by Maia Dylan
Chris grumbled but leaned over and lifted her against him, then he sat down so that she straddled him at the edge of the bed and he was lying beneath her. She was just about to start riding him like there was no tomorrow when she felt Noah rubbing something cold against her back entrance.
“Oh!”
“Sorry, baby, should have warned you that it would be cold,” Noah murmured, then all thought about it being cold flew out of her mind as he rubbed the lube into her, pushing his fingers into her. “Fuck. Your ass is so tight you are going to strangle my cock. Two fingers now, love.”
“I–is that a g–good thing?” she stuttered. The feeling of his fingers sliding in and out of her ass slowly stretching her was so intense it left her breathless. Added to that the fact that Chris was buried deep in her pussy and slowly rotating his hips and Angel was once again on the verge of a huge earth-shattering orgasm.
“Oh, hell yeah,” Noah growled. “That is a fucking good thing. Okay, baby, I’m gonna take you now and hope like fuck it doesn’t hurt you. When I push in I want you to push out against me.” Angel wasn’t so sure it was going to hurt, not after the sparks of pleasure his fingers had caused.
She held her breath as Noah started to push inside her, pushing out at him like he told her to. “That’s it, my love.” Noah’s voice was tense and Angel sensed he was holding back. “Push out, Angel, that’s it. Fuck, you look so damn beautiful taking me in your ass. That’s it, yeah, baby, I’m in, I’m all the way in.”
Noah stopped moving, no doubt waiting for her to grow accustomed to having him balls-deep in her ass. She had to admit that it wasn’t the most comfortable she had ever been, and she was stretched to the point of pinched pain, but it wasn’t so bad. Then Noah pulled back and the sparks of pleasure Noah had caused with his fingers became huge flames as he pushed back in.
“Oh, god!” Chris suddenly moaned from beneath her, and he moved, too, slamming his hips into her in a jerky movement. “Christ, Noah, our mate just creamed herself at the feeling of you in her ass and is fucking strangling my cock!”
Angel felt so blissfully full and was soon gasping and moaning, sobbing unintelligible words as her pleasure grew and grew, her orgasm growing to scary proportions. She hovered on the edge of the abyss for the second time, but knew that the height was so much more this time. Having both her mates in her at the same time was just too intense.
Then she flew off the edge with a muffled scream, biting her lip. Even caught in the largest orgasm of her life she couldn’t forget that her little boy was asleep less than three feet from the bed. Then she felt both her mates swell and start to jerk within her.
They both leaned into her and struck at the same time, biting into the flesh of her shoulder and Angel felt a connection lock into place within her. The white–hot piercing pain of their claiming bites morphed into a heated pleasure that had her coming again. This time she didn’t need to bite her lip. The pleasure was so intense it robbed her of sound and she threw her head back, her mouth opened in a silent scream as her body jerked and shuddered with a pleasure so intense she passed out.
* * * *
Noah woke up with the most amazing sense of inner peace. He had never felt so contented and peaceful. Last night had been the most magical and happy of his life. He and Chris had claimed their mate in the middle of the best sex he had ever experienced and he thought the pleasure of that moment could never be beaten. He’d been wrong.
Having their mate then turn her attention to claiming him and then Chris had beaten that moment by a country mile. When he thought about that a little more he decided that it made perfect sense. Him claiming her was a given, hell it had been a given from the moment he had laid eyes on her. She had been terrified, in pain, gasping and fighting to bring their little boy into the world, but he had never seen anyone or anything more beautiful. But he had known in that moment that if he could convince her he would claim her.
Having her claim him back was in a completely different league. She’d chosen him and Chris as hers and that just floored him. Her actions and the sentiment behind it washed away a lot of the guilt and self-condemnation over his actions, despite the fact that he hadn’t been aware what he was doing was unsanctioned. Knowing that Angel chose him as he chose her, made him feel like he was worthy of her love and that felt fan-fucking-tastic.
He pressed a kiss to his mate’s shoulder when he heard Mateo stirring from the wardrobe. Quietly and as quickly as possible, he slid out from the bed and moved to grab him before he let loose with the wailing. Damn, that boy had a set of lungs on him.
When he stepped into the wardrobe-cum-nursery, Mateo had rolled into a sitting position and was glaring at the door to the wardrobe, as if willing someone to come and get him. As soon as Noah stepped into the room, he threw his hands into the air demanding to be picked up. Noah grinned as he pulled the little boy up into his arms and laughed when Mateo reached out his hands and gripped his cheeks.
“Good morning, little man,” Noah said quietly. “You figure it’s time to be up and eating, huh?” Mateo started making baby sounds that had Noah’s heart turning over and moving quickly out of the bedroom, not wanting to wake their mate.
He got Mateo changed and ready for the day, all while the little boy continued to chatter with him constantly. Once he had Mateo in his high chair, with a plate of cooled oatmeal in front of him, he gave himself a mental pat on the back. If someone had told him a year ago that he would be sitting here with a boy he considered his, feeding him breakfast while he had his first cup of coffee, he would have laughed his ass off, yet here he sat, doing exactly that and grinning like an idiot.
“Morning.” Noah turned at the soft sound of his mate’s voice from the doorway and grinned. She looked so soft and sleepy he felt his dick hardening in his jeans. She was wearing his shirt and a pair of yoga pants and both made her look years younger than she actually was. Noah jumped up and walked to her, leaning down to kiss her hard and swift.
“Morning, my love,” he murmured then moved back into the kitchen, pouring another cup of coffee to take to her. “Let me guess, Chris hasn’t moved?”
“No.” Angel grinned. “He’s not much of a morning person, huh?”
“Nope, never was. The only time he was in danger of failing a class at med school was when he had a morning class that started at 7:30. He missed too many of the classes.”
“That’s because only farmers get up that early,” Chris muttered as he stumbled into the kitchen and collapsed at the kitchen table next to their mate and promptly dropped his head on his arms. “I’ve never missed a shift at the hospital. I can get up when I need to, but I have to admit, I much prefer nights to days.” He lifted his head and wagged his eyebrows at their mate. “Especially last night, Angel-mine.”
Angel blushed beautifully then lifted her cup to her lips. A medley of sights and sounds from the night before came down their link and when he turned to look at his mate she sat there with her eyes closed and the sweetest damn smile on her face. He caught her thoughts easily, and he grinned when she started to think about him and Chris taking her at the same time. He shot a glance to Chris and recognized that Chris wore the same shit-eating grin. It humbled and elated him at the same time when she thought that having the two of them inside her at the same time was mind blowing.
“You can say that again, Angel-mine.” Angel’s eyes flew open in shock and she looked at Chris.
“It was pretty fucking mind-blowing to be the lucky bastard who was balls deep inside you, sweetheart,” Noah said as he sat back in his chair with a sigh.
“So you two can hear everything I’m thinking now?” Angel asked in a slightly shrill tone.
Now, Noah wasn’t the most observant of men when it came to women. Put him in a battle or military situation and he could identify threats and potential sniper positions with nothing more than a two-second glance. When it came to women, he missed quite a lot of the more obvious signs, but in this particular instance, e
ven he could tell that their Angel was not happy.
“Well, only if you talk to us directly or you project without shielding,” Chris answered with a frown. “Angel, you did know that telepathy was one of the cool side benefits of being mated to a shifter, right?”
“Yeah, I did, but I didn’t know that you would be able to hear everything I am thinking. I am not sure I like the idea of not being able to keep things private and to myself.” Angel placed her empty coffee cup on the table and lifted Mateo from his high chair. She brought him to her and cuddled him close, obviously needing the comfort. Noah did not like the fact that their mate was feeling uncomfortable. “I mean, what if I am thinking about things I’m sure you would not like to hear, like my period?”
“Okay, sweetheart!” Noah jumped in quickly and interrupted her, no doubt making her point for her quite nicely. She smiled at his discomfort and bounced a giggling Mateo on her knee. “We get the point and totally understand that some things—”
“Especially those things,” Chris added.
“Yeah, especially those things are private and you would want to keep them to yourself. Please.” Noah winked at her and she giggled. Giggling was much better than being in need of comfort. “Now, it’s simply a matter of putting a barrier over the mating bond that connects us. If you close your eyes and reach out for us, you should see the bond. If it is anything like what we see it is an iridescent blue bond that connects the three of us and although you can’t see the end of that bond, you can feel both Chris and I at the other end.”
Angel handed Mateo over to Chris and rubbed her palms on the T-shirt she wore. Then she took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Noah waited for a few moments and from the shocked awe on her face, he knew she could see their bond.
“Oh my god,” she whispered in awe. “It’s so beautiful.”
“Yeah, Angel-mine, it is,” Chris said from the other side of the table. “Because it is the bond that connects you with us, it is the most beautiful thing in the world.”
“Now, concentrate on placing a barrier across it.” Noah caught her hesitation along that bond and he quickly added, “You won’t sever it, sweetheart, you are simply placing a barrier across it. That way we won’t hear what you are thinking until you want us to.”
Angel nodded then her face changed into the cutest look of concentration. He searched down their link for her and watched as the link slowly disappeared. His wolf was a little disconcerted that their mate had closed herself off from them, but Noah calmed him, knowing that she needed to be able to do it to maintain her privacy.
“That’s it, sweetheart! When I look for you down our link it disappears. Now think about something and we will see if we can hear you.”
He watched as she nibbled on her lower lip in thought and had to fight a moan at the sight. Jesus, she could get him harder than a steel pipe in seconds. Angel opened her eyes to look at her mates expectantly, and then smiled broadly when they both shook their heads.
“Well done, Angel-mine!” Chris stood up and kissed Angel on the cheek before moving to the playpen in the corner of the room. “You got that pretty damn fast.” He placed Mateo down on his play mat with a toy to play with then headed back to the table.
“What were you thinking about, just out of curiosity?” Noah asked as he leaned forward and kissed her gently. “And did it involve you being naked? Because that would definitely be something you would have to share with us.” His exaggerated eyebrow waggle had her giggling. Her laughter was like a salve to his soul. Every time she giggled at him or laughed at something he said, she healed him that little bit further.
“No, I was thinking about food! A woman with two shifters for mates needs all the energy she can get.” Angel tilted her head to the side and the heat in the look she gave him and then Chris had his dick hardening to an almost painful level. “But when Mateo is down for his morning nap, I’m sure I can think of some way to thank who ever would be prepared to make me something for breakfast that would involve me being naked.”
For a moment Noah couldn’t move. He would have moaned at the offer had his tongue not been stuck to the roof of his mouth.
“I’ll make eggs!” Chris said quickly as he dove for the fridge.
“I’m on toast and bacon!” Noah added as he, too, leapt into action. Noah shared a ridiculously goofy grin with his brother as their mate’s giggle echoed through the room, which Mateo answered with a squeal of his own. Damn, life just did not get any better than this!
Chapter 8
“I’m telling you, that girl has an amazing aura and it is just shimmering with the need to be loved. There is something so damn mysterious about her I am about to have a heart attack brought on by my overactive imagination.” Faith leaned against the café counter watching a beautiful dark-haired woman walking through the store.
She had stepped into the store about forty-five minutes ago and Angel had noticed her immediately. To be fair, she was a woman who was hard to miss. Her eyes were an electric-blue color that was so piercing you almost felt they could see right through you. She was tall, at least six feet, and had curves that any woman would have been envious of.
She walked so sensuously that she appeared to almost float across the room, her long black woolen vest swirling around the knee-high boots she wore with every step. She had come into the café as soon as she arrived and Angel talked with her when she ordered. She was in town for an undetermined amount of time, visiting a sick older relative.
Angel had liked her immediately and recognized strength in this woman that spoke of a confidence Angel could only ever dream of. As soon as she had headed back into the bookstore to browse, Faith made a beeline for Angel.
“She’s here visiting a sick family member. I don’t think she’s here looking for love, Faith,” Angel answered dryly. Faith was always looking for the next match to make. She had this ability to read a person, and identify their intention that Angel thought was astounding, but she had never heard her talk of auras. Knowing Faith as well as she was coming to, Angel thought she could just as well be pulling her leg as telling her the truth.
“Why the hell can’t she do both! You know as well as I do that women are multitaskers!” Faith moved to lean her side on the counter so she could look over at the dark-haired woman who was now browsing through some of the books. “There are so many amazing men in this town looking for their mates, and as their queen, it is my job to find them for them.”
“Ah, Faith. Queen?” Angel raised an eyebrow when Faith looked over at her.
“Yep! Self-proclaimed.” Faith leaned forward and said quietly as her eyes glittered with mischief. “Ty told me that if any of the male members of the pack hear me saying that and it gets back to him he’s gonna paddle my ass. But I gotta tell you, Angel, that is not much of a deterrent. That man has a way of paddling my ass that makes all my pink girly bits tingle if you know what I mean!”
“Not really, but I think I can guess,” Angel said with a laugh.
“Now.” Faith clapped her hands and rubbed them together. “I need to come up with a way to get Grant Snow over here to meet her.” Faith was muttering and plotting as she walked away. Still laughing, Angel turned back to walk into the kitchen.
She was about to put her apron back on when the phone on the counter began to ring. “Coffee and Quills, Angel speaking.” It didn’t matter how many times she said those words, they made her shiver every time.
“Look down,” a deep and unfamiliar male voice came over the phone and Angel frowned.
“I’m sorry?” Angel thought perhaps she had misheard.
“I will not say this again, bitch, so listen good. Look down.” Angel’s heart began to pound and she looked down and she sobbed. Right in the center of her chest was a red dot. Angel had seen enough action movies in her life to know what that meant. Someone had a laser sight on their rifle and it was currently aimed in her direction and it did not waiver.
“Close yourself off to your mates, now. I
have a partner who is currently at the hospital and has the good doctor in his sights. If he so much as flinches wrong or makes for the door to, say, run to save his whore of a mate, then he will be dead before he even makes the fucking door.”
Chris. Oh God. Pushing down her fear she imagined closing herself off from the bond like Noah had taught her. As soon as she had the tightest hold on the bond as she could, she drew deep breaths to try and calm her fear. Fear was a mind killer and would shut her down sooner than anything else and she needed to stay calm and clear so she could think of a way out of here.
“Is it done,” the man asked over the phone.
“Yes,” Angel whispered back, her voice shaking with fear.
“Well done. Now, I want you to come to me. It’s time for us to end this. So you need to do whatever you need to do to get the fuck out of that bookstore and make your way into the forest out back, you understand?” His voice never altered pitch. It stayed perfectly flat. She cast her eyes around and realized that when she moved to do his bidding she would walk out of his view from the moment she walked into the café kitchen to the time she stepped out onto the back porch.
She could open the bond and call to Noah and Chris then and they would come get the fucker without her even having to leave the place. Thank goodness they were mated!
“Yes, I understand,” she said.
“Oh, and Angel? If you think that just because you’ll be out of my sights for a brief moment or two, don’t think I can’t make it hurt for you. From my position, I can see right into the upstairs apartment and can place my sight directly over the little wolf on your boy’s shirt. Then I’ll turn my weapon on that fucking ex-marine of yours.”
“No! Oh God please, please don’t hurt them, please,” Angel sobbed into the phone. “I’ll do anything, just please don’t hurt my baby,” Angel’s entire body started to shake. If anything happened to Mateo or Noah, she would simply cease to exist.