Fated Redemption [Kindred of Arkadia 8] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (17 page)

Damian sat facing the large television screen.

Abby turned to Rhys, playing with the straw in her drink.

“Any chance I’ll get as lucky as Rebecca tonight?”

“I’m sure we can figure something out.” Rhys started tracing his finger along the back of her hand

sending shivers down her spine. Feeling spunky and aroused as hell, she pulled Rhys’s hand to her mouth

and sucked on his pointer and middle fingers. She drew them deep into her mouth and out again mimicking

what she had done to him earlier. She heard his breathing become labored and he pulled his fingers from

her mouth to lean against the bar trying to catch his breath.

“No fair, AbbyGirl, I still gotta work.” Rhys’s eyes burned with desire.

“I look forward to you getting off…work.” She grinned and hopped off her barstool. She grabbed her

drink and swung her hips from side to side as she walked away, leaving Rhys groaning behind her.

When she sat down, Giddey simply held up his fist. Without saying a word she gave him a fist bump

and settled in to watch sweet Peyton kill his zombies.

Chapter 9

“Everything put away?”

“Check.”

“Locked up?”

“Check.”

“Turned off?”

“Check.”

Rhys eyed Abby as she stood by the stairs, her arms crossed, leaning against the doorway. She had been

watching them in amusement as they raced around like mad men closing the bar. Peyton had gone to bed an

hour ago completely wiped from celebrating his victory.

“Ready for bed?” Moe asked.

“Check and check.” Rhys grinned and then they turned their gaze to her. For a second she looked like a

lone gazelle in the open on the plains. When Rhys shifted his weight forward she gave an undignified yelp

and ran up the stairs. He and Moe took turns reaching out to pinch her rear or run a finger down her back.

Screeching and laughing at the same time she hit their apartment door at a run and ran straight for the bed.

She hopped on and sat at the end grinning at them.

“Gorgeous isn’t she?” Moe asked, removing his shirt and pants already. Rhys not to be outdone quickly

pulled his shirt over his head and dropped his pants.

“Rhys, can we try something?” Abby’s voice sounded hesitant. Rhys stopped.

“Of course, we can try anything you want.” He walked over and sat beside her on the bed.

“We’re your mates. You can ask us for anything.” Abby dropped her eyes guiltily.

“Abby wants you to try and claim her,” Moe said, gently sitting on the other side of Abby, comfortable

in his nudity. Rhys stood, shaking his head.

“No! Absolutely not. I’ll hurt you.”

“Rhys, I don’t think you will. If you get out of hand, Moe is here, he can pull you away. I think once

you taste our blood and see that it’s not the same as the others, that the blood lust won’t be triggered. Then

you can easily claim me and Moe.” She stood and walked over to him. She tried to wrap her arms around

him but he moved to step away from her. He shook his head over and over again. He paced the floor in

front of the bed, rubbing his arms. He hated to see the rejected look on her face, but he couldn’t risk

hurting his sweet girl.

“Maybe we’re pushing him too far.” Moe looked torn.

“Bullshit. He can do this, he will do this. Fate has made us a ménage mating and dammit we’re going to

be mates. Rhys, all I’m asking is that we try. Just once,” Abby pleaded.

Rhys felt like he couldn’t think. He felt cornered.

“Rhys, please?” Moe asked, his voice quiet and sad. Rhys stopped his pacing and looked at his mate.

Until Abby he had had no idea how much Moe was sacrificing every day denying the need to claim him.

This man had dropped everything to nurse him back to health, opened his home and his heart to him. He

looked at Abby, her eyes pleading. He knew she was trying to help him. There was nothing he wanted more

than to claim his mates. He had to try, at least once, he owed them no less.

“I get to say when it’s too much,” Rhys said, taking a step forward. Moe’s eyes brightened.

“Of course, baby. How do you want to do this?” Moe beamed at him, Rhys could tell he was proud of

his efforts to try, he swallowed past the knot forming in his throat. He needed to do better by his mates.

“You have me now,” Abby reminded him, taking his hand and winking. Rhys felt his chest loosen. He

smiled down at his beautiful mate. She was an unexpected gift. He couldn’t deny them both. He let her lead

him to the bed.

“If we’re going to do this you need to be naked,” Rhys said, pointing to himself and Moe’s unclothed

state.

“Not a problem.” Abby shimmied out of her clothes and was standing naked in front of him almost

before he could blink. Her hands hovered over her stomach for a split second before she let them fall. She

looked up at them shyly. He could see that she was starting to really believe them when they said she was

beautiful.

“Rhys, your call. How do you want to try this?” Moe asked.

Rhys thought about it. He needed to be positioned where Moe could restrain him.

“How about if I sit between your legs and Abby rides me?” Rhys looked at Abby.

“God it will be so hot seeing Moe behind you.” Abby shivered in pleasure.

“Giddyup.” Rhys gave her a sultry look.

Moe climbed onto the bed and Rhys was right after him. He watched Moe’s perfect ass crawl up to the

head of the bed when a flash of green caught his eye.

“Are you wearing a butt plug?” Rhys asked, incredulous. Moe’s cheeks tinted pink as he nodded.

“I was hoping that if all goes well with Abby, we can claim each other tonight too.”

“I get to tease you with that next time.” Abby licked her lips and Moe groaned.

Rhys quickly got settled at the juncture of Moe’s thighs. He could feel his mate’s thick, hard cock hot

against his back.

Slowly Abby crawled up the bed, her breasts swinging as she moved.

“Fuck!” Moe moved and Rhys could feel a slight wetness on his lower back. Their other mate was

primed and ready to blow.

“As much as I want to enjoy this moment, I think we should try this hard and fast. I don’t want to draw

this out and give the bloodlust more opportunity to rise.” Abby straddled Rhys and for the first time guided

his cock into her slick, hot core.

“Fuck, I need you to move, AbbyGirl.” Rhys ground his teeth together.

Slowly she undulated her hips, she rocked backward, pulling away before slamming her hips forward.

Each movement had her sheathing and unsheathing herself on his cock. The second her breathing hitched

he knew she had found the perfect position. She moved her body over his, over and over again rubbing the

head of his dick over a certain spot inside of her. Rhys felt his fangs burst through his gums. He was dying

to sink them into her as deep as his cock.

“Oh God, Rhys, hurry!” she moaned. Moe took that has his cue and leaned forward to wrap an arm

around Rhys’s upper chest.

Rhys couldn’t fight the need to bite her a second longer. He pulled her forward and ran his fangs down

her neck.

“Rhys!” Abby’s scream was shrill as he felt her body convulse around him, signaling her orgasm.

Without hesitation, Rhys struck. He sank his fangs deep and drank.

God she tastes so damn good!

Rhys drank and drank. He waited for the fire to hit his bloodstream, but, nothing happened. He pulled

back and stared at the two dainty holes on her neck. Her blood was good, but he could stop. It wasn’t like

the blood from the bags.

A low growl caught his attention and he looked up to see a blur of movement before he felt Abby’s

canines in his neck. He shuddered as pleasure coursed through him. He felt his soul lift and merge with

Abby’s which carried a piece of Moe. They spun together like a mini tornado before coming to rest in their

bodies.

Abby, on shaky legs, climbed off.

“Claim Moe, hurry!” Rhys moved faster than he ever had in his life. He turned and grabbed Moe’s legs

with both hands. He pulled his mate forward and pulled out the green butt plug. When he looked down he

saw Moe looking up at him with such love in his eyes it was nearly his undoing.

He thrust into his large mate and dropped his head back. It was pure pleasure. Moe reached up and

pulled Rhys nearly on top of him. Rhys kissed Moe with the desperation of a starving man. He pounded

deep into his mate branding him as his for eternity.

“Mine.” He growled. Moe’s eyes had shifted to black.

“Mine,” he echoed.

Rhys felt his orgasm bearing down on him.

“Moe!” He thrust deep and Moe moaned. Rhys grabbed Moe’s long, thick cock and began to stroke him

in time to his thrusts. It didn’t take long for Moe to buck into his hand as warm semen filled the space

between them.

Leaning down he sank his fangs into the side of Moe’s neck. His blood was just as delicious as Abby’s

but different. Where she had tasted faintly of cinnamon, Moe tasted like cotton candy. When he lifted his

head, Moe sat up and on the other side of his neck opposite of where Abby had claimed him. Moe’s teeth

pierced his flesh.

Their souls seemed to burst forward, as if they had strained for the past month to become one. His soul

with a piece of Abby rose up and swirled with Moe’s soul which also had a piece of Abby with it. When

they combined Rhys felt the mating bond between the three of them snap into place. He could finally feel

what his mates were feeling and he was humbled.

Moe broke down sobbing, holding him close. His huge mate with a tender heart was so relieved that

they could finally be one. He felt Abby’s hesitation. He looked behind them and motioned for her to join

them. At the slight dip in the mattress Moe’s face lifted from Rhys’s neck and he snaked an arm over to

Abby, pulling her close.

Rhys could feel the blossoming love she already had for the two of them, her fierce sense of loyalty and

her deep-seated desire to be cared for.

“I love you, my mates. Thank you for not giving up on me,” Rhys whispered, his own tears dropping

on Abby’s shoulder and between their bodies.

“Love you both so much already, it’s scary.” Abby was kissing any exposed piece of flesh and was

gently running a hand over Moe’s face.

“Finally together, forever,” Moe said, and looked up to face them, tear tracks down his cheeks.

“You’re stuck with me now.” Abby grinned.

Rhys looked at Moe whose face somehow looked younger without the stress of not being able to claim

his mate.

“We wouldn’t have it any other way, Abby Girl,” Moe said.

“Even if you blow up the house one day,” Rhys said, winking at Abby. She giggled and Moe groaned.

Rhys wouldn’t have this mating any other way.

Chapter 10

“Voice recorder?”

“Got it.”

“Cameras?”

“Right here.”

“Temperature gauges?”

“Right beside you.”

“Snacks and pie?”

“In the cooler.” Abby pointed to the large red cooler at their feet.

“By the way, wicked bite marks you’re sporting.” Rebecca smiled at her. Abby touched a hand to either

side of her neck.

“Rhys is much more comfortable now feeding from us since there are no side effects.”

“Abomination,” Salsiby muttered under his breath.

“I’m sorry, did you say you wanted to get hit again?” Abby asked, raising her fist.

“Y–y–you can’t, the council will have you banned,” he sneered.

Abby let the anger she was feeling fill her eyes.

“I’m willing to take that chance. Of course it would be a very good hit, probably snap your skinny little

neck,” Abby growled.

“Arkadia has become a godforsaken place since that human came here.”

“Yeah, well take that up with Fate, she’s the one who brought me here.” Rebecca glared at him.

“I think it’s in your best interest to finish your coffee in your room at the bed and breakfast,” Connor

said, his voice flat.

“I don’t want to be around this trash anyway.” Salsiby stood and left.

“Why can’t I kill him again?” Rebecca demanded, stamping her tiny foot.

“Because he has done nothing wrong, you know that, Rebecca.” Ma smiled at the small woman.

“Not yet. He’s up to something, I can feel it.” Rebecca sighed and looked at the equipment in front of

her.

“Hey I think he’s up to something too, but we can’t let him ruin our fun right?” Abby bumped

Rebecca’s shoulder.

“You’re right. Okay. Let’s do this.” Rebecca’s smile returned.

“Are y’all sure about this?” Ashby asked, fidgeting with the recorder Abby handed him.

“Yup. Okay let’s move out.” Rebecca gave Aidhan a kiss and bounced toward the door.

Abby shook her head as she and Sebastian picked up the cooler. Behind them Ashby kept looking back

at his son. Abby was betting the small man was trying to think of a reason to stay behind. Giddey sounded

like he was wrapping up with Madison for the morning.

“Okay, I contacted the solicitor for the office space beside the delicious accountant Brice Marshall. It’s

right across from Mojos which means I can get my happy hour on within minutes of leaving for the day.

I’ve already arranged for the closing paperwork to be sent to you for your signature. All utilities have