Blurred Expectations (3 page)

Fuck, he loved this man.

His wolf growled softly, nudging its head along Reed’s skin, wanting, needing.

Apparently, the wolf loved this man, too.

Good.

The sound of Josh sliding down Reed’s zipper echoed in the living room, and Reed winced.

“Fuck, be careful of my dick.”

Josh gave a rusty laugh and slowly slid Reed’s pants down so they rested right below his ass. He took Reed’s cock and squeezed it tightly, causing Reed to close his eyes.

“I’m always careful of your dick, wolf boy. But next time you might want to wear fucking boxers or something because I’m pretty sure I can see teeth marks on your cock.”

“That’s because I’m always hard around you and Hannah. I’d rather see your teeth marks,” Reed teased.

“Smooth, and that can be arranged.” Josh lowered his body and licked the seam at the head of Reed’s cock. Reed could feel the tip of his lover’s tongue teasing, playing.

“Damn, you’re good at that.”

Josh let go of Reed’s cock and smiled. “I had a good teacher.”

Then Josh sucked Reed whole, the head of his cock touching the back of Josh’s throat. Reed buckled and tangled his fingers in Josh’s hair. The other man groaned when Reed pulled slightly and sucked harder.

It was the middle of the afternoon, and his mate and lover was sucking him off in the living room. Damn, he had a good life.

Josh licked, sucked, and squeezed until the warm sensation in the center of Reed’s stomach wrapped around his back and climbed down his spine, and he came. He thrust in and out of Josh’s mouth as Josh licked every ounce of his seed.

“You still taste as good as anything I’ve had, baby,” Josh said as he smiled like a cat with a bowlful of cream.

“Okay, fine, you’re fantastic. Good isn’t even close for you; you’re fucking amazing.”

Josh leaned over and kissed him. “Damn straight.”

Reed ran a hand against Josh’s straining erection and grinned. “Can I help with that?”

Josh smiled and shook his head. “Hannah will be home soon. Let’s make her help.”

Reed groaned and kissed his mate. “And make her smile?”

“And make her believe we can do anything.”

****

Josh Jamenson groaned and shifted his cock in his jeans, closing his eyes. Fuck, he should have let Reed touch him so he could have come, but he’d wanted Hannah to be there. Damn him and his weakness for that curly-haired woman. Now, because he wanted it to be the three of them, his balls were fucking blue, and his cock was about to peak over his waistband.

All he needed was to grind against Reed’s sweet ass for a second or two and he’d come on the spot. But then the sweet agony of waiting for his little witch might be worth it. Okay, fine, it was always worth it, but that was beside the point. He wanted her to be there, naked, ready, his. Yeah, he’d wait for her. He wanted to. He had to.

The front door opened, and their mating bond flared, full of life, connection, peace, and a little doubt. It was that doubt they had to rip away tonight. It had started as a seedling when the first test had come back negative and had grown with each month of restless energy. He and Reed had to show Hannah that they loved her and that they could survive, even if they couldn’t get pregnant right away. Because, right now, the lack of child was just a festering wound that threatened to take hold and swallow them all. He loved his two mates with every breath he had in him, and he would show Hannah that tonight. Though it might seem crass to some to use sex as a way to connect, they were of nature. Reed was a werewolf, a shifter who was an animal at the most heightened of times. His Hannah was a witch, in tune with the earth and its energy. And he was a demon, or at least a partial one, and had the energy to match. Even though the little things he’d done to show her had been enough for him, tonight he’d use their bodies to show what they meant to each other.

They loved each other. They needed each other. They would get past this. They were the triad of the Redwood Pack, the strongest of the strong, and held the trinity bond. They would be okay. They had defeated a demon in battle and had taken a step toward victory in war; they could handle this.

“Hey, boys,” Hannah said as she came in the house. Her ample hips swayed as she took off her jacket. Her beyond sexy walk was an effortless movement, one she didn’t even have to think about. Josh loved the fact that she radiated sex toward him and Reed without even trying. Reed immediately wrapped his arms around her, and she sank into him.

Josh came around the other side of them and welcomed her. Her sweet honey and bitter-apple scent invaded his nostrils, and he shuddered in anticipation.

“Hello, my witch,” he whispered as she wiggled against his cock. He pulled back so he didn’t bend her over the table and fuck her right there. He had plans that included time, teasing, and kissing. Not hardcore fucking.

Okay, maybe a little of that, but it would have to wait. At least like five minutes.

Reed captured their mate’s lips and groaned. “I love welcoming you home.”

Hannah giggled—yes, they made her do that—and turned her head to kiss Josh. “I love it, too.”

She sighed, and Josh picked up on a little sadness with it. They’d been so busy with the war and their own lives, he was afraid they’d neglected their Hannah. He had to fix that. He had to fix a lot of things.

Josh wrapped Hannah’s hair around his fist and tugged. The slight gasp she let out went straight to his already aching balls as her eyes widened. He gripped harder, tighter, and her breaths came in shallow pants. Her pupils dilated so he could barely see the dove gray he loved. The three of them weren’t in a dominant and submissive relationship. Though he knew others in the Pack lived that lifestyle, theirs was of equal measure, though he tended to be the roughest. That his Hannah would let herself go in his hold just made him want to fuck her right then.

“Fuck, Josh, look at her,” Reed rasped as he ran a finger up and down her jaw, soothing.

Oh, he was looking at her. He was always looking at her. This was the little witch who’d taken him in, loved him when he’d wanted to run, who’d held him when he’d broken. She was his mate. His hurting mate that needed to feel wanted, needed. A job he and Reed could do.

“I’m looking, but I think she has on too many clothes.” He rolled his hips, his erection rubbing against her ass, and she groaned.

“You two are crazy,” she rasped out as he scored his teeth down the side of her neck. “I just got home, and I thought we were going to eat.”

“Oh, my witch, we’re going to eat,” Josh said as he sucked the place he’d bit her after the demon fire that had threatened them all. It was a mating mark that only wolves gave, but he’d had to do the same. She was his and through the mark on his neck that ached in remembrance of her touch he knew he was hers, as well.

She buckled against him and let out a sigh. “You’re not thinking of dinner, are you?”

“Only if you’re my dinner, baby,” Reed said then groaned. “God, that’s like the cheesiest thing I’ve ever said.”

Josh smiled and kissed his lover softly on the lips over Hannah’s head. “Yes, but we love you anyway.” It felt so right to have his mates in his arms, loving on them. He’d been the new one in the relationship, the one who hadn’t been involved in the supernatural world, who had never felt attracted to another man, yet here he was, in love with both Reed and Hannah and at peace. Or, at least he would be once he was inside them.

Yes, that was good. He needed them. Now.

He rotated his hips so his cock lay in the crease between Hannah’s cheeks and moved so he could feel her through his jeans. Hannah sighed and leaned back, her plump ass turning him on more than anything could.

“Let’s take this to the bedroom,” Josh said. “Because I’m going to bend you over that bed, and I want to lick every sweet inch of your skin so I can make sure I remember what you taste like.” And he wanted to make sure his Hannah knew how much he wanted her, but he wasn’t going to let her in on that. No, he had to approach that more subtlety. Well, as subtle as he could get thrusting into her tight pussy.

His cock twitched at the thought, and he led both of them to the bedroom, the tattoos on his arms pulsating with each beat of his heart. They’d made love in every room of the house and most of the places surrounding it outside, but he wanted this time to be in the place they slept and let go of their protective walls. They needed to relax, love, and sweat.

Hannah turned toward him and stood on her tiptoes to kiss him softly.

“Get naked,” she ordered then bit her lip in that cute way she always did.

He smiled, stripped off his shirt, and then unbuttoned his pants. His already too-hard cock bounced against his body as he released it from the confines of his jeans and boxer briefs. He grinned as Reed licked his lips, his lover’s eyes glowing gold with arousal. Josh loved when the wolf came out to play. It was such an integral part of Reed that they needed it there at the surface, adding to the energy of their mating.

Hannah and Reed stood naked in front of him, their bodies flushed with arousal. Without saying anything, Josh knelt in front of Hannah and buried his face in her curls. She let out a sharp gasp as he feasted on her juices. He gripped her ass with his hands and kneaded, and he felt her hand tangle in his hair as she steadied herself. He lifted his gaze slightly to watch Reed lick and nibble her breasts.

Oh, yes, he’d taste those later. He licked and sucked around her clit, her body pulsating beneath his touch. Her taste burst on his tongue, and he growled. He felt the demon within him stir, ready to increase his strength. Though it was still new to him, he had the control to stop it. He increased his speed then plunged two fingers into her pussy. She bucked against him, and he felt her walls tighten around him as she came.

He growled, and his throat ached, bringing him out of the moment. He’d had it slit by the demon not too long ago, and it still hurt. His voice would forever be damaged. He lifted a lip in disgust before schooling his features, but his lovers had noticed.

“Are you okay?” Reed asked.

“Fine,” Josh bit out.

Reed leveled a gaze at him then kissed him slowly, licking Hannah’s juices off his lips. “Sweet. I love her taste.”

Josh let out a breath as they dropped the too-sensitive subject.

“Make love to me,” Hannah said.

“I want you to swallow me, Hannah, while Josh fucks you,” Reed said as he placed their mate on the bed and positioned his cock near her lips. Damn, he loved when Reed went all alpha. They’d made love in every position possible, yet each time it seemed new to him.

Hannah shuddered at Reed’s words, and Josh knelt between her legs, the head of his cock rubbing against her swollen lower lips. He rocked forward a bit, the head dipping into her pussy slightly, and he groaned. Fuck, he wasn’t going to last long, not with how tight she was.

Hannah smiled then licked and sucked Reed, slurping and humming happy noises while she did so. Damn, they were lucky men. Josh ran his hands up and down her thighs then slowly entered her, one inch at a time. She was small, and he was thick, but he’d fit; he always did. He rocked into her until he was balls-deep, surrounded by her swollen heat.

Fuck, it was paradise. No, it had to be better than that. He wasn’t eloquent with words—he never was—but there had to be a word for that. He pulled out, and she bucked against him before he thrust back in hard. She screamed against Reed’s cock, but he continued on. There was pleasure in her eyes, not pain, so he knew she liked it. He ran his thumb over her clit in small circles, needing her to come again because he wasn’t going to last. Not with the sight of Hannah’s lips around Reed’s cock and not with his own cock surrounded by her swollen walls. He flicked her clit again, and she came, hard. Reed thrust again then held her head toward him, his cock clearly throbbing in her mouth as he came. Josh followed at the sight, his balls tightening, his seed filling her.

He pulled out of her slowly then flipped her over. She squealed and looked over her shoulder.

He raised a brow and smiled. “Oh, you thought we were done with you?”

Reed laughed then switched places with him. “Oh, no, baby, it’s time that I felt this pussy and you taste our Josh’s cock. What do you say?”

“I love you two. You always know what to do to bring me back.”

Josh ran a finger down her jaw. Oh, they weren’t done yet, not by a long shot, but they were getting to that path. Reed and Josh moved in unison and brought their mate with them. They were the triad, and no matter what, they had to get through this. Sex was a start, making love was the beginning, but there had to be something more for them as well. It would come, soon.

Hannah stretched her muscles after sitting in her yoga pose for too long. She’d gotten distracted instead of trying to settle herself down. She grinned at herself. Okay, her body may have been sore from the thorough lovemaking the night before, but that was another story altogether.

She blushed at the thought of both of her mates’ hands on her in every way possible. She knew they had been trying to make sure she knew that they were connected body and soul, and it had worked, at least for a few moments. She'd forgotten the stress of their inability to conceive, the stress of the war, the stress of all the turmoil in their own family. But then, once the warmth and glow had started to recede, the nightmares came back.

She hated herself for being weak. Why was it that she couldn’t just let go and let things happen? No, she had to try to force things, stressing herself out even more. She knew that stress didn’t lead to pregnancy in most cases.

Yet, no matter how hard she tried to relax, she did just the opposite. Her body was as tight as a coil ready to spring. And, worse yet, she was bringing down her mates too. Reed and Josh tried so hard, yet she felt that she was nothing.

She stood up, stretched her back again, and walked out to her porch. She wrapped her arms around herself as the chilling November wind tried to seep into her bones. She closed her eyes and remembered the previous November. Everything had changed when the Centrals had taken her, and yet she felt she was standing in place, not able to move forward when her body was failing her.