by Maia Dylan
Rowena came and hugged her as she left and whispered, “Angel, you’ve got this. You are not that scared woman any more. You are Angel Nevarez. A beautiful, strong woman who had the balls to leave her whole life behind, the only one she has ever known, to make a better life for her and her child. There is nothing you cannot face. I’ll take Mateo. We’ll look after him.” She pressed a kiss to her temple and walked out.
Taking a courage-gathering deep breath, Angel turned to face Chris and Noah. As it always did, her body reacted swiftly to seeing them. Her heart stuttered at first and then began to beat faster. She felt her breathing rate increase and he body filled with longing.
They both stood just inside the door that led to the stairs. Noah moved quietly to close it and the slight noise of the people enjoying the shop and café downstairs disappeared.
“Did you mean what you said?” Noah asked and Angel heard the uncertainty in his voice.
“Yes, I am scared and I’m not sure I can be what you need or want and—”
“No, sweetheart, not that part.” Noah moved with Chris right on his heels to stand directly in front of her, so close she could feel their combined body heat, and Angel felt her pussy clench at the fierce possessive look on their faces.
“The part where you said you wanted us both and that you dream of us. The part where you said that you wanted to know what it was like to be taken by us, and to know what it was like to be the center of our world. Because, Angel, that is exactly what you are to us, the center of our whole fucking world. But did you mean it?”
Angel had dreamt all her life about being loved. She knew exactly what it was to be loved because of her parents, and she grew up seeing the love and devotion between her parents that had her recognizing exactly what she wanted in her soul mate. She had just never realized that there were two of them. Thinking that perhaps more than one of her dreams could come true in part, Angel reached up her hands and placed them on the chests of her wolves. It was time to do exactly what Faith had suggested. Grab hold of her future with both hands.
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“I did, I do,” Angel spoke quietly but firmly. There was no hesitation in her voice and Noah wanted to throw his head back and howl with joy. Thinking that perhaps that might be a little too much wolf for her at this pivotal moment in their relationship, he went for a purely human reaction. He stepped into her, pulling her up against his chest, and slammed his mouth to hers.
This was the first time he had kissed her with all the passion and need he had swirling around inside him. He had pressed soft hello kisses to her lips so that he might have an idea what it would feel like to finally take her mouth with his, but in that moment, when his tongue thrust between her lips and her sweet flavor exploded on his tongue, he realized he had never had a fucking clue.
Her flavor was sweet, a hint of strawberries and spices that filled his senses and consumed him. His head swam with her taste and he felt his dick swell within his jeans to press painfully against his zipper. He heard his brother start to growl low in his chest, and Noah grinned against Angel’s full lips.
“Getting a little impatient, bro?” Noah asked smugly.
“Fuck you, Noah,” Chris snarled back. “Share, you bastard!” Noah laughed down their bond. He pulled back with soft sipping kisses and grinned as Angel stretched her neck as if she could follow his lips with her own. When her eyes opened, he loved that they were glazed with a desire and need that he had stirred within her.
“Damn, sweetheart,” he murmured as her eyes cleared a little. “I could kiss you forever, but I think Chris might want to kiss you, too.”
“Hell, yeah I do.” Chris growled as he gently turned her and Noah dropped his hands to her hips. He heard Angel moan as Chris swooped in to claim her lips and his finger flexed involuntarily against her hips at the sight of their mate pressed between them. Exactly where she was born to be, and he would go to his grave ensuring that she never doubted that again.
Chris pulled back slightly and Noah leaned in closer behind her, placing his mouth against her neck. “Is this want you wanted, Angel? To be pressed between both your men, knowing that you drive us both crazy with lust?” he whispered against the skin of her neck, reveling in her throaty groan and the flex of her hips as she rolled forward, causing Chris to moan, and then back into Noah, which made him growl against her neck.
“We’re gonna take that as a yes, my love.” Noah’s voice sounded a little harsh to his own ears and he swept his arm along hers to gently clasp her hand. “Sweetheart, me and Chris want to take this step with you more than anything in the world, but only if you are ready.”
Noah stood still, fighting the urge he had just to throw her over his shoulder and carry her into her bedroom. He knew that there was a large four-poster bed in there that Chase Greyson had made for her, and in true Grey River style he had made sure it would meet the needs of a ménage relationship. If she said she needed time, however, then he would give that to her, in spite of the blue balls he knew would come as a result.
He waited, and just as he and Chris shared a pained and sad glance Angel reached down and gripped a hand of each of them, and without a word, led them to her bedroom. Noah felt a lump forming in his throat at the strength it had taken for Angel to take this step and the trust she was placing in him and Chris. Damn, she absolutely slayed him.
“Us, brother.” Chris’s awed voice came down their link. “She slays us.”
Noah stepped across her bedroom threshold and inhaled a deep breath, filling his lungs with the scent of her. They followed her to the end of her bed and Noah waited to see what she would do next. He didn’t want to push her or make her uncomfortable in anyway. After a few minutes when she still hadn’t said anything or moved he asked softly, “Angel? Are you OK, sweetheart?”
She nodded jerkily and exhaled a huge gust of air. “I’m not sure what to do now. I asked myself out in the living room, ‘What would Faith or Rowena do?’ so I grabbed your hands and brought you in here. Now, I am all out of moxie and have no idea what to do now.” Noah’s heart ached at the sadness in her voice.
Moving to stand in front of her, he signaled for Chris to move up behind her. As soon as she was surrounded by them she relaxed and that simple sign of trust blew him away.
“Sweetheart, you could never be out of moxie. You are the sexiest damn woman Chris and I have met.” Noah reached out and placed his palm against the soft skin of her cheek. “You walk into the room, and all I can think about is touching you”—he leaned in and gently kissed her—“kissing you”—he gave her a cheeky grin—“and those thoughts usually lead to making you scream my name.”
Angel’s eyes widened and he watched them darken with desire. It seemed his sweetheart liked the sound of that idea. When he inhaled he caught the sweet scent of her arousal. Yep, Angel liked that idea a lot. When she bit her full bottom lip he lost control and slammed his mouth to hers.
He moaned again as her flavor exploded on his tongue. He lifted his other hand to her other cheek so that he cupped her face and tilted her head to an angle that gave the perfect access to the soft velvet heat of her mouth. He reveled in her shiver and sigh of delight.
Noah pulled back, gently sipping from her full lips. “Angel-mine,” Chris murmured from behind her, and Noah smiled gently when she pressed back against Chris. “You are so damn beautiful. We need to get you out of these clothes so we can start the worshipping right.”
Noah was all in with that plan but frowned when a worried look crossed his Angel’s face. “What is it, Angel?”
Chris moved gently from behind her so that they would both look into her eyes, waiting for their mate to tell them what was wrong.
“Well, I–I’ve had a baby.” Angel sighed and Noah struggled to make any sense of what she was saying. He shared an equally confused look with his brother then turned back to Angel, who rolled her eyes at the confused look on their faces. “That changes a woman’s body. What I am trying to tell you is that I
am not as small as I used to be. I’m carrying a few extra po—”
Noah stepped in and slammed his mouth to hers to stop her diatribe against what he considered to be the perfect body. When he pulled back quickly, leaving her stunned, eyes glazed with desire, he reached down and gently lifted her shirt up and over her head so that she stood before them in just a bra.
“Jesus,” he spoke reverently, because the moment definitely deserved reverence. Angel was stunning with an hourglass figure that had a man begging. He looked into Angel’s eyes and she must have recognized the need and desire that was reflected there for her worried expression softened. With shaking hands, he reached out and undid the row of buttons of her jeans before he slid his fingers into the waistband.
Kneeling before her was easy, because quite honestly just getting his hands on her soft skin had his knees trembling. He cast her a knowing smile when he felt her shiver at his move.
“Chris, move up behind our mate, brother,” Noah suggested down their link as he slowly drew her jeans down her shapely thighs. He couldn’t help the grin when Chris leapt to do just that, pulling his shirt off as he went, obviously keen to wrap his arms around their mate’s waist and feel her skin to skin. He couldn’t blame him.
He gently extracted her legs from her jeans and sat back to stare in awe at the beauty of the woman before him, standing proud in a simple bra and panty set. The set was red, and made the mocha color of her skin glow. Her rapid breathing had her perfect breasts rising and falling swiftly and he felt his dick fill to a painful level when he noticed that her nipples were beaded and the musky smell of her arousal filled the room.
“Sweetheart, you are a work of art. Your body is perfect and knowing that it cradled and nurtured that little boy out there, and having witnessed the strength and beauty of this beautiful body fight to bring him into the world…” Noah had to swallow a lump that had formed in his throat. When he spoke again it was low, filled with emotion, and it held a slight quaver. “Makes you even more beautiful.”
“He’s right, Angel-mine,” Chris murmured as he gently stroked her shoulders and pressed soft kisses to her neck. “You are so damn beautiful you make me ache to touch you. You have from the moment we met.” Chris continued to stroke her and Angel’s eyes closed in bliss.
Taking that as his cue, he reached out and slowly drew her panties off. She gently raised each foot to help him remove them, but never opened her eyes. He did see color rise in her face and hoped it was desire and not embarrassment that had her flushing.
When he slid his gaze down her body he groaned out loud at his first sight of her pussy. She was completely bare. Every inch of her was available to him and he was determined that he would learn every single inch of her pussy in intimate detail. He gently nudged her feet apart and was thankful to his brother when Chris stepped back slightly so that she leaned back on Chris and pushed her hips forward.
Her glistening lips and the tantalizing aroma of her arousal proved too much to ignore and he knelt forward and placed his mouth on her pussy. He moaned at the explosion of flavor that washed over his tongue, and reveled in her shout of surprise and pleasure.
When he looked up at her, he stared into her eyes, loving that they darkened with desire, enjoying the sight of him worshipping her as intimately as a man could worship his woman. Knowing that he wouldn’t be able to stave off the need to take her too long, he was determined that she would come on his tongue first and set to work driving her up as fast as he could.
He drove his tongue into her pussy then when he swept it up to her clit he spent some time there flicking his tongue over the swollen little nub. He suckled on the lips of her labia and felt her hot cream gush from her pussy. He quickly swept as much of that into her mouth, the flavor driving him to move faster as he felt a bead of liquid leak from his dick.
Nibbling and licking her quickly, he felt her start to tremble and could hear her sobbing breathlessly as Chris murmured to her, telling her how beautiful she was and how much they adored her.
Sensing that she was on the verge of coming and coming hard, Noah pulled her clit into his mouth and bit down gently and that was all it took. Angel flew and screamed first his name and then Chris’s to the room in satisfaction. Her shout of pleasure had him nearly coming in his jeans. He was thankful he kept them on, fairly certain that without the constraint around his dick he would have shot off like an untried teenager at the sounds she made.
He stayed with her as she came down from her orgasm and took every drop she had to give him. When her shudders stopped he surged to his feet before her, reaching for the buttons on his jeans. Quickly shedding his jeans, he never took his eyes from her, and as he watched her gaze sweep down over his body, he loved that her eyes darkened with desire. He gripped himself as he felt his spine tingle in that all-too-familiar way that signaled he was close to coming and took a deep calming breath.
“Sweetheart, I want you so damn badly I ache,” he said softly. “But I want this to be about us, not just about me. Tell me you want me. Tell us you want us and how you want us to take you and it’s yours. Everything we have, everything we are, is yours.”
Angel’s grin became wicked. She stepped into him, lifting her hand up to unclasp the front of her bra and drop it to the ground at his feet. Noah’s tongue quickly became stuck to the roof of his mouth as it dried out.
“Oh, Noah honey, I’m sure it will be all about us. And everything that I am belongs to you and Chris, so I guess that trade is even.” She wrapped her left hand around his neck and her right dropped down and behind her to tug on the pocket of his jeans and she tugged them both closer.
“Now, physically I know how things can go in a ménage relationship.” Angel paused as she leaned to the side so both he and Chris could see her face and gave them a coy look. “I’ve ah—loved ménage books for a long time now, and I’ve always thought it would be hot to be taken by two men at the same time.”
Noah shared a quick startled glance with Chris. They wanted that more than anything, but they didn’t think she was physically ready for that, and Noah fought to find the words to tell her that.
“Angel—” both he and Chris said at the same time, but Angel spoke over them, not giving them the chance to finish.
“But, I’m not ready for that yet. Soon, but not now. But because I love being pressed between you, do you think there is a way for me to stay pressed between you?” Her voice dropped to a sultry whisper at the end of her request and Noah nodded. Hell yeah there was a way.
He quickly sent his plan to Chris down their link who nodded eagerly in agreement.
“Sweetheart, wrap your arms around my neck.” Noah waited while Angel did as he asked and he rubbed his nose against her, loving her sweet giggle. “Good girl. Now, I’m going to lift you up against me and I want you to wrap your legs around my hips. Once I’m buried to the hilt inside that beautiful soft, naked pussy of yours, I want you to lean back so that you’re leaning on Chris.”
Noah reached down and lifted their mate high against his chest, loving that her legs came up immediately to wrap around him. She surprised him a little when she leaned back and clasped his dick in her hand, making him curse.
“Oh, Noah, you feel like hard steel wrapped in warm silk.” The awe and need in her voice had his heart pounding hard in his chest. “I’m on the pill and I can’t wait to feel you inside me.”
Noah started counting slowly to ten when she moved to press the head of his cock against the lips of her pussy. He could feel the wet heat of her and he called on every ounce of control he had in his body. She slowly lowered herself on him and when he saw her wince, he gripped her hips.
“Did that hurt?” he gritted between his teeth. Chris stepped in closer and pressed against her back.
“Are you in pain, Angel?” His concerned voice was slightly muffled as Chris pressed his lips to the soft skin at their mate’s neck.
“Oh no! Not at all. I just realized that even though I might not have a
concern about you being naked inside me, you might want to wear a condom.” Noah hated to hear the doubt in her voice, so pushed forward until he was settled balls-deep inside her and she gasped as her arms flew up to wrap around his shoulders.
“Does that feel like I am anything but turned on and harder than granite at the pleasure and honor of being inside you with no barriers between us?” he said, his voice harsh.
Her beautiful brown eyes were wide and filled with wonder as she shook her head.
“I fucking love being inside your body, and feeling every inch of your cunt ripple around my cock makes me the happiest damn man on the face of the earth. Now, lean back against Chris, my love, and let me have you.” He waited, his body vibrating with the need to move, as she did as he asked and Chris took her arms off Noah’s shoulders and drew them up over his own head so that she clasped them behind his head. The move had her breast thrusting straight up and his control snapped at the sight.
He pulled his hips back until he was halfway out then buried himself back inside her with a hiss. He took the fact that she clenched her legs tighter around him and ground herself against him as a sign that she was loving it as much as he was, and set a fast and steady rhythm.
Chris reached around and gently palmed her breasts that jolted with every slam of his hips. “Angel-mine, you look so fucking beautiful spread out between us like this. Your beautiful breasts swinging as Noah moves in you,” Chris murmured. “I love watching you feed your son. You are such a good mother, my love, such a beautiful woman.”
Noah felt Angel’s pussy ripple against him and knew that she was close to coming, which was a fucking good thing because so was he.
“I can feel you rippling around me, sweetheart. Come for me, Angel. Come hard and take me with you. Show me heaven, my angel. Fuck!” Noah threw back his head and roared as Angel screamed her pleasure aloud and ground her hips against his, taking as much pleasure as she could from his body. As her pussy clenched rhythmically around his cock, she dragged him shouting her name into his own orgasm and he held still as she milked his release from him, taking everything he had to give. Including his heart.