Sugar Creek 5: Marigold's Werewolf Mates [Sugar Creek 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Becca Van

  “You are our mate, Mari. We want to spend the rest of our life with you in it.”

  “We want to live with you, love with you, and make babies with you,” Sin said.

  “Then why did you treat me like a piece of the furniture over the last three days?” Mari asked quietly.

  Taylor saw the tears in her eyes, and his heart ached for her. None of them had meant for her to get that impression. They'd just been worried over hurting her when she was already injured.

  “I’m sorry you felt like that.” He scrubbed a hand over his face. “We never wanted you to feel that way.” He needed to touch her, to feel her in his arms and against his body. He reached out and lifted her up before placing her in his lap. His wolf, which had been pacing impatiently, settled somewhat, and he was able to think a little more clearly.

  “Mari, you were injured,” Sin said as he shifted until he was sitting next to him and their mate. Michael got off the bed and walked around before he sat on their other side.

  “What has that got to do with anything?”

  “We didn’t want to hurt you,” Michael explained as he clasped her hand and threaded their fingers together.

  “That didn’t seem to stop you the first night,” Mari said belligerently and glared at Michael.

  “You have to try and understand that our wolves were riding us hard to claim you,” Taylor said. “We have been having trouble controlling our wolves for months. They’re becoming more aggressive and we’re worried about hurting someone if they gain control. We want you so much, baby, and even though we should have waited until you were healed to touch you, the desire was too strong.”

  “You haven’t seemed to have any trouble since then,” Mari snapped, but Taylor could hear the pain in her voice. They’d really screwed up by not talking to her.

  “Honey, you were in a lot of pain after we loved you that night. We decided it would be better if we waited for you to heal before touching you again. Do you think we didn’t notice you cringe afterward or how pale you were?”

  “I–I…”

  “We want to be able to claim you, sexy,” Michael said. “But the last thing we want to do is hurt you.”

  “You still want me? To claim me?”

  “Of course we do, baby. You are everything to us. We have waited so long to meet our mate.” Taylor hugged her and kissed her on the temple.

  Mari looked relieved, but then she frowned and asked, “How long?”

  “I’ve waited seventy years for this miracle,” Taylor replied.

  “Wait! What?” Mari’s mouth gaped open before she snapped it closed. “Are you serious?”

  Taylor nodded and swallowed around the constriction in his throat. He often forgot that humans didn’t age the same way a werewolf did. He was so used to everything regarding their physiology and genetic makeup, he forgot to explain. Not that he’d needed to in the past, but now that they’d found Mari they were going to have to try and remember she was new to all of it.

  “Yes, mate. I’m seventy years old.”

  “You don’t look any more than your early thirties.” Mari turned to look at Sin. “How old are you?”

  “Fifty-five.”

  Taylor heard her gulp as she looked at Michael expectantly.

  “Fifty-three.”

  “How long do you guys live for?”

  “A mated wolf can live as long as two hundred and fifty to three hundred years old,” Michael answered.

  “A–and unmated wolves?”

  “They live to approximately one hundred and fifty to two hundred years. Some can live another fifty years or so, give or take, but it depends on how close they are to their siblings or other pack members,” Sin explained.

  “Wow…just, wow. Wait! How is that possible?”

  “We don’t really understand, but it has to do with our DNA and metabolism,” Taylor answered.

  “What’s your metabolism got to do with it?”

  Taylor shrugged but smiled down at her. For the first time since they’d met he had real hope that she was going to accept them for who and what they were. Animal and all.

  “No clue, beautiful,” Michael said. “But it can be damn frustrating when you get the urge to get rip-roaring drunk.”

  Mari frowned again. “Why would you want to do that?”

  “You don’t drink?” Sin asked.

  “Well, sure, but only a glass or two. I’ve never wanted to feel like I was out of control or wake up with a massive headache only to end up puking my guts out.”

  “I knew you were smart.” Michael lifted her hand to his mouth and kissed the back of it. Mari gasped when he gave a long, slow lick over her skin, and Taylor nearly groaned when the scent of her arousal grew stronger.

  “Why can’t you get drunk?” she asked breathlessly.

  “We just can’t.”

  “Okay.” She shifted on his lap and stilled for a moment when her ass squished his aching dick, and then the little minx wriggled some more.

  Taylor was about to tell her she was playing with fire, but her question halted his carnal thoughts.

  “Can I see your wolves?”

  “Are you sure, honey?” Sin asked as he stood and took a couple of steps away from the bed.

  “Yes, I want to see.”

  Taylor nodded at Sin and Michael, and then he lifted and placed Mari on the mattress beside him before he, too, got to his feet. Michael stood and came to stand beside him, and then they all started removing their clothes.

  He kept a close eye on Mari to make sure she wasn’t scared, but she didn’t look frightened at all. Her eyes were roving over their naked chests, going from one to the other as if she couldn’t decide who she wanted to look at, but when the tip of her little pink tongue peeked out and swiped over her lower lip, he nearly lost it. He’d already taken a step toward her when Sin grabbed hold of his shoulder. She looked from him to Sin and back again but didn’t say anything.

  Taylor toed his shoes off, unbuttoned his jeans, and then pushed them down. He went commando, so there was no underwear barring her view of his body, not that he ever wanted to hide from her. He loved being naked, but nothing beat being naked in front of his mate. He kicked his jeans aside and stood up straight and tall, letting her look her fill. Sin and Michael stood proudly next to him and let her do the same to them.

  “Oh. My. God,” Mari whispered, her cheeks tinted pink, and the scent of her arousal grew even stronger as she took in their bodies. “I’ve never…I–I…Shit!”

  “Like what you see, sexy?” Michael asked, but the shit-eating grin on his face was infectious and Taylor found himself smiling, too. He glanced at Sin and chuckled when he saw his smile.

  “You…you…”

  “We what, baby?” Taylor asked, hoping she wasn’t intimidated by their sizes. They were all tall and muscular and big all over. He didn’t want her to be scared of them. They would never hurt her. Ever.

  “You’re huge,” Mari blurted and then covered her mouth when she giggled.

  Taylor loved hearing that sound, but what would be better was hearing her moaning again. Moaning and groaning as they made love to her.

  “We’re a little bigger than average.” Michael laughed. “But we’re in proportion.”

  Mari giggled again and then waved her hand in the air as if to say, “Well, get on with it.”

  “Just remember that we would never hurt you, baby. Not in our human, or our wolf forms. Okay?” Taylor asked.

  She gulped audibly before saying, “Okay.”

  Taylor moved back from Sin and Michael as they each stepped to the side, giving them all ample room to get down onto all fours and shift. He called to his wolf, letting the change take over while continuing to watch his mate. Bones cracked, shortened, and reshaped. Muscles moved, claws elongated, and fur sprouted. He kept watch over Mari, and although her heart rate and breathing increased, she looked more fascinated than scared.

  When the change was complete, he took a tentative step tow
ard her, and since she didn’t move or try to scramble away from him, he took another step, and another, until he was within touching distance.

  “I can’t believe this,” Mari whispered as she slowly lifted her arms and reached for him. Her fingers sank into his fur, and he chuffed with joy. He tilted his head this way and that, giving her access to his neck and body. When she scratched behind his ears, he groaned and she giggled.

  The next sound out of his mouth was a moan of frustration because she removed her hands from him, but he couldn’t deny his friends the chance to feel her hands and fingers on their wolf bodies, so he stepped back and shifted to his human form once more. He watched her touch first Sin and then Michael, debating with himself on whether he should put his clothes back on, but his mate needed to get used to them being naked around her often. They stripped and changed at the drop of a hat, plus he hated the way clothes felt on his skin. The added advantage of being naked was having Mari ogling him. He could definitely get used to that. He just hoped that she would let them make love to her and claim her, too.

  Chapter Eight

  "I love how soft you all feel." She sighed as her fingers sank into the silky coat.

  Mari couldn’t get over how soft their wolf fur was. She had expected it to feel coarse and rough, but that was far from the truth. It was silky and cool but warmed as she pushed through the thickness closer to their bodies.

  She was totally aware of Taylor when he moved away and changed back to his manly form as she petted Sin and Michael. Then they, too, stepped back and changed to their human forms. It was really hard to breathe when she saw their naked bodies. Her heart was hammering in her chest, and she was so damn horny she was panting. She licked her dry lips, and after forcing herself to tear her eyes away from their impressive erections, she met Taylor’s gaze. The heat in his eyes seared her to the bone, and another wave of lust washed over her, causing more cream to drip out onto her already soaked panties.

  When he stepped forward and held his hand out to her, she didn’t need clarification on what he wanted. If she placed her hand in his there would be no turning back. She hesitated for a second, not because she was indecisive, but because she was a little nervous. She’d had one lover in her life. Had only had sex twice and her ex hadn’t been built like these men. But there was no way she was walking away. She’d spent the better half of the afternoon and night crying over them when she didn’t think they wanted her anymore.

  She did want them and not just because of lust. Her heart was already engaged, and even though she knew she should be questioning the feelings roiling around inside her, she knew it was pointless.

  They wanted her, and she wanted them. What was there to deny?

  Mari lifted her arm and reached out, but before she met Taylor’s palm with her own, Sin’s voice drew her attention and she paused.

  “Just remember that if you agree to make love with us, you are also agreeing to mate with us. Mating with a wolf is permanent. There is no separation or divorce if things get tough.”

  Michael took over. “You won’t want to be apart from us for more than a few hours.”

  Taylor took another step, his hand inches from hers. “If you ever leave us, we will all die a long, slow, painful death. Including you.”

  Mari breached the gap between their hands and wrapped her fingers around his skin. Her hand looked so small and pale against his much larger, tanned appendage, and that made her feel petite and feminine.

  “Thank God,” Michael said on an exhalation.

  Mari cleared her throat and rose to her feet when Taylor tugged her up. “What happens now?”

  “It’s up to you, honey,” Sin said as he came up behind her, pressing the front of his body to her back.

  Mari swallowed down a whimper when she felt his engorged cock push into the small of her back.

  Taylor cupped her cheek with his free hand, and she tilted her head back to meet his eyes. “We are going to make love with you and claim you, baby. We’ll bite into the crook of your neck and shoulder. Our DNA will pass into your blood and you’ll carry some of our genes in your system. You’ll be stronger and faster, and your senses will be more.”

  “Are you all going to…”

  Michael came up to her side and stroked a finger down her cheek. “Going to what, sugar?”

  “M–make love at the same t–time?”

  “Not the first time, honey,” Sin replied before brushing her hair aside and nibbling on her earlobe.

  “We’ll all be touching and kissing you, though,” Taylor said in a deep, raspy voice. “But only one of us will be fucking you.”

  Mari shivered as goose bumps raced over her skin. Taylor slowly leaned down and forward, and then his lips were on hers. She reached up and gripped his shoulders as he devoured her. His tongue swept across her lips and then pushed into her mouth to slide along hers. He tasted so good. So right. So masculine. There was no way she would ever get enough. She wanted to go on kissing him for eternity.

  He broke the kiss before licking and nibbling down her neck. When he lifted his mouth from her skin it was all she could do not to growl out with frustration, but she exhaled raggedly when his hands brushed against the skin of her stomach then grabbed at her sweatshirt. His eyes were pinned to her as he tugged it up and over her head.

  Warmth at her back had her biting back a moan, and then hands from behind cupped her braless breasts and lifted them in offering. She didn’t need to look back over her shoulder to know Michael was standing behind her. Even though all three men and their wolves emitted that delicious piney-musky aroma, it didn’t conceal their unique manly scents in any way.

  Mari watched Taylor with anticipation as he bent at the waist and then slowly lowered his mouth toward her chest. Her breath hitched in her throat, and when his lips closed around one of her hard, sensitive peaks, she whimpered with the pleasure of it. Her lids fluttered down as she arched her chest, pushing her breasts forward, silently begging for more of the exquisite sensations. He suckled strongly and caused electric sparks to shoot straight down to her pussy.

  She moaned when Michael pinched and plucked at her other nipple, and her knees nearly buckled out from under her. But thank goodness Michael had an arm wrapped around her waist and stopped her from falling to a puddle at their feet.

  She felt hot, moist breath on her trimmed mound, but when she looked down all she could see was the top of Taylor’s head. She didn’t really need the visual to know that Sin was on his knees at her side. Large, warm hands tugged at one of her legs, and she widened her stance unconsciously.

  A hot, wet tongue slid through her folds, and this time her knees did buckle. She squeaked when she was swept off her feet and opened the eyes she hadn’t realized she’d closed. Michael’s gaze was so hot and hungry she shivered in reaction. When he lowered her to the bed and started to move away she reached up and gripped his large, muscular shoulders.

  “Don’t worry, sugar, we’ll take good care of you.” Michael shifted away and then got up onto the bed beside her.

  Mari wanted to roll over and crawl up over and into him. The compulsion to have the three men buried inside her body was such an intense, yearning ache she could barely breathe. She was panting so fast and hard and her heart was pounding so quickly inside her chest she wondered if it was about to burst out. Their musky-piney scents were so strong and affected her to the point where she almost felt delirious, yet she was completely cognizant.

  The three men were so large, and she couldn’t help but keep looking at their hard cocks. Sin and Taylor were standing at the end of the bed, perusing her body as if she were a tasty morsel, and she supposed in a way she was. Saliva pooled in her mouth and she swallowed convulsively and a little nervously when the two men moved at the same time. She’d been aware of Michael standing at the side, but she’d been too entranced to look at him as she, too, let her eyes rove over Sin and Taylor’s magnificent bodies. She finally managed to turn her head and gulped when she sa
w that Michael had fisted his erect penis and was stroking the length of it.

  A low rumble sounded from him, and she met his eyes to find him looking at her wildly, as if he were barely hanging on to his control. She knew exactly how he felt because she was feeling more than a little wild herself, but because she was also trepidatious, she didn’t move toward any of them the way she craved.

  The mattress dipped at her feet and her left side, but she was so mesmerized by the action of Michael’s pumping hand she found her gaze once more locked onto his sexy, carnal movements. However, when he released his cock and stepped toward her, she held her breath in anticipation as her skin tingled with oversensitivity and the heat inside her built higher. Michael gripped her upper arms and helped her into a sitting position. She was about to ask him what he was doing but didn’t need to when he moved in behind her and pulled her back against his chest.

  She mewled as her naked skin came in contact with his and his long legs shifted down her sides. The heat and scent enveloping her was so good, she closed her eyes and inhaled deeply before sighing. The aroma of their mating musk was calming as well as arousing, but the skin-on-skin contact made her thirst for more.

  Michael tugged on her hair, and when she tilted her head back to meet his gaze, he leaned to the side, bent down, and devoured her mouth. Mari shivered, and then she cried out, the sound muffled by Michael's mouth, as one of her nipples was sucked into a hot, wet mouth. Her legs were nudged apart, and her hips bowed up off the bed when fingers slid through her wet folds from top to bottom and back again.

  She’d never felt such coveting in her life. Her pussy clenched, cream weeping from her hole, and she heard a growl of approval. The mattress between her legs dipped as Taylor moved, and once more she felt humid breath caressing her cunt. Michael continued to thrust his tongue in and out of her mouth, swirling the muscle along and around hers, and all the while Sin suckled on one hard, aching nipple while plucking on the other one.