Gabriella - Alpha Marked, Book II (9 page)

“They didn’t break any laws…” Scarlet
began.

Whitney finished. “…but they were dicks. So
your new gang will welcome you three.”

“Three?” She squeaked. Conceptually, she
realized that she was Berke and Jack’s mate. But reality was
slamming into her with a ginormous hammer.

“Three.” Scarlet nodded. “They’re an Alpha
Pair, you’re a Marked, and now it’s time to boink like werebunnies
on crack.”

“Do you think there are werebunn—” Gabby
didn’t get a chance to finish the word. Berke and Jack swooped in
then, wrapping their arms around her and turning her toward the
exits. Hell, she didn’t even say goodbye to anyone. They did that
for her.

“It’s time to mate, Mate.” Berke’s voice was
filled with sexual promise, but she noticed that Jack hadn’t said a
word.

“Jack?”

Jack stopped, disregarding the flowing mass
of bodies that slid around them. They created their own bubble in
the chaos after the Challenge. He released her hand and cupped her
face, both palms warm against her cheeks. “I want nothing more than
to mate you, Gabby. I made a mistake in not bonding with Berke, and
I refuse to repeat it by not mating you. The three of us belong
together. My body, my wolf, knew it. It just took some time for my
heart to accept the truth as well.” He brushed a gentle, chaste
kiss across her lips. “You’re the one, Gabby. Our Marked. Our
Mate.”

The truth didn’t slither into her veins, but
pummeled her chest with never-ending strikes. She fought against
the tears gathering in her eyes. “Berke?”

He stroked her back, fingers tracing her
spine. “From the moment I saw you, Gabriella. You know that. Our
Marked. Our Mate.”

She nearly buckled under the weight of their
conviction, their assurances flowing over her like water. “Okay.
Your Marked. Your Mate.” She licked her lips. “Take me to your room
and claim me.”

“Not the penthouse?”

She wrinkled her nose. “I refuse to boink in
the same suite as my sister. It’s…icky.”

Another consciousness lingered at the back of
Berke’s mind. It drifted, thoughts of its own meandering within
him.

Jack.

Formerly blunted emotions coated his own.
Hints of fear overlaid with elation were present, and they could
only be attributed to his newly acquired Alpha Pair status. There
were well and truly tied together now, nothing able to tear them
apart save death. His wolf howled with joy, reveling in the
presence of the other beast. They had their other half, and it was
time for them to claim the missing part of their soul.

Berke and Jack bracketed Gabriella as they
rode in the elevator, soft dings announcing each floor they passed.
They weren’t on the top floor like Keller, Garron and Scarlet, but
occupied the level beneath them in the event that they were needed.
They even had an inner stairwell that connected the two suites for
quick access.

Since they’d probably be claiming Gabriella
this night, he prayed it wouldn’t be used any time soon. Like, for
the next fifty years or so.

One last chime announced their arrival, and
the shining metal doors swooshed open to reveal a deserted hallway.
With Jack leading the way, Berke allowed Gabriella to precede him
while he covered the rear. Ever the warrior, he and his wolf were
intent on protecting their backs. It wasn’t so much the threat of
others as it was his fear of anything ever happening to their mate
that urged him to take the stance.

Besides, it gave him the perfect opportunity
to ogle her rounded ass. Her rear mounds were plump and full, hips
swaying and butt jiggling with every step. He couldn’t wait to
nibble and nip her flesh, watch the flush of her skin as blood
accentuated his bites. He’d leave love marks all over her body,
ensuring that everyone knew she was a taken female.

Our female.
The voice was soft, his
connection to Jack too new for his friend’s voice to boom through
his mind, but he received it none the less.

Berke followed the magical thread between
them, tracing the golden, twining strands until he was met with
Jack’s consciousness and he projected into his friend’s mind.
Our mate.

He sensed the other man’s wolf howl in
triumph and agreement. Yes, they were both on the same page when it
came to their luscious Marked.

They paused just outside their door, and Jack
was quick to gain access to their suite. When Gabriella moved to
follow the other wolf, Berke stayed her with a gentle touch to her
arm. “One moment, mate.”

She frowned at his light restraint, but
grinned when the word “mate” left his lips. “Mate…” She
whispered.

“Mate.” He couldn’t withhold the pleasure
that the word caused him. “Jack just needs to ensure we’re alone
before we enter.”

Her frown returned. “Why?”

“We were already a target due to our ranks,
but we’re an Alpha Pair now. We can never be too careful.
Especially when it comes to your safety. Regardless of your new
status, your body is still human and vulnerable.” They would always
take care with her. Nothing would ever mar her perfect skin. Not
even a paper cut.

Before she could respond, Jack appeared, a
hesitant smile in place. “All clear.” His unease was nearly
palpable, and he reached out slowly to twine his fingers with
Gabriella’s. “Come in?”

Relief, both his and Jack’s, whooshed through
Berke when she nodded and stepped into their home away from home.
One step became two became a few until they stood in the small
sitting area. A subtle shudder wracked her body, and Berke was
quick to move toward her, mirror Jack’s grip on her opposite wrist
and lean into her. Gabriella’s curves welcomed him, her body
seeming to recognize him with ease.

“We don’t have to do this if you’re not
ready, Gabriella,” he soothed as best he could.

We don’t?
Jack growled, and Berke
narrowed his eyes.

No, we don’t. Are you forgetting you were
an ass mere hours ago? You rejected her, Jack. She’s been through a
Challenge to keep us, but that doesn’t mean she’s ready to mate us
with abandon.
Berke didn’t bother keeping the annoyance out of
his tone, even adding to the words by sending his emotions along
their link.

An immediate flow of contriteness was
returned. “He’s right, Gabby. We’re on your schedule.” Jack cupped
her cheek, and Berke could feel the sizzling connection. There was
attraction and need bouncing between them, but they couldn’t forget
how they’d hurt her. “When you’re ready and not a moment
before.”

But I can’t wait for her to agree.
Jack’s mental words were a growl more than anything.

I know. Though, if she agrees, I’m not sure
how to go about this.

Jack came back sounding so smug.
What?
Afraid of sex, pretty boy?

He wanted to punch his Alpha partner.
So
you’ve been in a threesome? Claimed a mate before? Really?

A wall of doubt and frustration hit him in
response.

Gabriella squeezed Berke’s hand but didn’t
tear her gaze from Jack. “What’s with the sudden change of
heart?”

Jack froze, tension overtaking his body, and
Berke stepped in for his Alpha partner. “Life, no matter the
heartache it brings, is always worth living. We wouldn’t be living
if you weren’t with us.”

“Jack?” His mate pressed.

His friend’s shoulders slumped, and he leaned
forward, pressing his forehead to Gabriella’s. Berke stroked his
mate’s back and placed a hand on Jack’s shoulder, giving them both
support as they crawled over what he suspected was the last
hurdle.

“Fear…” Jack’s eyes closed. Berke sensed
every emotion rolling through his friend. He welcomed them with
open arms, taking them into himself in a way he never had before.
Jack continued. “Fear of what may be isn’t worth losing you, Gabby.
I’m an idiot and an asshole for pushing you away, but never
again.”

The last three words came on a whisper, but
based on Gabriella’s gusty sigh, she’d heard him clearly. When she
slumped into the other man, Berke realized she’d accepted Jack’s
words. Examining them through their bond, he also recognized them
as truth.

Gabriella swallowed, the lines of her neck
rippling with the effort, and she cleared her throat. “Okay.”

“Okay…” Berke murmured.

“Okay, I want to be yours.” Her voice
shook.

“You’ll never regret your choice, Gabby.
We’ll spend the rest of our days loving you.” Jack’s words cut
through Berke, slicing through his body and straight to his
heart.

Love? So quick? No. It couldn’t be… He
internally shook his head. No way.

You’re telling me you weren’t half in love
with her the moment you felt her Mark burn on your skin? You know
it flickered. Even I felt it and I was fighting this tooth and
claw.

Berke refused to accept his partner’s words.
No. It can’t be—

It can and is, friend. She was made for us,
and I for one am not going to allow fear to stop my heart. I
recommend you do the same.

He took a deep breath, stared at the two he’d
spend the rest of his life with, and let his bottled feelings fly
free. It wasn’t a bone-deep, soul-connecting love. Yet. But he had
no doubt that, with nurturing, it’d blossom into a tie that could
never be broken.

Berke placed a finger against her chin and
directed her attention to him. “Gabriella?”

“Make me yours, Berke.”

Oh, shit. How the hell are we gonna do
this?
Berke mentally gulped.

I saw it in a porn once? They were all on
their sides and she was in the middle…
Jack sounded so
hopeful.

We’re not taking our mate like porn
stars.
Berke nearly growled aloud.

Why not? It obviously works.
Jack
paused for a moment.
I think I could’ve been a porn
star…

God, he and Jack were in so much trouble.
Let’s hope we don’t fuck this up… And keep your dick to
yourself.

*

Berke tugged her, drawing Gabby toward an
open set of double doors that revealed a massive bed in the center.
It was more than enough space for the three of them to come
together. Logistically she knew what was to come, but had never
actually made love with two men at once.

They would join as one, both of her holes
filled with them as they fought for release within her. The final
step would come when they sank their partially shifted teeth into
her shoulders. One on the left, another on the right. Scarlet had
warned her of what was to come, words interspersed with giggles and
blushes, but description and reality seemed nowhere near one
another.

Their travels stilled at the foot of the bed,
the two men bracketing her, settling her between them. Berke
remained at her back while the previously reticent Jack pressed
against her front. The heat of their bodies crept into and seared
her.

Gentle hands stroked her arms, skimming her
skin as they sought their way beneath her clothes. Silently,
gently, they disappeared. The men worked as one, divesting her of
her shirt, then shoes, and finally shorts until she stood before
them in nothing but her bra and panties. She was exposed, barely
anything left to the imagination. Quiet reigned and unease
slithered through her, self-doubt and insecurity creeping to the
fore.

For, like, all of a second.

A glance at Jack’s features revealed his
desire, the tautness of his face and the sharpening of his cheeks
and jaw showing her he was close to losing control. His eyes
transitioned to a pale yellow that darkened by the second as his
wolf peeked at her.

Berke encircled her with his arms, movements
stilling as he reached her rounded stomach. “So sweet and soft.” A
growl shaded his voice.

Palms slid over her skin, Berke’s fingers
tracing the waist of her panties, digits dipping beneath the
elastic. Then he continued farther south until he rested just above
her mound.

Oh, God. She ached. Her core pulsed and clit
twitched with the need for these two wolves. Arousal thrummed in
her veins as her pussy grew heavy and filled with unsatisfied
desire. A deep inhale from Jack told her that he’d caught the scent
of her need. Her musk permeated the air, and those eyes flashed to
the pure yellow of his wolf.

Jack’s palms cupped her large breasts, her
flesh overflowing his hands, and he squeezed. Her nipples hardened,
and he traced the nubs, silk and lace the only things separating
them.

“See how she needs, Berke?” Jack murmured,
his gaze centered on her chest. She shivered beneath his regard.
“So responsive.”

While she remained focused on Jack, Berke’s
fingers danced past her cropped curls and farther south to her
soaked pussy. His digits slid through her cream, teasing her slit
and then delving into her moist depths. One finger traced her inner
sex lips, pad stroking her from hole to clit and back again. The
first brush of the sensitive bundle of nerves nearly brought her to
her knees.

“Berke!”

“So, very, very responsive. I’d say we’re
lucky wolves, wouldn’t you, Jack?” Berke scratched her neck with a
sharp fang.

Another stroke, finger sinking into her
sheath and then retreating to her clit. He circled the nub, round
and round, and she rocked her hips in time with his
ministrations.

But Jack hadn’t been a lazy boy. While Berke
tormented her pussy, Jack tugged the cups of her bra down to expose
her tender breasts. Now there was nothing between his skin and her
flesh. He cupped her mounds as if weighing them, teasing her once
again until he captured one nub, and then the other, between thumb
and forefinger. He plucked and pinched her nipples, his torment
adding to the blissful arousal that Berke stoked.

Berke continued his teasing caresses, urging
her closer to release. Two fingers replaced one, both sinking into
her hole and stretching her. She rocked into his penetration,
fighting for him to slide deeper. A sting accompanied his invasion,
but it merely added to her arousal.