Regale, Rhea - Wild Hunts [Blood Moon Legacy 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Rhea Regale

  The living room had been a place of a long-awaited reunion between Micah, Slade, and their pack, talking, laughing, hugging, clapping shoulders, spilling beer. Cramming two dozen massive men into the tiny space proved a challenge, but worked out in the end. It had also been a place where she met one of her cousins for the first time. Ayasha White grew on her like her own fur. A kinship blossomed between them in a matter of hours, and she couldn’t wait to visit her in Hood River, where their other cousin Shyla lived with Coal and Jacy.

  Most importantly, this cabin became a symbol of her falling in love. Two heartbreakingly handsome, funny, severe, strong, powerful men stormed her life, swept her off her feet, and now she couldn’t wait to start her life with them.

  Nostalgia wrapped her so completely she shrieked when her feet left the floor and she landed in Micah’s solid arms. A grin tugged the corner of his mouth, something that seemed to crack his solemn expressions more easily nowadays.

  “I wasn’t letting Slade get his hands on you. Besides, he should be resting that shoulder,” Micah said. Pleasurable chills swept through her as his deep, husky voice filled her mind and spirit. These men would be the end of her. Or her sanity, at least. “Ready to go? We should make it up to Mt. Hood Village sometime tomorrow morning, weather allowing. There’s another storm coming inland.”

  “Should we stock up on provisions along the way?”

  “I have a feeling we won’t be eating much.”

  Kasa chuckled, threading her fingers into his silky hair. She pulled him down to her and kissed him hard, absorbing every carnal desire he kept precariously contained at the moment. A low, guttural rumble rolled through him and into her, down her chest and belly, and pooled between her thighs. She sighed against his eager kiss, tongues dancing feverishly, fighting to dominate.

  A throat cleared behind him. Kasa broke the kiss and drew her moist bottom lip between her teeth. She savored his flavor, mixed with Slade’s, and smiled, tucking her head beneath Micah’s chin.

  “You wretched excuse for a brother,” Slade teased. Micah turned them toward the front door. His brother leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed over his chest and a seductive half-grin on his kissable mouth. “No mauling our woman.” He tapped the face of his watch. “Time to move.”

  “I don’t think you’d maul me,” Kasa said. Micah laughed quietly, his fingers tightening on her. They followed Slade into the cold night.

  “Oh, little love, there are many things I imagine doing to you. Mauling might be in the cards. All in good times, of course.”

  Jordan rested back against the driver’s side door, his amber eyes lifting to her upon their approach. She frowned, noticing the haunted swirls that tainted his gaze. His turtleneck sweater hid the wounds from the silver collar. To look at him, no one would’ve suspected he suffered such indignity and torture only a week ago. His face had healed completely.

  She knew what he hid beneath his heavy layers of clothing. She had seen the slow-healing wounds that marked his back, wrists, ankles, and stomach. Most of all, his spirit had been cracked, and it broke her heart to see that reflected in his eyes.

  For her sake, he forged a smile on a mouth that used to hold easy smiles for her. Now, it seemed to pain him as much as the memories from that fateful evening.

  Kasa wiggled free of Micah’s arms and dropped to her good foot. She stepped up to Jordan, stared into his face for a long time, then hugged him fiercely. His arms squeezed her back, an embrace that left her breathless. Tears stung her eyes and she blinked them away before leaning back.

  Cupping his face between her hands, she kissed his chin. “I wish you’d come with us.”

  “I’ll be by once you’re settled in.” His hands wrapped around her wrists. “I have no place in this part of your life, little sister. Now I can understand what parents go through when their kids leave home.”

  “Jordan, I’m worried about you. I don’t want you out here by yourself,” Kasa said, keeping her voice low. “You need to be around the pack. Go back home, please.”

  “I will.”

  “Promise me. Promise me you’ll go by the end of the month.” Damn tears sparked back to life. This time, when she blinked, two trickled down her cheeks. “This place holds nothing for you other than dark memories and nightmares. Go home.”

  He wiped her tears away with his thumbs. “I promise you. Don’t cry for me, sweetheart.” Something sparkled in his eyes and she damn near broke out in sobs. He leaned over and pressed his lips to her forehead. “Promise me you’ll take care of yourself, and these two unruly beasts I’m releasing you to.”

  “I promise.”

  “Good.” His lips lingered for a long moment. She listened to his deep intake of breath, realizing he was soaking in her scent before letting her go. Stepping back, allowing Micah to slip up to her side, he tipped her chin up and smiled. “I know now I never said it enough, but I love you, Kasa. I’ll always love you, stubborn fool or wise wolf.”

  “I love you, too, annoying, pestering, mulish big brother.” She had to laugh, even if her voice cracked. The tears threatened to spill at high speed. She wouldn’t let that happen.

  “Ready?” Micah asked. Kasa nodded. Jordan opened the rear door to the truck’s cab and stepped aside. Micah helped her into the warm interior then closed the door. Kasa watched her mates exchange quiet words with her brother before sliding into the truck. Within minutes, they were off, starting the first leg of their journey together. Kasa watched Jordan fade into the distance. Her heart tore at the separation between herself and her brother but swelled with the promise of a bright future ahead.

  * * * *

  Kasa gazed out the floor-to-ceiling windows in the master bedroom that overlooked the majestic peak of Mt. Hood. The distant lake shimmered beneath the moonlight. The scenery stole her breath endlessly. For the first two days, she couldn’t believe this was her new home. A beautiful cabin tucked in the deep forest mountains of Oregon, surrounded by wilderness, and only a short distance from town. Micah and Slade didn’t hold back in regards to their shared home. Everything was top-of-the-line, from appliances to décor, furniture to furnishing. It was a drastic comparison to what she had grown accustomed to over the past few years of her life.

  Their pack welcomed them home with open arms, a celebration that went on until the early morning hours, and several house-warming gifts for her. She’d only spent a short time getting to know some of the pack members after the raid on the cave, and those she did meet were a blur.

  Not anymore.

  She spent hours upon hours learning the stories of the pack, absorbing their warmth and openness, and hearing the legends that surrounded her and her cousins. They accepted her before they met her, eager to have a sacred white wolf lead them alongside the Castrove brothers. According to a handful of young women, they had been hot on the bachelor blocks for decades, but no one could crack them enough to get them into bed. Rumor had it they found their sexual satisfaction outside of town, often igniting numerous fantasies about their mysterious rendezvous. If those women only knew what Micah and Slade were capable of…

  Kasa’s cheeks heated up. Her womb coiled, deep-set hunger swelling. Her body lit on fire, her pussy wet. She wanted her men in the worst way, but managed to behave through the ride back to Mt. Hood Village and endured some of the worst lustful moments during the celebration. Finally free of company, she intended to take matters into her own hands.

  Twisting her damp hair onto her head, she slipped into a robe she had laid out before her shower. Dishes clattered against the sink in the kitchen. Soft conversation passed between Micah and Slade. She had excused herself to clean up after eating dinner, but she had no intentions of staying clean for long.

  Her flesh tingled against the slightest movement of the silken fabric. The thrum of desire that plucked at her pussy evolved into a full-fledged throbbing ache. Her nipples, pert and peaked, strung tautly to her core. Each step closer to the kitchen elicited a shiver of pleasur
e from breast to clit. A slight tremble touched her muscles. God, she only hoped they didn’t think her some silly pup.

  Slade paused halfway back to the kitchen table when she stepped into the room. Micah looked up from his seat, stared a long moment, then leaned back, never taking his eyes off her. Both men’s gazes darkened, if that was possible with Slade’s already drowning dark eyes. Kasa offered a smile to cover her unease. She didn’t miss a step, going to the fridge and gathering up the bottles of chocolate syrup, caramel sauce, and whipped cream. Hands full, she made way to the table, placed the items on one side, and smiled.

  Slade nodded toward the sweet toppings. “You forgot the ice cream.”

  Kasa glanced over her shoulder. She pointed to the empty chair across from Micah. “Sit down. I’m taking care of dessert.”

  Slade moved slowly to the chair, his eyes never leaving her. Micah arched a brow when she looked at him, but all she did was smile, lean down, and press a quick kiss to his lips.

  Once her men were seated and heatedly focused on her, she began to untie the knot at her waist. Tantalizing her mates was quickly becoming a fascinating experience. She loved watching the lust consume them, seeing their cocks thicken and bulge against their jeans. Turning them on became a turn-on for her, and she took absolute pleasure teasing them along the way.

  The silk robe slipped off her shoulders and cascaded down her bare flesh, pooling around her feet. Slade sucked in a sharp breath, adjusting his cock in his pants.

  “Fuck me,” Micah whispered, raking his hands through his hair.

  “I intend to, in a little while,” Kasa cooed.

  Micah growled, his eyes turning up to the ceiling. She angled herself toward Slade, perching her hip on the edge of the table. Her legs spread enough for him to see just how wet she was. He licked his lips. His chest rose and fell with each ragged breath, his eyes moving between the sundae toppings and her pussy.

  She lifted herself onto the table, mounting one heel on the edge, then reclined back onto her elbows.

  “First, dessert,” Kasa said. When Slade reached for the chocolate sauce, she tsked. “Huh-uh. Clothes off. Then you can top me however you’d like.”

  “How ’bout we top you as is and play sundae later?” Slade asked. He grabbed the bottom of his sweatshirt and yanked it over his head. The sight of his rippling abs, the defined cuts of his pecs, and honed cords of his arms made her moan. She squeezed her pussy muscles, trying to make the itch subside.

  “Can’t stand the heat?”

  “You’re sopping wet at the seam, doll. Your musk is driving me mad.”

  Slade tore out of his pants and kicked them aside. His huge cock stood tall, thick and hard, beading with pre-cum. Kasa’s jaw tightened at the erotic sight of his naked form. A sudden need to suck his cock, lick every bead of salty deliciousness from his head, threatened to destroy her plan of seduction.

  She winked at Slade, pushing the chocolate sauce closer to him. When she looked over at Micah, he was still seated, his eyes stormy gray and trained on her face.

  “You’re a wicked woman, you know that?” he asked. His husky tone made her shiver.

  “And you’re a wicked man. Now, undress.”

  His eyes flashed. “You undress me.”

  No chance he was turning the tables tonight. If he wanted to fuck her, he’d follow her rules.

  “Then you can watch as your brother licks my body, sucks my breasts, eats my pussy, then fucks me,” Kasa said.

  Her blunt words made her cheeks heat, but she shrugged a shoulder as Slade began to pour chocolate over her nipples. The cold sauce slid down her breasts and squeezed a moan from her lips. Slade dipped his head, his hot tongue tracing the path of chocolate from the bottom up, swirling around one nipple then the other. Her body hummed, every nerve end tingling. Her fingers curled at her sides and she dropped her head back.

  “Oh yes, Slade. That’s delightful.”

  Micah’s chair scraped against the floor. She opened her eyes to slits and watched him tear off his clothes. The carnal beast simmering beneath his skin flared through his eyes. His lips were pulled tight, as strained as every perfectly corded muscle in his body. His cock bobbed in front of him.

  Kasa lifted her head. Micah spread her legs, his eyes trained on her wet heat. Slade chuckled against her breast, sucking her nipple into his feverish mouth. He rolled her sensitive nipple between his tongue and teeth. Sparks of pleasure shot down to her clit.

  “Can you handle us eating off your body? You’re swollen and wet as hell,” Micah rasped. He drew his fingers through her nether lips, spreading them to his whim. His thumb flicked over her clit. She shuddered, lightning exploding against the back of her eyes.

  “Oh God,” she murmured.

  “You want more of that?”

  “Yes.”

  He flicked her again, and she whimpered. “How bad do you want it, little love?”

  “Terribly bad.”

  “Hear that, Slade?” Micah traced her opening then pressed two fingers deep inside her. She cried out, the delicious pressure mounting in her womb at an unbearable speed.

  “I hear that, brother.” Slade lifted his head and gazed down at Kasa. His tongue swept across a drop of chocolate over his bottom lip. “You thought you’d tease us tonight, didn’t you? You’ve only succeeded in teasing yourself.”

  Micah stroked that secret pleasure point within her vagina then pulled his fingers out completely. He held up his glistening appendages. “Look at all this sweetness, just begging to be tasted.”

  Kasa moaned when he sucked his fingers into his mouth. How erotic, Micah drinking her juices from his fingers, lust darkening his eyes until they were slate gray. A shadow cast over his handsome face, danger swirling around him. A menacing smile touched his lips as he licked the last of her flavor from his fingertips.

  “That is far better than any sugary treat you have out.” Micah picked up the can of whipped cream, popped off the top, and lifted her foot from the table. He pressed the nozzle on the can and drew a white line from her ankle to the inside of her thigh, stopping inches from her pussy. “Of course, since you insist on dessert, I’ll obey your wishes.”

  Micah’s mouth lazily followed the line of whipped cream. His teeth scraped her flesh while one of his hands feathered up and down her thigh. Slade applied more chocolate sauce, starting at her chin and traveling down to her navel. Kasa closed her eyes, absorbing the heat of her mates, enjoying the tantalizing licks and swirls of their tongues, reveling in the shivers of pleasure that continually racked her.

  Slade lapped chocolate from her belly button. He cleaned chocolate from her side, nipping the hollow at her hip. She arched into him, moaning as his teeth drew across her lower belly, tickling her, teasing her. Fire burned in her veins. Her lungs were constricted, her breaths ragged gasps. Slade crept upward, each delicate lick and kiss sending her nerves into overdrive. His fingers trekked through a line of cool sauce and lifted to her lips. She eagerly took his appendages into her mouth, sucking the sweetness from his fingers. A guttural groan touched her ears.

  The heat of their mouths against the cold thickness of sauce and cream drew on new sensations she never imagined. Micah’s mouth dipped low between her legs, his skillful tongue curling around tiny sections of whipped cream. Each lick unleashed a new wave of tingles that pooled in her belly.

  “Boys, your mouths are driving me insane,” Kasa murmured. She dropped her head back as Slade’s mouth danced closer to her throat.

  “Your body is decadent,” Slade whispered. He drew his tongue along her throat and up to her chin. His lips covered the tip of her chin, cleaning the last of the chocolate from her skin. Kasa looked up at him from heavily hooded eyes. He leaned down, lips parting to kiss her. She slipped a single finger between them.

  “Not yet,” she purred and glanced past him at Micah.

  Gray-blue eyes lifted to her from between her legs. Micah lapped the last of the whipped cream from her thigh. He ho
vered close to her pussy, his nostrils flaring.

  “Do you want it, Kasa?” he challenged. The tip of his finger traced her labia. Blood rushed down to her belly. The heartbreaking image of Micah blurred. God, these men were on the verge of making her dizzy with desire.

  “Yes. Yes, I want it. I want everything you have.”

  “Do you want my tongue penetrating your pussy? Licking your juices until you scream with pleasure?”

  Her eyes dipped closed and she shuddered. “Oh, yes!”

  “How about sucking your little clit?”

  The very idea made her squirm against the table.

  “You’ve got her itchin’ to be fucked, Micah,” Slade said. He smoothed his hand over her breasts, then down her belly, over her mons…

  His fingers separated around her clit, spreading her wet lips. He growled. “Damn, sweetheart. You’re on fire.”

  “Yes, yes I am,” Kasa mewled. She bucked against Slade’s fingers, seeking release.

  “Be a good girl.” Slade gently pressed one finger into her vagina and she nearly cried out. This thumb circled her clit, never touching. The anticipation, the tease, coiled the pressure in her belly until she feared she’d explode.

  “Slade!”

  “Yes, baby?”

  “Stop teasing me! Both of you, stop and fuck me already!” Kasa sat on his hand. Slade skillfully followed her body, keeping her reeling on the brink of madness.

  “You should see yourself. Your pretty little face is all rosy with lust. Your pussy is sopping wet. These tight, slick muscles”—Slade twisted his finger and dove deeper into her cunt with a sharp thrust that melted her bones—“are squeezing me. Your body’s begging for us to fill you with dick. But I want a taste of your sweet nectar. Micah had one.”

  Slade pulled his finger from her, leaving her empty and wanting to be filled. He dragged his appendage across his lips, his tongue curling around the moisture-coated flesh. “Ahhh, delicious.”