Chapter 69

In a split second, Reylin didn’t question herself anymore. He was right; if she didn’t accept this—them—they’d never be complete.

She didn’t resist as Tristian parted her thighs to drop a kiss just under her navel and look up at her for an infinite moment as they held eye contact. So much was expressed in the single look between them before his head dipped between her legs. She jerked with a start as pleasure coursed through her. His rough tongue slowly loved her clit while Rune showed her breasts more attention than any other man ever had.

Reylin’s hips jerked, but Tristian held her steady and continued. His hands clasped onto her sides, and he held her as his strokes became a rapid assault of sensation. Tristian pressed his face hard against her. The rough irritation of his stubbled face heightened her response.

Rune pulled his face away from her chest. Chilly air tightened her wet nipples. “I can smell how much you want us.” He uttered the words with a veneration that stole her breath and made her hotter.

Tristian kissed her inner thigh before lapping at her labia and mound. She squirmed under his ministrations, her face hot with both desire and nervousness. He loved her like a musician plays an instrument, with practiced care. Rune watched and she turned to look at him. He smiled wickedly and the heat in her cheeks became almost unbearable. Tristian nibbled on her clit in a rhythmic pain-pleasure that forced a long moan from her.

“More,” Reylin wailed.

Sensation built higher as Tristian worshiped her with his tongue. Each stroke pushed her farther than she’d ever gone before. When his tongue danced across her ass, she jerked with surprise. He chuckled and licked her again. This time she resisted the urge to wriggle away. He returned his attention to her needy clit and the ferocity of desperation left her panting. When he entered her with his fingers, his busy mouth moved faster. She shattered against his mouth, and her whimpers turned into cries. She turned her head to the side and closed her eyes tight as an intense wail of bliss tore from her.

Reylin panted as Tristian moved to lay beside her and rolled her on top of him. She straddled his hips. He took both her breasts into his hands and rolled her nipples gently between his fingers while gazing up at her face. His eyes widened as she worked herself onto him. He groaned as she began to ride his cock. His left hand stayed at her breast, but his right hand snaked down to find her clit. He rubbed her pleasure point as she slid up and down on his length. As she moved faster, he rubbed her harder.

“I can give you what you need, but first I have to know you’re ours.” Tristian’s gaze held hers. “Tell me you are our mate,” he demanded.

Sensation pushed her even closer to the edge. “Please, Tristian,” she begged.

“Tell me.”

“I accept your protection, both of your protections.”

Both men made a sound that was something between a growl and a sigh.

Reylin rolled her hips with Tristian inside of her. He moaned. His hips matched the rhythm she set, and he thrust deeply inside her core as she moved on him.

Reylin arched her back. “I’m so fucking close!”

“Come for us, baby,” Tristian said. His voice rumbled with a hoarse, desperate sound.

Reylin gazed down into his strained face, and when she came, she screamed. Moaning Tristian’s name, Reylin shook with the force of the pleasure coursing through her body.

Tristian’s hips bucked. His eyes closed. A long, purely male sound came from him and fueled her orgasm. Reylin had never come this hard before. She whimpered. Her eyes fluttered shut, and she arched her back. Tears leaked out of the corners of her eyes as she kept coming with a shudder; her passion was so blindingly intense she sobbed unintelligible sounds. Tristian roared with triumph as he released. He ran his hand up her neck and tangled his fingers in her hair as he pulled her head down and kissed her.

Tristian rolled Reylin onto her hands and knees and jerked her hips into position. Rune kissed her left ass cheek and thrust inside of her, taking her doggie style, and to her delight, the pleasure rekindled. He held her hips and took her rough—hard. Every thrust hit her at the perfect angle.

“I’m so close,” Reylin whimpered, thrashing under Rune.

Rune pumped into her harder, and another orgasm made Reylin squeal. Rune wrapped her hair around his hand and pulled her head back. She was pliable and submissive as he kissed her neck, and she howled with the force of her release. Her pussy clenched, and she bucked against him. Rune grunted. Everything felt so good. His passionate attention almost hurt as he kept going with relentless vigor. Reylin couldn’t stop her keening wail, a mixture of great pleasure and emotional overload, as she came.

Rune stilled. “Oh, Rey, baby!”

Her muscles gripped his cock, both of them sated with pleasure. A profound sense of security left her warm inside. Closing her eyes, Reylin breathed in their scents. I love them both.

“This feels so right,” Rune said as he collapsed next to her, pulling her down and holding her close. They looked at each other for a moment before he brushed his lips lightly over hers.

Reylin pushed the hair out of Rune’s eyes. “I don’t understand why I feel like this—like we’ve been together a thousand times. I’m usually nervous the first time I’m with a guy.”

“We’re the last guys you’ll ever been sleeping with,” Rune grumbled.

“Agreed,” Tristian said.

Reylin nodded. “With two of you to keep happy I’ll be too exhausted to go searching for a new mate.”

“Good! Now be a good woman and go make us a sandwich,” Rune teased.

Reylin punched him hard enough to leave a mark.

“Ouch! Geez, I’m kidding.” Rune rubbed his arm.

Tristian chuckled. “I felt that through the whole twin bond. Don’t piss her off.”

“Yeah, don’t piss me off. You go make me a sandwich,” Reylin ordered. Rune started to get out of bed. “Where are you going?”

“To make my woman a sandwich.”

“Get back here, I was kidding.”

Rune crawled back in bed and lay on the other side of her. He’d made her a sandwich, all right, and she was the filling. Rey smiled. Content. Whatever the future held, it would be awesome with two loving mates at her sides. For the first time in her life what the pack thought didn’t matter to her anymore. Rune and Tristian were her happy ending and her moonlight destiny.

$Epilogue Law held Justin on his lap while Bianca cleared the supper plates. The baby giggled at a face Kane made. Pearl, Kane’s wife, was still a little awkward with Bianca, even after all these months since the truth came out, but she smiled at the sight of Kane goofing off.

Chessa glared at Hayden. “Stop kicking Trax.”

“Hayden.” Pearl scowled.

The born teen glared at the bitten. Trax shrugged.

Ever since Hayden had found out Chessa was related to him he’d insisted she was too good to have a bitten as her boyfriend. Considering Hayden was only a month older than she was Chessa made it clear she didn’t need his ‘uncle’ guidance in matters of the heart.

The baby held out his hands to Kane. Bianca struggled with the desire to get to know her father and the urge to keep him away from her family.

“What would the boy like for his birthday? You do plan to have a party for him, don’t you?” Kane asked.

Justin reached for Kane’s goatee, and the old man laughed as he pulled the hair away from the baby.

“He’d like a new iPod,” Chessa teased.

Kane winked at her. Bianca had a strong feeling that when Kane showed up for the party he’d have a second gift with Chessa’s name on it.

Bianca frowned. Having Kane around was starting to become less strange, but he was still ruthless and dangerous, maybe even a little more since Justin was born. Law and Kane kept bumping heads over Kane’s regular advice and heavy-handed help. Now that Kane’s connection to Bianca was out, his enemies were hers by default, and the pack did have a reason to bump up security. Everyone, all but Kort-the-troublemaker, supported the increased defensive measures.

Justin giggled again, and Chessa got up to kiss her little brother on her way to help her mother with the dessert plates. After she set the plates on the table, she took Justin from Kane and put him in his high chair.

“When are you going to let the boy run during the full moon?” Kane asked.

“What?” Law sputtered. “Good Lord, he’s a baby. We won’t let him run until he’s in his teens.”

Kane glared. “He’s never going to learn anything hidden away with all those inferior children who can’t take on the wolf.”

“Let’s just have a nice meal, okay?” Bianca said as she rolled her eyes at Kane. “You don’t have to always give us your opinion about everything.”

Kane’s mouth twisted, and he crossed his arms over his chest, leaning back in his chair. His brows drew together. Chessa set a piece of cake in front of Kane as she kissed him on the forehead. That seemed to calm him a bit and he picked up his fork.

“This is very good,” Pearl said after taking a bite.

Bianca smiled. “Coming from you that’s an amazing compliment. I’m so glad you came with Kane and the boys.”

Pearl nodded. “It’s time we were family and put past sins to bed.”

“I couldn’t agree more.” Bianca reached out and took Pearl’s hand. “Thank you for letting me in.”

The older woman’s eyes misted, and she nodded.

The door opened, and Joy walked in. She was very pregnant. Bianca jumped up and grabbed the box she was carrying. “Why isn’t Nik doing that?”

Joy chuckled. “He fell asleep on the couch, and I didn’t have the heart to wake him. He’s been working so hard to build the house I just wanted him to rest.”

“What’s all this?” Bianca asked as she peered into the box of pictures.

“Mom found these in storage. I had to show you how much your son looks like our dad as a baby. Law is the spitting of Dad too.”

“Justin looks like my side of the family,” Kane grumbled. Everyone ignored him.

“Thank you for bringing these over!” Bianca picked up a picture of a family in Victorian clothing. The father held a rifle. “Is this the same gun that’s hanging above the fireplace in the common house?”

“It is,” Joy said as she sat down. “They’re pretty cool.”

Law’s cellphone rang. He pulled it out of his pocket. “Foster.” He paused, and his brows drew together. “I’m on my way.”

He disconnected the call and stood.

“One of the machines in the shop isn’t working. I’ll be right back,” Law said.

The farm’s main income came from building log furniture. Bianca had to admit she was glad the trouble was something so ordinary. Pearl and Joy both sagged with relief. They’d gotten so used to imminent danger in the past couple of years everyone was still ready for the worst.

Kane stood. “I’ll come help.”

“What do you know about woodworking and fixing machines?” Law asked. “You can stay here.”

“It can’t be that hard.” Kane followed Law to the door.

Law said something under his breath as he grabbed his coat off the hook in the mudroom.

Kane growled. “I heard that. You’re lucky my daughter loves you.”

Law paused and turned to look back at Bianca through the doorway. She grinned at him.

“Yeah, I am,” Law said earnestly. “I really am.”

The End.