Mob Mom's Christmas (5 page)

“You ready to tell me who my daughter is mated to?” Brenda said with her arms crossed in front of Kade.

He shared a sad and pathetic pleading look with her. Calli shook her head and said, “On your own there, buddy.”

“Oh, you're gonna pay for that,” Kade muttered.

“You can borrow the crop,” Vivi laughed.

“Ma, really?” Calli frowned at her mother.

“Back to my baby, who is it?” Brenda demanded.

Rissa looked up with interest, she held her breath, she'd been waiting for this. Who could it possibly be that Kade would not say in the meeting? It didn’t make sense unless she was really not going to like this.

“Well, Ms. Praton had an informant for years, someone who we thought we were working against, but in reality, he was giving information back to us. And let me say, he hasn’t done half the things we thought,” Kade said hurriedly.

Calli frowned and straightened, it was someone they chased? Someone they had been looking for?

“Who?” Calli ground out feeling the hairs on the back of her arm stand up when he murmured the name.

“What the fuck?” Cherri whispered.

“No way,” Kiki said looking wide-eyed at Rissa now.

“Shit,” Calli moaned and Rissa began laughing. “Nervous breakdown, it was bound to happen to one of us, given the upbringing we all had, as well as our intelligence.”

“I agree, thank the Gods it wasn’t me,” Cherri said and watched as Rissa began to laugh harder.

“Honey, you need to calm down,” Brenda said softly.

Rissa shook her head and looked at her mother. “I thought I was going crazy for weeks. Whew, I was worried there for a minute.”

“Wait, Kade just told you the man we have hated all these years, who we thought was responsible for hundreds of murders, is your mate,” Cherri said with awe.

“The key word is thought,” Rissa said.

Calli rolled her eyes, “Say it out loud!”

“Say what?” Rissa frowned.

“Say the name, out loud,” Calli sighed.

“Why?” Rissa asked.

“Stop avoiding and say it out loud, dammit,” Calli barked.

“Fine, my mate is Mr. Twisted,” Rissa said and then frowned. She looked at her best friends, they watched as the horror and surprise filled her face. That was the way it was with Rissa. She had to hear it from her own lips to believe. “Fuckin' A, I thought I was having a dream again!” she cried and put her head down on the table.

“It's not that bad,” Kade said.

“Really, how can you say that, a homicidal maniac is my mate and it's not that bad? Who is my other one? The Bondi King, no wait, one better, a troll!”

“There are no trolls!” Calli laughed.

Pilar turned her head sharply at Calli. “Never, say, never.”

“Huh?” Calli asked as Rissa began really to freak out.

“A killer, a man-whore, we have all seen him in action. I mean really, we saw him fucking the prostitute in order to see if we could see his face. I saw him naked, with another woman, and a prostitute. Do you think that may raise an issue in our relationship?” Rissa yelled.

“Wait, hang on,” Calli ordered and held up her hand and looked at Pilar. “Are you trying to tell us there are Trolls? Seriously?”

“Bitch,” Rissa cried. “I would rather be mated to a troll than Mr. Twisted. Argh, this sucks. I refuse, I refuse to mate with that asshole.”

Brenda snorted, “You can’t deny the mating call.”

“Watch me, do you really want a psycho in the blood pool?” Rissa screamed.

“Please. What do you think your Uncle Ralph is?” Brenda scoffed and then ducked calmly when Rissa threw a book at her. “And your Cousin Tad, and….”

“Great, look what I'm working with here!” Rissa said.

“Hey, we all commented on the size of his… you know… thing,” Cherri whispered in front of the parents. “When we watched the vid of him in action, you should be glad, you know, because you can see him in action beforehand. What if he sucked in bed, now that would’ve been worse.”

“What are you trying to say, mate?” Declan growled.

“Nothing, honey. Just pointing out the facts, I mean, I would’ve been crushed if you sucked in the sack, but look, I'm as happy as a clam,” Cherri grinned.

Calli laughed and said, “Maybe your other one will be a Troll.”

“Let’s just talk calmly about this,” Kade reasoned. “Simon is not what you think he is. I am telling you. The guy you all call Mr. Twisted is like six different men. The Bondi King loved making us chase our tails, thinking it was one person.”

“Well, who was fucking the prostitute, ‘cause if it was him, I'm out,” Rissa said firmly.

"Gentlemen, I believe this is an argument best left for the women, if you will excuse us, we will be retiring to the lounge,” Vivi said smoothly and stood, pulling her friends up, and then Cherri and Rissa until she stood next to her stubborn daughter, who looked at her in defiance. “My dear, it's time for you to learn about Pack ladies night out.”

Calli snorted, stood, then looked at her mate, and nodded, they would talk later, the men could hash out how they were going to deal with this news, and figure out how it could help them. She had known the informant was someone she hated, Kade hadn’t told her for that very reason, she thought. If Calli had known who the informant was, she would have ripped his head off before they could have talked. She thought back to the times she blamed the man for things that had gone wrong and laughed to herself. This was going to be interesting.

Chapter Five

“Mom,” Rissa groaned and followed her mother into the room they had declared a lounge. It was basically where the guys put the pool table they brought back with them on one outing, and the bar they returned with one another.

The good part about it is they kept the alcohol stocked. It took a lot to get a shifter drunk, but it was not impossible. Which is why, in the back room of the kitchen there were boxes of wine, beer, and hard alcohol.
For days just like this
,
she thought.

“Don’t bitch and moan, because you need this. And to be honest, I think we do, too,” Calli said and plopped down in the large, leather chair. Getting all the furniture into this place had been a pain in the ass. For the first few months, they sat on boxes and the floor. Now it really seemed like it was a comfortable home. Thank goodness for the magic powers of some of their people.

Pilar wandered in and smiled, “Can I join you?”

“Of course, come on in. We are going to show these young ladies how we used to do this old school,” Vivi said.

Cherri laughed, “Yeah, like we have never had a girls' night out.”

Pilar sat down. “I remember my mother and her friends having the girls' night out once a month. It drove my fathers’ nuts, because they always got into some sort of trouble or another.”

Rissa looked at the seemingly beautiful young woman and just had to ask, “Who are your ancestors?”

Pilar looked at her and smiled. “Well, I have been thinking about that, I guess it really shouldn’t be that big of a secret anymore. I mean, we are all in the same boat, so I can tell you. Let’s all get a drink before I drop this on you.”

“Shit, that means it's gonna be funky,” Calli said. “The last time you told me to get a drink, I'm pretty sure I was shot at.”

“It won't be that bad. However, you're going to be a little shocked. I think it will be easier if I tell you ladies first before the guys, they are gonna freak out,” Pilar said and then took the shot of Whiskey that was put in front of her. “Hit me again.”

“Damn, a double shooter, we're gonna be in trouble,” Shelly muttered and took her second shot.

“Okay, so remember how you all have the books about your ancestors?” Pilar said and waved for them to fill her glass again.

“Of course, duh, that's all we are like, talking about,” Rissa said and took her glass and swigged it, slamming the glass back down on the table with the rest of them.

Pilar laughed and looked at the people she considered family. For years, she had been hiding, and finally she was going to tell them the truth. She wasn’t sure how they were going to take it, but she really had no choice. It was time.

“Well, mine is a little smaller than yours,” Pilar said and drank the next glass. This many shots in anyone, shifter included, began to affect them. If a shifter stopped, however, their metabolism would speed it through their system, if they kept up this pace, they would be shitfaced in next to no time.

“Smaller, how is that, it has had to go through like three generations,” Calli said and drank.

“Not so much,” Pilar slurred a little and then laughed.

Vivi was watching the whole thing in silence, matching them drink for drink. She was thinking about everything she knew about the Chosen, and there was some freaky shit in that group. In fact, that was where this whole chicks’ night out thing started in the families. It’d been passed down from generation to generation, each with the stories of the antics their ancestors got into. She loved it.

“A fucking Dragon?” Calli hooted. “Pilar is a Dragon.”

The women were well and truly shit faced by the time they had argued, fought, and denied the story their bold boss told them. Calli thought she was crazy, and Cherri wanted to do tests. It was Rissa that shrugged and asked her if she knew the old song from the history books about someone named ‘Puff'.

They were lying all over the room, still drinking, although they had long since finished the Whiskey and now, moved on to their own favorite drinks.

“Dududududududude, I am mated to a crazy man, and ‘Puff the Magic Dragon’ is our friend. It all makes perfect sense. Aliens have actually taken us and they are probing us. I bet, when we wake up in the morning, we are gonna have a sore ass,” Rissa said laughing.

“Hey, not cool,” Calli laughed. “We seriously don’t need to go to the whole butt thing.”

“Okay, just saying,” Rissa sang.

“Bitches, you are clearly shrunk… I mean drink… no, I mean shrunk!” laughed Cherri.

The older women were just as drunk, they were in the corner singing old show tunes into the end of their bottles and kept drinking. Pilar was trying to take off her shoes so she could prove she was a dragon, they all wanted to see her shift. Apparently, the whole laces in the shoes were an issue.

The three leaders of the Pack were a bit more dignified. They were challenging each other to fights in the far corner of the room where there was not furniture. Calli and Rissa were currently going at it. Calli sweeping her friend’s feet and then elbowing her in the stomach. Rissa rolled and missed the elbow and followed up with a kick to the back of Calli’s legs, making them both fall on the floor panting and laughing.

Cherri pounced on her feet with a bottle in her hand, telling the winner they got to control the flow of booze. When Calli raised and cocked her eyebrow at her friend, Rissa grabbed the bottle. Cherri let out a war cry and charged.

The end result was Cherri lying flat on her back moaning and laughing as Calli and Rissa surrounded her.

Chapter Six

Frowning, Cherri tried to remember why she’d taken off her clothes. She remembered putting on her nightgown the previous night before she’d crawled into bed. She also had a fleeting memory of waking up to find herself cuddled warm and toasty against Declan.

She didn’t remember anything after that.

Slowly she became aware that fleeting touches were caressing her skin, reminding her of a feather brushed across her body. Wait, they had done that before, she wanted to peek her eyes open, but she was having too much fun trying to remember what the hell happened last night.

A firmer caress touched her hip, just as the bed dipped near her feet. Her eyes shot open, widening at the erotic sight in front of her. At first, she thought she was dreaming, until Declan chuckled, “Good morning.”

Still blinking, she sat up, taking in the sight of him. If she’d ever seen anything sexier than Declan—tall, dark, lean, and tattooed, wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist—she sure as hell didn’t remember it. Wait, it was her other mate, he was there too, leaning against her length, looking just as sexy. Cherri grinned at her mates, and then gulped, her eyes taking in the sight of the two men that had taken over her life. They consumed her with their love, and they never let her think she was second to anything.

The look in Nik’s eyes, his long hair damp and slicked back, she loved it when it was lose and she could run her fingers through it. The contrast to her other mate was amazing, Declan with his short, perfectly cropped hair, and Nik, the wild child, she loved to allow them to lead.

Leaning forward from where he knelt between her legs, Declan brushed his lips over hers, licking the seam of her lips and she shivered with anticipation.

“What a nice present to unwrap,” Nik murmured, as he pulled back the sheet. “This is my Christmas present, I think.”

She leaned into Declan’s kiss, his warm, soft lips teasing hers between playful nips to her bottom lip, while Nik explored her flesh, making her wet between her legs.

The bed dipped on her left side, the touch of a thick cock against her naked thigh a sharp reminder that she had more than one man to satisfy. Cherri turned her head until she met Nik’s lips, and savored the difference in the kisses. Declan’s had been teasing and sweet, while Nik’s was demanding and firm.

Since Declan’s hands settled on her thighs, Nik took the top, and he smoothed a hand across her stomach.

The large hand on her belly kept her in place, while the one at her back massaged gently. “How’s your back this morning? Do you want another back rub?” Nik’s soft rumble tickled her senses, his warm, caressing hands adding to the delightful feel.

Suddenly she remembered how she’d ended up naked. Those bitches had gotten her drunk enough to attempt a stupid stunt. She ended up on her ass laughing, but her back had taken the brunt of the fall and when she tried to get up, she was unable to. Thank the Gods for shifter healing. Trying to flip off the wall like she used to be able to had been a mistake.

Fisting her hand in the sheet, she surreptitiously pulled it up to cover her hip as she kissed Declan back, before turning to smile at Nik, arching into his caress.

“Ha, thanks, no. My back feels great. I told you a good night's sleep would do wonders. Why am I naked? I didn’t have to be naked to get a massage. You two should’ve let me give you a massage last night, too. It would have made for a much more interesting night.”

Nik growled and bit her shoulder, “That's why we put you to bed naked, so we could have that this morning. I was being nice asking if you wanted one first.”

Cherri laughed as they rolled her so she was sandwiched between them.

Nik slid the hand at her back into her hair and tilted her head back. Covering her breast with the other hand, he loomed over her, his lips just a breath from hers.

“You’re naked because I want you that way, and I’m going to get you naked every chance I get. In fact, I will talk to Kade about making an edict; the women have to be naked in their suites,” Nick laughed.

Pressing his lips against hers, he forced her mouth open, tugging her nipple when she tried to resist and drawing a gasp from her.

Nik took advantage of her parted lips, plundering deep, his kiss tasting of possession and need, the hand at her breast tender but just as possessive.

Cherri melted, slumping against him and lifting her arms to tangle her fingers in his still damp hair. Raising her arms exposed her breasts even more, making them more sensitive to Nik’s callused palm sliding back and forth over her nipple.

When the hands on her thighs began to work their way upward, she stiffened, whimpering in her throat when Nik leaned over her. He slid his hands up her arms, igniting every nerve ending along the way, until he reached her hands. Threading his fingers through hers, he interlaced their fingers and pressed the back of her hands into the mattress, his warm body also pressing hers into the soft bedding.

His mouth moved over hers with hunger and increasing passion, driving her growing need even higher. Nik held her easily swallowing her moan when Declan hooked her thighs over his shoulders, blew gently on her mound, making Cherri shiver with her dampness as it became more pronounced.

Except for her feet, Cherri couldn’t move. Her thighs, held spread wide by Declan’s shoulders, trembled when she felt his warm breath on her clit. Struggling to get her hands free, she dug her heels into Declan’s back, involuntarily lifting herself to his mouth and crying out against Nik’s mouth at the first swipe of Declan’s tongue on her clit.

Declan’s hot mouth was like fire on her body, licking and sucking his way around her clit and pussy until she shook everywhere. His damp hair felt cool on her inner thighs, the heat of his tongue pushing repeatedly into her pussy made for a distracting contrast.

Nik swallowed her cries, kissing her with a passion that thrilled her each time she felt it, his body tight against hers as he transferred her wrists into one of his strong hands above her head, lifting his head to stare down at her as he rolled slightly to the side and slid his other hand to her breast. Then he smiled down at her and said, “Damn, I love your body. We are gonna fuck you until you scream.”

Declan swiped his tongue over her clit, making her cry out and jolt, at the same time sliding a finger into her. She felt him slide his finger along the inside of her heat, stroking the muscles that were already starting to spasm with need.

With a soft laugh, Declan kissed her pussy, pressing until he could find that special rough area inside that could make her whimper and scream. He grinned again when she moved her hips and cried out, and bent to swipe his tongue across her clit.

“Maybe we need our mate to get tipsy more often. She is very sensitive this morning,” Declan murmured. His hot mouth closed over her clit again, sucking gently and making the tender nub tingle. She loved it when they did this, made her their plaything, it made her feel cherished and safe.

Kicking against Declan’s back, she cried out, cries that Nik swallowed with his kisses. She twisted and moved, trying to get her hands free so she could reach her mate's body. She needed to feel him with her hands.

Nik lifted his head staring down at her; he wanted to hear the words, the ones that would allow her to have the release. Cherri knew the rules when they were in the bedroom; they were responsible for her pleasure.

“Please, let me come, I am going to explode.”

“Then take what you need,” Nik whispered into her ear, and she pumped her hips, fucking herself harder on Declan’s finger. Nik held her hands and grabbed one nipple with his free hand and the other sucking hard on her nipple.

The tingling became more intense until she thought she was going to pass out. She could actually see stars behind her eyes. It was crazy what they could do to her.

Stiffening, she came hard, her pussy pulsing on Declan’s finger and soaking it with her juices. Then he became more insistent as he sucked her clit into his mouth, rolling it on the ridges of his mouth making her jolt, the sensation too strong to bear, making her buck and quiver, trying to get away from the sensation. Sliding his hands under her thighs and up to rest on her stomach, he held her down, his shoulders under her thighs keeping her hips tilted upward to a position that left her wide open to him and completely defenseless.

She screamed at them. Then Cherri fought against their hold, the entire time coming so hard, tears began to flow down her cheeks. She couldn’t believe they did it to her again, making her want to kick their asses for the pleasure they were giving her.

Easing his touch, Declan lapped at her clit, the light, slow strokes drawing the magic out, she could feel the power of their mating flowing around them as it had the first time.

Nick was whispering to her in her ear, encouraging her to ride out the pleasure. His tone loving and thick with need, sharpening her pleasure until it peaked making even her fingers and toes curl.

“I love you,” Cherri cried. Closing her thighs on Declan’s head, she thrilled at the soft, cool, silkiness of his hair on her inner thighs, the spiraling sensation a reminder that she couldn’t close her legs against his attention until he allowed it.

Her helplessness added another layer to her excitement, an added enticement she never dreamed she would welcome.

He didn’t stop, at least not until he’d drained every last ounce of pleasure from her and her cries had become whimpers and then nothing but soft, weary moans.

By the time he lifted his head, every nerve ending in her body tingled in delight, and her limbs felt like wet noodles.

To her surprise, Declan slid out from under her thighs and rolled her to her side, dropping a tender kiss on her hip before rising.

Little pinpricks of pleasure raced over her hip as he knelt at the foot of the bed and leaned over her.

“I love you.”

A giggle escaped before she could prevent it and shaking her head, she sat up with Nik’s strong arms supporting her. Still trembling, she slumped against Nik, nearly melting under his caresses. Looking up through her lashes into his indulgent smile, she moaned.

“What a way to start the day!”

With a low growl, Nik lifted her onto his lap, draping her back over his arm. Nuzzling her lips with his, he ran his hand down her body and slipped his fingers through her slick folds.

A little surprised at the teasing glint in his eyes, and excited by the bulge that pressed against her hip, she slid a glance at Declan as he moved around to the other side of the bed. Her breath caught when she saw his cock, and she automatically reached for his outstretched hand when he dropped onto the bed beside her.

He licked his lips as though savoring the taste of her, running his hand over her breast.

Nik teased her already sensitive clit, tapping his fingers over it. Grabbing a fistful of her hair, he tilted her head back. With his face just inches from hers, he pinched her clit, his eyes flaring at her cry. His indulgent smile touched an inner softness she hadn’t been aware of and accentuated his strong masculinity.

Caught up in his eyes and the feel of his fingers teasing her clit, it took a few moments before Cherri could make sense of what he was doing.

Running her hand over his chest, she smiled up at him, swallowing a laugh when he narrowed his eyes and regarded her warily.

“Please, I want to taste you,” she lowered her eyes to hide her amusement at the heat mixed with wariness that flared in his, and then snapped her head up again in shock at their reactions.

Nik’s cock jumped against her hip. Declan cursed, fisting his hand around his long, thick cock and began to slide it up and down its length from base to tip and back again.

Nik lowered her head back onto the pillow and stood, towering over her and looking at every inch of her now completely uncovered body. “Dammit, that fucking pout drives me nuts.”

Pleased with herself, Cherri hurried to her knees, unable to take her eyes away from the sight of Nik’s cock, he wrapped his hand around it to stroke it.

Mesmerized by the pearly fluid at the tip of Nik’s cock, she reached for him, stopping abruptly when he caught her hand. Looking up at him expectantly, her eyes widened when he closed his eyes and drew a deep breath before opening them again.

“Take it into your mouth.”

Leaning toward him, she had to open her mouth wide to take the large head of his cock inside, swirling her tongue around it as she did and licking off the creamy white bead at the tip.

Knowing that both he and Declan watched her, she closed her eyes and gripped his hips to steady herself, taking his cock into her mouth as far as she could.

“Cherri, you make me crazy.”

His rough, grating tone told her she didn’t have far to go.

Caught up in pleasing him, she started to suck him, careful not to touch his cock with her teeth.

The deep groan that rumbled from somewhere deep in his chest seemed to vibrate over her skin, increasing her awareness of her nudity and sending little prickles through her. His groan and the way his hands tightened in her hair stimulated every erogenous zone, his lapse in control spurring her on.

“That’s it, Cherri. Use your tongue. I want to feel your tongue all over my cock.”

The tone of his voice had deepened, sending another surge of lust through her. Her pussy clenched, hungry to be filled, making her shift restlessly and clamp her thighs together.

She didn’t know where Declan had gone, didn’t know if he still watched them, but she found herself listening for any sound that would tell her his whereabouts.

With the intention of making Nik as mindless as they’d made her, she began to slowly bob her head over his cock, using her tongue to learn every bump and ridge, paying close attention to what pleased him. She soon became immersed in the thrill of earning one of Nik’s groans, a thrill going through her when his hips jerked or his cock jumped in her mouth. Delighting in his taste, she brushed her tongue along the underside, smiling around his cock when he groaned and his cock jumped again.