by Becca Van
Jaimie wanted to wrap her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, but she couldn’t. She met first Crispin’s and then Daire’s gazes. “Let me go. Please? I need to—”
“Baby.” Beckett grasped her chin, holding her gaze locked with his. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Believe me, right now I’m not feeling any pain at all. Y’all told me that I’ll heal faster after we’re mated. Didn’t you believe what you said?”
Daire growled, drawing her attention. “We’d never fucking lie to you, sweet thing. But your welfare will always be put above our own wants and needs. The first time we make love to you is only an initial mating. To complete the bond, we all need to make love with you and claim you together. We don’t want you feeling pain of any sort because of our selfishness.”
“You’re not being selfish. I want this. I need to touch, too.”
“You will, honey,” Crispin said. “We have years ahead of us. Once you’re healed, we’ll let you explore our bodies to your heart’s content? Okay?”
“Okay.”
Daire suckled on a nipple while Crispin licked and sucked on the skin of her neck and beneath her ear.
Beckett hooked her knees over the crook of his arm before lifting her injured leg to rest on his shoulder. “Is that all right, mate? Is your ankle hurting?”
“No,” she groaned as he drew his cock out of her pussy, caressing along her wet walls. “So good.”
“Yeah,” Beckett growled. “So fucking hot. Wet. Tight.”
He started thrusting in earnest, sliding his long, thick cock in and out of her pussy. The nerves once more sparked to life, causing molten lava to pool low in her belly. Each time he pumped his hips, he increased the pace incrementally until his pubis was slapping against her ass.
The pressure inside began to grow, sending her higher and higher up the steep slope. One step closer to euphoria. Jaimie rolled her head back and forth on the pillow, the need to move too intense to ignore even if it was just her head.
Her breathing was fast and shallow. If Crispin and Daire hadn’t been holding her breasts and suckling on her nipples, she had no doubt they would have been jiggling up and down.
She opened her heavy eyelids when Beckett moved higher up onto his knees, and she stared into his amazing green eyes. She’d never felt more exposed as they gazed at each other while he made love to her, but she wouldn’t, couldn’t, look away.
Jaimie felt connected to Beckett on an elemental, intimate level, but she knew there was more. She wanted to feel what he was feeling, to know if the emotions in his eyes were love. Needed to know if he cared for her as much as she did him.
All thought fled when he surged back into her. The head of his thick, hard dick rubbed against an ultrasensitive spot inside of her that caused her to jerk.
“Yeah, there it is,” Beckett gasped as he withdrew before slamming back in again and then again.
The coil inside began to gather as the walls of her pussy drew closer and closer together until she was hovering right on the precipice of bliss.
She teetered on the brink for one stroke, two, and on the third, he slipped a hand down between their bodies before rubbing firmly over her clit.
Jaimie screamed as she toppled and flew to the heavens.
Her internal muscles convulsed around and along Beckett’s cock, cream gushed from her pussy, and her whole body quaked and quivered.
She was vaguely aware of Beckett yelling “move” as she came so hard, bright lights flashed in front of her eyes.
Beckett drove into her deeply with a shout and then he bit down hard into the crook of her neck and shoulder.
Before her second orgasm began to wane, she was catapulted into another body-quaking climax.
Her mouth opened on a soundless scream as the bright lights faded to an inky black. A soft click sounded in her ears and tears burned her eyes when warmth seeped into her heart.
She could feel Beckett in her heart and soul even though the connection was faint.
Her dreams of love were finally coming to fruition and she was going to do everything she could to be the best mate she could be.
She wanted Beckett, Daire, and Crispin to be happy and feel loved for the rest of their lives, and she was just the woman to make sure that they did.
Chapter Eleven
Daire had no idea how he kept his hands to himself when all he wanted to do was rip Beckett away from Jaimie so he could make love to and claim his mate. He’d curled his hands into tight fists until his knuckles were white and aching.
His tiger was pacing and riding him to move, but he kept his beast on a tight leash. If he gave his animal any slack, his cat would have already pounced. If Jaimie saw how aggressively intense he was feeling, he might scare her off. That was the last thing he wanted to do.
He almost sighed with relief when Beckett gave their mate a final hug and kiss before withdrawing his softening cock from her body. He rolled to his feet and gathered his clothes before sauntering from the room.
He smiled when he noticed Jaimie licking her lips as she ogled Beckett’s retreating ass. She glanced toward him and blushed when she caught him watching her.
“How do you feel, sweet thing?” Daire asked.
“Good.”
“Only good?” Crispin asked.
“Are you sore?” Daire questioned at the same time.
She shook her head. “Can I have a bath?”
“Of course you can, honey,” Crispin said as he shoved to his feet and headed toward the bathroom.
Daire stood before scooping her up into his arms and followed Crispin. The tub was already filling when they entered.
“I’ll go and get a plastic bag to wrap your cast up in.” Crispin kissed her lightly on the lips before he left.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Daire asked as he stepped over the rim of the spa bath before sitting with Jaimie on his lap. He maneuvered her so that she was sitting across his thighs with her cast wedged between their bodies. He didn’t want her moving that arm or end up jostling her and causing her pain.
“I’m fine.” She cupped his bearded face, her fingers caressing through the bristles. “I’m just feeling a little sticky and sweaty.”
Daire pressed his nose to her neck, inhaling deeply. “You smell amazing to me, sweet thing.”
She wrinkled her nose as if she didn’t believe him, and then she smiled. His heart flipped and his breath hitched. She was so fucking beautiful. Daire couldn’t believe she’d agreed to be his and his brothers’ woman after such a short amount of time, but there was no way in hell he was going to question it.
He’d never been happier, and he wasn’t about to do anything to jeopardize their relationship. At least not on purpose, anyway.
Crispin entered the bathroom, plastic bag and tape in hand. He stepped into the tub, knelt next to them and gazed at Daire. “Hold her arm up for me.”
“I can—”
“No honey.” Crispin winked at her. “I don’t want you hurting yourself. Let Daire take the weight of your arm.”
“I’m not a prissy miss, you know,” she snapped before giving an indignant sniff.
Daire smirked at her annoyance. He loved it when she got feisty. He also loved it when she was shy and sweet. Their mate had such a contrasting personality. He couldn’t wait to peel back the layers and work out what made her tick.
“I never said you were,” Crispin said.
“Y’all are treating me as if I’m a fragile piece of glass.”
“We know you’re made of sterner stuff, sweet thing, but we’re very protective men. More so with you. We might be over the top with our protectiveness in your eyes, in a lot of women’s eyes, but we can’t help the way we are, just as you can’t help the way you are. We aren’t going to change our solicitousness for you or anyone else, so you better get used to our characters fast.”
“I don’t want you to change,” Jaimie said as she met each of their gazes. “Your personali
ties are what drew me to y’all in the first place. Well, after I got over how handsome y’all are. I was just trying to let you know that I’m not a helpless damsel.” She grimaced as she stared at the plaster cast Crispin had wrapped up and was now taping. “Not normally, anyway.”
“All done,” Crispin said as he sat in the molded seat next to Daire and their woman. He lifted her legs, resting them on his thighs. “Okay?”
Jaimie nodded.
Daire reached behind him for the loofah and shower gel, then started washing his mate. She sighed, closed her eyes, and rested her cheek on his shoulder. He loved tending to her needs and hoped he’d get to do so often. But what he wanted more than anything else right now was to make love with her and claim her.
While he tried to keep his touch clinical, he couldn’t stop his hard cock from twitching and pulsing with hunger.
Jaimie must have felt his desire because she opened her eyes and met his. Her nipples had filled with blood to hard peaks, and her breathing had escalated.
“I want you, Daire,” she whispered.
He rested his forehead against hers. “I want you, too, mate.” He glanced at Crispin. “Help me move her.”
Crispin slid to his knees, grasped her hips, lifted and turned her until Jaimie was straddling Daire’s thighs. He clenched his teeth when her hot, wet pussy snugged up against the length of his hard dick. When he had his lust back under control, he said, “Drape your casted arm over my shoulder and leave it there.”
She nodded as she moved to do as he’d said.
As soon as Crispin moved his hands from Jaimie’s hips, he tested her pussy to make sure she was wet and ready before grasping her pelvis and lifted her.
“Help me hold her up,” he ordered his brother.
Crispin wrapped an arm around her waist, pressing his chest to her back but that didn’t stop Jaimie from lifting up higher onto her knees. She leaned forward until her mouth was just inches from his. “I want you inside me, Daire. Now!”
Daire didn’t want to wait any longer. He reached down and grasped the base of his cock, aligning it with her hot, wet cunt. Before he even let go of his dick, she dropped down over him. He groaned and she moaned.
“Shit, Jaimie,” he panted. “Did you hurt yourself?”
“Gods no,” she gasped before rising and lowering herself again.
Daire clasped her hips firmly, helping to raise and lower her over his throbbing cock. He glanced at Crispin desperately, hoping his brother would realize he needed help. He was too close to blowing his wad.
Crispin caressed his way up from her belly to her breasts, cupping the soft globes before kneading and molding them. He pinched her nipples before rolling them between his fingers and thumbs.
“Oh,” Jaimie moaned, arching and tilting her neck when Crispin began to lick and nibble her skin. She shivered when he lapped at the sweet spot just under her ear. Every time Crispin squeezed her nipples, her internal muscles clenched around Daire’s dick, coating his length in her cream. Already the heated tingles were beginning to form at the base of his spine.
Daire spread his legs wider, moving her up and down over his cock faster and harder as he thrust up to meet each stroke. He nearly lost it when she started to purposely clamp her internal muscles around his sensitive cock. She was already as tight as a fist around his length.
When her nails dug into his shoulder, he realized she was getting close to her release and picked up the pace until their bodies were slapping together, water sloshing over the side so the spa bath. He didn’t give a shit.
All he cared about was making Jaimie come and claiming her for all time.
* * * *
Jaimie had never felt so needy, so hot and hungry. Her insides felt like they’d melted long ago, and her blood was so hot she was sweating, but all she could think about was chasing her pleasure and taking Daire with her. She wanted, needed him coming inside of her, filling her up with his seed, making her his and him hers.
She undulated her hips, rocking forward and back up and down, panting and moaning each time Daire’s hard cock stroked along her inner walls. The heated friction fired her nerve endings to life, and the pressure in her womb began to grow.
Juices seeped from her pussy in a continuous stream, and if they hadn’t been in the tub, she would have left a big wet spot on the sheets, but she wasn’t embarrassed. Right now nothing could have made her feel shame. Everything felt so right. Warmth filled her heart as she met Daire’s heated gaze, and while she could have stared into those masculine orbs forever, she needed to feel his mouth on hers.
She bent toward him, pressing her lips to his, moaning as he thrust his tongue into her mouth at the same time he shoved his cock deep into her pussy.
With an arm still anchored about her waist, Crispin smoothed a hand down her back and squeezed each of her ass cheeks, causing her to moan. When he slipped a finger in between her crack and caressed over her anus, she froze.
“What’s wrong, sweet thing?” Daire asked breathlessly after releasing her mouth. He gazed at Crispin over his shoulder before looking at her again. “What’s Crispin doing to you, mate?”
“He’s…he’s pl-playing with my b-bottom.”
“Do you like Crispin touching your ass?” Daire rasped out.
“Oh!” she gasped when Crispin pressed the tip of his finger into her back entrance. Words were beyond her so she nodded.
“Give me the words, sweet thing.”
“Yes!” she sobbed. “I like it.”
“Thank fuck.” Crispin groaned as he grasped her chin, turning and tilting her head back before slanting his mouth over hers.
She moaned as he delved deeply into her mouth, their tongues tangling and twirling together. Daire growled as he dug his fingers into her hips harder and began to move her up and down over his hard cock.
When Crispin broke the kiss, she gasped air into her burning lungs as she leaned toward Daire. She sucked, licked, and kissed up and down his neck, nipping his earlobe before drawing it into her mouth and suckling on it.
“Fuck yeah, mate. I love having your mouth on me,” Daire said hoarsely. “I can’t wait to have those lips wrapped around my dick.”
“Oh god.” Her pussy rippled around his cock, covering him in her cream.
“Her ass is so fucking hot and tight,” Crispin said in a growly voice as he pressed his finger over her star after pulling the tip out. “I can’t wait to fuck it.”
Jaimie shook with arousal, getting closer and closer to rapture. She had no idea that hearing her men talking dirty would ratchet her need up further, but she loved it. Without moving her injured arm, she pressed it down harder on Daire’s shoulder, clutching at his other shoulder with her other hand and began to move faster.
The tension inside of her was so taut she knew she was about to come.
Daire lifted her up even higher onto her knees, holding her still and began to thrust up into her pussy hard, fast and deep.
She took the last step up the slope until she was teetering on the edge of euphoria. The next stroke of his dick sent her reeling.
“Daire!” Jaimie cried as she hurtled toward the heavens.
Her whole body quivered and quaked. Her pussy clenched and released around Daire’s pistoning cock as she soared to the stratosphere.
Daire made a low rumbling, growly sound deep in his chest as he withdrew from her pussy, and as he shoved back in to the hilt, he shouted as he started to come. His cock pulsed and twitched, enhancing her own pleasure, and just as her orgasm began to wane, he licked the curve of her neck and shoulder before sinking his fangs deeply into her flesh.
Jaimie shot straight back up into rapturous glory.
Colors burst in front of her eyes in a fiery kaleidoscopic display. Her vision blacked out and she trembled so hard she had no idea which way was up or down.
As the shakes began to dissipate, she heard the initial mating bond click into place. She felt the faint echo of love and happiness through t
he connection she now had with Daire.
Tears welled before rolling down her face, which she did nothing to hide. She wasn’t ashamed of revealing her overflowing emotions.
Jaimie had never felt so cared for, so loved. She was now mated to Beckett and Daire for the rest of their lives and couldn’t wait to have that same bond with Crispin.
She had a feeling she wouldn’t feel complete until she fully mated with all three of her men. She just hoped that they didn’t try to stop her from completing the final stage of the mating bond.
* * * *
Gary couldn’t believe his friend of a friend had managed to find Nurse Bitch. He was ecstatic he had though. If she hadn’t been injured, he might still be looking for her. He thanked his lucky stars that the cunt had broken her wrist and had needed medical treatment.
As soon as he got the text message, he applied for vacation time and packed a bag. Now he was on the road. It was going to take him at least two to three days of hard driving to get to Ambrose, North Dakota but it was worth it. He could have flown, but he didn’t want anything pointing in his direction once he’d killed the slut. He wasn’t stupid and knew he’d have to steal some other asshole’s license plates from their car. He’d do that in the late hours of the night or the early hours of the morning once he was in another state and there was no one around to see him.
He wasn’t sure how he was going to get to the bitch when he found her, but he had time to figure that out as he drove. Billy’s face flashed before his mind, resolving his determination for revenge.
He’d come prepared for any and every eventuality. He had knives, scalpels, and guns. While he wasn’t a crack shot, he wasn’t bad either. If he couldn’t get to the bitch, he’d take her out by a single shot to the head, but that wouldn’t be very satisfying. She needed to suffer just as his son had suffered.
Maybe he could create a distraction so he could get his hands on her.