The Bridal Hunt (Brides of the Hunt Book 1)

by Jeanette Lynn

  A rough throat clearing had us all pausing to look up, the euphoric sexual fog I’d been swept up in floating away on the breeze.

  Embarrassed, I blanched and slunk down, just now remembering that someone had been at the door. I shrank down even more, wishing for a hole in the ground, when I realized Veck had let Tarnk inside. Oh my god.

  Tarnk, who was standing quietly next to Veck, was staring at us intently, watching everything curiously. I wasn't a fan of all the attention, or the interested looks he was shooting my way. Oh, hell no! Three men is more than enough for this lady!

  "Candy's gone," Tarnk told Kirch and Bia.

  Nope. Nope. Whole lotta nope.

  "You ain’t shackin' up here, buddy, so you can just forget it," I blurted, making sure I threw it out there.

  My mates all snarled a little, simultaneously, glaring at the bewildered Lo denaii accusingly.

  Tarnk blinked at me, then glanced around at my mates. His hands shot up in a gesture of surrender and he shook his head.

  Grunting, his short, shaggy mane flopped about his head as his eyebrows pulled down. "Tarnk just wants Candy."

  "So then why are you here?" I asked testily. "Go find her."

  Veck immediately laughed at my snippy attitude, slapping Tarnk on the back. Kirch and Bia chuckled too, but I failed to see how any of this was funny.

  "Tarnk needs Lo denaii to hunt for Candy," Veck explained, his lips tipping up when I scowled harder.

  "Kirch stays with me," I insisted, gripping his hand underneath the furs.

  He’s mine. He may be a stupid, white baboon at times, and annoying to boot, but he was my stupid, ridiculously annoying white baboon, damn it!

  Kirch beamed, a happy purr starting up from deep in his chest as he leaned towards me.

  Still worried, I gave Tarnk the evil eye, hoping he got the message that Kirch wasn't going on some wild goose chase for his runaway, flighty mate. Like I’d said when she showed up, she's his problem now, let him deal with it.

  They have a ton more hairy white beasts just lying around, why don’t one of them go help him?

  "Why did she run off anyway?" I asked Tarnk.

  Something was kinda funny about all this, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. Didn’t she want to be here? Or so she’d said. So, why take off?

  "Tarnk try to claim Candy, Candy scream and run." His face fell and he sighed heavily, looking down towards his feet, examining the floor.

  "You guys really need to work on your people skills," I muttered under my breath.

  Don’t know how I’d react to him trying to pork me right off either, probably not well.

  "Meanie help Tarnk?" he asked hopefully, peering up at me from beneath a thick fringe of black lashes.

  "Wha...?" I sputtered, taken off guard.

  "With Tarnk's skills," he added, his eyes lighting up like a puppy’s as he lifted his head.

  Kirch, Bia, and Veck's warning growls were enough to let Tarnk know the answer to that question.

  ✽✽✽

  Veck ended up volunteering to help hunt down the elusive Candy, leaving me alone with Kirch and Bia.

  Hmmm. Oh, the things you can think, I thought, staring after Bia as he locked the door.

  Kirch sidled up next to me as Bia rounded the bed, a naughty thought popping into my oversexed brain.

  "I have an idea." Gaze whipping between the two, I grinned, my body tingling in anticipation of what was to come.

  Kirch’s heavy brow furrowed and he scowled down at me, his yellow eyes cautious as he eyed me warily. Bia, already having had a taste of fun in the bedroom, looked excited, his blue eyes gleaming hotly as they met mine.

  "Like yesterday?" Bia asked, grinning.

  "Yesterday?" Kirch harrumphed and grunted, a note of jealousy in his voice as he glanced between us. "What Meanie do yesterday?"

  Smiling secretively, I turned around, giving Bia my back, and bent over, leaning in, my fingers slowly creeping up Kirch’s corded thighs to glide through the thick mat of hair covering every inch of them.

  Kirch groaned and purred, his muscles twitching beneath my touch as I kneaded the hard flesh. At the juncture of his thighs I let out a husky purr of my own, running my index finger along Kirch's furry, protective foreskin before slipping it back. Admiring his impressive manhood as it popped free, I kissed the tip, a quick peck, before running my tongue along the seam to suckle the head. Kirch jerked and gasped, growling my name, imploring me to take more.

  Bia came up behind me, his hands slipping down my rump to my sex, where he ran his fingers through my slit. "Are you ready for me, my sweet?" he purred, thrusting two fingers deep.

  I moaned around Kirch’s shaft, taking more of him into my mouth as I shot forward. Loosening my jaw, I tried to relax my throat, prepared to take him as deep as possible, intent on pleasuring them both. Kirch made strangled noises in the back of his throat, pre-cum oozing from the tip of his erection as I pulled back enough to lick it off.

  "Oh... Meanie..." Kirch moaned as I sealed my lips over him and sucked harder.

  Bia’s hands moved away, taking his warmth with him, but then I felt his shaft, hot and hard, against my sex, before he thrust in forcefully. My body eagerly accepted his offering, gripping him tight as I clenched reflexively.

  Working his cock in and out of me like a jackhammer as he let out a husky growl, Bia gripped my hips, his fingers digging in as he pulled back, pulling out almost all the way to the tip, to slam back in. Our bodies slapped loudly against each other, wetly, and I braced myself for his onslaught.

  Kirch started mumbling loudly in his language, cupping my head to his groin. Fingers tangling in my long hair, he bucked and trembled beneath me.

  I knew he was getting close so I stopped, letting him slide out of my mouth with a wet pop.

  Kirch's eyes popped open and he chuffed, glaring at me. "Meanie!"

  "Kirch," I responded sweetly, then ran my tongue down his length, towards his sac, sucking one side and then the other into my mouth gently.

  "Ack!" Kirch barked as I sucked again, then released his testicles slowly, letting my tongue venture down lower, running right under his sac.

  Barking out in shock, he gripped my hair and tugged, trying to pull me back up to where he wanted me most. "Bad Meanie!" he scolded, giving me a piercing look when I just laughed at him.

  "What do you want, Kirch? Tell me," I taunted.

  Bia must have been feeling a little left out because he reached around and pinched my clit, setting off fireworks throughout my body.

  "Oh, yes, grip me, Mina." Bia moaned, pumping into me steadily, hitting just the right spot.

  Legs trembling, I clenched my inner muscles around his cock tight, whimpering as he drew my hips up to ram my sweet spot again and again.

  "You’re squeezing me so fucking hard," he panted out, pulling back as he gripped my ass. Sliding his knees beneath mine to support me, he slammed back in.

  Kirch rolled to his knees and placed his cock at my lips, taking himself in hand as he clasped my hair, his fingers sifting through the strands, and tugged.

  "Meanie." Swollen cock glistening, Kirch growled as he pressed himself gently against my lips.

  Laving him with my tongue, my lips parted and I swallowed him whole, taking him down as far as I could without choking. He was too big to take all of him but, considering his girth and length, I did the best I could. He didn't seem to mind, at all.

  Kirch's legs wobbled a little as I sucked him in time to Bia's frantic thrusts, our joint pace growing erratic as we soon lost rhythm, but that didn’t slow any of us down. Moaning in the back of my throat, the sound hummed along the length of Kirch’s cock as I happily sucked him off.

  Kirch tried to pull away just when he started to cum, but I pushed his hands away and gripped the base of his shaft. Mine, all mine, I thought fiercely.

  Keeping him firmly in place as he flew over the edge, I sucked and licked him like a lollipop, intent on swallowing every last dr
op.

  Once he’d finished, I released Kirch's softening member and nudged Bia to shift a little more to the side.

  Kirch laid out and panting heavily beside us, I put my head down on the bed, gripping the sheets as Bia proceeded to plow my depths.

  “Mina.” Bia groaned, growling when I clenched tight around him and laughed.

  A hand reached over me and slapped my ass hard, the sound echoing throughout the room as my flesh stung. I moaned and felt my walls spasm as they gripped Bia tighter.

  "Ohhh. Slap her again," Bia gasped out, rubbing my bottom where Kirch had landed the first blow.

  "Don't you dare," I warned, my eyes popping open wide to glare at Kirch.

  Kirch grinned, having rolled close enough to face me, and slapped the other cheek, a fresh wave of wetness washing over me. Bia shouted out my name and started slamming home with short but fervent, punishing thrusts.

  So close, I thought, and then I felt Kirch's hand snake under my belly, reaching down to massage my clit, and that was it.

  "Now!" I cried out as I came, grinding myself onto Kirch's hand as he helped send me over. Bia stiffened above me and rammed home as hard as he could, one last time, staying just like that, grinding his hips into my ass as he too came.

  ✽✽✽

  I laid there in a happy, exhausted puddle of goo, a goofy grin on my face as Bia finished and slumped against me.

  Kirch, snorting, pushed his cousin off and tugged me towards him, pulling me over his body.

  "Meanie ride Kirch." My mate purred as he hoisted me up and, without further ado, impaled me on his cock.

  “Kirch.” I cried out at the fullness, and he purred again happily. Gripping my hips, he rocked us back and forth to help me along. "Oh... I don't know if I can." I whimpered, biting my lip, bracing my hands on his chest, gripping the fur.

  "Yes, Meanie." Kirch moaned, his breath catching on a gasp as I slammed myself back down on him.

  My body throbbed with renewed arousal and I gripped the fur on his chest tighter, almost to the point of pain, riding him hard. He growled out in carnal delight, his cock twitching deep inside me as his hips thrust up.

  There was movement off to my side and I felt Bia come up behind me. Purring against my side, he kissed my back. Nipping at the skin of my shoulder, he pushed on my spine gently, letting me know he wanted me to lean forward.

  Kirch paused and growled at Bia warningly, disliking the intrusion, but I shut him up with a thorough kiss. Soon I felt Bia's greased up fingers as he teased them around the tight ring of my anus, readying me with one finger and then two.

  The head of Bia's cock slowly pressed up against my back entrance and I took a deep breath, pushing out as he patiently and oh so carefully eased in past that tight ring. When he’d bottomed out, our skin flush as his hips pressed into my backside, I moaned into Kirch's mouth.

  Kirch, who'd been preoccupied up until this point, realized what Bia was doing and no doubt felt him entering me from behind, as well as the pressure of double penetration from within. "Meanie?" he asked cautiously, tensing up.

  "It's okay," I assured him, caressing his face. "I like it."

  "Even tighter than yesterday." Bia panted when he pulled out and pressed back in, groaning when he’d gone all the way to the hilt, both of their cocks filling me to the brim.

  Kirch shifted, testing the new position out, grunting when my sex squeezed him in answer. Wiggling on top of him at the exquisitely tight fit, I moaned. Kirch did it again, shifting experimentally, as if trying to decide if this was something he could or would do. My sex gripped him again and he purred on a growl, offering me a short, shallow thrust.

  "Now you move," I gasped out, hoping to hurry things along a bit.

  Without needing further prompting, Bia pulled out a little and pushed back in, Kirch following along right after. We all groaned aloud, enjoying our little threesome. Purrfect, I thought, as they both proceeded to purr their chest rumbling purrs. The fit was so deliciously tight, so good.

  Palming a breast, Kirch’s fingers closed around the tip and he pinched my nipple, tugging a little after every thrust. I shivered, thrusting my chest out, pressing into his hot, heavy palms as he switched from one tender breast to the other.

  The small, sharp bite of pain mixed with pleasure as he leaned forward to suckle a generous mound with his pointed teeth, worrying the tightened bud until I thought I might scream. I was lost.

  It was too much for me, my body on overload as everything built up, our bodies slapping together wildly as Kirch and Bia lost their rhythm, both of them mindlessly thrusting as I held on tight.

  I screamed, loud and long, the sound ending on a keening cry as my body clamped down tight on the both of them, gripping their cocks like a vice. Bia went over second, a wordless shout as his mouth opened wide and his eyes squeezed shut tight. Head thrown back in ecstasy, he emptied himself inside of me. Kirch went over next, snarling against my neck as he gripped my hips tight, hard enough to bruise, his fingers slipping, digging into the tops of my ass cheeks as he thrust up into me.

  When everyone finished and the rush of the moment left, I felt myself waning, slumping slightly. Oh, was it worth it, though.

  My limbs turned to jelly as the intense sexual heat we'd built up to left me, my body a sated, happy lump of beast-mate as I followed Kirch down, plopping back on the bed with him.

  "Wow," I mumbled tiredly, lolling about from my perch on Kirch's chest, my cheek smooshed against one of his impressive pecs. "Let's do that again."

  Bia just chuckled from his slumped stupor against my back, while Kirch grew really quiet.

  Worried, I peeked up at him to see him staring down at me thoughtfully.

  “What?” From the look on his face, it was a big old something.

  "Kirch do that, too?" he asked, jerking his chin at Bia.

  "Uhm, what? I mean, are you kidding me? You'd break me in half!" Blanching visibly, I gaped at him.

  "Bia did it." The big lout pouted a little, turning to glare at his cousin.

  Bia just laughed and kissed my spine, then got up to go clean off.

  "Bia doesn't have a penis as thick as my wrist," I blurted.

  Kirch grinned suddenly and pulled me in for a kiss, his fingers brushing my cheeks tenderly. "Meanie loves Kirch's cock. Only baby runt cocks for Meanie's other hole," he called loudly against my lips.

  "I don't have a baby penis, you dick!" Bia snapped.

  Shaking my head, I pulled back and snorted, guffawing when Bia smacked Kirch in the face with a wet cloth.

  "Please, just go with it." I looked to Bia pleadingly. "If you let him tease you about it then he won't be trying to talk me into letting him tear me in two from my exit only."

  Bia sighed disgustedly and pulled me off Kirch, handing me a clean cloth and helping me clean off.

  When I was all done he tugged me down with him, so we were facing each other, and nuzzled the side of my face.

  "Oh, the things I do for you," he said heavily, feigning exasperation.

  "Yeah, a real hardship." My eyes rolled, lips twitching, and I snorted. "I do things for you, too," I reminded him primly. "Who do you think taught you how to cuss properly, huh? I've heard your foul mouth lately, mister.” My finger shook in his face and he pulled the tip to his lips for a nibble and a kiss. “Don't think I didn't notice. You have my patience and understanding to thank for that. Oh, and your much improved sarcasm, too. Can't learn that kind of shit from a book."

  Bia laughed, patting my ass just to mess with me, and gave my sides a good squeeze. I sniffed at him haughtily, but he leaned in to rub his nose with mine and I gave up the joke and smiled.

  "Yes." Kirch smirked, still on his own wave length as he wrapped himself around me, pressing himself tightly to my back. "Baby runt Bia has little penis. Has to play nice or Meanie won't let him-"

  My hand shot to his mouth. "Don't even finish that sentence or all you'll be doing is watching next time," I warned.

 
; Kirch just purred and licked my hand, smiling against my palm when I tried to keep a straight face, ruining it when I snorted a laugh.

  Eyes half-lidded, filled with renewed lust, he licked my palm again, slowly, his tongue rasping across it roughly, purring loud enough to vibrate my entire back when I shivered in delight.

  Oh my.

  ✽✽✽

  Kirch and Bia got frisky with me again, but we had to cut it short since we were all already late for our duties this morning.

  Frankly, I needed the reprieve. My body was not exactly made to be the constant play thing of three sexy beasts.

  Normally I’d have gotten an earful, reporting in for chores so late, but everyone cut me a break when they saw the love bites strewn about all over my neck, a well fucked look about me. The ladies decided to go with teasing me, instead. A few bawdy taunts and one permanent pink-cheeked tint later, here I was, four hours later, weaving yet another basket, picking up where I'd left off the last time I’d worked on one.

  "I'll be right back," Daisy, the tiny blonde I'd met briefly before called out. "It's that time of the month." With a grimace and a put upon sigh we all understood too well, she headed off.

  Glancing up at her as she toddled off, I froze at her statement. Time of the... My mind raced. Period. A period... Shouldn't I have had another one by now?

  My eyes widened and I bit my lip. Slowly realizing I hadn't had my menses this month, and what the lack thereof could possibly mean as it sunk in, I started to feel a little lightheaded.

  Shit. Trying to think as my head spun, I counted back in my mind. Sure enough, I'd missed one.

  Ears ringing, heart beating ninety to nothing in my chest, I started to have a mini panic attack. Pregnant... I could be pregnant. “Oh. Oh my god...” I don't know anything about babies!

  If you didn't want any, Mina, then maybe you shouldn’t have been having marathon sex with your mate, hmm. Erm, now... mates? Where did you think babies came from, missy! I chastised my idiotic self. A hairy cabbage patch?!