The Alpha Warlocks' Own: An Alpha Warlocks of Kala West Story #3 (A BWWM and BBW Paranormal Ménage Romance)

by Auriella Skye

  “In a way,” Royce said. “Ryan and I have made you stronger just as you’ve made us stronger. All of our powers are amplified since you bonded us together by starting the ritual. You’re our center now. Without you, there is no us.”

  “But how am I not killing you?” They seemed so calm about it, and they kept distracting her with the way they were kissing her, touching her.

  Ryan’s hand slid down to massage her ass, while Royce’s hand managed to slip under her shirt to cup her breast, which made her arch her back into him.

  “You can’t hurt us with your magic,” Ryan said, caressing her bare shoulder with his other hand. “Our magic won’t harm you, either. The bond keeps triad mates from hurting each other with their magic. So when we say we want you to burn for us, Carmen, don’t you ever hold back. Ever.”

  Ryan bowed into her exposed neck. What started as a kiss ended in a small bite that traveled all the way down to her most sensitive areas. Her pussy twitched, remembering the feel of his mouth there.

  Carmen felt no pain at his pressure. Only desire filled her, and she did what they asked of her. She let go.

  Royce found her covered nipple, which was already hard from his touch. His fingers tugged at it lightly. Her breast reacted to him, and she thought she would melt right there between them.

  Moans escaped her as both men explored her clothed body. Suddenly, the material keeping them from each other was too much. She needed skin on skin, or she thought she would die with longing.

  She tugged at Ryan’s shirt, and he needed no further encouragement.

  He slid it the rest of the way off. Carmen felt the absence of Royce too and saw him mimicking his brother to remove his own shirt.

  Damn, they were gorgeous. She realized she’d never seen them shirtless together before and was thankful for having the pleasure of enjoying them now with both men all to herself.

  When had they gotten so big, so muscular? They were carved pieces of perfection, and all she wanted to do was explore them and discover all her warlocks had to offer.

  She reached out for them, but they stopped her. She couldn’t keep the pout from forming on her lips.

  “Keep doing that,” Ryan added, “and I’m going to bite that lip of yours.”

  She giggled. “Promise?”

  A groan escaped Ryan, and she thought it was one of sexiest sounds she’d ever heard. She’d have to remember that. She thought about sounds she could get both of them to make, and the simple thought made her wetter.

  Ryan gave no warning as he lifted her and carried her back to the bedroom.

  “Carrying me is becoming a bad habit of yours,” she said as he put her down.

  “If that’s what it takes to get you naked faster, I’ll keep doing it, too,” Ryan said.

  “Your turn, Car,” Royce said. “We want to see that luscious body of yours.”

  Before she could start, both men were on her. Royce lifted the shirt she’d borrowed from him until she was naked before them. They were still being somewhat gentle, but Carmen could see the muscles tense under their skin. They were holding back. Big time. She had to fix that right away.

  “Don’t hold back,” she said. “Not this time.”

  Royce didn’t question her. He simply smiled. “Whatever our witch wants, our witch gets.”

  Well, it was about damn time.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Royce realized that if he was going to start trusting Carmen with knowing what she could handle, he had to start now.

  “Get on the bed,” he demanded. “Ryan tasted you, and now it’s my turn.”

  She slid up to the middle of the bed, and he was right there as she lay on her back.

  If she wanted it all, he was ready to give it. He wasted no time going for her center, and on impulse she jerked away from him.

  Oh no. She wasn’t getting away that easy. She was going to feel every bit of sexual strain she’d brought on Royce, and he was going to see it through.

  He licked over her warmth until she squirmed under him, and he wasted no time adding a finger to slide in her moist entrance.

  “Goddess!” she cried.

  “You know what’s great about you being our gorgeous fire witch?” he asked between suckles, making sure his finger continued to penetrate her.

  Carmen shook her head vigorously. “No. Tell me. Just don’t stop doing that. Please.”

  He waited for Ryan to crawl on the bed and take a perky nipple into his mouth.

  Carmen struggled, but they both had her down tight. She wanted everything, and she was going to get it all until they took her as their witch.

  “We get to be the first and last ones to make you burn from the inside out,” Royce said. “Burn hard for us, Carmen.” His mouth covered her and sought out every inch she offered to take her further into oblivion.

  Royce’s mouth took no time to find and suck on her clit, making Carmen arch off the bed. They both felt her power shroud them and consume them in her orgasm.

  “Royce!” she cried. “Ryan!”

  Royce liked the sound of her crying out for them. It was the sweetest music only Carmen could sing, and he wanted to hear his fill.

  ***

  Carmen thought she would die from the pleasure the twins were giving her. Never had she felt a complete takeover that made her body cry for it to stop and never end simultaneously.

  They had taken her to a place that she didn’t even know existed, and she hadn’t even felt them fill her up yet.

  The thought thrilled and scared her, but she wasn’t backing down. They all had waited too long for this, and she wanted them more than ever.

  “It’s time for us to enter that beautiful body of yours, Car,” Ryan said. “Are you ready for us?”

  Carmen was too lost in the sensations Ryan was still giving her sensitive breasts to know if she answered or not. It was overwhelming and not enough.

  “We need to hear you, love,” Royce said. “You may be full of delicious magic, but we can’t read your thoughts.”

  “Not yet,” Royce teased before kissing along the sensitive part of her neck. “But give us time, and we’ll know what goes through that beautiful head of yours.”

  “I’m ready,” Carmen said. “Make me yours, please.”

  She felt the men shift and move her until Royce was on her back and she lay on top of him. She trusted them with everything in her, and only moved until they positioned her the way they needed. Her legs straddled Royce leaving her ass open for Ryan’s explorations.

  Holy hells of eternity. Were they going to take her at the same time?

  Carmen was far from naïve. She knew long ago that two warlocks meant two lovers who would be with her at the same time. She just didn’t realize it would happen this soon.

  “Look at me, lovely,” Royce said.

  She turned to stare into the gorgeous gray eyes she’d loved for years. Royce’s irises glowed red, but she still caught the subtle hint of his natural gray color.

  “We don’t want to hurt you, Car,” Royce said, “so you need to let us know what you’re feeling. If it gets too much for you, we’ll stop. Ground yourself in your magic. Let it fill you from the inside out. Okay?”

  She nodded, wondering how they knew to guide her so well. Nope. She quickly shot that thought down. The women in her twins’ past didn’t matter. They were hers now, other witches be damned. She’d fight for her men, just like she knew they’d fight for her.

  Without warning, she felt something cool on her ass followed by Ryan rubbing the slippery substance into her.

  Her head fell back in pleasure, and she let Royce’s advice settle in her. She released her magic so it calmed her and gave her courage to be with her warlocks in every which way she possibly could.

  She felt the tip of Royce’s cock at her front entrance and she looked down to meet his stare. Damn, she almost lost it then. The lust he had for her was so natural and pure, she could barely stand it.

  He waited for her acc
eptance, so she nodded.

  Royce eased himself inside her, and all her nerve endings exploded from where he penetrated her and spread through her entire body. There was some pain, but her magic flowed over her until all she felt was pleasure as she sunk deeper down on him.

  “Go slow, baby, or I won’t last long,” Royce said.

  “I don’t know if I can,” Carmen said.

  Carmen didn’t know why Royce thought he would lose control, because he had patience unlike anyone she’d ever known. He filled her completely and remained still until her body adjusted to his size.

  Then he moved and her world shattered into glorious pieces. No longer was there resistance or pain. Only divine pleasure coursed through her.

  She felt Ryan’s hand explore her ass until she felt him breach her with his finger. She threw her head back with the dual sensations.

  Just when she thought it wasn’t enough, Ryan added another finger and then a third, until she was filled with them. He played her as if she were his sexual instrument that only he could work, and the sounds that came from her and Royce created the musical notes.

  When Ryan pulled away, she wanted to protest, but Royce pulled her down and kissed her. His flavor was masculine and addictive and only took her higher.

  Then she felt Ryan at her backside. She forced a rougher kiss into Royce’s mouth as Ryan slipped through. Just like before, some pain seared her, but it was as if her magic knew how to switch pain into pleasure that made her hazy and needy.

  She didn’t realize Ryan was all the way inside her until she felt his chest against her back. Carmen was full and far from sated. She needed them to move.

  “Just feel, baby,” Ryan whispered in her ear. “Feel it all and let go.”

  As if reading her mind, they shifted and created the most delightful friction her body ever experienced. When Royce would thrust in, Ryan pulled out. In. Out. Out. In. Two parts of a whole making her their third, and she was so high on them that her mind was muddled and incoherent. All that existed was the sensation of them filling her body and soul with perfect rhythm.

  Close, she was getting closer to something so good and beyond anything she had ever experienced that she didn’t want to go there alone, and she didn’t have to. Royce and Ryan were right there with her.

  The she heard it, a sound that was close to sizzling. The air was warm and full of the scent of their joining.

  Carmen’s power encircled them, but this time it wasn’t just hers. She felt Royce’s fire meld with hers, and Ryan’s air swirled through their force. They created an elemental pleasure that strengthened them and joined them as one.

  “Close,” Ryan cried. “Come with us, Carmen.”

  “Jump with us, baby,” Royce said.

  All Carmen could do was give into their commands, and she leapt higher than she’d ever had before until it wasn’t just the sex that sent her over the edge. It was their power weaving together and becoming a stronger entity that nothing could ever break apart.

  They exploded inside her and sent a second wave crashing after the first. Her body rippled as she felt them soften inside her. In that moment, Carmen knew what it was like to finally be whole.

  Carmen became a bundle of pleasure and feeling until all she could do was fall on top of Royce as Ryan slumped against her back.

  The brothers spoke at once.

  “Fuck!”

  “Damn!”

  Carmen couldn’t help but snicker between them. “I think you’re both accurate.”

  She felt at peace between them, her amazing warlocks who’d taken her to heights she didn’t imagine were possible.

  Then the tingling began. At first, it was barely noticeable, but then it became more persistent as the sensation swirled around her hip.

  “Is that what I think it is?” she asked her men.

  She peeked down to see three images appearing on her hip, two fire element symbols with an air symbol interlocking to make a larger and new structure. The new shape glimmered and glowed with blues and reds until the last wisp of swirling disappeared.

  “The mark of our bond,” Royce said. Then he looked down to find the same symbol appearing on his stomach. The three elements interlocked in a circle around his navel.

  With some maneuvering, Carmen was able to get a glimpse of the same image on Ryan’s stomach.

  “Now that’s a sexy location for the symbol of a Perfect Triad,” she said.

  She felt both men stir and harden again inside her.

  “Want to know what else is sexy?” Ryan asked.

  “The witch we love,” Royce finished for him.

  Ryan kissed her neck before saying, “And we do love you, Carmen. More than you’ll ever know.”

  Carmen couldn’t help the flutters in her stomach. They loved her. Good because she loved them long before they ever knew she existed. Now she was stuck between the men who had bewitched her heart. She didn’t have plans on going anywhere soon.

  “Oh, I think we can show her how much we love her,” Royce said.

  “You think so, Brother?” Ryan asked.

  “No doubt about it.” Royce smiled up at her.

  She felt evidence of their words and the full hardness that came with it, and she couldn’t believe how much she wanted them again just as quickly.

  “So soon?” Carmen asked with a sleepy grin, but she knew sleep was far from her mind. Even if her body demanded a break, she wanted more of her twin warlocks. “Aren’t you supposed to have a resting period or something?”

  “If I recall, you got to rest hours ago,” Royce said. “At my urging, no less.”

  “Too late for sleep now, baby,” Ryan said, kissing her back until she arched back into him.

  Oh, bring it on, boys, Carmen thought as they took her again and showed her what words could never describe.

  Epilogue

  Carmen fingered her favorite namesake necklace with the new chain Royce and Ryan had given her. Even without her warlocks so close to her, she thought about them constantly and couldn’t stop the big grin that filled her face.

  She had been part of her Perfect Triad for a month, and she’d never felt more powerful and loved because of it. Ryan and Royce were the other parts of her, and she felt joyful silliness fill her up whenever her mind drifted to them, especially since they rarely let her out of their sight. It was a miracle she could get away to spend witch time with her sisters.

  Her sisters had some searching to do, and they needed to do it without their warlocks. Ever since their mother admitted she had a fourth child before them, they’d all been anxious to find her. Their mother had kept that secret locked away because she thought the baby had died shortly after birth. At least, that’s what she had been told. Only Dad and Papa knew, but they kept it to themselves because it was their mother’s story to tell, and it happened before she met them.

  Now that the Brixton sisters knew that their half-sister was alive somewhere, they planned a meeting to figure out a way to find her. For all they knew, the Master of Fire was after her too. There was no telling what he knew, or how he would attack them. They needed to find their sister like yesterday.

  Royce and Ryan were extra protective of Carmen ever since they bonded. She had to literally have them walk her inside Ethereal Delusions just to show them that she and her sisters were fine for their meet up at the magic shop and that there were no weirdos hiding in the back and ready to pounce on them.

  It was cute, to a point. Whenever she brought up their extreme hovering, they had the tendency to silence her with kissing that led to more intimate things, which made her forget she was angry. Not that she minded too much, but she was quickly realizing that to win an argument with those sneaky brothers, they’d have to be far away from anything that could get them horizontal.

  “We can see that, you know,” Claire said as she brought out a tray of herbal tea and set it on the table.

  “What are you babbling on about?” Carmen asked.

  “That smil
e,” Charice said as she placed a tray full of cookies next to the tea and snatched a few before sitting down. “We know that smile and look very well.” She bit off a cookie.

  “Too well,” Claire said with a laugh that infected all of them.

  “Who would have thought it?” Carmen said. “Two amazing warlocks.”

  “I think you did, Miss I-must-have-my-own-warlocks-now,” Claire said. “Ever since your witch behind could walk.”

  “I remember that too,” Charice said around her chewing. “We have the awful dress-up photos to prove it.”

  “I wasn’t that bad,” Carmen said in defense.

  “Yes, you were,” Claire said.

  “Much worse,” Charice added.

  Carmen shoved playfully at Claire. “Oh, just admit it. You two are just as stupidly happy with your two warlocks as I am with mine.”

  “Me more than most,” Charice said, sipping her tea and looking away.

  “What’s that supposed to mean?” Claire asked.

  Carmen’s eyes widened, and she jumped from her seat. “Shit in witch hat! You’re pregnant!”

  “First, you cannot use that potty mouth around my magical little person,” Charice said. “Second—”

  Carmen and Claire didn’t give her time to finish before they gripped her in a big hug.

  “I’m going to be an aunt!” Carmen screamed.

  “You’re pregnant?” Claire chimed in. “Really?”

  “I can’t breathe!” Charice said. “That means the baby can’t breathe.”

  Her sisters quickly let go. “Sorry,” they said together.

  “And yes, I’m really pregnant.”

  “When is the tiny witch or warlock making its debut?” Carmen asked.

  “About another eight months or so,” Charice said. “We think he or she is a Firewick baby.”

  “I think we can all agree this last Firewick was more potent than most,” Claire said.

  Carmen gasped. “You’re not…”

  “Pregnant? Oh, no,” Claire said. “Not yet, anyway, but knowing my two warlocks, they may change that soon enough.”