Page 94 of Mated to the Werewolves
“When we board the plane tomorrow, you’ll have to hold your legs together, wife.” Carter’s snarls are becoming deeper, his voice so rough, it feels like it’s crumbling away at the edges. “We’ll fuck you through the night, so every time you even fuckingtwitchtomorrow, you’ll know your husbands tried to breed you on your wedding night.”
I cry out, sparks of lust dancing through my veins, sharp and addictive. “Yes! Yes, Alpha, please!”
Carter howls, then fucks me faster, his skin slapping against mine. With all the cum and juices coating my pussy, we’re making obscene, dirty sounds, but no one cares because we’re all focused on one single thing—coming apart together.
My orgasm hits hard, and I curl up from the blankets, screaming in pleasure. Sebastian comes all over my belly, his body shuddering. He straightens, one hand on my nipple, the other wrapped around my hand on his shaft. Then Carter fits his knot inside me and comes, triggering another orgasm that has me sobbing for breath.
Troy presses down on my clit with two fingers, wringing out my climax, his jaw clenched tight as if he’s holding himself back—but he can’t last, not with all our combined magic pulsing through our connection.He comes hard, rocking his hips forward to fuck my fist. Carter leans over me and licks my neck, sending shudders through both of us.
For long moments, we stay like that, curled together and breathing hard, too limp and tired to move. I close my eyes and let out a happy sigh as I focus on the three heartbeats thudding through my wedding ring—they’re content, loving, and satisfied. I know they feel the same from me because our wedding night couldn’t have been more perfect.
Slowly, Sebastian and Troy disentangle themselves, and I direct them over to the basket for some towels and wet wipes, a necessary part of any outdoor picnic that has the potential of ending with wild outdoor sex.
Between kisses and caresses, we all get cleaned up, and Carter rolls us over so he’s lying on his back and I’m sprawled on top of him, still locked on his knot.
“You really thought this through, huh? So many post-sex snacks.”Sebastian laughs when he opens the cooler and finds the cans of chilled soda and a container of cut-up cantaloupe. “Or did you think we’d have a picnic instead?”
I shrug daintily. “Iwashoping you’d fuck me senseless first.”
Carter puts his hands on my hips and squeezes me lightly. “You’re not senseless yet. Does that mean we didn’t do our job properly?”
A yawn surprises me, so I cover my mouth with my hand. “Nope, you delivered everything I wanted.”
Sebastian shuffles closer and offers me a piece of the fruit. They all watch me eat, and my belly warms with the realization that this means something to them, too—that they’re providing for me, not just by fucking me but what comes after, the gentle care I need to come back from a session this intense.
“You’ll be such amazing dads.” The words fall from my mouth without real thought—I’m just too tired to hold anything back. “I can’t wait to meet our baby.”
Troy sucks in a shocked breath, and I can see his apprehension. Maybe he hasn’t thought that far out. Or maybe it was his instincts driving him forward with this baby planning, but I don’t think he ever considered the fact that he will become a dad if this venture of ours is successful. A quick glance at Sebastian and Carter tells me they’re imagining similar things—their expressions are unguarded, their eyes wide.
Before anyone can freak out fully, I reach out to Troy. I gesture at him to lie next to Carter. Sebastian takes the other side, while I settle on top of Carter’s chest, then draw everyone closer until we’re one big, tired tangle of limbs.
“There.” I sigh happily, surrounded by my mates. My husbands. “We’ll talk about all of this. I promise, I’m here for all of you, just as much as you’re here for me. Do you trust me to be a good mom?”
A chorus of “Yeahs” rumbles around me, with zero hesitation from any of them.
I smile through the happy tears. “Well, that’s exactly how I feel about you. And we’ll have lots of time to get used to the idea. We won’t even know ifthiswas successful until a few weeks have passed.” I brace myself on my hands and peer down at the three of them. “I’m sure they have pregnancy tests in…Mexico?” I try, fishing for information about our honeymoon. “Hawaii?”
Carter snorts out a laugh. “Nice try, sweetheart. And yeah, I’m sure they have testswherever we’re going. Or we can grab them on the way to the airport tomorrow if you’d like, but chances are, the three of us will know before those tests do.”
I stare at him. “How?”
“Your scent.” Sebastian yawns and nuzzles into Carter’s side. “It’ll change as soon as you’re preggo.”
A grin forms on my lips. “Of course. I should have thought of that.” I settle on Carter’s furry chest and let out a sigh. “Tell me the moment you know, okay?”
“Deal,” Troy rumbles, patting my ass. “Now get some rest, Emma. We’ll have a long day tomorrow.”
CARTER
Two hours later
“Be careful,” Sebastian hisses. He draws back a tree branch that threatens to brush the top of Emma’s head. “Don’t wake her.”
I maneuver past a maple tree and tuck Emma more securely in my arms. “I’ve got this. Youcouldrun ahead and make sure there aren’t any mosquitos in the bedroom.”
But I know he won’t leave us even before he shakes his head. No, I wouldn’t want to leave Emma either, not with the knowledge all three of us now have.
We felt the change so soon after it happened—I didn’t know the reaction would be this immediate.
