Chapter 68

Rey gasped as the morning chill brought her awake. Tristian and Rune weren’t next to her, and she blinked her blurry eyes looking for them. The old barn smelled of musty hay and the earthy after-rain scent, reminding her even with the recent warming it was still springtime in Wisconsin. She shivered.

The smallest mewling cry brought her attention to the center of the barn. All she could see was a pale shoulder and long blonde hair.

“Bianca?” Rey whispered.

She noticed the belt and flannel shirt she’d used as a makeshift dress folded on a nearby hay bale. Dressing quickly, Rey stood and stretched. Sleeping rough left her sore, but the day after the full moon gave her energy.

She stepped over several sleeping members of the town pack who’d helped the night before. They’d lost two, but none of her people had died. Today was new, but yesterday’s loss was fresh. Her throat tightened.

When Rey moved closer, Law looked up at her and put his finger to his lips. She nodded. He held his wife and infant son. Bianca’s head was pillowed on Law’s arm, and the very human-looking baby was wrapped up in a red and white checkered shirt as he nursed. The family lay covered with a canvas tarp for added warmth.

Rey let out a relieved huff. “Thank God.”

Smiling up at Rey, Bianca teared up. “He’s perfect,” she whispered. “I was so terrified. Meet Justin Foster.”

“Hi, Justin,” Rey cooed softly as she knelt next to her cousin and his family. “I’m so glad he’s not trapped as a cub. How are you feeling?”

“Alive. Everything is so much…more. You know?”

“I know. Welcome to the pack, really, you’re completely one of us now.”

“I don’t know if it’s hormones from my pregnancy or the wolf in me, but my emotions are so much stronger that I’m a little scared.”

“Being a werewolf is something to get used to, but it’s not all bad. I promise you’ll get used to it.”

Bianca’s eyes suddenly widened, and she brightened. “Oh. Congratulations on your mate—ings. I knew one of them would snare you. Eventually. I’m glad you didn’t have to pick. I’ve never met two men closer than those twins. When they checked in on us, Rune said to tell you they would meet you at the common house. Your mates are helping gather the bodies and didn’t want to wake you.”

Law cleared his throat. “You tell them they’re in deep shit. They didn’t come to me for approval. I’m not only your alpha, but I’m your last male relative. They totally snubbed the old ways.”

Rey bit her lip. If Law wanted to, he could banish her mates. How the hell do I fix this? Fear made it hard to think. The urge to protect the brothers roared to life inside her.

Grinning, Law shook his head. “I like them. I’ve always known they were sniffing around you, cousin. I always thought it would come down to one of them winning you and there being bad blood between them. This isn’t conventional, but since I know what a handful you are I can see the blessing. You having two men to keep you out of trouble might make my life easier.”

Rey stuck out her tongue. Then she leaned over and hugged Law awkwardly, trying not to squish Bianca and the baby. Bianca chuckled. A loud snore cut her amusement short. As Rey backed away, Bianca looked around at the sleeping men; a few stirred.

Randal sat up. He rubbed his eyes and looked down at his sleeping wife. Bianca’s attention fixed on Kloe and her brows drew together. Her lower lip trembled.

Rey put her hand on Bianca’s bare shoulder. “It’ll be okay. Now that she knows the truth you can rebuild your friendship. She loves you, so don’t assume she’ll stop just because you’re different now. She can start to understand why you had to pull away.”

“Is that the pack bond or am I just that obvious?” Bianca grumbled.

“A little of both, I think.” Rey smiled. “But keeping your emotions private gets easier with time. Speaking of time, did Chessa know you were pregnant?”

Bianca shook her head. Worry emanated from her like a thick fog.

Rey shrugged. “The kid might surprise you. Having a little brother might be what she’s always wanted.”

Law kissed his wife’s cheek. “Having a son is what I’ve always wanted. You’re an amazing woman. I never thought my human wife would give me a born-wolf son.”

“He’ll be a great alpha someday, just like his dad.” Rey spoke from the heart. “Thank you for accepting that I took both brothers as my mate.”

“When it comes to love…” Law paused to gaze down at Bianca and his nursing son. “It just shows up and changes everything. Last night the moonlight brought us all our destiny. I might be your alpha, but I’m your cousin first. I want you to be happy. You never follow rules, so why start now?”

Bianca turned her head and kissed her husband tenderly. “I love you,” she muttered as she pulled back, turning to look up at Rey. “Speaking of love, hurry home and enjoy yours.”

Rey nodded. The advice was good. She touched the baby’s tiny blond head gently before she stood. “See you later.”

* * * *

When Reylin got to the common house, it was deserted. She rushed up to her bedroom, planning to take a quick shower. When she opened the door, her mates were sitting on the bed, waiting.

“Take off your clothes,” Tristian demanded. His tone was strained. His angst was tangible.

Rey’s body immediately responded to her man’s desire. His lust hit her psyche through the bond. After everything they’d been through in the past twenty-four hours, she needed them as much as they needed her.

“Geez, bro.” Rune laughed. “I want her naked too, but relax a bit. She’ll take off those damn clothes when she’s ready. Our girl doesn’t take orders well.”

Their girl. She liked the sound of that. Tristian was the one who always seemed in sync with her, but Rune was catching up.

She grinned. “Damn right, but I happen to like this order.” Reylin unbuckled the belt first. It fell to the floor. Then she began unbuttoning the man’s shirt she’d been wearing for a dress. “I hate having the smell of this strange male on me. The next time I want to wear men’s clothing, I’m raiding your closets.”

Rune chuckled. “Well, let’s hope the next time we have to run as the wolf we have something of our own stashed. I’m not really thrilled to be wearing a strange dude’s pants.”

“I bet his ass didn’t look half as good as yours does in them.” Rey winked and unbuttoned another button. She was going slow on purpose. Tormenting Tristian was fun. He needed her so much she ached with him. He’d have her first. She felt Rune’s understanding. This connection the twins shared and let her in on was as handy as it was unnerving.

Naked under the shirt, when she let the fabric fall to the floor she shivered. The room was chilly. They weren’t going to make it to some romantic getaway like Tristian wanted because the need to consummate the mating was long, long overdue. Washing away all the death with the purity of love-making felt right. Her pussy ached to be filled with both her mates. The possibilities were exciting. Her desire perfumed the air, and through the bond, she felt the moment they smelled her heat and responded to her yearning.

Rune leaned in and kissed her. She didn’t pull away. His hot, muscular body warmed her. The kiss was meant to be. They’d been waiting too long. She smiled against his lips, and he moaned, deepening the kiss. She opened for him to slip his tongue inside her mouth. He explored her. His skilled lips made her sigh, and she groaned with disappointment as he pulled away to touch her face. His expression was a mixture of wonder and fear.

“I dream of you every night,” Tristian said, standing beside his brother. “You torment me. My wolf wants to claim you, but also to share you. I take your consent as mating. You will be mine—ours.”

Rune put her hand in his. “Ours.”

A light breath escaped Reylin’s lips. This is happening. She couldn’t—wouldn’t fight fate another minute. “Yes.” A whisper was all she could manage.

Rune pulled her against him tight. His erection pressed against her hip. He stared into her eyes again. “What are you doing to me? I feel like I could fight a pack alone. I want to take you away and keep you just for us, safe from danger, and naked.” He brushed her lips with his again once, twice, gently, before crushing his mouth to hers in a brutal kiss that left them both panting.

Tristian chuckled beside them. “I like the idea of keeping her naked somewhere.” He pulled his shirt off and dropped the fabric before stepping closer to caress her hair as she kissed his brother. The sensation made butterflies flutter in her stomach.

Sexy jerks! Reylin tried not to give in, but joy bubbled up, and she laughed against Rune’s mouth. He growled and kissed her harder. Her laughter turned into a groan as he pinched her nipple. Hating how easily she gave in, she arched against his palm, wanting more. He pinched harder, and she gasped. Tristian stepped behind her and massaged her shoulders, making her sigh with pleasure.

Rune stepped away, but only far enough to pull the tight fabric of his black t-shirt over his head.

“I can’t think straight.” Panting, she tried to slow her racing heart.

Tristian pulled her into his arms, and she kissed him with everything she had. She watched Rune watching her kiss his brother. This is so fucking hot. Her arms wrapped around Tristian’s neck as she tangled the fingers of her right hand in his shaggy hair, but her left hand slid down his chest into the thin patch of wiry hair between his nipples. She followed the trail down to his belly button. The ab muscles under her hand rippled. Never breaking eye contact with Rune, she grinned against Tristian’s mouth as she tugged his leather belt loose and his jeans dropped to the floor. He stopped kissing her and stepped back.

Reylin bit her lip. Commando. His tall, muscular body fueled her lust.

Tristian dropped to his knees in front of her. He brushed his mouth against her left hip, then her right, before dropping a long, tender kiss against her mound. The flash of lust in his eyes was unmistakable, and her cheeks burned. Rune cupped her breasts as his brother undressed her. The pads of Rune’s fingers brushed her nipples as he took her breasts in his hands. He stroked them until she groaned and arched into his touch. Then his fingers moved to skim her sides before his palms rubbed against her back.

Tristian licked between her folds, flicking her cliterous with his tongue. She jerked, gasping. Tristian began working the nub furiously, and she dug her nails into his shoulders as excitement caused her pussy to tighten. She held on as he tormented her until he had her wet and needy. Then he finished removing her clothing and left her standing there trembling. Her knees were weak and her body tensed with unfulfilled desire.

Rune pulled her close, and his erection pressed against her belly. Tristian knelt next to her legs. Rune ran his hands over her flat stomach before he lightly skimmed her hips. She moaned as he brushed her mound, and then his thick fingers caressed her labia, parting the folds and finding her wetness. When he gently rubbed her clit, she cried out. Rune cupped her ass cheeks before sliding his hand up her back.

Tristian moved her leg so he could kneel between her legs. Reylin could smell her own desire and she could see the men did too as they gazed at her with the most intense lust she’d ever seen.

Reylin reached out and took Rune’s length in her hand. He was hard, and the velvet sensation of his skin in her palm was silken steel. Both men had beautiful cocks, but Rune was a little thicker. She stroked him in a slow rhythm and pulled a growl from low in his chest. Grinning, she relished her newfound power as she watched his eyes half-close and darkened. Rune pulled her close, fast, as he groaned with pleasure. She moaned against him as he controlled the kiss.

Tristian began loving her pussy with his mouth. Sensations drown her in waves of pleasure. Rune’s fingers tangled in her hair when he clutched her head, holding her steady. He wrenched his mouth away from hers and stared deeply into her eyes. Her breath caught in her throat. His mouth went to her right breast, and he kissed her nipple reverently before drawing on it and sucking hard.

She arched her back. “Rune!”

Reylin tightened her grip on Rune with careful precision. He sucked in a breath and let it out with a groan that was almost a sigh. She explored his erection and sac with her fingers. Tristan never stopped pleasuring her, and she shivered as he raked his teeth gently over her clit. She closed her eyes and rubbed her hand faster up and down Rune’s length.

Rune moved to devour her left nipple. He drew the nub in, then released. She cupped his sac, and Rune inhaled in a quick breath. Reylin kissed his neck before lightly nipping his earlobe.

Reylin howled as Tristian drew her clit between his teeth at the same moment Rune sucked hard on her nipple. She arched as her pussy convulsed, so close to orgasm tears prickled her eyes.

“I want you right here and right now.” Her voice strained with raw need.

Tristian growled as he stood, and the sound was almost menacing.

Rune pulled away just long enough to pick her up and gaze into her eyes. “There is no going back from this. When you give yourself to us, you are ours.”

Reylin nodded fiercely and bit her lip. “How can you doubt that I want what we could have after today?” She didn’t know what to do with the emotions simmering inside; tears rolled off her cheeks as he lay her down on the blanket. His spicy scent surrounded her, and her mouth went dry.

Tristian’s eyes were an inferno of emotion. “Make us whole.”