttling their cocks and out of her ass and pussy hard, fast, and deep.
Emmy bobbed her head faster, and as soon as Declan removed his hand from around the base of his cock, she wrapped hers around his shaft. She pumped her hand up and down as she took him in and out of her mouth.
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p; The pressure inside of her grew higher and higher, sending molten lava racing through her blood. Juices dripped from her pussy and her womb grew heavy. The coil began to gather, and her limbs began to shake.
Emmy reached over with her free hand, cupping Declan’s balls, and then gently rolling them in their sac. He made a garbled growly sound, and his grip on her hair tightened.
“I’m gonna come, baby.”
Those words were music to Emmy’s ears. She was right on the verge of ecstasy as well and hadn’t wanted to go over by herself. She needed to have all three of her mates fall with her.
“Me…too…” Jett panted.
“Oh yeah,” Brooks growled.
Brooks reached down between them, swirled a finger around her sensitive clit, and then he and Jett shoved into her ass and pussy at the same time.
Emmy sucked hard on Declan’s cock, and then she fell over the edge with a muffled scream.
Rapture assailed her from three sides.
Her internal muscles clenched and released in a never-ending cycle of rapture. Her whole body quivered and quaked as she flew to the stars.
Declan roared just before his cock twitched in her mouth, and then he shot load after load of sweet-spicy cum onto the back of her tongue and down her throat. Emmy gulped and swallowed each time jism spurted into her mouth.
Jett growled as he ground his hips against her ass as he filled her back entrance with his hot cream. She felt each palpitation as he emptied his balls, and her internal muscles continued to convulse with orgasmic reaction.
Brooks pulled her hips down hard against him, his cock so far inside her she could feel him against her cervix. His cock shuddered and juddered as cum spumed deep into her pussy and womb.
Emmy gave Declan’s cock a last lick before releasing his softening erection, and just as she straightened, Brooks sat up with an arm locked around her waist.
They all struck at the same time.
Brooks, Jett, and Declan sank their elongated canines deep into her flesh. Brooks and Jett struck the same place they had before, but Declan bit into her wrist.
Emmy opened her mouth on a soundless scream as she shot straight up into euphoria.
Her whole body convulsed with spasmodic nirvana as cream gushed from her pussy. White light exploded in front of her eyes before fading away to absolute darkness, and there was a loud ringing in her ears. Her mind, heart, and soul fragmented into a million pieces, and when they slammed back together she jerked. Her spirit soared free, and when she looked down she saw three tendrils of light.
Emmy followed those tendrils from her heart out to each of her mates. She gaped with awe when she clearly saw her men’s polar bears as well as their human forms. And then she was falling fast. Her soul slammed back into her physical body, and darkness washed over her. Just before she passed out she heard the frantic voices of her mates.
“Emmy?” Brooks called.
“Emmy, open your eyes, baby,” Declan ordered.
“Did we kill her?” Jett asked frantically.
Chapter Sixteen
“She’s still breathing and her pulse is strong and regular,” Jett said as he rubbed at the back of his neck.
“Maybe she just passed out again.” Brooks helped Declan get her settled on her back in the middle of the mattress.
“That was way more than just passing out.” Declan frowned as he rubbed over his chest.
“Yeah, it was,” Jett said. “I thought she was having a fucking convulsion.”
“She was in a way.” Brooks rolled from the bed. “I’m going to get a washcloth and a towel. We need to clean her up to make her comfortable. I don’t want her waking up feeling all sticky and sweaty.”
“What if she doesn’t wake up? Maybe we need to get Broden to check her over.” Jett hadn’t meant to voice his concerns, but from the worried expressions on his friends’ faces they were thinking the same thing.
“She has to.” Declan scowled at Jett. “We can’t think that the worst. We have to stay positive.”
“Declan’s right,” Brooks said as he came back into the bedroom. “There’s no fucking way the fates would dangle our mate in front of us only to take her away again. If she doesn’t wake soon then we can call for Broden, but let’s give her some time to sleep and recuperate.”
Jett nodded. His friends were right. He needed to stay optimistic, but seeing and feeling Emmy shaking and jerking in his arms had scared the absolute shit out of him.
Brooks knelt on the bed and nodded at Declan. Declan spread Emmy’s legs and gently lifted her ass from the mattress. Brooks carefully cleaned Emmy’s body before wiping her cunt and ass before tossing the cloth aside. Jett snatched the towel up and patted her dry.
“Which one of us is going to stay with our mate until she awakens?” Jett asked. It was beyond time they headed downstairs to prepare the tour group’s breakfast, but there was no way they were leaving Emmy by herself. He knew the knot of anxiety in his gut wouldn’t wane until he knew she was okay.
“I will,” Declan said.
“Thank fuck the only meal we have to prepare is breakfast,” Brooks said as he got off the bed again. “I’m going to have a quick shower. I’ll meet you downstairs.”
“Yeah,” Jett said. “What did we have on the menu for this morning?”
“Bacon, eggs, and toast,” Declan answered. “The same as yesterday and the day before that.”
Jett grinned. It was the only thing he and his friends knew how to cook without fucking it up. If the tourists didn’t like what was on offer, they could always head across the street to the diner. In fact, he’d prefer if they did. “After this group has left, I think we should take breakfast off the menu. This is a pub after all. Most hotels don’t offer to serve breakfast. If they want breakfast they can go to the diner.”
Declan nodded. “Most of them have been anyway, but, yeah, I agree. That way we all get to spend more time with our mate.”
“Did you feel it?” Brooks asked as he placed his hand on his chest over his heart.
“Yeah,” Jett said. “It’s amazing.”
“It is,” Declan agreed. “I’ve never felt so connected to another person in my life. I can feel her in my heart, and for some reason that’s made me feel more connected to you two.”
“Aw shucks, Declan. I love you, too.” Jett chuckled. “Are you blushing?”
“Fuck off.”
Jett followed Brooks out of the room and headed to his own bedroom. He was still worried about Emmy, but knew as soon as she woke up, Declan would let them know.
* * * *
Declan crawled into bed and pulled Emmy into his arms. His heart was full of love and contentment, but there was still a knot in his gut. He wouldn’t be able to settle until he was looking into his mate’s gorgeous blue eyes.
When she sighed and murmured in her sleep, some of the dread dissipated and he smiled. Deep in his heart and soul he knew she was going to be all right. She sighed again and then shifted. Declan saw her eyelashes flutter, and then he was gazing into those beautiful blue orbs.
“How are you feeling, baby?”
Emmy blushed and glanced to the side just before she answered, “Good.”
“Look at me, mate.”
She met his gaze again.
“Care to repeat that answer, but this time with the truth?”
She gave him a disgruntled look. “How do you know if I’m telling the truth or not?”
“You’re our mate, Emmy.”
“And?”
“Can’t you feel the connection, baby?” Declan frowned.
Emmy blinked and her frown deepened. And then the frown slowly slid from her face to be replaced with a look of wonder. She reached up and cupped his cheek. “I can. I can feel all three of you.” She glanced about the room. “Where are Brooks and Jett?”
“You tell me, baby.”
“How can I—” Her mouth gaped open before she snapped it closed again. “They’re in the kitchen. How do I kn
ow that?”
Declan smiled when tears pooled in her eyes before rolling down her face. He cupped her cheeks between his hands and swiped the moisture away with his thumbs. “It’s the mating bond, baby. It’s already strong, but it will only get stronger as time goes by. Eventually, you’ll be able to talk to us in our heads.”
“You mean like telepathy?”
“That’s exactly what I mean.”
“Can you, Jett, and Brooks speak to each other that way?”
“We can.”
“Have you done it since I’ve been here?”
“No. We only do so when the situation warrants it. If we do, all the other shifters can hear us, too. That’s not conducive for privacy.”
“Would the others be able to hear me as well?”
Declan shrugged. “I don’t know, Emmy. I suspect so, but we’ve never had a mate before so I can’t be sure.”
“Why the hell didn’t you tell us she was awake?” Brooks snarled.
Emmy turned her gaze toward the bedroom door and frowned when it remained empty. She must have used her newfound senses to locate Brooks and her mouth dropped open again. “How can I hear Brooks when he’s in the kitchen downstairs? That shouldn’t be possible.”
“Your hearing and other senses are more than they were, Emmy. You have our mixed DNA in your blood. As we explained before, you’ll be stronger, faster, and quick to heal if you’re ever injured.”
“It’s all so amazing,” she whispered.
“You’re amazing, baby.” Declan kissed her on the lips. “You scared ten years off my life.”
Emmy frowned. “When? How?”
“Don’t you remember what happened when we all bit you a second time?” Declan asked.
“The pleasure was so…intense.” Emmy licked her lips. “I felt so euphoric, but also as if it was too much.”
“There’s more isn’t there, mate?”
She nodded. “I felt as if my soul, or spirit, whatever you want to call it separated from my physical form. It was like my life force became a corporal transient entity for a few moments, and then it seemed to splinter apart. When it coalesced back together, my spirit fell hard back into my body, and I guess I passed out.”