Mated to the Alpha and His Beta

Xander

There was no rule that none of us could make love to our Luna alone. That would have to be, ever and always, her choice. So when I was down in the gym and felt my Beta’s rush of arousal, along with our Luna’s answering desire, I carefully shut out that part of our link to give them the privacy I would have appreciated if I was the one alone with her in bed.

When I saw the dinner the two of them had laid out for us, our Luna’s carefully chosen outfit, and our Beta’s wide grin, my co ck got hard. More than that, my heart twisted. I loved the two of them more than I’d ever thought I’d be capable of loving anyone. Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

“You know,” I said, crossing to them both. “I used to think I understood what it meant to want someone.

But until this moment, I’m not sure I ever really did.”

Both of them put their arms around me. Lanie pressed her lips against mine, her tongue tangling with my tongue. I tasted Zane in that kiss, and that was more than fine with me. When she nibbled at my jaw and then my neck, I pulled her closer and buried my face against her hair.

“We’ve set up the bathroom for you to take nice, hot showers,” she murmured into my ear. “You and Mason go get cleaned up. Then we’ll eat. After how hard the two of you have been working out, you need your

strength.”

“If we only have a few hours before the kids and Gabriela come back,” my brother said from behind me, “then I vote we shower fast and eat faster.”

As it turned out, we did shower fast, but the three of us lingered over that meal. Our Luna and our Beta had made sure to order every one of our favorites.

We indulged in every bite, feeding each other from our forks and fingers. Lanie slipped from lap to lap, tipping our glasses of rich, red wine into our mouths and laughing when the crimson liquid dribbled onto her

nightgown.

“Oh, my,” she said with fake concern. “I might have to take this off.”

She was on Mason’s lap when she said this, and he growled. His hands found her breasts. Her nipples were hard through the see-through fabric, stained with red. The spilled wine made the fabric cling to her body, riper than any fruit on the table.

With a low roar of desire, I stood and swept the tabletop clean so her other Alpha could lift her onto it. Lanie arched as he pushed her nightgown up over her hips. Her three mates all stopped to admire her beauty.

We’d sated our bellies, but we were going to make a better meal of her.

***

Lanie

I would never get my fill of these three men. I wanted to shout out my words of love to them, but all I could do was moan and cry out as Mason centered his lips over my already throbbing cli t. Zane and I

had made love mere hours ago, but I was ready for more.

Always, always ready for more.

“Mason!” I cried as he lapped at my p ussy in slow, leisurely strokes of his tongue.

I tried to writhe, but Zane and Xander were at each of my shoulders, holding me in place. Xander took a steak knife and slipped it into the neckline of my gown, slitting the fabric about an inch. Zane took it and tore it free, leaving me gloriously naked and ready for every single kiss.

Xander found my mouth. Zane’s hands caressed my breasts, and his tongue roamed over my nipples. He sensed and joined Mason’s rhythm on my cli t, and the two of them sucked my flesh in tandem.

I cried Xander’s name in a h oar se, pleading voice. “I need your coc k!”

He gave it to me. It filled my mouth as I felt Mason slide inside my pus sy. His co ck stretched me, and I wrapped my legs around his hips to pull him deeper inside me. Deep as he could go.

My o rgasm flowed through me like ripples of water, a rushing stream. No, a river. A waterfall.

I became aware of both my Alphas disengaging.

Xander lifted me. Carried me to our big bed, where we all tumbled down. Our lovemaking continued.

Together, we lost ourselves in the pleasures of our bodies. It was more than sex. That, any one of us

could have found with any other body.

This was a joining of our hearts, minds, souls. I heard a humming through our mate bond as the four of us reached a final, gasping climax.

Ecstasy consumed me, and I gave myself up to every blessed clench and release of my muscles. For a moment, it was as though I hovered above our quartet, looking down. And then I was back in my body, in a sweaty pile of male flesh, and we all had to wriggle around to get comfortable…and this, too, was a blessing.

The comfort we found in each other.

Death might come for us, but nothing would ever be able to take away our love.