by L. A. Boruff
"We can learn together," I said. "Because I know nothing about pregnancies. Less than nothing. I'm gestating blind."
He put his leg over me and rolled into the bed beside me, careful not to put any of his weight on me as he crossed over. Once he was there, he cupped my face with his free hand and kissed my lips softly, tenderly. "I'm going to take such good care of you," he said. "You're carrying my baby."
"What if it's not yours?" I asked, eyebrows raised.
"It doesn't matter. It's mine," he said firmly. "Just as it will be Cas's even if its mine and Levon's even if it's Cas's. I already feel it. This baby is ours."
I smiled at him and pulled his lips back down to mine. My heart swelled, and my love for him turned me on, warming me from my heart down to my core.
"I love you," I whispered against his lips.
Kerry pulled back to look down at me. "I love you, too."
"It was fast, and sudden, and life has taken us on a whirlwind, but I know I love you, all three of you. I'm so thankful I went on that hike a few weeks ago." I said a quick prayer to the shifter gods that our lives continued to be so blessed.
Kerry helped me sit up and pull my shirt and bra off. He stared at my breasts. "I see it," he said. "Your nipples are darker."
I looked down in surprise. "When did that happen?" I asked.
He shrugged. "It's hot. Are they sensitive?"
"Not that I've noticed. They were sore for a few days, but I blamed that on a particularly vigorous lovemaking session."
He ran his hands over them slowly, squeezing and stroking. It felt amazing, and the sensations were definitely stronger. "They are a little bit more sensitive."
I watched his fingers glide softly over the tips. They puckered, shooting anticipation through me. He leaned forward, gliding his tongue where his fingers had been moments before. I let my head fall back as I moaned my pleasure.
"You're gorgeous," he said as he kissed between my slightly swollen globes.
"I could easily say the same about you," I whispered after I opened my eyes and looked down at his reddish hair. His face was obscured by my breasts. "You're so strong. I love the sensation of you over me, above me. Strong and loving."
4
I murmured in my sleep as a hot tongue lapped at me. My hands grasped onto the sheets, trying to hold back the moan that was building within me. Screwing my eyes tighter, I refused to wake up. I didn't want this to end. Not if I could help it. I could feel my release, so close I could almost touch it.
If only the tongue would...
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
I screamed, waking myself completely as the orgasm crashed through my body, setting every nerve I had on fire. This couldn't just be a dream. When I dreamed about sex, it normally ended with me almost at the point of coming, but never quite.
Levon chuckled, revealing himself to be the owner of the tongue in question.
"We know you're awake, Leola," Kerry added from beside me. "We can hear it in your breathing."
"And what a way to greet the day," I whispered hoarsely, opening my eyes and enjoying the sight of all three of them naked in bed with me. That hadn't been how we'd gone to sleep. I'd just been with Kerry then. Not that I minded. Being with all of them was any girl's wet dream come true.
"We can make it even better, if you'd like." Cas wiggled his eyebrows.
"Be my guest, good sirs," I responded, already feeling as if I didn't have a care in the world. If this was what being pregnant was going to be like, then I'd have to consider doing it again.
Levon moved suddenly, tapping my leg and letting me know it was time to flip over and get on my hands and knees. Sometimes, it was crazy how intuitive having sex with them had become. All of our bodies had their own shorthand to indicate movement or do a certain thing.
Kerry's hands crept under me, cupping my boobs and caressing them, each touch sending a stream of pleasure from my nipples down to my clit.
A moan escaped me, filling the room and chasing away any left over sleep.
"I can see how wet you are," Levon murmured, his breath hitting the back of my thighs and making me aware of just how wet I was. They tended to have this effect on me. No matter what act we were doing, they turned me on more than I'd ever have thought possible.
"Then do something about it," I grumbled into the pillow, hoping he'd take my words as an invitation.
"You heard our woman, Levon," Cas said, amusement coloring his tone. "Do something about it."
"My pleasure," he responded.
I yelped as he drew his wet tongue down my sensitive skin. I liked it when he went down on me, but this was something completely different. Something about the angle made this even more amazing, and a little dirty.
His tongue circled my clit, before moving to my entrance and darting inwards. I groaned loudly. Having already come once, I was on the edge of another orgasm already—which they damned well knew. They seemed to take it as a personal challenge to see how many orgasms in a row they could give me.
My whole body shook as the next orgasm took hold, only for Levon to decide it was time to stop paying attention to me. An involuntary whimper left my throat.
"Don't worry, Leola, we'll take care of that for you," Cas said. I could feel the air coming from his hand as he gestured the others to get into position.
"Where do you want me?" I asked.
"That depends, do you want to take all three of us at the same time?" he asked.
My eyes widened, though none of them could see that. We'd tried a lot of new things together, but all three of them at once wasn't something I'd experienced yet. Of course, I'd dreamed about it. And wondered how to bring it up with them. It seemed now I didn't have to.
"Yes," I whispered. I still had a lot of questions about how it was going to work. But I'd be finding out soon enough, and I knew my men would look after me.
"Good. Sit on Kerry's cock," he instructed.
I scrambled into position, fisting Kerry's cock in one hand so I could guide it to my entrance. Within seconds I was seated on him. I gently rocked myself over him, gaining a loud moan from Kerry as I did.
"Levon," Cas said firmly.
It was only then that I realised they'd talked about this among themselves, and each had a role they'd agreed to play. I swallowed the lump in my throat, the nerves getting to me more than I wanted them to. But I did want this. I couldn't imagine us doing it all the time, but that didn't matter.
Levon positioned himself so his cock was next to Kerry's head. It looked uncomfortable for the two men, who were both twisted slightly so they didn't touch, Levon's legs kind of forming an arch over Kerry's face. I supposed it wouldn't matter once both of their cocks were in me and pleasure coursed through their bodies and mine.
I knew what to do, even before Cas said anything. I leaned forward, pressing my body along Kerry's and bringing myself in line with his face and Levon's cock, though I needed a bit more stretch to get to the cock in question.
Luckily, Kerry had me covered and moved his legs so they propped me up, sending his cock deeper into me as he did. He opened his legs wide too, no doubt leaving room for Cas to get to my ass.
I licked my lips and took Levon's cock into my mouth. My eyes fluttered closed, and I enjoyed the feel of two of them inside me at the same time. Neither of them was moving much. I suspected it was because they were waiting for what was going to happen next.
"Hold still," Cas whispered, running a hand down my naked back.
I tried not to move, but the anticipation was thrumming through me, impossible to ignore. Kerry pushed into me with one hard thrust, making it even harder for me. A moan escaped. The first of many, I was sure.
Cas's fingers dipped into the groove of my ass, both cold and slippery from the lube he had on them. A dark-thrill filled me. We'd done this a couple of times, but not when one of the other men had his cock in my pussy. This was another thing I'd been wondering about but not been able to find
the words to ask for it.
With practiced ease, he coated my ass in the lube, slipping one of his fingers inside. At first, it burned, like it always did. But I soon found myself getting used to it and rocking back and forth onto his finger. The action had some unintended consequences as Kerry's cock moved with me, going deeper each time. If this was what it felt like to have a finger in my ass at the same time as a cock in my pussy, then I couldn't wait for more.
Cas added a second finger, using it to stretch me. The burn returned, not entirely unpleasant, and I groaned loudly, the sound vibrating my throat around Levon's cock. Oops. I should be showing him more attention. I drew my tongue along the underside of his cock. His hands clamped down on my head, threading through my hair and pushing me down on him further. I went gladly, still conscious of Cas's fingers and Kerry's cock inside me. I could already feel myself getting wetter and the orgasm coiling itself up inside me. I wasn't going to last very long, but I was sure the three of them knew that.
A disappointed moan slipped from me along with Cas's fingers. He chuckled, clearly amused by my actions. My disappointment was short lived as his cock nudged against my ass, demanding entrance. I closed my eyes and relaxed the way they had taught me. If I didn't, then this would hurt.
Slowly, he worked himself inside me, filling me completely. And I really meant completely. With both him and Kerry inside me, I had a new definition for the word full.
"Don't stop sucking Levon's cock, Leola," Cas ordered, a slight grunt ending his words as he pushed into me, sending all of us moving.
How was I supposed to focus on giving Levon a blow job if this was happening to me? It was time to work it out. Especially with Cas giving me orders. I swallowed, hoping it would feel good for Levon. His fingers tightened in my hair. Good. At least that was working.
Kerry began to rock beneath me as Cas started moving. Neither of them moved in time with the other. Each set their own speed and their own rhythm, which only added to the pleasure coiling inside me. I had no control over my body. It just wanted to take and take and take.
Levon held my head in position, pushing his cock further into my mouth. I shouldn't like this. It was relinquishing all control. And yet, I did. Maybe it was because I knew not one of them would hurt me. With them, I was completely safe, even at my most vulnerable. He increased his tempo, and I knew from experience that meant he was close to coming. I had to hope he'd pull out though, I wasn't sure I could focus well enough to swallow him down at that moment.
Cas pushed in harder than before, a small burn of pain accompanying the pleasure, only serving to build it up more. This was certainly an experience like no other.
Levon started to shudder beneath me, and I prepared myself for what was to come. Thankfully, he pulled out of my mouth, though I couldn't see where he went to. No doubt it hadn't been an easy position to get out of. Hot liquid hit my back as he cried out in his own pleasure. I closed my eyes, finding it far more of a turn on than I'd have imagined possible.
With my mouth freed up, a series of whimpers and moans escaped from me, only spurring my other two men on. I could tell that Kerry was getting close to his own orgasm. His movements had become erratic, and his fingers were digging into the skin of my thighs. Cas was speeding up too, no doubt trying to keep up with the man beneath me.
It was too much. Delicious. Exquisite. Unbelievable. But too much. Pleasure curled up in my belly, longing to be free. I held it back, knowing it would be all the sweeter if I could let it build a little bit more. But I wasn't fooling myself, I knew I wasn't going to be able to keep it at bay for long.
Cas wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me back so I was sat upright, changing how Kerry was filling me.
I tipped my head back and leaned it against Cas's shoulder as the two of them rocked within me. The sweat of our bodies mixed with Levon's come lubricated us as we gyrated against one another. The thought of Levon's seed rubbing against Cas's chest drove me wild.
Opening my eyes to check on my third mate, I was greeted by the sight of him opposite me, his eyes hooded, and his hand on his still hard cock. The virility of the three of them astounded me. It was safe to say I'd never go wanting for their attention.
Kerry shuddered beneath me, his face contorting in pleasure.
It was too much for me. I felt the pleasure unfurling inside me, and knew I was on the edge of losing control completely. No doubt Cas would follow me over the edge too. At least, I hoped he would, to complete our best bout of lovemaking yet.
A scream ripped from my throat as pleasure coursed through my entire body. My mind went blank, unable to focus on anything more than the tingles along my skin and the bone-deep ecstasy taking over me. It didn't even matter to me that my men were there. Nothing but my orgasm could take my attention.
I was dimly aware of Cas roaring his release as I felt Kerry come inside me. It was a wonder women with only one mate survived. There was something so delicious about this that I couldn't imagine missing out.
The pleasure took so much out of me that I wasn't even fully aware of Cas pulling out of me and the others laying me out on the bed. So long as they let me bask in the afterglow of their attention, I was happy.
5
The doorbell woke me the second time that morning.
“Get out,” Cas moaned. “Go away.” He rubbed his face into his pillow and cracked one eye at me as the doorbell chimed again. “What time is it?”
I looked over at the bedside clock. “After nine,” I said with a smile. I stretched, acutely aware of my body. I was sore in several places, and my muscles felt like I’d had a good workout the day before.
Damn, they were good for me.
Cas lifted his blanket. “Come here,” he said. I rolled onto my side and tucked my butt into his crotch in a spoon position. He put his arm around my waist and pulled me closer. “Are you happy?” he asked.
I didn’t answer right away. The right words wouldn’t come to me. I was so far beyond happy, how could I put it into a simple phrase?
“Leola?” he asked, his voice edged with tension.
“Sorry,” I exclaimed. “I don’t know how to answer. I wasn’t unhappy before. I missed my parents, sure. And I wanted to know more about the two mysterious times I’d turned into what I thought was a deer, yes. But unhappy? Not really.”
“And now?”
“I don’t know how to describe it. My life has been completely upended, turned on its ear. I left my not-unhappy life behind, just abandoned it.”
He didn’t respond.
“I’ve gained fulfilment, love, passion, and purpose. I’m so happy I feel like when anyone looks at me, they must see how ecstatic I am.”
His arms tightened around me, and he nuzzled my neck. “Me, too.”
I burst out laughing. “That’s all you’ve got? ‘Me, too?’”
“I’m happy,” he said firmly. “Never been happier.”
We were still chuckling as the bedroom door opened. “You two ever getting up?” Levon said.
“No,” Cas growled into my neck. “We’re having a day in bed.”
“Okay,” Levon said. “But Dylan is back, and he’s itching to get going.”
Oh, crap. I'd forgotten about him. And the woman he loved. How I was able to forget, considering she probably killed my parents, I didn't know. Perhaps it was the hours of dicking I'd experienced the night before.
Cas moaned and rolled over onto his back. "Okay. We're coming."
I hopped up and scurried to the bathroom. I didn't want to miss out on the hunt for the mysterious murdering woman. After a fast shower, I emerged with still-wet hair and went to the kitchen to rustle up some breakfast.
Dylan stood at the stove, spatula in hand. I spied an omelette in the pan. Kerry and Levon sat at the table, and Cas poured himself a cup of coffee.
"Good morning," the leprechaun said. "Omelette?"
"No, thank you. I'm vegan." I opened the fridge to take out one of the muffins I'd made the da
y before for my vegan food blog. Being able to earn a living and feed myself at the same time had always been fun. Even more so now I had the guys’ amazing kitchen to work in. I popped the muffin in the microwave before turning around to see Dylan staring at me.
His eyes twinkled gold. "I'm sorry, lass. I would’ve gladly made something for you. I should’ve thought. A lot of herbivore shifters are vegan. Can’t handle the protein.”
“I’ve always shied away from meat,” I said. “Just couldn’t stomach it.”
“My Mary can’t eat meat,” he said. “Leprechauns don’t have any problems with it, so I cook with it sometimes. She can always tell if I use a beef broth instead of a vegetable broth, for example. Never tastes right to her.” He turned back to his pan, flipping his omelette onto a plate and setting it in front of Cas, who had sat beside Levon at the table. “Here you go, Alpha. Eat up, and let’s go.”
“Why are you making breakfast, if you don’t mind my asking?” I sat down as well, picking at my muffin, stomach a little queasy.
“I cook when I’m nervous,” he said. “Always have.”
“I clean when I’m nervous,” I responded. “I get it.”
“She’s out there,” Dylan said. Cas, Levon, and Kerry watched our exchange as they chewed their breakfasts. “I can feel it. I love her.” He sat down and dug into his own omelette.
“Where will we look?” I asked.
“I assume you brought something with her scent?” Cas asked around a big bite of egg.
Dylan nodded. “Clothes, yeah. I sealed them in a bag.”
“Good,” Kerry said. “Our noses aren’t as good as a wolf’s, but we’ll get the job done. If she’s here, we’ll find her.”
“You’re going to shift?” I asked, surprised. I didn’t know what was so shocking about it, they shifted all the time, it just hadn’t occurred to me.
“You don’t have to,” Kerry said. “Unless you want to.”