Page 24 of My Pucking Mates
Sending thanks to the Goddess for making this even more special for our mate, I step behind Runa, carefully watching my steps, and wrap my arms around her. She leans into me, resting her hands on my arms, and fuck, I once again find myself feeling things I’ve never felt before. Things that are inappropriate to be thinking already. We just claimed her. But her protective instinct over these creatures has me thinking about little creatures we might have some day.
Our moment isn’t broken, but it does change, because I’m reminded that this bond is not just Runa’s and mine. It is also Dolos’, and he makes it known by pushing me slightly to the side, sliding in behind her, and also wrapping his arm around her, her body now leaning into both of ours as we watch the tiny animal skitter across the sand.
We continue to watch Runa, completely transfixed by what’s happening, when we feel her begin to worry, the bitter feeling filling our senses as it floods our bond.
“What’s wrong, Darling?” Dolos asks quietly as not to feel her wrath by being too loud again.
Her eyes dart around the cove, wringing her hands in front of her. Every muscle in her body looks coiled to spring into actionat the drop of whatever she’s panicked over. “We’re not the only ones that have noticed the babies.”
The way she says babies has that thing I was feeling, twitching deep within me.It’s not the time to explore this, I remind my wolf who I’ve decided to blame for reacting this way.
When her words finally register, I notice what she sees.
There are island predators closing in from the sky and the sand. Birds and crabs are beginning to gather, watching the hatchlings make their way toward the ocean, following the light of the moon.
A crab jerks towards one of the baby sea turtles, and Runa’s muscles fire a fraction of a second later, batting the crab across the sand and away from the hatchling it was within reach of. “Help me!” she cries, darting towards a bird that landed next to another turtle. She turns and faces us with a fierceness I haven’t seen her wear, her eyes full of a wild fury, and it takes a conscious effort not to get hard at the sight.
“What do you expect us to do? Run all over the beach all night while they hatch?” Dolos asks, totally stunned by her sudden need to protect the tiny beings.
I’m smart enough to keep my mouth shut based on the look on her face. She turns to him and crosses her arms with a huff, eyes still scanning the beach for dangers. “That’s exactly what I’m asking you to do. Is there a problem with that?” she bites.
Barking out a laugh, I shoo away a bird while Dolos’ jaw hangs open at being scolded by our mate. Her sheer determination hits me square in the chest through our bond, and I know she means business. No matter why it means so much to her, we’ll make sure all of them make it safely to the ocean. After that, their survival is on them.
26
Just as the sun begins to rise on our second day in Hawaii, we usher the last baby turtle to the ocean, protecting it from anything that might want to eat it, all of us collapsing into a pile on the beach.
Nuzzling into Eris, I mumble, “Thank you for helping me,” as I reach for Dolos with my hand. “Both of you.”
They both bark a small laugh, and Eris responds, “You didn’t give us much of a choice.” He kisses the top of my head. “You’re welcome. But…why was that so important to you, Precious?”
At first, I realize I didn’t understand either, so I take a minute to arrange my thoughts before I tell them, “They’re just babies. They had no one to protect them while others were trying to killthem…I guess I felt a connection to them. I needed to make sure they were okay.”
The realization weighs heavy on all of us that had my mother not fought so hard for my life, I wouldn’t be here. Would the Goddess have given me another chance within this same lifetime, or would my mates have spent their existences alone?
Our bond is a mess of heavy feelings when Dolos draws me into him, his lips claiming mine in a hungry kiss. A kiss that feels like he’s showing himself and his wolf that I’m here and I’m safe with them.
While Dolos devours my mouth, Eris leans in, tracing my body lightly with his fingertips before he slides the fabric of my halter bikini off my breast, lapping at it and kissing me through my crochet cover-up, with the same fervor as Dolos takes my mouth.
My body sparks and tingles under their touch, moaning into Dolos’ mouth as our love, desire, and melancholy blend together through our bond. Tears prick my eyes at the gravity of what could have been, knowing they could have been left alone without their mate. Of all the other bonds broken by my father’s sins.
Not having the patience for foreplay and also not wanting sand in all of my everything, I beg my mates through our bond, not wanting to stop kissing and touching them,I need you both. Now. Stand up, take me, please.
In a strong gracefulness I attribute to their hockey careers, they stand as one, lifting me as if I weigh nothing. The sunrise glows over us as they hold onto me. Dolos’ arms wrapped under my knees, my body between them, leaning into Eris’ warmth behind me. They each elongate a claw, snapping my brand-new bikini off my body.I hadn’t even gotten to swim in that,I whine.
Their laughter rumbles through me.We’ll buy you as many as you want, Darling,Dolos tells me with amusement.
Their hands and mouths are everywhere, mine just trying to keep up, trying to pull their trunks down enough to free them for me. When my fumbling fingers are able to release them, one at a time, their groans make me burn brighter.
Eris moves first, running the head and shaft of his length through my gathering desire, coating himself in me, rubbing his head against my clit. My head falls back onto his shoulder, and he sucks on his mate mark on my neck, nearly making me come from the sensations alone.
As Dolos begins to massage my clit now with the head of his shaft, Eris sets himself at my rear entrance, sending sparks of pleasure, burning my bloodstream. The moan that leaves me would be embarrassing if I didn’t feel so good right now. With his head inside my tight ring of muscles, he doesn’t move as Dolos guides himself to my wet center.
He slides himself inside of me, and while he does, Eris matches his movements. I’m gasping for air as they fill me completely, consuming my every sense withthem. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to the fullness or how right it feels for the three of us to be one in like this.
Turning my head to kiss Eris, Dolos then takes my breast in his mouth just before he begins to lift me, retracting their dicks from my body before slamming me back down on them, my cries echoing through the cove.
We continue to move through the warm heat of the morning sun, our bodies coated in dew and sweat, the swells of pleasure growing until their movements become erratic. They both bite down on my new mate marks, and I’m capsized by my orgasm. My body shakes and trembles as they come with me.
