Triple Dog Dare

Chapter Five

Micah barely stirred. He’d considered getting out of bed and warning everyone that Lina and her guys were on their way up the drive. Then he figured since they were as good as family, it wouldn’t matter.

It certainly wasn’t worth crawling out of his comfortable bed, where he was curled around Jim.

He let out a content sigh. He still found it hard, in some ways, to think of Jim as his mate, yet every cell in his body breathed the fact.

Mine.

As simple an idea as inhaling and exhaling. Jim was his, and he was Jim’s. Why? He hoped that, one day, he would learn to give up that question. It didn’t matter why. Kael and Zack were a perfect example, even though they already knew they were gay when they got together. So he wasn’t gay, and neither was Jim. It was becoming increasingly easy to wrap his mind around the fact that he now had a man as a mate.

He damn sure wasn’t complaining.

Out in the living room, he heard the commotion as Lina and her posse arrived and they were introduced to everyone. At one point, he dozed off.

He wasn’t sure what awoke him a while later. He didn’t know how long he’d been asleep, either, but now he was wide awake, all his senses attuned to the noises in the house.

He heard people quietly talking in the living room, but wasn’t sure who was still awake. That’s not what had roused him.

Sitting up, he closed his eyes and focused. That’s when he realized what woke him up. Someone, on foot, walking up the drive.

A male wolf shifter. An Alpha. A stranger he didn’t recognize.

Micah scrambled out of bed and grabbed a pair of shorts. Jim, disturbed by Micah’s sudden departure, groggily asked, “What’s up?”

“Get up. Now.” He tossed Jim a pair of shorts. “Someone’s coming.”

By the time Micah ran into the living room, the stranger had almost reached the front porch. Everyone looked at Micah when he emerged from the hallway at a dead run, but he didn’t have time to explain when they heard the knock on the front door.

Ain must have sensed something was wrong from Micah’s reaction. He jumped up and ran to the front door, beating Micah there by steps. “What is it?” he quietly asked Micah.

“Shifter. Don’t know who. It’s a guy.”

Lina waddled over and pushed the men out of the way. “Hello, Micah. Open the frickin’ door, for chrissake.” She threw it wide open and smiled at the newcomer. “Well hello, Liam. Glad to see you made it here safely.”

The man standing there and holding a battered knapsack looked startled to see her. He warily eyed Micah and Ain standing close behind her. “Hi, Lina.”

“Liam?” Ain asked. “As in Liam Pardie? Elain’s father, Liam Pardie?”

Lina nodded. “Yep.”

Micah gasped. “Liam Pardie?”

“Yep,” Lina said with another nod.

Carla walked over, a look of utter shock on her face. “Liam!”

“Hello, Carla,” the newcomer replied.

Lina grabbed the guy’s hand and dragged him inside. “Okay, see? Identity confirmed. He’s not dangerous. Now back up and let him in.”

Elain stood, stunned to see the man from the steakhouse standing in their foyer. The man in the picture.

Not just any man, she reminded herself. My father.

Unfortunately, all that came out of her mouth was, “What?” She had countless questions to ask, things she’d thought about throughout the years. Unfortunately, she couldn’t recall a single one of them through her emotional shock.

Lina waved her over. “Come here, Elain.”

Now unable to feel her feet, Elain walked over and stared at the man. Identical to the picture Maureen included with the letter, with him once again standing in front of her, she realized he looked like he’d barely aged from when it had been taken.

Ain, Brodey, and Cail tried to insert themselves between Elain and the stranger. Lina wouldn’t have any of it. “You guys stop it. He’s her father. Back off.” She shoved the men out of her way and pulled Liam through the throng and into the living room. “You know, Liam, I started to think you were never going to get here,” she said with a smile.

Elain and Carla followed. “You knew he was coming?” Elain asked.

“I can’t believe it!” Carla said, looking at him. “You’ve barely aged at all!”

“That’s because he’s a wolf,” Lina explained. She turned to Ain. “Haven’t you guys filled her in on what’s going on? She is Elain’s mom, after all.”

“She just got here a little while before y’all did,” Brodey said. “We didn’t have time to finish going over everything.”

“Wait a minute,” Elain said. “Back up. Lina, how did you know he was coming?” She decided to focus on the smaller bits of the puzzle, the more easily digestible facts, before trying to take a big honking chunk of a bite out of the overall picture.

“Simple. I told him to get his butt in gear and get here,” Lina said.

That made even less sense to Elain. “What?”

“Zack and I took a little side trip after we went to Seattle a few months back. We flew to Bolivia and tracked him down.”

“Bolivia?” Rick, Jan, and Kael all exclaimed together, shooting nearly identical dark looks at Zack. That was news to them, apparently.

Zack held up his hands. “Hey, the Goddess rules, dudes. You know the gig. I was sworn to secrecy by her, so don’t yell at me. It’s the Goddess of Snark’s fault.” He pointed at Lina. “Blame her. She’s the Head-Incendiary-Deity-What’s-in-Charge.”

Lina waved her hand to shush everyone. “Yes, I had a vision, knew I had to find Liam, blah, blah, yadda yadda, we went to Bolivia, found him, and flew home safely. Now he’s here.” She pointed to Elain. “For her. Among other things.”

“What other things?” Ain asked.

Lina didn’t answer. She shushed him.

Elain couldn’t take her eyes off Liam. He smelled so familiar…

The jacket. It finally hit her. The leather jacket still hanging in her closet in the Venice house had belonged to her father. It was the only thing of his that she owned. It still held the very faintest scent of him in its deep recesses. When she was little, she used to sit in her closet with the jacket draped around her and pretend it was her father hugging her.

All the while she would wish he’d come back for her, marry her mom, and the three of them could live happily ever after.

“Are there any other bombshells you want to drop on us, lovely?” Jan snidely asked Lina.

“Nope. Not right now. Nothing concrete that I can tell you.”

“Great,” Rick muttered under his breath.

“I heard that,” Lina said.

Micah cleared his throat. “Well, since y’all don’t need us, we’re going back to bed.” Jim, who’d stood at the end of the hallway and watched everything, turned and sleepily followed Micah back to their bedroom.

“Who is that guy? And who are those other people?” Jim mumbled as he climbed back under the covers with Micah.

Micah snugged him tightly to him. “A new complication, apparently. Not our concern. Not tonight, at least.”

Elain wasn’t sure how many more surprises she could take. The past couple of hours had stretched her nerves to the limit. Which said a lot, considering how much they’d already been stretched over the past several weeks. She stepped forward and stared at Liam for a long moment before throwing her arms around him and hugging him.

“I missed ye so much,” he whispered in her ear. “Please, I hope ye can forgive me for leaving.”

Unable to speak, she nodded. They stood like that for a couple of minutes until Elain finally released him and stepped back. “I guess we should all go talk,” she suggested.

He nodded. “That’s a good idea.”

“Do you want some time alone with him?” Ain asked her.

She thought about it. “I do, but not right now. I think I’d rather get all the other questions I have answered.” She nodded toward Lina. “She seems to be the lady to answer them.”

“That’s me,” Lina said. “Goddess, Seer, and snarkalicious supernatural information desk with incendiary powers.”

With everyone introduced and settled in the living room, all attention focused on Lina.

She laced her fingers together and rested her hands on her belly. “Well, isn’t this nice?” she cheerfully asked. “Everyone together in one room. All we need is Blackie, Callie, Wally, and the rest.”

“Who are—never mind,” Elain said. “I don’t want to know.”

“How are Blackie and Callie?” Brodey asked. “I haven’t talked to him in a couple of months. How do they like living up in Maine?”

“They’re doing good. He went with us to Brussels. I sent him back to Maine when we landed in Florida tonight. We’ll see him soon enough.” Lina offered a smile to Elain. “Prepare for craziness to ensue.”

“Who is Blackie, again? And I thought we were already in Crazy Town,” Elain shot back. “If it gets any crazier, I think I’ll need to be sedated.”

“Oh, no, this isn’t crazy,” Lina said with a broad grin. “This is just the intermission.” Her smile faded and she looked at Brodey. “Fat Boy’s back.” She tipped her head toward Elain. “He’s already seen her. At least once. I had a vision about it.”

Elain closed her eyes and wearily rubbed her forehead. “Who is Fat Boy? And what visions?”

“He’s an older guy,” Lina said. “It’s a long, long story. He’s the guy we were telling you about earlier, the one who helped kill Kael’s family.”

“Do I even want to know anything else?” Elain opened her eyes again. “I’m beginning to think maybe I’m better off not knowing.”

“Wait a minute,” Brodey said. “When did he see Elain?”

“Cail took Elain shopping at a farm supply store.” Lina looked at him. “You two were in the parking lot, petting a horse in a stock trailer.”

Cail nodded. “Yeah. A couple of weeks ago.”

“He was standing across the street and watched you two.”

Elain spoke before thinking. “You mean Mr. Creepy?”

All three of her men looked at her and spoke together. “Who’s Mr. Creepy?”

Elain felt her face redden. “Oops.”

Ain cleared his throat. “Is there anything else you want to tell us, Elain?”

She shook her head. “Um, no, I think that’s all.”

“How many times have you seen this Mr. Creepy?” Ain asked.

“Oh. Um, the night we went to the steakhouse and I saw him.” She pointed at Liam. “We went to Publix after dinner to get groceries. I saw Mr. Creepy there. I also think I saw him when Cail and I went to the diner once.”

“And,” Ain said, “just why didn’t you tell us that before now?”

She grew defensive. “Because I was afraid you’d flip out. Like you’re doing now.”

“I’m not flipping out!”

“Yeah, but you want to keep me locked up now for my safety, don’t you?”

He didn’t answer.

“See? You can’t do that.”

His face darkened. “Watch me.”

She jabbed a finger at him. “You try edicting me like that, and you’ll have one unhappy mate on your hands, buster.”

They glared at each other for a few seconds before Ain gave in first with an unhappy sigh. “You’re going to be the death of me yet, you know that? Please, let’s discuss this and figure out a way to keep you safe.”

Lina cleared her throat. “If y’all are done, can we get back to him?” She pointed at Liam.

Liam had quietly sat and listened to the exchange. He’d looked back and forth from Elain to Carla. Elain felt a little guilty, like she should be showering him with affection and attention. Quite honestly, she felt too numb to do any of that at this time. Like she was several steps behind everyone else in absorbing all the new facts they’d learned in the past couple of hours.

She also had some questions for her mom, but those could wait. Her brain could only handle so much at one time.

Cail carefully watched Elain. He suspected she was near or at the breaking point. He couldn’t blame her. He’d nearly reached it himself.

“Let’s stop for a moment,” he suggested. “I want to hear Liam’s story.”

All eyes swiveled to the newcomer.

Liam swallowed. “Well,” he softly said in his Irish brogue, “where do ye want me to begin?”

“Begin where you want,” Cail said. “As long as it all gets told.”

He nodded. “When we found out Maureen was expecting a girl, we panicked. I worried the Abernathys would track us down if they knew. All my life I’d lived with that damn blood oath over my head. I resisted looking for a mate because of it. I didn’t want to hand over any child to the Abernathys.”

He looked down at his hands and clasped them together. “I didn’t tell Maureen about the blood oath when she claimed me. I was so shocked when it happened, I didn’t have time to react. After the fact I told her, but I wouldn’t let her swear to it.”

He let out a deep sigh. “The day after we found out from the doctor that Elain was a girl, we ran. I didn’t know where to go first. I knew I couldn’t go to my brothers. I told them about Maureen when we first mated, not thinking straight that I shouldn’t have. I didn’t say anything to them when we found out she was pregnant.”

Cail cleared his throat. “I hate to be the one to tell you,” he softly said, “but someone recently murdered their mates. And the mate of one of our cousins. Beheaded them.”

“Bloody Abernathys.” Liam stared at the floor for a moment. When he started speaking again, his voice sounded hoarse and full of emotion. “It’s all my fault,” he quietly said. “I never should have told my brothers about Maureen. They weren’t Alphas, but they were sworn to the blood oath in case any of their heirs were eligible.”

“Are you actually related to the Abernathys?” Ain asked.

Liam shook his head. “No. Our family’s blood oath is with them, but I’m not related to them except through the past and that damn oath.”

“I have to ask,” Ain continued. “There are rumors you were tied up with the mob.”

Again Liam shook his head. “No. Probably a story the Abernathys spread about me to isolate me from anyone I might seek help from. Is that fecking bastard Rodolfo still alive?”

“Unfortunately,” Ain said.

“Damn.” He looked at Carla. “I didn’t know where else to go when all this happened. When Maureen was grabbing things to take with us, she found yer address in Tampa. I…I didn’t know what else to do. We couldn’t risk going to any of her family. Surely couldn’t go to my family for help. I remembered hearing rumors about Charles and Ellie and what they did for people. I thought that was the Goddess’ hand on our fate. That we could go to Florida and ask for their help to hide. At least, to hide Maureen and the baby. Elain,” he corrected himself as he looked at his daughter. “Maureen loved Carla like a sister and trusted her. She knew Carla had no knowledge of shape-shifter business.

“I took Maureen to Carla’s and we showed her what we were. Then I left and tracked down Charles and Ellie and called them. I didn’t tell them what it was about over the phone. They agreed to meet with me. I told them everything, but I didn’t tell them where Maureen was, or about Carla. I told them about the blood oath and they said they didn’t care about that, that they’d help us hide.”

He paused for a moment to compose himself. “They asked me if I’d been followed. I said I didn’t think so. That’s when they told me they thought they might have someone watching them. That over the past couple of months, it felt like they’d been followed, but they weren’t sure if they were, or even who was responsible. I was supposed to go back to the hotel and wait for them to call me. They were going to talk to ye and yer brothers the next day, in person, so they could confirm the arrangements. Then they would call me for Carla’s information so they could have someone else contact her about where to go. They wanted to be extra careful. They weren’t sure if their phone was tapped or not.”

Cail felt old anger bubbling over inside him. “They died the next day.”

Liam nodded. “When I didn’t hear from them, I panicked. I couldn’t wait. I called their house and the police answered and told me they’d died.” He choked back a sob. “Another pair of deaths that’s my fault.”

Cail watched as Elain started crying, too. She stood and went to kneel beside Liam, putting her arms around him and holding him.

After a few minutes, Ain cleared his throat. “We don’t hold you responsible for our parents’ deaths, Liam.”

Liam looked up from where he and Elain still embraced. “Thank ye. I doubt I could be as charitable if I was in yer position.”

“What’s important,” Ain said, “is that you’re here for Elain now. Both of you are here,” he said, meaning Carla. “And family is what’s important. We take care of our own. And as far as I’m concerned, you’re both part of our family. Our pack.”

Liam looked at Carla, who sat on his other side. “I can’t begin to thank ye enough for all ye’ve done.” He let go of Elain with one hand and wrapped his other arm around Carla. “Thank ye for being her mother and taking such good care of her.”

That finished Carla. She started crying, too, and that’s when Ain decided the three of them needed some time alone. Silently, he motioned to everyone to file outside to the lanai to give them privacy.

Once out there, Lina hugged Ain. “You’re a good man. All three of you. Elain will keep you on your toes, but she needs all three of you to keep her grounded. This is going to fracture her sanity for a little while.”

Brodey’s face darkened. “I hate seeing her so upset.”

“Join the club,” Cail added.

Lina patted him on the shoulder. “I know you do, Brod, but she has to go through this. Just be there for her. Expect her to feel a little crazy. Cut her some slack when she needs it. Always stand strong for her.”

“Is that why you guys showed up early?” Cail asked.

She nodded, her expression growing grim. “It’s getting bad again. Really bad. It’s good Liam showed up tonight. I was thinking it’d be another day or two before he got here, but we need to draw the family in close. Now.”

“Spill it, Lina,” Zack said. “What aren’t you telling us?”

She looked at him, Kael, and her mates before returning her attention to Ain. “Keep Micah and Jim here with you. Don’t let them leave and go off on their own. Fat Boy is desperate, but I don’t know why yet. Everything is going to get really, really ugly before everything calms down again.” She patted her belly. “Now, would you mind if I hit your bathroom? I don’t want to walk through the living room and disturb them, but I’m about ready to wet myself.”

Brodey smiled and walked her to the sliding glass door that opened directly into the master bedroom. “There you go, kiddo,” he said as he pointed at the dark bathroom doorway. “The switch is inside, just beside the door. On the right.”

“Thank you!” She quickly waddled through the bedroom and ignored the sound of Brodey closing the slider behind her. When she reached the doorway, she fumbled for the switch but soon found it. As she was relieving herself on the toilet, she glanced up at the long, mirrored vanity.

The woman from the plane stared back at her.

Lina clapped a hand over her mouth to stifle her startled scream.

Now, however, Lina knew who she was. She looked just like the picture in Maureen’s letter to Elain.

“Holy crap, Maureen! Will you quit doing that!” Lina whispered at the mirror.

The woman’s sad expression didn’t change. “You have to help her,” Maureen said. “Please.”

“I am, but could we do this at some other time than when I’m sitting on the crapper?” Lina finished and got her pants pulled up. She waddled over to the vanity and washed her hands. All the while, she stared at the woman. “I didn’t know my freaky powers were going to include talking to ghosts.” In fact, what she had learned about her powers would barely fill a shot glass.

The ghost of Maureen Alexander didn’t reply.

Lina took a deep breath and slowly let it out. “Did Baba Yaga put you up to this?”

“Who?”

“Never mind.” Lina glanced behind her. The bathroom was empty except for her. She turned back to the mirror, where the ghost was plainly visible. “Why do you only come to me in mirrors? And why now, for cripes sake?”

“I always stayed with Liam before.”

Lina felt bad for the ghost, but that still didn’t answer her question. “Why pick now to appear to me?”

“I knew when you visited Liam that you were powerful. When he began his journey to our daughter, I sought you out. I was afraid to appear to you too soon.”

“Why?”

“I didn’t want you getting rid of me.”

It hadn’t even occurred to Lina that she had the ability to do that kind of thing. “I won’t get rid of you. Can you wait here just a minute?”

The ghost nodded.

Lina closed her eyes and did something she hadn’t done in over a year—she wished herself into Baba Yaga’s living room. When she looked around, she didn’t see anyone.

“Hey? Is anyone home?”

Silence greeted her.

“Crap,” she grumbled. “Hellooo?” she hollered again.

No reply.

She threw the front door open and yelled. “Hey, lady! You out there?”

Still no answer.

“Fudge.” Lina had no idea how to go about tracking down Baba Yaga if she wasn’t at her home.

It was, however, added to the top of her mental list of topic discussions next time she tracked the immortal woman down.

Lina opened her eyes and once again found herself standing in the Lyalls’ bathroom. Maureen Alexander’s ghost stared at her from the mirror. “Can we do this somewhere other than in bathrooms?” Lina asked her.

“I don’t know how. I’ve been following you around for a couple of weeks now. It’s the only way I know how to appear to you.”

“Do you have any special advice or insight? Like who or where Fat Boy is?”

Maureen shook her ghostly head.

“Great.” Lina let out an exasperated sigh. “Well, right now, I need to get back outside before one of my guys thinks I fell in and flushed myself. You and I will talk later. I need to help all of them get through this first. Dumping your existence on them, no offense, isn’t helpful at this moment. Get my drift?”

Maureen nodded and disappeared.

As Lina headed back out to the lanai, she hoped no other new powers suddenly sprang up anytime soon. She didn’t need more distractions right now.

Elain called everyone back into the living room twenty minutes later. Ain could tell all three of them had been crying from the looks of their red eyes and swollen noses.

He engulfed Elain in a hug and kissed the top of her head. “Are you all right, sweetheart?”

“Yeah,” she whispered. “I will be. I think. Ask me again tomorrow after I’ve gotten into the booze again. I think I might need it.”

He chuckled. “We’ll get you through this without you pickling your liver. I promise.”

Brodey and Cail gathered around her, too. “Yeah,” Brodey said. “If I can kick cockatrice ass, I can let you soggy up my shoulder.”

At least he managed to coax a small smile out of her.

“For now,” Ain said, “I think it would be wise if we all head for bed and get some sleep. Cail, please show Liam to a bedroom. Thank the Goddess we have a big house.”

Cail smiled. “Any more guests, and we can open our own B&B.”

Elain dropped her clothes on the floor next to the closet, walked into the bathroom, and brushed her teeth. Then she used the bathroom, washed her hands, and returned to the bedroom. Without another word, she crawled into bed.

The men stared at her for a moment before starting to undress. “Are you really okay, sweetheart?” Ain asked. When he finished removing his clothes, he picked hers up from the floor and put them all in the hamper.

She closed her eyes. “No, I’m not okay,” she softly said. “I don’t know what I am, but okay isn’t even within shouting distance of the top fifty on the list.”

Brodey climbed into bed with her first, followed by Ain and Cail. She snuggled against Ain, rolled into his embrace, and buried her face in the crook of his neck. “Please make this all go away,” she whispered. “Make everything normal again.”

She suspected it was Brodey who gently stroked her back. “Normal being when all you had to deal with was three men who turned into wolves?” he said.

“Yeah, that normal. That was easy.”

Ain laughed. The deep, rumbling sound rolled through her. “That was what you considered ‘easy’?”

“Yeah. All I had to do was enjoy getting my brains boinked out.”

Cail spoke from the far side of the bed, humor tingeing his words. “Seems like you had a complaint or two in there somewhere.”

“I know. Meeting you three has given ‘screwing the pooch’ new meaning.”

“Oh,” Ain groaned with a laugh. “That was horrible.”

She brushed her fingers up his chest. The fine dusting of hair along his pecs felt comfortingly soft against her hand. Warm.

Familiar.

Unlike the wackiness her life had suddenly turned into within the space of a few hours.

Amazing how a little perspective changes what’s “normal” in my life. Falling in love with three shape-shifters is a walk in the park compared to all this new bullshit.

She looked up into his face, into those familiar, grey eyes. “Please make it go away,” she whispered again. “Make it all go away. I want things back the way they were yesterday. Yesterday was good.”

“I wish I could, sweetheart,” he said, looking pained. “I would give anything to make you quit hurting.”

“I’m not hurting. I’m just…”

Overwhelmed.

She reached up and tangled her fingers in his hair. There was one surefire cure to disengage every last single conscious thought in her brain.

Elain pulled his head down until his lips covered hers. Drowning in her emotions, she kissed him, seeking a few moments, at least, of solace in his arms.

Wanting it from all three pairs of their arms.

And other body parts, of course.

She rolled on top of him and reveled in the feel of his hands sliding down her back, his fingers splayed across her ass as his cock hardened between them. She rubbed herself against him and tried to shut down her brain. With her juices already flowing, she loved the feel of her clit gliding up and down his rigid shaft.

“Mmm, that’s it,” Brodey murmured behind her. She felt his hands on her hips as he lifted her onto Ain’s cock.

With a happy sigh she impaled herself, enjoying the feel of him stretching her as she sank his full length deep inside her. His grey gaze smoldered up from the bed as he looked at her. He reached up and cupped her breasts, his palms brushing against her nipples.

“Is that what you wanted, baby?” Ain asked her.

She nodded. “Please fuck me senseless. Literally.”

Brodey began nibbling on the back of her neck while Cail’s mouth replaced Ain’s hand on one of her breasts. Each hot, wet pull of his mouth on her nipple sent another pulse of desire through her body and to her pussy, where Ain’s cock had her so deliciously filled. There was no better feeling in the world than being the center of their universe like this, surrounded by her three mates, the power of their love flowing through her.

Brodey reached around her hips even as he still nibbled on her shoulders. His fingers unerringly found her pussy, where he spread her lips open with one hand and stroked her clit with his other.

“Yes!” she whispered. She let her weight fall back on him as she rode Ain’s cock. Ain’s hands settled on her hips while Cail took over giving full attention to her breasts.

“Do you like that, baby?” Brodey whispered in her ear. She felt his impatient cock, fully engorged and ready, rubbing against her back.

“Yes,” she gasped.

“Let go to us,” Cail whispered against her flesh. “Just let go and let us make you feel good.”

I can do that. She let Ain set the pace as he slowly thrust his cock into her. Elain rocked her hips in time with his thrusts.

Cail sat up and captured her mouth with his. He cupped her breasts with both his hands, rolling her nipples against his calloused palms with his thumbs.

“This is gooood. This is sooo good.” She didn’t think it to any of them in particular, just to all three of them.

Ain chuckled. “Mission accomplished, I do believe.”

She let out a little mewing sound around where Cail was still thoroughly kissing her. She hoped they understood it was meant to be a yes.

Brodey nipped her shoulder again as he picked up the tempo with his fingers. This time, he drew a full-fledged, pleading whine from her.

“More. Please.” Times like this especially made their mental connection handy. She didn’t have to stop Cail’s delicious exploration of her mouth with his tongue to talk to them.

“Hmm,” Brodey said. “More? How much more, babe?”

“Don’t be mean,” Ain playfully scolded. “Give our girl what she wants.”

Brodey laughed. “Oh, okay. Fine.” His fingers worked harder, faster, driving her close to the edge but not quite over it.

He grazed his teeth along her shoulder. “Come for us, babe.”

Then he bit down hard.

Thank goodness Cail was kissing her. He muffled the worst of her scream as her body exploded. She was vaguely aware of Ain’s cock slamming into her from below as her head lolled back on Brodey’s shoulder. Bolts of white heat shot through her body, ricocheting through her veins, setting her nerves on fire.

She closed her eyes and allowed the sensations to flow through her, taking her mind away to a different place where she only had to feel, not think.

She felt Ain come, then before she could catch her breath Brodey had picked her up, spun her around, and had her on her back on the bed with his cock buried balls-deep inside her.

Somewhere in the transition, she’d lost Cail’s mouth. She reached out and instead her hand brushed against his ready cock.

“Good enough.” He laughed as her fingers wrapped around it and she drew him close. As Brodey started slamming his cock into her, she opened wide and engulfed Cail’s member.

He stroked her hair, entwining his fingers through it, guiding her. She needed no urging. This was one of her favorite things.

“Such a good girl,” Brodey said, leaning forward a little more so his cock perfectly hit her clit with each stroke. “You love sucking his cock, don’t you?”

She couldn’t really respond, and was too busy to even think an answer, so she mumbled an assent around the cock filling her mouth.

“Such a good girl,” Cail echoed.

From somewhere, hands cupped her breasts again. She suspected at least one of the hands belonged to Ain but she didn’t care. Her men knew how to draw every ounce of pleasure from her.

She slipped a hand between Cail’s legs and found his sac. She cupped his soft, warm flesh in her palm and gently kneaded it, squeezing just enough to make his cock grow even harder in her mouth and reward her with a few drops of salty pre-cum.

“That’s it, baby,” he gasped. “You know what I like.”

Brodey, meanwhile, had found the perfect angle and knew it. He started taking harder, shorter strokes inside her. With her clit already primed and swollen from her first orgasm, it didn’t take her long to crash over the edge again.

“That’s it, baby,” Brodey urged as her body responded, her pussy milking his cock as her orgasm swept through her.

Her moans around Cail’s cock triggered his orgasm. His hand tightened in her hair as he thrust into her mouth. She sucked harder, moaning again as she felt his cock pumping, then tasting his cum as he filled her mouth with his seed.

Brodey barely held back until she finished. Then he grabbed her legs, threw them over his shoulders, and fucked her, hard and deep, shaking the whole bed until his back arched and he let out a deep groan.

Elain released Cail’s cock and wrapped her arms around Brodey. She held on to him until his body finally relaxed and he dropped on top of her, sated, exhausted.

Too tired to talk, she thought to them, “I love all of you.”

Ain leaned in from somewhere and kissed her. “We love you, too, babe.”

On that note, she checked out, gratefully letting sleep wash over her.