That evening, I sit on the couch in the living room with the brothers. Archer is to the left of me. He hasn’t gone far from my side since seeing me naked. We never went farther than feather-light touching and gentle kissing, but it was nice all the same. Rough was great, but soft wasn’t bad either.
Not exactly a pretty thought, thanks for that Beau. “I know the risks.” “I don’t think you do,” Steven says. He pushes his glasses up his nose. His tablet is totally forgotten on his lap. “If your ribs break into your internal organs –” “I could die,” I say. “I understand.” “Internal bleedin
I stand in my closet, shuffling through my clothing, trying to decide what to wear to the meeting. After a quick back and forth with the brothers, we unanimously decided that sooner was better. So we set at time for the next evening, which is also tonight. I don’t actually intend to fight Wyatt, b
The drive to the park is quiet. Archer drives, with Beau in the passenger seat. Neil and I are in the back. It’s still the early morning hours. The world is dark, the sun not yet risen. We chose this time so no one else would be around. We don’t want the world to know about this rematch. Neither d
“Hey!” I shout. He’s holding me too tightly for me to back out without hurting myself. It’s not that I’m against what he’s doing exactly. It’s nothing that we haven’t done before. But it’s one thing to lick each other when we are behind closed doors or alone, and totally another to do it here, out
Wyatt gives me no time to prepare, no time to react. He simply appears from behind a tree and then, with a bolt of lightning illuminating him, he dashes forward to attack. “Shit!” I shout and dodge out of the way just in time. He meant to tackle me. He was going straight for the ribs. I am holding
“You are no longer our Beta,” Archer growls, and then punches Wyatt so hard he flies backwards into a tree. The tree shatters on impact, wooden splinters shoot off in every direction. The leaves come fluttering down. Archer’s chest is heaving. Gods, how fast must he have run to get here. He clearl
Wyatt, on his knees, with Archer and Beau holding him both constrained and upright, looks like a sad, broken man. Neil has his gun on him, sights trained right on Wyatt’s forehead. By now, he’s asked his brothers what he should do. He’s likely made up his mind whether to shoot or not. But he sti
“Archer…” I start, but I’m still not sure. I don’t want to ruin the surprise. After all, he could just be guessing. The taxi pulls up in front of City Hall. Stepping out onto the sidewalk, I’m immediately bombarded with the flashes of cameras and the shouts of questions. “Mrs. Hayes!” the call f
“It hasn’t even been that long since I left them,” I tell Archer as he and I ride side by side in the back of a truck away from the border lands and back towards home. “But everyone’s so anxious.” I can feel it through the bond. “Can you blame them?” Archer asks. “Their mate is living a life as a
“You’ve been fucked all night, but it’s not enough, is it? You need this dick.” He takes himself in hand and slowly begins to stroke from base to tip. A bead of precum glistens at his slit. I lick my lips, desperate to taste it. “You want to suck my dick, slut?” Archer asks. He steps closer to m
When I awaken, I’m cradled in the safety of Neil’s arms, my cheek to his chest with him carding his fingers through my hair. Lifting my head, he pauses, watching me as I take in our surroundings. This bed has gotten lower somehow or… wait… “We broke the bed,” I say, looking around. “Yes,” Neil
“Show me,” he says. I know what he’s asking me to do. Slowly I place my hands on my shoulders, then trail them down, gently massaging my breasts. I pluck my nipples, gasping. It’s only partially for show. With how much I’ve explored my body while sleeping with these brothers, I know exactly what I
I’m not sure how long I’m on that roof, with Beau holding me in his arms. Gently, he licks at the mark he’s made as if attempting to soothe it. It’s already healed, I can tell, though it never really hurt when he gave it to me. The opposite, actually. “You really are incredible, Nanny,” Beau says,
After snooping, his ear pressed to the door to Steven’s lab, Beau storms back toward the living room where his other brother’s await, furious. “He’s fucking her!” Archer tenses at once, sharing Beau’s outrage. Neil seems annoyed but remains infuriatingly calm like normal. “We’ll each get our t
He glances back at me like clockwork. This time, his eyes widen, seeing my new position. His nostrils flare, scenting the air. I’m not unaffected either, not by any of this. The brothers feel a pull to me, but I feel that pull four times over. I want their bites. I need their bites. That they
As the four brothers look at me with desire burning in their eyes, exhilaration and anticipation rush through me. For so long, I worried about who my mate might be and how I could manage to stay with the Hayes brothers. Now that I belong to them – almost officially, soon as I have their bites – I ca