CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- Tallulah -
Music plays softly in the background as my eyes take in all the pack members who surround us in the yard.
Rosalina excelled any expectations I might have had when she took control of decorating everything. Although there were differences between the marriage ceremony, bonding circle, and now with the main yard, I notice small similarities between the three. The same flowers that decorate my hair and hers are dotted around the area in small pots upon the tables. There’s also little bouquets attached to the backs of chairs adorned with a small white ribbon that matches my dress perfectly.
When Quimby walks towards me with a purpose, my attention strays away. As he comes to stop in front of me, his arms circle my waist, and his nose burrows into my neck, setting off the tingles. “Hello, my wife, my mate. My parents have something they want to show us.”
I pull back and place my lips to his, but pull back before we both become too lost. “They do? Do they want us to leave now? What about everyone here?”
His eyes overflow with the happiness, and it makes my own smile grow. “Don’t worry about everyone else, they’re in full party mode. I doubt they’ll miss us.”
Unable to resist, I lean in for another quick kiss and murmur against his lips, “Lead the way, husband.”
He doesn’t waste any time and steers me over to where his parents stand with Theo, Kenji, and my dad. The excitement buzzing through Rosalina doesn’t go unnoticed, and I can’t work out what she’s up to.
“Oh, there you are! Come on, no time to waste.” She claps her hands excitedly. “We have something we want to show you.”
I look to my father, confused. “What’s going on?”
He shrugs, but I don’t miss the gleam in his eye. “No clue. Better do what the Luna wants, though.”
My eyes narrow on his. He definitely knows something, but I’ll play along and not pester him. He never was any good at keeping anything to himself if I applied the right amount of pressure.
My confusion grows as we take the small gravelled path around the side of the Alpha quarters, then follow it past some of the smaller pack houses clustered together. As the path begins to widen, it makes it easier for us to walk in twos down the path. Rosalina and Henrique take the lead, my father and Leverette behind them, Quimby and I next, followed by Theo and Kenji, who finish off the line.
My eyes stay on Henrique as he pushes a small gate open and allows Rosalina to step through first. Dad and Leverette pass through next, and they stand sentry on the path so we have to walk through the middle of them. I look up, wondering why they stopped, and almost face-plant. Thankfully, Quimby manages to save me from the humiliation of gravel stuck in my face.
Eyes wide, I look to the guy’s parents and then my dad. “What’s this?”
Rosalina smiles and wipes a tear from her face. “Your new home.”
Staring at the small house, I try to take it all in. An arch covers the front door, decorated in a mixture of beautiful flowers. Each of the four windowsills sports a window box, too, and the smell of flowers lingers softly in the air. More than once, I swallow thickly before I’m able to finally speak. “Why?”
“Because it’s been a long time coming, and all families who have bonded receive their first home from the Alpha. You’ll need the privacy of your own home to get to know each other more inti—”
My father cuts her off with a rude cough, his face flushed with embarrassment.
Rosalina sighs with disappointment. “Oh, Solomon. She’s a grown woman for heaven’s sake.”
My father crosses his arms and scoffs, “She’s still my baby girl. I’d rather not discuss it.”
The guys must sense an argument brewing the same time I do because Theo cuts them off by swooping me off my feet. He shouts his thanks over his shoulder as he marches up the path with a determination I’d only recently begun to catch small peeks at.
Quimby darts around us at the last second to get the door. He pushes it open and moves out the way for Theo to carry me over the threshold. I don’t get a chance to look around, though, because in the few seconds it takes for the door to shut, Theo’s lips slam down onto my own.
He adjusts me until my legs firmly circle his waist and my dress rides up dangerously high. The memory of the last time we were in this position goes through my mind, but I don’t hide my embarrassment like last time. Instead, I embrace it. My legs tighten around his hips, pulling him closer to where I desperately need him. Matching curses sound around me before the four of us enter a different room, and we all fall onto a soft surface.
Time seems to slow down between us. The guys leave me on the bed and stand to unhurriedly undress first. Before long, they leave themselves completely bare for my eyes to greedily take them in.
I look to Theo first, and my eyes move from his handsome face, stubbled jaw, then move down to a perfectly chiselled chest. I don’t bother to keep my gaze above a respectful level, and instead allow them to dip lower, taking him all in. I drag my eyes away, and they dart from Kenji to Quimby and back again as they move down their bodies. Kenji has bulked up more than Quimby, but there’s still enough similarities to know they’re twins.
Finally, I linger on each of the mate marks high on their thighs that match my own. Only when they’ve allowed me my fill do the three of them help me from the bed to stand between them.
Theo takes my face between his large hands and pulls my mouth to his. The kiss is enough to have my toes curl inside my shoes. Hands gently untie the ribbon around my waist, and the dress loosens before a gentle tug comes from the four buttons at the back being unbuttoned.
Lips caress the new bit of flesh revealed with each one, causing me to moan wantonly into Theo’s mouth. The material begins to slide off my shoulders, and Theo pulls back to watch as the dress falls from my body to gather in a small pile around my feet.
My ears pick up on two hitches in breaths from behind me, and my cheeks flush when Theo’s eyes darken as he takes in the underwear I bought on a recent shopping trip. I secretly purchased them with the knowledge that it’d likely drive the guys bonkers, but I hesitated to put it on this morning. I wasn’t sure what their reactions might be seeing me in them for the first time, but looking at Theo’s face now, I’m glad I did.
A glance over my shoulder shows both Quimby and Kenji staring down at my lace-covered ass with a predatory look on their faces.
My breath hitches when Kenji’s hand reaches out to caress the material from my hip down to my exposed ass cheek. “Fuck, Tally, you’re going to be the death of all of us.”
I hardly recognise the sound of my own voice when it comes out low and throaty. “But what a way to go.”
Quimby steps forward and effectively traps Kenji’s hand between our bodies. His face lowers until his mouth presses against my neck, and I groan at the scrape of his teeth against my flesh.
Kenji’s voice comes out barely above a whisper, “As much as I want to bury myself deep inside you, I don’t think any of us will be able to last long enough to worship you fully. Is it weird if we want to explore you first? To just enjoy the moment and make it last?”
I turn to get a better look at his face and realise how truly vulnerable he feels. I reach up and wrap my arms around him. “It’s not weird, but I want to explore you all, too.”
Slowly, I move my hand from around his neck and over his collarbone. My fingers dip into the crevice of his collarbone before they languidly move over the smooth muscles of his chest. I relish the way his breath hitches as my fingers gently explore, then they begin to move farther down his body.
Unsure of what I’m supposed to do, I lightly caress the length of his cock until I circle around the head. Carefully, a single finger swirls around the tip before I move back along his length to the base, leaving a small trail of wetness behind.
A little surer the second time, I move my whole hand down his length, appreciating the way his velvety soft skin covers a hardness I’ve never felt before. My breath hitches like his own when I wonder what it will feel like to have him inside me.
When a pair of hands clumsily unhooks my bra, it causes my hand to pause around the head of Kenji’s cock. The material loosens until the clasps hang under my arms. If I move just slightly and let go of Kenji, then I’ll be fully exposed to them.
Kenji’s gaze moves down to my hand, then to my chest, and his voice comes out strained, “I don’t think I’m going to make it.”
My skin tingles as Theo’s fingers tangle in the material and push the straps off my shoulders. The slight chill to the room causes my nipples to harden further. Kenji’s eyes immediately lock onto my breasts, he releases a pain-filled groan, and my hand grows instantly warm and wet.
Pride goes through me that I had that effect on him.
Kenji’s head drops onto my shoulder, and he lets loose another groan before cursing, “I’m so stupid. So, so, fuckin’ stupid.”
The words register, and I try to look at him to understand why he’d think he’s stupid, but he refuses to lift his head. I’m left confused. I don’t look to the other guys for assistance on what to do, though. Instead, I whisper, “You’re not stupid, Kenji. Why would you think that?”
His voice comes out muffled against my shoulder, and I strain to hear what he says. “Who wants a mate who can’t last past the first touch?”
Quimby pulls my hand away from Kenji and silently takes care of the mess. I quickly place a kiss on his cheek, before I turn my attention back to Kenji. “It doesn’t matter, not to me. I like that I have that effect on you. It makes me feel special that you lost control.”
My hand awkwardly grasps his chin and lifts his head so I can make eye contact with him. “This isn’t the end, there’s plenty of years ahead of us to practice and get it right.” I rise onto my tiptoes and press a kiss to his lips. “I love you. No matter what.”
His hands immediately grip my hips, and he hoists me up until my legs curl around his waist, never once breaking the kiss. He carries me over to the bed, then gently places me down in the middle. Theo and Quimby join us and lie on either side of me.
Kenji pulls back until he kneels on the bed between my feet. “I love you, too, more than anything in this life and the next.”
His fingers slowly move up my calves, to my knees, setting the tingles off. Theo and Quimby duck their heads, and when both simultaneously pull a nipple into their mouths, my head drops to the pillow with a breathy groan.
Kenji’s fingers stop at my hips where my underwear sits, and his hands shake slightly. I continue to keep my eyes closed, though, and wait to see what he does. I don’t want to pressure him into anything. I want them to take this at a pace they’re comfortable with.
“You’ll tell us to stop if you need to, right? You won’t keep quiet just to please us.” Kenji speaks loud enough for the guys to hear, and they both pull back to wait for my answer.
When the chilled air hits my wet nipples, it distracts me for a moment, and I suck in a breath to calm my racing heart. My eyes finally move over the three of them. Their handsome faces remain serious as they stare at me, waiting for an answer. None of them drop their gazes to my exposed breasts, and I realise they won’t continue until I give them the reassurance they want to hear.
I nod. “I promise, I’ll tell you.”
It feels like a lifetime passes before Kenji hooks his fingers into my underwear and pulls them down my legs. The lace material passes over my legs and sets off goose bumps over my body; my senses feel like they’re heightened to a whole new level.
When I hear a sniff, my eyes snap open. I lift my head to see Kenji with my underwear pressed firmly to his nose, his eyes closed in a state of pure ecstasy. I grow wetter with the visual.
He doesn’t let go of my underwear like I thought he would. Instead, he trails them up one of my legs until he reaches my knee. His hands gently cup the backs of my knees, and he pulls my legs open to lay me bare before him. His eyes darken, and I hold my breath as he slowly moves his face towards the juncture of my thighs.
My breath hisses between clenched teeth when he begins to press open-mouthed kisses over my stomach and inner thighs, never once placing his mouth where I need him most. Desperation goes through me, and I plead for him to put me out my misery. Two warm mouths immediately latch onto my breasts once more, and my back arches, wanting more of myself against them.
Hands push against my inner thighs, and they press my legs to the bed. When I try to move, I’m pinned, and all I’m able to do is lie back and be subjected to whatever they want to do to me. It serves its purpose and causes the blood to rush through my veins as I desperately wait for the precious contact my body craves.
Kenji doesn’t make me wait long before a hot mouth presses against me. I buck my hips, which causes his grip to tighten. The tip of his tongue moves over me as he dips his head farther, then he begins to probe at my entrance. His tongue plunges deeper, and my muscles immediately clench in a desperate attempt to clamp around his tongue to hold him there. He pulls back. A groan slips free at the frustration of him stopping, but it’s cut off when he answers my unspoken plea and begins to plunder his tongue in and out of my entrance once more.
Theo’s calloused fingers move down and over my stomach. My muscles quiver at the contact, and my body thrums excitedly at the new sensation. Kenji continues to drive me mad with every dip of his tongue, and the hand snakes down. His fingers slide through my wetness before moving back up to my clit. They begin to move painstakingly slowly, and the sensations become too much.
My back bows off the bed as best it can with their bodies pressed against me. A scream rips free of my throat, and all I can do is ride the waves as they continue to play my body to perfection.
Faintly, three matching groans join me in orgasm and wetness splashes against my sides. My body collapses to the bed, hair plastered to my face as my chest heaves while trying to catch my breath.
Holy. Fuck!