Chapter 7
Jilly’s stomach was a mass of nerves as she sat between her mates at the head table. Dag and Dionne were on one side of them, and John, James, and Rue were on the other. The pride had prepared a delicious meal for dinner, and the cake – a three-tiered vanilla cake filled with raspberries – had been cut by her and her mates. She’d hardly eaten anything during the meal, and now, as she looked down at the slice of cake, with the pretty red raspberries peeking between the layers, all she could do was pick at it.
Fate leaned over and kissed her cheek. He whispered, “Let’s dance with our family, and then we can say goodbye.”
She bit her lip and nodded. “I’m ready.”
Wyked purred and wiggled his brows. “Us too.”
Fate left the table and went to the DJ who was playing romantic music during the meal. The music got louder, and the song she’d picked to dance with her father came on.
“Daddy? Can I have this dance?” she asked as she stood.
He smiled broadly and stood. “Of course, Jilly.”
He offered her his hand and she took it. They walked out to the center of the dance floor. “I picked this song out for us,” she said as they began to move.
Wyked and Fate took turns dancing with their mom, talking quietly and laughing.
“It’s a great song. So, do you feel any different now that you’re married and mated?” he asked.
“I do and I don’t. I still feel like me, but now I’ve got two husbands. It’s kind of like my birthday. I didn’t feel any older when I woke up, but I was.”
“Big events are funny like that I think.” He smiled at her, and she saw his eyes glisten with tears. “You’re the best thing that ever happened to me Jilly. Not only when you were born, but when you came back. I’ve loved every minute of the last three years with you. I feel like we made up for lost time.”
“I love you.”
“You’re the best daughter a father could ask for, and no matter where you go, you’ll always be my little girl.”
Tears welled in her eyes, and she blinked them away. “Oh, Daddy.”
“Hey, I’m allowed to be sentimental. I just gave my only daughter away.”
“Thank you for everything,” she said, giving him a hug when the song ended. He gave her hands to Wyked and Fate and danced with Dionne, while James and Rue joined them on the dance floor. Others followed. They danced for several songs, Jilly taking the time to dance with her cousins and uncles, as she thanked everyone for their help and support.
“It was a beautiful wedding, Aunt Lisa,” Jilly said. “I don’t know how you do it all, but it was great.”
“I’m so glad, honey. You’re so lovely, and your boys are quite handsome. I hope your marriage is full of love and laughter.”
When it was finally time for them to head to their RV and leave the pride and clan to continue the party in their honor, they walked with the group to the front of the boarding house, where Hanai had parked their SUV. It had been decorated with balloons and streamers, and the back window had been painted with the words Just Married. Once inside, they waved goodbye to the gathering crowd.
Dag put the SUV into gear and pulled away, honking the horn several times. “We moved the RV to the other side of the field,” he said, “so you’d have privacy during your honeymoon. It can get noisy in the mornings, and we wouldn’t want to unintentionally interrupt you.”
“That was thoughtful, thank you,” Jilly said. Her stomach fluttered again, but she tamped down the feeling.
He drove to the field and stopped in front of their RV. Wyked got out and held out his hand to Jilly. She scooted to the edge of the seat and stepped down, and he scooped her up into his arms.
“Thanks, Dad,” Fate said. “See you in a few days.”
“Enjoy your time, kids.”
They watched until he pulled away and crossed the field, and then Fate walked to the door and held it open, while Wyked carried Jilly into the RV. Fate shut and locked the door, following as Wyked carried her to the master bedroom.
“Welcome home, kitten,” Wyked said. He set her down on the bed and straightened.
Fate joined them. He removed his phone from his pocket and pressed a few buttons. She heard soft, romantic music. He connected the phone to the speaker that had been secured to the bottom of a cabinet. The music grew louder, but it wasn’t so loud she couldn’t talk to her mates.
Her males were the sexiest she’d ever seen in her life. She’d thought them handsome before, but now, wearing matching tuxes and gazing at her as if they could eat her alive and she’d enjoy every moment of it, she knew she’d never seen them sexier or more handsome.
She stood and turned, lifting her hair off her neck. She didn’t know who started to unbutton the dress, but she felt both of their hands on her. As the dress came undone, they lowered it slowly to the floor, and she stepped free of it and turned to face them. Fate picked up the dress, and she watched him leave the room and hang it up in a closet. As he stalked toward her, he undid his tie and tossed it aside, and then he pulled off his jacket. Wyked undressed, too, until they stood before her in their dress pants only.
Her nipples pebbled in her lacy corset, and her panties were quickly becoming soaked. She’d never been so turned on in her life. Fate cupped her face and kissed her, and then Wyked kissed her. Fate kissed her again, stroking his tongue into her mouth, and she wrapped one arm around his neck and drew him closer. Wyked kissed down her neck and across her shoulder, his fingers dipping into the corset to rub her nipples. He pinched them gently, playing with them until they were tingling and sending little jolts down her body. He slid his hands around her back and found the closure, which he worked open and then dropped the corset to the floor.
Fate lifted from her lips with a purr and cupped one breast. Both of them dropped their heads and sucked her nipples, and she moaned loudly, fisting their hair as her body churned with the first bloom of pleasure. Wyked picked her up and carried her to the center of the bed. He laid her down, and together, he and Fate pulled her panties slowly down her legs.
Wyked pushed her legs apart and settled between them as Fate moved up the bed and curled his finger under her chin. “You’re so beautiful,” Fate murmured.
Wyked inhaled deeply and purred. “You fucking smell like a dream, kitten.” He slid his finger gently up and down her pussy, curling it over her clit and barely grazing it. He probed her entrance, sliding only the tip of his finger in. She let out a groan and arched her hips, but he laid his arm over her waist and pushed her back to the bed.
“Why aren’t you naked?” she asked.
“You come first,” Fate said, “then we’ll make love.”
“I want you both so badly.”
“We want you, too,” Wyked said. He pushed his tongue into her pussy and then licked up to her clit, sucking lightly on the bud. Fate kissed her and played with her nipples while Wyked pushed his finger into her and sucked her clit. He used just enough pressure to bring her close to the edge and then he backed off, licking her nub gently. He pushed a second finger into her, and she tried to move, to wiggle her hips and take him deeply, but he kept her still, fingering her slowly as he leisurely licked her.
And then he laid his tongue flat against her clit and purred. His tongue vibrated with the purr, and she jerked away from Fate and gasped, pressing her head into the pillow. Wyked purred louder, rubbing his vibrating tongue on her nub as he added a third finger, sliding them in and out, faster and deeper with each pass. Her stomach twisted and her toes curled as she came, shouting out her pleasure and writhing in their hold.
They moved until they had caged her between them, Wyked’s fingers rubbing her clit and Fate feeding at her mouth. Then they each took a side of her neck and bit her, marking her as theirs forever. She cried out at the sharp pain, but it disappeared in the wake of the sweet knowledge that she wore their marks.
Fate and Wyked stripped from their pants, the material flying through the air as they climbed back on the bed. She didn’t know how their joining was going to happen, but she didn’t care. She just wanted them both. Fate rolled to his back and grasped his rock-hard erection. He motioned with his free hand. “Come use your mouth on me, sweetheart.”
She sat up and looked at Wyked. “I’m right behind you, kitten.”
With a grin, she moved to Fate, straddling his legs and positioning herself over him. Behind her, Wyked ran his fingers up the inside of her thighs, gripping them gently and then giving her cheek a playful squeeze.
“Love you,” Fate said.
“I love you, too,” she said, licking her lips. She looked over her shoulder at Wyked. “Love you.”
“Love you,” he said.
Wyked positioned his cock at her entrance, and she lowered her head and licked the top of Fate’s cock. He let out a groan that she matched when Wyked pushed into her deeply, gripping her hips tightly as their bodies pressed flush against each other. She took Fate into her mouth, running her tongue along the underside of his cock and playing with the thick vein. She propped herself up on the bed with one hand and used the other to wrap around the base of him, holding him as she worked herself up and down in time to Wyked’s movements within her. He pushed in hard and fast and then pulled out slowly until only the thick head of him remained.
Fate buried his hand in her hair. Wyked leaned over and braced himself with his hand next to hers on the bed, and with the other he reached for her clit. His hand slid across her hip in a slow arc and then brushed against the smooth skin. Her clit was throbbing and sensitive, and she squealed in surprised as he pinched it between his finger and thumb and began to rub it.
Fate helped her move on him when she lost the ability to do anything but just feel. The way that Fate’s cock felt in her mouth, all thick and hot. The way that Wyked’s cock hit just the right place inside her and how his fingers were driving her insane. Everything turned white-hot inside her, and she shuddered as she drew close to coming.
“Fuck yes, kitten, take us with you,” Wyked said, growling the words.
She cried out around Fate’s cock, his thick length muffling the sound as her body locked down on Wyked’s cock. Fate shouted her name as he came, and she swallowed him down. Wyked followed, moving back behind her and pounding into her until he came with a roar. Fate pulled her up his body, and she splayed across him, her body humming and her skin tingling.
She wanted to say something, but she was too overwhelmed with sensations and emotions. She’d been dreaming about this night since she met Wyked and Fate and they’d freed her from the oppressive females’ way of life. Now the day she’d been waiting for was finally here, and there were no more restrictions on them. Although the last three years had been difficult, it really had been worth it. Instead of jumping head-first into a physical relationship and mating, they’d been forced to get to know each other, and she was so glad they had. They were her best friends, her protectors, and now her true mates.
“Are you okay, kitten?” Wyked asked, rubbing his hand lightly up and down her back.
She rose onto her knees and stared down at them. They looked both satisfied and needy: hair tousled, eyes bright with passion, and sweet smiles on their faces. It was how she felt inside. Content but wanting more.
“I’m very okay,” she promised. “I’m just not done loving my mates.”
They both purred and their eyes flashed to the gold of their beasts. Fate sat up and cupped her face, drawing her to his lips for a kiss. “We’ll never be done.”
“That’s a promise,” Wyked said, his hand curving around her waist and dipping to the apex of her thighs.
“I’ll never be done either.”