Page 16 of Delivered to My Beasts (Mail-Order Matings #22)

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My mates watched while I undressed, but they didn’t have a lot of time to observe because I stripped about as fast as anyone ever could.

After waiting so long to make this move and finally realizing that not only was I attracted to them and loved them, but they were my fated mates.

My wolf had understood that right away, but the other part of me tended to get caught up in emotions and feelings of obligation.

I hadn’t wanted them to mate me out of pity or a sense of protectiveness because I was a female on the run.

But they’d made it pretty clear that they also had recognized me as their mate, and urgency replaced most of the negative feelings I’d been allowing myself to harbor.

It all seemed ridiculous now. How could I have slept under these males’ roof and not jumped their bones at the very first opportunity?

As they followed suit stripping off their garments to reveal the bodies I’d been admiring when we shifted, I shivered at a flicker of unease at what it meant to take all three of them as my mates.

It wasn’t odd to have more than one; I’d known pack members who had two at least, but I was so much smaller than them.

Would they squash me? Hurt me by accident? Could they fit inside me at all?

And then, by the grace of the Goddess, I knew the truth. These bears would not hurt me ever. Even if it meant they had to hold back. I could place myself in their hands and feel safe and cared for as they approached me and laid me on the bed.

I wondered how it would work. Would each one make love to me separately or…

Jax kissed me and I stopped wondering and wound my arms around his neck.

In the dimness of the room, it was hard to see everything going on, but once the kissing started, my eyes closed anyway, and everything was touch.

I would have other opportunities to see, and for tonight, I just lay back while my mates stroked and caressed and kissed me from head to toe.

Definitely an advantage of having three such considerate mates.

When I thought I couldn’t be any more turned on, one of them, I was sure it was Duke, pressed my legs apart and kissed me right in the most intimate of places.

He hummed, flicking his tongue over my clit, swirling and nibbling until I was writhing and whimpering against Jax’s lips.

Sparks of light flashed behind my closed lids as Duke closed his lips around my clit and gave a suckle.

My orgasm was not yet over when he rose up and placed his cock at my core then thrust inside.

I sobbed, coming again as he stretched me with his cock, filling me and reaching places I had heard whispers of but never believed were there.

He paused, allowing me to adjust to his size before moving again, driving into me over and over again.

Crew’s attention was on my breasts, lapping at my nipples, pinching and suckling.

I didn’t think I could stand it when Duke came with a roar, bringing me over with him and bending to sink his teeth into my throat, marking me.

I wasn’t even sure how he managed to get to my throat past the others.

Then he lay there a moment, braced on his arms before rolling to the side and being replaced by Crew.

Jax was definitely the kissing champion, but now he was kissing my breasts, and I’d never known I was so sensitive there. Or anywhere, really.

Thank the Goddess I’d kept my ex at arm’s length because I wanted to be with these three men and only them for my whole life.

Jax marked my upper breast, Crew my shoulder, and by the time each of them had filled me and marked me—bringing me to at least one orgasm each, I was a rag doll, limp and exhausted but so happy.

The big bed had room for all of us, but before we crawled under the covers, Jax went to the bathroom and returned with a soft cloth to clean me up.

I caught a flash of red on the cloth and there was probably more on the sheets.

I hoped I hadn’t ruined them with my virgin blood.

But somehow, I didn’t think my mates would mind.

They gave me water to drink as well, murmuring sweet things to me before we all fell asleep but not for long. And the next time we made love, it was my turn to mark my mates. My Beasts who were the tenderest yet fiercest lovers all at the same time.

My mates.