Losing Control

by Crissy Smith

  His eyes started to water. He was a bastard. He didn’t try to make eye contact with either, just bolted for the door.

  Chapter Ten

  Kyle slammed the door just before Shawn was able to get to it. His mate skidded to a stop right before collided into it.

  Shawn actually looked frightened.

  Kyle reached out to him and Shawn scrambled back. What the hell? he wondered.

  “You’re not leaving me again,” Kyle told him. “I let you go once and it’s not happening this time.”

  Once out of reach of arm distance, Shawn fell to his knees.

  “You promised me,” Kyle accused. Even to his own ears he heard the hurt. “You swore you would always be with me.”

  Shawn started to shake and Kyle studied him. Once he pushed the hurt aside, he realised this wasn’t about Shawn running. Shawn was scared.

  “What’s going on?” Kyle asked, concerned.

  “I can’t do this…” Shawn admitted, his breath coming out faster than normal.

  Kyle lowered himself to his knees so he mirrored Shawn. “Tell me.”

  Shawn shook his head but Kyle wasn’t having any of that. Something had frightened his mate.

  “Tell me,” he demanded.

  “I can’t…my wolf…” Shawn started and swallowed hard. “I can’t control myself. I want you and Bree so bad…I…I might hurt you.”

  Kyle almost laughed at the whispered confusion, barely able to bite it back. The thought that Shawn would hurt him or Bree… It was ridiculous. “No, you won’t hurt us,” Kyle assured him.

  He looked over at Bree who remained on the bed. She was leaning towards them with tears in her eyes. When she saw him watching her, she smiled.

  Kyle knew she understood. Everything was going to be all right.

  He gave his attention back to Shawn. He scooted forward slowly.

  “No,” Shawn pleaded.

  “You can’t really believe you’d hurt us, Shawn” Kyle tried to reason.

  “I can feel my control slipping. I can’t take the chance,” Shawn confessed.

  “You won’t hurt us. Not your mates,” Kyle repeated, still getting closer to him.

  “What if…”

  “You won’t hurt us,” Kyle said once again. He’d repeat it a thousand times if he had too.

  Shawn sighed heavily. Kyle quickly closed the distance and wrapped his arms around Shawn. “Trust me?” he asked.

  Shawn met his eyes. The emotion Kyle saw took hold of his heart and squeezed. After a few seconds, Shawn nodded.

  Kyle stood, pulling Shawn up with him.

  He carefully led the other man to the bed where Bree waited. When he smiled, she rose to her knees and held out a hand to Shawn.

  “I’m sorry,” Shawn whispered to her.

  “Oh Shawn!” she cried softly. “You have no idea how much it means to me that you would rather leave than take the chance of hurting me. I know how strong wolf shifters are.”

  Shawn relaxed in his arms and Kyle pressed a kiss to his mate’s neck.

  “You’re a good man and I’m proud to be with you,” Bree told him.

  Shawn opened his mouth but Kyle interrupted before the other man could argue.

  “Listen to her,” he ordered Shawn gently.

  “I’m not worried,” she explained. “Not with you and Kyle. I’m where I belong.”

  She leaned up and pressed her lips to Shawn’s. As Shawn tensed, Kyle rubbed his back so Shawn knew he was there. Slowly Shawn’s muscles began to loosen and he opened his mouth to receive Bree’s tongue.

  Bree moaned and pushed into him until Shawn had to put his arms around her or risk falling over.

  With a hand on Shawn’s lower back, Kyle urged them down until they manoeuvred themselves into lying together on the bed.

  Bree buried her hands in Shawn’s hair and they continued to kiss. Kyle reached around and started to unbutton Shawn’s shirt. He then bent and pulled off the man’s shoes and socks.

  Bree and Shawn had started to rock against each other as they kissed and nibbled each other’s lips.

  Bree caressed Shawn’s shoulders and chest and Kyle removed his shirt. Anytime he took his hands away, Shawn would stiffen up. So he made quick work of Shawn’s pants even though it wasn’t easy with his two mates rubbing off on each other.

  Shawn seemed to be doing better but Kyle was still concerned. He knew Shawn would never hurt anyone unless it was to protect someone. He had to make sure Shawn knew it too.

  Kyle would make sure he was always touching Shawn if he had to. It really was no hardship on him.

  When finally Shawn was naked, he pulled back. Kyle soothed his hands over his shoulders as Shawn stared down at Bree.

  “I knew you would look good under those clothes,” Bree teased.

  Shawn snorted before he dipped his head and kissed her again.

  Before they could get too involved, Kyle nudged Shawn, getting his attention. Shawn turned his head and Kyle covered his mate’s mouth.

  It was everything they’d shared before and more. Shawn let him set the pace and Kyle knew his man was holding back. He’d have to see if he could do something about that.

  He wanted Shawn to let go. To give himself over to their love.

  And just like that it came to him.

  He pulled back and grinned.

  “What?” Shawn asked nervously.

  Kyle chuckled. “I got it.” He pushed off the bed. Shawn frowned and watched him closely.

  Kyle pinched Shawn’s ass receiving a grunt from the other man. “Lay down on the bed. On your back,” he ordered.

  Shawn raised an eyebrow but moved back onto the bed, grabbing Bree around the waist, taking her with him. Bree squealed and laughed.

  Kyle laughed with her. This was the Shawn he was used to.

  Shawn positioned himself on his back with his head on the pillow, his hard cock lifting away from his body, practically begging to be sucked. Kyle would make sure it would be, but first…

  Standing next to the nightstand, he bent over until his face was inches from Shawn’s. “Still afraid of hurting us?” he inquired.

  Shawn shook his head. “I’m okay.”

  Kyle never doubted it. But still maybe his mate needed to a little payback. He reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out the handcuffs Shawn loved to use on him.

  “How about a little insurance?” he asked, letting the handcuffs swing.

  Shawn’s eyes darkened and his cock twitched.

  “Oh I think he likes that idea,” Bree commented, as she wrapped her hand around Shawn and pumped.

  Shawn bucked up against her hand and groaned.

  “So, what do you say?” Kyle teased. He had to make sure Shawn was really okay with the idea. He knew his mate liked cuffing him to the bed but Kyle wasn’t sure if Shawn would allow himself to be controlled that much.

  Shawn gave a jerky nod.

  Kyle whooped in delight and jumped on the bed. The three of them bounced and he laughed again.

  He glanced over at Bree, who was still working Shawn’s shaft. He licked his lips and nodded to her hand.

  Bree giggled. Then bent and engulfed Shawn’s cock.

  Shawn let out a wail.

  Kyle positioned himself next to his mate and started to kiss him. He opened his mouth and allowed Shawn to thrust his tongue inside.

  Kyle waited until Shawn had started to lift his hips to match Bree’s actions and the kiss had become sloppy, before clicking one handcuff around Shawn’s wrist and snapping it to the bed. He quickly did the same with the other side.

  Once Shawn was secure, he pulled away and looked down at him.

  It was a sight he had never really thought he’d see. But he was glad Shawn was allowing them this control. It would be something he would always remember.

  Bree was working Shawn’s cock and Kyle could tell how much he was enjoying it, but he wanted to hear his mate. Not watch him clench his teeth as he remained fighting for control.


  “I bet that feels good,” Kyle said. “Her mouth on you. Taking you down.” He would give Shawn back some of the dirty talk his lover used on him.

  Shawn grunted in agreement.

  Kyle smoothed his hand over Shawn’s chest before he started to pull at his nipples. Shawn tried to surge up but the handcuffs cut off any excessive movement.

  “Kyle,” Shawn called his name roughly.

  “That’s it, let go,” Kyle urged and tweaked one nipple hard.

  Shawn growled.

  “Give it all to us,” Kyle demanded.

  Shawn’s head thrashed against the pillow, his hands clenched above his head.

  “Good, good,” Shawn murmured. “Oh baby… yes.”

  “Want it, Shawn?” Kyle asked, licking at the nipples he’d been tormenting. The hard nubs were red. “Want to come?”

  “Please,” Shawn actually begged.

  Kyle slammed his mouth down on Shawn’s, covering his cries. Shawn jerked against him, bit down on his lip, and came.

  Bree never stopped. She sucked and swallowed him down. Kyle reached over and grabbed the back of her neck until she lifted her head. He moved quickly to press his lips against hers until she shared Shawn’s taste with him. He got so lost in the kiss, he didn’t realise he was humping against Shawn until Bree pulled back panting.

  “Fuck me please,” she pleaded.

  Kyle pulled her up until she straddled Shawn’s chest before moving in behind her. He locked his eyes on Shawn’s and he pressed against her back until she lowered her breasts to Shawn’s face.

  Shawn immediately started to tease and lick at her pert nipples as Kyle gripped his prick and lined it up with her weeping pussy.

  She was already so wet. He held himself with one hand, ready to explode already. With his free hand, he slid two fingers through her slick folds and pushed two fingers inside.

  Her body tightened around his digits and she moaned.

  “Gonna fill you up,” he told her.

  “Yesss…” she hissed.

  “Gonna ride you hard. Make sure you know you belong to us, only us.”

  Bree rode his fingers for several minutes and whimpered when he removed them.

  “Only ours,” he swore, and he plunged inside her hot wet hole. She arched her back and shook.

  “Gorgeous,” Shawn said out loud. “You look so pretty taking his cock.”

  The sounds coming from Bree were almost animalistic and Kyle loved them. He slammed inside her over and over, tightened the grip he had on her hips and thrust harder. She felt so good—hot and soft surrounding him, silky. Shawn’s earlier release still scented the air, and Kyle wanted her scent to mix with it. He slammed harder, shaking the entire bed.

  “Like that… just like that,” she cried. The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed in the room.

  “Come baby, come on his cock,” Shawn told Bree.

  Kyle pistoned his hips faster. Bree threw her head back and screamed as she climaxed. Three quick strokes and he joined her.

  He collapsed forward, sandwiching Bree between him and Shawn. He was still panting, trying to regain his senses when he heard Shawn complaining, “Can someone take these damn cuffs off before the two of you fall asleep on top of me?”

  Chapter Eleven

  Bree woke with heaviness across her back that she wasn’t used to. She found she remained in the middle of the large bed with Shawn curled up behind her, one leg thrown over hers, and his arm stretched out, holding Kyle close to them both.

  She was surprised. She wouldn’t have considered Shawn as the cuddler. She sighed in contentment and buried her face against Kyle’s shoulder.

  The night before had been intense. It had shocked her to see the emotion in Shawn’s eyes when he’d panicked. It wasn’t because he didn’t want her like she’d first thought. It was because he was scared of hurting her or Kyle.

  Kyle shifted and brought his hand up to brush the hair from her face. She tilted her head and ran her gaze over him. He was looking at her with such a soft expression of love, it made her eyes sting with tears.

  Slowly he shifted towards her until his lips were inches from her. “Good morning, love,” he greeted.

  Bree smiled at the endearment. Kyle might be the quiet one in the relationship but he felt as strongly for her as Shawn did. The contrast between her two mates made her feel like she would have everything she would ever need.

  Mates… The word whispered around her head. She closed the distance to Kyle’s mouth and breathed the word against his lips. “Mate.”

  Then they were locked together until Kyle nibbled on her bottom lip and she opened her mouth, allowing his entrance.

  They moaned at the same time, Kyle pulling her tighter against his body. Rolling over her, he manoeuvred her onto her back. Shawn shifted with them as Kyle covered her body with his.

  When the lack of air had them parting, Kyle was above her, panting. He interlocked their fingers together before moving her arms over her head so he was completely stretched out over her.

  Bree wrapped her legs around his waist as Shawn moved behind Kyle, kissing his shoulders. Kyle shivered against her and started to rub their flesh against one another.

  Shawn caught her eye and winked. “I want to wake up like this every morning from now on,” he said, his voice husky with lust.

  Bree agreed and nodded.

  Then Shawn moved from her sight, disappearing behind Kyle. A second later Kyle jerked.

  “Oh God! Yes!” Kyle almost yelled.

  Bree wanted to see what Shawn was doing, but Kyle felt too good on top of her. Kyle’s eyes were closed and his entire body quaked.

  “What’s he doing?” Bree had to ask.

  “He’s… Shit! He’s…”

  “Distracting you,” Shawn answered. “Sorry.”

  Kyle growled.

  Shawn grinned and pushed Kyle forward until he could reach Bree’s mouth over Kyle’s shoulder. She wrapped her arms around Shawn’s neck.

  Bree opened and responded to the hot, demanding kiss and Kyle once against started to move against her. Bree lifted her hips, inviting Kyle to take her since she couldn’t say it out loud with Shawn plundering her mouth.

  Kyle got the message and pushed her thighs apart and slowly sank inside. Bree arched her back taking him deeper. Kyle moaned and Shawn broke the kiss. Bree ran her hand over Shawn’s shoulder.

  “You taste so good,” Shawn told her.

  Everything was good. The way Shawn was looking at her like she was his everything, the feel of Kyle inside her stretching her, the smell of their love-making still lingering in the air from the night before mixing in with their new arousal.

  Kyle was still thrusting deep inside her, rocking her body, taking her closer to climax. He was thick and filled her up like no one before. And it wasn’t just his body he filled, but her heart too.

  Shawn pressed sweet soft kisses on her forehead, her eyelids, cheeks and chin.

  It was almost too much—both men loving her at the same time. She closed her eyes tightly, holding the feelings close to her heart.

  “Open your eyes,” Shawn requested gently. She complied. “I want to watch you,” he told her and then moved away. Bree reached for him but he dove for the nightstand, pulled something out and returned to his position behind Kyle.

  Kyle’s frantic strokes didn’t ease and Shawn winked at her again.

  He held up two fingers and showed them to her. Fascinated, she watched as he poured clear liquid on them then his hand disappeared again.

  Kyle groaned and he faltered.

  “I’m gonna fuck you,” Shawn told Kyle with his mouth close to the other man’s ear. “While you’re taking our girl, I’m gonna take you.”

  Bree bit her lip. Damn, she wanted to see that.

  Kyle nodded his head in jerky motions. Bree gripped Kyle’s shoulders and held on. Kyle’s teeth were clenched as he thrust inside her and pulled back out gently. Bree knew every time he withdrew from he
r, he was pushing Shawn’s fingers in deeper. The series of emotions on Kyle’s face spoke volumes.

  “Stop teasing, inside now,” Kyle finally pleaded.

  Shawn chuckled and, placing his hand over Bree’s on Kyle’s shoulder, pressed until Kyle’s chest was laying against hers.

  In her mind’s eye, she could see Shawn starting to fill Kyle. Next time, she promised herself—next time she would watch.

  Kyle arched, his cock slipping even deeper inside as he remained still. Shawn groaned from behind. After rocking several times, Shawn froze behind Kyle.

  “We’re connected,” Bree said in a whisper. “The three of us.”

  Kyle nodded. “Forever.”

  “Always,” Shawn agreed.

  Then Shawn was moving. He backed away and then plunged. Bree gasped. Each hard thrust inside Kyle had Kyle stroking deeper into her.

  Shawn set a slow steady pace, pulling Kyle’s hips to move with him. Kyle allowed Shawn the control and each time they moved took Bree closer to climax.

  There were so many different positions in which they could make love. But she had no doubt this would be one of her favourites—to be able to watch both men’s faces.

  Shawn growled loudly and the even strokes became faster and less controlled.

  Bree arched her back and her nails scratched at Kyle’s shoulders, as every other thought escaped. She could only feel. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed around her but she barely heard. All she could concentrate on was how good the strong, hard plunge of Kyle’s cock inside her felt.

  Her entire body shook as she could no longer hold back. Her breasts felt full and swollen, sweat dripped from her hairline down her face. She couldn’t catch her breath.

  Her clit tingled from the pressure and before she could prepare herself, she cried out as her orgasm ripped through her. Dimly she heard Kyle’s shout before Shawn yelled their names.

  * * * *

  Freshly showered and dressed in a pair of Kyle’s sleep pants and a T-shirt, Bree opened the bathroom door and released the steam from the shower. As she stepped in the hall, she heard raised voices before a door slammed.