Logan gripped her hips and guided her back down, hoping that he could hold out until she came. Her pussy pulled at him, the muscles rippling over his shaft. He felt the scrape of her teeth on his chest. The sensual abrasion sent heat arrowing straight to his cock.
They rocked into her. Their movements gaining more force with each plunge into her tight body. When her inner muscles clenched around his cock, he lost the last shred of his control. He pumped up into her. He heard her cry out.
Her body shook, and her hands clutched at him. When her teeth sank into his chest, he thrust up. His orgasm tore through him. Fierce pleasure raged so intense that black spots flashed in front of his eyes. He pulled her to him, holding on as the sensation left him shaking and weak.
Tony shouted his pleasure. When Tony ground down against her, Chloe’s body pressed against his. He savored the pleasure and the warm weight of her body.
He’d rather not move, but they had to. She wanted to talk. They’d have more hot sex, not talk, if they stayed like this. Not a bad thing, but he’d seen the intensity in her eyes.
He had no doubt about her feelings, but he did wonder what had prompted the extra sexy clothing and planned night of seduction and revelation. Something was important to her. Now that they’d burned off the initial surge of hunger, he needed to hear what she had to say.
Tony drew back. He left the bed, going into the bathroom. Logan heard the water. He knew Tony took the time to clean himself and grab a cloth to wash Chloe.
Logan held onto her when she would have eased off of him. He’d put her on the bed once Tony had finished. Tony returned and wiped her clean.
While Tony left the bed again to stow the rag in a hamper, Logan put Chloe on the bed beside him. He brushed her hair out of her face.
“Now, baby, what did you wish to talk about?” Tony slid onto the bed and reached over to touch her shoulder.
“I wanted to give you a night to remember.” She smiled. “Something we could smile and look back on.”
Jason reached over clasped her hand. “I will remember tonight. That sexy outfit is burned into my head and will torment me at the most inopportune times.”
Logan had to agree with that. The stockings and the way her breasts had pushed up from that top sent a surge of desire through him. He closed his eyes and tried to wrench his focus back to what she needed to say.
“When they took Jase, it focused my attention. Before that, I delighted in the pleasure of sex and being with you. The drama of the attacks kept me from discovering what I felt about you or the relationship.” She drew in a deep breath. “Damn, that day made me realize what I had to lose.”
“We’ve had a couple days like that ourselves.” Tony rubbed at her shoulder. “It centers the attention. I knew that I’d fight to keep you safe.”
She leaned into Tony and took a deep breath before straightening. “I knew we were connected, that we belonged together after I’d changed into a bear. There was so much more.”
Logan leaned close and placed a kiss on her lips. “Yes, there is. We hadn’t said anything about our feelings either, baby. We didn’t want to put pressure on you. We have time.”
“I love you. All three of you. I don’t know what I’d do if I lost one of you. The thought of losing Jase ripped at my heart that day.” She bit her lip.
Logan could see the shimmer of tears in her eyes. He wrapped an arm around her, hoping to reassure her.
“Chloe, we’ll survive together. We love you and have for quite a while. We can’t know the future. All we can do is work to build a good life. We’ll have that if we don’t give up. Are you ready to start, baby?” Jason framed her face with his hands.
“I do love you, sweet Chloe.” Tony smiled, leaning close to her.
“You know I love you, too, baby. We’re in this together. Now what’s next on this memorable night you have planned?” Logan let his fingers trail under her breast.
“Well, we eat before our food burns and then we come back here to the bedroom. I don’t plan on getting much sleep tonight. If you three need it, you should make some coffee.” She lifted her eyes.
Logan saw the teasing challenge and the love there. He welcomed the dare. They’d see who slept first. He wanted a lifetime of nights like this.
Epilogue
Chloe slid into the deep red booth at the Wild Beat. Time for a girl’s night out. Well, not really out since they were at Tony’s bar, but it would be good to connect with her friends again. It had been a busy few months since the men who attacked Jason were caught.
She looked around expecting Dixie, Shonna, and Leslie to show up at any moment. She was a little late because she’d stopped at the restaurant to say “hi” to Tony. He, Jason, or Logan would come by later. Maybe all of them, but until then she had a chance to catch up with her friends.
Logan, Tony, and Jason continued to be protective. Chloe went where she wanted, but she was careful. Nothing had happened in the last weeks, but Jason and Logan thought something would happen in the next few months.
“Hey, girl!” Dixie strolled over to the table.
Chloe rose to give her friend a hug. She looked behind Dixie. She saw Shonna and Leslie striding across the club. Dixie slid into the booth and scooted around to give the other two room to sit down.
“Left them behind again, did you?” Chloe shook her head. Shonna and Les were going to get her back for that.
“They were already near the front of the line. They had to wait like a minute longer than I did.” Dixie grinned.
“For which you will pay, but not tonight. Gah, I’ve had a sucky week and don’t need more piled on.” Leslie slid into the seat and scooted over. “I need a drink now.”
Chloe raised her hand. A waitress hurried over to her. There were perks to being the owner’s mate and she definitely enjoyed them. They placed their order. Chloe asked for her usual. It had changed in the last weeks, but all of the waitresses knew it. Tony made sure of it.
“So, what’s happened this week?” Chloe looked over at Leslie.
“A fucking man-whore ruined my week.” Leslie’s eyes narrowed.
Chloe thought she saw a flash of gold in her friend’s eyes, meaning the cat was very close. She had no idea what had her friend so upset. The only thing that popped into her mind was Stan.
“Did Stan cheat?” Chloe asked.
“No, our relationship wasn’t that formal. If he wanted to date someone else, all he’d have had to do was call me and say that he found someone else. No harm done.” Leslie shook her head.
“So who’s the man-whore? Someone you work with?” Dixie leaned forward and stared at their friend.
“Not someone I work with. Chloe, you’ve got to promise not to say anything about this to Logan, Tony, or Jason.” Leslie remained silent as she stared at Chloe.
Chloe sighed. “I have no idea why you’d think I’d tell any of those men your business. You have my word. I won’t tell them anything about it. Who’s the man who’s made you so mad?”
“Yes, it is my business, but they’re friends with the man who can’t say no.” Leslie shook her head. “The man who’s also my mate. Well, one of them, because I know he has close brothers.”
“Damn, how much of a— How do you know he’s that bad?” Chloe cut herself off before saying the word man-whore because she thought it might set her friend off again. She’d really like to calm her down.
“The man takes a different woman home three or four times a week. The night I recognized him he took a woman home. Is it so much to ask that a man know how to show a little commitment and selectiveness?” Leslie threw up her hands. When the waitress brought their drinks, Leslie took the glass, downed it, and then ordered another before the woman walked away.
“No, it’s not too much to ask. So he didn’t catch your scent.” Dixie frowned. “What are you going to do?”
“Wait. I am not letting him discover it until he’s can go at least a week without bringing home new women. As it is, I’
m pretty sure we’ll have to live at my house, because I don’t think fumigation covers ‘can’t keep it in his pants.’” Leslie drew in a slow breath.
Chloe laughed. “All right, who is he so I can try to make sure you avoid him when you’re with me?”
“John Dark.” Leslie glowered.
“Oh my god, you’re going to be with the chief of police. I wonder if he busts those cuffs out every night. You have to tell us when you become his steady badge bunny—um, kitty.” Dixie grinned.
“Kind of demanding there, Dixie.” Chloe was so glad that the eww factor held Dixie back from asking her that kind of embarrassing question. She’d bet that when Leslie did get involved with John Dark that Dixie asked that question in public.
“Well, she can suck on those demands, because if we ever get that far, it’s my business.” Leslie grinned, not at all affronted. “Heads up, males coming our way.”
Chloe looked over and saw Logan, Jason, and Tony striding toward them. She smiled. She hadn’t expected to see them this soon. Tony had been at work and Logan and Jase said they planned to work out.
“Hi, baby, we thought we’d join you. Do you mind?” Jase asked. He pulled her to Chloe feet.
Dixie, Shonna, and Leslie made as much room as they could. Tony slid into the booth, and Jason took the seat next to him. He pulled her onto his lap. Logan pulled up a chair.
“No, we don’t mind.” Leslie smiled.
Chloe knew she wanted to stop talking about the chief. She couldn’t blame her. She’d be ticked, too.
“Good, because if you did, we might make off with her.” Logan put his hand on Chloe’s thigh.
“I see that you four are still in the first blush of mating, but how have things gone so far?” Leslie asked.
“I have an office now, with a lock, but it would be pretty worthless against these three.” Chloe patted Jase’s hand where it rested on her abdomen.
“That’s because we need to be able to get in the room.” Jason dropped a kiss her neck.
Chloe savored the warmth of his body. “We’ve also begun to redecorate a couple rooms of the house.”
“Oh my God.” Shonna drew out the words and her eyes grew big.
“What?” Chloe asked because Shonna was staring at her.
“Are you pregnant?” Shonna leaned forward.
Chloe chuckled. “Not yet.”
“Are you trying to get pregnant?” Dixie asked.
“We’ve stopped taking precautions. The formal mating ceremony will be in two months.” Chloe shrugged, trying to act far more casual than she felt. She wanted to bounce up, go hug her friends, and begin planning.
Dixie squealed and drummed her hands on the table. “We’ve got to go shopping. We’ll need dresses for the mating ceremony and I’ll need to begin looking for toys for my future cousins.”
Chloe winced at the high-pitched noise. “Dress shopping we can do. I was thinking maybe next Saturday if we can all get together.”
Leslie’s eyes locked on Chloe’s drink. “That better be nonalcoholic. Can’t have my honorary niece or nephew under the influence.”
“I’ve been strictly nonalcoholic for over a week. This is strawberry lemonade blended with ice.” Chloe knew she was probably going a little overboard, but she wanted to do this right.
“What colors did you choose? No wonder you’re glowing. You’ve got so much to be happy about.” Shonna reached over and covered Chloe’s hand.
Chloe nodded. So very much to be happy about. Her three men adored her. She loved them more every day. “Purple and silver.”
Even the mating ceremony added to her happiness. Logan and Tony had first brought it up as a way to publicly seal their relationship. She hadn’t been sure she wanted it at first, but as she thought about it, the idea of the ceremony grew more attractive. She wanted that celebration.
It wouldn’t make her feel more married to them. They belonged together and she knew that in her heart. She wanted that special day with them, the dress, and her friends around her.
Chloe had everything she could want at the moment. Her friends, her work, and the men she loved. She was ready to live and build their family. They might face trouble in the future, but as long as she had them, she was ready to take it on.
THE END
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Rebecca Airies has always loved to read. Futuristic, the classics, mystery, horror and of course romance from sweet to extra spicy--the genre doesn’t matter as long as the stories capture her interest and take her on an adventure. She soon discovered a love for writing and characters just waiting to tell their stories. Since that time, writing has become an obsession.
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