Page 8 of Unexpected Mate

Now this is what I’m talking about! Let’s do some squat thrusts in this incredible cucumber patch!

Ifelt Leo stiffen, and then the room turned to chaos as my men roared in laughter. Beasty had spoken directly into the mental link, and my men clearly loved the visual her idiotic comment had created. I rolled my eyes in irritation at the immaturity of it all.

“Did I just hear you in my mind?” Leo whispered, his warmth breath tickling my neck and sending a shiver down my body.

How had he heard Beasty? I knew the wizards could communicate telepathically, but he didn’t possess magic.

“That wasn’t me, it was Beasty; my always horny, and often embarrassing inner dragon. I don’t know why you could hear her. Are you telepathic?”

My vampire and wolves wiped tears from their eyes asthey struggled to regain their composure, a random snicker escaping periodically.

“No, I’m not,” Leo said. “I’ve never heard another person in my head. Do you think this is because we’re mates? It would be a thrill to be able to speak with you telepathically, I have never had the chance to experience magic like this.”

Less talking - let’s get on with making some magic.

I snorted, and began to get off Leo’s lap, assuming that he wanted to talk. I gasped when he grabbed my hips and yanked me back down into his lap.

“I agree with Beasty,” he said, “we can discuss things for the rest of our lives. Now is not the time.”

His fingertips gently stroked up my arms, finally stopping to knead my shoulder muscles. Tension drained from my body and I moaned. The room became silent as my bonded realized that things had grown serious again, and lust-filled eyes met my own.

I attempted to turn and face Leo, but he held me firmly in place, exploring my body and allowing the others to watch my reaction. The featherlight touch of my robe sliding over my shoulders to pool at my waist sent another shiver through my body, my sensitive skin begging to be touched. My naked breasts were on display for the three gorgeous men lounging around the room in front of me, my nipples becoming hard little peaks in the cool air.

Leo’s hands massaged my back as his mouth licked and kissed my skin, as though he was savoring the taste. His lips began exploring my neck in the same way, sliding my hair across my back and out of the way. Another wave of intenseneed burned through me as he kissed behind my ear and nipped my neck. His teeth nibbled my earlobe, followed quickly by his hot tongue tracing and delving into my ear. I thought I would climax that very moment. I felt my entrance grow wetter, and I longed for him to take me.

I realized that each of my mates were quite different, especially in the bedroom. Leo was in no hurry; rather than claiming me hard and fast, he was going to take his time and make love to me as he memorized every curve of my body. I only hoped I could hang onto control and not force a quick, and likely rough, climax to our first time together.

I needed more; I ached to be touched. Moving my hands up, I squeezed my breasts. Leo’s hand quickly grabbed my hands and brought them down to my lap. I growled in protest, but that changed to a groan as his hands teased along my ribs before cupping my breasts. His tongue continued to trace an elaborate design along my neck and ear, while his hands gently stroked my breasts, his thumbs brushing the hardened peaks.

“Leo,” I breathed out, my voice husky as he continued to stimulate me past what I had thought possible.

“Hmm?” The sound was muffled as he began kissing my shoulders.

“I love you.”

He stilled. My lust-filled brain worried that I had messed up by expressing my feelings so soon, but seconds later I felt something cool and wet run down my back. I realized it was a tear. Leo’s tear.

“I do not think words exist to describe my feelings for you,” he murmured. “I love you too.”

The three mates in front of me wore similar expressions of love, and at this moment, my world was absolutely perfect.

Leo’s hands moved from my breasts to my thighs, gently tickling his fingertips across the iridescent skin. With aching slowness, he moved up my inner thighs toward my most sensitive area. I wanted to push forward into his hand or grind down on his lap to relieve some of the building pressure. My body trembled as I forced myself to remain still.

When his finger traced along my folds, as though he was tracing the edge of a flower petal, I thought I would cry from the need that threatened to explode within me at any moment. I sat shaking on his lap as his fingers continued their exploration at a languid pace. Desire burned within me, turning my blood to lava and twisting my insides into a knot. My body needed release, but I wanted to treasure these first moments.

I whimpered as a single finger delved slowly into me. Stars danced against my closed eyelids as he moved the single digit in and out, brushing against my most sensitive spot. With effort I cracked open my heavy-lidded eyes and saw the twins and Mithraheal watching through bedroom eyes as well. I realized I must make quite the sight; my naked breasts on display, the gown pooled at my waist and flowing to the ground on either side of me, my legs slightly spread giving them an embarrassingly clear view of what Leo’s fingers were doing.

I should have felt shy, perhaps closed my legs.My mates and I shared a sex life that made me blush every time I thought about it, but this was the first time I had been put on display in front of them. They were watching another man tease me, make love to me, and instead of feeling shame, it was turning me on even more.

Mithraheal had taken off his belt and unbuttoned his pants, no doubt to ease the pressure from his arousal. His eyes were the color of fresh blood as he stared back at me.

Levi and Luke sat in opposite corners of the room, their movements mirroring each other unconsciously. Both men had slid a hand under the band of their pants, and it was obvious they were stroking down the length of their shafts. The motion was steady and unhurried; they were clearly enjoying the show.

With each deliciously slow stroke of his finger, I felt myself grow slicker, my insides coiling tight. I tried to rock my hips against his finger, but his other hand clamped down on my hip for a moment, holding me still. I needed something; the growing need was going to drive me insane!

As I opened my mouth to suck in another ragged breath, his hand disappeared from my hip to slip his finger between my parted lips. For a moment I was tempted to bite down, but as I felt the fingers of his other hand moving in and out of my lower set of lips, instinct kicked in and I sucked instead.

His breathing hitched behind me, so I sucked harder, swirling my tongue around his finger, letting him imagine all the things I would do if he would just let me get up and undress him. A second finger joined his first, stretching my wet folds, his fingers moving a little faster now. Yes. This waswhat I wanted! Gently scrapping my teeth along the finger still in my mouth, I began moving it in and out of my mouth. His forehead fell against my shoulder as he groaned.

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