“You’re delicious,” Roman growled from between my thighs. “I’m never going to get enough of you.”
“Good,” I said between moans. “I never want you to get enough.”
Roman dove back in, darting his tongue between my lips into my opening and pushing inside me. His soft organ rolled around, feeling each wall, tasting my juices. He pulled his tongue back out and flicked it up over my sensitive button, supercharging my arousal. I lifted my hips and he growled low, husky and hot. The vibrations traveled to my clit and made my hips buck again. I was so turned on, ready to feel their hard cocks inside of me.
“I’m ready,” I said.
Roman flicked his tongue over my clit again and again, drawing out the pleasure for as long as possible. Hunter sucked and nibbled on my warm skin, drawing pleasure from the surface of my breasts, stomach, and lips.
“Please fuck me,” I begged, my sex contracting around nothing, needing to be filled.
Hunter removed his mouth from me, taking his hard cock in his hand. The thickness was tempting, I remembered how my pussy strained around his girth. I wondered, briefly, how his cock would feel in my ass, shivering at the thought. To be full of Hunter and Roman at once would be a beautiful thing.
“No,” said Roman, taking his mouth off of me.
I shivered at the sudden lack of warmth from my men. Their absence worked only to make me more aroused. I resisted the urge to take care of myself, but I did not know how long I could keep my hand from traveling south.
“I want to have her first,” said Roman, “since you just took her.”
Hunter nodded his consent, “Be my guest.”
Hunter moved to the side of the bed, his eyes trained on me. I watched as he gave his cock a long stroke, eyes hazy with lust and focused on my body. I blushed. I could not believe that me, a chubby woman with cellulite and stretch marks, could cause such a beautiful man to look at me like that.
Roman did not hesitate. He took his manhood in hand, teasing my opening with his throbbing member. I pushed my legs a little farther open. I was so wet, I could hardly believe it.
Roman grinned down at me and pushed inside. I let out a small gasp as I felt my body fill up with him. Hunter gave out a low growl from where he sat. I looked over at him through lazy, lidded eyes. He was stroking faster now, his face slightly flushed.
“I love watching you be satisfied,” he said, voice low and gravely.
“Hang on to your hats,” said Roman, winking down at me, “she’s about to have the time of her life.”
I laughed as Roman picked up speed. His cock moved in and out of me, pressing deeper and deeper into my sex. He looked at me like I was the only one in the world, his eyes golden with arousal and love. I let go of myself, meeting his love with no defenses. I was here with Roman because I loved him. Hunter and Roman loved me. No matter what happened next we would be together. For the first time over the last few years, I knew I did the right thing.
“I love you,” I said, placing a hand on Roman’s cheek.
Roman kept thrusting, kissing the inside of my wrist, then my lips. His mouth soft and light on mine. I met him, move for move, pushing my hips up as he pushed into me and brushing his lips with my own. I could feel the pressure building to my great release. Climbing the mountain towards pleasure and elation.
He pushed into me again and again. I gasped, digging my fingers into Roman’s back, marveling at the hard muscles that covered his body. His breathing grew labored, hot and wet on my ear. We were close.
“Okay,” I heard Hunter say.
I looked over and Hunter stood, shaft erect and free from his hands. Hunter was flushed, his pink flesh striking against his dark hair. The ridges of his muscles were illuminated by the shadows in the room, making him look more cut than usual. Almost animalistic. There was something my wolf loved about having found such a strong, determined mate. And damn, was he hot.
He looked at me like he wanted to eat me. I flushed. Maybe he did.
“It’s my turn,” Hunter said, voice low. He moved toward the bed, taking confident steps, almost like he was prowling. Light on his feet but deliberate.
Roman started to pull out of me, but I stopped him. He looked down with a raised eyebrow.
“Together,” I said, blushing a little at my desire. “I want both of you at once.”
Chapter Three
“Are you sure?” asked Hunter.
I could tell by looking at him that the only answer I could possibly give was yes. The lust in his eyes was burring so brightly it was practically adding more light to the room. I gave a small laugh.
“Don’t look so excited,” I teased.
“I am excited!” Hunter said, voice like a boy who just got told he was going to Disney World.
“Hold on to me,” Roman said.
I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and Roman stood. I was surprised by the sudden weightlessness I felt. Roman lifted me so easily. This was a big girl’s dream.
When he had my settled against him, his cock still deep inside me, Roman shifted onto the bed so I was seated on his lap. My ass was displayed for Hunter, ready for some attention.
Hunter began kissing the back of my neck as Roman began pumping again. The sensation of Roman inside me and Hunter behind was almost too much.
“If I were you,” I said, my breath catching as Roman hit deep inside me, “I would move as quickly as possible. I am very close.”
Hunter said nothing but heeded my words. He kept kissing me, teased one finger around the opening of my hole. I was no stranger to anal, it was something Wesley had particularly enjoyed. But I was a stranger to the feeling of someone touching me there while I was full of manhood. The feeling was incredible.
Hunter slipped a finger inside me, teasing me and stretching me out. He moved slowly, making sure to check that I still felt okay. Roman kept slow too, and I warmed up to the finger shortly, my body loose with arousal.
Hunter slid in a second finger, then a third, preparing me for the wide girth of his cock. I moaned and pressed back against him, loving the sensation of fullness. Soon, the head of Hunter’s cock was waiting at my entrance. Soon, I would be taken.
“Are you ready?” Hunter asked me.
“Oh, yes,” I gasped.
Hunter pushed into me. I cried out. My mates were both inside me. I nearly cried from the overflow of emotion I felt. The three of us truly were destined to be together from the start, we fit so perfectly together.
“God,” I cried as Roman and Hunter began to push harder into me, “I love you!”
Their cocks pushed and pulled inside me. It took the two men a few strokes to find their rhythm, we were all new at this, but soon they were fucking like champs. As Roman filled me inside, Hunter pulled out. When Roman pulled back, Hunter pressed forward. I never felt empty, and I writhed and bucked against them, overwhelmed with pleasure.
I snaked a hand down, playing with my clit. Hunter bit my neck and reached an arm around to play with my nipples. Roman kissed my mouth, our tongues dancing a step only we knew.
“How does this feel?” Hunter asked, his breath warm against my neck.
I moaned in response, unable to form full words while this intense delight roared through my veins. Hunter understood me and bit down lightly on my neck. I threw back my head and let out a low growl, surprised at how close my wolf was to the surface. I felt so… primal.
“I’m going to come soon,” said Roman, his face tinged pink and sweat dripping down his face. He glistened.
“I want to make sure you finish first,” Roman said.
“What can we do?” Hunter asked.
“M-more,” was all I could say.
The rhythm of thrusts picked up, pushing deeper and faster into my slick cave. The friction built up, ripples of pleasure rising to the surface. I tightened my grip on Roman’s shoulder and pushed my hips back into Hunter’s hands. With my free hand, I sped up my touches, rubbing my clit furiously. Suddenly, like shat
tering glass, I was pulled under by my orgasm.
I shuddered, my limbs going loose as I watched lights explode somewhere beyond my mortal vision. Each part of me felt pushed to the edge and completely satisfied. This, above all others, was the most mind-blowing orgasm of my life.
Roman and Hunter finished quickly, each expelling his seed inside me. Our breathing matched up, three panting lovers basking in the light of their shared love. I enjoyed another few moments of their shafts inside me before their cocks were unsheathed from my hilt.
They pulled out and we fell back, satisfied.
“That was fucking awesome,” I said, cheeks tinged pink with delight and love.
“It really was,” Hunter agreed, reaching over and pulling me toward him. I obliged, letting my legs tangle around his and my hand fall over his chiseled chest.
“I think I could get used to that,” said Roman, brushing back my hair, fingers entwining in the short brown locks.
“And just think,” I said, with a small smirk, “this isn’t even the honeymoon.”
The men laughed, low voices reverberating around the room. I was home.
Roman said, “I’m glad we are in a triad, I am not sure I could handle you all on my own Tasha.”
“I would love to see you try,” Hunter agreed with a small chortle.
I rolled my eyes.
“I’m happy with two, I never want one man ever again.”
“Good,” said my mates in unison.
I yawned, a little weary from all the fucking. God, I was turning into a cliché.
“Oh, you’re tired?” Hunter asked, jostling me a little. “I thought that it was the man who was supposed to fall asleep after sex. I could go again, but here you are. Your years away made you soft.”
“You have no idea,” I said between yawns, “what my sex drive was when I was a teenager.”
“No,” Hunter agreed, giving me a shit-eating grin, “but I had my ideas.”
“Gross,” I said with a breathy laugh.
“Don’t listen to him, Tasha,” said Roman, stroking my hair. “Go to sleep. We will still be here when you wake up.”
Chapter Four
When I woke up, the room was quiet, early morning sunshine peering tentatively into the bedroom. Hunter and Roman were nowhere to be found, but I heard movement in the kitchen. I stretched, taking up as much room as I wanted on the previously cramped bed. There were three of us, we should really have a king.
I grabbed a big t-shirt from one of the drawers, pulling it over my head, not bothering to put on any bottoms. Hunter and Roman had seen all of me, and they seemed to like it. I wasn’t about to worry about my butt poking out a little.
I padded out to the kitchen. Roman stood over the coffee maker, hand raking through his golden hair. I could smell unease on him, my wolf senses heightened after mating with my partners.
I walked up behind him, throwing my arms around his chest and pressing my face into his naked back. He was warm and reassuring, as always, but his body was tense.
“What’s wrong, babe?” I asked.
Roman turned around, tearing a piece of paper from the coffee machine, his eyes wild and wide.
“Hunter,” he said, his voice hoarse with worry, “went to go fight Wesley himself.”
Cold dread washed over me, erasing any remnants of the night before. I took the note from Roman’s hands wondering who the fuck left a note anymore? Don’t people text these days?
The note said, “I’ll take care of it. Don’t worry. See you later. Love, Hunter.”
“What a fucking asshole,” I said, slamming the note down on the table. Amber’s face flashed in my mind, the day she found out that her mate was dead. Icy fingers of fear scratched the surface of my heart.
Roman nodded, his muscles taught. I could see he was thinking about shifting, right here and now.
“Are you sure he went to go find Wesley?” I asked, embarrassed by the high squeak in my voice.
“I don’t know what else he would be taking care of,” said Roman, struggling to keep his voice even. “Hunter always gets into trouble, but this is dangerous.”
“We’ll go find him,” I said.
“I will go find him,” said Roman. “You can stay-“
“He’s mine now,” I said, “you both are. I won’t abandon either of you again. Besides, I’ve always been a faster runner than you and I know where Wesley is staying.”
Roman nodded, kissing me quickly on the mouth.
“There is nothing to be done then,” he said, “let’s go find Hunter.”
He turned and shifted seamlessly. Each step Roman took turned him more and more wolflike. By the time he had opened the door and stepped outside, the powerful gray and golden wolf looked back at me.
My transition was less graceful. I moved forward, body jerking in all directions, shifting and reforming into my hidden self. As soon as four paws touched the ground, I took off in a run. Roman hot on my tail.
We sprinted through the woods. Darted around trees. Leaped over logs. Pounded through mud and underbrush. Branches whipped past us. I felt sharp stings from branches and sticks too tricky to be avoided.
I glanced over my shoulder. Roman still kept up, only a few paces behind, his muscles rippling under his coat.
“I am going to run ahead,” I growled.
Roman nodded slightly. I took off, bursting into a full sprint. Running was my specialty. Roman was lost behind trees as I leaped and pounced through the woods. I could smell Hunter, his scent barely lingering to leaves here and there. Please, let us be able to catch him.
I burst through the underbrush, headlong into Wesley’s camp. Without thinking, I pounded up the hill, not caring if Wesley, and anyone else who might be there, heard me. Hunter was the only thing on my mind.
Hunter was standing right in front of me.
Chapter Five
“What are you doing, asshole?” I snarled back, positioning myself in front of him. “I never asked you to go on a suicide mission.”
Hunter tossed his head and pulled back his upper lip. His sharp teeth glistened white in the morning sun. Show off.
“I’m here to stop a war you started.” He replied, the growls of his words vibrating low in my chest.
My wolf took over, offended at his words, and I lunged forward. I grabbed his ruff with my teeth and I pulled him down. I would roll him over, show him who the alpha was in our relationship.
“Keep it down,” Roman said, bursting out of the woods and running toward us. “Are you both stupid? Wesley is going to notice we are here.”
I quickly learned who the real alpha was as Roman herded Hunter and I back to the relative safety of the woods. I shifted back, annoyed that I couldn’t raise my voice and because I wanted to stomp around.
“Are you fucking kidding me?”
Hunter and Roman shifted as well. Now we were just a group of naked idiots in the middle of nowhere. Great.
“Hunter,” said Roman, “you can’t make decisions like that on your own.”
“I’m not a child,” Hunter said, “I’m not someone that needs to be taken care of every moment of the day.”
“You’re not acting like an adult!” I snapped, putting my hand on my hips. For once, I was doing nothing to hide my large body. I hoped that my extra girth would make me more intimidating. I might as well win this argument.
“We’re not taking this lightly,” said Roman, his eyes full of concern. “When Tasha and I woke up and you weren’t there, we thought the worst.”
Hunter softened a little, his shoulders slumping forward.
“I didn’t mean to worry you,” he said, his voice gravely. “I only wanted to keep some of the hurt away from you.”
Hunter crossed his arms, staring me down with his unfairly gorgeous eyes. My gaze did not waver. Moments ago I thought I’d never see this beautiful face again.
“I thought if I could come here and take control of the situation our pack wouldn’t have to go to war.
We all know this is completely stupid.”
Roman and I nodded. I felt the familiar tug of guilt at my heart.
“It’s all my fault,” I started to say, twirling a piece of hair around my finger.
“Stop playing the victim,” Hunter snapped.
I gritted my teeth, keeping down the anger that bubbled up inside my chest.
“You both need to calm down,” said Roman, his voice firm. “This is not an issue that only involves the three of us. This is a pack problem.”
He turned to Hunter. “If you ever want to make a decision that risks your life you need to talk to your mates about it. We are a family now, every decision we make affects the others.”
Roman then turned his eyes to me. “Tasha, you need to let go of what you’re feeling. It is not your fault that Wesley threatens the pack. You had no idea how he would behave, and it is not your responsibility to control his behavior.”
Hunter and I looked away, feeling sheepish. God, I never wanted to make Roman mad again. If I did, I was surely looking forward to lectures about correct dishwasher usage and laundry etiquette. I smirked a little at the thought and peeked at Hunter. He was peeking back, a gleam in his eye. We were thinking the same thing. We snorted, doing our best to muffle ourselves.
Roman rolled his eyes. “Is this what you’re going to do? Giggle instead of make a concrete plan?”
“Of course not,” said Hunter, winking at me. “We are going to giggle while we make a concrete plan.”
I smiled, relieved that Hunter forgave me. This man still had emotions like a teenager, freewheeling and sudden. I made a mental note to avoid angering Hunter… if that was possible. Men.
“What if,” I said, pondering the problem for a moment, “I go in and fight for us?”
My mates looked at me in disbelief.
“You’re kidding, right?” said Hunter. “After all that, you want to go and fight Wesley on your own?”
“Not fight, if I can help it,” I said, “but I will if necessary. I lived with the guy for years. I know how he thinks and how he fights. I think I would have a chance.”
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