She thought she heard Mike grumble in that deliciously sexy voice of his how she nearly got him on the nose, but she couldn’t bring herself to mind.

  She was selfish like that.

  “Mike has the accent, which gives him an advantage over me, so I’m going to do this,” Chase said, and before she could ask what, or Mike could stop him, Chase scooped her up into his arms and made off with her, toward the bed.

  She couldn’t bring herself to care that Mike was complaining as he followed them. She only cared that she had both of these men. They were both hers.

  Two alpha males, who looked as good as they did, wanted her and only her.

  “Your chariot has brought you to your destination,” Chase said, making a big show about placing her delicately on the bed.

  “My chariot?” She scooted back to make room for them.

  “I always wished I was a horse shifter. Those guys get all the fun.”

  “You don’t need to be a horse shifter to give a girl a good ride.” Olivia traced her finger down his chest while she smiled at him, giving him a sultry look.

  He blinked, his head jerking back a bit before the corners of his mouth quirked. “That’s not where my mind went at all, but if that was what you wanted to think about, then be my guest.”

  “You idiot,” Mike said, his hand smacking the back of Chase’s head. “Like that’s not exactly what we’re all thinking about right now.”

  Chase didn’t stop smiling. Instead, he grabbed Olivia by her ankle, yanked her forward, pushing himself between her legs and looking slyly back at the other male.

  “Don’t hate me because I’m chivalrous.”

  Olivia rolled her eyes, but as cheesy as it was, it was also kind of funny. She couldn’t help a giggle and marveled at her situation. Here she was, turned on as could be, with two ultra sexy men, but the experience was about more than sex. It was about fun, companionship, play. They could joke, and laugh, and that just added to the intimacy.

  It was perfect.

  Olivia always thought her first time with her mate would be more sensual. More slow, with no words spoken between them. Instead, she was getting banter and joy. She was feeling like herself and getting to see more of these men she was falling for.

  Olivia cleared her throat. “Since I kind of figured we’d get here eventually, I made sure the top drawer had some condoms waiting.”

  They looked at her, and she could almost smell the thick rush of male testosterone that permeated the air. It was one thing to know they were getting laid, another for her to admit that she’d been wanting them since the moment they met, but apparently telling them that she’d been prepared for this moment pushed them to a new level of lust.

  Their eyes became wild and animalistic.

  Mike’s eyes turned black, as though he were in his shark form smelling blood in the water. He made his way over to the drawer she indicated, while Chase’s lids fell to half-mast and he leaned over her, groaning.

  “Just remember,” her voice turned softer, more timid. “I’ve never done this before. I need you to both go slow, and to be open to talking through each move. No surprises.” She wrapped her legs experimentally around Chase’s waist.

  “You got it,” Chase said, his nostrils flaring.

  Mike pulled two boxes from the drawer and turned back to them. “You have nothing to be afraid of. We’re going to take care of you.”

  8

  Mike realized that reacting as he did to Olivia’s messy side was not the best thing to do when trying to set the mood. Had it just been the two of them, she might have kicked him right out of her place. He was glad Chase was there to make light of it, and even to take advantage of it. Mike and Olivia shared similarities as water shifters, and now Chase and Olivia had something they shared.

  As long as they didn’t really think he was going to be their maid, that is.

  Those thoughts left him as he rubbed against her, and they were even further from his mind when he opened the drawer and saw what she had inside. Several varieties of lube, and two different boxes of condoms: one regular, one extra large. He smirked at the extra large size and shook the box at Chase. “She guessed correctly.”

  “For me, maybe,” Chase said, rolling off Olivia and lying back on the bed, pulling her on top of him so she straddled his waist. “You might need another size.”

  The barb didn’t bother Mike a bit. He wasn’t in competition with Chase. This woman belonged to both of them, and he had nothing to prove. “Play nice, or I’ll take one for myself and flush the rest down the toilet.”

  Chase’s eyes sharpened, but he smiled. “Yeah, right.”

  “It’s funny watching you pretend not to be threatened,” Mike said, stepping up behind Oliva, pressing a soft kiss to her shoulder. He pulled down the neck of her shirt, forcing some of the buttons of her blouse open, revealing smooth, warm skin.

  “I love tasting you.”

  “Yeah,” Olivia said, a breathy little sigh leaving her. “Which…which one of you is going first?”

  That was a good question.

  “Well,” Chase said, opening his stupid mouth. “Taking turns kind of seems a little unromantic, right?”

  Turns out, he didn’t always put his foot in it.

  Olivia blushed. “Well, I guess you’re right. So, how exactly do we go about this?”

  Mike realized something at that moment. Chase was picking up on more of Oliva’s thoughts and feelings than Mike was. Chase understood her fears when they sailed right by Mike.

  Here Mike thought he was getting a lot of extra time with Olivia, swimming beneath her when they were in the water together, but Mike had only been guarding her, watching for any suspicious activity around her.

  Chase had been able to observe her. To see her body language, her facial expressions. In that short time, he’d been able to figure out more about what makes Olivia tick than Mike could even guess at.

  “Well, we go slow, for starters,” Chase held her waist and rocked his hips, which also pushed Oliva into Mike. “It won’t be the most comfortable feeling at first, but if you can relax and let us both in, you’ll be in for one of the best experiences ever. Or so I’ve heard.”

  “Really?” Olivia seemed like she wanted to believe Chase. “I’m nervous, but I want it. I want both of you…”

  Oh lord, that got Mike right where it hurt the most.

  “Well, it goes just like normal. Touch.” Mike slid his arms around her and underneath her shirt, reaching up to cup her breasts.

  “Kiss.” Chase pulled Olivia’s mouth to his, while Mike trailed his lips up her neck and behind her ears.

  Mike’s dick pulsed, watching Chase and Olivia’s embrace. It wasn’t just Oliva turning him on. It was watching them together…

  Why?

  Because they both belonged to him. It wasn’t just Olivia.

  Olivia, Chase, and him. The mating was for the three of them, and the knowledge caught him like a fist to his gut.

  Since learning that he was mated into a triad, he’d looked into it, asked around. He’d heard that they could tear themselves apart if they refused to come to terms with it. That’s why Mike had tried so hard to put aside his jealousy and work as a team with Chase.

  But there was more to it, and he could see that now. This wasn’t just sharing one woman between two men. This was a joining of the three of them into one whole unit.

  Watching another male’s tongue thrusting into Olivia’s mouth didn’t make Mike feel possessive at all. It turned him on. He felt a certainty that they would all get satisfaction out of this relationship, and he was happy to see Olivia gratified, no matter who was giving her the pleasure.

  So he watched them, transfixed as they made out and grinded. He focused on unbuttoning Olivia’s blouse and making her moan here and there when he pinched her nipples or dipped his hand down to the waist of her pants.

  Olivia pulled back from Chase and turned her torso toward Mike. Her eyes were alive with lust as she grabbed the hem of the tank top she wore beneath the blouse, and she looked directly into his eyes as she shed the garments.

  Red hair cascaded down her shoulders as she shook it out, taking his breath away. Her lips were full and dark from all of Chase’s kissing, and her eyes were half-lidded and screaming for him to take what he wanted.

  So he did.

  Mike pulled his shirt off, then leaned in, pulling her into him so he could feel her hard nipples graze his chest. He kissed her, more roughly than Chase had. It was a biting kiss that made her moan.

  Oliva stood, giving Chase a chance to scramble out of his clothes, and Mike a chance to get her out of her pants. He did so by lowering himself to his knees and kissing down the front of her with each painstakingly slow inch of her zipper.

  Olivia leaned back against Chase’s chest, and Mike looked up to see her arms reaching up, curling around Chase’s neck. He finished pulling down her jeans, and then her panties, pulling them off one leg and the other.

  Then she was bared for him to see all of her. He placed his legs on her thighs and gently pushed her legs apart. Then his mouth was on her, tasting the sweetness between her legs while she mewled in pleasure.

  He’d waited too long for this. They all had.

  He added a finger, and then two, penetrating her while he tongued her clit. Then, with a mind toward where they would be ending up, he gently touched her second hole. She gasped and stiffened momentarily, but he held still until he felt her relax. Using her natural lubricant, he continued to use two fingers in her pussy while pushing the other finger into her ass a tiny bit at a time.

  She grabbed his hair, gasping, and starting to squirm. Her calls of “Yes,” encouraged him to keep going, but he didn’t want to take everything. Her first orgasm between them wasn’t for him to enjoy on his tongue alone. Mike pulled back, removed his hand, and stood.

  “Thank you,” he told her, before stepping back to let Chase take over.

  Even though he was intending on being a good sport and letting Chase in, he didn’t expect Olivia to drop to her knees and survey Mike’s dick.

  Mike grinned. “Well, take what you want.”

  She smiled back at him. “I’ve been thinking about your cock in my mouth for way too long.”

  He sure as hell wasn’t going to stop her, and Chase wasn’t issuing any complaints. With more confidence than he thought she would have, Olivia reached for his cock, stroking his length with one finger, and then following that by licking him from root to tip.

  He groaned a deep, guttural noise that rumbled from within his chest at the soft touch of her against his shaft. His prick was sure happy to see her, happy to be stroked and licked.

  She didn’t wait for any more encouragement. She leaned in, clamping him with her lips and massaging him with her tongue, while literally grabbing him by his balls.

  The pleasure was an instant sizzle that scorched hot and made him shiver. He looked down, watching his cock, slippery with her saliva, vanish in and out of her mouth as she moved back and forth.

  When she looked up at him, he thought he would die from the lovely sight, but then she winked at him, and Jesus! He nearly burst.

  He let his head fall back, his testicles tightening as he enjoyed the wet heat of her mouth around his cock. Then he noticed Chase watching them, as though he were transfixed.

  Mike couldn’t help how much he liked being watched. “See something you like?” He’d meant to speak in his normal, casual teasing way, but it came out as more of a grunt; something raw and sexual.

  The other man nodded dumbly, and Mike watched Chase’s hand grip his own cock while his eyes were glued on Olivia’s bobbing head. When she made her own little moan that was accompanied by a slurping noise, Mike saw Chase shudder with pleasure.

  Then Olivia seemed to remember Chase. She pulled back from Mike, replacing her lips with her hand, continuing to stroke him as she turned to Chase, who moved his hand away to let her mouth take over. He gave Mike a mock salute, and Mike swore, if he wasn’t in the middle of getting off right then, he would have reached out and smacked the man upside the head.

  But it was hard to stay irritated about anything when Olivia’s hand worked skillfully on his cock, making his anger melt away.

  He could almost feel what she was thinking in that moment. As though she was telling them, “that's enough, boys.”

  Right. It was enough. He’d do as she said for the rest of his life if it meant getting more of this.

  He’d had other women on his cock before. Women he hadn’t much cared for, or women he’d thought he’d loved at the time. He usually dated the kind of woman with perfectly manicured nails, the kind of look that made a hand job look like it could be filmed for a porno video. He usually liked to watch that, to see his cock worked over by what looked like a hand model.

  But Olivia’s nails were natural, pink, with square tips. She was bringing him this kind of pleasure without all the dressings of the fake women he’d dated before. Olivia wasn’t like the others. She was his mate.

  She switched again, getting into a rhythm of alternating her hand and mouth on each man until finally Mike couldn’t take it anymore. He reached for her hand, pulling her to her feet.

  “Little too much for you to handle, Mikey?” Chase teased.

  Mike growled. “Shut up, fool.”

  “Sure thing, cowboy,” Chase said, reaching around Olivia to work his hand over her mound, making her emit pleased sounds. When Chase didn’t slow, Mike moved in close. He cupped her face, her cheeks damn soft on his rough palms, her eyes cloudy with pleasure.

  He needed to taste her lips as she came to her pleasure on another man’s hand.

  He didn’t care where her mouth had just been. As far as Mike was concerned, that made it even better. He leaned in, taking her mouth with his own as she moaned against his lips, her body tensing and quaking as she thrust into Chase’s fingers and tilted her head to the side so Mike could lick deep into her mouth.

  And when she was done, when she finished riding out that pleasure, he could see the satisfaction in her eyes.

  A glow in her smile.

  “Did you like that?” Chase asked, pulling his fingers away from her pussy.

  She exhaled hard and spoke in a small, breathless voice. “Yeah.”

  “Good,” Mike said, stroking his cock. “Because we’re not done with you by a long shot, darlin’.”

  9

  Chase was more than pleased with Mike’s enthusiasm, but now that he’d had his taste of their woman, Chase needed some for himself.

  He started with tasting Olivia’s slick, still shining on his fingers.

  Part of him expected her to taste like every other woman he’d had before, but no.

  There was a difference.

  He couldn’t quite put his finger on the taste. There was definitely something different, more pleasant about the taste of her on his tongue.

  He attributed it to the fact that she was his mate.

  If this was what a mate tasted like, then he didn’t understand how he’d gone his entire life without it.

  “Turn around, Olivia, I want to face you when we do this.”

  She seemed to be struggling with who she should keep her focus on. Her red hair whipped around as she looked from Mike to Chase and back again.

  Mike grinned, brushing that blood-red hair out of her face.

  “Don’t worry, sweetheart. You’re not going to hurt our feelings by looking too long at just one of us.”

  Chase didn’t quite mind it when she looked at Mike with her eyes half-lidded with lust, but that didn’t mean he was content with being ignored for too long.

  “How are we doing this, Chase?” He was shocked Mike was being so good about sharing. Mate or no mate, Chase realized he needed to up his game here.

  He might be a petty asshole, but Chase was still more than capable of showing his mate the love she needed, and deserved, by not getting overly possessive with her other mate.

  But he was going to make sure Olivia’s beautiful face was looking his way when he slid inside her.

  He put his hands on her waist, pulling her with him onto the bed. She followed him easily, and this time her attention was focused solely on him.

  He was drunk on that feeling.

  Her skin was soft. Even the smell of her was soft.

  She might be deadly, but there was something interesting about the fact that she didn’t seem so in that moment.

  Which made him want to treat her delicately.

  Gently.

  “Mike and I are going to fuck you. At the same time.”

  Olivia nodded. “All right. But, both in the same spot, or one in each spot?”

  Mike snorted a laugh behind her, and Chase couldn’t help but smile at that, his hands sliding up and down her bare arms. “We’re starting slow, we’ll do one and one this time, we’ll work up to two in one, eventually.”

  Mike handed him one of the condoms. Chase felt a little too close to a fumbling teenager when he snatched it from his hand.

  Olivia didn’t seem to mind. She smiled at him, her arms coming up to rest on his shoulders.

  “It’s kind of nice, knowing one of you is as nervous as I am.”

  “I...!”

  The first thought on Chase’s mind was to deny it. But he stopped himself. The look on her face was enough to prove she’d seen through him.

  He was full of shit, and if he denied it, she would know just how pathetic he was.

  Best to keep his mouth shut on that one. So he did.

  Chase cleared his throat. He couldn’t even look at Mike, just in case the bastard was smiling back at him. “Lift your hips.”

  Olivia’s face turned almost the same shade of red as her hair. She did as she was told.

  He felt her heartbeat spike when Mike slid up behind her and kissed her shoulder. Chase heard the clicking of the lube bottle and then heard Mike’s hands rubbing together, warming it up before he applied it on her.

  “You don’t have to be scared of us,” Chase said.

  “I’m not scared.” He believed her when she said it, even when her grip tightened on her shoulder in reaction to Mike rubbing the lube on her.

 

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