Gabriella - Alpha Marked, Book II (11 page)

Now he was thankful for his other half.

When the milking rhythm of Gabby’s body
continued to increase, flowing from one into the next, Jack knew
she rested at the precipice.

Jack’s balls were about to burst, his cock
stimulated until pleasure was easing to pain, and somehow that
simply increased the ecstasy of being inside her. He allowed his
fangs to drop and lengthen within his mouth as he prepared to sink
them into Gabby’s shoulder.

The sound of her moans transformed into
screams, and her body trembled.

Now, Berke?

His partner’s response was immediate.
Now.

As one, they rolled, holding Gabby while they
moved, repositioning their bodies without breaking their maddening
rhythm. Berke was now beneath them, Gabby settled in the middle,
while Jack loomed above their supine bodies.

The in and out continued, the see-saw action
of their cocks driving all of them mad with need. Berke’s emotions
raged within his mind, and Jack found that his own mirrored the
other wolf's.

Want. Need. Desire. Affection. Lo—

They both backed off at that thought. Too
soon. Much too soon.

Gabby let out a high-pitched scream, her hole
fisting him in a nearly-painful squeeze, signaling her release… And
giving him permission for his own.

Fuck now.
He sent the words to Berke,
sensing his friend’s nearness as well.

It took three thrusts. Three flexes of his
hips before his life once again was forever altered. Twice in the
same day.

The sixteen-year-old pain he’d been harboring
drifted away, destroyed by the day’s events. Looking at Berke, he
caught the flash of fang, the emergence of the other wolf’s
canines.

They both craned their necks, teeth resting
against Gabby’s skin, and then they bit. Sweet blood flowed into
his mouth, the coppery tang sliding over his taste buds.

With the taste of the burgundy fluid coating
his tongue, his orgasm rushed forward. His wolf howled in triumph
at the mating bite and then a blinding rush of sensation overtook
him.

His prick throbbed, and the euphoria of
release enveloped him. With every pulse of his cock and flex of his
hips, tendrils of his new bond with Gabby floated into place.

Snippets of her emotions drifted to him,
gentle at first, whisper-like hints of her feelings. They grew in
strength and frequency with every spurt of his dick, cum filling
her delicious ass as the bliss continued. Her dark channel clenched
him, and he imagined her pussy did the same to Berke.

Jack roared against her flesh, his beast
wrenching control from him. An echoing sound came from his partner
and then Gabby’s voice rose above theirs. Suddenly the door between
them that had been easing open was ripped from its ethereal hinges.
Gabby invaded his mind, her thoughts twirling and dancing with his,
her feelings making love with those present within him. She drew
them together. Berke’s presence also took shape inside him. And
then the pain anchored in the past was truly gone. The fear
vanished beneath her power, the worry and anxiety pulled from him
just as she wove them into one.

One last shudder wracked their connected
bodies. Gabby went limp between them, slumping against Berke. Jack
still supported his weight on his hands, not wanting to crush his
new mate. With care, he slid his teeth free of her shoulder,
lapping at the wound as he withdrew. Blood trickled from the
injury, and he licked up every drop of the delicious fluid. He
normally didn’t care for the taste, only suffering through it when
his wolf hunted, but he didn’t think he’d ever get enough of Gabby.
He foresaw biting his lush mate regularly. Already he wanted to
mark her again, bathe her in his scent so every other male would
know she was taken.

Later.
He met Berke’s gaze over
Gabby’s shoulder.

Jack nodded.
Later. And often.

*

Sweat coated Gabby, the moisture cooling from
the chilled air, but she couldn’t have cared less. Not when she
could sense both Berke and Jack within her mind, their thoughts
flowing into her in gentle waves. Pure male satisfaction ruled
above them all, but she sensed an underlying caring that seemed to
grow with every passing breath. She wasn’t delusional enough to
think it was love, but the foundation had been built and,
brick-by-brick, was growing within their conjoined minds.

As one they shifted, the men withdrawing
while Gabby settled more comfortably between their bodies. Berke
and Jack’s hands didn’t leave her as their breathing eased back to
normal. Fingers continued to move over her skin, palms sliding
along her ribcage to just above her pubis and back again. The
touches weren’t meant to arouse, but simply to continue their
connection.

Jack eased closer, leg sliding over hers as
he nuzzled her shoulder. When she focused, she sensed nothing but
joy and wonder coming from him, a deep contentment that was echoed
by his wolf.

Berke shifted nearer as well, his arm
wrapping around her waist while pressing a kiss to her shoulder
before moving to share her pillow. His emotions were no less deep.
Certain aspects shone brighter than Jack’s, yet different. His
closeness to love worried her since she wasn’t sure of her own
feelings.

“Shh…” Berke kissed her again. “We have the
rest of our lives.” He scraped one of his fangs over her shoulder
and then leaned in farther to lap at her new mating mark. “Nothing
needs to come today. Or even tomorrow. Having you with us is all we
need.”

Jack nodded against her, his agreement
swift.

“Are you upset about Colson?” Gabby couldn’t
withhold the question. She recalled Jack’s reticence at taking his
place, and worried that he’d gone along with things and would come
to hate her for forcing the issue.

“Never, love.” Jack slid his arm alongside
Berke’s and gripped her hip. “It took you to make me see the truth,
and I would never resent you for today’s events.” He licked the
wound he’d inflicted on her. “We were born to lead. Regardless of
my fears. Colson will have the best Alpha Pair leading them, and
our Pack will be all the stronger for your presence.” He pushed up
and braced himself on his elbow. “I’m not my father. I wouldn’t
harm you or Berke if my life depended on it.” Jack sighed. “And I
accept that we’re a deadly race. Hiding from my true self,
punishing you and Berke for my fear, doesn’t negate the truth. I am
an Alpha, paired with Berke, and mated to you. Nothing more.
Nothing less.”

Gabby looked to her other mate. “Berke?”

“I don’t think we’d have been able to finish
our pairing had it not been for you. I don’t know that we ever
would have.” Gabby’s gaze remained focused on Berke as he spoke,
but she felt Jack nod at the wolf’s words. “Now we’ll have a home
with a Pack desperately in need of good Alphas. Even better, it’ll
be near Scarlet. And if you’d like, Whitney can come live with us.
We know how much your sisters mean to you.”

“Really?” She couldn’t help the wistful
tone.

“Really.” Berke brushed a gentle kiss across
her lips.

She turned to Jack, anxious for one from him
as well. “Really.”

Gabby sighed and reveled in their closeness.
She could do this. She could continue to heal Jack’s heart and grow
to love the two wolves in her life. Easy.

She wiggled and snuggled into the bed,
enjoying the heat of her mates’ bodies as she relaxed. Yeah, it was
all good. Another shift of her body and she wrinkled her nose.
“Dude. Scarlet was right. Mating
is
squishy.”

Gabby dragged her not-so-happy, super-tired
ass out to the living area of the suite she now shared with Berke
and Jack. She hurt in spots she didn’t even know existed, but damn,
it’d been worth it. Her mates had taken her places she’d only ever
dreamt of and beyond. Just remembering that last orgasm sent a
shudder of renewed arousal through her.

Bad vagina. Bad. Any more smexy times and
you’ll break.

Manly chuckles slipped into her mind, and she
gave the men a mental frown.

The soft
thump
of feet approaching
drew her attention to the stairs which led to the Ruling Alphas’
suite. In moments, a smiling Scarlet and Whitney appeared.

Scarlet threw her hands in the air. “Whee!
It’s good to be mated to the Ruling Alphas. I get to show up
whenever I want, and you can’t tell me no!”

Well, at least Gabby was clothed. She looked
down at the oversized t-shirt she wore, noting a few holes here and
there. Yeah, she’d gotten a little impatient when she’d stripped
Jack last night. But her pink bits were hidden, so whatever.

Whitney followed behind Scarlet, a covered
tray in her hands, and Gabby perked up. “Breakfast?” Her stomach
rumbled. “With lotsa sugar?”

Scarlet gave her a “duh” look. “And coffee is
on its way. I stole this stuff from my suite, but carrying burning
hot things is beyond me this early. Our new Captain of the Guard is
sending one of the ‘young pups’ along with it. Apparently catering
to my every whim is some sort of hazing ritual now.”

Yeah, Gabby could see that.

Whitney plopped onto the couch. Gabby soon
followed, while Scarlet curled up in a chair opposite them. The
Wickham triplets together again. At least Gabby’s new home was near
Scarlet’s. Now they had to figure out Whit’s situation.

Snaring a Danish, she bit into it and poked
at the big neon yellow elephant in the room. Pink was so passé.
“So, I’m mated. And you’re mated.” She pointed at Scarlet then
turned to Whitney. “The question is: what’s up with you?”

Whitney’s eyes widened and her cheeks
flushed. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She chomped on
her pastry.

“Uh-huh.”

Scarlet snorted. “Right. You weren’t
practically humping the Wardens’ legs last night. Sell me a
bridge.”

Whitney scrunched her nose. “Okay, they’re
hot, but they’re not an Alpha Pair, and I’m not a Marked. No matter
what, it’d be sex and nothing else.”

Gabby grinned. “Hot sex though.” Twin growls
filled her mind, overpowering any other thoughts. “Quit it you
two!” The sounds quieted.

“Getting snarly, are they?” Scarlet chuckled.
“Yeah, we can’t talk about guy hotness or sex with anyone but them
anymore. Sucks, but true.”

“Ugh. Fine. So, Whitney, why were you eye
fucking Emmett and Levy? You know, the two non-hot, non-sexy
Wardens?” Gabby only got low grumbles from her mates for that
one.

Whitney refused to look at her, flicking a
crumb off her jeans instead. “I have no idea what you’re talking
about.”

“Liar.” Scarlet said the word at the same
time as Gabby.

Whit sighed and turned to them. “What did it
feel like when you realized that you’d found your mates? I mean,
besides the Mark stuff. I’m talking about everything else.” So much
vulnerability filled Whitney’s voice that Gabby just wanted to hug
her sister close. “Because… Because maybe…maybe they’re mine?”

The End

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