Chapter 94
Chapter 94
Xander was the first to understand what I was implying, the color draining out of his face. “You think she intends to go back to the witches and offer my child as some sort of sacrifice for another spell or favor from them?” his tone was icy.
“Maybe,” I said doubtfully, “but why? She chose to have your child for a reason. She wanted your bloodline and a direct way to challenge the Alpha title. If she sacrificed the child, she wouldn’t have that option” I pointed-out, feeling as though I was missing something but not sure what that could be.
His expression cleared. “You’re right. She has to have every intention of giving birth to my child then, but how is she going to survive? There are rogues and danger in the forest and she’s not the greatest warrior” he added scornfully.
But there were several choices that Isabelle could take. I thought about what I would do if I was in her position and then I chose my words carefully. “If she was able to pass the child off as another Alpha’s, would they not take her in, grant her sanctuary, and offer protection in exchange for the heir they think is theirs?”
It was one option. Deceitful and cunning, which was right up Isabelle’s alley.
“She’s only a little bit along” Xander’s father agreed readily “but she would have to persuade an Alpha to sleep with her in order for that to work” he added narrowing his eyes “and most Alphas will wait for their mates unless they are stupid, or she has something to exchange besides that”
he shifted on his feet, looking uncomfortable.
“Unless the Alpha is infertile and mateless?” my thoughts were moving rapidly to another solution, another way for Isabelle to scam her way into a pack and be accepted. “Then the heir would be accepted, and Heather Ramona could become Luna of another pack couldn’t she?” I asked.
After all, they would never settle for being simple pack members. They liked the luxurious lifestyle now that they had a taste of it.
I doubted they would give it up. Isabelle liked the power of being in charge as well. She wouldn’t bow down to a Luna when she believed she deserved to be one or at least related to one.
“Who’s going to take those bitches in?” Xavier’s voice was incredulous. “All of this is speculation. They’ve gone underground. They aren’t that conniving” he burst out. “You’re giving them too much credit” he added sourly.
“Really? Because they were quite intelligent in seeking out the witches” I snapped, folding my hands across my chest and glowering at him.
“Because of Beta Johnathon,” my mate argued back, refusing to be cowed, “otherwise they would never have thought aboutit.”
My father had been instrumental in their plans, I thought with a wince, but that didn’t mean that my suggestions were
wrong.
But Alpha Jackson was thoughtful. “Regan has made a good point. However, our first step is to search surrounding packs for Isabelle and Heather Ramona. I’ve put the request in for the elders, so much more can’t be done right now. If they continue to travel, we can continue to put out notices, but for now, why don’t you go and get some rest?” he suggested kindly, ducking his head. “We also have a funeral to arrange” he mumbled, his voice forlorn.
A funeral. For Malcolm who had been lost to us. I was lost for words, stumbling slightly as Xavier put his arm around me and began to help me up toward our room.
I felt the urge to weep, the loss of a friend was almost too much to bear. We walked into the room and I felt Xander’s arm gently smooth my hair away.
“I’m sorry” he whispered, kissing my temples, my forehead, and my cheeks “I’m so sorry Regan.”
My arms went around his neck and he pushed me down. Suddenly it was almost as though we became desperate. He began to pull my clothing off, his eyes scanning over my body. I felt my body become heated. In the background, Xavier was already pulling his clothes off, but Xander didn’t look as though he was in a rush. He gave a low growl and began to trail kisses down my body, down my navel, paying particular attention to my inner thighs as I caught my breath.
“You’re the only one for me. The only one I want to bear my children” Xander growled again, prying my legs apart as my head arched back, his tongue lightly beginning to circle my clit, my heart pounding wildly in my chest.
He brought me to the heights of pleasure, my body writhing beneath him, my cries growing shriller as he suckled and licked my clit without mercy until I was almost sobbing. It was too much. It was as though he was trying to expel all thoughts of Isabelle out of his mind. He was like a man possessed. I came, my body tensing, my back arching as I screamed, my orgasm so powerful that I almost blacked out from the pleasure.
I reached for him, but he stepped back, beginning to peel his clothes off.
Xavier moved in, his lips pressing against the nape of my neck. I panted, my hands going to his lower back, my nails digging in as he kept moving, his lips gently closing around my nipple and then sucking before letting go. My body was so heated that I felt as though I might spontaneously combust.
I let out a moan, my eyes beseeching. My mates had this look about them, as though they needed this distraction desperately.
It had been so long since we had been intimate. So long since we had spent this amount of quality time together without worrying about the pack, Isabelle, or Heather.
I entwined my fingers in Xavier’s hair as he caressed my stomach and then kissed my belly button.
My juices were dripping freely onto the bed now and I was soaking wet. My pussy was throbbing with the urge to have him and Xander inside of me. I couldn’t hold out any longer. I wanted him or Xander inside of me. I wriggled, pleading with my eyes. “Please” I whispered, my voice hitching, my hands roaming over his back.
He moved. Suddenly I found myself kneeling over him, his hands guiding me onto his cock, my body obediently sliding down, my head flinging back at the feeling of his massive shaft filling me, my body quivering until he was fully inside of me, my knees resting either side of his body, my hands lightly touching his chest. I felt a breath near my ear. “You don’t think that you’re going to get away with just one of us taking you now, are you?” Xander’s voice.
I swallowed hard. The notion of both of them taking me was exciting. It wouldn’t be the first time they had done it and I was used to them now. I felt Xavier’s hands grip me, my body falling forward onto his chest. I felt Xander moving behind me and I gulped. Suddenly I felt his finger penetrate my back entrance, cautiously stretching me, my breath a hiss as I felt the unfamiliar intrusion and I forced myself to relax.
“”Relax” Xander murmured.
More stretching. I whimpered. The pain had disappeared and now I was eager to feel him moving inside of me as well. I rocked back and felt him give a strangled groan. I felt him position himself and then he began to push, slowly, the head of his cock slowly bottoming inside of me.
I arched my back, even as Xavier’s hands gently began to caress my sides. My body hummed. More, I wanted more. Xander pushed in further. I mewled.
He pushed in all the way and I was in heaven. I could see both twins silently communicating with one another, their eyes on each other. Before I could move or before I could so much as make another sound, they began to move, one sliding out while the other pushed in, my body bouncing and grinding beneath them.
They were ruthless. I came, repeatedly, my screams growing louder. This made them more determined to prolong their own releases.
I sobbed, my nails digging into the sides of Xavier’s body as he smirked beneath me. I couldn’t take much more.
They were killing me. It felt as though I hadn’t stopped cumming for the last few minutes. I cried out and then both boys gave a ferocious growl, stilling inside of me as they spilled their seeds, causing me to collapse onto Xavier’s chest, panting and whimpering. “Good girl” they whispered in unison, and I closed my eyes, unable to keep them open any longer, my body aching and exhausted but a wide smile on my face.
They were still mine