Abbey's Protectors [Beckett's Wolf Pack, Triad Mates 4] (Siren Publishing Menage & More) (19 page)

She lost her train of thought when a rush of pleasure tore through her at the ministrations of Clay’s mouth on her clit. She dug her nails into Hunter’s shoulders as another orgasm made her body bow up as she gave freedom to her release. She felt Clay’s hands on her hips and struggled to catch her breath as she felt him nuzzling into her hip before he returned to her core and laved at her folds soothingly.

Clay kissed his way up their mate’s gorgeous body, wrapping his arms around her and covering her mouth with his. He couldn’t imagine ever living his life without her. She was more than he and Hunter could have ever hoped for in a mate. She was intelligent, kind, caring, loving, and incredibly sexy.

“Clay,” Abbey whispered, her eyes holding softness for him as she looked up at him.

“I have you, honey,” he told her as he saw the lazy, satisfied expression on her face.

“I’m glad,” Abbey answered, smiling. She turned to look at Hunter and winked. “Do you have me, too?”

“Hell, yeah!” Hunter growled, leaning forward and biting down on her neck lightly. “You’re ours, sweetheart. Never think anything else.”

“I could live with that,” Abbey told them both, smiling softly at them.

“Honey, I need to be inside of you,” Clay told her, near desperation evident in his voice. “I need to know you want that, too.”

Abbey returned her attention to him and opened her arms, pulling him into her embrace and into the cradle of her hips. “I do, Clay,” she whispered.

She felt his hard shaft sliding against her lower lips and moaned as he rocked his hips and created the most blessedly delicious feeling of friction against her clit as he slid between the wetness of her pussy. She spread her legs and sighed as his hard length slid home in one continuous glide. When he tapped the mouth of her womb and held himself still, stars sparked behind her eyes and her muscles clenched in need.

Clay growled as their mate’s wet warmth welcomed him home. He reared his head back and let loose a muffled howl as her tightness surrounded his cock and squeezed down. There was no more perfect fit, no more perfect place to be. Their mate’s welcoming body made everything fall into place, and he knew the rightness of the joining.

Hunter kissed the side of her neck, the emotions of his triad partner filling him with a happiness he had never expected to experience in his life. The life he and Clay had led up to the discovery of this wonderful woman who was made to be theirs had been filled with violence, treachery, and emptiness. Abbey brought hope into his heart.

“Clay. So good,” Abbey moaned, reaching up and gripping his side as he canted his hips and pulled out of her then pushed in deeply and held himself tightly against her again. She turned and reached out to grab Hunter’s hand and pull it toward her chest. “Hunter,” she whispered, not really knowing what she needed to say to him.

“I’m here, sweetheart,” he told her, leaning in and kissing her temple lightly.

He smiled at her, loving the way she unconsciously reached for both him and Clay as they made love. She didn’t understand the connection, but she soon would. It was the way of true mates.

Clay growled as he fought to control his wolf. He couldn’t claim Abbey until he and Hunter were deep inside of her together.

Her body was so sweet, surrounding his cock and pulling him deep with her vaginal muscles. He was determined to give her as much pleasure as he could. He wanted her to know that it would always be that way within their triad. He tipped his hips slightly, loving the gasp of pleasure that escaped from Abbey’s lips. He was sure to keep the same angle as he pulled out and thrust back deep inside of her. He would make it his mission to find and stimulate her G-spot every time they made love. The thought of doing just that over the years for the rest of their lives sent a wave of happiness through him.

Abbey pulled at both men as the tension in her body coiled tightly. She started to pant and arched her back then pushed her hips up to meet each of Clay’s thrusts. Opening her mouth in a silent scream, she shattered with the orgasm that overcame her. Collapsing against the mattress, she was completely spent.

She felt their kisses covering her face, her neck and her lips. She couldn’t distinguish which man kissed her. She just knew that she leaned into each one, accepting the genuine tenderness and caring that they both gave her. She looked forward to the many kisses she would receive in the future that would allow her to tell each man’s touch from the other.

She felt Clay carefully pulling from her body. She whimpered at the loss of him. Reaching up, she held his waist to keep him close.

“No, Clay,” she begged him.

“Oh, honey,” he spoke softly against her temple before leaning back to look down at her. “Hunter will fill you. He needs you, too.”

Abbey released her hold on him, watching as he lay beside her, his hard cock wet and warm against her hip, glistening with the cream from her body. She didn’t understand why he didn’t stay inside of her and reach for his own release. She reached down and took firm hold of his shaft, smiling as he moaned at her touch.

“You didn’t come, Clay,” she whispered, pushing her hand down the length of his erection and pulling up gently. She loved the feel of his hardness and smiled with the knowledge that the wetness on his length was from her. Something about that knowledge filled her with an aching need. She ran her thumb beneath the head of his cock and swiped it over the top to gather the drops of pre-cum that were leaking from the tip.

“Abbey, don’t,” he told her, wrapping his hand around hers and squeezing it gently to stop her stroking. “You don’t understand.”

Hunter moved so that he settled above her, looking down at her with the gentlest expression she had ever seen. “Hunter?” she asked, confused.

“Will you open for me and accept me, Abbey?” he asked her gently.

“Yes, Hunter,” she answered, spreading her legs without hesitation, sighing as Hunter’s hard cock sank into her, not stopping until he was buried as deeply as he could within her. She couldn’t prevent the moan that escaped her as his thickness filled her, and she made a mental note to take the time to explore both men’s bodies completely. She wanted to worship every inch of them and drive them crazy with need—just as they were doing to her.

Hunter began moving, slowly at first. He picked up speed and intensity as he lost himself in the feminine softness of her body. The welcoming heat of their mate sent need spiraling through him. He knew such complete happiness as he was joined with her and knew that this woman—this amazing woman—was meant to share a future with them.

Abbey saw the emotions running across Hunter’s face and melted with the need and longing that she saw there. Both men called to her heart, and she knew without a doubt that she would be the center of their world just as they would be the center of hers.

Hunter’s plunges became deeper, his angle more focused. Abbey felt her heart racing. Her pussy wept with the dew of arousal for each man, and her clit was throbbing with increased need. It wouldn’t take much for her to fly apart again. These men had made sure that she repeatedly found her release without concern for their own. She didn’t understand why, but she felt that they would always put her needs and her happiness first.

Hunter’s large fingers reached between them and pushed on her button with just the right amount of firmness, sending her over the edge and into orgasm. He held his hips against her core feeling the throbbing of her clit and contractions of her internal muscles, growling as he fought to control his desire to follow her with his own release. He leaned forward and laid his cheek against her chest, holding her tightly as she came apart in his arms. The racing of her heart made him smile. He was going to look forward to a lifetime of making her heart race.

Pulling out of her gently, he kissed her lips lightly as she tried to hold him against her. She was strong but no match for his shifter strength. She was a worthy mate, a beautiful woman inside and out, and she was going to be an amazing mother. He looked across her to wink at Clay, seeing his triad partner smiling at him, complete satisfaction pushing through their mating bond. It made Hunter more content. The bond was new, and it was decidedly weak at this point, but it was there.

“I don’t understand why neither of you wanted to come inside of me.”

Abbey’s soft words pulled their attention toward her. They could sense her confusion, but even more than that, they could sense her hurt. The mating bond that they were beginning to share made them both know that she was feeling that something was lacking in her. She was sure that it was because of her that they were denying the completion of the joining. That was not acceptable.

Both men wrapped their arms around their intended mate and nuzzled against her neck. Abbey lay stiff between them. It broke their hearts to realize how she was closing in on herself.

“Abbey. Please listen to what we need to tell you, honey,” Clay told her softly as he leaned back to rest against the pillow beside her. “There are things you need to be told. We need you to be fully aware of what it means for us to claim you. We need you to enter into this triad of your own free will. We want you to choose us.”

“I thought I already had,” Abbey told them in frustration. “I guess both of you have decided not to choose me.”

She tried to get up, her heart breaking as she realized that they didn’t want her.

How could I have been so stupid to believe all these dreams? I should have known better.

Before she could move away, the men’s arms surrounded her and pulled her back down between them. She tried to look away. She couldn’t handle it if they saw what she was feeling if she looked them in the eye. It was all she could do to keep her tears at bay.

“Mate,” Clay called to her, his voice strong.

“Obviously I’m not your mate,” Abbey snapped. “Neither one of you wants me enough to want to…”

Her voice trailed off, too devastated to even say the words. She resisted when both men tried to get her to look at them. She pushed their hands away from her face and made an attempt to get out of bed again, but she found herself flat on her back with both men leaning against her sides and successfully keeping her securely between them.

“I want you to let me up,” Abbey told them calmly, conflicting emotions building within her.

“We’ll release you once you’ve heard what we have to say, honey,” Clay told her calmly. “Don’t jump to any conclusions about why Hunter and I stopped short of filling you with our seed.”

Abbey stilled immediately. She crossed her arms across her chest and stared up at the ceiling. “Yeah, go ahead and try to explain that to me,” she muttered, glad that anger was replacing her hurt. She no longer had the inclination to cry. No one was going to make her cry again.

“When a triad mating occurs, the two men must make love to their woman at the same time, sweetheart,” Hunter told her softly.

Abbey’s eyebrows rose in surprise then narrowed in disbelief. “Are you making that up?” she asked him warily.

“No, honey,” Clay told her, reaching out and running his hand down her body, caressing her breasts lightly before sliding down to cup her mound and slide his middle finger deep inside of her. He growled at the heat and wetness that welcomed him. “We need to be inside of you here, at the same time.”

“That’s not possible,” Abbey protested, unable to prevent her hips from lifting into Clay’s touch.

“Oh, sweetheart, it’s not only possible, it’s something that we’ll repeat many times during our lifetime together,” Hunter told her. “When we come inside of you together, our combined seed will cause changes to occur in your body. It’s the way you’ll be able to accept and adapt to our DNA so we can have our children with you. This change in your DNA will also extend your life to equal ours. Shifters live a long time. You’ll also be able to heal much faster than is normal for a human.”

“Will I still be human?” Abbey asked, her voice calm.

“Yes, honey,” Clay told her, smiling at the way she was accepting what they were telling her. “You’ll remain human. Our children will be both human and shifter. The shifter gene is dominant so they’ll be able to shift when they reach puberty.”

Abbey’s blue eyes widened at the mention of their future children. It was becoming more real to her as the men spoke. They spoke with certainty that their lives would include children, and their comfort level with that future gave her hope that they would indeed want and welcome any children that they might create together—with her. They wanted a life with her, Abbey, not Abigail Tyler. It was a heady realization that they wanted her for the woman that she was, not the company or money that she represented.

“We’re going to fill you together, honey. When we come, a mating knot will form, keeping us inside of you so that our seed will find a home within your womb and our cubs will be conceived,” Clay explained. “You don’t have to worry about the mating. We’ll make sure your body is ready for us. We would never hurt you, Abbey. And we’ll take care of you afterwards.”

Abbey watched both men silently, trying to judge their sincerity. She found no hesitation in their words and no deceit in their eyes. She searched her memory and remembered something the beautiful lady had told her about both men being the biological fathers to her children. What the men were telling her seemed to be affirming the beautiful lady’s words and explaining them.