by Becca Van
“You are so fucking amazing,” Beck said hoarsely. “You don’t know how truly special you are. You’ve saved us from a long, lonely life. You’ve filled me up with so much happiness and joy, it’s almost sickening.”
“I have?”
“You have.” Beck kissed the tip of her nose. He and his brothers were going to have to tell Krista each and every day how awesome she was, and hopefully, one day soon she would actually believe them, but right now he wanted to show her with his body how much he fucking loved her.
Beck combed his fingers into her hair, tilted her face up to his, and slanted his mouth over hers. The kiss they shared was long and deep, leaving them both breathless. When he released her lips, he lapped and licked his way down her neck, scraping and nipping at the tendon under her ear, eliciting sexy gasps and groans from her.
Krista wasn’t the only one feeling horny. Ever since she’d come to inspect the school, he’d been as hard as a rock. Although he’d wanted to spirit her away to the bedroom as soon as they’d entered the house, he’d been concerned that she was still feeling tender from the previous night’s love making and claiming. While she should heal faster than a normal human being, the genetic enhancements they’d passed onto her took time to fully kick in and were different for each mate.
His thoughts halted when Krista licked and nibbled on his neck. His cock was so fucking hard it was throbbing. When she started skimming her hands over his shoulders and chest, he cursed the fact that he had his shirt on. Beck wanted to feel her hands on his skin.
“Lean back for a second, darlin’.”
As soon as Krista bent away from him, he snagged the back of his shirt, tugging it up and off. He groaned when she caressed over his hot skin, his muscles flexing and jumping in her wake. She’d been shifting around on his lap every now and then, pressing against his hard dick, which just caused his blood and hunger to fire hotter. However, he’d managed to keep his carnal urges at bay, but this time when she wriggled on his lap, he lost any semblance of control.
Beck was on fire and couldn’t seem to help himself when he started ripping at her clothes. Fabric tore, and she gasped, but he couldn’t seem to care. All he cared about was getting his hard dick deep into her hot, wet heat. He wanted to feel her coating him with her cream and clenching around his cock.
When he had her naked, he lifted her higher onto her knees, grasped the base of his dick and pressed the head against her slick cunt. She was staring at him with wide eyes, but the blue was glazed over with lust. Instead of shoving his hips up and surging into her balls deep like he wanted to, he sucked in a deep breath and said, “Take me inside you, darlin’.”
Thank fuck she was as turned on as he was and immediately sank down over his dick, taking a few inches into her hot, tight cunt. He groaned and closed his eyes as he moved his hands to her hips. When he opened his eyes again, he was just in time to see her leaning toward his mouth. Snapping his eyes shut, he met her halfway and devoured her mouth like he wanted to devour her whole body. Krista whimpered as their tongues danced in an erotic tango, and then she rose up until the head of his cock was just inside of her pussy. This time she didn’t sink down over him slowly but dropped hard and fast.
He cursed as his dick twitched each time her walls rippled along and around his shaft. Beck wanted to fuck her until she was screaming his name, but that would have been selfish. Both of his brothers were waiting for his signal to move things along.
He just hoped he didn’t end up climaxing before his mate.
* * * *
Bas had raced to the bedroom to get the lube when Beck had torn Krista clothes off. He’d been back less fifteen seconds later and had been just in time to watch as their woman took his brother’s dick into her sexy cunt.
Now that she had her pussy stuffed full of Beck’s dick, it was his turn to physically connect with their mate. After placing the lube onto the sofa cushion, he shucked his clothes in record time and picked up the lube again. Byron, who was also naked, skirted the sofa to stand behind it. His brother lifted a leg and climbed over the back of the sofa perching his ass on the top of the headrest.
Byron had barely settled before Krista had her hand clutching his brother’s dick, then she pumped up and down. Byron growled, closed his eyes, and tilted his head back to stare at the ceiling.
Bas opened the lube, coated his cock with a generous amount of the viscous gel, and swiped the rest of the lubricant over Krista’s ass. She moaned and turned to gaze at him over her shoulder. A shudder shook her frame when she met his hunger-filled eyes.
“Are you in any pain from last night, baby?” Bas asked, hoping like fuck that her answer would be negative.
“No.”
Bas sighed with relief, gripped one of her ass cheeks, and parted them. He massaged the lube into her star and groaned when her muscles clinched before loosening. Grabbing some more lube, he tickled his fingers over her asshole until she relaxed again. Bas penetrated her with two fingers, slowly pumping them in and out, going deeper and deeper until they were in all the way. He spread his fingers, stretching out her tight muscles and, when she sobbed with pleasure, withdrew them and added a third.
By the time she was ready to take his cock in her ass, Bas was so on edge he was trembling. After wiping his hand on a damp cloth, he stumbled to his feet and nodded to Beck. Beck nodded back, then wrapped an arm around her waist while cupping and massaging her breast.
Krista moaned.
“Do you like that, darlin’?” Beck asked. “Do you like having my cock deep in your wet cunt while I play with your breasts?” Beck rolled her nipple between his finger and thumb.
“Yes. Please?”
“Please what, baby?” Bas squeezed an ass cheek.
“Please, I need more,” she said breathily.
“Then more is what you’ll get, mate.” Bas bent his knees, aimed the head of his cock at her ass, and pushed in. She moaned and he groaned when the head of his dick popped through her tight ring of muscles.
“Oh,” she cried out. “I’m so full. It feels so good.”
“It’s about to feel better,” Bas rasped out. He rocked his hips forward and back working his cock into her hot, tight ass. Once he was lodged deep inside of her, he signaled Byron.
Byron curled his hand over Krista’s, which was still gripping his brother’s dick but she’d stopped pumping him as Bas had slowly driven his way into her ass.
She gasped and opened her eyes.
“I need you, too, sweetness.” Byron pushed his cock down away from his body, aiming the tip at Krista’s lips.
“Yes,” she murmured before leaning closer to Byron’s cock and swiping her tongue over the head. She hummed, opened her mouth wide, and took Byron’s dick into her mouth.
Bas gritted his teeth, willing himself to ignore his natural instinctual urges to move, giving his mate time to get a rhythm going as she sucked Byron’s cock.
“Fuck, your mouth feels so good, sweetness. So fucking wet and hot.”
Krista hummed again, then started caressing up and down the rest of Byron’s shaft with her hand. Each time she drew up his brother’s dick, she swirled her tongue around the head and lapped at the sensitive underside. Byron growled gutturally each time she swiped over the hot spot, and his legs quaked.
Bas couldn’t take it anymore and hoped he’d given their mate enough time to get comfortable. The yearning to move and fuck Krista’s ass was so strong, there was no way he could continue to ignore it.
He met Beck’s gaze briefly and retreated from her ass with a groan. As he surged back in, Beck pulled from her cunt.
She felt so fucking good enveloping his cock, Bas never wanted to leave. In fact, he wished he could live inside of her body for the rest of his life. She meant so much to him, he couldn’t get close enough no matter how close he was to her. She was a part of him and he was a part of her, but it still wasn’t enough.
Krista Oscar was the love of his life, his whole world and he�
��d be truly lost without her.
She was the very air he breathed.
Chapter Fifteen
Krista was ablaze with hunger. She was stuffed full of her mates’ cocks, but it still wasn’t enough. She could feel some of their emotions through the mating link, and while the feelings overwhelmed her at times, she was beginning to get used to sensing them.
At the moment, Beck and Bas were stroking almost lazily in and out of her pussy and ass, and she loved every second of what they were doing to her. She pumped her hand along Byron’s cock and suckled on the head of his dick, loving the growls and groans he made as she pleasured him.
She still couldn’t believe that she was mated with not one, or two, but three men, nor how fast she’d fallen for them. She wished like hell she was brave enough to tell them how she felt, but she wasn’t. She was scared she’d have her love thrown back in her face like everyone else she’d ever cared for had done.
Pushing her thoughts away, she took Byron’s dick deep into her mouth and curled her tongue around his cock. As she pulled back up over his erection, she suctioned her cheeks in, scraping her flesh over his. He groaned and tightened his fingers into her hair, causing her scalp to tingle pleasantly.
Krista whimpered when Bas glided his cock back into her ass and moaned when Beck drove into her pussy.
A heaviness invaded her limbs as well as her pussy and womb. Her nipples throbbed harder, and she sighed with relief when Beck palmed both her breasts, kneading and molding them in his hands. He lowered his head to one peak swirling his tongue around one nipple while tweaking the other.
The pressure inside grew and her internal muscles clamped down around the two cocks pistoning in and out of her ass and pussy. Liquid desire pooled low in her belly and goosebumps pebbled her skin as her flesh grew hotter. The spiral inside her twisted tighter and tighter as she began the measured journey toward the peak of the slope.
Krista quivered with need as tension invaded every single muscle in her body. When her inner muscles clenched again, Bas and Beck groaned and picked up the pace of their thrusting hips, shuttling their cocks harder and faster.
Heated friction massaged the walls of her ass and pussy, causing her body to tauten even more. Each time they moved, they pumped harder and faster until their dicks were pistoning into and out of her body firmly and rapidly.
All too soon, she was racing up toward the precipice, but she was enjoying their love making so much she didn’t want it to end. She wanted to absorb each and every stroke of their cocks, wanted to savor each time she took Byron’s cock deep into her mouth and the taste of his salty essence on her tongue.
But her men had other ideas.
Byron grasped her hair firmly and then he moved her head up and down over his dick faster, but he didn’t force her down too far onto his cock, causing her to gag.
Bas held her hips firmer, his fingers digging into her flesh as he shunted his cock faster with each push-pull motion.
Beck alternated suckling at each nipple while pinching the other between his index finger and thumb. Her heart flipped when he reached down between their bodies and pressed his other thumb against her clit. She moaned when he started rubbing over the sensitive bundle of nerves, and she bobbed faster over Byron’s cock.
Trying to stave off her climax was like trying to hold back a surging storm. Soon she was teetering on the peak of a climax so intense it alarmed her.
She tried to think about all the things she was going to teach her kids while still trying to pleasure her mates, but she must have done something that gave her away.
Beck and Bas stilled their cocks deep in her pussy and ass, and Byron tugged her mouth from his dick.
Krista kept her eyes closed while trying to regain her breath.
“What’s wrong, sweetness?” Byron asked.
“Nothing,” she answered quietly. She sobbed when Bas eased his hard cock from her ass, and then she was plucked from Beck’s lap into Bas’s arms.
“I don’t know who you’re trying to fool with that bullshit answer, but you certainly haven’t fooled us,” Bas said in a hard voice. He strode across the room, sat in an armchair with her on his lap, and anchored an arm around her waist. When she gazed down at her lap and started wringing her hands, Bas threaded his fingers into her hair, tilted her eyes up to his, and held her in place so she couldn’t look away.
Krista tried to push his fingers out of her tresses, and when that didn’t work, she shoved against his chest. “Let me go, damn you.”
“Never,” Bas snapped. “Tell me what’s wrong.”
She stared at him with stubborn muteness.
Bas sighed, glanced at his brothers, and nodded.
Krista didn’t need to look to know that Beck and Byron were headed toward her. She felt like an idiot for causing trouble, but she also didn’t want them to know that she was feeling so out of her element she was scared.
She’d been frightened when the gang members had started shooting up the school, but that paled in comparison to the terror she was feeling right now.
Krista felt like a failure, like an utter yellow-bellied coward. She loved Byron, Beck, and Bas more than she loved herself and was scared shitless of the way they made her feel. Just because she’d agreed to be their mate and was in love with them didn’t mean she wasn’t afraid. She’d tried to ignore the timorous emotions she’d shoved deep down inside, but when they’d been making love to her, all the worry had burst out of the containment she’d pushed them into.
Why the panicky feeling had reared its ugly head now, she had no idea, but she had a feeling her mates weren’t going to leave her alone until they understood what was going on with her.
“You are so fucking stubborn,” Bas snarled as he removed his fingers from her hair and his arm from around her waist.
Thinking she’d been given a reprieve and he was giving up on her, Krista went to get up off his lap, but before she was on her feet, he clasped her hips and flipped her over his lap on her belly.
“Hey! What the hell are you doing?”
“I thought that was quite obvious.” Bas caressed his hands over her butt cheeks then kneaded them.
Krista braced a hand on the floor and another on his leg, trying to get up off Bas’s lap, but a large, warm hand splayed in the middle of her back, holding her down. Long, muscular legs came into view, and then Beck squatted down near her head. He brushed the hair from her face, gripped her chin between his finger and thumb, and turned her eyes toward his. “You might as well tell us what’s wrong, darlin’, because we’re not letting you go until we do.”
“There’s nothing wrong,” she cried angrily.
“Stop lying.” Bas growled. He shoved a hand between her legs and began to caress over her clit.
“Oh,” she moaned, the pleasure which had started to wane began to burn through her again. Just as she thought she was going to climax he pulled his finger away.
“Talk to us, baby,” Bas demanded.
Krista shook her head.
“Krista, we’re your mates, your men.” Byron caressed a hand down her back and grasped her ass. “We’ll help you whenever we can, but you need to tell us what’s bothering you.”
Krista moaned but didn’t react in any other way.
Bas started rubbing her clit again. “We can keep this up all night, baby. I suggest you start talking if you want to come.”
Her mouth dropped open with shock when she realized what they were doing. Her mates were going to keep her on edge without letting her go over.
“Talk to us, damn it!” Beck commanded as he stroked a finger into her ass.
She squeezed her eyes closed and rocked on Beck’s finger. When he stopped pumping his digit, Bas caressed her clit. Byron was no down on his knees and he was playing with her nipples, but every time she got near the peak of orgasm they stopped.
“Now, Krista!”
Krista was so shocked at Bas’s brusque voice and the caresses to her clit. When he squ
eezed the sensitive nub she was sure she was going to fall, but he immediately pulled his fingers away from her. As the edge started to wane, Beck pumped his finger in and out of her ass again. Krista was on fire to the top of her head to the tips of her toes, the intensity of the pleasure wasn’t enough to abate the panic in her heart.
“We can feel your fear, sweetness,” Byron said. Keeping his hand firmly in the middle of her back, he knee walked around the chair until he was kneeling beside Beck. “We can smell emotions, mate. So don’t you dare tell us again that there’s nothing wrong.”
“Talk to us, baby. Please?”
Bas’s heartfelt plea was what broke her. Tears formed and wept from her eyes. Her chest was so tight, and achy a sob erupted from between her parted lips. Her world turned upside down, and she got dizzy when Bas flipped her over and held her in his lap. Though she tried to stem the flow of the tears, they just kept right on coming. Bas stroked his hands up and down her back, making shushing sounds. Byron ran his hand over her head and hair while Beck caressed up and down her arm.
Krista sighed with relief when she got her tears under control and wiped the salty tracks from her face. She sniffed a few times and slumped against Bas’s chest.
She felt better after her cry, lighter in spirit as if the burden on her shoulders had faded with her tears. When she realized she’d been acting a little crazy, she met Bas’s eyes and said, “I’m sorry.” She shook her head at the automatic apology but was glad when they didn’t take her to task over it. She maneuvered on Bas’s lap until she was sitting sideways across his thighs.
Beck and Byron had moved while she’d been crying. Beck was crouched down near her knees, and Byron was kneeling close to her hip.
She reached out and took both of their hands in hers, met each of their gazes and said, “I was scared. You all make me feel so much. The build up to climax this time was way more intense than the other times, and it frightened me.”
“Why?” Beck frowned.