by Becca Van
“Talia,” Chris called out, “you need to get that rope secured around you so we can pull you up, darlin’.”
“Okay,” Talia replied. Chris could tell by the wobble in her voice she was tired and scared. He wanted to be able to reach over and pluck her up into his arms. He was scared the limb would break before they could get her up.
He watched as Talia reached out for the rope. He swung it over a bit more, and Talia was going to have to get on top of the limb to have enough to length to wrap around her waist and tie it off.
“It’s too short, Chris,” Talia sobbed.
“You have to get up on top of that root, darlin’. It’s the only way. Come on. You can do it, Talia. Just move nice and slow and pull yourself up. Good girl.” Chris spoke calmly, but his insides were full of terror.
He held his breath as he watched his mate struggle. He could see her arms and legs quivering with fatigue as she tried to pull herself up. She reached out and grabbed hold of a skinny twig with the last of her ebbing strength and pulled herself on the topside of the limb. She was practically lying along the length. Talia slowly eased herself into an upright sitting position, her legs straddling the root. He shifted the rope until it was within her reach, and he held it still as she wrapped it beneath her arms and above her breasts. She wrapped the bound end in and out of the loop around her then tied it off. He prayed to God the knot would hold.
“Okay, she’s secure,” Chris turned and told Greg.
“Chris,” Talia screamed. He grabbed hold of the rope and held tight just as the root broke and fell. The rope pulled taut, and he held on as Talia swung and hit the cliff wall. Her cry of pain pierced his heart, but he had her secure. He began to pull on the rope hand over hand, with excruciating slowness. Greg was at his side when the top of Talia’s head came into view, and then Greg held the rope steady. Chris pulled her up and laid her on the ground.
She had a bruise and cut on her forehead from where she had hit the rocks of the cliff wall, and blood trickled over her face. She had nicks and cuts on her neck where that bastard had cut her, and her palm was sliced open, blood covering her arm. But she was conscious and alive. Greg pulled the rope from around her, and then Chris lifted her into his arms.
Chris was shaking like a leaf, just as Talia was, and she clutched the hair between his pecs and bawled into his chest. He rubbed his hands up and down her back, trying to offer comfort as he came to terms with how close he was to losing his mate, forever.
Chris looked up to find Greg standing behind the tree trunk. He loosened the rope from the tree, and then Chris turned his head as a loud snap echoed close by. Tony Picotti came striding out of the trees, knife raised and pointing at him and Talia. The bastard hadn’t seen Greg. He saw more movement down the path and sighted James and Blayk heading toward them.
“I thought she was dead. Thank you for finding my bitch for me. Let her go and move away,” Picotti commanded.
Chris heard Talia whimper, and then he gently placed her on the ground at his side. He stood slowly, not wanting to alarm the motherfucker standing before him.
“The woods are crawling with cops and the Feds by now. You won’t get away with this,” Chris stated quietly as he moved in front of Talia. “She doesn’t have anything you want, anyway.”
“That’s what you think. I’ve got the law walking around in circles. They’ll be at it for hours before they figure out where I am. And by then we’ll be long gone,” Picotti snarled. “She may not have what I want, but you and your werewolf pals do. I’m sure you’ll give it to me in exchange for her.”
Chris inched his way toward Picotti, placing more and more distance between him and his woman. He lowered his head and surreptitiously looked for Greg. His cousin was ready to help out, but it looked like his brothers were going to take the bastard out. His brothers were creeping up behind Picotti in wolf form, and the prick was totally oblivious. Chris kicked a stone toward Picotti, trying to distract him.
“That won’t work, you know. I’m going to kill you right where you stand,” Picotti stated and readied the knife.
“No, you won’t. They’ll kill you first,” Chris replied.
Tony Picotti spun round and screamed in terror as a big wolf with light-brown fur leapt at him. He didn’t even get to use the knife. James’s vicious sharp teeth ripped out his throat, and he was dead before he hit the ground.
Chris caught the clothes he had stripped off previously as Greg threw them at him and he hastily re-dressed. He picked Talia up in his arms, cradling her tightly against his chest as he walked back toward the parking area. Blayk and James were just getting their clothes out of their trucks when his Alphas and other pack members arrived. He sat down on the tailgate of his truck, Talia on his lap and in his arms, while Blayk tended to their mate. Chris was not willing to relinquish his hold on her.
Greg had found the police and Feds and showed them where Picotti’s body was, and he was now back, with the rest of them. Chris looked over at Greg and nodded his head in thanks to his cousin.
The police and the Feds took their statements and then organized for the coroner to take Picotti’s body away. Of course, he, Talia, and Greg had told the law that the wolf that had attacked the drug lord had disappeared into the night. They were relieved that the police didn’t question them further.
“I’ll stitch your hand up when we get back home, sugar. It’s clean and wrapped, which is all I can to for now. Okay?” Blayk asked.
Talia nodded her head, and then she leaned against Chris and closed her eyes. She was sound asleep moments later. He handed the keys to his truck over to Greg’s brother Jake and climbed into the backseat with his mate. He held her tightly to his body the whole way home.
Chapter Thirteen
Talia smiled when she heard the bedroom door slam against the opposite wall. It was showtime.
She couldn’t wait to put her plan into action. She was so full of excitement that she was having trouble containing her emotions. But she didn’t think her mates had any idea of what she was up to.
It had been over a week since she had been kidnapped by Tony Picotti, and she had healed physically as well as emotionally after her horrid ordeal. Now her mates were driving her to distraction. At least one of them was by her side twenty-four hours a day, and the worst of it was they wouldn’t touch her. At least not sexually. They actually touched her all the time, placing a hand to her back, arm, or shoulder, and they kissed her regularly but only chastely. She was going insane. She needed them to touch her and love her. She was sick of being treated like a fragile piece of eggshell. She was taking matters into her own hands.
She had found a moment to talk to Michelle by herself and set up some alone time. Michelle was sneaky and had told her she would get her mates’ help so Talia could sneak away without her usual shadows.
Jonah had just called her bodyguard of the moment, James, for some help with something, giving Talia the opportunity to slip back into the house. After filling the tub and adding some of her favorite bath oil, she sank down into the warm water. She knew it wouldn’t be long before her mates came to find her and sighed, enjoying her solitude for the moment. She couldn’t wait to feel their hands and mouths all over her body as they made love to her, and if they didn’t get the hint this time, Talia decided she would be the one to take control in the bedroom.
When she heard the door open, she ran her hands over her breasts and plucked at her nipples. She moaned at the pleasurable sensations running from her breasts to her cunt. She arched her neck back and slid her hands down over her belly and ran her fingers through the folds of her pussy. She heard them at the door, knew they were standing there watching her, but she didn’t stop. She smiled to herself and moaned as her fingers massaged over her clit.
Talia squeaked with surprise as large, warm hands pulled her from the tub. She opened her eyes and looked into Chris’s. Her pussy clenched at the heat and fire she saw staring back at her.
“You don’t
touch yourself, darlin’. That’s our job,” Chris said, his voice deeper and huskier than normal.
“Well, you haven’t been doing a very good job of it lately,” Talia goaded.
“Oh, baby, you are in for it now,” Blayk said and began to pat her body dry with a large towel.
Her men had her on the bed moments later. To her surprise James tied her wrists together and bound her hands to the headboard. She watched them through desire-heavy eyelids as they began to strip out of their clothes. Her pussy clenched with desire when Chris, Blayk, and James stood before her gloriously naked. They each fisted their own cocks, sliding the palms of their hands up and down the lengths of their shafts.
“Please,” Talia begged with a whimper.
“Please what, darlin’?” Chris asked.
“You ask so nicely,” Blayk teased, “but you never say what you want.”
“Please love me.”
“We do love you, sugar,” James replied.
“No, I mean, yes. I love you, too. Please, make love to me,” Talia moaned and spread her legs wide.
Cream leaked out of her pussy as her three mates stared at her exposed, wet cunt. They groaned and closed their eyes, and she knew they were inhaling her musky scent. And then they moved as one.
James and Blayk each crawled onto the bed on either side of her, and Chris crept up between her legs. Talia squealed with relief and delight when Chris slid his hands up underneath her ass and lifted her pussy up to his mouth.
Talia mewled in the back of her throat as Chris ate her at her cunt. She moaned when she felt his warm, moist breath inside her sheath and shivered as he slid his tongue up through her folds and flicked it over her clitoris. She groaned and bucked her hips up into his mouth as he slid two fingers deep into her pussy.
“Oh God, that feels so good,” Talia gasped.
“It’s about to get even better, baby,” Blayk said then swooped down and sucked a nipple into her mouth.
Talia’s body was on fire. She couldn’t get enough of their hands and mouths caressing and loving on every inch of her skin. She wanted to thread her fingers into James’s hair, and she tugged her hands against her restraints. The sense of being at her mates’ mercy was delicious. James kissed her and swept her tongue into his mouth. She felt perspiration break out over her body, and she keened as the pleasure of their touch sent her hurtling toward the stars. Her insides coiled tight, and she could feel liquid seeping out of her hole. Her body felt so weak as if liquid silver ran through her blood, yet so powerful as her muscles grew taut. She pulled her mouth from James and screamed as the tight spring inside her snapped and catapulted her up into the heavens. Her arms and legs trembled, as did her stomach, as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Chris kept flicking his tongue over her sensitive little nub and pumping his fingers, enhancing her orgasm, until the last wave slowly died. She opened her eyes and looked down the length of her body as Blayk pulled his mouth from her breast with a pop.
Talia watched as Chris moved up from between her legs and swapped places with Blayk. He lowered his head down to hers and kissed her with such love and devotion that tears filled her eyes. He lifted his head again and stared deeply into her eyes.
“I love you, Talia.”
“I…I love you, too,” Talia sobbed, and she reached with her arms to cling to him.
“I love you, sugar,” James whispered into her ear, and then he kissed her shoulder.
“I love you, too, James.”
“I love you so damn much, baby,” Blayk rasped.
“I love you, too, Blayk. God, I love you all so much. What did I do to ever deserve you all?” Talia sobbed.
“Don’t question it, darlin’, just grab on and don’t let go,” Chris whispered hoarsely.
“Untie me and I will,” Talia whispered back.
And grab on she did, the very moment Chris and James released her from the headboard. She reached out and took James’s and then Chris’s cocks into each of her hands and began to stroke up and down the lengths of their shafts. Up and down, up and down again. She made sure to give a little squeeze as her palms slid over the heads of their dicks and watched with awe as their faces grew taut with the pleasure that she was giving them. Their breathing was fast, and she could see their chests rising and falling as well as their washboard abs rippling as they thrust their hips, gliding their cocks in and out of her hands.
“Why haven’t you made love to me before now?” Talia asked breathlessly.
“We were scared of hurting you, darlin’. We wanted you totally healed before we touched you again,” Chris said on a groan.
“But I’ve been healed for over three days. You know I heal faster now that we’re mated. Blayk gave me the all clear days ago,” Talia whispered, confused.
“We nearly lost you, baby. We wanted to give you extra time to be well. We knew as soon as we touched you our desire would take over. We can get a little rough when we’re with you. We just want to love you so damn much, we get carried away,” Blayk explained.
“You’re scared of hurting me? Do I look like a delicate little flower to you? I love it when you guys touch me and love me. I can’t stand that you haven’t been willing to make love with me. You would never, ever hurt me. Please, don’t hold back on my account. I love everything you all do to me,” Talia said forcefully.
“I think our little baby is need of some serious loving,” Blayk said from between her thighs and moved up closer to her.
Blayk grasped the base of his cock in his large hand, and then he was pushing his way into her wet pussy. She whimpered as the delicate skin of her cunt stretched, and then his cock slid in all the way. The head of his hard rod butted against her cervix, and she thrust her hips up to him.
It didn’t matter how much of themselves they gave her. She wanted more. So much more. She wanted to crawl beneath their skin and imprint herself upon them forever. She released the two cocks in her hands and reached for Blayk as he reached for her. She clung to his shoulders as he pulled her up onto his lap until she was fully impaled on his cock and straddling his thighs. She lifted her head as she grasped his hair with her hands and pulled his mouth down to hers. She kissed him with all the love and emotion she felt for him, and tasted the love he had for her. When air became necessary, she withdrew her mouth from his and stared deeply into his eyes.
Talia felt movement behind her. She moaned and closed her eyes as pleasure radiated from her ass to her pussy. Chris massaged lube into her anus, and then he pushed one, then two fingers into her back entrance. She tried to rock her hips as liquid warmth traveled to her lower extremities, but Blayk gripped her hips and held her still. The slight burning, pinching pain had her keening as Chris pumped his fingers in and out of her sheath, scissoring those digits as he stretched her tight muscles. She groaned as he withdrew them from her ass, and then she felt the large, blunt head of his cock pressing into her.
She pushed back, and he slid into her, popping through her tight ring of muscles. He held still for her, allowing her to adjust to his penetration and the packed feeling of having her body stuffed full of two cocks.
Talia groaned as Blayk and Chris began to thrust their hips, sliding and gliding their cocks in and out of her cunt and ass at the same time. She was so turned on. She could feel her juices weeping from her pussy. Her two men slowly picked up the pace, and still it wasn’t enough.
“Oh my. It feels so good. Please, fuck me!” she screamed.
“We are fucking,” Blayk replied breathlessly.
“More, I need more. Harder, faster, please?” Talia cried.
Something was missing. She turned her head and opened her eyes. What she needed was right in front of her face. She grasped hold of James’s cock and pulled him into her mouth. She sucked him in hard, taking him to the back of her throat. She hummed and sobbed around his hard dick and began to slide her mouth up and down the length of his shaft. She pulled back and swirled her tongue over the slit of his penis, savoring th
e salty-sweet taste of his essence. Then she moved her mouth back over him, sucking in her cheeks to give him all the pleasure she could.
She hummed and moaned as Chris and Blayk thrust their hips into her, their balls slapping against her flesh, the sound resounding throughout the bedroom. She felt James’s cock expand in her mouth, and she knew he was about to fall over the edge into orgasm. She reached for his balls, scraped her nails lightly over his delicate flesh, then pressed between his scrotum and ass. He roared as he held her head gently to him, his cock touching the back of her throat, and he spurted his cum into her mouth and throat. She cleaned him off and slid her mouth off him with a loud pop.
She was so close to her own climax, and the sensations of the friction the two dicks in her ass and pussy were nearly more than she could stand. James moved his hands, and then he squeezed both her nipples as Blayk slid his hand down between their bodies and lightly pinched her clit.
Talia threw her head back and screamed. Her body taut and trembling as her pelvic-floor muscles clamped down on the cocks in her ass and pussy. She saw stars behind her eyelids and felt her liquid release gush from her as her internal muscles contracted and released, over and over again. Chris’s voice sounded in her ear as she shook between him and Blayk.
“I’m gonna come, darlin’. I’m gonna fill your ass with my seed. Are you ready?”
Chris’s cock jerked, and he roared loudly as he filled her ass with his hot semen. Blayk tightened his grip on her hips, and she looked up to see his facial muscles contorting with pleasure. He pumped his hips four, five, six more times, and then he yelled and held his cock deeply embedded in her cunt as he filled her with his cum. Talia jerked and cried out as the sensations of her two mates climaxing inside her sent her over the edge one more time.
She slumped against Blayk and closed her eyes with a smile. She was cherished, content, and loved in return.