Shelly's Forbidden Mates [Beckett's Wolf Pack, Triad Mates 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

by Lynette Bernard

  Don’t worry, Eli, Shelly whispered in his mind. I feel so good I could cry.

  Max gathered Shelly in his arms and hugged her gently. “Baby, please don’t cry,” he whispered, kissing her temple lightly.

  “They would be happy tears, Max,” she told him as she turned to face him. She reached up and carded her fingers through his dark hair, tugging on the short strands lightly. “You’re such a sexy beast. You know that, don’t you?”

  Max couldn’t contain the laugh that burst from him. “I’ve never thought of myself in that way, baby,” he admitted. “I’ve been called a beast, but never a sexy beast.”

  “Who called you a beast?” Shelly asked angrily.

  Max’s laughter ended in an instant. To think about the horrible things that he had done under the order of Alpha Randall made his stomach clench with disgust and shame. How could he ever atone for the cruelty that he had committed against innocent members of Randall’s pack?

  Shelly searched Max’s soul for his feelings, glad that her omega abilities were strong with him and Eli. She saw the pain. She saw the shame. She saw the regret and the sorrow that both of her men had about the lives that they had been forced to live under Alpha Randall’s rule.

  Don’t, Shelly said softly, her gentle voice wafting through Max’s and Eli’s minds. You’re both good men. You did what you had to do in order to survive. You had to enforce his rules, but you did not act with cruelty. I’ve seen it.

  “You’ve seen it?” Max asked, horrified that Shelly was witness to the many acts that he and Eli had been forced to complete in their job as enforcers for Randall’s pack.

  “I have,” Shelly whispered. “I know that what you did was against everything that you believe in. I also know that you refused to hurt people when Randall ordered you to.”

  Eli slid up Shelly’s body and wrapped himself around the warmth of their woman. Max did the same. Neither man could look her in the eye. She had seen their lives. She had seen the deeds that they had committed that still haunted them.

  “I’ve also seen how you’ve been beaten because you took the punishment that Randall wanted you to inflict upon others,” Shelly said as she ran her hands along her men’s backs, feeling every puckered scar that littered their bodies. “You must have suffered so much.” Her voice was whisper-soft as she spoke. She ached for every moment of pain and torture that her sweet wolves had suffered. “You’re good men. You’re good wolves. You’re my wolves.”

  Neither man could speak. Knowing that their life of cruelty was behind them made them dare to believe that their future would be filled with hope and happiness. Their parents would be safe as members of Jace Beckett’s pack. Shelly would be safe, as well. They would be able to live the life of a happily mated triad without fear.

  “Don’t allow Randall to ruin what we have,” Shelly told them softly. “What you did, you had to do. But what you did was done with care and concern for the people you were sent to hurt.” She turned her head and kissed Max’s lips gently then turned and did the same to Eli. “That life is no longer yours. Here, in this pack, you’re going to be carpenters. You’re going to build things that will give joy to the members of our pack family. You’re going to help me go to school and get my degree. You’re going to make beautiful babies for me to carry. Our sweet Allie will be first. Matty will be second. Luke will be third. I would also like a fourth and a fifth, if that’s okay with you guys. If you want more pups, I’m sure I can accommodate you.”

  Max sighed with relief. Eli laughed softly against Shelly’s temple. Both men were calmed by the love that she had for them. They didn’t know if it was her omega abilities that calmed them so thoroughly, or if it was the pure love that she had for them. Whatever the reason, it was a good feeling.

  “Baby, you’re the best,” Max whispered, kissing his mating mark on Shelly’s left shoulder.

  “And you’re ours,” Eli added, opening his mouth and biting down on his mating mark on her right shoulder.

  Shelly groaned at the possessive show of their gentle dominance. She loved how they held her still by exerting pressure with their teeth over their claiming marks. Every nerve ending fired within her, and she was filled with the bright light of their love.

  “Before you get too wrapped up in loving me, I need you to get the salve from the bedside table and take care of me,” she told them, sighing softly as she heard their soft laughter. “I can’t make love with you again until you do.”

  Eli reached for the glass jar and handed it to Max. Between the two of them, they were able to unscrew the lid and dip their fingers into the salve. As they pressed into Shelly’s channel and spread the salve with loving touches, they knew one very important thing.

  Life with Shelly was perfect.

  Chapter 19

  Shelly opened her eyes slowly. The bedroom was illuminated with bright morning sunlight. She lifted her head and realized that she was lying on top of Max, her head nestled in the crook of his neck. He was snoring softly. He was absolutely adorable.

  She tried to move off of him, but his arms tightened around her and his eyes opened immediately. She stared into the hazel beauty of his eyes and smiled softly.

  “Good morning, Mate,” she whispered.

  “Good morning, Mate,” Max whispered back.

  “How did I end up on top of you?”

  “Don’t know. Don’t care. Where you are is perfect, baby.”

  Shelly laughed softly, spreading her legs and moving slowly so that Max’s hard shaft brushed against her intimately. Max’s responding groan and the way his eyes flashed golden told her that her man was pleased by the position.

  “Where’s Eli?” she whispered as she reached down and took hold of Max’s hard shaft and angled it toward her body. Slowly easing down, she took him inside of her easily, sighing at the beauty of the connection.

  “He got up to make breakfast,” Max said, gripping Shelly’s hips and holding her still until her body could adjust to his cock filling her. “You feel so good, baby.”

  Shelly laughed softly, the laugh quickly morphing into a groan of pleasure as she sat up and placed her hands on Max’s strong chest to steady herself. The new position made Max’s thick cock graze the spot inside of her that made her gasp with pleasure.

  She began to rock slowly, closing her eyes and enjoying the feel of her man deep inside of her. The pleasure that filled her was so intense, she could barely breathe.

  A low, rumbling growl sounded from behind them. Shelly could scent Eli. She could also scent the arousal of her sweet wolf. Reaching her hand behind her, she beckoned to him.

  “Eli, I need you, too,” she said softly, her wolf prancing with happiness at the thought of joining with the two of them again.

  Shelly was glad that her wolf was happy. She was even more relieved that her wolf was calm. She didn’t feel anxious or out of control to mate this time. Eli had been right. Now that she was claimed, the urgency in her wolf had abated.

  Eli set down the tray of food that he had prepared for them on the wide dresser with the etched mirror, covering it with the dishtowel. It would have to wait for later. He had a mate to take care of.

  Walking over to the bed, he knelt behind Shelly and kissed her neck softly. “You look like you’re having fun, sweetheart,” he teased her.

  “I am,” Shelly agreed, laughing gently. “What about you, Max? Are you having fun?”

  Max’s wide grin was her answer. She leaned forward and slid her hands behind his neck, holding him gently as she kissed him thoroughly. She growled softly against his mouth as Max slipped his tongue inside her mouth and swept it possessively. Sucking on his tongue, she realized that she loved feeling possessed.

  You’re ours, baby, Max’s voice whispered in her mind.

  I am, she agreed. Eli, I need you inside of me.

  “I don’t think that’s a good idea, sweetheart,” Eli said gently. “You’re already sore from our mating.”

  Shelly reached behind
her and spread the cheeks of her ass. Eli watched in fascination as she circled the puckered star of her rectum. Her hips continued to undulate as she caressed the sensitive nerve endings there.

  Take me here, Eli, she told him firmly.

  “Sweetheart, are you sure?” Eli asked, shocked by this turn of events.

  Max growled beneath her, the intimate picture in his head very clear as Eli projected what he was seeing. We’ve got a needy mate, Eli, he said with pleasure. Don’t deny her.

  “I wouldn’t think of it,” Eli said after a moment.

  Grabbing for the bottle of lube that they had placed on the bedside table earlier, he snapped open the cap and poured a long line of fluid along the crack of Shelly’s sweet ass. He rubbed the liquid around her back hole, pressing in deep with his thumb and filling her with the slick that would ease his passage inside of her. He continued to add more lube, rubbing the sensitive muscles and growling softly when he saw them winking at him as Shelly pushed to open for him.

  Pressing one finger in slowly, he growled as her body swallowed him up. He felt the warmth of her body surrounding his finger and was glad for the slickness of the lube as it eased his way inside of her. Adding another finger and more lube, he pressed deep, loving how her body easily accepted and welcomed him. When he had successfully pressed four fingers deep and Shelly’s back hole was dripping with lube, he slicked up his cock and guided it to their mate’s sweet star. Pushing slowly, he seated himself deep in one long glide.

  Shelly moaned. Max gasped. Eli nearly lost his mind. To be so connected was wonderful. He leaned forward and rested against Shelly’s back, careful not to move until she was ready.

  “Okay, sweetheart?” he asked, unable to speak more than those two words.

  “I’m good,” she said, laughing softly. “What about you, Max? Are you good?”

  Max’s only answer was a deep growl as he fought to keep himself under control. It felt incredible. Shelly’s body was made to love them. She was sweet and kind. She was gentle and loving. And she was a beautiful and adventurous lover.

  “I think we’re all good, Eli,” Shelly said softly, the humor evident in her voice. “How about you start moving, honey?”

  Eli smiled at the term of endearment. He liked that she called him something so loving. The way that it fell naturally from her lips made him feel warm and accepted.

  He began moving, slowly at first, working in tandem with Max. As he pushed in, Max pulled out. When Max pushed in, Eli pulled out. Between the two of them, they were determined to give Shelly every pleasure that they could. Their woman deserved the best in life and the best in love.

  As new as their relationship was, it was wondrous to Shelly that she fit so well with Max and Eli. Their personalities meshed with hers perfectly. Their feelings were easily felt and understood. Their touch was gentle and caring. They loved her deep within their souls—just as she loved them. She couldn’t imagine a more perfect triad.

  All thoughts were pushed from her mind as her men started to speed up their movements. Shelly couldn’t help but groan at the constant pings of pleasure that raced through her. Never in her wildest imagination had she thought through this type of loving, but she had to admit to herself that she was a big fan of it.

  “Shelly,” Eli groaned as her body clamped down on his cock and kept him still for just a moment. He could hear Max panting below their mate and knew that his triad partner was doing his best to hold back.

  Max gripped Shelly’s hips, holding her in place as he surged up inside of her, unable to stop himself from loving her as hard and as fast as he did. He felt Shelly gripping his shoulders and had a moment of worry.

  “Baby?” he groaned out.

  Before he could ascertain that she wasn’t being hurt, she bit into the muscle of his chest and claimed him once again. His body exploded with pleasure. Her wolf had taken over, and he loved it. In that instant, the love within him burst hot and white, surrounding the three of them and binding them tightly with the white ribbons of their mating. He felt only one thing. Pure joy.

  Both men found their release in that moment, filling Shelly with their seed and locking inside of her as their cocks knotted and held firm. Each man bit into Shelly’s shoulder directly over their claiming marks, drawing in her sweet blood and making that ultimate connection to their woman. Their wolves growled softly, possessive and happy.

  Shelly licked at Max’s chest, closing the wound from her bite. Her wolf preened happily within her at the claiming. Shelly couldn’t help but laugh at her pretty little pup and enjoyed her show of possession. The sudden irritation of her wolf confused Shelly. Her wolf began pacing and whining with need. Shelly reached back with her right hand and grabbed Eli’s hip, holding him tightly.

  “What’s wrong, sweetheart?” Eli asked at once, covering her hand with his own.

  “I need to claim you again,” Shelly said, her voice tight with need. “My wolf is pacing. She thinks you’ll go away if we don’t.”

  Eli pressed deeper inside of Shelly’s body. “Mate, there’s no way I’m going anywhere for a while,” he told her, laughing softly as he moved his hips slowly and pulled a pleasured groan from their woman.

  “Eli, I need to claim you again just like I claimed Max,” she repeated, the urgency very clear in her voice.

  Eli lay across her back and kissed the nape of her neck gently. “After we take care of you, you can claim me again, sweetheart,” he promised. “Calm down, sweet wolf. You don’t need to worry. I’m here. Max is here.”

  Shelly settled against Max’s shoulder, loving the way both men wrapped themselves around her and held her carefully. She felt herself settling. Her wolf rested her chin on her paws, whining softly. Shelly smiled as she realized that her men’s embrace had given her wolf the reassurance that she needed.

  Love you, my sweet wolves, Shelly whispered in her mates’ minds.

  She felt her men hug her tightly. They didn’t speak, but they didn’t need to. She felt the love in their hearts and the happiness in their souls.

  Chapter 20

  Shelly hummed happily as she took out the chocolate chip cookies from the oven. She quickly slipped the cookies from the cookie sheet to cool on the waiting rack on the counter. She knew her men were going to be happily surprised by the treat. During breakfast that morning, Max had mentioned that he and Eli liked chocolate chip cookies and had promised to bake some for her. He had teased her that they were good in the kitchen, too.

  Shelly had blushed, but had laughed. Her mates were certainly fun. She hadn’t smiled and laughed so much—ever. Now, she had cause to smile all the time. Max was a big softie. He presented himself as a tough, hard person, but Shelly knew that he was that way in order to protect himself and Eli.

  Eli was a deep thinker who was a worrier. He was overprotective and a bit overbearing, at times, but it was obvious that it was his way of coping with the worries that he had of losing his best friend if Randall ever found out that they were triad partners. That worry had now been extended to include her.

  Both men were extremely protective of their parents. They had already arranged with Jace and Jackson for a place for them within their pack. Shelly hadn’t met them yet, but Jace and Jackson had. Jace had arranged for them to live in two log homes that were on the far side of the lake. The homes had been built beside each other and shared a huge backyard. Jace’s father had built the homes for two of his enforcers who had been brothers. When the brothers had formed their triads, the homes had become too small to accommodate their growing families. Each brother had been given an area within pack land to build bigger homes. Those homes had also been built beside each other. Their previous homes had gone uninhabited—until now.

  “What deliciousness do I smell?” Max asked as he walked into the kitchen, wiping the sweat from his face as he came up behind Shelly and rested his chin on her left shoulder. “The cookies smell amazing, too.”

  Shelly turned to face him, unable to keep the twinkl
e from her blue eyes as she looked up at him. When he growled and took her mouth in a quick, hard kiss, she melted against him, wrapping her arms around his waist and holding on as her knees weakened.

  “Baby, you smell so good,” he whispered against her lips.

  “Yeah?” She pulled at the white, ribbed tank top that he wore to bare the claiming mark that she had placed there. She kissed it lovingly, resting her cheek against the strength and warmth of his chest. “You smell pretty good yourself, Maxwell.”

  “Maxwell? Only my mother calls me that when I’m in trouble,” he told her, laughing softly. “Am I in trouble, baby?”

  “Only if you won’t come swimming with me.”

  “You’re going swimming?” he asked, surprised. “Are you going to swim naked?”

  Shelly looked up at him and laughed at the soft growl that escaped him. His usually hazel eyes had turned golden, telling her that his wolf was ready to mate and claim again.

  “Who’s swimming naked?” Eli’s voice came from behind them.

  “Shelly is,” Max answered.

  “I’m not swimming naked,” Shelly insisted, looking around Max and seeing Eli standing in the open doorway that led to the backyard. He was wearing his jeans and was shirtless. She was in awe of the vision he presented.

  “Oh, sweetheart, you would look so beautiful swimming naked,” Eli protested as he walked toward them and stood to Shelly’s right. He reached up and pulled the neck of her red T-shirt aside to look at his claiming mark on her right shoulder, tracing it lightly with the tip of his finger. He smiled when Shelly’s soft moans of pleasure filled the kitchen. “Feel good, Shelly?”

  “You know it does,” Shelly whispered.

  She reached out with her right arm and wrapped it around Eli’s waist to pull him closer. Opening her mouth, she licked at the claiming mark on his chest before biting down on it lightly. She couldn’t help but smile against his heated skin as he did a bit of moaning himself.