He ran his lips over her right shoulder, licking her skin and reveling in her sweet taste. When he grazed his teeth across her flesh she shivered and softly moaned.
“Submit, mate,” he softly said.
“You really don’t care that I’m a coyote and not a wolf?” she tentatively asked.
“I don’t give a flying fuck if you’re a naked pink iguana.” He nipped the back of her neck. “Do you submit, mate?”
She rested her head against Jim’s chest, her eyes closed. “Yes,” she whispered. “Please.”
Micah closed his eyes and bit down, hard. He wrapped his arms around her waist as she cried out, but she pressed herself against his body, making it hard for him to control his willful cock. She shivered as he licked at the wound now marking her as theirs, soothing her, wanting her.
When he turned her to face him again, he couldn’t help but notice Jim’s cock was as hard as his own, Jim’s eyes dark and smoky with passion.
Well, Jim and I can fuck each other’s brains out, if nothing else.
She grabbed Micah’s head and kissed him. As her passion grew, it was obvious the need to rest and sleep suddenly took a backseat for her desire for her mates to fuck her brains out. Passion rolled over her in nearly visible waves. “Please,” she softly begged them. “Please take me.”
He swallowed hard. His first instinct was to fuck her right then and there. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
She ground against him. The delicious friction of her slippery skin nearly unmanned his resolve. “You two won’t hurt me.”
“The baby,” Jim said, tuned in to Micah’s thoughts.
“You won’t hurt her. Please?”
Micah shared a look with Jim. Jim nodded.
Micah reached over and shut the water off. Then he grabbed a towel and the two of them slowly dried her off. With Jim standing behind her, Micah knelt in front of her and parted her labia with his thumbs, exposing her clit.
Gently, he flicked his tongue over it. She softly cried out in an unmistakable sound of pleasure and need.
Like that, he used his tongue, running it up and down her nub, until her body trembled and she let out a cry of pleasure. Her juices flowed over his lips as he didn’t stop, Jim’s arms supporting her as he kept her coming until she finally begged him to stop.
“Let’s take her into the bedroom,” Micah said.
Jim didn’t need him to suggest it twice. He scooped her up and carried her into the bedroom, carefully laying her on their bed. Jim crawled between her legs and buried his tongue there as Micah stretched out next to her and kissed her. They would claim their mate, but before they did, they would make sure she was well and truly sated and ready for them. He refused to do anything to possibly risk hurting her.
She tasted sweet, her tongue eagerly meeting his as he explored her mouth. It didn’t take Jim long to make her come again, Micah’s cock throbbing with need as he swallowed her cries.
Without needing to speak, Jim moved from between her legs and stretched out on her other side. Micah looked at him, and when their eyes met, he felt a surge of love like never before pass between them. Yes, she completed them. Micah kissed him, moaning at the taste of her juices on his lips.
He sat up and positioned himself between her legs as Jim started kissing her. With his voice a low growl, Micah said, “If it even feels slightly uncomfortable, stop me.”
She nodded, but didn’t stop kissing Jim.
Practically shaking with desire for her, he carefully lined up his cock with her pussy lips and forced himself to go slow. She felt deliciously tight, her wet pussy eagerly swallowing his cock as he sank all the way inside her. After giving her a moment to adjust to the feeling, he started moving.
“Oh, fuck,” he whispered. “You’re so tight, baby!”
She pulled her mouth from Jim’s just long enough to gasp, “You can go faster than that!”
Both men laughed. Micah, however, didn’t want to risk it. He kept up a slow pace that had his balls aching and nearly painful, but he refused to rush and risk hurting her. Only when he knew he couldn’t hold back any longer did he take several short, fast strokes inside her, letting out a loud groan as he held himself off her body while his cum unloaded into her.
Shaky, he waited a minute to catch his breath before carefully withdrawing. He kissed the swell of her belly. “Are you okay?”
Jim let her talk again. “Yes!” She looked up at Jim. “You next. Please!”
Micah cradled her against him as Jim changed position. Micah reached between her legs and stroked her clit with his finger. She moaned, wiggling her hips against Jim to urge him on as his cock disappeared inside her.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” Micah whispered. He looked down into her eyes. “It won’t bother you seeing us fucking each other, will it?”
She grinned. “I like man-on-man action.”
Jim laughed. “I do believe the Goddess has blessed us with the perfect woman, Micah.”
Micah smiled. “Yes, I think you’re right.” He kissed her as his hand picked up speed. She moaned again, her arm snaking around his neck, her fingers clutching a handful of his hair.
Jim was a little braver than Micah and fucked her harder, drawing moans of pleasure out of her. Between Jim’s cock inside her and Micah’s fingers on her clit, she quickly came again.
“Yes!” Jim gasped as his body went still and rigid.
Micah knew that sign well. Jim had just added his own load to her already full pussy.
Jim closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “Jesus, I can’t believe how good that felt.”
Micah stroked her cheek and made her look him in the eye. “You’re ours forever. Got it?”
Wide-eyed, she nodded.
He smiled. “Be prepared for a life of being spoiled rotten, baby.”
Jim carefully withdrew and crawled up the bed to lie beside her, an arm carefully draped over her hips. “Yeah,” he echoed as he kissed her shoulder. “We have mad spoiling skills and we’re not afraid to use them on you, sweetheart.”
“I love you two. I can’t believe all this has happened, but I love you two so much.”
Micah’s heart felt lighter than he could ever remember. “We love you, too, sweetheart. Our mate. Forever.”
* * * *
After she fell asleep, Mai dreamed. It wasn’t the first time she’d had this dream. Unfortunately, knowing it was a dream didn’t change anything. Her baby, a little girl she knew from the dreams, was being born. And while everyone else around her was happy, she was screaming. Not from the pain of delivery, but because there was something terribly wrong with her baby and no one else could see it. No one stood by her side to comfort her. Only the medical staff surrounded her, giving her commands.
As all the other times before, she ripped herself from sleep just after the baby emerged and the doctor started to hold it up for her to see.
Gasping for breath, she waited until her pulse slowed. The men still slept on either side of her, undisturbed by her nightmare.
The baby chose that moment to kick again. Mai rested her palm on her stomach. Please, Goddess, protect my baby. Let her be born healthy and strong.
Chapter Twelve
The next morning, Elain, Lina, and Carla were already up and cooking breakfast when Mai emerged from the bedroom. Micah and Jim protectively hovered close behind her. She’d donned a T-shirt under the bathrobe. She felt a little self-conscious at first, considering how her cover had been blown, and what had happened immediately after, but everyone warmly welcomed her.
Jim and Micah made her sit and insisted on fixing a plate of food for her.
Lina laughed. “Guys, I’ve got news for you. I know she’s your mate, and that you don’t want to let her out of your sight, but Elain, Mom, and I are taking her shopping after breakfast.”
Micah frowned. “We’ll go with you.”
Lina pointed the spatula in her hand at him. “No, you won’t. Don’t give me wolf ’tude, buddy. I’m
used to dealing with dragons, need I remind you. The girl needs some downtime and some girl time and some clothes. You can have her back tonight.”
“I wouldn’t argue with her, Micah,” Jan said as he walked into the kitchen. He gave Lina a peck on the cheek before going to pour himself a cup of coffee. “She’s feisty. Especially since she’s hormonal.”
Mai didn’t want to argue either, but the truth of the matter still stood. “I don’t have any money,” she softly said. “I don’t even have my driver’s license or anything anymore.” She didn’t want to break down crying. Not now, not in front of everyone.
“I’ll give you my credit card,” Micah said.
Elain shook her head. “Your money’s no good, boys. We want to do this for her.” She walked over and hugged Mai from behind. “Our treat. No ifs, ands, or buts. Ain will get with our attorney today and find out what to do about getting you a new ID. She’s a shifter, too, so no worries there. You’re family now.”
That finished Mai off. She squeezed Elain’s arm as her tears freely flowed. “Thank you. I don’t know how to thank you all for saving me. I wish I could just tell Paul Abernathy to go fuck himself.”
The kitchen went silent. Mai sensed she’d said something incredibly wrong. “What’s the matter?”
“You’re talking the Abernathy Clan?” Micah asked.
“Yeah.”
Lina chimed in. “As in his grandfather is Rodolfo Abernathy?”
“Great-grandfather,” Mai said.
Lina squeezed her eyes shut. “Shit.”
“What,” Micah snarked. “You didn’t see that?”
“Bite me, wolf boy,” Lina shot back. She squeezed Mai’s hand. “The great-grandson of Rodolfo Abernathy is your baby’s biological father?”
Mai nodded. “Why?”
Elain sighed. “It’s a long story. Let it suffice to say we’re already on Abernathy’s shit list.”
“I’m sorry,” Mai nervously said.
“No, don’t worry about it,” Elain reassured her. “Seriously.” She smiled at her. “Lina’s going to fry the creep’s balls as soon as she can anyway.”
“What?” Ain asked with a frown.
Elain smiled and blew him a kiss. “I’ll fill you in later.”
His face darkened, but he didn’t challenge her.
* * * *
They plied Mai with breakfast until she thought she’d pop. Then, after she grabbed a shower, alone, and dressed in some of Lina’s clothes, which were about a size too big for her, the women piled into Elain’s car and headed out with Lina sitting in front next to Elain and Carla in back with Mai.
“Where are we going?” Mai asked. Jim had given her his cell phone until they could get her one of her own, which Micah said they would do that afternoon.
“To Port Charlotte,” Elain said. “It’s a little bit of a hike, but they have a mall there.”
Lina smiled. “I have credit cards, and I’m not afraid to use them.”
“Amen, sistah!” Elain said with a laugh. They bumped fists.
They all laughed. During the drive, Mai realized how at ease she felt with the women, and it made her miss her own mom even more. As they pulled into a parking space at the mall, Mai spoke up. “I just want to say again how much I appreciate this. This is the first time in a couple of years I haven’t felt alone or worried what would happen next.”
Carla hugged her. “It’s all right. We’re all here for you.”
Lina giggled. “Yeah, and since my incendiary skills aren’t as random as they once were, I’ll have your back, sister.”
Mai wasn’t sure what that meant, exactly. Still, she appreciated the sentiment nonetheless.
* * * *
Micah anxiously watched Elain’s car drive away. Ain walked up behind him and put a hand on his shoulder. “They’ll be okay. Trust me, buddy. You don’t want to get in their way.”
“What if that guy shows up looking for Elain? Or if Paul Abernathy comes after Mai? We’re already on the Abernathys’ shit list as it is.”
Brodey snorted. “Dude, seriously? Lina’s with them.”
Zack outright laughed. “She’s hormonal and in a mood to shop. I pity the fool who tries to mess with her right now. He’ll be picking his flash-frozen balls up from the floor.”
“Yeah,” Rick agreed. “Unless she roasts him in his shoes. All we need now is Callie, and those women would be an unstoppable force to be reckoned with.”
“Besides,” Ain said, “we have other business to attend to. Mai gave me her information so we can work on getting her replacement identification. Liam, you and Jim and I need to run over to the attorney’s office and see what we can do. She can fit us in this morning. Maybe she’s got some contacts and can get us fake IDs for Mai and Liam with different names so they can’t be tracked through the system. That guy’s family is connected. It wouldn’t take a PI long to track Mai with legitimate ID.”
“Well,” Brodey said to Micah, “it seems this is why the Goddess put you and Jim together.”
“That’s what I was thinking. Still, it doesn’t make sense. Jim is my mate. Why did I pick her, too? Have you ever heard of anything like this ever happening before?”
Cail shrugged. “No. But are you really going to question it?”
“No,” Micah and Jim said together. Then they smiled at each other.
“One little problem,” Ain said. “You can’t take her back up to Maine. Not while that guy is after her. I’m going to need to call Jocko and talk to him about all of this. See how we should handle it. He’s probably going to be upset with me for the way Elain dashed in and out.”
“Simple,” Micah said. “We just won’t go to Maine.”
“No, not that simple,” Ain said. “You haven’t even gotten up there with Jim. You can’t just blow off Clan protocol like that.”
Micah frowned. “Sure I can.” His voice turned into a low growl. “Watch me.”
Brodey chimed in to defuse the situation. “Don’t go circling the wagons before Ain even talks to Jocko. They might tell you it’s fine, given the circumstances.”
“I won’t risk their safety,” Micah said.
“Yeah, and if we all go to Maine and leave you here alone, you’re just as vulnerable,” Ain said. “Anyway, let’s handle one thing at a time. Everyone go get dressed so we can head to town.”
* * * *
After an hour of shopping in the first department store, Mai had the beginnings of a wardrobe. The women refused to let her balk when she looked at price tags. They took the first load of purchases out to the car and loaded them in the trunk before heading to their next stop.
Mai didn’t miss that no one left the sight of the others, that they all stayed together.
When they took a break in the food court a little later, Mai said something about it. “Y’all are worried about Paul finding me, aren’t you?”
Lina patted her hand. “I’m not going to lie and say everything is hunky-dory. Let’s just say we’re already on the Abernathys’ radar and don’t want to take any chances. I haven’t seen all the details yet. Unfortunately, my Whack-O-Vision doesn’t work on demand. But no, the trouble isn’t over.” She smiled brightly. “Don’t worry. If the asshat does show up, I’ll blast him. No one should fuck with us today, at least. So let’s enjoy our shopping.”
Mai rubbed her hand over her belly. “I’m scared,” she admitted. “I haven’t even been to the doctor yet.”
“We’ll talk to Ain when we get back,” Elain said. “We’ll see if there’s a doctor we can take you to. Please don’t worry. You’re family now.”
“Yeah,” Lina echoed. “And if there isn’t one around here, we’ll get you in to see my doctor. She’s a cougar shifter up in Tampa. I’m sure she’d be happy to take you on as a patient.”
* * * *
Marston sat off in the distance and glanced over his newspaper occasionally to make sure the women still sat there.
Dammit.
That dragon
woman was with them. She was dangerous, and she could identify him. He had to be careful, but this was his first chance to grab Elain Pardie without her men around. If he could just figure out a way to get her alone, even for a couple of minutes, he had a chance.
He watched and carefully set off after them when they departed the food court. More shopping on the agenda, apparently. They headed into another department store where it would be easy for him to discreetly keep an eye on them from a safe distance.
* * * *
Elain’s nerves were on edge. Not that it was a new sensation to her, considering all that had recently happened, but this felt different.
Like they were being watched.
Lina noticed. “What’s wrong?” she quietly asked her.
Elain looked around and shook her head. “Paranoid, I guess.”
* * * *
He didn’t have a chance to get close to them, or get the Pardie bitch alone. He knew time was growing short.
He’d already ignored three of Rodolfo’s phone calls.
Then the texts started.
Where the hell are you?
He texted him back. I have the Pardie woman in sight, but she’s with the dragon woman and two others. Including a pregnant coyote. He hated coyotes. The very stink of them made his skin crawl.
What? Send me a picture!
Puzzled, Marston studied the text for a moment. With a sigh he waited until the women were close enough he could take a picture of them from a distance and fit them into the same shot. He sent it to Rodolfo.
Within a minute, Rodolfo texted him back. Go somewhere and call me. Now.
Frustrated, Marston replied. But I might lose my chance to get the Pardie woman alone.
I don’t care about that. I need to speak with you. Now!
Marston read the text a second time. Fine. If he wants me to lose her, he can’t harass me for it. Marston returned to his car and placed the call.