Chapter Thirteen
Ty
Penn pulled me close for a kiss, rolling until I was between his legs. He lifted himself to me. We were ready for each other as if we both hadn’t just experienced extreme pleasure. He was still slick from Freid’s knot.
Watching them mate for the first time had filled me up to the brim with wonder and affection. My love for them sent my mind flying. Now, it was my turn to mate our omega.
Penn drew his legs up. My hands propped me on either side of his shoulders. I lined up and entered him with ease. A golden light exploded in my mind.
Freid reached out to stroke his palm down my chest. “You’re both so perfect.” He lifted his head and kissed me then Penn. Then all of us kissed together as I thrust faster into my—our—omega.
We three moved together as one. The bond was forming. Our bodies responded. We didn’t need words to know how we felt, what we felt.
Moans filled the air. Penn reached out and stroked Freid, who was hard again. His other arm came around me, his knees pressing my sides.
We all groaned as my knot made itself known.
I became lost in the brightening light of my encroaching orgasm.
Nothing else existed between that moment of suspension and the flight into pure ecstasy.
Penn’s passage tightened around me, milking me with such warmth and welcome that I couldn’t hold back any longer.
I came so hard, I thought my body surely had to be breaking up. I fell forward into my mates. Freid held me up. Penn cried out with his own orgasm then rubbed his face all over my chest.
My knot grew, holding us together.
When I could finally breathe again, I fell forward over Penn.
“Mark me, mate. Please.” Penn turned his head, exposing his neck.
I drew up a little, seeing the bite Freid had already given him. I licked at it, making Penn gasp, then pressed my teeth into the soft skin right beside my mate’s mark and sucked hard.
Penn cried out. Through our still-forming bond, there was no pain. Only pleasure. Penn came again, panting, body quivering beneath me.
Freid’s hot hand stroked up and down my back.
When I was done marking Penn, I laid my head against his shoulder, and we waited for my knot to go down. Finally, I was able to slip out of him and roll to the side. Immediately, Freid was there making soothing sounds and cleaning us with a towel.
I sank into the warmth of the bed with my mates as darkness enveloped me.
***
I woke in a warm tangle of arms and legs. My mates slept beside me, and everything was right with the world. It was still night. We’d all passed out from the intensity of our union and the markings.
I carefully untangled myself to keep from waking them and escaped to the bathroom. After washing, I found my underwear, put them on, and padded to the kitchen for water.
After finding fresh fruit, I made a platter, got three bottles of water, and set everything on a tray. I loved Freid’s kitchen. Large and open. Easy to navigate.
Back in the bedroom, my mates were still asleep, bodies entwined. I stared for a long moment, reveling in their beauty. They looked like they belonged together, beautifully matched. Forever mine.
I set the tray on the nightstand, eager to rejoin the warm safety they projected.
I climbed in behind Freid, lay against his back, and wrapped my arms around him.
He smelled so good, I couldn’t resist licking the skin at the base of his neck, leaving little kisses there. My front teeth grazed the surface.
“Go ahead,” said a sleepy voice. “Do it.”
“Do what?”
“You want to mark me. Do it.”
I didn’t need to be told a third time. I bit him, alpha to alpha, hard enough to make my mark but not hard enough to draw blood. A rush went through me like a cyclone caught in my blood.
“Ah, that’s nice. So nice,” Freid murmured.
Slowly, Freid turned to face me. He put his arms around me and bit the side of my neck.
Turnabout was fair play. “Harder, please.” The rush returned a second time.
Soon, we were thrusting against each other. He kissed me, speaking with his lips still on mine. “When did you put on underwear?”
“Oh, that. I went to the kitchen and got us all water and fruit.”
“You’re the perfect mate, did you know that?” He tore my underwear off, and we rutted against each other until we came. It was an act I’d dreamed a hundred times over the past three years. Now, it became reality.
When we lay back to catch our breaths, I saw Penn sitting up and watching us. The light from the en suite bathroom bathed the room in silver.
“I can’t believe how hot you both are,” Penn said. Without any hesitation, he leaned over both of us. We reached for him, but he dodged our arms and said, “Is that water for all of us?”
“Yeah. I brought in the tray a little while ago,” I replied.
Penn nearly fell over us and grabbed the tray, setting it on Freid’s chest. “Fruit! That looks so delicious. I’m starved.”
He gobbled up strawberries, grapes, and orange slices.
I sat up, scooting toward the pillows at the head of the bed, and grabbed a water. Freid lay unmoving, letting us use his chest as a mini-table.
“Poor Freid.” I stroked his pretty golden hair.
“Yes,” Penn agreed. “He’s being so good not to move so we can enjoy the tray of fruit.”
I took pity on my alpha love and lifted a strawberry to his mouth. He nibbled on it then took it into his mouth.
“Don’t choke,” I warned.
Eventually, I lifted the tray so he could sit up and join us. All the fruit quickly disappeared, and the water bottles were drained.
Setting the tray aside, we all three exchanged more kisses before wrapping our arms and legs around each other and falling back to sleep.
Good thing we didn't have to be at work the next day. We slept late after waking early and fooling around again. By the time we got up, breakfast time was long gone and done. We’d missed it.
We all took a long, leisurely shower together in Freid’s gigantic stall, doing a bit more groping, then dressed in our discarded clothes.
“How about I take us all out to lunch?” Freid asked.
Penn and I nodded enthusiastically. My stomach had already growled out loud several times. Fruit was not going to hold me after all our nighttime activities.
We ended up on the patio of a posh restaurant at the harbor. It was a clear day. Warm. Sailboats floated by in the nice breeze. Everything seemed to sparkle. The dark water. The blue sky. And, best of all, the eyes of my mates, glimmery, bright, and filled with love every time they looked at me.
I couldn’t wait for night again, sleeping in bed with my true loves, sharing more of our secrets, touching, loving, dreaming together in our brand-new, three-way bond.