SizzlingInsanity

by Lorna Jean Roberts

  Sam ran his fingers over the diary reverently. “A daughter. I’d given up on ever having a family, you know. I tried to date other women, even thought I’d found one I might marry, but it didn’t work out. I always loved Annabeth.”

  “She was your mate. You mourned her even though you thought she was alive.”

  “Yes, I suppose so. What’s she like, my daughter?”

  Cade grinned. “Fiery, strong, stubborn.”

  Sam snorted. “She sounds like her mother.”

  “She’s also fragile, caring, and smart.”

  Sam cleared his throat. “Do you think she’ll see me?”

  Cade sighed, wishing Connor was here. He was better at this sort of stuff.

  “For years she thought you murdered her mother. Her uncle raised her to hate you. But she knows the truth now.”

  “She doesn’t know me though. I’m a stranger, one she has hated for years. Part of me says I need to give her time, the other part wants to rush out and find her. To make sure she’s all right, that she has everything she needs. God, I’ve never met her and yet I feel this connection to her.” Sam looked at him. “I can’t believe she was here, right under my roof.”

  Before he’d given him the diary, Cade had told him everything, including how they’d met Shelby and that he and Connor were mated to her.

  “So what happens next?”

  “I need to get over to her cousins’ house. Connor is with her at the moment.”

  Sam frowned. “Is that where you’re going to stay? The three of you?”

  “For the moment we’ll do whatever Shelby wants. But we may need to find you some new protection.”

  Sam nodded. “I understand. I hope that one day she allows me to be close, but at least I know the two of you will protect and take care of her.”

  “Always,” Cade promised.

  *

  Cade found them in the barn. He climbed into the loft area to find they’d dragged a mattress, blankets, and a battery-powered light up into the area.

  “Now that’s a delightful sight,” he said, his gaze drawn to the bare buttocks before him. He dropped the small suitcase of clothes and toiletries he’d brought with him.

  Shelby was on her knees, her mouth wrapped around Connor’s dick.

  She tried to move, but Connor grabbed hold of her shoulders, keeping her trapped.

  “I didn’t give you permission to move, trouble,” he ordered in a gruff voice.

  Cade stripped off as he moved toward them, folding his clothes hastily before kneeling on the mattress beside them.

  “She was worrying about things,” Connor said to him. “I decided this was the best way to keep her occupied.”

  “I might be able to help with that.” Cade walked over to the bag he’d brought with him. Reaching in, he drew out a tube of lube.

  Moving back, he knelt behind Shelby and placed the lube on the mattress beside him.

  “Widen your legs, darlin’. Don’t stop sucking on Connor though,” he warned.

  With a low whimper, she drew her knees apart. Perfect.

  He cupped her mound, her pussy fitting just right against his palm. He ran a finger through her folds.

  “Nice and wet. She’s enjoying herself.”

  Pushing her ass cheeks apart, Cade painted her asshole with her moisture. She stiffened and he ran his free hand over her ass.

  “Easy, stay relaxed for me.”

  He waited until the tension had drifted from her muscles to part her cheeks once more dipping his head down to rim her asshole with his tongue.

  “Cade, no!” she cried out, wriggling as she attempted to fight their hold on her.

  Cade leaned back and gave her five sharp swats to her ass.

  “Did I say you could stop sucking Connor?”

  He rubbed the slight heat into her buttocks. “I’m in charge of this body right now, Shelby, not you.”

  “But-but that’s not sanitary.”

  Connor snorted. “Sex isn’t supposed to be sanitary, trouble. It’s dirty, nasty, and hot. Now relax and let Cade have a bit of fun. Give it a chance. If you still don’t like it then he’ll stop.”

  He sent Cade a firm look as he went to protest that statement. Well, of course he’d stop if she didn’t like it, but from the smell of her arousal, she liked what he’d been doing just fine.

  Shelby let out a long breath, taking Connor back into her mouth. Cade ran his hands up and down her ass cheeks until she’d relaxed. Then he parted her ass cheeks once more and took a long lick from the bottom of her slit to the top. He did this three more times before returning his tongue to her asshole, circling it a few times. He dropped one hand down so he could push two fingers deep inside her pussy.

  Oh yes, she liked what he was doing. She just didn’t think she should.

  He grabbed the lube and poured it over two of his fingers. He slowly drove first one finger then two into her tight hole.

  Connor let out a loud grunt. “Christ, I can’t last that much longer. Her mouth is fucking amazing.”

  Cade grinned. “So is this ass.”

  Shelby let out a small whimper filled with need. Damn, she was perfect for them. Their mate.

  “That’s it. Such a good girl.” He gave her butt a soft pat, grinning as she growled.

  He continued to toy with her asshole as he used the fingers of his other hand to play with her clit, flicking it, squeezing it lightly until her breath was coming in sharp pants.

  “I’m coming,” Connor called out before letting out a low moan, his eyes closing.

  As soon as Shelby pulled back from Connor’s cock, Cade had her on her back, her legs hooked over his arms as he drove his cock deep inside her.

  “Oh yeah,” he said with satisfaction. She was so tight, so warm. He rested for a moment, sucking in breath after breath. Christ, he’d nearly come just from one small thrust.

  Shelby wriggled beneath him.

  “Stay still, sweetheart,” he told her.

  “I can’t. I need more.”

  “I’m getting there. Just give me a moment.”

  Connor chuckled, lying down beside them. He rolled onto his side and plucked at Shelby’s nipple. “What’s wrong, brother? No control?”

  “Fuck you,” Cade said through gritted teeth. The need to orgasm was a writhing, furious beast inside him.

  He pulled back and drove forward, moving faster, harder, unable to slow himself down. There was no finesse about how he took her, but from the way she panted beneath him, her muscles squeezing him tight, he figured she wasn’t about to complain.

  Slipping a hand between them, he found her clit and flicked it a few times.

  “Come with me, baby. Come with me.”

  One thrust, two and he came, his muscles contracting, his balls so tight it bordered on pain as he emptied himself inside her. She rippled around him, adding to his pleasure as she came.

  Cade collapsed forward, his skin slick with sweat. He barely had the energy to roll over to his side so he didn’t squash her.

  “Fuck me,” he muttered.

  “I can’t,” she groaned. “You’ve worn me out. I won’t be able to move for a month.”

  Connor chuckled and, leaning over, gave her a kiss. “Guess it’s up to me to look after the two of you then. I’ll go get us some supper and something to clean up with.”

  He stood and grabbing some clothes, quickly dressed before disappearing down the ladder.

  “How come we’re up here again?” Cade asked, rolling onto his back and pulling her against him so her head rested on his chest.

  “I didn’t feel comfortable sleeping together in my cousins’ house.”

  “It’s your house too,” he pointed out. “Besides, they’re at work, aren’t they?”

  “Yes, but it still made me feel awkward.”

  She ran her fingers over his chest, drawing little patterns.

  Cade rolled them so she was lying on her back. He leaned up on his side, staring down at her.

>   “I hope you’re not disappointed.”

  Shelby frowned. “About what?”

  “Having me for a mate. I know I’m not ideal mate material. I’m socially inept, I say things I shouldn’t, I—”

  She placed her hand over his mouth, frowning at him fiercely.

  “You say one more bad thing about yourself Cade, I’m going to spank your ass until you can’t sit down, understand me?”

  He gently removed her hand, amusement and relief filling him.

  “Is that so?”

  “Yes. I will not tolerate anyone talking down about the man I love.”

  Leaning down, he kissed her. “I love you too.” He nipped her lower lip. “But the only person getting spanked around here is you.”

  She stuck her tongue out at him and he took that as invitation to kiss her. When he pulled back, her eyes were glazed, her cheeks flushed.

  He lay back and cuddled her in close.

  “Sam read the diary?” she asked in a quiet voice.

  “Yes.”

  “How was he?”

  “Upset. Mad at himself.”

  She leaned up on her elbow to look down at him. “It wasn’t his fault.”

  “No, but he blames himself for not going after Annabeth, for not doing more to find her, for not protecting her better. I’d feel the same way if it were me.”

  She sighed and he tugged her back down to lie beside him.

  “He wants to see you.”

  She stiffened then nodded, relaxing once more. “I’m not ready for that yet.”

  “You know that you’re both the victims here.”

  “I know,” she said defensively. “But I’ve spent so long thinking of him as the bad guy that I can’t just turn around and welcome him with open arms right away.”

  “Shh,” he told her, running his hand down her back. “Nobody expects that. He knows you’ll need time. Just know that when you’re ready, he’ll be there.”

  “Cade, come get this stuff,” Connor called out, interrupting them.

  Cade moved to the ladder then reached down and grabbed the tray of food Connor held up. He placed the tray on the mattress as Connor climbed the stairs behind him.

  “Man, I’m starved,” Connor said, sitting. He looked at them both. “What’s wrong?”

  Shelby sat up but kept her gaze on her lap. “We were just talking about Sam. He wants to see me.”

  “Of course he does. But you can take all the time you need. No one is going to push you into anything before you’re ready.”

  She glanced up, sending Connor a small smile.

  “Now, lie back and part your legs, I’ll clean you up.”

  Her gaze widened as she took in the washcloth he held. “Ahh, I can do that.”

  Connor grinned. “I know. But I want to.”

  Cade watched as she rolled her eyes, a blush covering her cheeks. But she lay back and let Connor take care of her. He grabbed one of the other washcloths Connor had brought up and cleaned himself up.

  When Connor was done, he stripped then drew Shelby up to sit on his lap and they took turns feeding her, ignoring her protests. There was something deeply satisfying about feeding his mate, providing for her.

  “We’ll need to find someone to take over Sam’s protection,” Connor said as they lounged on the blankets, Shelby between them. She lay with her head on Cade’s chest and Connor spooned her from behind.

  “Why?” Shelby asked.

  Connor and Cade shared a glance. Cade ran his hand through her hair.

  “What do you mean why?” Cade asked.

  “This is your job, I don’t expect you to quit just because I’m not ready to meet him. I mean, if he’d been the one to murder my mother then we’d have a problem. But there’s no reason to give up your job.”

  “We live at the house, trouble. I think you’ll run into him if we stay.”

  “I wasn’t saying I was going to move in. I thought I could stay here and you two could come visit.”

  Both men shook their heads.

  “No way,” Cade said. “You’re our mate, we live with you.”

  She bit her lip, looking so cute as she thought things through. “Well, then, couldn’t you live here and work there?”

  Cade looked over at Connor.

  “I suppose it could work,” Connor said. “It’s not ideal.”

  “I want you guys to keep protecting him,” she said. “There are some real quacks out there, especially at the moment. I may not be ready to meet him, I don’t know how long that will take, but when I am ready I want to make sure he’s in one piece. Please?”

  She looked up at him then turned to look at Connor.

  Connor leaned in and kissed her then Cade did the same.

  “Okay, baby. For you,” Cade said.

  Epilogue

  Four months later

  Shelby walked through her house. Hers. She could scarcely believe that she was getting a home of her own.

  So much had happened since she’d been caught by Connor. She’d found her mates, learned that she’d blamed the wrong man all her life for her mother’s death, been kicked out of a pack, and found one of her own.

  Cade and Connor had practically moved in with her and her cousins after they’d mated, something that hadn’t been at all practical. The house had been bulging at the seams. But they’d refused to leave her and she hadn’t been ready to meet Sam, let alone move into his house.

  Cade and Connor had split their time between her and protecting Garrison. That was before Jack had found out what was going on. As soon as he’d discovered she’d mated someone from outside the pack, he’d kicked her out. Her cousins had been fighting mad, not to mention Cade and Connor. But Shelby reckoned it couldn’t have worked out better. They’d found a large block of land for sale about forty miles away. It was mostly forest, but some of it had been cleared. Connor and Cade had bought it immediately and started building a house for the three of them. Until it was ready, they were staying in a motel.

  Her cousins and the rest of Cade and Connor’s team were doing the same. They were forging their own pack. One that accepted her, despite her blood.

  It wouldn’t take long for the house to be finished. Cade and Connor would get a shock when they saw how much work had been done over the last few weeks.

  They’d only learned the week before that the Werewolf Registration Bill had failed to get passed after much debate. Frankly, she was surprised it had happened so quickly—she’d expected it to take years. But the unrest across the country had probably pushed things along.

  Cade and Connor had been in Washington with Sam for the last few weeks. They didn’t like being away from her at the same time. But she’d insisted they both go. Sam needed them.

  Over the last few months she’d come to terms with the fact that Sam wasn’t her mother’s killer. She hadn’t met him yet. At first she hadn’t been ready. Then he’d been away.

  Soon though.

  She smiled as she heard a car pull up. Two doors slammed.

  “Shelby!” a loud voice called out.

  Turning, she ran out the front door and leaped from the top step into Connor’s waiting arms. He grasped her tight, pulling her against him. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he kissed her fiercely.

  “God I missed you,” he whispered.

  “Me too.”

  “Give her to me,” Cade grumbled. He reached over and plucked her from Connor’s grasp. His kiss curled her toes and her nipples hardened in arousal. He drew his mouth back then gave her a sharp slap on her butt.

  “Hey, what was that for?”

  “No jumping from the top of the steps,” he growled. “What if you’d tripped and fallen?”

  She rolled her eyes. “I’m a werewolf, remember? I don’t think I was in any danger of hurting myself.”

  “Nevertheless, you won’t be doing it again.”

  Cade’s overprotectiveness was something she’d come up against a few times since they’d been mated.
Luckily, Connor was usually the voice of reason, evening him out.

  Usually.

  There had been a few times when they’d both taken exception to something she’d done and she’d often ended up experiencing their discipline.

  Not that she was really complaining.

  Connor stepped up behind her, surrounding her in their heat. He leaned in and nibbled on her neck. Shelby tipped her head to one side, sighing in pleasure.

  “Don’t you want to see the house?” she asked as Connor slipped his hands around her body and cupped her breasts.

  “Hmm, I can think of other things I want to see first.”

  Connor stripped off her T-shirt.

  “Connor! Anyone could come along.”

  Each house had been spaced far enough apart so they wouldn’t be living on top of one another. But that didn’t mean someone wouldn’t stop by.

  She wriggled, trying to get free.

  Whack! A smack landed on her thigh and Cade gave her a stern look that had her insides shivering.

  “Stay still,” he ordered.

  She froze as Connor undid the back clasp of her bra and slid it off her arms. He pulled her back so she was resting her shoulders against his chest. Cade leaned in and took one nipple into his mouth, sucking strongly.

  “Oh,” she groaned as the pressure built inside her. Connor pinched her other nipple lightly.

  “Have you missed us, trouble?” Connor whispered in her ear.

  “Yes.” She closed her eyes, resting back in their embrace as arousal washed over her.

  “Have you been dreaming about us, thinking about us?”

  “Yes. Yes.”

  God, she wished they’d stop playing around and just lay her out on the ground and fuck her.

  “And did you touch yourself while you were dreaming about us?” Connor asked.

  It had been tempting, so tempting.

  “No,” she told them honestly. They’d forbidden her from touching herself unless they commanded it. And there had been a few spicy Skype calls made where they’d done just that.

  “Good girl, I think that deserves a reward, don’t you, Cade?”

  “I think I need to fuck her. Now.”

  Connor snorted and took a step back. “Oh, I totally agree.”