by Lee, Jessica
She moaned. “Please… My head is spinning. I need…” She tried to squirm, but Landry lapped at the sensitive tip, not giving her a second to recover. Then he nibbled at the taut flesh.
“Landry…” She shook her head. “Kaleb… Touch me. God, someone please.”
Landry trailed his hand down her quivering abdomen and cupped her heated mound.
“Yes,” she cried out, her voice raw.
Her stiff peak slipped from Kaleb’s lips with a pop, and Landry followed suit. Stepping back, Kaleb lifted Rosa’s leg and sat it on the edge of the table beside them, opening her.
“Kaleb…” She panted, then he lowered to his knees, tugged her hips closer, placing his face at her pussy. “Damn,” she whispered.
Landry needed to kiss her—take her mouth while Kaleb took her sex. “Kiss me,” he demanded. Rosa turned her head toward him, and Landry claimed her lips as Kaleb moved in.
Landry spread her folds below, wanting to feel her desire while his friend pleasured her. Rosa whimpered on Landry’s tongue, writhed in his hold. Breaking away, he trailed his lips over her chin, moved lower to her neck, scoring her with his canines. Her back stiffened, and Rosa wrapped her legs around the male devouring her pussy.
“Kaleb…! Oh, God…I need to come,” she babbled. “Please, let me come”
In his peripheral vision, Landry watched as his partner readjusted, his fingers disappearing inside their female. Fucking hot as hell. Kaleb pumped inside her core, and Landry’s cock throbbed at the sight.
Rosa’s breath hitched, stalled in her lungs, and her head fell back. A wave of tremors shook her legs and arms.
“Kaleb.” His name fell from her lips on a groan. “Landry…” Her nails dug into his chest. “So good,” she crooned.
From below, Kaleb glanced up at Landry, his gaze drugged—drunk on her arousal. Yet, Landry sensed a primal hunger still lingered in those blue eyes. And damn, if he didn’t want to sate the shifter’s appetite, but first he wanted a sample of their mate’s flavor that was surely embedded on the other male’s tongue.
Rosa’s trembles eased, and Landry placed a delicate kiss to her mouth then directed his attention to the male on his knees. He gathered a fistful of Kaleb’s hair and pulled him up. The male’s lips glistened with Rosa’s orgasm, enticing Landry even more as he yanked him in.
“Give me a taste,” Landry demanded, and Kaleb didn’t hesitate. He sealed their mouths, ramming his tongue alongside Landry’s. The sweet flavor of her arousal bloomed over his taste buds, a honeyed blend of passion, lust, and heat. An addictive potion unaided, but combined with Kaleb’s own unique elixir of spice and mint, the aphrodisiac effect was mind-bending.
Landry jerked away, breaking the connection. But no way in hell was he done. Lifting Rosa, he sat her on the table. “That was amazing, baby. Thank you.” He brushed another kiss over her lips, down her throat, and to the tops of her breasts.
“Yes. It certainly was,” she said, running her fingers through the short strands of his hair.
Turning to Kaleb, Landry dropped to his knees, hooking one of Kaleb’s belt loops with a forefinger and yanking the male’s crotch into his face. “You’re way over dressed, shifter,” he rumbled. He glanced up, meeting his friend’s heated gaze. One that he could swear said Kaleb had been waiting for this moment his whole life—just as Landry had been waiting…wanting.
“Then I should fix that problem,” Kaleb rasped. The male went to work on the button, easing it through the hole, then he peeled the denim away from his cock. The rigid shaft sprang free, the heated flesh tapping Landry on the cheek. Landry inhaled deeply along the silk and steel rod.
Shit. The cedar and mint scent that was Kaleb’s alone was even more concentrated there with an added hint of musk—a heady cocktail that arrowed straight to Landry’s balls, drawing them tight.
Gripping the shaft, Landry slid his fist up and down Kaleb’s cock. The male jerked, closed his eyes, and hissed. Flattening his tongue out at the base of Kaleb’s shaft, Landry gave a lazy lick along the backside, ending at the slit.
“Shit,” Kaleb gritted out.
A bead of precum waited for Landry there, and he greedily lapped it up. The salty flavor zinged inside his mouth with a promise of more to come.
“Damn…” Kaleb grunted. “Landry.”
As Landry circled the blunt tip with his tongue, Rosa moved from the table and stood next to Kaleb. She covered the auburn-haired shifter’s mouth with hers, drinking him in. And Landry swallowed his lover’s shaft. A loud groan erupted from above, rewarding him. Up and down, Landry rocked over the other male’s staff with his lips, twisting his palm around the erection on the up strokes. Rosa’s delicate hand brushed Landry’s nape. Kaleb grasped the top of Landry’s head, encouraging him, pushing him deeper over his erection.
After a few heartbeats, Landry came up for a gasp.
“Christ, man,” Kaleb uttered. “You gonna make me come if you keep that up.”
“You’re not coming yet,” Landry stated and rose, meeting the other shifter’s hooded gaze. He had to release his own throbbing cock. After unbuttoning his jeans and running the zipper down, Landry reached in, fisted his erection and pulled it free.
“You see this?” Landry slid his palm over his length and closed the distance between them, breathing in the other male’s air. “It recognizes its mate. And it wants to fuck you, enforcer,” Landry growled. “I want inside what’s mine.” He leaned in the extra half inch needed to swipe the tip of his tongue over Kaleb’s full lips. Landry didn’t miss the slight hitch of his lover’s breath. He didn’t think it was possible, but the shifter’s reaction hardened his cock even more. “What do you want, wolf?” Landry gathered their hard lengths into his palm working them as one inside his fist.
A low rumble grew in Kaleb’s chest and his jaw ticked. “Fuck,” he gritted through his teeth. “You always did know how to climb under my skin and make me squirm. Drive me insane.” Kaleb closed his eyes. “You know what I want,” he whispered.
“Say it,” Landry ordered.
Kaleb’s eyelids lifted, his irises flashed red before the pupils expanded, covering all the blue except for a narrow white ring. “Fuck you,” he growled.
“Hell, yeah.” Landry lifted a brow. “And soon. But I don’t think that’s what you really want.” Landry squeezed their joined cocks, not hard enough to induce real pain but enough to draw a hiss from Kaleb. “Say it!”
“I want you inside me,” Kaleb shouted. “Christ…”
Landry stilled, Kaleb’s words ringing inside his head and burning a path through his veins.
The shifter’s head toppled back. “Dammit,” Kaleb rasped as if in agony. “I’ve wanted you to fuck me for so long that I can’t remember when I didn’t.”
“Bastard,” Landry spat. All this time. All these years Landry had held back, watched his every move for fear Kaleb would detect a glimmer of how deep his feelings went for the male. How badly he desired him in every way. “What are you—”
“I’m in love with you.” Kaleb sighed as if the admission had been a great release.
Landry could have sworn he’d been kicked in the chest. The impact of his friend’s confession was a blow to his heart. Landry seized Kaleb’s mouth with his own. Not giving the other male a second to rebound, Landry thrust his tongue inside.
Fuck. He wanted to dive into the shifter and never come up for air. Hell. It was only oxygen. Nothing else mattered except getting another taste—one more touch of Kaleb. And Landry hungered for every inch of him.
On a gasp, Landry reared back, grabbed Kaleb, and bent him face-first over the table. Fingers splayed between the male’s shoulder blades, Landry dragged his hand over the shifter’s spine. Hooking his fingers into Kaleb’s waistband, he tugged the denim down his mate’s thighs then straightened.
He leaned over, pressing his chest against Kaleb’s spine. Air soughed in and out of the redhead’s lungs. “No more waiting, love. For either of us.�
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Kaleb was on fire. And the flames had apparently singed his neurons. Christ. He’d just spilled his guts to his best friend, told him exactly what he felt and precisely what he wanted in return. This from the guy who never thought he’d be ready to commit to one person. But based on the size of the erections he and Landry sported, the bond had connected each of them. And whether he was ready or not, Kaleb had fully mated two shifters.
Holy shit. His mind reeled. Everything had turned out so damn amazing. How about that…sometimes one did get their cake and a chance to eat it too.
Landry lowered behind Kaleb, his broad hands on his bottom, spreading his cheeks. Rosa smoothed her palm over his head and bent, bringing her face next to his ear.
“So sexy, Kaleb,” she whispered, then brushed her lips over his.
Knowing she watched heated his blood even more. He groaned. Then Landry’s tongue stroked over his opening and Kaleb combusted. His claws erupted, marring the wood, digging in for purchase. Canines lengthened.
“You like that, wolf?” Landry teased him once, circling the ring.
“Fuck,” Kaleb growled.
“I take that as a yes.” A wicked chuckle came from the male taunting him. Then Landry returned to torturing Kaleb’s ring.
He was well familiar with oral sex—was fucking good at it—but damn, he’d never rimmed a lover or been rimmed. Landry’s tongue played in the center, coaxing him to relax, to open. And hell if his ring didn’t comply. Wanted Landry to go deeper. Kaleb groaned, lifting his ass for more.
“Beautiful,” Landry said, his voice deeper, rougher than before. “Mine.”
A dish rattled, then something cool circled Kaleb’s opening followed by pressure. “Butter. We need lube,” Landry stated.
Kaleb sucked in a deep breath, bracing himself. His lover’s finger breached Kaleb’s ring, stretching him. Kaleb cried out, his pulse surging, echoing inside his head. The invasion didn’t truly hurt. The sensation was foreign, but really…good at the same time. Kaleb rocked back into the firm presence.
“That’s it,” Landry drawled. “Take it. Now, one more.”
Another digit slid inside beside the first. Kaleb bit down on his lower lip. Damn. It was odd—strange even—having a part of Landry in him. Yet, nothing ever felt so right. Landry worked in and out of Kaleb’s sphincter, opening him wider. Then Landry’s fingertips grazed over a spot, and Kaleb’s brain sparked. His spine bowed. And he couldn’t be sure, but he might have screamed.
“What the hell?” Kaleb glanced over his shoulder.
“That’s just the beginning, love.” Landry tossed him a seductive smile, slid his fingers free, then reached for his shaft.
“Fuck.” Kaleb closed his eyes and lowered his forehead to the wood. Every muscle tensed in anticipation. All of his fantasies fulfilled. Rosa was his, and now the powerful male who starred in Kaleb’s most forbidden dreams was about to claim him. And Kaleb wanted it more than his next breath.
Landry bumped Kaleb’s taut ring, bearing down on the last obstacle between them. Kaleb ripped into the table with his nails, scoring the surface.
“Do it,” he cried out, his voice hoarse. He had to have the male inside him, or he was going to lose his mind. “For God’s sake…Fuck me, Landry.”
Before Kaleb could gather his next breath, Landry breached his barrier, sliding deep. For a second, the world blinked out of existence, leaving only the pain and pleasure searing up his spine.
Kaleb howled. The thick cock burned his tissues, taking him to the limit. And he loved it.
More!
His lover reversed direction, stopping when only the tip remained inside. So damn empty.
Kaleb rocked back. “Fuck me,” he demanded in his best Dom voice. “Son of a bitch…Landry.”
A hard whack landed on his upturned cheek, stealing Kaleb’s breath. Heat bloomed over his flesh. “I’m the one on top, wolf.” Landry pistoned back inside, tapping the sweet spot once more.
“Yes,” Kaleb groaned. “Whatever.” He panted. “Just don’t stop.” Another slap to his ass sent Kaleb’s balls up, hugging his bottom and threatening to spill their load. But Landry didn’t stop. He shuttled in and out of Kaleb like a man possessed, consumed with marking his mate. And Kaleb craved everything Landry had to give.
“God, yes!” The table beneath Kaleb rocked, rattled with every hard flesh-on-flesh impact, the wooden legs screeching on the floor. He was so damn close. A few strokes along his rod and he would be gone.
As if Rosa read his mind, her soft palm gripped his shaft. White spots danced in front of his eyes from the sweet sensation. He glanced back, catching sight of his female on her knees beside Landry, her arm up, fist tight around Kaleb’s cock. Large hands gripped his hips, holding him in place while Landry buried his thick length over and over inside him.
“Angel…” Kaleb moaned. In a firm twisting motion, his mate worked his erection, sliding up and down the length. Cum hammered for release from his balls. “Fuck. Yes. Just like that.” The room tilted. His head spun. Landry slammed inside, nailing the bundle of nerves tied to his orgasm once more. Lightning arrowed up his spine, wringing a hoarse cry from this throat. Waves of cum pumped from the end of his cock on a tsunami level. Every pound of Landry’s shaft sent another jet erupting from Kaleb’s dick.
Kaleb seized the sides of the table. He had to or he was going to fly apart.
“Son of a—Kaleb!” Landry shouted, and a blast of warmth filled Kaleb on the inside. But somehow it was his heart that swelled from the action. Between Landry and Rosa, the damn thing was overflowing and close to bursting.
Kaleb craned his head around. The gorgeous blonde on her knees slid her grip from base to tip along his rod. Each pass massaged another drop of cum from Kaleb’s balls, extending his orgasm. Exquisite torture. Kaleb moaned. The female blew his mind. She’d been right there, watching Landry make love to him, then joining in to bring Kaleb to his peak. And nothing had ever seemed more right with his world. How was it possible to love on this level? How could three people fit so perfectly inside a muscle the size of his fist?
To hell with the laws of nature, it worked.
Rosa lifted her lashes, catching Kaleb’s gaze. Her brilliant blue eyes glimmered with passion—for them.
They worked.
Chapter Seventeen
The moon had risen high in the sky by the time they neared the entrance to KinKaid territory. Rosa tightened her grip on the passenger door handle. Her nerves were playing havoc on her gut, threatening to force a revisit to the burger they’d cooked up before leaving. So much had changed since she’d last exited the gates of her home more than two days ago. Silently, she prayed her brother and Mason were unharmed from the battle, and they would understand her decision.
“Be prepared for a nasty reception when we pull up in this Gregorson SUV,” Kaleb stated from behind her on the backseat.
“Let’s hope they stop long enough to take a hard look before pulling the trigger.” Landry chuckled, but little humor existed beneath the laughter. “After what went down over the last few days, everyone’s going to be skittish as hell.” Landry turned the wheel, and the vehicle veered left onto the paved entrance to their homeland.
This was it. But this time when she crossed over onto KinKaid land, Rosa would be returning as something more. A female bound not to just one male, but two. Many would never accept what they’d done, and her mother and father would sit at the top of that list. But their disapproval wasn’t what had Rosa apprehensive. The only person who truly mattered was her twin.
Their vehicle slowed to a stop in front of the tall closed gate when the ca-ching sound of bullets chambering rang out around them. A team of males dressed in black swarmed the SUV.
Damn.
“Out of the vehicle!” one of the shifters shouted. “Now!”
“Are you blind?” Landry yelled in return, then powered down the window. “It’s me. Michaels. Dalton and I have the alpha�
�s sister.”
“Shit!” The guy shook his head. “Sorry, sir.” He turned toward one of the others who stood closer to the gate. “Open up! It’s Michaels!”
The gate released a click and rolled back. Landry put the vehicle back in gear. “Call ahead and make sure no one else tries to shoot us before we get to the main house.”
“Yes, sir,” the dark-haired male nodded. “Glad to see you’re safe, Ms. Rosa,” he added. “I’m sorry if we frightened you.”
“You were just doing your job,” she called out from the passenger side. “No apologies necessary.”
He smiled and trotted off toward the gatehouse as Landry pulled forward and onto the grounds.
A couple of minutes into the drive, silence hung like crackling static electricity in the air. Each one of the trio a little too tense to open their mouths and touch on the subject that had them all on edge. What else had happened between the packs while they were away? How many of their own had lost their lives? And most importantly, was Arick still alive?
Too soon and yet not nearly quick enough, Landry had the Gregorson SUV tucked into a spot in front of the KinKaid mansion. Before Rosa could close the passenger door, Evin roared up on his Ninja with Mason. Her brother yanked his helmet off and tossed it to the pavement as Mason dismounted.
“I’m so damn glad to see you.” Her brother grinned, his dark hair wild around his face.
“I’ve never been happier to see you too.” Rosa flung her arms around her twin.
Evin enveloped her, holding her tight. Her brother had been through so much these last few years: his fight with their father over his sexuality and position as alpha, then nearly losing Mason, and now her kidnapping which had resulted in a war being raged. It killed Rosa to have been responsible for adding to his stress.
Evin leaned back, his eyelids narrowed as his nostrils flared. The alpha’s gaze flicked to the two males rounding the vehicle.
Shit.
“Rosa!” Mason pulled her into an embrace. “So great to have you home.” His hold relaxed, and he cupped her cheeks. “Are you feeling okay?”