by Maia Dylan
This Chris was pissed off and his entire body vibrated with tension and rage. “You think you can take my mate and my brother and not have to deal with me, asshole?” Chris’s words were garbled as his wolf remained close to the surface.
“You must be the little brother.” Bear turned to face Chris fully. “Gambit talked about you all the time. You think a fucking trained doctor is going to be able to take me out? Please.” Bear waved his hand dismissively. “What the hell are you going to do, diagnose me to death?”
“Firstly.” Chris seemed to relax his stance a little. What the hell was he doing? “I think I’m insulted that you think so little of me as a man, that you believe I’m not a threat to you. Doctors know where all the weak spots are, asshole. I know about fifty different ways to kill you without even breaking a sweat.” Chris moved a little to the side and Bear moved with him.
“Secondly, it’s not my place to kill you no matter how much I would really like to, that honor and right belongs to someone else.” Chris stopped and folded his arms across his chest.
“Well, I don’t know about that.” Bear dropped his right foot back and seemed to swell a little, like he was preparing to attack. Surely he knew it was over. There were two alpha wolves and two fucking lions standing just behind him. Where did he think he was going to go? “If you’re just going to stand there and talk shit, I might just have to kill myself to end the fucking pain.”
“You really are a dumb shit.” Chris grinned back at him. “But I digress. There is a third thing I’m going to do. I’m going to distract you so that my alpha can free my brother and then I’m going to stand here and watch, while Noah snaps your fucking neck.”
Angel blinked at that then saw two large bloodstained hands reach around Bear’s head, grabbing his chin and forehead, and wrenching in opposite directions with a roar. Angel watched in fascination as Bear’s head wobbled strangely on his neck, obviously no longer connected properly and he slumped to the ground.
Noah stood up behind him, blood pouring from the wounds in his poor body. He threw his head back and roared again, flinging his fingers out as all the muscles in his neck and forearms stood out in stark relief. When he stopped his chest heaved as he gasped in air and at first Angel thought he was simply riding an adrenaline high, but then he dropped to his knees beside the body. He keeled over to the side and would have hit the floor if it weren’t for Chris catching him.
“Noah!” Angel yelled and thrashed in the chair.
“Hold on, Angel,” a voice said behind her, but she didn’t stop to see who it was, never taking her eyes off her men. There was a brief moment where the plastic ties Bear had used to tie her to the chair tightened then she was free. Sobbing she threw herself down on the ground beside her mates.
“Noah, baby, are you okay?” She gently lifted his head onto her lap and swept the hair from his forehead. Chris had ripped the shirt from him and was looking closely at the wound to his abdomen.
“Angel, sweetheart,” Noah rasped. “I am so fucking sorry this happened to you. This was all my fault. He came at you because of me.”
Angel sat back with a shocked jolt. Did he really believe that? Angel sighed. Oh course he did. He believed that anything bad that came their way would be his fault.
“Noah, I love you, with everything in me, you have to know that right? You and Chris are everything to me and Mateo.” Angel smiled gently as she stared into his eyes, beautiful chocolate-brown eyes that turned liquid with love as she watched. “But if you really believe that, and worse, if I hear you say anything like that again? I will fucking shoot you myself.”
Chris barked a laugh as he worked to slow the bleeding. “Damn, baby, I thought you were going to go all soft and gooey over Noah ’cos he was stupid enough to go and get himself shot.” He shot her a quick grin and a wink. “But I should have known better. Our baby won’t put up with any self-pity or taking the weight of the fucking world on your shoulders, Noah, so you’d better just give in and admit that the only person who made this happen was Williams. Who is currently in about three pieces—”
“Five!” Ty called from the other side of the room where he had pulled on some clothes and then moved to bring Chris’s bag to him. “I don’t do things by half, man, you know that? The bastard came here alone to challenge for me leadership. I gracefully accepted and left him in five pieces on the lawn.”
“Okay then, five pieces on the lawn,” Chris finished as he reached inside his medical bag. Angel watched as Noah’s frown slipped away and the guilt that had been shining in his eyes disappeared.
“I guess I’m outnumbered then, huh? Is this what it is always going to be like? The two of you ganging up on me? Even when I’m injured and in pain?” Noah coughed weakly and Angel’s eyes narrowed with suspicion.
“Nah, brother,” Chris said as he glanced lovingly at Angel, making her feel beautiful despite the bumps and bruises on her face. “We both know that Angel’s going to get her way every damn time.”
“Yep.” Noah sighed as he settled gripped her hand a little tighter. “And we wouldn’t have it any other way.”
Chapter 10
“Damn, baby,” Noah whispered against her neck as she stood pressed between her mates. “If you had any idea of the kind of things we have planned to do to you and with you this evening, you would probably be a little nervous.”
Angel was practically vibrating with energy, but it sure as hell wasn’t of the nervous variety. Nope, it was all anticipation, need, and excitement at what was to come. It had been a long two weeks of recovery for both her and Noah and her doctor had insisted that there be no physical intimacy between them.
If the doctor in question hadn’t also had to deal with a royal case of blue balls at the same time she might have thought the bastard was being vindictive. The night of her rescue, as soon as she stepped back into the apartment, she wrapped Mateo in her arms and it took her a couple hours of holding him close to get her heart rate to steady.
The thought of what might have happened hit her and hit her hard within moments of her and Chris climbing into bed. She had started sobbing, and after a while she was convinced she wouldn’t ever be able to stop, but had eventually cried herself into an exhausted sleep.
Noah had been admitted to surgery to remove the bullet that remained in his abdomen, and spent the first six days post-Bear in hospital recovering. Apparently after having been so fully exposed to Jax by Baxter, the effects this second time were muted.
When he had roused from unconsciousness in that damn cabin, he had been able to move and reopen the link to his brother within minutes of coming to, and they were able to make a plan of sorts. Noah had warned that Williams was out there with a tranquilizer gun filled with Jax which Hunter and Dane took from him before the challenge took place.
“Noah, honey,” Angel basically purred as she pressed herself back against him, making them both moan. “Do you think that you two are the only ones in this relationship that has spent the last two weeks planning our first night together since—”
“Whoa there! Ah nope! No mentioning that bastard’s name or what happened that night. He has no place in this apartment or in our lives. It is still too bloody close to the surface for me.” Chris shuddered as he pressed his forehead to Angel’s. “I thought I had lost you, and that would have killed me.” He pulled back with a sly grin. “And I thought I might have also lost Noah, too, and that would have annoyed me.”
“Hey!” Noah complained from behind her, and his whining tone made her giggle. “Why the hell is losing her going to kill you, and losing me is just going to annoy you? I’ve known you longer than we’ve actually been breathing air outside the womb and all I rate is an annoyance?”
“Well, to be fair”—Chris stepped back and ran his gaze down her body, making her shiver with need—“she has a whole lot of physical attributes that mean more to me than breathing.” Chris’s expression became serious, and he ran the back of his fingers down the left side of
her face. “But the real reason is that she is my heart and my whole reason for breathing. She is now, and forever will be, our mate, the mother of our son, and everything good in this world.”
“Huh,” Noah said as Angel felt tears well and a lump form in her throat. “I couldn’t have said it better myself. And, Angel, my love, losing you would have killed me, too.” Angel sob-hiccupped and then gave a watery giggle.
“Enough of that! You two will have me bawling and falling down an emotional mess in seconds. Tonight is about us and our future so no more depressing talk of what-ifs or losing anyone. Now, Mateo is sleeping soundly, I have been primping all afternoon to look good for y’all, and I even have the bedroom set up for some serious seduction.
“So, why am I still standing here in this ridiculously short sundress that I wore specifically because it can be pulled straight over my head, and I am only wearing a thong underneath it?” Both her men started growling, and Angel felt the rumble of sound roll straight through her body.
“Well, why the fuck didn’t you say so sooner.” Noah breathed against the sensitive skin of her neck, making her quiver. When he opened his mouth against the mating bite he had given her and sucked gently, she felt her pussy leak, soaking her barely there panties in seconds.
When Noah lifted his mouth she became aware of a breeze around her now-tingling girl parts as Chris raised the dress up over her hips. Lifting her arms above her head, Chris finally drew the dress over her head and threw it behind him.
“Fuck, Angel-mine.” His voice was a low rasp as he ran a finger around her now distended nipple, making her whimper. “You look fantastic, baby. Naked is definitely your best color. And you smell so damn good.”
Noah released the clasp that had held her hair up and she felt it tumble down her back. Noah groaned as he wrapped his fist in her hair and gently pulled her head back toward him. “Chris is right, my love.” Noah used his feet to gently nudge hers apart. “You look and smell fantastic, and despite my brother being a smartass, I am going to give him first bite of the cherry. Or should I say first bite of your cherry.”
Noah gently leaned her back against him, but pushed her hips out toward Chris, who dropped to his knees with a groan and slid her soaked panties down over her hips. “And I will be forever grateful. Damn, baby, I can see your cream glistening on the soft swollen lips of your beautiful pussy. I gotta taste you.”
“Oh, shit!” Angel squealed as Chris dove straight into her pussy. He thrust his tongue as far as it would go into her and she couldn’t stop herself from rolling her hips against his open mouth.
“That’s it, sweetheart, show Chris how good it feels for you. Damn, you are so fucking responsive! I can feel your body trembling, Angel! Are you close, honey?” Noah spoke roughly in her ear, driving her arousal up even as his brother drove her crazy with his mouth.
“Yes, Noah. Oh. God, Chris.” Angel panted as her body started to shake out of control as the pleasure began to build to almost unbearable levels within her. “This feels so damn good! I—ah…I want this to last, but mmm, I’m not going to be able to last, honey. I’m gonna—” That was as far as she got before her brain short-circuited and she came harder than she could ever remember coming.
Chris moaned, and she could feel him moving against her. She must have almost drowned him in her cream, but she couldn’t help it. Her body released more and more as Chris didn’t stop his oral ministrations and Angel found herself cresting a second time.
“Oh, fuck!” She felt her entire body shake as if she held a live power line in her hand. Or more aptly in her pussy, because there were definitely explosions and sparks going off within her. Chris never left her, gently lapping at her pussy and taking every drop her body had to give, until she collapsed against Noah, knowing that he would take her weight.
“Angel, when you come like that, you are so damn beautiful it almost hurts to look at you,” Noah whispered as he swept her into his arms and carried her down to their bedroom. They were still staying in the apartment, but had plans to move out to Noah and Chris’s place in two days. The Greyson brothers were putting in a new kitchen for her and decorating the room next to the master bedroom as a nursery for Mateo. Angel lay slumped in Noah’s arms, feeling absolutely boneless.
When they stepped into the room, she watched as both men grinned at how she had set up the room. There were scented candles burning on the dresser, giving off a soft romantic glow and filling the room with the smell of orange blossom. The bed was turned down and the pillows fluffed up invitingly.
“Sweetheart, this looks beautiful,” Noah said before he pressed a soft kiss to her temple.
“I agree,” Chris said with a laugh. “And it is obvious what our mate wants from the evening judging by the large bottle of scented lube I can see on the bedside table!”
Angel felt warmth spread in her cheeks, but didn’t drop her head. Okay, so she was a little embarrassed at being so blatantly obvious about what her wishes were for the rest of the night, but she was determined that they would take her together and all three of them would reconnect as mates.
“That’s right. I told you that you two weren’t the only two who had come up with plans for this evening. I have a selection of requirements myself. Ack,” she ended with a short yelp as Noah tossed her onto the bed.
“Is that right, mate?” Noah said with laughter in his eyes. Angel remembered when his smile never reached his eyes, and she felt her heart turn over at the joy and contentment on both her mates’ faces. “Well, why don’t you outline those plans for us, love, while we get ready to join you, hmm?”
And with that Noah reached for the belt of his jeans, and Chris slid his T-shirt up over his head. Angel almost lost her train of thought as more and more tanned muscular skin was bared for her viewing pleasure. Hell, when they were both standing there with erections that made her mouth water she almost lost the damn ability to speak altogether!
“I should have thought that the lube was a dead giveaway, Noah, but it would appear you want to hear me tell you what I want.” Angel lowered her gaze to look at them both from beneath her lashes, and as their eyes darkened she knew she was getting to them as much as they were to her.
“I want you both to take me, not just take me, but fuck me hard and strong and remind me who I belong to.” Chris and Noah both moaned at her words and gripped their cocks hard. Angel licked her lips as they slowly stroked themselves. “I want you to fuck my pussy, Noah, and I want to feel Chris in my ass. I want to know that you are both connected to me in the most intimate way two men could possibly connect with their woman. Then, just as the world drops away and I shatter into a million pieces for you, no doubt screaming your names to the gods and Fates that destined me to be yours, I want you both to bite me. Claim me again as yours, and show me how much that means for you both.”
At first, no one moved and the only sounds that could be heard in the room were the harsh breaths coming from all three of them. Angel had turned all three of them on with the picture she had painted and now she just had to wait for her mates to bring it into reality. And she knew that they would.
With twin growls her mates leapt onto the bed, Noah taking her to the mattress and drawing her right breast into his mouth. Chris aimed a little higher and slammed his mouth into hers, gentle enough not to hurt her, but forceful enough to make her moan.
“Fuck, you talk good sex, Angel-mine,” Chris muttered against her lips as he continued to devour her mouth in large tremble-inducing bites. At the feel of Noah suddenly sucking her clit into his mouth, Angel pulled her mouth from Chris’s with a scream.
“Yeah, sweetheart,” Noah rasped from between her legs, “scream for me.” Then he plunged two fingers into her pussy and turned them until he hit her sweet spot and had her driving her hips upward and onto his fingers.
“Noah’s hit your sweet spot hasn’t he, love,” Chris spoke directly in her ear before he bit firmly on her earlobe, making her cry out with lust. “He is going to
make you come again and then we are going to fuck you. We are going to be buried so deep inside you, you’ll feel us there for days, my love. We are going to claim you again, and before this night is through you are going to fucking claim us again, too.” Angel’s eyes rolled into the back of her head as her entire body tensed before she began to thrash as her orgasm hit her.
“Noah! Chris!” she screamed their names, loving that both of them groaned her name at the same time. Noah kept lapping at her weeping pussy as she came down from her orgasm, growling continuously as he did so. Angel took a few deep breaths, trying desperately to control her body’s quivers, but then she realized that she was quivering as a result of her last orgasm. Oh, no. She was quivering as her next one began to build.
Not wanting to come again without her men, she grabbed Noah’s head and pulled. After a few moments and a sulky groan that had her giggling, he slid up her body until he lay pressed to her right side, and Chris mirrored him on her left. Both lifted up onto an elbow so that they could look into her face.
“I love you both, so very much,” Angel whispered. “Take me, my loves. Claim me and remind me that I’m yours, and only yours.” Both her men’s eyes softened at her words and they each pressed a gentle soft kiss to her lips then sprang into action.
Noah rolled her to the edge of the bed and pulled her up so that she straddled his lap. He positioned her over his hip then pulled her down so that he was buried to the hilt within her, making her gasp and him curse.
“Fuck, you feel so damn good wrapped around me, sweetheart. Your pussy feels like hot, wet silk and so damn tight, I just know I won’t last long.” He grated as he began to lift her up and down, impaling himself over and over within her.
“You just wait, brother. She goes from tight to strangling when she takes both her mates,” Chris said from behind her. Then she felt the cool slide of liquid against her back entrance and sat still. Not because it was uncomfortable, but because she wanted to feel Chris so badly within her that she wanted to make it as easy as possible for him to take her as quick as possible.