“You know, I drove by this house every day for three months when I met with one of our families. They lived just down the road. I love this place.” Waverly laughed.
Vander smiled and pointed to the front porch. He had just had it enclosed and add an air condition so he could sit outside at night and be comfortable. He loved the outdoors too, but the big draw to the house had been the inside. The well-kept hardwood floors still gleamed as they had the day he saw the house. The dark cherry molding and banisters added to the old Victorian charm of the inside. Vander had painted the walls a creamy white; however, every room held a distinct decorator’s touch. The colors browns, blues, and golds were masculine but done tastefully, making the home seem welcoming and appealing. Kane had been shocked when he had first seen it. Claiming that Vander was a constant contradiction, but in a good way.
This was the first time he had allowed anyone into his home other than Kane; Jewel had not even been here she had only been to his old apartment. It felt right to make sure his mates liked the place before anyone else saw it. Maybe they were going to have to gut the whole thing and start over.
Waverly wandered from room to room silently, with Vander and Kane following slowly. Vander began to feel uneasy, especially when she didn’t make a noise, but when she entered the kitchen she gasped. Vander looked up and smiled, he loved his kitchen, not that he could cook really but he figured if he ever got married, she would—and the kitchen was state of the art. Chrome appliances with a deep red countertops and a black back splash. It was his favorite room in the house. It was warm and inviting. The corner nook table sat in a small area surrounded by windows. It looked over the enormous backyard, which held trees and only a wood fence that separated his yard from the woods surrounding the Grant Pack house.
“It is perfect,” Waverly whispered and Vander let out the breath he was holding. She liked it.
“I am glad you like it, although we can change anything you want,” Vander said quickly.
“No, it is gorgeous,” Waverly said and turned. “I can’t wait to cook our first meal together.”
“Not tonight.” Kade smiled and looked at Vander. “We have something planned.”
Waverly raised an eyebrow at the men and then laughed. “Oh really, are you so sure about that?”
“We hoped,” Vander said slowly.
“Of course if you need more time,” Kane said.
Waverly smiled and then walked up to them. They stood side by side; she stepped in between them and put her hand on both of their chests. “The doctor gave me a clean bill of health, the therapist said I have anger to work through but otherwise I am good to go if I would like to go ahead with the mating.”
“And?” Vander could not help but ask.
“And, I am more than ready for this mating,” Waverly said gently then leaned closer to the men and kissed them in turn. Kane first and then Vander, both men stood still and allowed her to make the first move, just like the therapist had told them.
“Why don’t we show you the master bedroom?” Vander smiled.
They had worked for the last week to make the room something for her. It had been easy really, all they did was go to the pack house and see how she had it decorated and replicated it here. Both of the guys liked the brilliant shades of reds and golds she had in her previous room. As they climbed the staircase, Waverly exclaimed over the woodwork, but when they showed her the master suite, she sucked in a breath. Vander and Kane waited as she took it all in.
The four-poster bed sat in the middle with a deep burgundy bedspread and gold netting hanging from the poles giving it a sensual inviting feel. The oak dressers had a cherry shine complimented by the gold rug that laid on the hardwood floors. In the corner was a desk and small sitting area with a window seat that looked over the backyard. The master bath opened up to the right side of the room. The large sunken tub and separate shower were surrounded by rustic tile with ledges lined with lit candles that made the room have a soft glow.
“Let me run you a bath, you can relax while we get dinner ready,” Kane said and walked into the bathroom where the huge tub took up the corner.
“Oh my, I could swim in there.” Waverly laughed and looked at Vander who was smiling smugly. “Your house is amazing.”
“No, our house is amazing, and it is because you are here,” Vander said slowly. “It was just a house before you two became my mates. Now with both of you here, it is a home.”
Waverly laughed and leaned over and kissed him softly on the lips. “Thank you.”
Vander smiled and nodded. “We will call you when dinner is ready.”
Kane smiled and he poured bath salts in that smelled like lilacs and then turned and kissed Waverly too. “Relax.”
“Heck yeah,” Waverly said and looked around. “What woman wouldn’t relax in here? It is my own personal hideaway.”
The men laughed and then left the room, intending on getting the food ready for their impending mating evening.
*****
“I am turning the pack over to Waverly and her mates,” Marcus said to Flynn as his second stood smiling.
“I think they will be good Alphas,” Flynn said and laughed. “With Ret and Lex as allies, this pack will flourish.”
“That is my plan,” Marcus said. “Besides, I would love nothing more than to retire and be a grandpa now.”
“When are you going to announce the change?” Flynn asked.
“Tomorrow, during the pack meeting,” Marcus said.
“I will make arrangements,” Flynn said. “And I will serve them faithfully, my friend.”
“I know you will,” Marcus said and turned back to the window. It was time for a change, and his daughter and her mates would just be the first step.
Chapter Nineteen
Her mating was everything she had ever dreamed of. Well, if she had dreamed of having two men mate with her, she laughed. Once she had finished with her bath, she had wrapped herself in a robe and wandered downstairs where she could hear her men.
“We thought maybe you would like something to eat first,” Kane said smoothly and took her hand, guiding her back out into the living room.
They had really gone all out, setting a seduction scene just for her. Three glasses of champagne had been poured, and some kind of chocolate dessert that had fruit and little cakes with spears. Even the lights had been dimmed. The room looked like seduction at its finest. She was going to be in trouble with her mates and she knew it.
Both wore silky, black pants and no shirt, and Kane held out a hand for her and smiled. “We wanted you to get a little more comfortable."
Waverly walked further into the room and laughed when she saw the look on their faces. Kane and Vander seemed relaxed with each other, which was good and strange, they hadn't really talked about the two-mate thing, and she supposed they had better. There could be no jealousy between them.
Waverly cleared her throat and both men remained on the floor but turned to look at her. She grinned and joined them on the floor.
After a few minutes, Waverly said, “So, I think we should talk about the two-mate thing. I mean it's different, and I really want this to work.”
“We agree. We have talked and we think that if each of us gets our own time with you, and then together, we'll be good. For some reason, the thought of sharing you with anyone but Kane drives me crazy, but with him it seems—natural.”
Kane nodded. “I agree. I think we're going to be fine, take it one day at a time, and be honest with each other.”
“Okay, well, I honestly want to get naked with you. How's that?” Waverly said softly and looked at them with the desire they all felt.
She felt bold and wanted to claim her mates, so she crawled slowly toward her men. They were lying in the perfect position with their heads together and their legs stretched out. She leaned in and kissed Vander, softly exploring his mouth with hers, trying to tease them into action. It really didn’t take much. Vander reached up, fisted his han
d in the back of her hair, and took the kiss over. He demanded a response and she gave it to him with everything she had, sweeping her tongue in his mouth. She dueled with him for dominance, but he won, making sure she knew who was boss. She shivered at the thought.
Being a strong female turned off some men, or made some think they could conqueror her. She would never submit to anyone but her mate, she had found two, and she was willing to give it all over to them. She sighed in Vander's mouth, leaned her head to the side, and allowed him to plunder her.
When he released her, Kane was right there and took over. Kane’s kiss was different, just as demanding but softer. Vander was going to be the most dominate of the trio. Which was fine with her. She leaned back and looked at her men.
“In a true triad, the men will also claim one another, uh, well that is, while having sex,” Kane said slowly, waiting for her to figure out exactly what he just said.
Waverly thought about it and looked at both of her mates, so maybe they were actually bisexual. She had never experienced it, and after she thought about it, it was kinda hot. Her men touching each other as well as her. She frowned and looked at them and said, “So what are we? You haven’t really told me what your feelings are about this. We have so much we need to learn, I think maybe we should wait,” Waverly said and then went to move back, but both men grabbed her arms and pulled her back along the wood floor.
“Hang on. We were going to talk about this. First off, I'll go. Yes, I'm attracted to Kane as well as to you. I have no problems working through this and waiting with him. You're what is important right now, Kane agrees. I have to tell you it's getting damn uncomfortable.”
Kane then leaned forward and caught her eyes so he made sure she listened to what he was saying. “Darlin', I won’t lie either and tell you I don't feel an attraction to Vander also, but I agree, we can deal with that later, when you have time to let this all settle.”
Waverly was silent and looked at her men and thought she must be fucking nuts, or they thought she was that shallow, it kinda hurt. If they were mates, they were mates. She wanted all this to be right from the beginning. Nothing about this was traditional and what they did in their bedroom was no one’s fucking business. If they were thinking she was mad or jealous, they were just flat ass wrong.
Waverly sat up but stayed close. “Okay, here are my thoughts, take them for what they are, but I'm telling you that if we're supposed to be a true triad, then we should. Besides, I think it's kinda hot to think you will be mates as well. I mean, sometimes it would be fun to watch.”
The men looked at each other and then her, and she shrugged. Vander made the first move and turned his head so he was facing Kane a little better. He then wrapped his hand around the back of Kane's neck, pulled him close, then claimed his mouth with the same demanding way that he had her. Oh yeah, he was gonna be the main man in the bedroom. Fun, they were defining their roles, she thought. Kane was just as dominant, but it looked like he even realized that Vander was the one who was going to take charge in the bedroom.
Waverly shifted, wanting to join in. She was sitting out here by herself. She thought, how unfair. Turning and letting her robe fall off her shoulders, she grabbed a glass of champagne, sipped it, and leaned back seductively.
“Boys, I think maybe tonight should be about all of us participating, don’t you think? Especially since you have shared each other already,” she smirked, the men seemed to have forgotten she was a wolf, she had smelled them on each other in the hospital. When they broke their kiss, she smiled and made sure her breasts were in view. She tipped the glass, letting the liquid flow over her chest and invited them to come and help her clean up. Both of them growled and crawled until they were each on a side of her, then she smiled and arched her back. Both of the men took the hint and latched onto her nipples. Lapping and kissing, she shivered at the difference in the sensations of having two lovers. Kane was commanding and firm, seductive and teasing all in one. His mouth was amazing, using just the right amount of pressure to suck at her nipple to make it hard.
Now Vander was demanding and hard, and made her shiver when he pulled on her nipple with his teeth, scraping with just the right amount of pain to make her feel her panties become wet. Oh yeah, this was gonna be fun, she thought, and then laid back as they both pushed her.
“I was thinking maybe it's time for a little dessert, don’t you?” Kane said and she frowned.
“Oh yeah. I'm gonna eat that sweet pussy with a little chocolate, champagne, and strawberries. That sounds about right.”
“I think I will feast on her tits with a little chocolate, oranges, marshmallow, and maybe a little bit more of the sweet champagne to round it out.”
Waverly just laid there while they discussed what they were going to do and began to get hot and bothered while they set everything up without even touching her. She wanted to protest, but the stern look from Vander when she moved a little had her following their lead.
Kane pulled the robe all the way off her so she lay there with only her small, pretty, pink, lacy panties. Vander grinned, leaned down, and kissed her mound. “Have you ever seen anything so pretty?”
“Hell no,” Kane said and pulled the top of her panties down and then licked her slowly. Vander helped him free her of her nice underwear by ripping the sides. She growled and he nipped at her breast until she sighed and relaxed.
Kane pulled her closer to him and said, “Gotta love wood floors. I'll get her ready for you, you get her ready for me, and then we switch.”
Vander grinned and nodded. Waverly looked at them curiously and watched as they did exactly what they said. Each grabbed a spoon and dipped it in the melted chocolate, she watched it drizzle off the edge and felt the anticipation. She wondered when they'd had time to melt chocolate and was going to ask until the first warm drop touched her skin.
Kane held the spoon up high and made designs on her pussy with the chocolate. She groaned when the warm liquid flowed over her skin, she felt it dripping down, mixing with her juices, and she wanted someone there right now to satisfy her.
Then Vander did the same thing over her chest and she knew she had to look like a mess, but she didn’t give a shit, her men were preparing her so they could feast on her body. She had never been this intimate with anyone before. She had always been the one in control and had sex with no speaking, and when she got off, she was done and got up and left. Yeah, sounded cold, but she did have an important job. Now she groaned and squirmed with the hope of pushing them along so she could claim them. But she knew they would never allow it.
Next came the small dribbles of champagne, making the chocolate pool in certain areas, like her cleavage and stomach. Vander planted marshmallows in strategic spots and she almost came off the floor when Kane moved her hips up and poured champagne right into her pussy opening and then took a large strawberry and placed it right at the entrance.
Kane grinned at Vander. “Ready?”
“More than,” Vander said and they did this complicated sliding thing so they didn’t move her. She giggled.
“You think this is funny?” Vander said. “How about you laugh now, when I eat this pretty little pussy,” he said and leaned down, swiped his tongue quickly through her slit, and lapped up the chocolate that was there, making sure he cleaned her clit and then bit down gently.
At the same time, Kane dove down to her nipples and began scraping his teeth across the straining nubs until she was writhing beneath both of her men. Shit, they were good; she couldn’t laugh now if she wanted to, hell, she practically couldn’t breathe. The sensations were flowing over her and she felt the bonding with her mates begin. Moving a little so she could put their mouths right where she wanted them, Vander growled and looked up. “You're not in control here, little lady. I will decided when you can come and when you get your pleasure.”
She shivered at the domineering tone in his voice and backed down. She laid back and allowed them to give her what they wanted and how they
wanted. Each of them eating away at her, cleaning and lapping all of the food they had placed on her.
“Come and help me, Kane,” Vander said huskily and the man complied. Together they spread her legs wide, Kane took her clit, and Vander pushed her ass up so she was off the floor and resting on her shoulders.
He nipped at the strawberry that still filled her pussy. She felt him tug and push, fucking her with the sweet fruit, little by little, until she was ready to come. Then Kane pressed his firm tongue on her clit and flicked it relentlessly. She cried out her need and both of the men backed off.
“You fuckers, let me come,” she cried. Both men chuckled and then started again, bringing her to the brink and backing off. Kane used his free hand to reach up, cup her breasts, and tease her nipples as he stimulated her clit for Vander.
“Do you like this? So you like when we play you like a violin, your body is singing to us, playing such a sweet tune. Feel this, baby,” Vander said and then with his fingers he pulled and pushed the strawberry. “Watch us!” he demanded and she looked at them with passion-filled eyes. Vander put one side of the strawberry in his mouth, then pulled Kane to him, and offered him the other half, all of it coated with her cream. She almost came at the sight of them sharing the fruit and kissing each other over her body while still moving their hands, stimulating her.
Vander slid a finger into her pussy as he kissed Kane and pumped it in and out of her a few times, before adding another finger. She gasped while still watching them. Kane pinched her nipple and then with the speed of a shifter moved his hand down to join Vander. One of them pressed a finger to her clit and they both put their fingers in her while never breaking their kiss.
In and out they moved, bringing her to the edge of climax. She could feel the tingling in her thighs and she bit her lip, not wanting them to realize she was about to go over for fear they would stop. They felt her pussy beginning to pulse, both pulled out and then ended the kiss looking down at her.
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