by Dia Cole
No sooner had his four paws hit the ground than he was taking his human form again.
I couldn’t help but be impressed with his speed and control. I’d never seen anyone transform so fast. His position as head Enforcer was clearly well deserved.
Gabriel straightened his spine and opened two eyes. He smiled down at Havana, without the lines of tension that had marred his face as long as I’d known him. “You’ve made me whole.”
She rose up on her toes and kissed his lips. “Now you need to do something for me.” She looked over at Liam and me. “You all need to do something for me.”
“Anything,” our three voices echoed in the bedroom.
She let her towel drop to the floor. “Make love to me.”
21
Havana
I woke caged between Liam and Gabriel, gasping for breath.
Gabriel’s muscular chest pressed into my back while Liam’s soft chest hair tickled my nose.
With Liam’s muscular bicep draped over me, no wonder I felt like I was suffocating. Swallowing my laughter, I carefully scooted out from under his arm. Trying my best not to jar the men, I crawled to the edge of the bed and stepped onto the plush cashmere rug.
Although Liam frowned and moved his arm as if searching for my warmth, he stayed sleeping.
The most intimate parts of my body ached in ways they never had before. Without even making a conscious decision, I transformed into my wolf and back. Immediately, all my aches vanished, even the slight burn between my legs.
I blushed thinking of how the four of us had made love straight through the night. Each man had taken me one after another. We’d only broke occasionally for food. I trembled as the scandalous memories assaulted me. Oh my! I’d had more sex and in more different positions in the past twenty-four hours than I’d ever had in my life. Except for the time with Nathan, my inner voice corrected.
For the first time thinking of him didn’t bring about a dull ache in my chest. I’m over him, I realized in surprise. Mating with Gabriel, Liam, and Mason had eased my pain and fused back together the pieces of my soul.
Smiling, I padded over to the dresser and searched the drawers until I found a white T-shirt. I held the soft cotton up to my nose inhaling the faint scent of sandalwood that would forever bring to mind my ex. The shirt was something Nathan would’ve likely worn under a button-down dress shirt, and something my new sexy mates would pair with jeans that I would slowly remove with my teeth.
Stop, shouted an inner voice. What kind of madness would possess you to have sex with three different guys? For a moment, shame and guilt rolled through me. With a shake of my head, I batted the feelings away. I refused to feel any regret for the naughty things I’d done last night and the even naughtier things I planned to do with my guys at the earliest opportunity. The old rules—the human rules, didn’t apply anymore. A low rumbling growl escaped my lips as I pulled the shirt over my head. I’m a freaking Alpha female werewolf and they’re my mates. I grinned as I looked over at Liam and Gabriel. Well, two of my mates anyway. Where’s Mason?
He’d definitely gone to sleep with us. After my body’s raging need for sex had finally ebbed, we’d all collapsed together on the mattress. Mason had lain at my feet, giving me the most relaxing foot rub before I’d passed out. Maybe he’s in the bathroom. I peered inside, but the bathroom was empty.
My next guess was the kitchen. Mason had demonstrated impressive culinary skills several times over the past twenty-four hours. What a catch. I couldn’t help grinning. They all were. Liam so gentle, but fiercely protective. Gabriel whose sexy dark edges couldn’t overshadow his strength and loyalty. And Mason who—
The sight of the gorgeous blond doctor stepping into the room with a tray laden with food temporarily distracted me. The delicious aroma of coffee, bacon, and eggs had me inhaling deeply. Mmm.
Mason stopped when he caught sight of me standing in the middle of the room. He’d clearly been up for a while as it looked like he’d showered and dressed in a fresh polo and chinos before making breakfast. “Is everything okay?”
“Yes. I was just looking for you,” I whispered back.
“I hope you brought some of that for us,” Liam’s loud voice boomed from the bed.
Gabriel opened his two beautiful dark eyes and looked over at the tray of food. “That smells amazing.”
I couldn’t help smiling at the deep relaxation I could feel radiating from Gabriel. When I’d coaxed him into ending Tasha’s cruel punishment, I’d hoped to end his physical suffering. It was a bonus that much of his emotional pain seemed to have lifted too.
The bloodstained acorn-sized jewel that had tormented him for so long sat on top of the dresser next to the eye patch Gabriel would never wear again. As I glared at the stone, it sparkled in the sunlight streaming through the window. It didn’t matter how beautiful it was, I was chucking that thing in the trash the first opportunity I got. Gabriel didn’t need the reminder of what that evil bitch had forced him to do.
“Hey, hey!” Mason cried as Liam and Gabriel descended on the tray he was holding like a pack of wolves. “Make sure you leave some for Havana.”
Both Enforcers froze and turned to look at me.
“Sorry,” Liam mumbled through the strips of bacon hanging out of his mouth.
I laughed so hard at their guilty expressions, my eyes watered. “Looks like you boys worked up one hell of an appetite.”
“You can say that again,” Gabriel said, with a wicked grin. He grabbed one of the coffee cups off the tray and brought it over to me. “How are you feeling this morning?”
“Good.” As I took the cup, I couldn’t help staring at his body. His gorgeous naked body. Feeling my face warm, I said, “Thank you. For yesterday, and, um, last night.”
He leaned over and kissed me. “The pleasure was all mine, princess.”
The warmth of his soft lips sent a tingle down my spine, but thankfully it didn’t trigger the agonizing lust that had possessed me yesterday.
Mason pushed the tray into the dark-haired man’s back. “She’d have a better morning if you let her eat. She’s famished.”
My stomach rumbled loudly as if to underscore his words.
“Hey,” Mason yelled, as Liam reached over to grab another strip of bacon.
Laughing, Gabriel stepped back and let Mason herd me toward the wingback chair.
The doctor kept Liam at bay while I ate some of the eggs and bacon.
“I made some muffins too,” Mason said, uncovering another plate.
“Thank you. This is so amazing, Mason. But you don’t need to wait on me like this.”
“But I like to,” Mason said flashing me a heart-stopping grin.
“He’s an Omega,” Liam said, trying to snatch another piece of bacon from the tray.
Mason smacked his hand with a snarl. “Omega or not, I’ll still put you in your place if I have to. Wait until she finishes.”
I shook my head as I sipped some of the delicious dark coffee. “What’s an Omega?”
“The most submissive of us,” Liam said, looking longingly at the tray. “Lykos are either Alphas, like you, Betas like us—” he waved between himself and Gabriel “—or Omegas like Doc here.”
“Oh,” I said, looking at Mason with new eyes.
Mason briefly met my stare and then lowered his gaze. “It’s in my nature to care for you and the others.”
“And it’s in my nature to fight and protect what’s mine,” Liam added giving me a wolfish grin.
“So what is in the Alpha’s nature?” I asked, curiosity getting the better of me.
“Leading their faction,” Gabriel called out from across the room. “Or in Tasha’s case, killing her enemies, inflicting pain on the weak, and torturing Lykos and humans for sport.”
What a nasty bitch. I hoped I’d never encountered her again, but if I did, I’d do everything in my power to destroy her. Assuming she doesn't destroy me first. The last bite of muffin turned to ash in my mo
uth. I managed to swallow it down and then set my plate on the tray. “You can have the rest,” I said to Liam. When Mason shot me an anxious look, I patted my stomach. “I couldn’t eat another thing.”
Liam gleefully grabbed the tray, carried it to the bed, and dove into it as if he hadn’t had a meal in weeks.
“You should grab something before he inhales it all,” I called out to Gabriel who stared out the window with a pensive look on his face.
He shook his head. “The storm broke last night. We were so…distracted, we didn’t notice.”
I stood and walked over to his side. The view was breathtaking. Outside, there wasn’t a cloud in the bright blue sky and a thick blanket of glittery snow covered the ground and all the pine trees in every direction. It looks like a winter fairyland. Happiness bubbled up inside me like champagne. “This will be my first white Christmas,” I exclaimed, reaching out and clasping Gabriel’s hand.
He brought my hand to his lips, the rough stubble on his jaw gently scraping my knuckles.
“Then we should make it the best Christmas you’ve ever had,” Mason said, coming up behind me. He wrapped his long tanned arms around my waist and settled his clean-shaven face on the curve of my neck.
Smiling, I nuzzled Mason’s golden hair marveling at its softness.
If anything, Gabriel’s expression darkened. Through our bond, I could feel the worry gnawing at him.
“What’s wrong, Gabriel?”
“Nathan will come,” he said solemnly. “The storm has passed. There’s nothing keeping him away now.”
“Good. I can’t wait to see Mira again.” I smiled thinking of the little spitfire and how she’d wrap my mates around her pinkie finger in no time.
“He’ll be pissed about this.” Gabriel motioned between the four of us.
I shrugged. “He can deal. We’re together and there’s nothing Nathan can do to change that.”
Gabriel pressed his lips together, but he couldn’t keep me from his thoughts. “She loves him. When he comes, she may decide she wants him. Not us.”
I squeezed his hand. “I loved Nathan. He’s the past. You, Liam, and Mason are my future.”
“Damn straight,” Liam said, joining our mental chat. He strode over to the window and reached for my free hand. “If he challenges us we’ll lay the hurt down, right, Gabe?”
The head Enforcer answered with a fierce baring of his teeth. “Hell, yeah.”
“Havana is ours, and we are hers, forever,” Mason added, tightening his grip around my waist. “Now, back to a much more important topic. What do you want for Christmas, love?”
With Gabriel holding my right hand, Liam holding my left hand, and Mason’s arms wrapped snug around me, I sighed with contentment. “I can’t think of a single thing.”
Liam rubbed his beard for a moment and then gave me a wicked grin. “Well, I have some ideas.”
I arched an eyebrow. “Oh really. Like what?”
Liam didn’t say anything, but gave a knowing glance to Mason and Gabriel.
“Great idea, brother. Why don’t we all go and check out that walk-in shower?” Gabriel tugged me toward the bathroom.
Mason let the dark-haired man pull me out of his arms. “Excellent plan. Dibs on the bench.”
Laughing the four of us rushed toward the door. It was hours before we emerged, wet, flushed from the hot water, and very, very satisfied.
Claiming Her Mates: Exclusive Bonus Scene
1
Havana
“What do you want for Christmas, love?” Mason asked.
With Gabriel holding my right hand, Liam holding my left hand, and Mason’s arms wrapped snug around me, I sighed with contentment. For the first time in my life, I had the only thing I’d ever wanted—a family. “I can’t think of a single thing,” I confessed.
Liam rubbed his beard for a moment, and then gave me a wicked grin. “Well, I have some ideas.”
I arched an eyebrow. “Oh, really. Like what?”
Liam didn’t say anything, but gave a knowing glance to Mason and Gabriel.
“Great idea, brother. Why don’t we check out that walk-in shower?” Gabriel tugged me toward the bathroom.
Mason let the dark-haired man pull me out of his arms. “Excellent plan. Dibs on the bench.”
Laughing, the four of us rushed toward the door.
Gabriel got to it first and jerked it open.
Although I’d spent plenty of quality time with Mason in the luxurious marble bathroom yesterday, I eyed the massive shower with new eyes. “Do you think we’ll all fit?”
Liam let out a choking sound, his gaze on my body.
I threw him a flirtatious smile, glancing down at the impressive heat he was packing. “Naughty boy. I mean do you think we’ll all fit in the shower.”
Gabriel snorted. “We could fit four or five more males in here, not that we need the company.” He pulled the glass shower door open, stepped inside, and turned the knob handle. Immediately, water poured from the elegant rainfall showerheads mounted on the ceiling.
“Give us a sec, I need to look for something.” Liam kissed my cheek and walked over to the bathroom counter.
“What do you possibly need over there?” I asked through our telepathic connection.
He responded with a chuckle. “You’ll see.”
“I’ll help,” Mason said, stepping around me.
I watched in confusion as the doctor joined Liam rummaging through the cabinets under the sink. The men were up to something, but what?
“Ignore them. Come in here,” Gabriel said, dragging my attention back to him.
The dark-haired male pulled a bar of sandalwood soap from a nook in the wall and began washing himself.
Spellbound, I watched the suds trek down his taut bronze stomach and pool around his growing erection. Wow. Just wow.
Flashing me a masculine smile, he caught my eye and fisted himself. The wet glide of his hand over his extended cock heated my blood.
Last night, I’d gotten a taste of how amazing his flesh had felt pounding into mine and I couldn’t wait for another round. Molten desire licked through me as I yanked the long white T-shirt I was wearing over my head. Naked, I stepped into the shower.
It was Gabriel’s turn to inhale sharply as I approached him.
The shower was the perfect temperature, not too hot, not too cold. Savoring the wet caress of the water over my body, I motioned at the soap. “Can I borrow some of that?”
“I’ll wash you, princess.” His expression turned feral as he grabbed my hips and turned me. With my back against his smooth chest, he lathered up the soap and ran it over my breasts.
I hissed in pleasure as the soap brushed over the swollen peaks of my nipples.
“Does that feel good?” Gabriel growled, the stubble on his chin chafing the sensitive shell of my ear.
I nodded, all too aware of the heat of his arousal pressing against my back.
“I’ll bet this is even better.” He dipped the soap between my legs.
I moaned as the bar brushed against my clit.
Gabriel teased me with the soap circling my bud and then moving it down my thigh.
“Gabriel!” I pleaded.
“Oh, you want this?” He stroked my clit long enough for me to see stars.
“Yesss,” I hissed, my head falling back against his chest.
“What about this?” He ran the soap up the tops of my thighs and then around between my cheeks.
Surprised, I jerked back. “I-I don’t know.” Although I’d experimented sexually, I’d never done anything involving that before. Of course, our crazy sexcapades last night had taught me how fun it was to be adventurous, so why not? “I’ll try anything once.”
Gabriel made an approving sound. “That’s the spirit. Liam’s Christmas gift idea was that we all be with you at the same time.” He rubbed my back hole gently.
It didn’t feel good or bad. Just strange. “Really?” I laughed. It seemed one night of pass
ion had thoroughly corrupted the giant former virgin.
Gabriel slid his other hand around and found my sweet spot.
“Oh, God.” The sensation of both my clit and ass being stimulated at the same time blew my mind. Unable to keep my balance, I started to fall forward.
Chuckling, Gabriel caught me before I could face-plant on the tiled bench. “I think you like that.”
“I think you’re right,” I gasped.
The shower door opened and a naked Mason stepped in.
I drank in the sight of his lean muscles and deeply tanned flesh.
“Did you find what we need?” Gabriel demanded.
“Liam’s still looking, but I found this.” Mason tossed something at Gabriel.
The dark-haired man reached above me and snatched the bottle out of the air. “Coconut oil, this is perfect.”
“Perfect for what?” I asked.
Ignoring me, Gabriel set the bottle down.
Mason smiled. “I aim to please.” His gaze dropped to the cleft between my legs. “Right now I want to please you, Havana.”
Heat suffused me. Mason’s mouth had sent me to heaven on numerous occasions. The man had serious talent. Sensing Gabriel’s approval, I nodded.
Mason’s muscular thighs bunched as he dropped to his knees. Seeming not to care about the hard tile floor or the water beating down on his sun-kissed flesh, he kissed his way up my thigh.
“Put your leg over his shoulder,” Gabriel ordered in my ear.
I tensed for a moment. I’m the Alpha. I give the orders.
Reading my mind, Gabriel nipped the bottom of my earlobe. “In here, let me call the shots. Okay?”
The fact that he was asking permission along with the way he was caressing my breasts eroded my resistance. “Okay,” I agreed, sliding my thigh over Mason’s sculpted back.
The first swipe of Mason’s tongue over my clit had me biting back a cry. White-hot desire pulsed through me as he laved my sensitive flesh. With a lusty moan, I ran my hand through Mason’s hair pressing him against my core. More. I need more.