Alphas' Embrace [Southern Supernatural Alphas] (Siren Publishing Menage Amour)

by Sara Anderson

  It was obvious there was a problem, and Sam’s elbows were wide from his body as he spoke with Gage. They both stood with their legs braced wide, and they both had jerky, sharp arm movements. It didn’t take a body language expert to see that they were furious.

  She closed her curtains and sucked her lower lip into her mouth. There was something going on, and she really didn’t want to know. She was so in love, but the worry that she’d drag Rylee into another relationship disaster nagged at her.

  It was hard to think with her body burning for them. Her clit throbbed with the need to have Sam touch her and fill her with his cock. She was complete when she was in his arms, and the only thing she lacked was having Gage, as well.

  She lay down on the couch and pulled her panties off before spreading her legs. She shoved her finger into her heated slit and collected her slick arousal and made tight circles on her clit. She wished she had some toys other than her small vibrator, but her imagination would have to do. She came with a whimper and pulled her hand away. She took herself to the bathroom and washed up. With her needs met, she lay down and sighed as she closed her eyes.

  Her dreams started frightening. One of the bikers turning into a dog and snapping at her while Collin held her baby and used her as a human shield, while she screamed at Collin to let her go. Rylee screamed in terror as bullets sank into the walls and furniture, and then the deafening silence as Collin dropped Rylee and ran, leaving them to face the few armed bikers that were in the apartment. Emmet Blemins yelling from across the hall, “I’ve called the cops.” Then the dreams changed. She was in the bar with Sam and Gage. The terror changed to lust as they tied her to a table with her legs spread wide and Sam filled her pussy while Gage fucked her mouth.

  Her body trembled as her muscles tightened even harder. She shook with pleasure as Sam’s cock drove into her pussy. Gage held her head in his hands as his cock thrust into her throat. She swallowed to keep herself from gagging until his head fell back and his face tightened. Jets of warm cum shot from his cock, and she swallowed it down and licked the head of his dick clean. “Such a good girl. Reward our good girl, Sam.”

  Her mouth opened in an effort to drag in more air as the force of Sam’s pounding thrusts shook her body. “Oh shit.” She wheezed as her body started to ignite. Just as the first tendrils of her orgasm started, her eyes opened.

  She groaned in frustration as she wiped the sweat off her brow. Once again, just as she was about to come, she woke up from her sexual fantasy. She was going to start another day sexually frustrated.

  She’d spent the last several days wrapped up in work and coming home exhausted, and today was no different. The sun was just rising, so it was time to get up. As much as she hated getting up early, she realized that if she got supper going in a slow cooker, then she wouldn’t have to cook when she got home when she was exhausted.

  First, she flipped on the lights, and then she walked into the kitchen and pressed start on the coffeemaker. A soft knock at her door had her tensing for a moment until she saw the silhouette of a man in a cowboy hat. Her stomach fluttered, and she tingled everywhere as she walked to the front door on shaking legs. Gage was here!

  “Hi.” She bit her lower lip as she moved aside for him to come in. Gage stood there with that wonderful grin on his face. “I have some extra breakfast casserole.”

  It should be a sin for a man to look that good. To make it worse, Brandy was still hell-bent on playing matchmaker and spent their lunch hours singing the praises of Gage’s cooking. He cooked, he made Rylee laugh, and he looked so damn good, as well. He was as handsome as he was kind, and he was ruining her plans to distance herself from him and his brother.

  “Thank you,” she said gratefully. She was hungry this morning and for more than just food. Her body was aching once again for Gage and Sam to feed her sexual fantasies as well as her stomach.

  Gage wore a perfectly fitted white T-shirt that left a lot of his perfectly tanned skin showing. Avery wanted to draw him close and kiss his neck. She could imagine him dragging her close, grasping her hair and pulling her head back. Her breasts would be pushed up by the action and he would tug the V of her shirt lower until her tight nipple was exposed. His teeth would graze the dark bud first, making her shudder as lightning bolts of pleasure shot through her. Shit. Down, girl, down. What the hell is wrong with you?

  Gage smiled at her as if he could sense her erotic daydreams and tipped his hat. “I’d better get to work. The rodeo is on early today.”

  “Oh, right, there’s another rodeo in town today.”

  “You look good out there when you’re in protector mode.” Her heart skipped a beat as her words registered. Gage was a natural-born protector. The first day she met him, he’d come to see her home safe. He’d helped her fight off her demons more than once. Her heart melted as the heat of her arousal flamed into an inferno.

  Gage smiled, and his face lit up as his two dimples made him even sexier. “It’s not what most people think of as sexy. Rodeo clowns either distract the bull so the rider can get to safety once they are thrown, or we protect the rider if he can’t get up.”

  Her smile faded. She’d seen for herself what he did. “Be careful, that’s dangerous.”

  “It is. Bull riding is the most dangerous sport in the world. It’s not if a cowboy gets hurt, but when. I like to be the one that keeps the young ones in one piece.”

  Gage stepped closer to her, and she couldn’t stop herself from stepping toward him. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer. “Do you feel the pull to mate the same as I do?”

  “Yes. You and Sam are all I think about anymore. I think I’m going crazy.”

  “Then we’ll go crazy together.” Gage’s lips met hers, and she groaned. Finally, he was really giving her a hot kiss, and it wasn’t a fantasy. She was so tired of only loving him in her fantasies. She ran her hands over his firm, muscular chest and pushed his shirt up.

  Gage’s hands moved, as well, moving her nightshirt up and her bottoms down. She kicked free of them without ever letting him go. Gage swept her into his arms and walked into her living room. He laid her on the couch and pulled her nightshirt free. “Finally,” he rasped as his gaze took in her naked body. “I’ve waited so long for you, and you are far more beautiful than I ever imagined.” His lips captured her nipple, and he sucked it into his mouth.

  Avery ran her hands in his hair and pushed her breast into him. His teeth bit down lightly on the dark bud, and she hissed at the sharp jolt of electric pleasure that the pain sent to her clit. He laved the pain away with his tongue, and then captured the other nipple.

  She bit her lip to keep herself from moaning too loud and waking up Rylee. He released her nipple and kissed a line to her flat belly. His tongue lapped at her belly button for a moment before his hands lowered and spread her legs wide.

  “Gage,” Avery whispered, unsure if they should do this. It was one thing to want two men, but to cross that line and have sex with Gage was frightening.

  His gaze met hers, and the simmering heat in the depths of his eyes fueled her own raging fire. “Shhh. Let me take care of you, sweetheart. Let me love you.” His voice was thick with need as his gaze held hers.

  Love her? Her heart melted,, and in that moment, she was loved. She spread her legs wider and Gage lapped at her slit with his tongue. She moaned as he thrust his tongue deep in her hole and gathered her juice. “Oh, Gage. Oh, oh.” She gripped his hair hard as her hips jerked. Her breath panted in and out of her chest as he gripped her hips and held her still. He lifted, and all traces of the good-natured Gage was gone. “You will lay there and take my tongue fucking. Do not cry out. If you wake up Rylee, I will pull you over my lap and spank you once we’re alone again.”

  The image he created by spanking her made her shudder in delight. She nodded her head, though, and bit down on her bottom lip, determined to keep quiet.

  “Good girl.” He resumed his long strokes against her pussy and cir
cled her clit. Avery’s hips lifted off the couch, and she pushed her cunt into his tongue as he hit that magic spot on her clit that had her opening her mouth as her body tensed. She could feel her orgasm building. Just a little more. A little more. Oh, oh, oh. She struggled to stay silent as the warmth of her orgasm crashed down on her.

  He moaned, and the vibration sent her over the edge once again. Gage thrust his tongue back into her hole as her pussy pulsed with her orgasms. When her muscles unclenched, he raised his body. “You are so wonderful.” He kicked off his boots and black denim jeans. The buckle clanked to the floor with a thud, and soon he was naked before her and stroking his cock. “You see this? I am so hard and in so much fucking pain, and it’s all you, baby. I’ve waited so long to have you, and all the while smelling you on my brother. I was one jealous bastard knowing he’d tasted you and I hadn’t. You do this to me. All the hand jobs in the world couldn’t satisfy me like you do.”

  Avery shrank down, feeling terrible that she’d come between them. “Are you mad?”

  “Never.” His knees hit the couch. “I’m just an impatient asshole that had trouble waiting for the right time.”

  She lifted her legs and hooked them around his waist. “I’m here now.”

  “Yes.” His lips met hers, and he thrust his tongue into her mouth. He gripped his cock and lined it up with her aching pussy, and then lifted up enough to pull her legs higher and further apart. He thrust in halfway, and his face tensed up as if he was in great pain. “Fuck,” he hissed. He pulled out until the tip of his cock head touched her folds and then thrust back in hard. He sank in balls-deep into her hot cunt and gripped her ass in his large hands.

  “Oh god, oh god.” Avery’s pussy was so full it ached, but in a delicious way she loved. His finger dug into her ass cheeks, and he pulled out, tensed, and slammed back in. Avery gripped the throw pillow and screamed into it. “Gage. Fuck. Harder, Gage.”

  “Fuck yeah,” he rasped and pounded into her. His thumb rubbed her clit, and she exploded around his dick. He changed the angle as she screamed even louder while firmly holding the pillow over her face.

  “I want you. Let me have you.” Gage’s tone sounded nearly bestial.

  “Yes,” she screamed.

  Gage’s face landed in the crook of her neck, and then pain erupted for a split second before a supernova surged within her womb. Her pussy gripped his cock as he growled. She felt hair growing along his body and pleasure radiated from the pain in her neck. She could only pant and cry out at the sensations gripping her. Her body clenched as she sensed Gage’s consciousness within her as if they were truly one.

  With a moan, he shuddered and his cock pulsed within her. His hot seed filled her as she gripped him to her tightly as his teeth released her. “You’re all mine now, Avery,” he rasped between ragged breaths.

  “Yours,” she agreed as she kept her legs locked around his waist and stroked his skin. The sun rose higher as the morning wore on, and they cuddled while he gently rubbed her skin.

  He kissed her and made love to her twice more before he finally stood up and walked into the bathroom. “Let me clean you up a bit, love.” He gazed at her with such a strong emotion, Avery had to look away.

  A motorcycle sounded outside, and she tensed for a moment. “Fuck, that’s Wyatt. I have to go and see what he found out.” He pulled his clothes on as Avery found hers. He kissed her and held her close for a moment. “Thank you. We have much to discuss and work out, but remember this. I love you, Avery.”

  She melted into him, and her lips met his for a tender kiss. His hands massaged her tense muscles as he held her close.

  “I have to go. I’m already late.” Gage continued to hold her tightly to him. “I can feel the warring feelings in you. I understand completely. You’ve been hurt…a lot. I promise to spend the rest of my life proving to you that I would never hurt you. Not without your permission, that is.”

  She could only stare up into his face. She had no idea what to say. Promise him she’d not get scared and run again? No, she wouldn’t lie to him. After all, the very man who betrayed her and left her and Rylee to die had promised her his everlasting love, and he was good with Rylee for a while, but then he changed. It was terrifying to her to trust again. “I’ll try,” she whispered.

  “That is all I ask of you. We will earn your trust.” He glanced over at her BDSM book and smiled. “One day perhaps you will trust us enough to let you explore your needs.”

  Avery followed his gaze and saw her current book about a young woman exploring BDSM for the first time in a club. “You know about this stuff?”

  Gage nodded. “Sam and I both do. If you ever trust us enough, I hope you would give us the honor of being your Doms.”

  “You’ve gone into a real club and used that stuff?”

  “Yes.” Gage leaned in and kissed her forehead. “I really have to go now, love. We’ll talk later this evening.” Before she could say anything more, he opened the door and walked down the stairs.

  After she closed her front door, she watched Gage walk over to the man who’d ridden the motorcycle in. He looked a little beat-up, and his leather jacket appeared to have been slashed with a knife or some other sharp instrument. Who was Wyatt, and why was he all beat-up? There was no doubt that man had been in a fight. He limped as Gage helped him into the house.

  “What the hell is going on?”

  She pressed her forehead to the glass. She wanted to run, but she was also in love with both Sam and Gage. She sank to the floor and wrapped her arms around her knees. She was so lost and confused, but she didn’t know what to do.

  She picked up her phone and texted Brandy.

  I just had sex with Gage. OMG I am such a slut.

  She watched her phone, and a minute later, it lit up with Brandy’s picture.

  Yes! Finally!! I was beginning to doubt my powers, and I am telling both of them you said that. They love you and you love them. Deny it all you want, but I know the look of a woman trying to deny fate. You are miserable because you won’t just accept them.

  She cried even harder as she texted back.

  I’m so scared. Collin was a monster.

  She stared out the window as more lights came on in Sam’s house, and then Brandy texted back.

  Talk to them. Tell them everything. Trust me when I say they can handle any shit you throw at them.

  I’ll try.

  It was the best she could do. She got up as she heard Rylee’s feet hit the floor. It was time to start her day.

  Chapter Five

  That evening, a light breeze was turning chilly as Avery walked out of the warehouse and toward her car. The heat from the afternoon sun radiated off the blacktop and created a swirling mix of hot and cold in the evening air. Rylee skipped along beside her with a huge smile on her face. She’d spilled her heart out to her best friend, Brandy, at their hour-long lunch. Without giving any details about her relationship, or the men that turned into dogs, she told her about the betrayal Collin put her through. How he had sworn to love them and then left them. She couldn’t bring herself to tell her the worst of it, but it was a start.

  Brandy had taken her hand and held it tight as she assured her that Sam and Gage were nothing like that. They were both Alpha male protectors that would die keeping them safe. While she was still torn, she felt better having Brandy to talk to, even if most of their conversations happened at the lunch hour. She was unlocking her car when Brandy leaned against the front bumper of her car.

  “I saw Sam after lunch today. Did he come by to see you?”

  Avery frowned. “No. Should he have?”

  Rylee appeared to be bursting at the seams as her face beamed up at her.

  “Did you see him?” Brandy asked Rylee.

  She nodded with a toothy grin.

  Avery’s heart melted at Rylee’s smile. She’d made more progress in the last few weeks since meeting Sam and Gage than she had with months of that therapist. That also made it nearly i
mpossible to keep Sam and Gage at bay. They’d been excellent with Rylee, and her little girl no longer hid all the time or sat holding her doll looking like an abused puppy that was ready to run and hide at the slightest provocation. “Did he talk to you?”

  Rylee shook her head no, and then her face turned to Brandy. It was too bad that Rylee still refused to speak. She could maybe find out why Sam was at her job. She made hunting gear and shipped it to outdoor stores. It wasn’t the place a man like Sam just dropped in at.

  “Oh well.” She’d worry about it later. For now, it was Friday night. She’d planned on getting a pizza and trying to find a movie they’d both enjoy. They had the hell of therapy tomorrow with the therapist she hated. She’d spent the last week trying to find another therapist for Rylee, but the closest one was four hours away, one way. Last night she thought about running again. It was the only option she had now, and she’d had it all worked out until the reality of leaving Sam and Gage hit her. She sank to the kitchen floor and cried into her hands at the pain that thought inflicted. Just thinking about not seeing them and the possibility of Rylee getting worse once again made her a mess. She had to figure something out and quick.

  “I came by more than just to pester you about Sam.” Brandy looked down at Rylee. Was that a wink? Rylee didn’t know how to wink, or did she? “I was hoping you’d come to a barbecue with me.”

  “A barbecue huh?”

  “Yeah, why not? I hear they have a feast planned.”

  “I don’t know. Rylee was looking forward to pizza.”

  Her daughter started shaking her head in denial and turned her pleading eyes on Brandy, who also had that same look in her eyes. Avery knew when she’d been had and sighed. “I’m outnumbered, it seems. Okay.”

  “Great!” Brandy clapped and leapt toward her own car. “I will meet you at your house.”

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