Circe's Recruits 4: Hale (15 page)

She stood there, watching his every movement. So, for that matter, did McKinley.

When he stood naked, his cock hard, his hunger obvious, Hale slowly
changed
. In seconds he stood a few inches shorter than McKinley, but still larger than Paige. Even with her new growth, he rose above her.

She licked her lips and stared at his crotch. “I want you to fuck me.” Hale stepped forward, then stopped. McKinley hadn't moved, but his harsh breathing was impossible to miss. He had a hard-on, and he didn't blink as he stared from Paige to Hale.

“I want both of you to fuck me.”

Hale nodded even as McKinley shook his head.

“I don't want to hurt you, Paige,” he said in a thick voice. “God, I want you. But I can't hurt you.”

Hale understood. “Paige, take your clothes off.
Robbie
needs to see what he's missing.”

She didn't hesitate, her gaze centered on McKinley.

“Dammit.” McKinley tried to shove him in anger, but Hale moved too quickly to be touched. The action sparked an interesting reaction. McKinley swore at him and tore off his clothes.

He refused to glance in Paige's direction, though.

Hale couldn't decide who to look at. Paige stood naked, her breasts full, her nipples taut. Her slender belly quivered, and he could smell her desire, her needs pressing his. To his shock, her pussy was now deliciously bare. When she moved, her scent tempted him to lick her until she screamed.

“Fuck.” McKinley stared at her, his cock huge and wet. His massive chest needed a few claw marks to save it from perfection, his muscular thighs as well. Hale had an idea of how to break his mate's stubborn resistance.

No, not mates.

Yes, mine. Both of them, mine
. His beast would not be refused, not now. The scent of lust swirled around them, making the room thick with desire.

“Come here,” Hale growled at Paige. When she didn't move fast enough, he leaped to her side and grabbed her. In front of McKinley, he held the female in his arms, despite her struggles, and latched onto her breast with his mouth.

McKinley murmured something he couldn't hear. Taken with his mate's taste, Hale barely felt her claws as she swiped his sides. He rolled her nipple in his mouth, biting hard and soothing the sting with his tongue. Her claws stopped digging into his skin when he took her other nipple into his mouth. Moaning, she ran her hands up and down his back, sharp nails dragging like pinpricks of lust.

He groaned and ground against her slender belly. The oil on his cock made the slide so damned erotic, he fought not to come. Hale sucked hard around her nipple, loving her taste. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw McKinley sweating. The large male stroked his cock, which looked thick and wet.

Hale quickly turned Paige around, so that he stood at her back as she faced McKinley. Gripping her breasts, he held them in his hands as he buried his face against the crook of her neck. Sucking on her hard enough to leave a mark, he didn't bite, waiting for McKinley to come forward. He couldn't help sliding his cock between her ass cheeks, humping her while he kept his eyes on McKinley.

“No, you'll hurt her,” McKinley growled and took a step forward.

“Please,” Paige moaned and wrapped her hands behind Hale's head, pulling his hair with her strong hands.

The female's tight grip appeased the beast within, needing a strong mate.

McKinley's hesitancy didn't work in his favor. Hale could sense Paige's desire to be taken, to be worshipped. And if McKinley didn't have the balls to do it, he was going to lose out on more than a physical joining.

Not able to wait any longer, Hale pulled Paige with him and threw her on the bed.

He didn't wait for her to accept him. When he would have slammed on top of her, McKinley grabbed him by the neck and threw him into the wall.

Regaining his feet, Hale snarled at McKinley. “You're too weak to take what's mine. Go sit in the corner and watch.” He used his speed to distract McKinley, feinting one way, then attacking from another. He managed a swipe of his claws across McKinley's chest, five long furrows to prove who controlled the situation. McKinley swore at him but didn't counter. Hale noted Paige on her knees on the bed, staring at them in awe. Pleased to put on a show, Hale decided to go in for another strike.

McKinley's eyes gleamed, and Hale could sense the male's fury. Yet he didn't attack, didn't show off his strength. No way to win a female. No way to win Hale's loyalty. Angered that McKinley didn't care enough to try, Hale turned away from him in disgust, more than willing to show Paige he could handle her.

He pushed Paige to her back once more, growling at her to be still. Then he covered her, moving down her body to inhale the sweet scent of her need. He licked at her clit, then sucked the bud into his mouth, drowning in desire. McKinley was all but forgotten.

Paige gripped his head, grinding into his face. Needing her more than his next heartbeat, Hale mounted her, spreading her thighs wide, and poised to thrust deep…only to find himself flat on the floor, dizzy as hell. He blinked through a haze of pain and blood and watched as McKinley bared his teeth, moving closer and closer still.

Paige ached with need. Her body was no longer her own. The tickle she constantly felt beneath her skin seemed to have vanished, yet the flaring heat between her legs demanded to be soothed. She'd been so close, so sure that Hale would satisfy her. And then Robbie interfered. Always the one to reject her, always the one to say no. Her beast didn't want to hear “no” again.

But she couldn't bring herself to move from the bed. Enthralled by this side of Robbie he'd never let her see, she watched as he picked Hale up off the floor and shoved him up against the wall, face-first. Hale appeared dizzy. He bled from several cuts on his torso and face. The sweet smell of copper drifted to her. Paige licked her lips and studied the pair, hungrier than ever for a climax, to see worthy males fighting for her. But as their scents mingled, she understood her prize wouldn't be just one male, but both of them.

But how to determine which one would have her first?

Robbie threatened Hale with bodily harm, but Hale started to revive, pushing against the wall, against the arms shoving him against it. Robbie wrapped a hand around Hale's throat, pinning his face flat, and nudged his ankles apart.

Paige quivered with fresh desire, knowing what he intended. But she didn't want to wait on the sidelines anymore. She needed to be a part of this.

“You don't hurt her. Don't touch what's mine, unless I tell you to,” Robbie growled and shoved a finger between Hale's ass cheeks.

Hale groaned and tried to move. “Fuck you,” he breathed. “You don't want her.

You don't deserve her.”

Robbie swore and angled closer, but he couldn't fuck Hale without releasing his hand from Hale's throat. Paige liked Hale pinned, helpless, and unable to do more than submit. He might top her, but Robbie owned them both. And perhaps her large mate needed a bit of help. She joined him by his side.

“Let me,” she whispered in Robbie's ear, pleased when he tensed. His eyes met hers, bright with desire, with anger. She reveled in his intensity. Grabbing his slick shaft, she stroked him up and down, feeling what belonged to
her.

Watching her, breathing hard, Robbie didn't even try to stop her. He pushed between her hands with that thick girth, rubbing against Hale's lower back.

“No, Robbie. Put it where it belongs.” She gripped him tight and prodded Hale's ass with his cock. Robbie didn't need any encouragement. He pulled Hale's hips up from the wall, an incredible show of strength, especially when Hale tried to escape.

Paige shoved Hale back against the wall, her claws biting into his neck.

“Witch,” he groaned, panting. “Fucking do it already,” he rasped, then cried out when Robbie thrust hard.

Her body coiled with sexual tension as she stood there, watching Robbie fuck Hale with an exciting brutality. So rough, so violent. The more Hale tried to resist, the more excited Robbie grew, until he saturated the room in his scent.

“You're next.” Hale groaned the warning to Paige and nipped at the hand she used to pin him to the wall.

“Promise?” she purred, overjoyed to see Robbie's face infused with lust. For Hale, for her. For his mates.

Robbie stilled finally, his face drawn in agony as he came hard. Hale groaned as well, caught in Paige's grip.

She knew he hadn't found his release, and she couldn't wait to see him come. For that matter, she wanted to watch Robbie too. “Pull out,” she said to him. “I want to see it.”

Withdrawing from Hale, he continued to spurt. And when she put her hand over him to stimulate more, he groaned and shot another load against Hale.

Hale, now free, turned to face them both. Flushed with need, he looked on the verge of passing out. Paige saw her fingerprints around his throat and began purring.

Before she could say anything, Hale left them and returned with a wet towel that smelled of soap. He wrapped it around Robbie's cock, cleaning him, then himself.

“If you're going to keep her, you have to earn it. Take what you want. Like this.” Hale grinned at her, an evil expression that had Paige thinking twice about accepting him, while her beast wanted to roll over in exultant joy. He was on her before she could move, while Robbie held that damned towel in a limp hand, looking dazed.

Hale forced Paige to her knees. “Suck me off, you little beast. All of me, yes.” She couldn't help obeying him. He took control of her beast, and she wanted to taste him, as she hadn't before. Too easily, she recalled their coupling, how incredible he'd been inside of her. His thick cock was just as right, just as hard. But this time, he pushed it into her mouth and down her throat. She gagged just a little but soon accepted him. Her body adjusted to take her mate, and she sucked him hard and fondled his balls, pleased at his groans of pleasure.

“Swallow all of it. Yeah, cream for me, slide those legs together so Robbie can smell your pussy. Give him a show, Paige.” Hale gasped as she gripped his balls tight and grazed his shaft with her teeth. His hands grasped her hair harder, pulling at the strands, and she moaned.

When she heard Robbie come up alongside them, she wanted to come so very badly. “Come down her throat,” Robbie ordered. “Do it. Make her swallow all of it,” he whispered, his voice deep with need.

Hale fucked her mouth, coming on a cry as he shuddered. So much cum. She swallowed as much as she was able before he pulled out and shot the rest of his load all over her chest.
Marking me. Yesss.

Before she could bask in the pleasure of ownership, Robbie flattened her on her back on the cold floor. He shoved her legs wide and thrust hard.

“Do it. Take her,” Hale encouraged and leaned over Robbie.

Paige couldn't see what Hale did to Robbie, but whatever it was had Robbie moaning their names, and he didn't stop taking her. He was so thick, so long, that he bruised her with each push. And she'd never felt so damned good. This roughness demanded more. She scratched him, tried to buck and shake him off. But he only pounded harder, until she couldn't stop the urgency thrumming through her.

With each shove of his dick, his pelvis brushed her clit. Harder and rougher, until she screamed out in sheer ecstasy. Her orgasm pushed her into another state, a blissful entreaty into a sharing so pure, so right, she could lay there in Robbie's arms, accepting his pleasured pain.

On a grunt and a growl he came, filling her with so much cum, it dripped down her legs. He kissed her cheeks, her lips, her eyes. Everywhere.

“Paige, honey, look at me,” he growled.

When she blinked up at him, he didn't smile. He looked worried and more than a little angry. He pulled out and shivered, and more cum landed on her belly.

“Fuck, that's hot,” Hale murmured, his erection thick as he stared down at her.

The sexual tension had eased, but Robbie looked worse than he had before. He stared down at her with puzzlement, but when he turned to Hale, he seemed on the verge of real violence.

“Robbie,” she said his name.

When he glanced down at her again, his gaze softened. Love and remorse stole the pleasure she'd seen all too briefly. He helped her up, then left her for the bathroom.

Hale cleaned her up as best he could using the other side of the orange-scented towel and brought her with him onto the bed. When Robbie came back, he found them both smiling at each other. Still, she could sense his unease. Her beast worried, and she saw Hale's grin fade.

“What's wrong?” Hale asked quietly.

“What's wrong?” Robbie snarled. “We just raped Paige, you asshole.” When he took several steps closer, Paige sat up. To her bemusement, Robbie's gaze latched onto her breasts, which grew swollen under his stare.

“No one raped me, Robbie. If anything, you took advantage of Hale, though I helped,” she tried to tease him.

Robbie blanched. He grabbed his pants and hurriedly put them on. Then he turned to the door, trying to leave.

“McKinley, what's wrong with you?” Hale asked.

“Not McKinley, Robbie,” Paige corrected.

Hale smiled at her, and she saw the beauty of her mate clearly. The startling knowledge didn't bother her. Now she knew why she'd been dreaming of him, her sandy-haired stranger. His eye color settled into an intriguing hazel as she watched, and she warmed at the thought of growing closer to Hale, of learning what he liked and didn't like, and finding a haven in his arms. It would be simple to love this man. Her beast had already fallen hard the first time he'd made love to her.

Now if only Robbie would prove as easy…

“Robbie, man, what's wrong?” Hale asked again.

Robbie flipped out. He raged and threw things, focusing most of his anger on Hale. He punched and shoved Hale, breaking his jaw before Hale could duck.

Thankfully, Hale's jaw realigned itself. Worried, Paige and Hale exchanged a glance.

What the hell?
With each instance of fury, Robbie seemed to sink further into despair.

“Not supposed to happen to you, Paige. Never with you.” Robbie was on the verge of a meltdown. He ranted and raved, and Hale had to protect her from the battered furniture flying around the room. “I didn't want you to see this. Hale, let me the fuck out of here! Do it now!” Robbie's eyes were crazed. He trembled, as if high. “I don't want to hurt you again, Hale. But I will! I'll rip you apart until you bleed.”