Scarlet sensed her mates’ need vibrating through her, strumming her body like the cords of a guitar, and she was drawn to answer their call.

Unfortunately, due to the dead assholes, she wasn’t able to give in. Not when her mates had to clean up and heal from their wounds.

Walking between them through the expansive hallways of the hotel, she kept to their sedate pace. Madden’s face was peppered with bruises, and one eye was swollen shut. His lower lip was puffed to twice its normal size with a split on the left side. He didn’t make a sound as they traveled, but he did clutch his ribs, a single arm wrapped tight around his chest.

Keller wasn’t faring much better. The wound near his hip still bled, albeit much slower than before, and the tear in his side worried her. His fur was matted, blood soaking his gray body. He favored his fore-leg, and the wolf half-hopped alongside her. His muzzle boasted scratches and scrapes, including a bone-deep furrow she imagined had been caused by Garron’s fang. More than anything, Scarlet was worried about his blood loss.

Bastard. She wanted to resurrect the dead wolf so she could kick his ass. True, they’d have to hold him down so she could get him good, but she wasn’t against breaking the rules.

Two guards led the way, the Captain being one of them, while three followed, including her personal gun-slinger and the Lieutenant. From what she could tell, they were being protected by the best of the Ruling Alpha’s soldiers.

Gah. Ruling Alphas. She still hadn't quite gotten over their position. She was a freaking administrative assistant and totally not “ruling anything” material. She’d been expecting a minor set of wolves. Guys that led a pack in Podunk and didn’t need a badass woman at their side.

Scarlet took a deep breath. That didn’t matter. Fate, or whatever, decided she was supposed to mate the men at her sides, and she would do just that.

Their entourage paused at the elevators, all of them stilling as they waited for the car to arrive. They didn’t have to wait long, and the low ding announced its arrival. Fitting into the metal box took a bit of finagling, but eventually the eight of them packed into the small space. This time, the five wolves encircled them while Scarlet, Keller, and Madden had the wall at their backs. Her men repositioned themselves with ease, telling her without words that this was a regular occurrence.

Great. Something fun to look forward to for the rest of her life.

They arrived at the top floor and one of the guards used a special key and card to gain entrance.

Lord, there she found even more guards.

“Seriously?” She’d whispered the words, but every wolf turned their attention to her. Damn furry hearing.

Madden chuckled and then let out a pained groan. It pulled her focus from the surrounding men and back to her mates.

“Okay, Misters, let's get you to bed.” Madden’s gaze paled to a light yellow, and she rolled her eyes. “To get clean and heal. I need some alcohol and gauze and—”

“Alpha Mate?” The low voice of her personal guard reached her. “They’ll be fully healed in twelve hours or so. There’s no need to worry.”

Scarlet spun on him and growled, curling her lip. Damn, her mates had rubbed off on her, making her act more wolfy than human. “And I want them clean and treated. Healing or not, I need to give them what comfort I can.” She snapped her fingers. “Hop to it.”

That got the men moving. One guard led them to a large bedroom, a massive king-sized bed occupying the center. To the left, she spotted the open door of a bathroom and guided her men in that direction.

She wondered why two Alphas, presumably straight, would share a bedroom and bed, but…

Keller’s whimper drew her attention, his wolf pausing half way between the room’s entrance and the bathroom.

Brow furrowed, she looked between their destination and her hesitant mate.

“He doesn’t want to shower as a wolf and he doesn’t have the energy to shift yet. Nobody likes the scent of wet dog.” Madden’s words were peppered with low, wheezing gasps.

Keller exposed a fang, a deep growl coming from his chest.

Scarlet growled back. “You’re getting your furry little ass in that bathroom and that’s all there is to it.” A barely audible, strangled sound came from the doorway, but she ignored it. “I am not getting anywhere near a bed until you two are clean and comfortable. Period.” Keller opened his eyes wide, giving her the sweetest puppy dog look. So much for objecting to being considered a dog. “Don’t give me that. No naked fun without being clean. I don’t know when you’ll be well enough to shift, but wouldn’t you rather already be blood-free when it happens? We can nap and then you guys may be ready for claiming.” She crossed her arms and frowned, watching her four-legged mate.

Strong arms wrapped around her waist, and Madden’s heat blanketed her. “Do you want to risk missing out? I’ll be making our little mate scream as she comes on my tongue and you’ll be stuck showering.” He traced her ear, and she shivered. She was a total wolf-whore. For them only, but whore-esque none the less.

Keller growled, but limped past them, moving with determined strides.

Scarlet one, furballs zero.

She figured she wouldn’t get to win often with two dominant wolves in the house, so she’d take pleasure in the small victory.

A soft knock woke her. Or rather, a soft knock followed by surround sound rumbling growls. She smacked their chests in turn, careful of their injuries, and the noise ceased.

“Stop it.” She rolled her eyes. “If they wanted to hurt us, do you think they would have knocked?”

The men turned to her, both sets of eyes glowing in the sparse light.

“Don’t want anyone to see you.” Keller’s words were a garbled mess, but she managed to decipher them. Apparently her mate was easygoing when it came to anything but her. At least he was human once again. She had to be thankful for that fact.

“And that’s why they tapped on the door. It’ll give us a chance to get decent before we let them in. Besides, I’m in your clothes. What are they gonna see?” They’d wanted her naked, but she’d negotiated and ended up in a pair of Keller’s boxers and Madden’s t-shirt.

If they couldn’t feel her skin, she had to wear their scent, and that was final.

If she had to wear their clothes, then they were taking a two hour nap to heal, and that was final.

Sighing, she scooted to the end of the bed and frowned at them when their growls grew in volume.

“Stop it.” Hey, they listened. Well, that’d come in handy. “You feel like swinging free in front of your guards?”

Scarlet opened the door to allow a wolf to push a table laden with covered dishes into the room. He kept his gaze averted, and she noted a faint tremble going through his body.

She also realized Madden was back to being growly. “For the love of God, Madden, quit it.” The guard gasped, but she kept on going. “He’s feeding me. You should say ‘thank you.’ And if that’s too hard, the least you could do is not growl at the poor wolf.”

Thank goodness for her lessons from her mother. If she let the wolves get away with anything from the get go, they’d act like that for the rest of their lives. There was no way she could deal with snarly men every day.

“Don’t like him close to you.” She heard the grumble.

“Then you should have gotten dressed and beat me to the door.” She gave the wolf a wide smile. “Thank you for bringing dinner. I’m sure they appreciate it even though they’re cranky when they just wake up.”

The guard’s Adam’s apple traveled down his throat in a slow procession and, even without a wolf’s extra senses, she could tell he was nervous. “You’re welcome, Alpha Mate.” He bowed. Well, half-bowed since Keller decided to growl then.

The guard spun then practically ran to the door and out of the room. Scarlet turned toward her mates, the men still wrapped in blankets. “What’s your problem?”

“We don’t like anyone close to you.”

“Then you should have gotten out of bed. Didn’t we just have this conversation? I know we just had this conversation.”

Madden shrugged. “We’re trying not to overwhelm you.”

She tightened her lips and turned to Keller. “Your idea?” The wolf blushed. “I want you guys as you are. You don’t get to modify each other’s reactions. That’s my job. Even then, I won’t be trying to change you, just keep you from killing anyone. With me, you can be yourselves.” She propped her hands on her hips. “Did you guys not get the Marked Handbook?”

That earned her two wolfish smiles.

“Being ourselves means dragging you to bed and making you ours.” Keller’s smile was wicked and matched Madden’s.

Scarlet took a step back, shaking her head. “Nope, no nooky until you’ve eaten and we can check your wounds. Plus, talking would be a good idea. Fun even. Like, gee Scarlet, how has this mating disrupted your world?” She answered herself. “Well, I have to give up my job as an administrative assistant as well as my life in Tampa, that’s all. Maybe my cat. Will you eat my cat? Burger is really sweet when he’s not peeing on things.”

The reality of her situation hit home and panic slithered along her veins. She’d really, truly, holy shit-ly be giving up her life for these two men. Fear and excitement fought, and she wasn’t sure which emotion was winning. At the moment, it resembled an even tie.

She ignored their expressions, the difference between the two easily visible. Keller’s sadness and regret. Madden’s hunger for her and confusion. She was going to have her hands full with these two.

Pretending they weren’t tearing her apart with the upheaval of her life, she turned to the table and peeked beneath the covers. She set aside the metal domes as plate after plate of food was revealed. Steaks, salads and sides covered every inch along with a note indicating dessert could be found on a shelf below the tabletop. Yum.

The rustle of cloth told her that the men had decided to get up, but she kept her gaze averted. One look at their chiseled bodies and she’d be a goner, her snit forgotten. She padded toward a small seating area and snagged a chair. The wolf had placed their meal before a set of club chairs, and she decided her mates could take those while she remained opposite them. If she got within touching distance, they’d take control, and all she’d be able to think about was them claiming her.

Nope, they had issues to discuss. Their relationship and then… Whitney. And her cat.

Not necessarily in that order. Once they got onto discussing their mating, it’d probably go downhill and end in bed.

Right, Whitney first.

Scarlet settled into her straight-backed seat and waited, noting the pause in the rustle coming from behind her, but her wolves soon appeared.

Both men shot her longing looks but eased into their chairs. She noted they wore boxers. Well, at least she’d only be tempted by their chests.

“Um…” Madden cleared his throat.

Scarlet cut into her steak. Medium-rare. Perfect.

“Uh…” Keller looked so uncomfortable. Poor guy.

She popped a hunk of beef into her mouth and moaned around the bite. It melted like butter over her tongue. A glance from beneath her lashes showed that both of her mates’ gazes were intent on her mouth.

“So, you’re, uh, an administrative assistant? How long have you been doing that?” Madden’s voice was strangled, as if he could barely breathe.

“Since college.” She shrugged. “I’ll be honest, I was pissed you guys haven’t even stopped to get to know me. I mean, I know we’re mates. I get it. But I don’t even know your middle names or favorite color. Where do you live? When were you going to tell me you’re the Ruling Alphas?” She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “Being Marked is… It’s hard. I’ve had this thing since I was born, and it meant my life was always in limbo. I went to college, but I rushed because I wasn’t sure when I’d meet my mates and even if they’d let me finish and get my degree. I didn’t know when I’d have to move. Where I’d have to go.”

She sought to calm her ragged nerves. “I’ve lived for thirty years, waiting for the other shoe to drop. Gabby is the same way, but at least her job allows her to telecommute. Plus, there was the fear of dealing with two men, two wolves, for the rest of my life. I never went looking for my mates simply because I was scared. I wasn’t looking forward to mating. Why do you think I’ve never attended a Gathering? And don’t get me started on Whitney. Your witches got her all wrong.”

Keller frowned. “I never realized. I mean, we never actually thought about what it’d be like for the women.” He shook his head. “Your life had to be a shade of hell, Scarlet.”

She shrugged, unwilling to wallow in her pity party. “No worse than any other Marked’s I suppose. It sucks, but it is what it is.”

Madden piped up. “No, it doesn’t have to be. The urge to mate is intense, I admit that, but we can work together to make the transition easier.”

Scarlet held up her hand. “No, it’s not horrible. When I met you, the Mark woke and let me know you belonged to me. By dinner,” she blushed, heat surging to her cheeks, “I was, uh, ready to cement things. But encouraging wolves to be a little understanding would probably help things when it came to your mates. I’m not saying everyone’s life is like mine. Hell, there are probably plenty of women who are eager to abandon everything in a blink for their mates. And then there are others who will have a hard time.”

She thought of Whitney, her poor sister who’d gone through life wishing for a Mark only to have the world play some cosmic joke. “We need to talk about Whitney, too.” Scarlet took another bite of her steak, suppressing the urge to groan at the taste. Her mates looked on edge already. “She doesn’t have a Mark, but she was summoned to the Gathering. It’s cruel. She worked through the disappointment and jealousy of Gabby and I having Marks while she didn’t, and then she got that stupid letter. She can’t mate a single wolf because they mate with other wolves, but she’s not Marked for an Alpha pair either. And yet, she’s here. And if those witches are somehow going to pair her with a pair, those men better be God’s gift to wolves or I’ll shoot them myself.” She frowned to make sure they knew she was serious.

“Are you certain she doesn’t have a Mark?” Keller’s voice was low, soothing yet disbelieving.

“She’s been my sister for thirty years and has spent all of them wishing she had a Mark like me and Gabby. She never gave up looking, hoping she’d be a late bloomer, even though they are on our skin from birth. We do everything together. Except this.” She shuddered. “And I’ve seen more of Whitney’s parts every year than I care to mention while she double checks to see if she has one.”

Keller and Madden shared a look, and she sensed they were engaged in a mental conversation. She couldn’t wait to share that with them, complete their mating and be able to have those intimate, private talks.

Madden turned back to her. “We don’t use witches, we use Wardens. They’re wolves, but…not. We’ll talk with them when they arrive tomorrow. She’ll need to be, uh, examined—”

“By a female wolf.” That was non-negotiable. She wasn’t about to let her sister be manhandled by some stranger.

Keller nodded. “Okay, a female wolf.”

She relaxed, letting go of the tension she’d been carrying. “Good.”

Madden reached across the table and covered her hand with his, giving it a gentle squeeze. “We’re mates, Scarlet. Probably not very good ones so far, but we want to do everything we can to make you happy. That includes taking care of your family. They belong to us, just as you do.”

Some of the tension she’d been carrying dissipated. She recognized the truth in his words and relaxed. They could do this. Would do this.

Keller mirrored his partner’s position, tugging her fork free and twining their fingers together. “And we’ll work on merging our lives. Merging, not taking over. Your happiness is more important than anything. Ever.”

Oh. Oh, wow. It was more than she’d hoped for when she thought of mating and this…

“Okay.”

“Okay?” Hope sparkled in Madden’s eyes.

She took a deep breath. “Yeah, okay.”

“Good.”

“What about my cat?”

Madden rolled his eyes. “We promise not to eat the spawn of Satan.”

She snorted but nodded. “Good.”

Keller gave her a wicked, wicked smile. “Now, I vote we finish our conversation in bed.”

Butterflies took up residence in her stomach, but she allowed the men to lead her from the table, dismissing their half-finished meals. In a handful of steps, they were before the massive bed, and her mates urged her onto the soft mattress.

They settled on each side of her, both wolves staring down at her as if she were the tastiest treat. Heat unfurled in her belly, slinking along her nerves and warming her. She squirmed, working to alleviate the sudden ache between her thighs.

Madden, the more aggressive of her mates, leaned down and brushed a gentle kiss across her lips. When he pulled away, she followed him, raising and chasing that mouth.

A cocky chuckle was his only response. “Not yet, sweet. We need to get you naked first.”

A sliver of unease stole into her.

“Hey, none of that.” Keller nuzzled her. “I don’t know why you’re worried, but you are the most beautiful.” Kiss. “Delectable—”

“Fuckable?” Madden’s voice filled her other ear, and she heard Keller’s growl.

Suddenly their heat left her, and her two mates glared at each other.

“What? It’s true.” The wolf looked so disgruntled that she reached up and stroked his shoulder, noting the heat of his skin beneath her fingertips.

“Thank you, Madden.”

That earned her a small smile. Poor big, gruff guy. Keller seemed to be the charmer of the two, leaving her growly mate to stumble along in his wake. She’d have to be sure to show the man how much he meant to her, rough edges and all.

She let her hand travel north, digits slinking into the hair at the base of Madden’s skull, and she tugged him back to her. She urged him closer, pulled until his lips were against hers.

Then it became his show. He growled and slipped his tongue into her mouth, licking and lapping at her. Flavors filled her, and she sought out more of his taste, searched for the essence of her heated mate. Moaning against his invasion, she suckled him and swallowed his groan.

They mimicked what was to come: the thrust and retreat of a seductive dance. His kiss alone aroused her, and then hands became involved.

Beneath Madden’s assault, Keller’s palms slid over her thighs, fingers hooking into the waist of her boxers. The room’s cold air assailed her, stroked her exposed body.

“So pretty.” Keller stroked her legs, dancing from hips to knees and back again, urging her to part her thighs. When had he moved? “So fucking gorgeous. You should see her pussy, Madden.” A rough cheek scraped her inner thigh. “All wet and pink for us.”

His words, more than his touch, aroused her further. Warm puffs of air bathed the juncture of her thighs, his heat adding to the desperate burn of her cunt. Her hips twitched and jerked of their own volition, searching out his touch.

A low chuckle came from between her legs, but she didn’t have a moment to dwell on the sound.

No, not when Madden’s hand was playing over her stomach, slipping beneath her shirt and dragging the material higher. He kept moving, exposing her until he cupped her breast.

Oh God, skin against skin was heaven. He palmed her mound, kneaded and rubbed her flesh, plucked her nipples. Shit. Fuck. It felt good. More than good. Paradise, and it was only foreplay.

She moaned into Madden’s mouth. Her fingers were still tangled in his silken hair, and she tightened her grip.

Her low moan turned into something louder, harsher and soul deep.

Keller licked her pussy. His cheek resting against her thigh, while his tongue snaked out and lapped at her wet heat. It wasn’t a tentative touch. No, he delved between her folds and moaned when the first hint of her cream coated his tongue.

Scarlet reached down and cupped his head, needing that connection as he pleasured her.

He went back again and again, his tongue doing wicked things to her pussy, tracing the center of her heat and flicking against her throbbing clit.

She gasped and groaned against Madden, unable to breathe, but unwilling to release him yet. He continued teasing her breasts, pinching her nipples, and the tiny sting added to the pleasure Keller created between her spread thighs.

Then Madden’s lips were gone, tongue retreating. He pressed his forehead against hers and breathed into her mouth. “Is he good, sweet? Is he eating that hot little cunt?”

She whimpered, pussy clenching in response to his dirty talk.

“Oh, damn man, she likes that. She fucking coated my tongue.” Keller’s words barely registered over the thundering of her heart.

The wolf between her thighs went back to work, licking her in long strokes from hole to the top of her slit and back again.

“Fuck…”

Madden’s eyes danced with mirth. “We’ll get there, sweet. You need to come first. Then we’ll stretch that pretty ass and both of us will fill you.”

“Yes,” she hissed. Keller latched onto her clit, tongue working the nub as he sucked on the bundle of nerves.

“Let’s see how you like these little nipples sucked, hmm?” Madden leaned down and captured a single hard nubbin with his lips. He suckled the bit of flesh, alternating flicks and nibbles. Each pull went straight to her pussy, wrapping around her clit and stroking her from inside out.

She gasped and writhed, fighting to get closer, take more of what they offered. She was torn between the two men, the sensations they caused so different yet so similar.

Madden was take-charge, dominating her with his intensity. Meanwhile Keller was more seductive, coaxing responses from her in a slow beckoning.

But it all rolled together, coalesced and covered her in a rolling wave of pleasure.

Scarlet rocked against Keller, moving her hips and riding his talented mouth. Her nerves sang to her, shouting with the bubbles of ecstasy that slid through her with increasing frequency. She burned, blood heating with her increasing need until she felt like she’d burst into flames.

Madden abandoned one breast and she whined, distraught at the loss.

“No worries, sweet. We’re gonna make you come.”

“Please…” She wasn’t above begging.

He went back to his ministrations, tongue taunting her, and somehow he picked up Keller’s rhythm. They licked and sucked in time with each other, pushing her closer and closer to orgasm.

She tossed her head from side to side, unable to cope with the enormous pleasure they created.

Then—holy shit—they growled. The vibrations roared through her, the tiny bubbles of ecstasy suddenly blossoming into giant globes of sensation. They grew and grew, increasing in size until she couldn’t think past the pleasure.

Tongues worked, licked and flicked. Teeth nibbled. Mouths sucked. And through it all she sobbed, begged and cried for her mates to end her torment.

It was all too much, so big and overwhelming. She no longer eased toward the edge of release but was tossed to the precipice. She teetered on the brink, wavering and then…

Keller threw her off, shoved her into the air with a scrape of his fang over her sensitive clit. The growing pleasure shattered into a thousand pieces. She screamed, roared as her release rolled through her.

Her Mark burned, the soul-searing heat enhancing her bliss until she wasn’t sure where her body ended and her mates’ began. Their consciousness eased closer, edging toward their joining, and she captured hints of their emotions.

Care… Affection… Need… And then…she shied away from that last feeling, unsure if she was ready to face it all.

Everything gathered and merged the pleasure boiling inside her, and just as quickly as it rose, it eased. In increments, her mates brought her floating back to her body. Tongues slowed, suction eased, and the orgasmic growls lessened until it sounded like they purred against her flesh.

“We’re far from kittens, sweet.” Madden nibbled her breast.

“But if it means you screaming for us again, we’ll definitely try.” Keller sounded way too smug.

They’d picked up on her thoughts, another signal their bond had grown.

She caught their words and her face burned. “I did scream, didn’t I?”

Keller slithered up her body, his hardness rubbing along her leg and then resting on her hip. He kissed her, and she tasted the salty tang of her musk, the mixture of their flavors, and she didn’t hesitate to accept his affections. There was something erotic about sharing their essences after he’d licked her to orgasm. And that something brought her arousal back to life.

Their tangle of tongues remained gentle, savoring, until he eased their kiss. Now she was faced with two horny, hotter than hell wolves.

And they wanted her.

Fuck. Madden wanted her, wanted to sink deep into her pussy and fill her with his cum. He could sense her emotions, her thoughts, as they wafted over him. She ached for them, but was scared.

No, worried. Anxious. Something about…

“Your body is gorgeous, sweet mate. Luscious. Perfect for us.” Keller got the jump on him. Fucker always did that.

A little of her wariness left her features, but he couldn’t hold his words at bay. “Baby, if I don’t get inside this pretty cunt, I’m gonna explode.” His cock throbbed in agreement. “Fuck, wanna squeeze that ass while you ride me. Suck on your tits. Do you know how much I love them? All big and lush for us. Love ’em.”

Fuck, fuck, fuck… He did.

Another hint of her cream drifted to him and he smiled, feeling more than a little smug. Yeah, his partner had the right words, but he had the naughty ones.

Madden couldn’t get enough of looking at her, watching the rise and fall of her chest, the jiggle of those fucking awesome breasts. He loved the little curve of her belly, and he imagined her swollen with their cubs, big and round. Fuck. Those hips. Yeah, he ached to grab those hips while he pounded into her from behind, fantasized about how he’d spank her ass, get her all pink for them.

His dick throbbed, twitching within his boxers. Without taking his eyes from her, he reached down and thumped his erection, pushing back the need to come.

Couldn’t. Not yet. Not until they were both balls deep inside their mate.

“You ready to be ours, Scarlet?” Keller traced her jaw, and those pretty chocolate eyes darkened.

Sometimes it paid to have someone else living in his head.

His shoulder burned, throbbed in time with his heart, and he knew he’d find her Mark in the same place on her body. That one spot connected them, signified their initial link.

She writhed, her plump body shifting between them. “Please.”

His cock surged back to life, quickly recovering from his assault. He didn’t bother flicking himself again. Not when his mate was so willing.

Now? He couldn’t help sounding like a new pup.

Now. Keller’s voice rang with satisfaction.

With similar movements, they stripped off their boxers. Scarlet’s eyes darkened further. She licked her lips and the distinct urge to suck cock filled him.

Thankfully, it wasn’t the need to get down and dirty with Keller. It was more along the lines of his mate sucking him down.

Madden reached down and encircled his dick, pumping his length. “Not yet, sweet. We get to fuck you first. Claim our fuckable mate.”

She moaned, eyes drifting closed. “Madden.”

“Come ride me, sweet.” He rolled to his back, and Keller nudged her until she crawled atop Madden. “Slide onto my dick and then your mate is gonna open that luscious ass.” A shudder overtook her. “Like that idea? Want Keller inside your ass? You’re a dirty girl aren’t you?”

Scarlet’s eyes were nearly black with arousal, her pussy leaking more and more of that musky cream. She shifted, bringing her soaking cunt over his cock, and rocked against his length. Wet heat bathed his shaft, and he pushed his wolf back. The beast wanted out, wanted to sink his teeth into her vulnerable flesh and claim her.

Easy, Madden.

Easy? He almost snorted. Keller wasn’t the one who had her pussy spread over his dick.

He encouraged Scarlet to rock against him, slide her scorching wetness along his shaft. Pleasure emanated from their point of contact, sending bolts of ecstasy through him. The bliss settled in his balls and made his prick twitch.

“Want you, Madden.” She buried her face against his neck, and he felt the heat of her blush.

Madden gripped her hips, pushing and nudging until she was positioned as he desired. Her pussy kissed the head of his cock, suckling the spongy tip. “That what you need?”

Scarlet nodded, the warmth from her cheeks growing.

Poor, sweet, needy mate. Madden purred within his mind.

Her body was his to mold, move as he craved, and he took advantage of her gift.

Madden grit his teeth, gripped her hips and slowly lowered his lush mate’s pussy along his dick.

“Shit, fuck.” Moist silken heat surrounded him, squeezing and caressing his cock the deeper he sank into her pussy. Her walls grabbed his shaft, stroking and embracing him.

He sank deeper and deeper into her depths, her cunt swallowing him down. The further he traveled, the harder she squeezed him, her sheath rippling around his invasion. “Damn, sweet. So fucking tight.”

Scarlet wiggled and he stilled her, drawing a whine from his little mate’s lips. “Madden.”

“Tell me, sweet.” He flexed his hips, pushing deeper into her cunt.

“Burns. S’good.”

“Yeah?” The soft click of a bottle being opened reminded him of Keller’s presence. “Ready for more, Scarlet? Keller wants your ass. He’s gonna stretch you, and he’ll sink balls deep into your hole. Want that?”

Her pussy tightened around him as shudders wracked her body. A soft moan reached his ears.

“Yeah, you want it.” He couldn’t hold back his smug smile. “Ride me now. It’ll make it so much better, sweet. Get you all hot. I’m filling your needy cunt, and he’ll play with your hungry ass.”

“Madden.” She admonished him, but did as he asked.

Scarlet moved, a slight slither up his cock and back down again, her walls clinging to him with her tiny bit of progress. It didn’t matter how small her shift, his dick twitched and throbbed within her. His balls drew high and tight, begging for permission to come inside his mate.

“Fuck.” A growl rolled through him and his mate squeaked, pussy clamping down on his prick.

She gave another squeak for an altogether different reason. “Keller.”

Madden raised his head and looked over Scarlet’s shoulder to find his partner kneeling between his and Scarlet’s spread thighs, Keller’s focus entirely on their mate’s ass. Beneath his gaze, Keller reached for her back entrance. From then on, he couldn’t see what the other wolf was doing to their little human. But whatever it was, she loved every moment.

Scarlet’s previously timid tempo increased, became more forceful as she rode his cock. Her pussy clasped his dick like a wet fist, and he went along for the journey.

“Keller. Madden. Oh, God.”

“Tell me, Scarlet.”

She whimpered and shivered, but did as he asked. Her walls spasmed, and he smiled. Oh yeah, his sweet liked dirty talk.

“Burns. But feels so good.” She scraped her teeth along his neck, and he nearly came. A shooting pulse of ecstasy overtook him, and he fought back the need to fill her with his seed.

“What’s he doing to you?” He couldn’t wait until he and his partner could swap positions. It wouldn’t happen the first time around. Madden was thicker than Keller, and they didn’t want to risk hurting her during the frenzy of their mating.

“He’s… His finger is in my ass.” A low whine. “More now. He’s got them there.”

Yeah, Madden just bet. Keller’s invasion increased the pressure and tightness of Scarlet’s cunt. Damn, he loved it when they took a woman together. The heat. The fierce squeeze.

But it’d never be anyone but Scarlet now. Not that he cared. No one was as perfect as their little human.

“Shit, shit, shit.” Scarlet chanted breathlessly.

The pressure increased. “More, sweet? Tell me.”

“More, more, more. He’s fucking my ass with his fingers, Madden. It’s so hot. Burns. Want more.” Scarlet’s tempo took on a desperate edge, pussy stroking his dick with every rise and fall, urging him toward release.

Hold it, fucker. Keller’s mental voice sounded more wolf than man.

With each additional finger, she grew tighter, squeezing him almost the point of pain. But fuck, it was worth it. Their mate tossed any inhibitions aside and took what she wanted, used their bodies as she desired.

“Nooo…” She pushed back hard, slamming her hips down and he groaned. The increased pressure at the base of his cock was nearly his undoing. He loved intense compression near the root, and his mate had given what he treasured most. “He took it away. Give it back. Madden, tell him to fuck my ass.”

Madden wrapped his arms around her and stroked her back, soothing her. “Easy, he’s gonna. He’ll give you what you need.”

“Mad— Oh.” The ferocious pressure returned, more than before, and he groaned. Finally. Finally he’d get to come inside his mate and claim her.

We.

Right. We.

He’d get that right. Eventually. But fuck if he cared when Scarlet knotted around his cock.

“Scarlet.”

She wiggled, pushing back against his hint of invasion.

“Scarlet, don’t move, damn it.”

She didn’t listen. Part of Keller hated that the woman couldn’t take direction to save her life. His cock was fucking grateful as hell. Careful of her tight asshole, he eased forward, shuddering at the snug warmth that bathed his dick.

Deeper and deeper he sank, just a small bit of tissue separating his shaft from Madden’s. He practically felt the ridges along the other man’s length. His partner’s presence made everything that much better. It increased the pressure and forced their mate to hold them like a clenched fist.

His possession solidified the rightness of their situation, made every breath perfect.

He pressed into her forbidden hole, more and more of him disappearing into Scarlet. Her mewls and whines spurred his need, pushed him closer to the edge of release.

Keller’s cock had throbbed and twitched throughout her preparation. He’d sunk one finger, then two, and finally three into her ass. She’d begged for more the entire time.

Yeah, she was perfect for them.

Now, they’d claim her as theirs.

His journey continued, their sweet mate babbling every moment.

“So deep. He’s inside my asshole. Madden, Keller’s fucking me.” Her voice was a high alto, rising above their deep groans.

“Take it, sweet.” Madden encouraged their mate, and Keller was thankful for his partner.

Keller couldn’t speak. Not when he finally bottomed out inside her, his hips meeting the flesh of her plump ass. Fuck. They were in. And so close to their claiming.

In.

“Gonna move, Scarlet.”

“Yes, yes, yes…”

Keller’s world was reduced to sensation. The drag of his dick as he slid in and out of her fist-like hole. The heat that assaulted him with every move. The way she clenched and spasmed when Madden pushed deep. She’d relax for a breath before the pulses came again.

Their bodies moved in counterpoint. Madden pushed in as Keller retreated, alternating their thrusts.

Scarlet was immobile between them, mewling, whining and groaning as they made love to their woman.

He pushed in and withdrew again, savoring the slick drag of her tight hole against his cock. God, yes. She milked him, them, in rapid succession.

Pleasure wrapped around his dick, slithered down and cupped his balls. The spasms groped him, reached into his body and tugged him closer to release.

Keller’s growls and groans joined Madden’s. Their sounds intermingled with Scarlet’s until their world was a rolling bundle of sexual music. The pace increased, he and Madden upping the rhythm in sync.

Sweat gathered on his skin, the salty wetness helping cool him as they all struggled toward the pinnacle. Droplets slid from his temples and along his cheeks to fall onto his mate’s creamy skin.

The heated musk of their sex filled the air, the scent adding to his wolf’s delirious need. His teeth ached, a stinging filling his gums as his fangs pierced the flesh. The beast demanded he sink his teeth into Scarlet’s shoulder.

Her left shoulder for him and her right for Madden. The marks would join them to her. For life.

“Harder. Please.” Scarlet’s voice was barely a whisper, the words released with a low sob.

Keller couldn’t deny her. No, he increased the power behind his next thrust, shaking the bed. Out. Fuck, s’good. In.

His body slammed into hers, Madden echoing his force. The bedframe trembled, giving them a wordless warning.

Yeah, they’d probably break the thing.

He didn’t care. Not when his mate begged and pleaded, asking for more. His main goal was to please her. Always.

Right now, he needed her to come, her orgasm giving them permission to do the same.

Keller plunged in and out, the lewd slap of bodies and wet squishing of their coming together joining their moans and growls. The sounds added to the pleasure, added to the wicked thrill of sharing their mate.

The tingling surrounding his cock and balls intensified, burgeoning until it encompassed his body. “Fuck. Need to come, sweet. Give it to us.”

He shoved his orgasm back, refusing to finish without his mate and partner.

“Yes, yes, yes…” The rhythmic spasms upped in pace until she rippled around him in an ever increasing beat. “Gonna…”

Keller let go, releasing his control, and his wolf seized power. Beast in command, he leaned forward. Madden’s wolfish gaze met his, and they were in accord.

Now.

As one, they opened their mouths and sank their fangs into Scarlet’s shoulders, biting deep and scarring her for one and all to see.

His cock pulsed, twitching within her, and his climax roared through his body, pleasure slamming into him like a sledgehammer.

She was theirs.

Scarlet’s scream echoed in the room, the pleasure of their possession warring with the fierce pain of their bites, and she was overwhelmed with the sensations. Ecstasy raced in a circle, bouncing from body to body, and a rush of emotions assaulted her. Words, flashes of thoughts and desires pummeled her mind.

She sorted through them as she traveled along the never-ending trail of bliss that connected their souls. Their bodies were frozen still while their mating links fell into place, locking them in an eternal embrace.

She fought for breath, fought to retain some semblance of self as her mate’s thoughts battered her. They pushed against her mind and snuggled into corners she’d never known existed.

Inhale. Exhale. Struggle for control. This new connection finally settled, easing into a gentle flowing river instead of raging rapids. With every new heartbeat, the tornado of sensation eased. It continued its downward spiral until her mates’ mental presence was nothing more than a lapping stroke amidst her thoughts.

First Keller and then Madden released her flesh, soothing her wounds with gentle strokes of their tongues until all pain left her.

“Wow.” Scarlet was awed by the tumultuous pleasure and pain that came from their joining.

“Yeah.” Keller sounded as if he felt the same.

“Fuck, man. Let’s do it again.” Madden’s words caused Scarlet to grin against his neck, and she nuzzled him. She imagined he’d always be her crass, protective, adorable man.

“Damn straight.” She chuckled, more than happy to “suffer” through their attentions once more.

Keller recovered first. “Easy, sweet. Sit still. I don’t think you’re ready for another round.”

She pouted. “Are you sure?”

Madden’s cock twitched, thickening within her pussy, and she winced. Her walls were raw and tingling in a not-fun way. “Yeah, we’re sure.”

Scarlet sighed but didn’t argue. Yeah, banging needed to go on hiatus for a little while. Keller moved, withdrawing his cock from her ass, and she moaned at the loss.

“Shh… We’ll do it again soon. Just maybe not today.”

She kept her face buried against the wolf beneath her and nodded. When cool air hit her back, she shivered, a chill pushing through her. But she became warm again in moments. Madden eased her from him, slowly rolling her to his side and settling her between her two mates.

They bracketed her, holding her between them, and she realized they’d probably spend the rest of their lives like this.

She signed and let her eyes drift closed. “So, since I don’t get any more lovin’, someone wanna tell me why you guys share a room and a bed? I mean, there was no sword-crossing just now. But it’s cool, you know, if you guys… I just wanna watch, m’kay?”

More growls. God, she loved their growls.