Fated Redemption [Kindred of Arkadia 8] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (12 page)

“Love you too, Rhys,” Rebecca said, wiping her eyes.

“Who loves my mate, and what’s so funny?” Moe asked, walking into the diner.

“God, Moe you missed one of the funniest stories I’ve heard in a long time.” Rhys used the back of his

hand to wipe his eyes. When he looked up his mate’s nostrils were flaring and raw sexual desire burned in

them. Rhys could smell that Moe was seriously aroused. He was about to stand and go to his mate when

Moe walked past him to Abby. He scooped her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he didn’t

stop his forward advance until he had her pinned against the diner wall. Behind him he could faintly hear

the others yelling directions.

“Rian, Damian, Sebastian, girls, get the babies to Baby Central. There’s no telling how this thing will

turn out. They don’t need to see mating sex this young,” Kate said, jumping to her feet. Aleks handed

Aidhan off to Ma. They got the babies to Baby Central and shut the door.

Rhys couldn’t breathe. He had lost his mate. Oh god, why had Fate saved him? It would have been

more merciful if he had been killed a month ago. He felt arms wrap around him from behind.

“If she is his mate, she’s yours too, Rhys. You haven’t lost him,” Kate whispered in his ear. He looked

up at her sharply.

“Was I that easy to read?” he asked. She nodded.

“I was the heart of my mating, remember?” She stepped back and took Caleb’s hand then Bran’s.

“Oh my god, look at that bulge!” Rebecca exclaimed. Aleks growled and swung Rebecca away from

Moe and Abby, obscuring her view of the hot couple. That got Rhys’s attention. He felt his own cock begin

to fill. The thought of the three of them in bed had him almost gasping for air. He could smell Abby now

and it almost had him coming in his pants.

“Nothing to see here, people.” Rhys jumped up, pecked Kate on the cheek and began pushing his mates

toward the door. Moe and Abby broke apart, their lips swollen and cheeks flushed. Still carrying Abby,

Moe leaned down and captured his lips, Rhys could taste something sweet and realized it was Abby. He

stepped back, breathing hard. The three of them could easily get swept up in a torrent of sex and blood.

“Home, we need to get home,” he gasped. Moe nodded. Bethy opened the diner door and Moe barreled

out, Rhys right behind him. The road seemed to fly under his feet, and before he knew it they were bursting

into the bar, scaring the hell out of Peyton. Abby was grinding herself against Moe, the scent of her arousal

nearly triggering Rhys’s thirst.

“Rhys?” Peyton asked.

“Stay down here, turn up the volume, kill zombies.” Rhys managed to say. Peyton grabbed the remote

and turned up the volume to the television. Rhys put his hands on Moe’s lower back and pushed him

toward the stairs. When they got to their apartment he shut the door and watched Moe and Abby.

What in the hell do I do now?

* * * *

Moe couldn’t breathe. His entire focus had narrowed down to the woman in his arms.

Two mates! He had two mates!

Moe couldn’t keep his hands off the woman wrapped around his body. Her creamy skin was flushed

and her soft brown eyes were unfocused.

“What’s your name, little one?”

“Abigail, Abby,” she whispered, looking up at him. Awareness began to fill her eyes as the lust faded.

Moe set her on her feet. He could tell she was nervous. If she let them, he and Rhys could show her exactly

how much they could love her, because if his nose could be trusted, Rhys was just as turned on as he was.

“She’s your, I mean our mate.” Rhys took a step toward them. Abby looked from Moe to Rhys.

“The two of you are mates?” Moe could see her eyes begin to refocus as she took in that piece of

information. He decided he liked her better not thinking clearly and leaned forward to nibble up the side of

her neck. Her natural scent and perfume had his cock trying to punch through his zipper.

“We’re all mates, a ménage mating,” Moe whispered into her ear.

“Moe?” Rhys called his name sounding hesitant. Moe looked up to see Rhys standing off to one side

looking unsure of what to do. He realized that Rhys didn’t want to scare Abby either.

“It’s okay, baby, come here. You have to taste her.” Moe turned so that they were both facing Rhys.

Rhys’s eyes grew wide and he began shaking his head. Too late did Moe realize his poor choice of

words.

“I mean her mouth, her skin. She tastes so sweet.”

“Rhys?” Abby looked at him and Moe could see sadness in her eyes. She didn’t understand why he was

hesitating. She hunched in on herself.

“It’s not her, is it, Rhys? Tell her how you feel, otherwise she will think we don’t want her,” Moe said

softly.

Rhys swallowed hard.

“It’s not you, Abby, in fact I’m really excited that you’re our mate. Both Moe and I were bisexual before

we found each other and had you not come along I would have been completely satisfied with never being

with another woman again. But Fate seems to be favoring me more than most lately, and we have you.

Neither one of us has to give up anything.” Rhys stepped forward and buried his face against her neck,

inhaling deeply.

“Then you don’t mind that you’re mated to me? There are much more beautiful women out there,

especially amongst shifters.” Abby’s eyes met theirs almost defiantly, but Moe could see the vulnerability

there. Rhys wrapped one arm around her and the other around Moe so that they were all connected.

“When you walked in I thought to myself you were one of the most beautiful women I had seen in

centuries. That was before I knew you were my mate. I am aching to feel your soft body against me.”

Rhys’s body shivered at the thought and Moe felt his cock jerk. The image of Rhys taking Abby had him

breathing slowly through his nose to calm down. Rhys grinned at him.

“Just the thought of us being together is enough to have me coming in my pants.” Rhys tipped Abby’s

face up. Moe could see a soft smile on her face. When she saw the effect she was having on the both of

them he could see a bit of confidence fill her eyes. Slowly she was relaxing around them.

Rhys looked at Moe.

“What do we do?”

“I’ll claim Abby and she’ll claim me, and when you’re ready you’ll claim us both.” Moe reached

forward with one hand and cupped Rhys’s cheek.

“When he’s ready?” Abby asked, looking concerned. Rhys leaned forward and kissed her. Moe moaned

loudly at the sight of their tongues wrapped around each other. They broke apart both breathing hard.

“That’s a story for later. Now, I get to watch our mate’s gorgeous cock bury itself inside your sweet

body and claim you,” Rhys whispered against her neck. Her whole body shuddered.

“Our mate likes to talk dirty,” Moe whispered against the other side of her neck.

“I don’t know what I did to deserve two beautiful men like you, but I plan on enjoying every second

we’re together.” Abby turned her head and kissed Rhys, and with the taste of him still on her lips she kissed

Moe.

Moe’s senses were going haywire. He had denied himself from claiming Rhys for so long, that being

able to claim Abby had him trembling. He picked her up and threw her on the bed and smiled at the small

“eep” sound she made. Abby, not wasting any time, wiggled out of her jeans, pulling her undies with them.

Her sweater, shirt and bra were in a pile next to the bed before Moe could blink. She rolled until she was

sitting Indian style on the bed.

“I have waited my entire life for my mates. Y’all going to keep me waiting much longer?” she asked.

Moe and Rhys looked at each other and then began tearing their clothes off. They ended up on the bed on

either side of Abby. Rhys looked down at Abby’s soft skin and then up at Moe.

“Not to sound like an idiot, but how do we do this?” Rhys nodded his head to the hooks in the wall.

Moe’s brain started to process past the lust-filled haze Abby’s scent had him in.

“Shit.” Moe sat back.

“What’s the problem?” Abby asked.

“We’ll have to restrain Rhys, which means he’ll have to be on the bed.” Moe started thinking of the

different positions they could put themselves in.

“Why does he have to be restrained?” Abby asked, looking at Rhys.

“I’m recovering from being addicted to shifter’s blood. I was forced to drink it against my will to create

Shifted Death.” Moe’s cock started deflating. Rhys turned his face away from Abby. Abby looked up at

Moe, winked, and then rolled over onto her belly and buried her face in Rhys’s groin.

“Fuck!” Rhys exclaimed and leaned back, placing his weight on his hands behind him. Moe’s mouth

dropped.

Abby popped up from Rhys’s cock and looked at Moe.

“Is he smiling yet?” She grinned. Moe laughed. Rhys’s smile was wide and his eyes danced. He looked

carefree and happy. Moe’s heart swelled in his chest.

“He looks like a fallen angel and you look like temptation embodied in a delicate package.” Moe ran a

finger down her spine.

“He won’t need to be restrained if I’m down here. If he makes a move I’ll feel it and you can stop him.”

Abby rubbed her cheek along Rhys’s naked thigh.

“Do you want to try?” Moe asked, and in his mind he was praying Rhys would say yes. He was dying to

claim Abby as she had her lips wrapped around Rhys’s cock. To mate with her and be able to watch Rhys

come was his own personal version of heaven.

“I want to try, for you. I can’t claim either of you yet, but I want to be a part of you claiming each

other.”

“Thank god!” Abby popped up on all fours and wiggled her butt at Moe. He smacked one cheek and

then the other in quick succession. She looked back, surprised.

“Too much?” he asked, using his large hands to rub the sting away.

“No, it just surprised me. No one has ever spanked me before.” Abby thought for a second and then

gave him a sexy smile.

“I liked it.” She bent her head down and soon Rhys was cursing out loud.

“Damn she can suck cock. Fuck, Moe, I don’t know if I’ll last long with this visual.” Rhys motioned to

Abby’s body stretched between them.

Moe reached forward and tested how ready his mate was for him. His fingers came away drenched. He

licked the tips of his fingers and his canines descended.

“Rhys, taste.” Moe’s voice had dropped octaves. Rhys leaned forward and sucked on Moe’s fingers, the

moist heat of Rhys’s mouth teased him, with his other hand he stroked his cock.

“Delicious.” Rhys breathed out blissfully.

“I wish we had more time, love, I would bury my face in your sweet pussy and lap up all of this nectar,

but I’m afraid it’s going to be hard and fast.” Moe took the fingers that Rhys had moistened and plunged

two deep into Abby. Her back bowed and a low moan was heard between them.

“Fuck, she liked that. Do it again.” Rhys’s eyes were blazing emerald. Moe stretched Abby by thrusting

his fingers in and out of her hot channel. He leaned forward over her and nipped her right shoulder. Her

entire body relaxed as if he hit a switch. This was his mate, and he wanted to learn every inch of her.

On his knees behind Abby he pulled his fingers free. Gently holding the base of his cock he pushed the

engorged head inside of her. She came off of Rhys and fisted the comforter with both hands.

“God you’re huge.” She took a deep breath and lowered her chest to the bed.

“I’ll take it slow.” Moe kept pushing until he was seated inside her to the hilt. He had never been with a

woman who was this deep before.

“Only at first, I don’t mind a deep pounding, but only if you work up to it.” Abby looked over her

shoulder and smiled at him.

“Will you be able to keep from biting off one of my favorite parts of Rhys?” Moe pulled out and

plunged in again. Her quick inhale was followed by a moan.

“I won’t hurt our man, I want him to be able to claim me later too,” Abby said breathlessly.

She came back up on her hands and leaned down to wrap just her lips around Rhys’s swollen head.

Moe watched as she teased, licked and nipped at him until Rhys was panting hard.

“Close!” Rhys shouted. Abby redoubled her efforts and Moe began to pound as deep and as hard as he

could. Abby started to go wild. Moe leaned forward until his torso and chest covered Abby completely.

Above him Rhys shouted and he heard Abby begin to swallow furiously. When she was done she let Rhys’s

spent cock fall from her lips and she struggled for breath as Moe continued to push his way inside her.

When Moe felt his orgasm start to blossom at the base of his cock, he reached underneath Abby and

pinched her right nipple hard. Screaming, she flung her head back exposing the long line of her neck as she

came hard. Moe struck, sinking his canines deep into the tender flesh of her neck. He felt his soul begin to

lift up and merge with Abby’s. He licked the wound and she let her head fall forward.

Moving faster than he had seen her yet, she pulled away from him. He slipped from her body. Before