by Becca Van
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Jaimie was surer than she’d ever been in her life. These three caring, domineering, handsome men had taken her into their home when they hadn’t even known her. For all they knew, she could have robbed them blind before hightailing it out of Ambrose. They had taken her at face value and she’d done the same, even if she’d been doped up on pain meds when she’d accepted their invitation.
She’d known as soon as she’d seen them that there was something special about them even though she’d been in agony. And they’d proven her right.
She was drawn to them like no other man she’d ever met before, and she was highly attracted to them. Understatement of the century.
They’d already managed to work their way into her heart. While she might not be ready to label what she felt for them as love, it was pretty damned close.
She had no one worried about or waiting for her back in Natchez. Other than the clothes that she’d brought with her, she had no possessions. She’d been lucky enough to rent a fully furnished apartment and other than paying the utilities, for her lease and food, she’d been putting as much money as she could on her student loans, which she’d paid off before she’d ended up getting hurt.
She had no home since she’d finalized the lease on her temporary home, no real friends, and no family to answer to.
She’d be a fool to pass up this once in a lifetime opportunity, but her decision had nothing to do with wanting to heal faster, although that was a definite plus.
When she noticed the pregnant tension in the room, she gazed at each of the men. They looked angry and tense but somehow she knew they weren’t. All three of these authoritative men were uncertain of her answer, and that just made her feel more for them.
Her heart flipped nervously, and her breathing was shallow and erratic. Her palms were sweating and she felt as if there were a thousand butterflies flitting around in her stomach, but she decided to go for broke.
The Rafferty brothers were offering her, her childhood dreams on a silver platter. She’d be stupid to throw them back in their faces. However, she needed the answer to one more question before she repeated her own answer.
“Do you want children?”
“Yes,” Daire answered immediately.
“We do,” Beckett replied hoarsely.
Crispin cupped the back of her head, tilting her gaze up toward his. “We would love to have babies with you if that’s what you wanted, but if you don’t want them, that’s okay with us, too. It’s your body and your choice, honey.”
“What he said.” Daire pointed at Crispin.
“Whatever you want, baby,” Beckett said.
Sincerity rang in all of their voices.
Their selfless words sealed the deal for Jaimie unequivocally.
“Yes, I want to be your mate.”
Chapter Ten
Beckett wanted to shout hallelujah from the roof, he was so happy, but he carefully lifted Jaimie into his arms instead before carrying her quickly toward the bedroom. They were going to have to be very careful with her so that didn’t hurt her ankle or wrist. He had never been more thankful to the fates that shifters always seemed to end up sharing a mate. Crispin and Daire would keep a vigilant watch to make sure Jaimie wasn’t in any pain and keep her still.
As soon as he got to the bedroom, he gently lowered her to the middle of the mattress. Daire and Crispin climbed up next to her, each placing a hand on her shoulders to keep her still before she could sit up.
“Don’t move, sweet thing,” Daire said. “We don’t want you hurting yourself.”
“But—”
“No buts,” Crispin ordered right before he covered Jaimie’s mouth with his own.
Beckett pulled his jean’s button open and lowered the zipper, sighing with relief when the uncomfortable restriction on his hard dick eased. He nodded at Daire before nudging Crispin’s shoulder. With reluctance, his younger brother broke the kiss with their mate then met his gaze.
“If you move,” Daire began, “everything will stop. Do you understand, sweet thing?”
“Yeah.” Jaimie frowned at Daire disgruntledly.
“Keep her arm still,” Daire ordered.
Crispin grasped her elbow as Daire and Beckett carefully worked at removing her clothes. When she was just in her underwear, he paused to eye her body over. She was so fucking beautiful and sexy. Jaimie was gorgeous with her long wavy blonde hair, blue eyes, and slim body. While she was average in height, her legs were toned and seemed to go on forever. He couldn’t wait for her to be healed so that she could wrap herself around him.
He drew in a ragged breath as he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her panties and tugged them down her legs. When he got them to her ankles, he cradled her calf in his hand before removing her undies completely, making sure the material didn’t abrade her swollen flesh.
Crispin and Daire had managed to remove her bra while he’d been busy and when he gazed up the length of her sexy frame, his breath caught in his throat. Her breasts weren’t overly large but they weren’t exactly small. They were a nice handful topped with dusky rose nipples. As he stared, her areolae contracted and her nipples beaded into hard points. His mouth watered for a taste, but he was worried he’d hurt her wrist if he tried to take her nipples into his mouth.
When he met her gaze, he was surprised to see nervous uncertainty in her eyes. She had nothing to be self-conscious about. In fact, he was astounded she wasn’t confident with how she looked. Not that looks were the be all and end all of a person, but he should have realized she wouldn’t just dive in without leaping. Jaimie was caring and sweet. She still blushed for god’s sake, was blushing even now, and had lowered her gaze. She wasn’t cynical or jaded in any way, and that was one of the reasons he loved her so much. There was an innocence in her eyes, on her outlook on life that Beckett hoped she never lost.
She was like a ray of sunshine chasing away the shadows on his soul. She lightened the load he’d been carrying on his shoulders after fighting in endless wars. Jaimie had awakened emotions he hadn’t felt since he was a kid. She’d given him hope, love, and a reason to live, a reason to wake up every morning with enthusiasm rather than dread.
Jaimie was his every breath and he was about to claim her as his mate.
“What’s wrong, sweet thing?” Daire asked, stroking a finger down her pink cheek.
“N-nothing. I’m j-just…I’ve never…I…shit.”
“Look at me, baby,” Beckett commanded. When she met his gaze, words just seemed to pour of his mouth with no conscious thought. “You don’t have to go through with this if you’ve changed your mind or need more time. Please don’t feel pressured into something you’re not ready for.” He tensed as he waited for her to respond. While he hadn’t meant to say any of those things, he was glad he had. The relief on her face was evident. He went to get off the bed but stopped when she held a hand out to him. After lacing his fingers with hers, he remained silent. She was frowning, and he could tell she was either trying to work things out in her mind or how to say what she was thinking.
She nibbled on her lower lip before licking it. “I want this more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life.”
The tension in his body eased as he blew out a breath.
“But I-I’ve ne-never done this before,” Jaimie stuttered before finishing so quickly the last three words ran together.
Beckett’s cock pulsed as he nearly came on the spot. If he hadn’t opened his jeans earlier and quickly grasped his balls, he would have spent his seed in his pants.
“Never?” Daire asked hoarsely.
Jaimie flushed even brighter as she squeezed her eyes closed while shaking her head.
“You humble us, sweet thing,” Daire rasped out.
“You’re so fucking special.” Crispin kissed her on the temple.
Beckett was speechless, but when she finally opened her eyes meeting each of his brothers’ gazes in turn before looking at him, he let her see t
he love in his heart and the hunger burning his insides. When she gasped, he knew she’d seen what he felt for her. While he wanted to tell her he loved her, he wasn’t sure she was ready for such verbal declarations. Maybe after they’d mated she’d be more open to believing that he and his brothers had fallen in love so quickly.
He shoved to his feet, grasped the back of his T-shirt before yanking up and off, dropping it heedlessly to the floor. Next, he kicked off his shoes, shucking his jeans and boxers with a firm tug.
Her gaze roved over his body, lingering on his bulging biceps before going lower. When she licked her lips as she stared at the delineation of his abs, he almost groaned out loud. Her eyes locked onto his hard dick, and she responded immediately. Her breathing sped up, her breasts wobbling with the rapid rise and fall of her chest and her nipples tightened even further.
Beckett perused her sexy body, staring at the trimmed blonde curls on her cunt. Her legs were only slightly parted but he could see the honey glistening on her plump labia. As he crawled back up onto the bed, he tried to rein his arousal back. He was so famished for his mate, he was fucking shaking. He’d never reacted like that to any other woman, ever.
Crispin lowered his mouth to hers, tilting his head at the last minute before devouring her voraciously. Beckett growled when he saw their tongues dancing and curling around each other’s with erotic intent.
Daire gently unclipped the sling around Jaimie’s neck before easing it from her arm. He carefully shifted her casted arm lower before holding it against her body, just beneath her breasts. Then he swiped his tongue over one of her nipples while pinching and tweaking the other. Jaimie gasped and moaned, trying to arch up in a silent plea for more, but Daire and Crispin held her still.
Beckett caressed his way up her legs, slowly spreading them further and further apart, conscious of not knocking the pillow he’d propped her swollen ankle on, or her ankle itself.
When she was wide enough to situate himself between her splayed thighs, he dropped to his belly and wrapped an arm around her uninjured leg, spreading her even more. He lowered his head toward her wet cunt, inhaling the sweet musk of her honey, taking her scent deep into his lungs for all time.
And then he licked her.
He groaned, and she moaned as he lapped up all her delicious cream as he got closer and closer to his target. He swirled his tongue over and around the engorged bundle of nerves while rimming her entrance with the tip of his finger. When she tried to arch up for more, he placed a hand over her flat lower belly, holding her down.
As he licked her clit, he eased his finger into her dripping pussy. She was so fucking tight and wet he could just imagine how snug her cunt was going to feel wrapped around his dick. However, before he could even think about penetrating her, he needed to stretch her out and give her an orgasm so she was so slick he’d just slide right on in.
Beckett drew his finger back before stroking in again. He just hoped he could hold off his own climax to last the distance. Right now, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to.
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Jaimie had never been so hot, so turned on, and so hungry, ever. Crispin and Daire were devouring her mouth alternately and playing with her breasts. Beckett was slowly thrusting a finger in and out of her pussy while licking her clit.
The pleasurable sensations were out of this world amazing, but she wanted more. So much more.
Cream was leaking out of her pussy, her womb was aching, and her internal muscles kept clenching. She wanted to move, but she couldn’t since they were holding her down.
She whimpered when Beckett pulled his finger out of her pussy but moaned when he pressed two into her. She clenched reflexively around him, moaning as he pushed them further and further into her.
And then he started purring.
She sobbed with pleasure as the vibrations of that sound reverberated on her clit. The pressure in her womb began to build and the walls of her pussy began to coil.
Daire released the nipple he’d been suckling on and nipped her lower lip before delving into her mouth with his tongue. Crispin scraped the edge of his teeth over her other nipple before licking away the sting and drew the hard peak into his mouth.
Heated liquid desire pooled low in her belly as every muscle in her body grew tauter and tauter. Her legs began to tremble and her lower abs jumped each time Beckett licked, sucked, and laved his tongue over her clit.
The wet, frictional slide of his fingers along her walls was driving her to the edge of reason with desire, but it still wasn’t enough.
She cried out when Beckett began to pump his fingers in and out of her soaked pussy, harder, faster and deeper, sparking nerve endings to life she hadn’t known existed.
The coil inside was so tight she felt as if she was about to burst apart.
Daire released her lips, kissing and licking his way down toward her breast. As soon as Crispin, who’d been rolling her nipple between his finger and thumb, withdrew his hand, he suckled firmly on the other sensitive nub. Daire cupped her free breast lifting it toward his mouth drawing the peak in deeply before pressing it against the roof of his mouth.
Beckett caged her clit gently between his teeth before lashing the pearl hard and fast with the tip of his tongue.
Jaimie screamed as she flew to the stars.
Her pussy clenched down around Beckett’s fingers before releasing and clamping down again. She shook and shivered as nirvanic bliss washed over and through her as she came. Cum trickled from her pussy, and she saw bright white lights as the stars splintered apart.
Jaimie had never felt such ecstatic rapture.
Now that she’d had a taste of what lovemaking was like, she wanted more. She wasn’t naïve enough to think any man would do. She’d been attracted to members of the opposite sex before even though she hadn’t really ever had a boyfriend—going out with a guy for a couple of weeks and fooling around once didn’t count in her mind—but what she felt for Beckett, Daire, and Crispin went way beyond attraction.
These three handsome, sexy men had quickly worked their way under her skin and into her heart. While she wasn’t sure what she felt for them was love, it felt pretty damn close.
Once she’d met them, her feelings just got stronger and stronger the more time she spent with them.
She had a feeling it wouldn’t be long before she was head over heels in love with them.
Just thinking about walking away caused intense pain in her heart.
She had no idea what the future would bring or if she’d be alive a week from today, but she was going to live in the here and now. She was going to live each day as if it was her last because it might just very well be.
Jaimie just hoped if the bastard threatening her life found out where she was and came after her, that no one else got hurt.
She’d give her life to keep these handsome, noble men alive. The thought of their lives being cut short was too painful to even contemplate.
Jaimie pushed her pessimistic thoughts aside.
Nothing and no one else mattered right now.
All that mattered was that she gave her caring alpha shifters one hundred and ten percent of herself.
She wanted to be connected on a deeper level with all of them. Intimately as well as emotionally. They were quickly becoming the center of her world and losing them would destroy her.
That was when she realized she wasn’t falling in love with them.
She’d already fallen.
She opened eyes she hadn’t noticed she’d closed to find all three of them staring at her with hungry gazes.
“You are so beautiful when you come, baby.” Beckett sat up between her legs, wiping the back of his hand over his mouth and chin.
“The sexiest woman I’ve ever seen,” Daire rasped out.
“Absolutely stunning,” Crispin whispered just before he kissed her hungrily.
Jaimie threaded her fingers into Crispin’s hair as she tangled her tongue with his. Just a kiss from one or all o
f them had her desire sparking to life again.
Daire was still holding her casted arm tight against her body but used the fingers of his free hand to roll and tweak her nipples.
She gasped when Beckett lightly circled the tip of his finger around and over her sensitive clit.
Her womb and pussy clenched with an aching need so profound it was almost painful.
Crispin released her lips and after she sucked air into her burning lungs, she said, “Please.”
Beckett shifted between her legs and when she looked at him, her breath caught in her throat when she saw he was pumping a hand up and down his hard cock. While she was a little nervous about him penetrating her since she’d never had sex before and he was so big, she wanted him inside of her more than she wanted to breathe. The yearning was like a deep-seated compulsion, a need so strong it was too intense to ignore. Not that she wanted to dismiss it. She had a feeling she wouldn’t have been able to even if she’d tried her hardest.
“You want me, baby?” Beckett asked breathlessly.
“Yes!”
“Then you’ll have me.” He rubbed the tip of his cock up through her folds, coating his dick in her juices before caressing it over her clit, causing her to moan. “Stay nice and still for me, mate.”
That was difficult to do since she had the urge to move, but Crispin and Daire were holding her down so she couldn’t.
When she felt the head of Beckett’s cock at her wet entrance, she drew in a breath and held it.
“Breathe, sweet thing,” Daire ordered. “Keep breathing so you don’t tense up.”
Crispin cupped her cheek. “Relax, honey. Beckett won’t hurt you.”
“Never,” Beckett growled just as the tip of his dick popped through her tight tissues.
There was a slight stinging pain as she stretched to accommodate the broad, bulbous head, but there was also immeasurable pleasure and he wasn’t even very far inside of her yet.
“You okay, baby.”
“Yes,” she groaned. “Give me more. Please?”
“Fuck yeah,” Beckett rasped as he drew back slightly before pressing back in. He took his time as he rocked his hips, stroking his dick into her deeper and deeper each time he thrust forward until he was buried all the way inside of her.