Fated Redemption [Kindred of Arkadia 8] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (19 page)

“She said she’d welcome the company.”

“To tell you the truth, if she can keep Isaiah the prankster under wraps, the house is perfect. It’s damn

near move-in ready, we just need to get electric out there, make a few modernizations and it would be my

dream house,” Abby admitted.

“Sounds good to me. I love projects.” Moe smiled at her, turning her insides to mush.

“Of all gifts to receive as Alpha Mother this one actually suits you.” Ma shook her head in amazement.

“No it doesn’t!” Aleks fumed.

“Of course it does, baby boy. Her ability to talk to anyone just got a bit of a boost. It’s part of what helps

her bring people together.”

“What was your gift, Ma?” Rebecca asked.

“Hearth and home. The ability to create warm, family orientated spaces. To make families stronger.” Ma

pointed around the diner.

“So yes?” Rhys asked. Abby nodded.

“I think it will be perfect.”

Moe turned to Ma.

“We’ll take it.” Ma smiled and clapped her hands together excitedly.

“Wonderful. That house has been empty for too long. You’ll get a real deal on the property too since it’s

known to have past issues. The realtor has been trying to sell that house for years. Plenty of room for

children too.” Ma winked at Abby, who felt her cheeks flush.

“Never mind that.” Abby couldn’t ignore the heated looks her mates were giving her. Being bonded

with both of them their desire flooded her senses.

On second thought, maybe we can practice making them long before we actually have any.

She eyed the door and winked at both her mates. Rhys stood, Moe right behind him. Abby grinned.

They were picking up on her growing arousal through the mating bond. Since they were all mated to each

other the effect was tripled.

“Well, if you could get that started for us, Ma, we’d be real appreciative. We need to go get the bar ready

to open,” Moe explained.

“Getting the bar ready to open, my well-shaped ass. Y’all are about to get your freak on.” Giddey

snorted. Abby grinned at him.

“Bye.” Moe grabbed Rhys’s hand and then hers and they bolted out the door.

Chapter 11

“I can’t believe we have a home picked out already.” Abby flung herself onto the bed.

“I can’t believe our new home is haunted.” Rhys chuckled.

“Now, about that baby making,” Moe said, his voice dropping an octave.

“Do you want kids, really?” Abby asked, slipping out of her jeans. She threw them aside and her shirt

soon followed. She lay back on the bed in her bra and panties feeling like the sexiest woman in the world.

Their love was intoxicating.

“I’m sorry, what did you ask?” Rhys said, staring at her. Abby never felt more beautiful in her life. The

way her mates looked at her made her feel desired, something she had never experienced before. She had

resigned herself to being the “chubby” one. But after completely bonding with her mates she could feel

what they did. She had mesmerized both of her men to the point of idiocy. Score!

“I asked if either of you really want kids.” Moe looked at Rhys and they both looked at her.

“I do. I volunteer down at the school, those kids are amazing.” Moe stripped down to his boxer briefs

and lay down beside her. Rhys, already down to his silk boxers, climbed in on her other side.

“I do too. I’ve always loved kids and would treasure any child we have together, but only when you’re

ready.” Rhys propped his head up on his hand. Abby looked over at Moe to gauge his reaction.

“There’s no rush, AbbyGirl. I don’t mind waiting, sounds like we have a lot to do in that ghost house

you picked out for us.” His smile was wicked and playful.

“I’ve always wanted to live in an old Victorian. We can modernize, but I want to keep the small details

that make it unique.”

“It was an interesting time. I miss the gas lights, they were more romantic than fluorescents,” Rhys said.

Abby gawked at him. She had forgotten he had been alive during the Victorian age.

“I keep forgetting your age. You’re so laid back, nothing like Gabriel.”

Rhys laughed at Abby’s observation.

“He was around long before he found me. When you’re that old you wear your years like a mantel. I’m

not even the second or third oldest in the coven. Plus our coven has always been adaptable. Most vampires

tend to get stuck in the time when they are born or turned. We moved around with our Prince so much we

had to adapt to fit in. It kept us young.”

“I don’t want kids right away. I still have some research I’m working on and you’re right, Moe, the

house needs to be in order before any little ones start arriving. But I wouldn’t mind a child in the next

couple years.” Abby smiled at her mates.

“I can wait. Especially for a little boy with Rhys’s green eyes and blond curls. Or a little girl with your

warm brown eyes, Abby.” Moe trailed his fingers down Abby’s tummy. His large hand covered her stomach

protectively.

“I think we should have a little girl with Moe’s gray eyes,” Rhys whispered, leaning in to nibble on her

neck. When his teeth grazed the bite mark left behind from his claiming she couldn’t hold back a moan.

Moe’s fingers picked up their descent and with the barest of touches dipped between her legs. His

strong fingers found the tiny nub and he began a slow back and forth rhythm over it, sending her desire

spiraling out of control.

Abby was so focused on Moe’s hand that she didn’t feel it when Rhys removed her bra. Suddenly his

lips were wrapped around her peaked nipple and biting hard. She felt his fangs pierce her flesh and she

called out his name.

“Rhys!” Moe took that has his cue and pulled her panties down her legs. Both men had stripped

themselves of their boxers. When Abby looked down her body she saw their straining cocks jutting out

from their bodies. They were both too far away to reach. Rhys lifted from her breast.

“I know what you want, AbbyGirl. You want to be filled, don’t you?” Rhys licked the line of blood that

ran down the curve of her breast. She whimpered and nodded.

“You want our mate’s thick cock up your tight ass while I pound that sweet pussy of yours don’t you?”

Breathing hard, Abby couldn’t respond. It was her ultimate fantasy. Unable to speak, she nodded again.

“Up on your knees.” His normally kind voice now sounded strong and commanding. Abby turned over

and got on her knees. Rhys moved in front of her and reclined back on the pillows. Gone was the

lighthearted, casual lover. His green eyes were calculating and power crackled around him. In front of her

was a man who had lived centuries and knew what dominance was.

“Bend over, spread your legs and suck my cock while Moe gets that ass of yours ready.” She hesitated

for a second. Behind her Moe ran a finger down her spine.

“He’s sexy as hell isn’t he?” he whispered. Abby nodded.

“Yes, you both are more than I have ever dreamed of.” Abby bent at the waist, spreading her knees

apart. She leaned down and wrapped a hand around Rhys’s shaft. She lowered her head and took him into

her mouth. She loved the texture of his skin on her tongue, the slight taste of salt and man. She heard a

faint click and then felt cold liquid against her hole. She paused for a second but continued as Moe eased a

single finger inside of her.

She used her lips to create a tight suction and pulled Rhys deep down her throat.

“That’s it my love, take all of me,” Rhys whispered, his fingers threading in her hair, rubbing over her

scalp.

Behind her a second finger joined the first. She paused again and breathed slowly out her nose.

“That’s it, Abby, relax, you’re doing great.” Rhys’s voice was encouraging.

Moe used his other hand to reach around and play with her clit. She moaned which had Rhys throwing

his head back as vibrations danced along his dick.

By the time Moe was up to three fingers she was pushing back against him eager for something more.

More friction against her clit, something inside her, her body needed more.

“She’s ready, Moe,” Rhys said, and raised Abby off his prick. Gently he pulled her forward until she

was straddling his waist. She lowered herself on his cock and together they moaned.

“Damn she’s tight. Moe, you’re going to have to hurry,” Rhys said through clenched teeth.

Abby felt movement behind her as Moe got closer. His large, warm hand was suddenly between her

shoulder blade, bending her over Rhys’s body.

“Now we’re both going to fuck you so good, Abby, you’ll be feeling us inside of you for days.” Rhys

twisted one nipple as Moe pushed his way inside her dark entrance. The head of his cock was much wider

than his fingers and rubbed every sensitive spot as he pushed his way in.

“I can feel your cock, Moe. God I can feel you both. It’s like heaven.” Rhys’s body was covered in a

fine sheen of sweat.

The bonds between the three of them were wide open. Their lust compounded as each one felt what the

other was experiencing.

“Harder, she wants it harder,” Rhys said, voicing the request that she couldn’t.

Moe thrust harder and harder, riding both her body and through her Rhys’s.

“That’s it big guy, fuck us both. We’re yours, your mates,” Rhys whispered. It was as if he knew what

those words would do.

Moe lost control and pounded as hard as he could deep in her ass. The loss of control drove Rhys’s lust

higher and he swelled harder inside her. Both men were moving in tandem filling her over and over again.

“Mine!” Moe roared and bent over to bite the side of her neck. The scent of blood triggered Rhys’s

orgasm and he latched onto the other side of her neck.

Abby screamed out her pleasure as wave after wave shook her. The longer they drew blood the longer

the orgasm seemed to last. After was seemed like forever Moe pulled back. Between her legs she felt

streams of hot cum drip down her thighs from both men. Rhys pulled his fangs from her neck and licked

the bite before collapsing back onto the bed.

Slowly Moe pulled out of her. She shuddered as small mini orgasms rocked her. Rhys moaned as each

orgasm had her clenching around his cock.

Moe gently lifted her off of Rhys and lay her down beside him. He went to the bathroom and came back

with washcloths. He handed one to Rhys, but kept the other one as he gently wiped her down. When they

were finished cleaning up he took both cloths back to the bathroom and joined them on the bed.

“Well, we may be getting those kids earlier than we planned. We keep forgetting to use birth control.”

Abby yawned.

“Fine by me,” Moe said, and snuggled his nose against the back of her neck.

“Me too.” Rhys yawned and wrapped his arms around her and Moe.

Abby closed her eyes. Through their bond she had not only felt their lust, but their love. Both men

loved her and she them. Smiling, she let the afterglow of their pleasure sweep her under, secure that both of

her mates were really hers.

Chapter 12

“Girl, if you keep showing up with bite marks we’re going to have to sign you up for blood

transfusions.” Felix laughed at Abby.

Moe grinned at his mate’s embarrassment. She looked adorable with pink cheeks. They were back at the

diner since no one could or felt like cooking. He and Abby were picking up dinner for Rhys who had

declared himself exhausted and decided to stay in bed to wait for their return. It was a weekday so the bar

would be opening a bit later than usual. As the owner, Moe decided he could open and close whenever he

wanted. They were also picking up dinner for Peyton who had started a new zombie game.

Moe looked around. It seemed like they weren’t the only ones who had forgone making dinner. The

diner was packed, and more than one mate was sporting bite marks.

“Yeah, well, look who’s talking. Your hickey has definite indentions.” Abby stuck her tongue out at

Felix, who laughed.

“Damn right. It’s not good unless they mark their territory.” He winked. She sighed. Moe rolled his eyes.

Abby looked around the diner.

“Where’s Rebecca?” she asked.

“She’s bringing Aidhan from home. She called me and said she didn’t feel like cooking so we’re

meeting here,” Aleks said from their usual table.

“Even though it’s packed in here, it feels empty without her,” Abby remarked. Moe had to agree. Even

Salsiby the jerk was here tonight.

“She’ll be here soon, then you can go over house stuff with her.” Moe stretched. His mates had given

him a thorough workout earlier. Damn him if Rhys hadn’t turned him out with his dirty talk. He was mid-

stretch when he felt a pain in his back. It was sharp and sudden.

“Ouch! What was that?” Abby asked, turning to look at him accusingly.

“Sorry, I think I pinched a nerve or something.” Moe twisted in his seat, the pain a faint memory.

“When we get back to the bar I’ll rub your back for you.” Abby patted his leg, a look of concern on her

face.

“Thank you, AbbyGirl.” Moe kissed her nose, which she scrunched up at him. Moe watched as Abby

got up and walked over to Sebastian and Ashby. He knew she was itching to play with the babies. He could