Abbey's Protectors [Beckett's Wolf Pack, Triad Mates 4] (Siren Publishing Menage & More) (29 page)

He waited, taking deep, even breaths to keep in control. When he felt Abbey relax beneath him, he pushed inside of her in one continuous thrust until his balls were flush against her body. He could feel her heart racing and knew tension was building as he held so tightly against her. What he felt even more than that made his heart soar. He felt her love for both him and Hunter.

“Love you, baby,” he whispered, pulling out slowly and pushing back inside of her, loving the tight heat that held him.

“Love you, Clay,” she whispered, reaching back to grab for his hand and pull it around her body so she could kiss it. She nuzzled into Hunter’s neck and bit down on the sensitive skin below his ear. “Love you, too, Hunter.”

“Love you, Mate,” Hunter choked out, trying his damnedest not to move until she was ready.

“I’m ready,” she told him, laughing softly. “Move guys.”

Both men gripped her hips with their hands, beginning a brutal pace of thrust and retreat, setting up a rhythm where they moved in tandem. Abbey’s continuous sounds of desire spurred them on. They needed to love her thoroughly and show her exactly how wonderful and fulfilling their life together would be.

The sounds of their lovemaking filled their bedroom, making Abbey blush at the way her body was so primed for her men. She wanted them with her entire heart and soul. She trusted them with all that she was. And she couldn’t deny it—she loved them completely. The beautiful lady was right. It had happened quickly. Despite the quickness of the deep feelings she had for Hunter and Clay, it did not diminish its depth or the rightness of those feelings.

The growls coming from the two men brought her attention back to every push, every retreat, and every touch they had for her. She could feel the pull of Hunter’s cock leaving her body as Clay’s cock pushed home inside of her. The retreat of Clay and the surge of Hunter made her whimper at the delicious feelings. The excitement coiled within her, making her hold herself tightly, clenching both vagina and ass, glad to hear the howls of pleasure that escaped from her men—her mates.

Just as she thought she was going to pass out from the pleasure, both men lunged for her shoulders and bit down over their mating marks, sending Abbey soaring into an explosive release so intense, nothing could keep her anchored to her body. She opened her mouth in a silent scream of pleasure then gave in to the place of nothingness where every fear and every insecurity faded away and was replaced with complete surrender to the beauty of the love and support that the three of them had for each other. Abbey floated among the ripples of emotions that soothed her soul and knew of no more perfect place to be than deep within her men’s hearts.

Abbey sat in front of her open laptop computer in the study that Hunter and Clay had built just for her. She was completely overwhelmed by their thoughtfulness, never expecting any man to ever understand the importance of her job or her deep need to do it well. So many people were depending on her. She couldn’t let them down.

The study door opened and her two incredibly hot men entered, walking over to the desk she was sitting behind, and took their places on either side of her. They knelt down and leaned into her, breathing in her scent as they nuzzled against her shoulders, pulling away her T-shirt so they could bite down lightly their mating marks.

Abbey reached up and ran her fingers through their hair, petting them gently as they rested against her. She knew it made them feel good when she did that, but she’d bet they didn’t realize how it soothed her as well.

“If you keep touching me, none of us are going to get any work done today,” she warned them.

Both men leaned away from her and kissed her cheeks lightly before resting back against the large desk. Abbey reached out and tugged at their uniforms, running her fingers across their badges.

“You look so handsome in your uniforms,” she told them honestly.

“You look beautiful in your T-shirt,” Hunter told her without hesitation.

“Hunter and I talked about it, and we’ve decided we need something of yours to carry with us while we’re at work,” Clay told her very seriously. “It’s like the knights of old who carried their woman’s favor with them into battle.”

Abbey leaned forward in the big leather chair, reaching out to touch both men. Her hands shook as she reached up to run her thumbs across the strong lines of their jaws.

“You’re scaring me,” she whispered.

“Way to go, Clay,” Hunter told him, disgusted. “Baby, it’s just a symbol of taking you with us. We are
not
going into battle.”

“But you could be hurt,” Abbey whispered, her eyes softening with the love she had for both of them as she realized that they could actually be injured as they performed their job. Every police officer goes to their job every day knowing that they would be putting their life on the line. The very thought of either man getting hurt sent chills through her body. Cold fear settled within her heart.

“That’s always a possibility, honey,” Clay agreed, feeling contrite that he had upset her. “I didn’t mean to frighten you. Hunter and I are good at our jobs. We’ll always come home to you safe.”

Abbey looked at him then turned toward Hunter. “You’d better,” she told them finally. “I just found you. I’m not giving you up.”

The immediate grins that came to both men’s faces made her smile. She leaned toward them and kissed each man’s lips chastely before settling back against the high back of the leather chair.

“We feel the exact same way about you, baby,” Hunter told her.

He reached out and took hold of the neck of her light purple T-shirt, morphing his hand into a claw and rending the material in one clean slice. Abbey gasped as Clay did the same to the opposite side of her shirt.

“What the hell are you doing?” she gasped, grabbing for the front of her shirt to keep it from exposing her breasts.

“Taking our favor,” Hunter told her, bringing the piece of material to his nose and breathing her scent in deeply before tucking it into his shirt so that it was close to his heart.

“Thank you, baby,” Clay told her, winking as he did the same with the scrap of material that used to be her shirt.

“You guys are bad!” she told them, laughing despite her attempts at remaining angry.

“Yeah, but you love us,” Hunter told her, smiling broadly.

“Maybe!” she muttered. “Now get to work. I have a ton to do.”

“Don’t work too much, baby,” Clay warned her.

“You know I have to make sure that Tyler Industries is running efficiently, right?”

“Yes, honey,” Clay answered, leaning forward and kissing her lips lightly before standing and walking toward the open door of the study.

Hunter took a kiss before standing and joining Clay. “Do what you need to do to protect your company and the people who work for you. Just make sure you take a break if you’re tired.”

“We’ll be home after our shift,” Clay told her. He turned to face her, suddenly becoming very serious. “It will be nice to be coming home to you, honey.”

Abbey’s heart filled with love at his words. She had no doubt that they were sincere. She could feel his love through their mating bond. She could also feel the deep loneliness and sadness that had been so much a part of both men melting away.

“Told you, Abbey,” Hunter said, clearing his throat, trying to control his emotions. “Clay has the gift of words. I’m not good at saying it, but I feel the same way.”

Abbey stood and walked around the desk to go to her men. She stood before them completely humbled and overwhelmed by the feelings the men had for her.

“Boy, are you guys going to get lucky tonight,” she told them, winking.

* * * *

“Geez, Abbey! Where have you been?” Synthia’s voice admonished her through their Internet connection.

Abbey smiled, leaned forward, and rested her chin in her hand as she propped her arm on the edge of the desk. Her two friends looked more than worried. Their images stared back at her through the video connection, and she could see that their faces were tight with concern.

“I’m fine,” she told them softly. “Actually, I’m better than fine.”

“Where are you?” Synthia demanded.

“Synthia, you don’t have to worry.”

“The hell we don’t,” Shelly snapped, ignoring the shocked expressions of both Abbey and her sister. “Tell us where you are right now. Synthia and I are coming to get you.”

“Shelly, since when are you so feisty?” Abbey teased her.

“Not funny at all, Abbey!” Shelly told her immediately. “Do you know how scared Synthia and I were? When you didn’t call us back, we thought something had happened to you.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to worry either of you,” Abbey apologized, her voice soft as she looked at her two friends and realized how tired both of them looked. She knew it was because of her. “Everything happened so quickly, I didn’t think about calling you back.”

“What is it exactly that happened so quickly, Abbey?” Synthia asked, her voice wary.

“The beautiful woman came to me in my dream again. She told me that there was another wolf pack who were ready to ambush Hunter and Clay, and they were going to die if I didn’t get to them and warn them,” she told her friends softly. “I was so scared. I saw them both lying on the ground, bleeding. They died.”

“Oh, Abbey,” Shelly whispered, reaching out to touch the computer screen. “What happened?”

“I saw that they were at the diner down the street from the motel I was staying in, so I ran there to get them.”

“Were they there?” Synthia asked, leaning closer to the monitor.

“Yes.”

“Was the other pack there, too?” Shelly asked.

“I think so,” Abbey answered. “We heard a commotion in the alley, and the men were going to go and investigate, but I stopped them.”

“How did you manage to do that?” Synthia asked, surprised. “You’ve got some hardcore police officers as mates.”

“I made them chase me,” Abbey told them, blushing slightly.

Both Synthia and Shelly looked at her in stunned silence for all of one second before both of them burst into laughter. Abbey couldn’t help but laugh with them, a little embarrassed at having been reduced to a giggling girl.

“Oh, stop! It’s not that funny,” she told them finally.

Synthia wiped at her eyes before calming and facing Abbey’s image on the computer monitor. “Oh, honey, it is, too. You got two wolves to chase you. That was pretty smart.”

“And what happened when they caught you?” Shelly asked, still laughing as she reached for a tissue and wiped at the tears of laughter that were rolling down her cheeks.

“Well,” Abbey hesitated.

Both women became quiet immediately. “What happened, Abbey,” Synthia prodded.

“Well, first we had a talk,” Abbey answered softly.

“I’ll just bet you did,” Shelly spoke up, grinning.

“Shelly!” Abbey sputtered.

“What?”

“Since when are you so full of mischief?”

“Since our best friend has found herself two hot mates,” Shelly answered quickly.

Abbey smiled and leaned back in the large office chair. “Yeah. I have.”

“So you’ve finally accepted them as your mates, honey?” Synthia asked her gently.

Abbey nodded and pulled her hair aside to expose her neck to her friends. The thin straps of the tank top that she wore did little to cover the mating marks she proudly wore on both of her shoulders.

“Abbey?” Synthia called to her, worried when she saw the two bite marks. “Are you okay?”

“I’m better than okay,” she admitted, grinning shyly as she faced her friends. “Hunter and Clay claimed me as their mate yesterday.”

“Wow.” Shelly’s voice was a mere whisper as she looked at her friend’s shoulders.

“Yeah. Wow. It
was
pretty amazing,” Abbey admitted. “They took me to their pack home. It’s in a place called the Circle Three Ranch. I’m at their home now. It’s absolutely beautiful. It’s just what I’ve always wished I had for a home. It has a large kitchen and an open living room. There are six bedrooms and a study they said they made for me. And you should see the backyard! It’s gorgeous. It has a beautiful flower garden and a pool that has a waterfall.”

“You’re safe there,” Synthia said, not questioning.

“Yes. Their alpha welcomed me into their pack. He seems like a pretty decent guy. He’s massive, Synthia. No one would ever mess with him. His beta is nearly as big as he is. Come to think of it, all of the men here are huge. Do you think it might be a wolf thing?”

Synthia laughed and leaned back in her chair, finally relaxing. “I don’t know, honey, but I bet it probably is.” She couldn’t contain the happiness she felt for her best friend. “I have to say, Abbey, you look absolutely adorable.”

“Adorable?” Abbey asked, not sure if she should be happy or insulted.

“Yes, adorable,” Synthia repeated. “Your happiness is radiating from you. Being a mated woman is definitely good for you.”

“Oh, stop,” Abbey told her, nearly snorting. “I don’t look any different than I did one week ago.”