Trapped Between Two Alphas (14 page)

“I’m
sorry to bother you. I thank you for taking my mate and me in. I was wondering
if I could use the phone,” John asked.

“How
are you feeling?” Matt didn’t answer the man’s questions.

“I
feel like a failure. I watched what those animals did to my woman. I failed to
protect her, and I gave up so many packs. I’m responsible for all the pain.” John
bowed his head. The shame was coming off him in waves.

“You
did what any male would do when his mate was in trouble. I don’t hold you
responsible. Daniel has been worried about you. I’ll leave you to make your
call in private. Until you’re ready to leave our home is your home.” Matt stood
putting his hand on John’s shoulder. “Your health and that of your mate are our
only priority.”

Kris
closed the door behind them.

“Where
is Cynthia?” Matt asked.

“She’s
down with his mate. The woman is not speaking, and I’ve not asked for her
name.” Kris shrugged. “We’ll never know what was done to her.”

“The
diary that Frank kept explained everything. They tortured her for hours the
first time until he gave up the whereabouts. John was the one to tell the
hunters about our parents.”

Kris
gasped staring at the door. “I can’t hate him. Everything he did was to protect
his woman.”

“Whatever
happens now any hunters I find will be killed
instantly.
I will not risk my pack or my mate.”

They
stopped talking as Cynthia walked up the stairs. She closed the door. “She
wants John when he’s made the call.”

“How
is she doing?” Kris asked going to her.

“She’s
hurting. It kills her to know what happened. Her body was able to heal when
John fed her some of his blood. I think it will depend on how strong her mind
is.”

Cynthia
moved away going toward the front door. Kris went with her as did Matt. Her
arms folded over her chest as she gazed up at the sky. The full moon was less
than a week away.

They’d
agreed to cement their mating at the full moon. For now Kris was happy to have
her in his arms when they went to bed.

“I
feel them. I feel the pack in my veins. They like me.” She chuckled turning to
face them. “Do you feel it?”

Kris
nodded. “We feel everything. When you turn in wolf form you’ll hear their
thoughts, and you’ll be able to talk to them without saying words.”

“Like
you both did at the compound?”

Matt
laughed. “We’ll be able to do it without turning into a wolf. We’re all
connected and don’t require our wolf forms to talk.”

“That
could be a bit freaky,” she said, laughing.

“Or seriously wonderful.
Whenever
you want one or both of us you just need to demand it in thought, and we’ll be
there.” Kris wrapped his arms around her waist. The flesh of her body melded
against his. He’d never grow bored of the feel of her fuller curves. She was
all
woman
, and he intended to explore every inch of
her.

“What
will you do with the house?” she asked.

“We’ll
leave it so if one of our pack members mates with a human they can have a house
to themselves.”

She
let out a sigh.

“What’s
the matter?” Kris asked.

“My
past is going to end. Dr. Martin needs to be made aware of my death. I don’t
want him looking for me.”

“We’ll
take care of it. You’re our woman, Cynthia. The future is whatever you want to
make it.”

****

Cynthia
leaned against Kris as Matt took her hand. The moment all three of them were
joined she felt the connection flowing through her veins. She didn’t know how
to go on living without her two men.

“I
love you,” she said.

“And
we love you.” Matt kissed her lips making her chuckle.

She’d
written a letter explaining her final moments to Dr. Martin. Her inner thoughts
told him how she’d finally found love with Matt and Kris. Her men agreed to
take the letter to him. The decision had come to her while holding the
distressed mate in her arms. Her future was with two men and the pack she
intended to lead.

Nothing
would make her happier than living with them. They filled her blood with so
much yearning, and they’d given her a new lease of life.

They
took her hand leading her up to their bed chamber. She went willingly. They’d
agreed no sex until their claiming. She was nervous but excited at the thought
of belonging to her two men.

Matt
and Kris were her world. They’d saved her from death and had offered her a life
being their woman.

She
lay back against the pillow, smiling. What more could she ask from life? Two
men, two alphas, adored her.

Epilogue

 
The moon was full in the sky. Cynthia gazed
out of the window staring at the glow. She felt powerful, and staring down at
her arms she witnessed the strain in her muscles. The wooden window frame
shattered in her hands. The glass rained down on the ground below. Her pack
looked up and smiled. Most of the men turned into wolves and disappeared into
the forest.

“We’re
going to need to get a new window now. You really don’t know your own strength,
do you, baby?” Kris caught her chin in his hands, dropping a kiss to her lips.

She
growled at him pulling the few splinters from her hand. “It’s easy for you to
say. You’ve been strong most of your life. I haven’t.”

Matt
walked into the room draping the curtain across the door. In a fit of temper
she’d slammed the door. The door had broken in two, and few of its hinges had,
too. The pack was usually present during a mating ceremony. In the light of
their privacy being hindered they’d agreed to hunt in the forest.

She
adored her pack for their consideration. The blush stained her cheeks when Matt
turned back to her with an evil grin.

“I’m
a little scared. What happens if she tears me in two with those claws?”

“Be
thankful you’re only in two. Look at the window and door she’s destroyed in the
past few days. You’re a strong one, Cynthia.” Kris leaned against her neck
inhaling her scent.

Since
she’d changed into a wolf Kris and Matt took it in turns to scent her skin.

“You
always smell so damn good,” he said.

Turning
to him she wrapped her arms around his neck. She loved both men dearly and
never wanted to hurt them.

“You
don’t think it is possible tearing you in two?” she asked, biting her lip.

Matt
chuckled. “I was kidding, baby. You may be strong, but we’re still alphas. You
won’t be able to hurt us.” He gave her his arms. “Try it. See if you can hurt
us.”

She
put her hand on his arm and squeezed. Nothing happened. Matt smiled at her. His
flesh was strong.

“You
can throw me across a room, but you can’t draw my blood, baby. I’m a man, and
I’m stronger.”

Cynthia
laughed, enjoying his teasing. She liked the fact he was stronger than she.
With his strength she felt protected, surrounded with their heat.

The
robe she wore was opened and pushed to the floor. Staring into their eyes she
felt their hands all over her body.

“You’re
so beautiful,” Matt said.

All
three of them moved to the bed. She pulled at the buckle of their jeans. Their chuckles
filled the air. Kneeling on the bed she waited for their clothes to hit the
floor. She was naked on the bed. Her pussy was on fire for them to claim her.

“Come
on, I’m dying here,” she said.

Kris
climbed on the bed first. His fingers sank into her hair, and he pulled her
close for a kiss. She fisted his cock and pumped the shaft several times. Matt
moved behind her. He pushed her hair out of the way kissing his mating mark.

Reaching
behind her she grabbed his cock pumping the shaft in time with Kris’s.

“She’s
such a fast learner,” Kris said. “I’m not going to last.”

The
heat of the moon pulsed in the sky. The answering fire pulsed in her veins.

“Fuck
me. Claim me. I need you both.”

Kris
moved to the head of the bed. “You’re going to sit on my cock, and then Matt is
going to fuck that tight little ass.” He sat down on the bed. His length
pointed up for her to sit on.

She
crawled up in his lap. Wrapping her hands around his neck she kissed him. Kris
ran the tip of through her slit. Moaning, she remained still as he finished.

“That’s
it, baby. Let me be in charge.”

Matt
ran his hand down her back as Kris entered her cunt. She closed her eyes
relishing the burn as he pushed all the way to the hilt.

“Steady,
baby. Matt’s going to get you ready.”

Fingers
pressed some cold lube to her asshole. Resting her head in the crook of Kris’s
neck she waited while Matt inserted two fingers.

When
she was well
lubed
, the head of his cock pressed
against her. Biting her lip she took several deep breaths.

“That’s
it, baby. Don’t tense on me. I’m almost in.”

Matt
pushed past the tight ring of muscles then pressed the last few inches inside
her.

She
gasped. Two rock-hard cocks were inside her.

“Fuck,
she’s tight,” Kris said.

Together
her men found a rhythm with her body. Kris pulled out as Matt pushed inside.
Not one part of her felt exposed. They were claiming her as their mate.

“We
take you, Cynthia Lewis, to be our mate.”

Their
teeth sank into her neck. The pleasure of the joining startled her. She gave herself
over to her men. Their touch ignited a fire inside her.

They
made love to her, Kris taking her pussy as Matt took her ass. Their growls
filled the room mixed with her pleasured gasp. The moment their seed filled her
body their mating would be complete.

She
felt the relief of the pack. The love they felt for her. Cynthia was connected
to Kris, Matt, and their pack. Her life would be devoted to caring for the men
and women who came to them.

“I
accept,” she said.

Her
orgasm taking over stopped any more words. They thrust one final time inside
her, and the heat of their semen filled her pussy and ass.

She
was their woman and their mate. Closing her eyes she allowed her relief to take
over. She’d done it.

****

Matt
held her in his arms. Her relief washed over him. He sensed every single
emotion filling her. She collapsed between them. Her eyes closed as sleep
claimed her.

Kris
stroked her hair.

“We
did it. She’s our woman and our mate.”

Smiling,
Matt pulled out of her ass. The snug fit called to him.

“There
was a point I didn’t think we’d get the chance to mate her.” Matt voiced his
concerns. The hunters were still out there. They had all agreed not to go searching
for them. Daniel and his pack would be coming by to take John and his woman.
The packs were moving as one. No way would someone risk losing their mate. Word
had travelled fast about what had happened to John. No one blamed him for the
information he had given. Any wolf in his position would give everything up for
their mate.

“How
do you think she’s going to handle being our queen?” Kris asked.

He
gazed down at the woman sleeping in their arms. “She’s going to love being in
control. Cynthia will make a good queen. She’s the best thing we’ve ever done.”

Matt
stroked her hair from her face.

“I’m
not asleep. Don’t start doubting me now, Kris. I’m here for the rest of our
lives.” She mumbled the words.

“You
need a bath.”

Matt
picked her up in his arms. She curled against him as Kris ran a bath. The bath
was big enough to fit all three of them inside.

When
the bath was filled Matt lowered her into the water then sat down behind her.
Kris moved in front of her. He held her hand as she reached for Kris’s. Matt
felt the need to be connected to her.

“I
wouldn’t dream of getting rid of you, Cynthia. You scared the shit out of me
when I thought you were dying,” Kris said. He kissed her lips then leaned back.

“You
have colourful language. It’s not fair. Why
am I
the
only one tired while you two still look ready to go again?” she asked.

Matt
could imagine the pout on her lips. He loved her pout. Her bottom lip protruded,
and it called for him to nibble on.

“Baby,
I didn’t have Matt’s hard cock up my ass,” Kris said. “He’s rather big.”

Matt
burst out laughing.

“He
is rather big, but he felt so good,” Cynthia said. Her words made his cock
thicken against her back. “He’s getting hard again.”