by Abby Blake
He licked her again and again, his long tongue curling into her slit and sending her need higher. She moaned as Jayden thrust his tongue into her mouth almost in the same rhythm. Over and over they both tongue-fucked her, mimicking what they’d all rather be doing. Overwhelmed by sensation, Violet tried to wriggle away, needing to stop, needing to breathe, but needing them both so much her entire body ached.
Brandon hummed against her pussy, the vibration unexpected and incredibly erotic. Thick fingers thrust hard and deep into her slit as he continued to suckle and hum against her clit. Finally, Jayden broke the kiss. He watched her as Brandon expertly held her on the verge of orgasm.
She needed just a little more, a little harder, a little faster, but he held back, giving her enough but not enough to climax. Jayden’s hands grazed over her nipples, the peaks hard and nearly painful as he rolled them between his fingers and thumbs. “Come for us.”
Holy crap, did she ever?
Every muscle burst into movement, her entire focus on the sensations coursing over her body. She moaned, the sound deep and satisfied as heat pulsed through every inch of her. Brandon continued to lap at her pussy, sucking at her essence as exhaustion swirled through her and she finally seemed to melt into the mattress.
* * * *
Brandon simply couldn’t get enough of his mate. Her scent, her arousal, her amazing response to their touch was everything he’d ever hoped for. She lay relaxed and pliant against the mattress and instinct screamed at him to claim her, to mark this woman as his own. But, thankfully, in this form, sense overruled instinct and he was able to control the wild need coursing through him.
He pressed an openmouthed kiss to her pussy, lapping at her cream one more time before rolling off the bed and heading into the shower. His cock throbbed, his bear urging him to turn around, but he made it all the way into the shower before his own need overwhelmed him, and he fisted his erection in a tight grip.
* * * *
Jayden would’ve laughed at his brother’s predicament if he wasn’t in the exact same situation himself. He needed to bury his cock balls deep in their mate, but he wasn’t sure how to explain—or even if he was ready to explain—why they didn’t need a condom. So he stayed silent and ground his teeth together and tried to think of anything besides sex. Of course it didn’t help that Violet was still panting hard after her orgasm, or the fact that the scent of her arousal filled the room.
But it was the look of confusion on her face that finally brought him down a notch or two.
“Babe?”
“I…He…h–he just left.”
Jayden leaned over her and smoothed her hair away from her eyes. “He’s just protecting you.” She looked skeptical, so he tried to explain more fully. “Violet, he wants you—so do I for that matter—but you said not without condoms, and he’s respecting that.”
“So he’s what? Having a sho…” Her words trailed off, and Jayden could see the exact moment that she understood what Brandon was doing in the shower. “Oh.” She hesitated a moment, searching his face before asking her question. “Do you think you could maybe take Brandon’s car and drop by the all-night drug store?” He nodded enthusiastically and was about to roll out of bed when she gripped his arm. “Do you think Brandon would mind if I um…joined him in the shower?”
“I think he’d love that. I would, too,” he added before doubt could settle into her mind.
“Are you sure this is going to work? I mean the whole three-men-one-woman thing? Do you really think I’m the one?”
Jayden smiled confidently, hopefully hiding that small niggle of doubt that blurred his vision of the future. “Of course.”
He kissed her softly, rolled off the bed, and grabbed his jeans.
“Go,” he said with a smile as she hesitated once more. She returned his smile and ran into the bathroom.
* * * *
Brandon was nearly out of his mind. He needed to come. The sensual images that bombarded his brain made his cock harder than he ever imagined possible, but some small part of him refused to accept release while his mate lay in the next room.
Shit, talk about a cock and a hard place.
The shower screen door opening nearly gave him a heart attack, but the beautiful vision who stepped under the water had his heart rate soaring into the stratosphere. She didn’t say a word, just lowered to her knees in front of him and tentatively reached for his cock. He stood there desperately controlling his need, waiting for her to indicate what she expected, trying not to give in to the urge to thrust hard and deep into her mouth.
He didn’t quite manage to strangle the groan as she leaned forward and pressed her mouth to the head of his cock. She licked him like ice-cream, laving the sensitive skin with the flat of her tongue.
“Am I doing it right?”
What the hell? If she did it any righter he might well implode. “T–Take me into your mouth.” She seemed pleased by his instruction and immediately complied. Holy shit. Her mouth was warm, her tongue pressing against the underside of his cock as she suctioned her lips around him.
“Take me deeper,” he instructed, and she slid her lips closer to the base of his cock. Her mouth surrounded him, caressed him, dragged him closer to release. She pulled back, the suction around his cock making his entire body quake with need. Slowly she took him deep once more. He hit the back of her throat, felt her urge to gag, and groaned when she swallowed instead.
“Oh, baby girl,” he managed to grind out as she sped up the pace and did it again and again. He tangled his hands in her hair, holding her still, begging with his eyes for her to let him take control. She seemed to understand because she caressed his thighs and relaxed her throat. He pushed a little deeper, watching her closely, making sure he wasn’t frightening her with his need. She moaned, the sound low and delighted, and it made his balls draw up close to his body.
He panted, trying to put off the orgasm that raced toward him. He wanted to savor this woman, his mate, but after two nights of holding her close he had no more control. He felt his climax start, but the urge to mark her as his own rose once more. He pulled out of her mouth, wrapping his fist around her hand and encouraging her to pump him hard and fast.
The first string of pearly cum landed on her breasts, the shiny, nearly luminous fluid rolling down her soft skin to coat her nipple. Again and again streams of his cum landed on her chest, painting her with his essence. When he was finally spent, he lifted her to her feet, running his hand over her breasts, coating her chest with his cum. Deep satisfaction filled him, and he smiled at the sleepy pleasure written on her face.
She burrowed into his embrace, and he held her close as hope for the future unfurled in his mind. Ever since realizing that she was his mate, Brandon had held himself in check, hoping for a happy outcome yet worried that it wouldn’t be so. But now with the woman of his dreams in his arms he couldn’t imagine a life without her.
Carefully he turned her into the water spray and washed away his sticky cum, but he knew that his scent would cling to her for days. Even if he and his brothers were the only ones able to sense it, Brandon felt ridiculously satisfied.
The shower screen door opened, and Jayden stood there with a towel open for their girl. She pressed a kiss to Brandon’s lips and stepped into his brother’s embrace.
“That was fast,” she said with a soft giggle.
“I was motivated,” Jayden answered with huge grin. Brandon raised an eyebrow waiting for his brother to explain, but he merely winked, lifted Violet into his arms, and left the room. Confused and maybe a little annoyed, Brandon switched off the water, grabbed a towel, and followed them back into Jayden’s room. The open box of condoms that his brother threw at his head told him more than mere words could explain.
Brandon caught them easily, his gaze seeking Violet’s, double-checking that he understood her intentions. Violet lay on the bed and smiled that lazy, sleepy smile that he was beginning to realize meant she was very aroused and very, very
interested. Jayden tore open the condom he had in his hand, and Violet sat up, took it from him, and rolled it over his cock. She smiled wickedly when Jayden made a sound of obvious need.
Jayden groaned, pushing her backward, covering her body with his own. She wriggled, gasping hard as Jayden worked his length into her pussy. Slowly he pressed into her, pulled out slightly, and then went a little farther. He did it again, moving faster, sliding deeper, groaning as he pulled out once more.
Brandon watched, his unexpected appreciation for voyeurism with this woman taking him by surprise. When he’d realized he and his brothers would share a mate, he’d never really thought past the idea of loving her individually. But his cock rose with definite interest when Jayden pulled away, flipped their mate onto her hands and knees, and thrust in from behind. Hard and fast he fucked her, her joyous cries filling the room as Jayden wrapped a hand underneath her. “Come,” he growled in a tone of voice Brandon had never heard his youngest brother use. Violet practically screamed as her climax took her. She shook all over, the incredible sight and sound and smell of her orgasm filling Brandon’s senses.
She collapsed forward, her arms giving out as Jayden fucked her harder, his thrusts pushing her forward, his grip on her hips pulling her back. He grunted, then stilled inside her as he groaned in ecstasy. His knees wobbled as he pulled away, but he leaned over her, whispering a question to make sure she was all right, before he pressed a kiss to her neck and moved away.
Brandon slid onto the bed beside her, the condoms forgotten as his need to simply hold his exhausted mate overwhelmed him. But his beautiful Violet had other ideas. She rolled and pushed him onto his back, straddling his thighs as she reached over for the box of condoms. Jayden helped her out, handing her one before kissing her deeply and leaving the room.
Violet opened the condom, and Brandon groaned in pleasure as she slowly rolled it onto his rock-hard erection. He ground his teeth together as the urge to fuck her hard and fast rushed through him. But he held still, trying to control the need that she so easily created in him. Hell, considering that he’d spent several years learning about BDSM and alternate lifestyles, he should have had way more control.
Slowly she lifted herself over his cock. He held her steady as she lowered her pussy over his length. He silently cursed the condom, needing to feel his mate’s wet heat surrounding him, but he bit back the explanation, consoling himself with the promise that they’d be truly mated soon.
He groaned as she took him into her fully before lifting off him just as slowly. She watched his face, her self-doubt and insecurity clearly written on hers. He wrapped a hand around her neck, urging her down so that he could press his lips against hers. She sighed a sound of relief, and he thrust his tongue into her mouth at the same moment he bucked his hips, thrusting his cock harder into her pussy.
She made a sound of excitement, so he did it again, holding her hips with his hands as he controlled her movements and thrust up as he pressed her down. The primitive urge to claim her nearly had him shifting into his alter ego, and he barely stopped himself. Fuck. Their mate was incredible.
He fucked her harder and faster, taking over, holding her upright as he watched her face. He slid a thumb over her clit, pressing against the swollen little bud as she looked down and moaned her approval. “That’s it, baby girl, watch while I fuck you.”
She glanced up, her eyes darkened, her body shaking in his hold as she moved her gaze lower and did exactly that. God, their mate was perfect. She panted, breathing hard as his own control snapped. He pounded into her, his grip on her hips tightening as she started to climax. The walls of her pussy fluttered, caressing his cock, dragging his orgasm from him.
He bellowed his satisfaction, the noise startling in the small room, but she merely smiled as his cock throbbed inside her. Finally, he let her fall forward, her breasts smooshed against his sweaty chest. He held her close, his fierce need to protect this woman no surprise as they breathed heavily and tried to recover.
They lay that way for a while before Brandon realized his brother was beside them on the bed, caressing Violet’s spine and ass in a long, slow, continuous caress. The satisfaction on Jayden’s face perfectly mirrored Brandon’s own.
“I think I need another shower,” Violet mumbled in a sleepy voice. He laughed, knowing exactly how she felt. Carefully, Jayden lifted her into his arms, and Brandon followed them to the bathroom as contentment settled in his heart.
Now if only he could convince her to come home with him today.
Chapter Six
“But it’s been three months already!”
Declan tried to rein in his temper. Hell, it had never been this hard before, but it seemed that Violet was the one subject guaranteed to rock his normally steadfast self-control. And that’s even before he’d officially met her.
Shit, if they could actually get the woman here, he might just have a meltdown.
“I know,” Jayden said over the phone. He sounded tired. “What do you want me to do about it? She won’t accept our offer to pay, so we have no choice but to wait for her to save up enough to buy her own airplane ticket.” He breathed out deeply. “Look, it was hard enough to convince her that she wouldn’t need to pay for a room. Hell, with the rates we charge it could have taken years for her to save the cash.”
“Fine,” Declan said into the phone, finally realizing that Jayden seemed unusually subdued. Even if he was tired from work and study, he was usually more than happy to talk about their mate. “Are you okay?”
“Not really,” he confessed. “It’s been three months since we changed her. Soon she’ll be able to shift. I really wanted to have all of us together when we explained what happened.” He sounded wracked with remorse, and Declan selfishly felt a little pleased. They should have told her a long time ago. It had only been because of Jayden’s opinion that they hadn’t. But then the big brother part of him took over, and Declan was once again looking out for his younger siblings.
“It will work out. But the faster you can get her here the easier it would be. If she starts to show signs of change, it would be better to explain that here with wide, open spaces and all of us present.”
“Probably, I really need to tell her what happened soon though. I don’t want her shifting and not knowing what’s going on.”
“Agreed,” Declan said, making a quick decision despite his usual wariness against committing to a course of action before he’d looked at all angles of the issue. “I’m going to book a flight. Hopefully, I can get there sometime tomorrow night. Maybe between the two of us we can convince her to come home with me.”
“Okay,” Jayden said, sounding very relieved.
* * * *
Violet finished tidying up, pulled the blinds down, and wished the rest of the staff good night. It had been a long day, but the tips she’d earned and the double shift had made it worth it. She knew Jayden would be home by now, and thoughts of one of his amazing foot rubs dominated most of her musings on the quick walk home.
As she approached her building, a dark shadow moved away from the wall, and she hesitated. It wasn’t really a dangerous neighborhood, yet it never paid to take silly chances. But then the man stepped into the light coming from the building’s foyer, and Violet recognized him.
“Declan?” When he opened his arms, it seemed the most natural thing in the world to step into his embrace.
He held her close for a while, then pressed a kiss to her lips and leaned back to see her face. “Nice to finally meet you, Violet.”
“Yes, it’s nice to meet you, too,” she said with a silly smirk. The fact that they’d spent many hours talking face-to-face via Internet webcams made the whole situation just a little bit silly. “How’s Brandon?”
“Anxiously waiting for you,” he said with a mischievous smile.
“And your parents?” She almost didn’t ask. Her anxiety over their relationship had doubled when she realized that the family business they ran included their parents
. Not wanting to cause a rift in such a tight-knit family, Violet had spoken to their mother on the webcam a couple of times needing to be certain that her dating all three of the woman’s sons wouldn’t create problems. Eileen Delko was a lovely woman and seemed quite happy for her sons and their unusual arrangement. Their father, however, was a growly bear of a man who disliked telephones, computers, and flat-out hated webcams, and despite their mother’s assurances, Declan, Brandon, and Jayden’s father seemed opposed to their relationship. Violet had tried, but it had been difficult to get to know the man long-distance.
“Dad is still chopping more firewood than we need,” Declan said on a laugh. “But he’s also anxious to see you.”
She held on to Declan, marveling at how much heat he and his brothers seemed to generate. It was late night and damn cold, and the man was wearing a T-shirt for heaven’s sake. She shivered just thinking about how cold she would be. He wrapped his arms tighter around her.
“Come on. Let’s get you inside.”
“When did you get here?” she asked as she realized he had a soft-sided suitcase with him.
“About an hour ago.”
“You could have waited inside. Jayden should be home.”
Declan shrugged. “He didn’t answer the buzzer. Maybe he had some extra studying to do and lost track of the time.”
“Maybe,” she said, but didn’t really agree. Jayden had always been home when he said he would be home, or he called her and let her know. As she unlocked the security door to the apartment building, she reached into her bag and fumbled for her cell phone. Maybe Jayden had left a message.
But the moment they stepped into the foyer, Declan’s demeanor changed.
“Stay behind me,” he ordered as he grabbed her hand and dragged her to the stairwell. They climbed four flights of stairs faster than she would’ve thought possible and then burst into the hallway and ran toward her apartment. She had no idea why he was acting so strangely, but the open front door of her apartment scared the spit out of her.