by Maia Dylan
Chapter 6
Angel drew huge gulping breaths as she fought to bring her breathing under control. Jesus. She had never had an orgasm like that in her life! Hell, this had been the first one she had ever had with anyone else in the room! She lifted her gaze to the man who had just rocked her world and claimed a place in her heart forever, both of them moaning one last time as he gently lifted her so that his cock slipped gently from her body. She was more than gratified to see that he was panting and breathing just as heavily as she was.
“Wow,” she heard Chris say from behind her, and she could feel the vibrations rumbling from his chest through her whole body. “That was by far the hottest thing I have ever seen, Angel-mine. The way you let go and took what you needed from Noah was so damn beautiful.”
He pressed a kiss to the side of her neck and she shivered. She might have just come harder than she even knew she could, but her body was coming to life again pretty damn quickly.
“It felt even hotter, brother,” Noah rasped as he moved forward and lifted her more firmly into his arms and away from Chris. “And I reckon it’s time that you shed those jeans and show our mate how much you adore her.”
Noah moved into her bedroom with his arms firmly wrapped around her waist. Angel looked over his shoulder as Chris followed right behind them, his hands reaching for his belt. As he lowered the zipper of his jeans she licked her lips. Damn, she was one lucky woman! His arms and shoulders were not as muscled as Noah’s but his washboard abs, trim waist, and—hello!—extremely impressive cock were hot!
She lifted her gaze to his when she heard him chuckle and saw that he had caught her ogling him and grinned unrepentantly. “Honey, you’re hotness personified just like your brother,” Angel said, surprised at the sultry deep tone in her voice that she had never heard before. “Your body is hot, hard, and made for pleasuring a woman, and I am just so damn lucky that the woman it will be pleasuring from now on will be me.”
Angel frowned as a thought came to her as Noah stopped at the foot of her bed. “I know that I triggered the Quickening in the two of you, but there is no danger of that happening twice right? I mean, I am all about the sharing when it comes to the two of you and one of me, but I can pretty much promise that there would be bloodshed and flying body parts if you were to touch another woman the way you just touched me.”
Noah gently pushed down her on her legs so that she would drop them to the floor. It took her a second to take her own weight, but Noah never once dropped his hands from her, simply standing there until she was steady. Then he stepped back so that Chris could move closer to her, the both of them stepping in to surround her.
“I don’t know about you, Noah…” Chris grinned as he winked at her. “But I love that possessive streak in our mate.”
“Yeah, bro’.” Noah grinned and Angel was taken aback by how similar they were when they smiled. In the very beginning, Noah’s smile had been forced and never really touched his eyes, but over the past month that smile had come quicker and was a lot more genuine than it ever had been. “It makes me hot knowing she’s just as possessive of us as we are of her. Angel, my love, you own us, body and soul.”
“Everything we are, everything we will ever be will be because you are our mate. If we can convince you to let us claim you one day, then we will create a bond between the three of us that could never be broken,” Chris said as he reached up to cup her cheek with his hand. “There will never be anyone for us but you.”
Angel looked between the two men who were coming to own a large part of her heart. The sincerity and emotion in their eyes had her heart trembling. She lifted her hands to press one each on their chests, loving that she could feel their heartbeats. So strong, so steady.
“Just as there will never be any other for me, than you two,” she whispered. Then she leaned in and pressed a kiss to first Noah then Chris. When she pulled back from her final kiss she locked her gaze to Chris and hoped he could read how hungry she was for him, and judging by the sudden blue flame that flickered in his gaze, she guessed he could.
“Chris.” Angel dropped her tone and channeled as much heat into her voice as she could. “I want you to take me, and just like it was with my first time with Noah, I want to feel you both around me. Touching me. Surrounding me.”
Chris’s eyes darkened. “It seems, my love, that I am entirely at your mercy and willing to give you anything you damn well ask for. Do you have something in mind? Or will you give us the extreme pleasure of trusting us to know what you want and to give you what you need.”
Angel grinned wickedly. Huh, no brainer really.
“Do it. Give me what I need.” As if her words had flicked a switch within him, Chris moved quickly, pulling her up against his chest, and claimed her mouth in a hot, openmouthed kiss that had her moaning and writhing against him in seconds. Jesus, she had never realized how quick she could go from zero to highly aroused before she had met these two.
Chris pulled back and ran his lips down her neck to nibble on the flesh where it met her shoulder, making Angel cry out at the sensation. Sparks of pleasure radiated out from her neck where he gently pressed his teeth into her skin.
“Turn around and face Noah, Angel-mine. He’s going to sit down on the bed and will give you something to lean on. I’m going to take you from behind because, well to be honest it’s because you have the hottest damn ass I have ever seen and I have dreamed of taking you from behind for months.”
Chris spoke directly against her neck and Angel shivered at the intensity in his tone. Turning around, Angel looked directly in Noah’s eyes and at first she was a little nervous about what she might see there. It had taken him a little while to come around and to accept that the Fates had chosen her for them, and in that moment she was afraid that he might have regretted what had taken place between them. But one look took all that doubt, rolled it up into a ball, and sent it up in flames.
There was nothing but admiration, sated, smug male satisfaction, and anticipation. All of which Angel herself was feeling, too, which considering how good he had made her feel just moments before seemed fair enough.
“You just place those little hands of yours on my shoulders, baby.” Noah sat on the bed and placed her hands on his shoulders. “Lean on me as much as you need to.” He dropped his gaze to her breasts. “And I’ll just enjoy the view.”
Angel giggled at the exaggerated eyebrow wiggle he gave her. She was about to say something witty but all thought of wit and conversation flew out the window with a groan when Chris ran a finger through the moisture rapidly pooling in her pussy.
“Damn, Angel-mine, you are so fucking wet,” Chris murmured and Angel spread her legs a little and arched her back, giving him more room and access to the most sensitive part of her. From the groaning sounds of admiration coming from behind her, Chris liked what he saw.
She felt him step up close behind her and when she felt him rubbing the blunt head of his cock against her pussy she closed her eyes. As he pushed in she pressed back against him, loving the feel of him sliding deep within her. With a few short strokes of his hips, he was buried to the hilt within her and she felt full to the point of bursting and stretched to the point of a slight pinching pain that had her gasping.
“Angel, are you okay?” Chris asked through gritted teeth behind her. “If this is too much, we can try something else.” He started to withdraw and Angel threw her hand back to clasp his where it lay on her hip.
“No! Chris, wait. It’s not too much, it’s just right, and I swear I will not be held responsible for what I will do if you stop! Baby, I need you to move, take me, Chris, take me hard, please!” Angel sobbed as she pleaded for her mate to move within her.
“Fuck! Damn it, Angel, I had planned on taking it slow, but you feel so damn good wrapped around my dick, and then you ask me to take you?” Then he was moving in and out of her, gathering speed and twisting his hips with each thrust. Angel planted her hands on Noah’s shoulders and, using him
for leverage, pushed back against Chris to meet every thrust.
“Oh, Chris! God that feels so good, baby,” Angel mewled as he slammed into her again and again.
“You look so fucking hot, Angel,” Noah rasped as he reached out to grasp her breasts in his hands, gently tweaking her nipples, making her shudder and her pussy gush with cream.
“Damn, Noah, she just coated my dick in her hot cream. Whatever you’re doing keep doing it,” Chris rasped. “I can feel her beautiful pussy fluttering around my dick, and she is so fucking close to coming.” Chris’s controlled movements became jerky as he slammed into her harder and faster, then his hand slid around her hip and began to rub furiously over her clit and that was it.
Screaming Chris’s name, Angel came so hard she saw stars. Her entire body shook and trembled under the onslaught of her orgasm. As if from a distance she heard Chris roar her name and she felt the hot pulsing spurt of his cum filling her pussy as he came hard within her and the feel of him pulsing inside her set off another smaller explosion of pleasure through her body.
A few moments later and Angel collapsed against Noah’s neck, trying to draw in huge gulps of air. She and Chris both groaned as he gently withdrew his semi-erect cock from her pussy, and Angel felt him stumble a little behind her, even as her own legs gave out and she crumpled against Noah.
“Damn, baby, you are so damn beautiful. When you give yourself to us like that? You make my heart ache,” Noah whispered as he gathered her more firmly into his arms, and then shuffled back onto the bed with her in his arms so that he could lie down with her. She heard water running in the bathroom, and then feet padding across the room before Chris ran a warm wet cloth between her thighs. Rather than being embarrassed by the intimate move, Angel was taken aback by how thoughtful the two men were, thinking only of her comfort and pleasure.
When all three of them were tucked beneath the covers, and she was snuggled between the two men, Angel sighed in contentment. “Thank you,” she whispered.
“For what, my love?” Noah asked as he kissed her shoulder and shuffled closer into her back, spooning her as she lay pressed into Chris’s right side.
“For showing me what it’s like to have sex with someone you care about.” Angel had only ever read about true intimacy in the romance books she loved to read, but even those paled in comparison to the real deal.
“Angel-mine, we didn’t just have sex, we made love to you. I have been falling in love with you from the moment I first met you.” Chris turned so that he could look her directly in the eye. “Everything we just shared, the emotion, the pleasure, the feelings, all of it, can only ever happen when the people involved are connected through more than just the pursuit of physical pleasure.”
Angel felt the sting of tears at what he was saying, and she nodded.
“I’m not good with words like Chris.” Noah sounded almost sad and Angel spun around so that she could look at him. He shook his head when she started to say something, so she waited to hear what he needed to say. “All I can tell you is what I feel. I love you, Angel. I lost my way for a bit there, and thought I was doing what was best for you and Chris, but really I was just being a dumbass and the fact that you forgave me and took me back means more to me than you could ever know. You have nothing to thank me for, but I will spend the rest of my life thanking you for not letting my fuck-ups define our future.”
Angel reached up and pressed her palm to Noah’s face. Although she understood what he was saying, she couldn’t have him shouldering all that guilt for the rest of his life.
“Noah, thank you for saying all that. It was lovely, truly it was, but you will not speak of it ever again, you hear me?” When Noah frowned and went to speak she shook her head and pressed her hand against his mouth. Noah’s eyes narrowed and Angel grinned at him. Apparently her alpha wolf did not like being gagged.
“I mean it, Noah, never again. You did what you thought was right. You did it because you thought it was best for me and for Chris. What you need to realize is that the best person to know what is best for me, is me.” Noah’s eyes softened. “And the best thing for me is to be with you and Chris and to take care of Mateo and love all three of you the best way I know how.”
Noah gently shook his head to dislodge her hand and Angel slid it down his neck to rest it against his chest as he leaned up over her on one elbow. “You got it, baby. If I ever find myself in a situation where I’m about to make a decision that might affect you or our future, then I will talk to you about it first.” Angel was about to thank him when he placed his hand on her mouth. “But! And this is a big but and one that is not negotiable. If the decision has to do with your safety, or the safety of our little boy, then I will not hesitate to make it, and you will just have to live with that. Okay?”
Angel blinked in surprise at Noah’s words. She wasn’t sure if he had even noticed that he had claimed Mateo in that impassioned speech, but she certainly had. Knowing that she wouldn’t be able to actually speak at that moment because of the lump that had formed in her throat and the fact that her heart was rapidly swelling with love within her, she simply nodded. Apparently satisfied with that, Noah leaned in for a soft kiss then settled into her side.
“Damn, Noah,” Chris said as he leaned up to look over her at his brother, a huge grin on his face. “I think you are very good with words. Hell, you just left our mate speechless and I don’t think I have ever seen that happen before.” He settled in on her other side and kissed her gently on the shoulder. “You might have thought that Noah referring to Mateo as our child might have been inadvertent or a mistake, but it wasn’t. We were there for his birth and we will be there for the rest of his life so that makes him ours, too, if it’s alright with you.”
Angel reached out and gripped a hand of each of her mates and drew them up to her chest. “I love you both and knowing that you love my son just as much as you love me fills my heart with joy. So yes, it’s alright with me.”
Angel leaned over and pressed a kiss to each of her men. Settling down she smiled as they found a natural place that had them touching her as much as possible. Chris had talked to her after Mateo was born about how children liked to feel the skin of their parents on their skin. She had a feeling that her wolves were just the same.
And she had absolutely no problem with that.
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“How in the hell can something so damn small carry so much horror and disgusting things inside its little body?” Noah asked as they cleaned up an extremely unhappy Mateo for about the hundredth time that day. Chris chuckled as he lifted a now clean and sweet-smelling baby onto his shoulder and rubbed his back in comfort.
Mateo had woken that morning with an upset tummy and it was coming from both ends, the poor little tyke. Chris walked over to the rocking chair Noah had brought over from their place for Angel to sit in when she nursed Mateo.
“I don’t have a clue, bro. And I have seen a whole lot of ugly come out of the orifices of babies and to this day I am not sure how their little bodies can hold so much shit—pun intended.” Chris cooed at Mateo, who had finally stopped screaming, but was making those soft whimpering hiccups that had his wolf whimpering.
Noah took the basket of soiled clothes into the laundry and Chris grinned at the normalcy of it all and how different their lives were now. It had been over a month since that letter had been left for Angel, and they had eased up a little on the round-the-clock perimeter watch, but Chris or Noah were always here.
Angel was, well she was just fucking awesome. She ran the café downstairs with ease and had the customers eating out of her hands. Hell, on more than one occasion he had been sitting at one of the corner tables and watched on as Angel had customers who had only walked in for a coffee, leaving with an assortment of baked goodies as well.
It had been a week since they had first slept together and Chris had lost count of the amount of times she had left him shaking and speechless. As she did with everything else in life, she pour
ed everything she had into making love to him and Noah. She never once shied away from trying something different with them, or telling them what she wanted them to do with or to her.
His grin turned wicked when he thought about how the evening before had ended. He and Noah had been watching TV in the lounge, waiting on her to come back from putting Mateo down, and out she walked in the sexiest damn lingerie he had ever seen in his entire life and a pair of six-inch heels that he insisted she wear until they were too exhausted to do anything else but sleep.
“I know exactly what you are thinking just by the look on your face,” Noah said as he stepped into the room and plopped down on the couch with a sigh. “Our mate is perfect in every way, but when she wears blood-red six-inch heels?” Noah whistled.
“I know right?” Chris said with a grin. “I—”
Chris stopped as he was suddenly filled with fear. His gaze shot to Noah’s and from the way Noah’s face lost all color, he felt the fear as well.
“Angel. Go, Noah,” Chris growled low, his wolf clear in his voice. Noah shot up off the couch and sprinted for the stairs as the sound of a glass being dropped or broken in the café sounded up the stairs.
Chris moved to Mateo’s bassinet that was always set up in the corner and lay Mateo down in it. He could feel his wolf pacing just below the surface, obviously wanting out to protect their mate and pup. Chris fought him back a little because he needed to stay in control. He didn’t want to scare either Mateo or Angel. He placed himself firmly in front of the bassinet, prepared to protect Mateo with his life.
“Noah? What the fuck is going on?” It was killing Chris not to go downstairs and see for himself.
“Angel’s okay, Chris,” Noah’s voice came back, and although the words were welcome, there was a definite deep thread of anger to his tone. “Another letter was left. We’re coming up now, Rowena’s closing up early.”