Fox Hunt

by Ellis Leigh

  Dalton came on the first tug, cursing a blue streak as he released inside my mouth. I swallowed every drop, licking over the tip of him before releasing his cock. And Cade—he just kept pounding into me. Fucking me hard. So hard. At least until Dalton added his hand between my legs, pressing up on my clit as he forced me to stand straight again. Leaning closer so he could pin me against Cade.

  “His dick’s good, isn’t it?” Dalton said, rolling the heel of his hand against my clit. “Clench hard on him, princess. He likes that. Clench nice and strong, and he’ll come inside you. Fill you up with all his come and satisfy your heat for now.”

  Oh yes. Yes, yes, yes. I clenched hard, tightening my muscles and dropping my head back against Cade’s shoulder. Looking up at him as I whispered, “I want your come inside me. I need it.”

  Cade groaned and shook, coming with a hard expression on his face and a deep thrust that filled me to the point of pain. I responded with a strong aftershock, my pussy quivering all over his cock. Sucking him deeper. Claiming every drop of his release.

  Strangling him as he practically broke me in two.

  “Goddamn,” Cade said, dragging his teeth over my neck as he pulled out of me. “Best fucking pussy in the world and made just for us.”

  Yes, I was. I totally was. And they were all made just for me.

  My men cleaned me up carefully, lovingly rubbing a towel over my sensitive flesh and dropping soft kisses all over my body. They chuckled when I sagged into their arms, mocking my exhaustion. I couldn’t help it, though. The heat had abated, but I was tired. So very tired. My body and my brain needed a long nap to process everything and recover from such an intense experience.

  Thankfully, Cade and Dalton were more than ready to put me to bed. But when we stepped out of the bathroom, we weren’t alone. Liam stood at the bottom of the stairs, and he looked positively livid.

  “Everyone upstairs. Now.”

  Chapter Thirty-Four

  Breakfast should have been a nice, calm affair, what with Dalton feeding me as I sat on Cade’s lap with all my men around me. Sadly, that wasn’t the case.

  “The bastard tried four times to breach the barn, but we were able to stop him. We just couldn’t actually catch him.” Liam huffed, his shoulders stiff and a heavy scowl on his handsome face. Pissed off. My ex was driving my stallions crazy, and there wasn’t much I could do about it.

  “He’s close,” Matthew said, looking just as upset as Liam. “He’s so close, I can smell the fucker. One mistake, and he’s going down. I was right behind him last night, but he slipped away from me. If I could have just—”

  “We stick to the plan,” Liam said, his voice a deep rumble as he shot a glare at the dominant stallion. “We do not engage without another member of the herd for backup.”

  “Liam’s right,” Cade said, his face hard and his gaze strong. “Only Dalton and I have the training to take this guy on alone. He’s human, but he’s got skills. Do not underestimate him.”

  The bad boy of the herd scoffed. “Fucker’s got nothing on us.”

  “No, he doesn’t,” Liam said, growling through his words. “And we’re going to keep it that way. He’s close—almost close enough to make a play. When he does, I want a team ready to take him out. Not a lone man who might not be able to make this a clean capture.”

  Matthew didn’t look happy about that one bit. In fact, he kicked his chair back and stood up from the table in a huff. “We’re finishing this today. Let’s go, Garrett.”

  The two headed out the door, Matthew looking fiercely angry as he slammed out the screen door. Garrett at least stopped to kiss the top of my head and rub my shoulder on his way out. Something Matthew had neglected to do. I appreciated the kindness, though I also understood Matthew’s frustrations. This was wearing on all of us.

  Liam sat back in his chair, staring up at the ceiling as if the white surface might give him some sort of direction. Looking very much like a lost man needing something to find him. Something…or someone. I patted Cade’s thigh and slipped off his lap, heading for our leader. Wanting to do anything I could to ease his strain.

  “Hey there. You smell so damn good,” Liam said as I straddled his lap and kissed his neck. He likely meant the scent of my heat, which had been increasing again since we’d come upstairs. But that wasn’t why I was on him.

  “You’ve hardly eaten.”

  He sighed. “Too distracted to eat.”

  “Should I make you a cake? Something sweet to tempt you with?” I sat back, grinning. Almost vibrating with excitement when his lips quirked up in a half smile.

  “If I wanted something sweet, I’d just eat you, sugar.”

  Yeah, he would. He loved the taste of me—or so he’d said. But today was about Cade and Dalton, and Liam had a job to do. So with a big, smacking kiss and a pat on my ass, he helped me to my feet.

  “Quinn’s on cameras for two more hours,” Liam said, looking right at Cade. “Pretty sure every man in this room knows what’s going on with our girl right now, so I want you two focused on her. Whatever she needs, she gets.”

  “Not a problem,” Dalton replied, yanking me down onto his lap and sliding his hand between my legs. “I was just thinking it was time to head back to the safety of the basement for a while.”

  Where we could be alone. Where they could ease the burning inside of me. “Yeah. Okay. Let’s do that.”

  I didn’t even blush as the men laughed at my eagerness. Instead, I led the way downstairs, leaving Tripp to clean up the breakfast dishes on his own. He didn’t seem to mind—in fact, he’d shot me a wink and an air kiss before turning for the sink. They all knew I was in a needful way. Next time, it might be their turn to take care of me through the mating fever. To use their bodies to sate the fire within.

  I was almost across the basement room when strong hands grabbed me around the waist, and then I was flying. I landed in a heap on the bed, rolling to the head of it with a laugh. “What was that for?”

  Cade, the perpetrator of the toss, tugged his shirt over his head, looking like a man on a mission. “Your heat is building. You need to be fucked.”

  Blunt much? “I’m fine if there's something else—”

  Dalton rolled onto the mattress beside me, already shirtless and with his pants unfastened. His hands zeroed in on my hips to yank me toward him. “Fine isn’t good enough, princess. We want you satisfied. Are you satisfied yet?”

  No. In fact, the more they talked and undressed and looked at me as if I was their greatest desire, the worse I felt. The hotter I burned. The more I needed. “No. I’m not satisfied yet.”

  Cade grunted. “Take care of her, D.”

  “What about you?” I asked, frowning at my seventh mate. “I can handle both of you.”

  Cade’s smile turned absolutely wicked. “You’re not quite ready for both at once, woman. Soon, though. Matthew may have started the work, but two at once isn’t the same as being fucked while wearing a plug. Besides, right now, I just want to watch.”

  Like Quinn. Oh my stars, that was hot.

  Dalton started nice and slow, sliding my shirt—Cade’s shirt, really—up to my neck then sucking my nipple into his mouth with a groan. Cade settled on the chair next to the bed, turning it so he could get a good view. Sitting deep, spreading his legs and immediately taking his cock in his hand.

  He didn’t stay silent, though. “Don’t look at me, woman. Dalton’s the one who’s going to make that pussy nice and wet.”

  “While you watch.”

  “Yeah.”

  “Like Quinn.”

  Cade cocked his head, darting his eyes down to Dalton, who was settling between my thighs.

  “Go ahead,” Dalton said, as if his partner had already asked him a question. “I’ve got some serious eating to do if I’m going to make this little lady scream for me.”

  And oh, he meant it. His tongue hit my clit, making me fall back. Sending shock waves throughout my body. Still, I stared at Cade. Mesm
erized by his hand gripping his hard cock. Remembering how he’d sat and watched Dalton jack off the night before. How he’d fucked me so hard and well in the shower that morning.

  Realizing how little I knew about them.

  “How did you two meet?” Talking wasn’t easy—not with Dalton licking and sucking on the flesh between my legs—but I did it. I arched my back and closed my eyes for a second as Dalton’s tongue swept right over my clit in a lashing motion, but I kept my focus. Looked at Cade and watched as he flicked that little metal bow tie in his cock. The one I had yet to play with.

  Cade seemed surprised by that question. “We grew up in the same herd.”

  Dalton hummed his agreement before backing away from my flesh and sliding two fingers inside me. “He was a bully in the pasture.”

  I closed my eyes for another second and groaned, focusing on the pleasure of being filled by him. Reaching down to grab his wrist when it wasn’t enough. “More. Please.”

  Dalton chuckled and circled my clit with his thumb. “Only because you asked so nicely.”

  Once he had me whining and twisting for more, he pulled his hand from my body and rolled me over, lying on his back to position me on top of his hips. Hanging on as I slowly sank down on his thick, hard cock. “Better, princess?”

  I could only nod because better didn’t begin to describe how good he felt as he slid deeper and deeper. Besides, I needed my words for other things. “You two remind me of military men.”

  “Because we are,” Cade said, going back to stroking his cock as he watched me bounce on Dalton’s. “D and I spent a number of years in the Marines before all the medical tests and computers made it too hard to hide our true nature.”

  Marines. No wonder they were so tough and mean. So rough around the edges.

  Dalton surprised me with a big thrust up, nearly knocking me off-balance and hitting something delicious inside of me. “What else, Waverley? What do you want to know about us? Keep bouncing on my cock, and we’ll tell you everything.”

  Oh, but I couldn’t think. He was so deep inside of me. The way he held my hips and ground against me did delicious things to my clit. I trembled and hissed, moving faster. Needing more. Wanting to hit that peak with him. And still, I watched Cade as he rose to his feet and moved closer. I tried hard to think, to find something to say, the right formation of letters to ask him what he was doing or where he was going. Words were so hard, though. Too hard.

  “Ask him,” Cade said as he slipped in behind me, leaning his big body into mine and holding on to my hips. “Ask him something, and I’ll give you a treat.”

  I clutched his arm, still bouncing on Dalton, still so close to coming, I could almost taste it. Fighting my desire to let go to follow Cade’s instructions. To get my treat. “How did you know?”

  “Know what? Be specific.” Cade bent my body over a little, dragging his hand up my spine.

  “That you…together. That the two of you…”

  “Were bisexual?”

  I shivered, fantasizing about them together like that. About watching them. I was going to come just thinking about such things. “Yes. Yes, that.”

  “We just did. It was always us, you know? We were best friends growing up, but when we hit puberty, we both knew we needed more. Being together was as natural as breathing, but we’ve always wanted a woman with us as well. Our herd kicked us out after they found out about us, but Liam and Matthew took us right in and never said a word about it. Just gave us our space to be who we were as we all waited for our fated mate.”

  I couldn’t even imagine being shunned by my skulk, my family, for nothing more than the way I loved. Couldn’t think about it. I focused instead on the men of the Hidden E and how they’d created a family so easily. “That’s beautiful.”

  “It is. And now we have you, which finally makes us all complete.” Cade gripped me tighter, his voice slipping deeper as he said, “Are you ready for your treat?”

  A pop sounded in the room, pleasure exploding through my pussy. He’d smacked me square on the ass, hard and quick. Making my skin burn and my pussy quiver, making Dalton groan long and loud as I clenched around him. I fell forward, bouncing harder. Keening as Dalton fucked me deep and Cade grabbed my ass with both hands.

  “You like that, woman? Like to be treated like a naughty girl? How’d you like it if I spanked you while I fucked your ass? Would that make you feel better? Make your heat die down?”

  I couldn’t speak, couldn’t think of words because something cold and wet was coating my asshole and Cade was rising up behind me. The only thing I could even think of to say was yes and please and please again.

  “No need to beg,” Dalton said, slowing down and peeking over my shoulder. “Cade’s got you, princess. We’ll make sure this first time is so good for you.”

  “Absolutely.” Cade's thick finger slid into my ass, making me clutch at Dalton as the two filled me. As they worked in tandem to bring me to the brink. But then Cade retreated, only to come back a minute later.

  “Push back for me,” he said as something bigger and thicker slid between my cheeks. As it pushed inside. His cock. Double penetration. One in my pussy, one in my ass, surrounded by my stallions as my body burned for both of them. A total fantasy and a dream come true. The sting didn’t matter, the pressure building didn’t matter. Nothing mattered but the fire building inside of me and the feel of my men surrounding me.

  “Yes, yes. Fill me up. Please. I need it.”

  “Fuck, she’s so hot.” Cade rocked and pushed deeper, moving slowly as Dalton held still beneath me.

  “She’s tight, too. Jesus, fuck—she’s so tight on my cock.” Dalton grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled me flat against his chest, kissing me deeply. Both of us groaning loudly as Cade seated himself in my ass.

  “There we go,” Cade said before sliding back a few inches. “Stuffed to the limits, aren’t you? Fuck, you’re so damn tight. I’m going to blow quick like some sort of teenager here. Make her come, D. I can’t wait.”

  Dalton fucked up harder, both men working back and forth and driving me to the brink. Grunting and groaning and writhing against me. Dalton kept his hand on my clit, too—rubbing and circling and pressing as Cade whispered the filthiest words in my ear.

  “You’re going to feel me for days, woman. You’ll be dripping our come down your thighs too. Every stallion here will know I took your ass today. They’ll be so damned jealous that I filled you up with my come back here while Dalton filled that greedy pussy. They’ll all be begging to get inside this sweet heaven.”

  I dropped my head to Dalton’s chest, groaning as my pleasure spiked, as it grew and pulsed…as it broke. As my body locked down on both cocks and sent the three of us into a writhing, moaning mass of humanity.

  There was no denying I’d had two men when all was said and done—my ass stung and the wet spot beneath us was…well, twice as big as normal. But when Cade picked me up and carried me to the shower, and when Dalton stood behind me and washed my hair as he whispered how perfect I was for them and how happy they were that I was there, none of that mattered.

  I was with my stallions, and for one brief moment, nothing outside of that room could touch me.

  Chapter Thirty-Five

  The day was spent in both heaven and hell. I had two of my stallions to tease me, to make me come over and over whenever my heat built up. That was the heaven. The hell was that we also had to keep an eye on the security feed for most of the afternoon and evening. I didn’t mind doing it, but my men became much more intense when they were watching the screens, more aggressive. And me? I became obsessed with the waiting. No way was Chance leaving me alone. He was out there, in the dark on the farm with most of my herd of stallions. Trying hard to break through our safety net. And he was dangerous.

  “Here.” Cade set a plate in front of me, making me turn away from the camera monitors. It was…

  “Chicken and cookies?” I looked up at him, noticing his tight expr
ession and furrowed brow. The way he seemed almost uncomfortable.

  “Yeah, well…you need protein, and foxes like sweets.”

  Aw, my big soldier was trying to be nice. “We do, especially me. Cookies are my favorite. This is the perfect dinner for me, especially after a day in your bed. Thank you.”

  A smile crept across his face, but it was fleeting—the monitors caught his attention, and he went right back to frowning. “We good out there?”

  “All’s quiet.” Dalton rose to his feet and stretched, groaning. “Liam wants me to take over patrolling for Garrett and Matthew.”

  “Solo?” Cade asked, looking all sorts of unhappy about that.

  “Sounds like it.”

  “You planning on carrying?”

  I looked from Cade to Dalton, unsure what Cade meant. Dalton nodded and opened a metal cabinet. He pulled out a leather contraption and slipped it on over his shoulders. Buckles were fastened, and then he—

  He pulled out a gun.

  “Sweet mercy,” I whispered, unable not to. Unable to think about one of my men needing a weapon.

  “It’s just as a precaution, princess,” Dalton said, hurrying over once his gun was secured under his arm to grab my face and drop soft kisses on my lips. “No one’s getting close to you.”

  I grabbed his arms, holding him in place. “What if they get close to you?”

  Cade just chuckled. “We hope this fucker does.”

  I didn’t. But my men were strong, and Dalton had been a Marine. He knew what he was doing. Still…

  “Come back to me,” I said before letting Dalton go.

  He took a few steps back, beaming as he headed for the stairs. “Anything for you, princess. Anything at all.”

  And then he was gone, his footsteps pounding up the stairs. Leaving me alone with—

  “Eat,” Cade said with no real force behind his words. He looked as upset as I did, just in his own way. He had to be as worried as I was—likely more considering how long he and Dalton had been together.