by Becca Van
She opened her mouth on a silent scream as she went hurtling back toward the stars. Tami’s whole body vibrated so violently, she wondered if she was convulsing. Cream spurted from her cunt as she shook and shivered with ecstasy. Something warm and wet sprayed her side, and it took her a moment to work out that Zayn had come all over her. That sexy carnal knowledge sent another shudder quaking through her body.
Each time Karter’s and Jace’s cock pulsed inside her ass and pussy as they filled her with another spume of nirvanic cream, her internal muscles spasmed in reflexive answer.
Tami had no idea how long the orgasm lasted. It felt like a long time because it was so intense but in reality, was probably only seconds. By the time she was cognizant enough to think, she was draped over the top of Jace, her cheek resting on his chest as she gulped air into lungs. She didn’t even notice that her eyes were closed until Zayn brushed a few strands of hair away from her sweaty face.
She had a blink a few times to bring her gaze into focus, and when she met Zayn’s blue eyes, her breath hitched in her throat. They were lighter in color than she’d ever seen before, and they were sparkling with happiness. Her heart swelled with so much warmth it felt as if it were about to burst open.
Tami gulped and blinked back the tears burning her eyes. She could feel her mates through the mating bond. They loved her so much there was no way they could hide how they felt since they were all connected on an emotional level. And while it shouldn’t be surprising that she loved them, too, she was shocked. “I can feel you all.”
Three sets of hands caressed over her body.
“We can feel you, too, baby,” Zayn said
“I had no idea I would feel so much.”
“It’s amazing,” Karter whispered.
“A miracle.” Jace swallowed audibly.
Tami nodded in agreement. She’d known all along that there was something special about Zayn, Karter, and Jace since she was drawn to them like no one before.
Tami just hadn’t known how special they truly were, and it wasn’t because they could change into wolves. They’d filled a cold, empty place in her heart. She hoped that now that they were mated they would have a long happy life together.
They had hearts of pure gold.
She just hoped that she was worthy of their love.
Chapter Fourteen
Chad rubbed his hands together and smiled as he leaned back in his seat, finally able to relax after working for weeks on end to find that bitch. The stressful tension and aching muscles had been worth it now that he knew where she was. It had taken him weeks of staring at recordings of CCTV’s as he followed her erratic journey as she’d hopped from one bus to another, but his patience had been rewarded.
First thing tomorrow morning he was going to pack a bag and hit the road. It was going to take him awhile to drive to Ambrose, North Dakota, and while he would have loved to play tourist along the way, he wasn’t about to let Tamika slip through his fingers now that he’d found her. Maybe he should just pack up his stuff now and head out tonight. He glanced at his phone when the screen lit up with an incoming text and swiped over his phone to activate it.
His excited happiness quickly fled when he read the text Browning had sent him. The asshole was threatening to send someone after him, Chad Stone, the man he’d hired to find the slut from the beginning.
If you don’t fucking answer, I’m going to send another merc after you to take you out. I hope you didn’t believe me when I told you I have no cash. I was lying. I have more than enough stashed away to have you taken care of.
Chad didn’t know how he knew that Jeremy Browning was full of shit, but he did. The fucker was destitute and desperate. That was the reason he’d set him on Tamika’s trail in the first place. Nevertheless, he could just see the asshole calling the cops anonymously and sending them his way to get his revenge.
Browning had more than one screw loose, but the fucker was also determined to get his hands on the money he thought Tamika had hidden from him.
Chad had tried tracing the money trail and that had paid off, too. Now he just needed to get his hands on the girl, get her to sign over the bank account authority to him, and he’d be home free.
With a sigh of resignation, Chad picked up his phone and dialed.
* * * *
Zayn was happier than he’d ever been in his life, and while he smiled and greeted the few customers they’d had in the store that morning, this was the last place he wanted to be. He was so distracted thinking about Tami, his amazing mate, he’d made some stupid mistakes. Thankfully, he’d only been serving fellow shifters and not the general public. The other guys had ribbed him about his errors, but Zayn had taken their teasing on the chin with a smile on his face. However, the longer he was away from Tami, the more restless and clumsy he was getting.
“Zayn, why don’t you go out back and start counting stock?” Karter suggested just as he voided yet another mistake from the till. “Do you think you could do that without fucking it up?”
Zayn’s only reply was to flip his brother off. Preston Louis chuckled but quickly swallowed the sound when Zayn scowled at him.
Zayn quickly skirted the counter, but instead of heading toward the back of the store where all the stock was stored, he hurried toward the front door to the shop. He had a sudden hankering to see his mate, and maybe while he was there, he’d get his hair trimmed, too.
After making sure there was no traffic coming, he hurried across the road and into the salon. Tami glanced up from the hair she was sweeping into a pile and smiled. The edges of his lips quirked up, but other than that slight response to her happiness, he kept his expression stoic as he flipped the lock on the door before stalking toward her.
Tami must have seen the predatory intent in his gaze because her breath hitched in her throat, and after leaning the broom handle against the back of one of her salon chairs, she took a step back. She gazed around him toward the window and door before meeting his eyes again. “What are you doing?”
Again, Zayn didn’t answer. He didn’t think it was necessary since he and his mate were now connected on an emotional level, but when he saw her frown, he wondered if her side of the mating bond was as strong as his and his brothers’. He didn’t stop until there was barely two feet separating them. It took all of his self-control to stop himself from sweeping her up into his arms and carrying her out to the break room.
* * * *
As soon as Tami met Zayn’s lusty gaze, she knew why he was here. All morning long she’d felt flashes of heat and restless energy through the mating bond. She’d also felt how happy her mates were. As she’d trimmed her last customer’s hair, she’d been trying to work out which one of her men was feeling frisky and she had. Seeing those hungry blue eyes and the arousal shimmering in the air between them set the smoldering embers alight with fervent need. She had no clients scheduled until later this afternoon, which was more than enough time for her to give Zayn her avid attention.
When she felt another surge of heat through their bond, Tami reached out, clasped his hand, spun on her heels, and guided him toward the small kitchen.
As soon as they’d crossed over the threshold to the other room, Zayn tugged on her hand, unbalancing her. Tami gasped with shocked surprise, but she knew her mate wouldn’t let her fall, and she was right. Less than a second later, she was scooped up into his arms and against his chest. She looped an arm around his neck, cupped one of his cheeks, and pressed her lips to his.
Zayn groaned as he immediately deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding in between her lips and teeth to tangle and twirl with hers. Tami moaned as they rubbed tongues as the passion between them flared to a flaming conflagration. Just as she was about to nip at his lower lip, he broke the kiss, pressing his forehead against hers as he panted.
“I need you, Tami. When’s your next customer due in?”
“An hour or so,” she rasped out.
“Thank fuck.” Zayn lowered his mouth back to h
ers and devoured her. She melted against and into him as her bones turned to jelly, liquid heat pooling in her belly.
She was so caught up in the heated passion between them she didn’t even notice that Zayn was sitting on one of the chairs or that she was straddling his lap until he released her lips.
“Arms up, baby,” Zayn ordered.
Tami didn’t even think about disobeying or arguing since she needed him as much as he seemed to need her. Zayn quickly whisked the cotton blouse up over her head before draping it over the back of the chair next to them. She moaned and closed her eyes when she cupped her bra-clad breasts and kneaded the sensitive globes. When he strummed her nipples with his thumbs, she whimpered and arched her breasts toward him, but he just kept right on lightly caressing her nipples with his thumbs.
Just as Tami was about to reach behind her to unhook her bra, Zayn began to lick and nibble down the side of her neck. She groaned when he scraped his teeth along the sensitive tendon before kissing and licking his way lower.
Tami combed her fingers into his hair and tugged his mouth down toward her chest. Zayn chuckled and removed his mouth from her skin before lifting his eyes to hers. Her heart flipped, causing her breath to hitch, when she saw the love and lust in his gaze. Just as she inhaled in preparation of kissing him again, he bent down toward her breasts, his eyes still locked with hers. He trailed the tip of his tongue along the upper edge of her bra eliciting a needy moan to escape from between her parted lips. Her nipples hardened even more until they were hard aching points of desire. Her clit throbbed, and her pussy clenched, forcing cream out from her entrance to coat her folds.
Zayn’s hands moved up from her hips, skimming over the bare skin of her back, and with a dexterous flick of his fingers, the clasp of her bra popped open and the cups of her bra shifted up, but not enough to uncover her needy nipples. Seconds later he smoothed his hands over her shoulders and down her arms, pushing at her bra straps until they were hooked around her elbows. Tami released his hair, lowered her arms, and sighed with relief as the bra dropped between them into her lap. Before she could reach for the lingerie to pick it up and place it off to the side, Zayn latched onto one of her aching buds.
Tami moaned, her previous action forgotten as he suckled first on one nipple before switching to the other. The throbbing ache in her clit intensified, and she began to rock her hips into his, pressing her trouser-covered pussy against the hard ridge bulging behind the zipper of his jeans.
Just as she was getting into a wanton rhythm, Zayn released her nipple, grasped her ass, and stood. Tami wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, clinging tightly to him.
Zayn kicked the chair aside and lowered her ass to the table before stepping back. Tami watched with fiery arousal as he grabbed the back of his shirt, tugging it up and over his head before flinging it aside. She licked her lips as she stared at his wide shoulders and toned pectorals before gazing at his sexy washboard abs and lower.
When he pushed a hand into one of his pockets, she gazed intently at his denim-covered erection and reached out toward his button, but before her fingers made contact, he stepped out of reach. She lifted her eyes to his and gave the small tube of lube he’d pulled from his pocket a cursory glance before meeting his eyes again. Their gazes remained locked as he placed the personal lubricant on the table next to her thigh, and as he tugged the button free on his jeans, he released the button on her trousers.
“Take them off, baby,” Zayn ordered in a hoarse voice.
Tami nodded as she slid from the edge of the table and dropped to her feet. She toed her flat shoes off—grateful that she hadn’t worn socks since the spring weather was warming up—before pushing her pants and panties down over her hips and kicking them away.
Zayn shoved his jeans and boxers off after yanking his boots from his feet. When he straightened, she whimpered with desire when she saw how hard and thick he was. A shiver of heat skated up her spine, and goose bumps raced over her hot skin.
“Turn around, baby.” Tami frowned over that order and was about to ask why, but Zayn clasped her shoulders, spun her around, and caressed his hands down her arms. He grasped her wrist and guided her hands to the tabletop. “Leave them there, mate.”
Before she could respond or nod in acknowledgement, Zayn nudged her legs wider. She shifted on her feet to get comfortable, but it was difficult with her legs shaking with lusty need for her mate.
When she felt his warm breath on her ass and pussy, Tami moaned and closed her eyes. The first lick of his tongue from her dripping entrance up to her clit elicited another spark of heat to race up her spine.
“Hmm,” Zayn hummed as he lapped up her cream before swirling his tongue around her clit. “You taste so fucking good, baby.”
“Oh,” Tami groaned as he thrust his tongue into her cunt and tickled the upper walls with the tip.
He lapped and licked at her pussy folds and clit until she was right on the cusp of coming. She huffed with frustration and glanced at him over her shoulder as he caressed a hand over her ass.
“I love this ass, baby. You have the sexiest fucking ass I’ve ever seen,” Zayn rasped out.
Tami loved that he and his brothers thought her body was sexy, and while she didn’t quite believe them—she was a size fourteen for god’s sake—she was starting to believe them. How could she not when she could feel some of what they felt through the mating bond?
When she felt the tip of Zayn’s long, thick, hard cock kiss against her soaked entrance, she moaned, closed her eyes, and pressed back toward him.
Smack.
“Oh,” she groaned as heat from his smack caused her clit to tingle and her pussy to clench.
“Don’t move, baby. If you move again, I’ll stop. Do you understand?”
“Yeah,” she sighed as he squeezed the butt cheek he’d slapped.
Zayn didn’t say anything else as he once again aligned the head of his dick with her cunt. It was difficult to hold still when all of her instincts, all her urges were craving for her to shove back against him until he was embedded all the way inside of her wet, hungry pussy, but she also didn’t want him stopping.
She held her breath as the crown of his cock entered her pussy and dug her fingernails into the wood of the table as she tried to remain still.
Tami was so turned on she wanted to scream at Zayn to fuck her. Hard.
* * * *
Zayn was fighting the urge to slam his hard, aching cock deep into his mate’s hot, wet cunt. He was gritting his teeth and fighting his animalistic urges and his beast. If he let his wolf off the leash, he might end up hurting Tami, and that was the last thing he wanted. She was new to lovemaking, and while he and his brothers had fucked her hard and fast, the previous evening, they’d taken their time, giving her time to get used to having their cocks in her body. She was too fucking tight to just drive his dick into her with one surge.
When he was sure he had his cravings as well as his animal under control, he gripped her hips firmly and pressed his dick farther into her soaked cunt. Tami moaned, shifting on her feet before bending over the table even more. The angle had the tip of his cock delving into her a little further, and he groaned when the head rubbed over her distended G-spot. He couldn’t stay still any longer, but he was going to take his time, savoring every inch of her wet walls as they caressed along the sensitive length of his shaft.
His breath was sawing in and out of his lungs rapidly as he drew back and rocked forward again. Each time he retreated and advanced he increased the pace of his thrusting hips until he was lodged so far inside of her wet cunt the head of his dick was pressed against the entrance to her womb.
“Zayn. Please, please?”
“What do you want, baby?” Zayn asked as he covered her back with his front. He nipped at her earlobe before sucking it into his mouth and lashing it with his tongue.
“You!” Tami groaned. “I want you to fuck me. Please, Zayn?”
Zayn lov
ed hearing her pleading, but he loved hearing his name on his lips more. He withdrew until the head of his dick was resting inside the entrance to her cunt, and he growled when she clenched around him. He squeezed his eyes shut as her hot flesh suckled at the tip of his cock. He surged back in and immediately pulled back before stroking back in again. He pumped his hips faster and harder until their flesh slapped together. Honey dripped from her pussy, coating his dick in her copious juices, and when he felt the walls of her cunt begin to grow tauter, he knew she wasn’t far away from climaxing.
Zayn pulled all the way out.
“What are you…why did you…” Tami frowned at him over her shoulder as he straightened.
Zayn clasped her waist, turning her to face him before lifting her back up onto the table. He snatched the tube of lube after moving in closer to her again, grabbing her ankles, and pulling her until her ass was on the edge. After hooking her ankles over his shoulders, he opened the lube, coated his dick with a generous amount, and then caressed the residual lubricant over her ass.
“Oh,” Tami groaned as she flopped onto the wooden surface.
He pushed the tip of two fingers into her star and waited until her muscles stopped clenching reflexively before pressing in farther.
Tami rolled her head back and forth on the table, gasping and panting as he slowly worked first two and then three fingers into her ass. He pumped them in and out a few times, fucking her asshole and stretching her tight muscles out. When he deemed her ready, he withdrew his fingers, wiped them on the sanitized wipe he’d placed next to the tube of lube, aligned his dick with her pucker, and shoved in until the head breached her ass.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god.”
“You okay, baby?”
“More!” Tami whimpered and bowed her hips up toward him.
Zayn splayed a hand over her belly, holding her down as he began to rock his hips forward and back until, finally, he was embedded in her hot, tight ass all the way.