The Alpha's Pack (3 page)

“Ted’s a bad guy,” Bridget said in a soft voice. “I don’t know if he’ll let us go.”

Sam put his hand over Bridget’s for a few seconds. “He doesn’t have the right to keep you against your will.”

“I don’t think he cares whether he has the right,” Bridget said.

“He’s funny about the women in the pack,” Deirdre said. “He never likes to let any of us go.”

“He got worse after Maeve left,” Bridget said.

Deirdre’s face clouded over.

“Who’s Maeve?” Sam said.

Deirdre pulled her napkin out from under the silverware and put it on her lap, clearly fidgeting. “Maeve’s our sister. She ran away almost ten years ago, when she was thirteen. We haven’t seen her since.”

“You think Ted was involved?” Jake said.

“No, no,” Deirdre said. “But he went kind of crazy after she left. He had everyone searching for months. And after that, he kept all the women close. The little girls, too.”

“And…” Bridget said.

Deirdre fiddled with her glass. When she spoke, her voice was low. “And, a few months after Maeve left, Ted made a pass at Bridget. She was twelve.”

Jake felt his hands fisting, and fought an overwhelming urge to sprout claws. “What happened?” His voice sounded dangerously grumbly, enough so Deirdre put her hand over one of his.

“It was a long time ago,” she said. “It’s okay.”

“What did you do?” he said.

Deirdre squeezed his hand. “I saw it happen. Probably stopped it, actually. I was on the other side of the room when he came in, and he must not have seen me. He started to—” She broke off, her eyes meeting her sister’s. “He left as soon as he realized I was there. I told our parents, and our fathers went to talk to him. Everything was fine after that.”

“And now he wants to keep you in that pack. You, and any daughters we might have. Sick bastard,” Jake said.

“No way in hell am I letting him anywhere near our kids,” Sam said.

“He’ll try to stop us.” Deirdre held her water glass loosely where it sat on the table, running her thumb up and down the surface.

“He can’t. Just pack your bags and move into the B&B with me. Get out of Stonewall Pack territory. You already told him you’re leaving. You don’t owe him anything else. We’ll find a human to sell your house or rent it or whatever. And movers to move the rest of your stuff,” Jake said.

“I didn’t tell him I was taking Bridget.”

“Why not?” Bridget said.

“I knew he’d be mad about me leaving. I guess I thought I’d break it to him slowly. But that means we have to let him know she’s leaving too, before we can go.”

Jake knew there were lots of rules about how things had to be done within a pack. It was one of the many reasons he didn’t want to be part of one. Having to kowtow to idiots like Ted was another. “Move out first. Then call him.”

Sam leaned forward. “You think they’re in danger?”

“I think I don’t want that wolf anywhere near my mate or her sister, ever again.” He consciously reined in his wolf. If he didn’t, he might break all the rules, go onto pack territory and beat Ted to a pulp.

“It would just cause trouble,” Deirdre said. “We need to do things by the book, or we haven’t got anything backing us up.”

He knew what she was saying, but he didn’t like the idea of her going back to that jackass. Especially when neither Sam nor Jake could go with her. Damn territorial rules. “Take someone with you,” he said. “Someone you can trust. Someone big.”

Deirdre and Bridget shared another glance. One day he hoped Deirdre and Sam and he could communicate like that—without a single word. At the moment, it was damned annoying being on the outside.

“There isn’t anyone like that,” Bridget said. “All the males are either Ted’s cronies or they’re weak.”

“What the hell is wrong with this pack?” Sam swore.

“It’s Ted. He won the pack leader spot then one way or another got rid of anyone strong, anyone who might fight him,” Deirdre said.

“Like your fathers?” Sam said.

“That was an accident,” Deirdre said.

“A tragedy,” Bridget said.

“No, he never killed anyone outright. He just made things harder and harder for them until they’d leave on their own,” Deirdre said.

“He’s lucky no one ever came in to challenge him.” And it was a damn shame, too. “Sounds like the pack could be taken over pretty easily.”

“Taken over by a group, maybe,” Deirdre said. “But Ted is still really strong. The few males who’ve come to challenge him have ended up dead. The rest stay away.”

“What a mess.” But a mess his mate was going to get out of, ASAP.

“We’ll be okay. I’ll pack up our things and then tell Ted Bridget’s coming too. Then we’ll leave. Simple.” She didn’t sound quite as confident as her words made out.

“Do it tomorrow,” Jake said. “Get it over with.”

“I will.”

Chapter 3

Their food arrived, and after a short pause, Deirdre changed the subject. Sam regaled them with stories of his childhood antics, Deirdre talked about her job, Bridget talked about their parents. Jake soaked it all in, realizing only belatedly that he had nothing to contribute. His childhood had been hard, he didn’t currently have a job, and nothing he said about his parents would be heartwarming. He stayed silent instead.

Besides, he had other things on his mind. Jake couldn’t wait to get his mates back into bed. As dinner wore on, it got harder and harder to keep his hands off them. He rested one hand on Deirdre’s knee, but it wasn’t enough. And now he had a mission, too—get both his mates comfortable with the idea of accepting a cock into their backside. That way all three of them could be joined together, one way or another.

Dinner ended. The waitress put the check on the table and both Sam and Jake reached for it.

“I’ve got it,” Sam said.

“This one’s mine,” Jake said.

“It’s okay. I’ve got a good job,” Sam said.

“And I don’t, is that what you’re saying?”

“You’re the one who told us you were between jobs.”

That didn’t mean he was destitute. “I can cover dinner.”

Sam tossed him the check. “Fine. Take it.”

Jake stuck his credit card in the flimsy little plastic slot and handed the check back to the waitress as she walked by. Then he met Sam’s eyes. “You can get the next one.”

“Well. Just so long as we all know who’s the alpha in this relationship,” Sam said.

Jake chuffed a laugh. “That’s right.”

“And now, less than 24 hours into this thing, we’ve passed a major milestone,” Deirdre said. “Our first fight.”

“Nah,” Sam said. “It doesn’t count as our first fight until all three of us are in it. And you, wisely, stayed silent.”

“Yes, well. I don’t think I need to prove how big my cojones are,” Deirdre said.

Bridget laughed. “Yeah, cause hers are bigger than either of yours.”

Deirdre laughed, too. “She said it, not me!”

Jake made himself smile. He’d expect nothing less from his mate. Sam, too. But they were both dreaming if they thought either one of them was in charge.

The check paid, Bridget left them to go home and pack, and the three mates headed for Jake’s room. It was only a short walk from the restaurant, so Deirdre and Sam left their cars behind rather than trying to find new spots on the streets around the B&B.

They clambered into Jake’s room and he immediately pulled off his shirt and dropped it on the floor, then unbuttoned his jeans.

“Getting right to it, are we?” Deirdre said.

“Hell yes.” Jake saw no need for coyness. He wanted to get naked with his mates as soon as possible, and that’s what he was going to do.

“We didn’t take any time at all for foreplay earlier today,” Sam said. “I think we should remedy that. Starting with me licking Deirdre’s sweet, sweet pussy.”

“Sam!”

He grabbed her around the waist and kissed her, a quick smack. “Are you saying you don’t want my tongue on your clit?”

“I’m not used to dirty talk,” she said.

“That’s okay,” Sam said. “We’ll get you used to it. Eh, Jake?” Sam shot him a glance.

Jake peeled off his socks and stood, naked. “Of course. Now, why do you both still have clothes on?”

With his eyes on Jake, Sam whispered in Deirdre’s ear, “Impatient, isn’t he?”

Deirdre met Jake’s eyes as well. “Typical alpha.” But she had a smile on her face.

“I’m not typical anything.” Jake put his hands on his hips. “Now take off your clothes.”

Sam pulled away from Deirdre and stripped, quickly dropping his clothes in a pile near the wall. Deirdre took a more leisurely approach, a little strip tease. She slowly pulled her top over her head, revealing her curvy C-cups in a pretty red bra.

She unbuttoned her pants as she turned around. Jake heard the zipper as she opened it, then she slid her pants down, pushing her ass toward him as she did. She looked over her shoulder at him, but he couldn’t see anything but those round globes. He so wanted to fuck her there. He wanted to, and he would.

She kicked off her shoes and then her pants. By then, Sam had finished stripping, and stood watching the show. Jake stepped over beside him and ran one hand along his shoulders. His strong, naked, thoroughly masculine shoulders.

Deirdre rubbed her breasts through the bra, pinching her nipples. Her hands ran down her body to hook in her panties. She pivoted and gave them the same view as before, sliding her panties down her legs. Except this time when she showed them her ass, they could see the hint of her pretty pink pussy between her legs.

Jake’s hand tightened on Sam’s shoulders. Sam moaned.

“I think we should help her with the bra,” Jake said.

“Absolutely.” Sam stepped forward, put his hands on her bra straps and worked at unclasping them. “Enough teasing.”

“It’s not teasing, it’s foreplay,” she said.

“And I definitely want to see it again,” Jake said. “But right now, I can’t stand anymore.”

“What he said.” Sam finally got the clasp undone.

Each man grabbed a strap and pulled it over an arm. The bra fell to the floor.

Jake put his hands on her waist and turned her around. She had the sexiest breasts. He ran his hand over one of them while Sam did the same to the other. Jake tried doing what he’d seen her do, rubbing it and pinching the nipple. She must like it if she’d touched herself that way.

Sam lifted her breast and licked the nipple, then sucked it into his mouth. Deirdre cupped the back of his head and ran her hand through his hair. She tipped her head back, moaning.

If one was good, two was better. Jake mimicked Sam, sucking on her other nipple. Deirdre’s moans grew louder. He felt her hand sliding up the back of his neck to cup his head. Her fingers brushed back and forth over the very short hairs on the back of his head.

“You two are going to make me come, and we haven’t even started,” she said.

Jake gave her nipple one last lick, then replaced his tongue with his fingers, rolling her pink nub between them. “Are you saying that’s a bad thing?”

She got an evil smile on her face. “Well. How many times do I get to come? If it’s just once, I’d like to wait a little while.”

“Once.” Sam sounded scandalized. “What kind of lovers do you think we are?” He went back to sucking her nipple.

“Incredibly amazing ones.”

Jake ran his hand down to her pussy. “Then you should know you’re going to get a hell of a lot more than just one orgasm. In fact, we should see just what your limit is. Three orgasms? Six? Sixteen?” He pushed his finger into her.

“Sixteen? Six, maybe, but sixteen is way too many,” she said. “It’s not possible.”

Sam raised his head. “That sounds like a challenge.”

Jake fucked his finger in and out. “You don’t want to challenge two alphas. Sixteen orgasms it is.”

“No, no, no!” Deirdre put her hands up. “I couldn’t handle that many, really. My body would descend into a bowl of jelly long before we got there.”

“I think she’s surrendering,” Sam said.

“Should we accept?” Jake pushed a second finger into his mate’s cunt.

“We could always work her up to sixteen.”

“Or heck, why stop at sixteen. We could work her up to twenty.”

Deirdre groaned. “We don’t have time for twenty tonight.”

Jake pulled his fingers out and stood up. “That sounds like another challenge.”

“No, it isn’t.” Deirdre took hold of the sides of his chest and maneuvered him around until the back of his legs hit the bed. “We have too many other things to do tonight.”

She pushed him back on the bed then knelt between his legs. Holding his cock around the base, she slowly sucked him into her mouth. God, it felt so good. She knew just how to do it, her hand sliding up and down with her mouth so his entire cock was engulfed.

“Can I try?” Sam looked uncertain as he sat next to Jake and Deirdre.

“Of course.” She pulled her head back. “Get on down here.”

Sam lay down on the other side of Jake, head near Jake’s hip. Jake propped up on his elbows so he could watch what he hoped would be the first of many times Sam went down on him.

Sam’s motions were tentative as he reached out to circle Jake’s cock. Once he had him in his grip, though, Sam jerked him off like a pro. “It’s almost like stroking my own cock, except the angle is a little wrong.”

Jake breathed heavily. “If that’s a little wrong, I’d hate to know what feels right. It’s amazing.”

Sam smiled almost shyly. “You like it?”

“I love it.” Jake ran his hand down the side of Sam’s face. God, did he love that man. Didn’t matter that they’d only met or that he’d never felt attracted to another man before. He loved him.

Sam kissed the palm of Jake’s hand, then leaned forward, slowly, and closed his mouth over Jake’s cock.

It felt amazing. It felt like one step closer to completion. One step further into love.

Sam sucked Jake for a minute or two, then pulled back, rubbing his jaw. “Does it always ache like that?”

Deirdre laughed. “You get used to it. Especially with regular practice.”

“Regular practice sounds good to me,” Jake said. But now it was time for something different. He moved his two mates so they were exactly where he wanted them. “I have a plan.”