Leah's Triplet Mates (13 page)

“I–I—”

She made a gargled sound as Bram thrust his cock deep into her throat, holding her head back for maximum reach. Then her body shook again, and Saxon relaxed his control. The moment he let go his dick exploded, shooting stream after stream of cum deep into her ass. Again and again he came, harder and for longer than ever before.

By the time Saxon opened his eyes, Bram had pulled his cock out of Leah’s mouth and Bram’s cum was trickling down her chin. He knew Hardy had come. He’d felt the power of his brother’s release, even as his own had been raging through him.

It was all just more evidence that she was their mate. They had to tell her. They had to bite her and claim her before anyone else discovered her. She belonged to them. Never had he come so hard or so much, never had his fangs descended when he fucked a woman, never had he wanted anyone with the deep desperation with which he wanted Leah. She was his. Nothing could change that. Actually claiming her might be difficult, but he would solve that problem. And soon.

He lifted her off his dick, handing her to Bram. “Let’s get cleaned up.”

Bram and Hardy led the way to the bathroom while Saxon picked up the rube of gel. He’d need to pack her ass with the soothing cream so she wasn’t too sore tomorrow. Or, better yet, Hardy could do that. He’d already had his fingers and his dick in her hot, tight little ass. It was Hardy’s turn now, and Hardy ought to soothe where he’d whipped her as well.

Saxon smiled to himself.
I’ll watch as Hardy massages her ass. It’ll tell me how much she likes it. She enjoyed being fucked, but I need to know if she’s going to crave ass fucking. With three of us, it’s an important part of our life.

He had a moment of fear that she’d only tolerated the anal sex, not enjoyed it, then shook his head. No. She’d come damn hard and twice. She had to have enjoyed it. But still, it’d be good to watch her as Hardy touched her. It’d tell Saxon a lot about her.

Bram was kneeling in front of her, removing the nipple clips and clit clamp. Bram had a look of bliss on his face as he sucked hard on her clit and then on each nipple. As he released each tiny clamp, Bram sucked long and hard on the bud, letting it fill with blood again.

Saxon handed Hardy the gel, and Hardy moved behind Leah, squirting lube into her ass and massaging it deep inside her. Leah had her eyes closed and her head tilted back, but she instantly widened her stance, letting Bram, in front of her, and Hardy, behind her, work on her clit and ass together.

Well, damn. She’s ripe for another orgasm. What a treasure. What a woman. What a mate she’ll make us.

Saxon reached for his dick and stroked it from root to tip, root to tip, as Leah shivered with pleasure.

Bram and Hardy had understood immediately. Bram was kneeling at her cunt, sucking her clit and nibbling her labia. He’d be tongue fucking her very soon. Hardy crouched behind her, three fingers in her ass as he fucked her there with his gel-coated fingers.

Leah’s face was split by a smile, and her knees wobbled as she thrust back onto Hardy’s hand and then forward onto Bram’s tongue.

Saxon pulled on his dick harder now, twisting his hand as he reached the tip, his gaze fixed onto Leah’s face. When she licked her lips, his cock jerked, and he knew he was about to come.

“Come now, Leah. Come for your Masters.”

Leah sighed and shook on their hands.

“Put her on the floor,” he ordered breathlessly.

Bram and Hardy lay her down, staring at him, and then understood. Saxon tugged on his dick harder now, and when cum spurted from him, he deliberately splashed it onto her face. Her eyes were closed, and she was his. His mate. It was time to mark her to claim her, even if he couldn’t bite her and make it official and binding yet.

Only seconds later, Hardy and Bram sent streams of seed over her body as well.

Saxon kneeled beside her. “You’re ours, Leah. You can never belong to anyone except us. One man will never be enough for you again. Do you understand? You’re ours.”

Leah did understand. Her body ached all over. Her ass was sore on the outside from the paddling and on the inside from the fucking. Her shoulders and calves were sore from stretching up in the chains. Her nipples and clit ached from being pinched in the clamps. Even her cunt was stretched and tender from being fucked so hard by such a big man and maybe because she hadn’t been fucked much in the past. But despite all that, she felt amazingly good.

Besides, Saxon was correct. How could one man possibly pleasure her as well as three had done? It wasn’t going to happen. Unfortunately, she wasn’t so inexperienced that she didn’t know she’d been stupid not to insist on condoms. She just hoped that because they were panther shape-shifters they couldn’t give her diseases or make her pregnant. She wasn’t too sure how she’d explain a baby to her parents. They were the type of people who expected a couple to be married before they had sex. And she meant a couple. Not a foursome.

Leah shook her thoughts off.

“I need to get washed and go home,” she said, stepping into the shower.

The three men crammed in with her.

“We need to talk about when we can be together again,” said Bram.

“Soon,” added Hardy, stroking his dick.

“When are you going to Detroit?” asked Saxon.

“It’s not settled yet, but likely Thursday. That’s the day that’ll make the fewest difficulties for Zoe to manage without Maia and me.”

“We’re coming with you,” said Hardy.

Leah sighed and shook her head.

“That’s not a good idea. Maia is the one who’s done the research about this. I’m just going with her because we feel the dealer will be more likely to take us seriously if there are two of us.

“He’ll take you even more seriously if we’re there as well,” said Bram.

“Well, we absolutely can’t do this in front of my sister.”

“We’ll think of a way around it,” said Saxon.

“No we won’t. I won’t have you corrupting her. It’s all very well for me to be addicted to ménage sex, but you aren’t to destroy her hopes and plans for a normal marriage and happy ever after. You have no idea how difficult it is for a preacher’s daughter to find a man who’s willing to date her, never mind a preacher’s daughter with no money or hope or earning any, who wants to stay at home and help her parents in their work.”

Saxon grabbed her arm and swung her around. “What do you mean? You’re ours. We’ve claimed you. You’ll get your happy ever after with us, and we’ll help your sisters find their happy endings as well.”

“When were you planning to tell me that you aren’t human? That you’re panthers or whatever you are. Shape-shifters anyway. And have you thought about what’s going to happen if there’s a baby? You didn’t wear condoms, remember?”

Leah turned to face them all. None of them looked worried or repentant or any of the things she expected.

Saxon just shook his head at her. “Until we bite you and claim you as our mate, there won’t be a child. But we’re ready to mate you as soon as you wish. We know we belong together, and you know it, too. How did you find out that we’re panthers?”

“We lived with a shape-shifter community once when I was small.” She didn’t say she’d overheard them talking. That would give too much away.

“Ah. I thought your parents seemed to understand when we met then the very first time,” said Hardy.

“So when will you mate us? We want to be together forever,” said Bram.

“You aren’t getting the picture here. My father is a minister of religion. My mother has worked at his side all their married life. No way will they accept me going off with three men and no legal marriage. Now, if you don’t mind, I need to get home. Since I met you, my sleeping time has been shot to hell. I have to be at the bakery early tomorrow morning.”

Leah washed herself quickly. It was strange. She loved the way the men had sprayed their seed all over her. It was incredibly erotic. But she had to wash it off before she went home. As for the tiny red lace panties, she’d need to put them somewhere her mom wouldn’t ever see them. Her mom might accept them as part of a trousseau, but certainly not on an unmarried daughter.

And she still hadn’t mended the pair of panties Hardy had slit into two pieces. Damn. She needed a few hours at home to catch up on her chores. And sleep. She’d be lucky to be home by midnight.

Leah got dressed and turned to the door. All three of the men were still half-naked, staring at her.

“What?” she asked.

“You get dressed awfully fast,” said Hardy.

“What, you didn’t hear me say I wanted to get home and catch a few hours’ sleep?”

“We heard all right. We just didn’t expect you to move so fast. Don’t worry. We’ll be right there.”

Bram threw on his clothes while Leah watched, shaking her head. Saxon was the only one who took the time to lace his boots properly. She hoped he was going to be driving again, not one of the others with dangling bootlaces.

Bram held the passenger door open for her, and Saxon did take the driver’s seat. She knew the way home now, and it wasn’t all that far. Once they reached the freeway, it was an easy drive, especially this late at night.

Hardy tapped her on the shoulder. “Please put your cell phone number in my phone so we can call you.”

She accepted his cell phone and handed hers to him. By the time she got it back, all three numbers were in it. She couldn’t help smiling. They really were determined to keep in touch with her. It was just a damn shame this could never lead to anything permanent. They were totally correct when they said one man would never be enough for her now that she’d experienced the ultimate pleasure of three men possessing her body simultaneously.

“We’re probably going to have to work the next few days, but we’ll absolutely be in touch before Thursday to help you plan the trip to Detroit. Hopefully, we’ll be there Monday morning to help shift the pews, but that depends on our business arrangements,” said Saxon.

She stared at him. “Your business. You haven’t exactly explained what you do.” At that moment, she remembered them standing by the back fence at the fucktard’s house, and then chasing her, and again in the car saying they were unemployed. “Wait a minute. You said the company you work for buys and sells collectible items. Small items. You wouldn’t acquire them with a five-finger discount, would you?” she asked, suddenly suspicious.

“What’s a five-finger discount?” asked Bram.

Hardy snorted and tried to cover it with an unconvincing cough.

“She means, are we thieves?”

“Whatever gave you that idea? We didn’t jump over someone’s back fence with a mesh bag holding stolen goods,” said Saxon.

“No. However you did just happen to be right there when I jumped, and there were no outraged screams to call the police or attempts to dial 9-1-1 when we met either.”

Bram sighed. “She’s got you there, big brother.”

“The company has an extremely honorable, law-abiding reputation,” said Hardy.

“It’s just got this itsy bitsy teensy weensy side business in repossessing misappropriated goods,” added Bram.

“Don’t misunderstand us. We’ve worked for the government tracking down lost laptops and such as well,” added Saxon.

“Hasn’t the government got the secret service to do that sort of thing?” Leah asked.

“If a laptop was left in a taxi or on a train or bus, it’s much better for one of us to go looking for it than to advertise that it might have secret documents on it,” explained Saxon.

That did make sense, and she believed him, but likely it wasn’t the full story. “It’s good to know that you’re even worse than me.”

“That’s why we’re coming to Detroit with you. We can protect you,” said Bram.

“We’ll be going in two cars in that case. Maia and I in our car and you three in your own car.”

“Jeez, I hope our car is fixed by then. The mileage we’d have to pay to use this one would be shocking,” said Bram.

“Isn’t it on loan from the repair company?” Leah asked, surprised that they had to pay mileage.

“Yes, but we’re not supposed to do more than a certain number of miles per week in it,” said Hardy.

“So don’t come then. Problem solved.”

The car stopped in the church parking lot, and Leah stepped out. In seconds, all three men surrounded her.

“We’ll be there. Don’t go without us. Promise me?” demanded Saxon.

“I promise to tell you when we’re leaving. If you won’t behave or aren’t available, I don’t promise to wait for you.”

“That’s fair,” said Hardy.

“It is.” Leah waved good-bye to them, wishing she dared kiss them, but the parking lot of a church hardly seemed a good place for a kiss. She hurried down the sidewalk and into the parsonage, flicking a glance back over her shoulder to see all of them still standing there.

I hope they come on Monday. I’m going to miss them until I see them again.

And that was a surprising thought. She’d only known them what? Three days? Four? It seemed like a lifetime, and she hated not knowing when she’d see them again.

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