McKenzie, Cooper - Winter and His Twins [Welcome to Sanctuary 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) (9 page)

Winter was shocked immobile when Scott caught sight of him and raced across the room toward him. As the man raced toward him, his mates suddenly appeared beside him, making low, threatening growls deep in their chests. So completely focused on Winter, Scott did not appear to see or hear them.

“Ours,” the twins stated with no uncertainty.

“Winter, why did you leave town without telling me? I was so worried. I had a hell of a time tracking you.” Scott sounded frantic with worry, but Winter didn’t care. “I had to sleep in my car last night and then hiked forever to get here. You really were a naughty boy to run away like that. Now come on, let’s go home.”

“No,” Garrett and Hawk growled.

Scott hesitated long enough to glare at the twins. “Excuse me, I’m here for my boyfriend.”

At his condescending tone toward his mates, Winter moved through his shock and into disbelief. “You tracked me to Sanctuary? How the hell did you do that?” Winter’s normally nonexistent temper flared into flames. When Scott moved forward and didn’t stop a proper distance away, Winter held out his hand to keep him from coming even closer. When Scott pressed against his cast Winter took a step back to keep him at arm’s length. Out of the corner of his eyes he saw his mates move away and begin to strip off their clothes.

“Why would I go anywhere with you, now or ever? You beat me so bad the emergency room doctor wanted to put me in the hospital. You used me as your little fuck toy, not a boyfriend or lover. You called and expected me to race to you.”

Winter felt hot tears fill his eyes, but somehow kept them from falling. “You never, ever came to my apartment. You never wanted to be seen in public with me. And now you’ve somehow tracked me across the state and are standing here acting like
your
heart is broken. What the fuck kind of crazy person are you?”

“Of course I tracked you, pet. You’re my boy toy.” Scott’s expression shifted, and suddenly instead of worried and sorry, he took on a smug and superior air. “I have to keep track of my property. The second time you came to my apartment I put a GPS device in that messenger bag you carry with you everywhere. How do you think I could show up out of the blue when you were out walking? You really are stupid enough to think it was just coincidence, aren’t you?”

Realizing that Scott saw him as nothing but his own personal living sex toy, Winter’s anger exploded. But before he could throw himself at the man and beat him to a bloody pulp as he wanted, Scott’s attention was diverted.

“What the hell?” he screamed taking two steps back. “Those guys…They were there and then…they changed into dogs. What kind of shit is that?”

Two large blond wolfhounds stepped closer to Winter, angling themselves to protect their little mate. They growled as they kept Scott at bay.

“Shhh, loves. It’s all right. He won’t hurt me.” Winter ran his fingers up and down the dog’s necks as his anger eased. It helped to know that his mates would keep him safe from this man who was staring at him like he was crazy.

“These are my mates, and they want you here about as much as I do. Go away, Scott.”

“Your mates! But they’re dogs! You’re into fucking animals? You really are a freak, aren’t you!”

At Scott’s derogatory comment, Winter’s anger exploded. All he remembered later was throwing himself past the dogs and using one casted arm as a weapon to slam against Scott’s temple. After that, a red curtain of anger dropped over his memory, protecting him. When the veil parted, Scott was on the floor, barely conscious and bleeding from several wounds on his face and upper body. Hawk held Winter several inches off the ground with both arms wrapped securely around his middle.

Winter blinked and looked at a naked Garrett who knelt next to the injured man. “What happened?”

“Baby, remind me later never to piss you off,” Hawk said. He sounded like a proud papa and was grinning when Winter stared up at him. “I think Scott now understands that he needs to leave you alone and never come near this place again.”

“Did I do that?” He nodded toward his ex-lover.

“You just gave him a taste of what you went through,” Garrett said as he stood as Hawk set him down. The brothers then quickly dressed. “He’ll survive, but he won’t enjoy living for awhile.”

Just as they finished, the front and back doors opened at the same time, and several brothers rushed into the room. “What the hell’s going on in here?”

“Just dealing with a piece of trash,” Winter said. One last wave of anger pushed him to kick Scott in the side. The man on the floor moaned and rolled onto his side. “Go back to Charlotte and stay there. Next time you show up here I won’t take it so easy on you.”

With that he took his mates by their hands and walked away from Scott. As they passed the brothers, he looked at them. “Please make sure he makes it out of the valley and back to his car before we get back here to fix dinner,” he said.

Wide-eyed, the brothers nodded as they parted to make room for the trio. “No problem,” one of them said.

“We’ll take care of him, Winter,” another said.

Once on the front deck, Winter looked at his mates. “So, what else should we do this afternoon?”

“We thought we’d show you one of the most special places in the valley,” Hawk said as he wrapped an arm around Winter’s shoulders and led him off the deck and around the Wash House

“Okay,” Winter said easily.

“Are you okay for a little hike?” Garrett asked as he followed them.

“Sure,” Winter said quickly, not wanting them to think him weak.

They crossed the meadow and entered the tree line that surrounded Sanctuary behind the fortress. Garrett moved ahead to lead the way while Hawk fell back to bring up the rear.

After ten minutes Winter was breathing heavily, realizing that hiking in the mountains required a whole different set of muscles than strolling around town, but he refused to complain. He just gritted his teeth and continued putting one foot in front of the other. He was determined to follow Garrett up the narrow trail. He knew he was out of shape, but just a few minutes should not wear him out like this.

He had to stop several times, but his mates never complained. They waited patiently while he caught his breath. The trail had been leading steadily up the side of the mountain finally leveled out and entered a small clearing on the side of the mountain.

Trees had been cleared and a log gazebo sat in the center of the small clearing. It looked as if it had been there forever, the logs silvered with age and weather. The tin roof was painted bright green and blended in with its surroundings. Several painted rockers and Adirondack-style chairs populated the gazebo.

Winter didn’t look at his mates but headed straight for the gazebo. The bright yellow rocking chair nearest the steps called to him. After brushing off a few stray leaves he sat down and began to rock. As he looked out, the view from this perch high on the mountainside captivated him.

He could just see the meadow and building that comprised Sanctuary, but in lifting his eyes he saw mountains as far as the horizon. A cloudy haze softened the sharp edges of exposed granite on some of the mountains as well as the trees that grew wherever they could find purchase.

“Wow,” he breathed, amazed and impressed and overwhelmed by the natural beauty. “I wish I had my camera.”

“We’ll come back soon and you can take all the pictures you want,” Garrett assured him as he settled in a red chair on side of him.

Hawk pulled an apple green chair up to sit on his other side. “Welcome to our home. Welcome to Sanctuary,” he said.

Winter nodded, but couldn’t say anything in response. With blue skies overhead and the beauty laid out before them, words seemed inadequate. He watched as last fall’s dried leaves blew across the path. He watched birds circle overhead, riding the air currents. Time seemed to stop as they sat there. All thoughts of work and worry and being inadequate drained away.

As tension drained away, a gentle sense of peace took its place. After a few more minutes he wasn’t sure he could move, even if someone set his pants on fire. Closing his eyes he smiled as the adrenaline from his encounter with Scott drained away and left him with an intense need to express his joy at living.

Opening his eyes, he looked out at the beauty of the valley then from one man to the other. Standing up, he toed off his shoes. Then he began to dance around the gazebo as he awkwardly tried to strip his shirt over his head. “I’m horny and want to make love with my hot, sexy mates,” he said as he struggled, “but I think you’re going to have to help me.”

Chapter 12

After seeing Winter beat the shit out the interloper, Garrett knew his mate really was perfect for them. And now, watching him dance around as he tried to strip off his shirt sent heat surging through Garrett until all he wanted was to love the man until none of them could move.

Looking at Hawk, he saw his brother felt the same way. The next time Winter danced by, Garrett stopped him long enough to pull off his shirt. The next time he came within reach, Hawk opened his jeans and pushed them down far enough to free his cock before releasing him again. Winter continued dancing to the music only he heard. His sexy body drove Garrett’s arousal higher and higher until he had to have his man. Grabbing his arm he pulled Winter down to sit on his lap, then wrapped one arm around his back while his other hand reached down to begin playing with Winter’s cock and balls.

“Mmmm,” his mate moaned, leaning up and licking at his lips before kissing him.

Garrett’s breath caught when Winter shifted on his lap until he straddled his legs. Then he reached between them, opened Garrett’s jeans and gently eased his cock and balls out. Garrett heard Hawk moving around, but had no clue what his brother was doing. He growled, “Mine,” when Hawk gently untangled them and then lifted Winter from his lap.

“No, brother, ours. Why don’t we all get a little more comfortable?”

Shaking his head to clear the thick, lust-induced fog, Garrett saw that Hawk had pulled the futon mattress and blankets from the waterproof trunk and laid them out at the back of the gazebo, making them a bed to play upon.

Garrett stood, and by the time he crossed the few feet between his chair and the bed where Winter now lay naked and slowly stroking his cock, he had stripped off his clothes. He knelt on the edge of the mattress and just watched. Several heartbeats later, Hawk knelt on the opposite side of the bed.

Like their little mate, he took his cock in his own hand and began to stroke at the same slow, easy pace that Winter did. Hawk mirrored his actions so that all three of them were moving at the same speed. Seeing Winter play with himself was such a turn-on, Garrett wasn’t sure how long he’d be able to stay in control and not come.

“What do you want, sexy?” Garrett asked when he felt his orgasm ball up in his pelvis, just waiting to explode.

“I want to fuck one of you while the other fucks me. Can I do that?” Winter spoke in a breathlessly soft tone just louder than a whisper.

Thrills at Winter’s soft suggestion caused Garrett to shiver in response. He closed his eyes and lifted his hand from his cock to keep from spilling his seed all over his little mate, just barely holding himself together.

“Oh, shit,” Hawk ground out across from him, his voice deep and rough.

Garrett opened his eyes just in time to watch as every muscle in his brother’s body stiffened. Hawk then shot several ropes of pearly white fluid across Winter’s body.

Winter’s hand dropped to the base of his own cock where he gripped the shaft tight, obviously trying to keep from coming himself. “That was beautiful, Hawk,” he said, smiling softly, trying to comfort the man who looked upset that he’d peaked too soon. “Does that mean you like my idea?”

Hawk nodded, looking embarrassed. “I’d love to feel you in me at the same time Garrett’s in you. I’ve only done this once before, and don’t know what to do to prepare myself.”

Winter giggled and sat up, leaning in and kissing the big man. He reached into the pocket of his jeans and pulled out a butt plug. “Turn around, and I’ll prepare you while Garrett does me.”

Hawk blinked and looked shocked. Then he looked at Garrett. “You okay with this?”

Garrett nodded. “God, yes,” he groaned, his arousal building at just the thought of such a coupling.

* * * *

Embarrassed that he’d come so quickly, but finding himself getting turned on again by the thought of their little mate fucking him, Hawk turned and positioned himself on all fours.

He jolted when Winter ran his fingertips up and down his back before leaning in and kissing his left ass cheek as the plug coated with his own cum rubbed over his back hole.

“Relax, sexy,” he heard Garrett murmur at the same time he felt the plug slip into him.

He moaned as Winter pushed deep. Though he tried to keep from tensing up, the muscles of his ass clenched around the intruder anyway. He made a grumbly purring sound as Winter rubbed his other hand up and down his spine. When Winter began to slide the plug back and forth while twisting it.

Hawk dropped his head and chest to the mattress and just relaxed into the full feeling.

“Hawk? You okay?” Winter asked as he began to push back on the plug fucking in and out of his ass.