by Tabke, Karin
“Falon!” Rafa called hoarsely, as his body spiraled out of control. At that exact moment, Falon came undone. She screamed as the pressure in her body shattered.
Rafa rose up, sinking his teeth into her neck as he came with her in a wild torrential storm.
Falon’s body crashed and rolled, the intensity of her orgasm nearly unseating her.
Off in the distance, Lucien’s mournful howl shattered their intimacy.
Falon tensed, this moment she had so longed for lost to Lucien’s vocal refusal to accept her union with his brother.
“I’m going to fucking kill my brother,” Rafe snarled.
There was no time to gradually come down from the high they had just experienced. Falon was as angry as Rafa that Lucien would selfishly ruin such an important moment between them. How dare he? Rafael had not interrupted her and Luca back in the forest, why did he have to do this?
Lucien! she shouted as she and Rafe separated, and she stood on shaky knees. Her moment may have been disturbed but her body had yet to recover from the traumatic orgasm.
Like the alpha he was, Lucien’s wolf sauntered slowly toward them, not chagrined but arrogant. As he approached, he shifted and glared at her.
“Why did you do that? Why did you try to ruin it?” she demanded. And as she asked the ridiculous question, she knew exactly what the answer was. And felt selfish and foolish for having the audacity to be even the slightest bit angry. This was not just about her. It was about all of them.
“Oh, I don’t know,” he shrugged. “Maybe because my brother marked you, my chosen one! And you couldn’t fuck him hard enough.”
“You have no claim!” Rafe said, stepping past her but keeping a possessive hand on her.
Shaking her head, Falon pushed Rafa’s hand away and moved between the two brothers. Touching neither of them, she put her arms out halting them both as they made moves to go to fists. “We are three adults! Can we act like it?” she shrieked. She was at her breaking point. All of it: her father, Fenrir, her mother’s lies, the eminent rising, and her broken heart for the two men she loved, was suddenly too much for her to bear. She needed them, both of them, if she were going to survive another minute.
When neither brother spoke, Falon sharply exhaled, focusing on releasing the tension inside of her. One of them had to remain calm. “We are past jealousy and chest beating. What we have is too precious to throw away. I’m not going to let that happen and I’m not going to keep refereeing.” She looked at Lucien and had to bite back a smile. He looked like a petulant child whose favorite toy had been taken away. The urge to smile quieted. In reality, that is exactly what had happened. She felt for him, she really did, but now he would have to learn to share.
“Listen to me, both of you. I know this is hard, but I think you both are coming to the realization that this is how it has to be if none of us are going to be hurt more than if it doesn’t work. With the three of us together as one, no one gets their heart broken. No one has to live without the other. No one will long for the other. And”—she looked pointedly at each of them—“neither one of you can deny that sharing me physically doesn’t excite you on some primal level.”
Unmoved by her impassioned words, they stared stonily at her. Oh, my God! They were stubborn.
“Do you love me?” she asked Lucien.
“You know the answer to that.”
“Do you want me above all others?”
“You know I do.”
“If you could not have me would you take another?”
His eyes narrowed dangerously. “No.”
Falon tuned from Lucien to Rafael. “Have you released Anja?”
He nodded curtly.
It was tremendous, wonderful news. “Do you love me above all others, Rafa,” she breathed.
“Yes,” he answered huskily.
“Would you take another if you could not have me?”
“Not again, no.”
She nodded and inhaled deeply then slowly exhaled. “I feel the same way about you both. If you both walked away from me this minute, I would not take another mate because I cannot happily live without one of you. It—it would be as if my heart or my soul was missing. I cannot exist unless I have both.” Those pesky tears stung her eyes. “I know committing to this unusual relationship goes against everything male in each of you, yet, you are both confident and strong.” She looked up into Lucien’s glittering golden eyes. God he was beautiful. His dark hair hung wildly around his soulful face. The intensity in his stare would have unnerved most women. Lucien Mondragon would never be tamed, but Falon was more than woman enough for him, for the both of them.
“Earlier,” she said to her angry alpha, “when you were kissing me, and it was—” Her cheeks heated. “During what Rafa was doing, I could barely control the emotion inside me. It was beautiful. And I know at the very least you were aroused.” Her gaze swept his semi-erect penis, then swept back up to his stony stare. “Deny it all you want, Lucien Mondragon, but it gave you pleasure watching me receive pleasure.”
He growled low but did not deny it. She moved into him and pressed her hand over his heart. It lurched against her palm. “You’re selfish, Luca. Yesterday by the river, I knew Rafa watched, and it was the only reason I allowed you to make love to me.” His eyes widened imperceptibly. The black striations around his pupils pulsed with each heartbeat. “It excited me. It made me come harder and faster, just like today while you watched.” Her hand trailed down his taut belly to his thickening erection. She rubbed her thumb across the dewy head. “Even now the thought of me coming while you watch turns you on.” She leaned into him and on her toes she kissed him. “It turns me on that it turns you on.”
He grabbed her hand and forced it around his shaft. Hissing in a breath his eyes narrowed to slits. “What you are asking of me and Rafe is more than shared sex. You’re asking that we live together as a unit of three. I don’t know how to do that.”
“Nor do I. But for you and for Rafa, I’m willing to learn.”
He snarled and pulled her hard against his chest. “I love you with everything I possess Falon. Everything,” he hissed. He looked past her to his brother. “I love Rafe almost as much as I love you but I don’t know if I can do what you ask.”
She smiled and ran her fingers through his long hair. “Oh, Luca, you are the most confident man I know. You have nothing to fear by loving me when your brother does, too.”
She turned slightly to Rafe who stood, rigid and quiet.
“Talk to me, please,” she asked softly.
He exhaled sharply and, as frustrated as his brother, he ran his fingers through his short hair.
When he didn’t speak, Falon reached out to him, tracing her fingers along the rigid line of his jaw. “Rafa, please, talk to me. What are you feeling? I need to know.”
He shook his head as if he didn’t believe what he was about to say. “Yesterday, when I watched you and Lucien, it tore me up.” He jammed his fingers through his hair again, his agitation plain to see. “Damn it, until I stopped and looked at your face. I saw it, the love you have for him, and the pleasure he gave you. It was fucking beautiful and as jealous as I was of that love, watching you, it— Shit!” He clamped his jaw shut, fighting the honesty. “And just now? While I was inside you, your love for me radiated through your pores. I felt how your body hit overdrive when Lucien kissed you when I was between your thighs. It made me harder, knowing you were so turned on.”
Her heart slammed against her chest and she felt herself getting wet again. Lucien’s nostrils flared, and his lips quirked.
Rafael moved closer. Reaching out, he trailed his fingertips along her shoulder and collarbone, softly stroking, his mind still not at ease with what she asked. Warmth shimmered like sparklers through her. Her heart skipped several beats, waiting for his next words.
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“I won’t be led around by the balls, Falon. And you can’t play us against each other,” he said.
Oh, my God. Was he—?
Afraid to speak—thinking it was a dream—Falon forced her words. “If anyone is going to be led, it will be me, Rafa.” Holding his stare to prove her truth, she continued, “I will follow each of you wherever you choose to take me.”
Lucien chuckled and kissed her just below her jaw where it met her jugular. Her body swelled against his lips, and she sighed. Would she ever get enough of these two? No. Never.
“Somehow, angel face,” Luca said, turning her to him, “I can’t see you rolling over on your back and playing submissive to either of us.”
She smiled trying very hard not to jump up and down in glee. Though she had hoped and prayed for this moment, she never truly believed it would happen. That it did left her stunned and beyond excited.
When Luca swept his tongue along the pulsing ridge of her vein, she breathlessly exhaled. “You would be surprised how submissive I could be if I wanted to.”
He nipped her skin and she melted.
“Where would you sleep each night?” Rafa asked from behind her. He was so close his warm breath caressed her shoulder. Her knees trembled.
“With you both.”
Rafa nipped her shoulder. “So greedy.”
She closed her eyes and swallowed. Nervous anticipation spiraled out of control through her. “I could alternate or—ah.” Lucien’s lascivious tongue laved a scorching path between her breasts. It felt so good.
“If we united the packs, who would be alpha?” Lucien asked as his tongue teased a circle around her nipple.
“Like when you lived under the curse, one of you by day the other by night,” she breathed, realizing that just might be the answer.
“An interesting concept,” Lucien said, licking another circle around her nipple this time closer. Oh, please, take it!
“How do we raise our children?” Rafa whispered as his lips touched that sensitive place behind her right ear. She could barely stand her knees shook so hard.
“With love and dignity,” she whispered. Her breasts swelled so painfully her nipples distended, begging Lucien for succor.
“You make a good case, Falon,” Rafa whispered. “But you’ll have to convince me how this can work.” He slid his palms down her back to her buttocks, gliding his thumbs along the seam to her anus. She bit back a moan when he pressed her into Lucien’s erection. “You can start now.”
Fifteen
HOLY MOTHER OF God. It was really happening. Her two alphas coming together for her. No snarling, no chest beating, no dream. She was beyond thrilled. Beyond excited. Beyond grateful that these two proud men loved her enough to try.
Lucien dropped to his knees in front of her, as Rafael’s hands slid around her waist then up to her breasts.
“I don’t know what to do,” she gasped, suddenly feeling shy and vulnerable. They were two, and so powerful.
“Just enjoy,” Rafa breathed against her ear.
He pulled her gently back against him, holding her liquefying body steady, as Lucien spread her thighs and lifted one leg over his shoulder. Turbulent anticipation wracked through her.
“You’re so pretty and pink, angel face,” Lucien huskily admired, sliding a thick finger down her seam. “And so fucking wet.” He leaned into her and kissed her smooth mons, then flicked her straining clitoris with his clever tongue.
Falon jerked against his mouth, inhaling a long, jagged breath, thankful Rafa steadied her from behind. His thick erection dug into her back demanding attention.
Their unabashed need for her combined with their willingness to share was headier than any drug-induced high. She was more than up for the challenge to please both of her men and eager to do so. Sinking her fingers into Lucien’s thick hair, Falon snaked her right hand behind her back and cupped Rafa’s heavy balls.
He moaned, moving into her as Lucien wantonly consumed her flesh. His tongue dragged across and around her hard nub, stimulating it harder. His full lips suckled her swollen folds. The succulent sound of her juices as he lapped her incited her desire to dizzying heights. She squeezed Rafa’s balls then slid her hand to the base of his shaft and squeezed harder when Lucien’s tongue dove deeply into her.
“Ahh,” she gasped, losing her balance. Again, Rafa steadied her and, not missing a beat, Lucien lifted her other leg over his shoulder. Now she was completely in their power. She trembled violently, afraid she might disappoint them.
“Relax, sweetheart,” Lucien whispered against her sultry opening. “We got this.”
Falon liquefied, giving in to all of it when he caught her clitoris between his teeth and slid a thick finger deeply into her. Her head lolled back against Rafa’s chest as her muscles clamped around Lucien’s finger. Oh, that felt so— “Luca!” she cried when he sucked her clit into his mouth and spanked it with his tongue. Out of nowhere, the orgasm blindsided her, wracking her body with short, hard jolts of ecstasy. Her fist tightened around Rafe, and as she tried to control her spasming hips, she pumped him from root to head.
Lucien kissed her wet lips as she gasped for breath, anticipating the next wave of hedonistic pleasure even as she basked in the current sensual meltdown. When Luca inserted another finger into her, Falon’s body dissolved. Greedily, she pressed her hips into his face wanting him deeper, harder— Air hissed from her lungs when Rafa rolled her sensitive nipples between his fingertips and nipped at the soft skin behind her ear.
It was sensory overload at its very, very finest. Her hips moved wantonly against Lucien’s mouth and fingers. She was slippery wet. “Ohh . . .” she moaned, when he slipped a finger into her anus. She was so wet, so worked up, so ready for total invasion he had no trouble slipping in. The sensation pushed her hard to the edge of no return.
Waves of emotional awareness churned inside of her. This was amazing, and beautiful. It was— Her body shuddered fiercely as the tension in every molecule rushed skyward for relief then, in a cataclysmic eruption, spilled over. Desperately she turned her head and caught Rafa’s lips, screaming just as the orgasm tore through her. Like a live wire, her body quivered and jerked, impaled by lips, fingers, and tongue.
As her overstimulated body tried to regulate the pleasure pulses rippling through her in waves, Lucien kissed a slow trail from her soaking wet pussy to her belly. Gently he lowered his shoulder and her liquid legs wobbled. “I can’t stand,” she whimpered.
“On your knees, Falon,” he commanded her.
Only because she was greedy for more did she find the strength to obey. Lucien moved in behind her, and gently pushed her forward so that she was on all fours. Rafe stood in front of her, his glorious erection bobbing in front of her. Sticking out her tongue, reverently she lapped him from his thick root to the soft wide head.
Tilting her chin with one hand so that he could watch, Rafa caught and held her gaze. With his other hand he grasped his cock and moved into her begging mouth just as Lucien filled her from behind.
It was beyond anything she imagined, the sublimity of both of them willingly inside her. It was too perfect a moment. All three of them moaned in glorious pleasure. For long seconds they didn’t move as their body parts familiarized themselves with this new erotic event.
Rafa swelled in her mouth as she continued to gaze at him. Lucien was buried balls deep into her pussy, his cock twitching in tempo to their matching heartbeats. Falon closed her eyes and allowed Rafa’s to catch up and beat the same cadence.
Hot power thrummed through her to them and through them back to her. Awestruck by what they created, Falon opened her eyes.
“You okay, baby?” Rafe asked as he smoothed the hair from her face.
She closed her eyes briefly, then slowly opened them.
“Ready?” Lucien hu
skily asked from behind her.
She had been ready from “hello.” Pressing her swollen pussy into Luca, her mouth tugged at Rafa’s equally swollen cock. They moaned as one, the sound deep, sexy, and hungry.
Slowly, Luca slid back, his hot cock dragging against her sensitive tissue as Rafe, still holding his cock steady, slid his hand around the back of her head to steady her, and gently pushed past her lips, then deeper until his cock head hit the back of her throat. As Rafe withdrew, Lucien thrust deeply into her. Her charged body shook violently with emotional and stimulus overload.
Rafa’s cock was velvety hard, molten hot candy in her mouth. She sucked him hard each time he thrust into her, and was grateful for his steadying hands. Lucien pounded against her sweet spot each time he thrust into her. His cock was thick with blood and the veins defined. When that wonderfully sexy piercing of his slid up and down her vaginal walls, it redefined erotic. Alone it could make her come. But Luca always gave more than the bare minimum. He always gave her his all. He made sure she enjoyed each sensuous inch of him.
“Angel face,” he hoarsely whispered as he grasped her by the cradle of her hips sinking deeply into her. “You have no idea what you do to me.” Then in a slow, deep, sensual cadence, he fucked her cunt in perfect symmetry to Rafa fucking her mouth.
No words could describe what she felt at that moment, so she didn’t try to think of them. Instead, Falon let completely go, allowing the tumultuous waves of sensation to sweep her higher, battering her with relentless, intense pleasure. Sweat slickened her skin, and her lips were wet with saliva, affording Rafa’s cock swift easy movement in and out of her mouth. Lucien’s fingers dug into her skin, and Rafa’s fingers dug into her scalp. They were twin wrecking balls on her body, and as she visualized what they were doing to her, she came in a wild crazy inferno of overflowing sensation. And as her body gyrated wildly around them, they drove into her, releasing their seed in both ends of her. The velocity of their orgasms spiraled from Lucien through Falon and into Rafa in a lightning-hot flash of energy that consumed them.