Nineteen

Wes winced as Doc Henderson finished stitching his gunshot wound. Jake had already been doctored up, his shifter healing already kicking into overtime. By morning, there would barely be a scar.

Doc Henderson, his shaggy gray hair constantly falling into his eyes as he stitched Wes up with his pudgy fingers, squinted at the procedure he performed as opposed to using the glasses that perched on his forehead. Wes grunted as the needle went into his flesh again. “Will you put your glasses on, please,” he seethed through gritted teeth.

Doc Henderson made a clucking noise with his tongue against his teeth. “Stop being a baby,” he said with a shake of his head. “Some big grizzly you are. You whine like a little cub. Now, sit still while I finish this.”

Noel giggled beside him while Jake just chuckled and shook his head. Wes just glared at the doctor.

Another forty minutes, and the three of them left the good doctor behind and finally headed home in Jake’s truck. Noel sat in the middle, which left Wes to stare out the window. They headed to Jake’s cabin, not his. His cabin was missing part of the back wall. He sighed. He wasn’t ready to go home—to a new home—just yet. He turned to face the others. “How about we swing by Everglades first?” he suggested. “I could go for a drink.”

Jake nodded, a grin spreading across his face. “I’ll second that. Besides, the only thing waiting back at home is a lot of unpacking.”

“And my mother,” Noel said with a sigh. “This definitely calls for a drink.”

Ten minutes later, they pulled into the empty parking lot of Everglades. The bar needed a few more days before it could be officially reopened, but that didn’t mean Wes couldn’t enjoy the solitude of the place before then.

Jake parked in front of the main doors, and once he turned off the engine, Wes helped Noel out of the truck, taking her in his arms for a moment as he did. He held her tight against him, his hands pressing into her back as he inhaled the scent of her; the fears that had gripped him just a few short hours ago finally flooded through him. “I thought I was going to lose you,” he whispered in her ear.

He felt her return his embrace as she nuzzled into his neck, laying her head on his shoulder. “I knew you would be there to save me,” she assured him. She then pulled back and glanced over at Jake, Wes following her gaze with his own. “With both of you there, I knew nothing could hurt us too badly.” She glanced back at Wes. “The three of us can accomplish anything as well as face anything. I have no doubts about that.”

Wes leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips. “Neither do I,” he said as he pulled away. Gripping her hand, he led her to the front door, Jake quickly stepping in beside them.

“Too bad Jeremiah Prescott didn’t go down with his grandson,” Jake said as Wes unlocked the door to Everglades. “The man must elicit some type of fear for his grandson to take the fall for him.” Isaac Prescott’s bail had been revoked, and he now faced serious felony charges, not the least of which were kidnapping and attempted murder.

Wes opened the door to the bar and held it open for the others. “Something tells me we haven’t seen the last of Jeremiah and his Order of Wardens.”

Noel passed him on her way inside the bar, patting his paunch belly as she did. “At least we know he’s here and can be better prepared. I’m sure Dimitri and Chet will keep a close eye on him.”

They made their way to the bar, Wes and Jake sliding onto stools as Noel offered to fix the drinks, stepping behind the bar as she did. Wes leaned forward with his forearms on the bar, his hands clasped together. Bane and his coyotes were bad enough; Bull Creek did not need another hate group moving in and taking up residence.

Noel poured whiskey for the men and then fixed herself a rum and Coke.

Wes watched her, concern for her filling him. Even with Jake being stabbed, and him shot, she had suffered the most, forced to shift without warning or assistance. He hated that he hadn’t been there for her. “How are you doing?” he asked. “You know,” he gave a weak shrug, “now that you’ve shifted and all. I know it wasn’t the best time for your bear to make an appearance.”

“Yeah, I bet it was scary as hell,” Jake said as he leaned on the bar. “Even knowing what you do, it’s still a shock when it actually happens.”

Noel gave a slow nod as she dumped ice in the glasses. “Terrifying to be honest,” she said. “Although, I think my nerves were too strung out back then to even know what was really happening. My bear growled a few times in the house when that guy hit me, but when Isaac stabbed Jake, my animal just tore loose. It took everything I had to keep it from killing that kid.”

Wes reached over, taking her hand in his and kissing her knuckles. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there.”

“Hell, I was there, and I still couldn’t do anything to help,” Jake said. “I’m sorry about that. Truly.” He gave her a proud smile. “I think you did great, however, if it matters.”

She smiled at him. “It matters. Thank you.” She squeezed Wes’ hand. “Thank you both.”

When Noel finished fixing the drinks, she remained on the other side of the bar, holding herself up with one hand as she held her drink in the other. Wes stared down at his drink, the tension from the day starting to ease from his shoulders.

Jake picked up his glass, lifting it into the air in a toast. “To the three of us and the future,” he said. “I’m looking forward to this new journey and what we will accomplish together as a triad.”

“To us,” Wes said, also lifting his glass.

“To the future,” Noel added.

Once they all took a long swallow of their drinks, Wes noticed the pinched expression on Noel’s face. “What’s wrong, little elf?”

She shrugged. “Just thinking about all the changes in our lives over the past few days. I can’t believe we’re doing this, that both of you allowed it.”

Wes reached over and gripped her hand in his. “There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you, little elf. My bear wasn’t going to allow you out of his sight. Although, after seeing you in your bear form, I may need to change your nickname.” He gave her a playful wink.

Noel laughed, smiling over at him.

“Nor mine,” Jake added. “We’ll have some adjustments, sure, but after everything we’ve faced, I’m sure there isn’t anything we can’t figure out, including how to make this relationship work.”

Noel just grinned at them, bouncing her eyebrows playfully. “It does seem a bit unfair,” she said. “I mean, I get two hard cocks, two mouths, and two sets of hands, and all you two get is little ol’ me.”

Wes grinned. “Sounds like you’re the unlucky one. You have to do the work of two women to satisfy us now.”

Jake slid out of the stool, taking another swig of his whiskey as he did before setting the glass back on the bar. He walked around the mahogany bar, a mischievous grin on his face as he made his way to Noel. “Yeah, I see a lot of overtime in your future.”

Noel’s eyes widened as he approached. “Hey now, let’s think this…” Jake cut off the rest of her sentence with a kiss, his tongue probing her mouth as he tasted her, his hands grabbing her ass and lifting her into the air and onto the bar.

Wes reached for her shirt and pulled it off over her head, tossing it carelessly to the floor as Jake unsnapped her bra. “Thinking is kind of time consuming, don’t you think?” Wes teased as he pushed her down onto the bar. “Wouldn’t you rather we be men of action, instead?”

Jake leaned over, running his tongue over her nipple, sucking it into his mouth, bringing a moan from her lips. “Yes,” she said. “Oh, definitely yes. Men of action.”

Wes leaned over and kissed her other nipple, sliding a hand down her stomach to slip inside of her pants to search out her swollen clit. Noel gasped as he pressed down on her pearl, twirling her clit in small circles. Lifting his head, Wes asked her, “Is this the type of action you were thinking?” He then lowered his mouth to her nipple again.

“Oh god, yes,” she groaned, sliding a hand behind both of their heads.

As Wes toyed with her hard bud, he felt Jake opening Noel’s jeans, heard her zipper being slid down, the pressure holding his hand in place lessening. Wes slid a finger between her folds, dipping it down until he found her entrance and slipped his finger inside. Noel shoved her hips up to meet his hand, moaning as she wiggled on the bar.

Jake started sliding Noel’s pants down her legs and off. Wes lifted his head from her nipple, glancing down at her, his eyes twinkling, his hand still buried between her legs. “You look gorgeous up on this bar, naked, open.”

She gripped the back of his head, taking a fistful of his shaggy hair in her hand. “God, you two know how to make a girl feel amazing.” She wiggled her sex on his fingers, humping his hand. “This is a little one-sided, though.”

“Oh, we can fix that,” Jake said, taking her hand and lifting her into a sitting position as Wes slid his fingers out of her sex. Jake then walked back around the bar, taking her hand again as Wes took her other one. Together, they helped her down from the bar and carried her over to a table and spread her out on top.

Noel laid there, totally naked, as she watched her mates strip, their cocks already rock hard. Once Jake was free of his clothing, he moved up to her head, his hand sliding over her dark hair. Wes watched as the other man guided Noel’s mouth to his cock. Noel licked the head, a strand of Jake’s pre-cum stretching from the tip of his cock to her tongue. Noel then swallowed the other man’s shaft, taking him all the way into her mouth as she started to suck him off.

Wes watched the others for a moment and then moved down to where Noel’s ass hung at the edge of the table. He gripped her legs, spreading them as he placed them on his chest. With one hand, he guided his cock to her pussy, sliding the head up and down between her folds allowing her wetness to act as his lube.

Noel took her mouth away from Jake’s cock long enough to glance down at Wes. “Please,” she groaned. “I need it, need your cock.”

Wes winked at her as he thrust balls deep inside of her, burying his throbbing shaft in her slick channel, making her gasp. She grinned at him and then returned to sucking Jake off, one arm wrapped around the other man as she gripped his ass. With her other hand, she toyed with her nipple, massaging her breast as she concentrated on the two cocks penetrating her. Jake reached down and lightly pinched her other nipple as he held her head.

Wes continued to pound into Noel, his fingers digging into her legs as he held her to him. The sound of his hips slapping against her ass mixed with the slurping noises from her sucking Jake’s cock, her body jiggling on the table as the two men pleasured her.

It didn’t take long before Jake grunted, gripping her head tight as he emptied himself into her mouth. Noel swallowed everything he fed her, her head slowing as he came inside of her. When the man finished, Noel slid her mouth from his cock, licking the excess drops from the tip of his shaft before lying back on the table and surrendering to Wes’ thrusts, her sucking noises now replaced with her mewling noises of pleasure.

Wes pounded into her, his cock slick with her juices. He knew it wouldn’t be long before he filled her with his own passion.

“Oh god,” she cried out, her eyes going wide. “Yes! Oh god, Wes!” Her body started to shake as she lifted her head, shoving her hips up to meet each of his thrusts. Then she screamed, her orgasm shaking her body as she gripped the table under her, hitting the hard wood with her palm once as the sensations rocked her body.

Her pussy walls tightened around his cock, sucking it as her mouth had Jake’s cock. Wes felt his manhood twitch, and then he emptied himself into her as her orgasm gripped them both. Jake stood still, watching, a grin on his face as he toyed with her nipple still.

When their orgasms subsided, Noel collapsed back on the table, her chest rising and falling with her heavy breathing. She closed her eyes a moment as she tried to catch her breath, while Wes lowered her legs, his cock, slick with their sex, slipping from her soaked slit.

Noel glanced up at them, smiling as she nodded. “Yeah, definitely men of action. Lots and lots of action.”

Wes and Jake just laughed. “The nights will never be boring, I’m sure,” Jake said.

Wes just glanced at the others, his heart full, his life even fuller. Life didn’t always give you what you expected, but it sure as hell gave you what you needed, and Wes knew he needed the two beside him now. The future was changing, and it all looked to be for the better.

Noel reached out and took both of their hands, holding them tight, and smiling. Wes squeezed her hand tightly as he glanced at Jake and then back to Noel. They were a family, and their future was an uncharted adventure begging to be taken. He was ready for it, no matter what it brought them. Together, they would face it and soar into the happiness that was ready to be grasped with six hands.

*The End*

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