by Dizzy Hooper
"I'll call you, promise."
"And there's always--"
Claire's mouth tightens as she catches my meaning. "I'll be just fine."
"But if you need them..."
The neighboring pack of males to the east have taken a certain interest in Claire. They haven't pressured her--my mates have all made sure of that. Dixon, Beau and Adrian are honorable males. They would never do anything she didn't want them to.
But she's skittish around them all the same. I still don't know exactly what happened to her back at my father's compound, but whatever it was, it left her terribly nervous around unbonded males.
If she needs help, though, they're our closest neighbors. They could be here in minutes.
"Just promise me," I beg. "I know you can handle this, but if anything goes wrong..."
Claire sighs. "I'll call you, and I'll call Dixon. I promise."
With that, I deflate. "Okay. Thank you."
"You're welcome. Now go."
Before I can second guess myself any further, I turn away. Grady and Landen both squeeze my hands. Grady pulls open the back door to the Jeep. From the driver's seat, my third mate, Colt, shoots me a look of pure hunger that makes my nipples harden into tight points, my pussy flooding with a fresh wave of arousal.
Colt looks to Grady and Landen. "Everything settled?"
"Yup," Grady says, holding the door for me.
"Then let's get going before she changes her mind."
"I won't," I promise.
"I know," Landen says. He's gone around to the other side. Sliding across the big bench seat, he reaches across the space to pull me down and inside. Even that simple touch heightens the desire in my blood. I twist into him, and he leans forward, sealing his mouth to mine.
The hot taste of him explodes across my tongue. As he kisses me deeply, I succumb to the instinct inside me to connect with my mate. Grady takes advantage of my preoccupation to get me buckled in. The door closes beside me, and he climbs into the passenger seat.
In the back of my mind, I'm aware that we're pulling away. I should turn and look back or wave or something. Leaving my children like this still twinges behind my ribs--like there's a hook embedded there, pulling me back to them.
But I ignore it. Claire has everything under control. Dixon and Beau and Adrian will help her if she needs it.
I need to connect with my mates, and my mates need me.
"Keep her warm back there, all right," Colt urges Landen.
Landen's only reply is a groan. He skates his hand down my body, coming to rest on my breast. He squeezes gently through my clothes, and I arch into his palm. My nipples are still unbearably sensitive, even though I'm finished with nursing.
"Not too warm," Grady warns.
Landen separates from my mouth, twisting his head to the side. "Roger that."
Sparks of pleased possession shoot through me. I understand what Grady is saying.
As my alpha, he has first rights, and he's going to exercise them. Landen may be the one back here with me, touching me and kissing me. But Grady will be the first to breed me.
That's okay. I'm hungry for my mates' cocks, but it's still early in my heat. I can wait.
And there are so many other things two people can do, even in a crowded backseat.
Landen seems entirely aware of that, too.
With Grady and Colt's conditional approval, Landen kisses and sucks his way down my throat. His hot breath in my ear sends shivers of need racing through my veins. He keeps massaging my breast, and it feels so good, but I want more.
With one hand, I reach for the zipper of my hoodie and yank it down. The tank top I'm wearing underneath is low-cut. I shove it as far aside as I can, pushing the cup of my bra with it. Groaning, Landen takes the invitation, getting his hand on all that soft flesh. My nipple screams in delighted agony as he plucks and pulls at it.
Huffing out a warm breath, he kisses lower down my body. He has to squirm, getting on his knees in the seatwell beside me. My mates would never let me drive anywhere without a seatbelt on, but they're more casual with their own safety. I should probably complain about that, or insist he get in his seat.
But Colt is an excellent driver. We're on back roads. No cops are going to pull us over.
And then Landen seals his mouth over my aching nipple, and any thoughts of telling him to move are driven out of my brain.
I moan, threading my fingers in his hair and clutching him close. The hot, wet suction on my tender flesh has me lighting up inside. I spread my legs, my clit pulsing. Even if I weren't on the cusp of my season, Landen knows my body so well. He brings me to the edge of sexual frenzy so easily. The combination of his eager mouth and my own desperate hormones is too much to resist. I lie back, trying to just enjoy his attention for a while.
Finally, I can't take it anymore.
"Please," I breathe, not even sure what I'm asking for. "Please."
"Give the lady what she wants," Grady growls.
I look up, dizzy. My other two mates' scents surround me. In a hundred years, I could never have forgotten them.
And yet it's still a punch of surprise and arousal to look up and find Grady's gaze locked on mine in the rearview mirror.
I moan, the lust inside me deepening. Landen bites down on my breast. He skates his hand down my side.
When his fingers cup my needy pussy, I nearly snap the seatbelt, I arch so hard.
"You're burning up," Landen moans, pulling off my nipple.
I laugh, and even that small shaking of my body does interesting things to my most sensitive nerves. "They call it heat for a reason."
"Damn right they do."
Spreading my legs wide, he plants himself on his knees there in the seatwell. He rises to kiss my mouth, even as he keeps working my pussy and my breast with his hands. I open for him immediately, sucking on his tongue.
We kiss and kiss, but my need is getting harder to ignore.
Grady's earlier warning is a bane on my existence now. It would be uncomfortable and cramped, but I could unzip Landen's jeans right here and right now. He could push inside and fill this empty, aching place inside me. I could shove him over and ride him, let my other mates watch as they drive.
Even thinking about sinking onto his long, hot cock makes the desire in me grow. My season is approaching fast now, and when the true urgency of it hits me, it's going to be crushing.
I rip my mouth away from Landen's. "How long?"
The cabin my mates found for us to hide ourselves away at is on the other side of the county. Landen's kiss is so drugging--I'm not sure if we've passed fifteen minutes or fifty.
"Halfway there," Colt growls.
I glance to find his knuckles white where he's gripping the steering wheel. My womb throbs. His arousal only makes me want him more.
"Drive faster," I tell him.
I return to Landen's mouth with vigor. The scrape of his teeth against my tongue makes me clutch at his body. I tug at his clothes, but they refuse to come off. When I reach for his belt, he stops me.
He pulls away, looking me in the eye.
I whine. His cock is right there. He could be fucking me this very second.
"Screw it," he says.
For a moment, I think I've won and he's finally going to breed me hard and deep and good. His hands at my waistband tug at my leggings. I lift my hips, helping him shove them down. My panties go right along with them. When cool air hits my overheated sex, I gasp, clenching hard around nothingness, desperate for him to push inside and ease this need.
Only, instead of pulling out his cock, he kisses down my body. Over my exposed breasts and my clothed stomach. He has to contort himself, there in the space between the seats, and my mate is tall. When it's clear he can't fit, he sprawls out, his legs in the other seatwell, his body twisted. He grabs my hips and wrenches me to the side, shoving one of my legs across the row of seats and hooking the other over his shoulder.
He looks up at me and licks his lips, and I groan s
o loud I swear it shakes the car.
Landen's face is framed so perfectly by my open thighs, his face flushed, his blond hair a mess from my hands raking through it, his perfect mouth ready and wet. He spreads me even wider.
Then holding my gaze, he leans in.
His hot breath washing over my pussy makes me shudder. He noses all around it, pressing gentle kisses to my inner thighs and the creases where my torso meets my thighs. When he brushes the edges of my opening, I moan and sink lower, pushing into his mouth, begging with my body.
And he doesn't disappoint.
Landen licks a hot stripe along my slit, from the very bottom all the way up to my clit, where he fits his mouth to me and sucks. Hot pleasure shoots through me like lightning. I grab his hair and drag him in.
"Jesus Christ," Colt mutters from the front.
"Eyes on the road," Grady warns him.
I look up and meet my alpha's golden gaze. I shiver, seeing this whole scene through his eyes.
Remembering how much has changed.
When I stumbled onto my mates' lands, driven off the road in a freak blizzard, I was a naive virgin.
Now here I am. Splayed out in the back seat, begging to be bred. My tits are hanging out of my top, my nipples swollen and red, the flesh around them bruised from Landen's mouth and hands. I'm naked from the waist down, my pussy dripping, my legs held open by broad shoulders and hands.
By the body of my perfect mate, who's eating me out like I'm the most delicious thing he's ever tasted.
My gaze swings wildly from Landen to Grady. I'm crashing forward into a sharp edge of pleasure, and I don't know if I can stop it.
"Alpha," I groan, pleading, straining.
"Go on." Grady's eyes flash with lust. "Take what you need from him."
"Need you. Your cock." I whine as Landen circles my clit with his tongue. "Need all of you. I'm so empty."
"Landen..." Grady says, directing my mate to pleasure me more fully.
Immediately, warm fingers glide along my slick gash. Landen slips two long digits inside, and yeah, that helps, but it's not enough. I need more.
"Please..." I gasp.
"Soon," Grady promises. "The instant we get inside that cabin I'm going to give you what you need. I'm going to fuck you so hard and good. Leave you dripping with my seed."
I cry out, my pleasure circling higher as Landen presses another finger inside.
"God, yes--Landen--"
"Gonna fill you up, Jess. All three of us. You can have us as many times as you want, you hear? Until you're so overwhelmed by pleasure you can't even breathe. Fuck you everywhere. Breed that sweet little pussy. Fill your ass and your mouth. You want that? Want to taste us?"
"So bad," I whimper. I sob as a needy pulse rattles my body. Fuck, I'm so close. "Need it--need to come--"
"Go ahead, baby," Grady urges me. "We're almost there. Let Landen taste you, feel you clench around his fingers, go on--"
One more lick from Landen, one more press of his fingertips against my inner wall, and I can't help myself.
I shatter spectacularly, my entire body twisting with the force of my climax. I tear at Landen's hair, shoving my pussy against his mouth, and it feels so good.
Frustrated tears leak from my eyes.
It's not enough.
The instant my orgasm ends, the full force of my breeding frenzy hits me. My skin suddenly feels too hot. The soft fabric of my top chafes. I throb and squeeze, but I'm still too empty.
I need to be bred. I need my mates, their cocks, their love...
The sound of car doors opening and shutting all around me jars me out of my post-orgasmic haze. I snap my eyes open and whip my head around.
Somehow, in the middle of that incredible climax, I failed to notice that we came to a stop. We're parked in front of a little cabin.
Only I can't take in the details of it.
All I know is we're here we're here we're here.
And then the door beside me flies open. Landen pulls away, his thick fingers slipping out, leaving me empty and desperate.
But it's okay. It's all okay.
My alpha's scent envelops me. His lips caress the shell of my ear.
Then he yanks me out of the car.
He throws me over his shoulder.
And without another word, he hauls me inside.
Chapter 2
Hanging upside down over my alpha's shoulder, feeling so horny I can hardly see straight is not the best way to take in my surroundings.
Still, I try. The cabin my mates have rented for the duration of my mating season isn't extravagant by any means. There's a bedroom off to the side somewhere, I've been promised, with two giant king beds. The living room coming into view before us is a little rustic and a little contemporary, with leather furniture and lots of exposed beams.
And that's about all I get a chance to notice.
Because the instant we've made it through the door, Grady drops me down off his shoulder. Instead of setting me on my feet, he clutches me to him, our fronts flush. I groan as I spread my legs around his hips. His pants are still on, but my aching pussy is entirely exposed. I rub myself up against him like the bitch in heat I am. I kiss at his jaw and claw at his clothes.
"I got you," he murmurs, "you're doing so well, being so good for us--"
"Need you." I rake my hands along his spine, bunching up his shirt. "God, Grady--alpha--please--"
"Shh." He seals his mouth over mine, blanking my thoughts and silencing my desperate whimpers. His hot tongue tastes like heaven. I suck at it and lick at his teeth.
He parts from me just long enough to whip his shirt off over his head. Then he's unfastening his belt and shoving down his jeans.
When his thick, bare cock makes contact with my center, my entire world goes to static. The mating frenzy has me out of my mind with lust, and the only answer is to get him inside, to feel his hardness fill me up.
"Alpha--alpha--"
"Jess--"
For an unending moment, he hovers there, our bodies so close...
Then all at once, he shoves inside me in one long thrust.
I scream at the sudden stretch. Fuck. I just came on Landen's tongue a minute ago, riding his fingers and losing my mind, but it doesn't matter. Grady's huge alpha cock tears me open, and I've never felt anything so good in my life.
"Yes, yes," I wail, digging my nails into the nape of his neck and kissing every part of him that I can reach.
He sets up a punishing rhythm, fucking me into the wall, holding me up with his hands, keeping me open and spread for him. With what little leverage I have, I push myself back and forth on his cock. I strain to get him deeper, to move faster.
With every stroke of his hot flesh moving inside me, more of my liquid coats us, easing the way. Before I know it, I'm hurtling toward another orgasm. He adjusts his angle until he's battering this perfect place inside me, fucking in deep and rough and hard and--
"Alpha--"
The force of my climax shatters me into pieces. Grady keeps fucking me through it. He kisses the impossible pleasure from my lips, holding onto me as I clench and throb around him, begging him with my body to give me his seed.
"Again," he growls, and I shake my head, helpless and overwhelmed.
But my alpha's not to be denied.
"Again," he repeats, his tone dipping even deeper.
And it's like a switch being flipped. The fire inside me leaps right back up and to life.
And Grady is there, stoking the flame.
Sweat beads at his temples. The raw sound of our filthy mating fills the air. I tense my muscles, straining, and it doesn't matter that I've been rung out. My body is a slave to the sexual command of my alpha. My partner and my lover and the father of my children. My perfect love.
"Grady," I gasp.
"Jess..."
He drives into me a half dozen more times. His full lips part, his breath coming fast and harsh.
His cock kicks inside me.
The first sign of his peak launches me off the cliff again. I come around him and bury my teeth in his throat, right over our mating mark.
A hot jet of his seed shoots into me. I crow, exultant as my orgasm redoubles. The liquid heat of his come filling me up sends me into the stratosphere. My body, so desperate to be bred, senses my alpha's claim. I milk him for every drop, squeezing him hard, until I'm sure I've drained him dry.
I release my claiming, only to have my mouth possessed by his. He kisses my lips, long and slow.
And a part of me wants to stay there, just like that, pinned to a wall with my thighs spread for my beloved alpha. I never want to move another muscle ever again.
Other, deeper parts of me know that this is just the beginning.
As soon as I can see straight again, I pull away. My vision fuzzes around the edges, but the sight of my other two mates is impossible to mistake.
I whine, clenching around Grady, already panting for more.
Grady laughs. "Go on, then. You don't want to keep them waiting."
"No, she doesn't," Colt growls.
Grady's softening cock slips free from my body with a wet sound. Trails of his seed drip down my thighs. I feel messy and used and loved, lightness filling my heart as Colt reaches for me.
He sweeps me off my feet and into his arms. I meet his mouth in a hungry kiss that's somehow no less satisfying and consuming than the last. Holding me tight, he pulls me over to one of the leather couches just inside the main room of the cabin. There, he sits down and hauls me into his lap.
As I straddle him, the overwhelming power I have in this position sends fresh fire burning through me. Even as our mouths clash, I wrap my hand around his cock through his pants. He grunts, throbbing in my grip. Together, we free him. He grunts as his fat head grazes my slit.
And then I don't waste a single second.
In a single, swift move, I impale myself on his huge length. I'm so wet from my own juices and my alpha's come that Colt slides right in. His girth fills me perfectly, expanding my inner walls. I grind against him, keeping him deep and dragging my clit against his pubic bone.
Sweet pleasure wells up inside me. I'm no less needy, but three orgasms in, and the overwhelming urge to mate is less sharp.