Page 19 of Nita's Redemption

“This is very nice,” Nita said in a hushed voice, rubbing her free hand along the fabric next to her.

“Damn, I’m actually a little jealous of the furniture. Here I am wishing it was me you were rubbing.” Link stuck his lower lip out in a good impersonation of someone pouting.

Nita laughed and stopped rubbing the couch.

Link cleared his throat and took a long pull from his bottle before he could answer. “Yeah, we ah bought it about six months ago after Zeus did his little transforming trick. Once we got it all home, he arrived like a Fairy God Father, and everything was plus-sized.”

By transforming, Nita was aware the God made every trailer much bigger and fancier than they’d ever have been able to do in their lifetimes. Zeus said he was only making room for himself and the other Ravens who were huge in stature and personalities, but Nita had spent a long time on Olympus with the God, she had seen firsthand how much he cared for the pack on Earth. He had made their home bigger and nicer because he wanted them to be happy and to repay them for their loyalty. Not that her pack had ever complained. Nope, if you were to ask any of them, from their alpha Brock to one of her males, they would say they were very fucking happy, thank you very much. As for buying the new furnishings, that too was made possible by the God who took what they’d bought and bam, enlarged on a grander scale. On Olympus everything had been huge, luxurious, and comfortable.

“Zeus is pretty amazing, not to mention Hera. Goddess, she’s truly the best. I have to admit I love all the females up on Olympus.” Nita swallowed a sizeable portion of her drink.

After she mentioned Olympus Tank and Abe strolled into the room, each male settling onto the recliners facing Nita and Link. Abe held a beer while Tank leaned forward, his laser-like focus on Nita’s face. They all had to feel her anxiety spike. Link place his arm over her shoulder, rubbing small circles on her arm. A small little shiver went through her frame.

“Damn, I swear anytime I touch you I feel what you do like an echo of your emotions. Fuck, I want to toss both our beers away and claim your pouty lips with my own and say fuck all the other bullshit. The only reason I don’t is because there’s things we need to discuss. One of those being your time on Olympus and of course our need for you.” Link’s voice became a growl.

“Do we really have to hash that all out right this instant?” she asked while rubbing the bottle between both her palms. The bottle was cold but sweat was making every inch of her clammy.

“We never heard about what you did while you were up with the demon females or the Gods. I mean, obviously time worked differently since you left here one way and came back as if years had passed. How did that work for you?” Link’s question made her pause.

“What we want to know is if you thought of us while you were up there and if the bond between the four of us is freaking you out?” Tank asked, holding her gaze while she pondered his question.

She finished her beer, looking around for a place to set it. Link took it from her and placed it and his now empty one behind them on the sofa table. It too matched the dining room table and end tables. Abe had told her they’d gone for the ‘Fancy as fuck’ with a hint the farmhouse chic style.

“I really like how you guys decorated this place.” And she did.

“Jaklyn and Tamara swore it was the right tone we needed to go for. Whatever the hell that meant. We agreed since it was mainly black, white, and grey with only a few splashes of yellow and turquoise here and there. We, ah, might’ve seen some of the colors in your space when you returned and figured you wouldn’t hate it immediately.” Link admitted.

“Thank you, Link, I do love it and I don’t think it’s weird at all. Um, to answer your question, it’s a little odd. Obviously I left her a mere child and came back a fully grown adult, but the years that passed on Olympus didn’t go like a normal Earth’s human year. I mean, they weren’t slow moving like how they were here. I would go to sleep and wake up feeling older, and it would appear months had passed. The same feeling happened throughout the time I was awake. I would absorb so much more during my waking hours on Olympus than I would in a twenty-four span down here. I’m not sure how to explain it other than it was as if I was a living sponge that absorbed knowledge the same as the years passed, only more than if I were a human. So while on Earth a couple of years had gone by, many more had for me, but it didn’t feel like it. Does that make sense?” She bit her lip.

“Don’t do that, I can smell the sweet tangy scent of copper and know it’s because you’ve made yourself bleed.” Link reached over, tilted her face up to meet his gaze. Using the grip on her jaw to keep her face where he wanted, he leaned down slowly, holding her gaze until he was a breath away from her lips. She felt her world tilt as fantasies she’d had of him and the others kissing her flashed before her eyes. He gave her time to pull away, keeping his grip light. When she licked her lips, he growled as if that was his undoing.

He drew her closer, swiping his tongue along her closed lips, exhaling when she opened for him. When she drew her tongue along his, and he swore with a low growl, she saw stars. The first brush was like a bolt of lightning, her entire body jerked as if she’d been electrocuted.

“Hell, you taste so good, so damn perfect. I swear, you were made just for me,” Link said. The two other males growled, interrupting them, and reminding Link they were hers as well.

Nita gave a soft little growl of approval. Link eased back, staring at her. She was sure she’d partially shifted since she was seeing things through her wolf eyes.

“Damn, I could get carried away so fucking easy with you. Hell, you make me lose every coherent thought with those gorgeous bright blue eyes.” He brushed his thumb over her kiss-swollen lips.

“Oh wow,” she whispered.

“There’s a lot we can do to you and for you other than kiss, but we need to make sure you’re on board for what we have in store, mo go hálainn rós,” Abe whispered.

“Although I hate to move away from you, I gotta share you with the others. Make no mistake though, your taste is forever embedded in every fiber of my being.” Link nodded toward Abe and Tank.

“I can’t wait to taste you. Link shared with us what he was feeling but I fear it’s not enough, nothing will except experiencing it myself. We promise to be gentle with you, sreco.” Tank moved in closer, spreading her legs so he could rub his hands up and down Nita’s thighs.

She let out a soft sigh, running her hand through Tank’s hair, then nodded. “You guys are going to drive me mad.”

Abe nuzzled one side of her neck while he concentrated on the space under her ear, as if he too was learning all the places that made her moan. Tank gave a growl and then without a word he scooped Nita up from between them and carried her down the hall toward the master suite. She gave a little yelp, then sighed as their thoughts filtered into her. They’d created the master bedroom for her, their mate. None of them had used the space before they’d brought her home.

Nita was aware of what was going to happen, technically. She hadn’t known the huge male that was Tank could be so tender though. As he laid her on the bed that was surely big enough for an entire NFL football team, he proved he was very tender. He stood back while she stretched out in the center, her eyes glued to Tank and then her other two mates. It was a feast for one female’s eyes, but she wasn’t about to share with anyone else.

Tank leaned down, bracing his brawny arms on either side of her. “Hello, mate,” he whispered, then pressed his lips to hers.

Her beast was doing a wild jig in her mind, telling her to get to claiming the three of them stat. Nita shoved the inner she-beast to the back of her mind, still amazed she had not one, or two, but three amazing males who were all hers.

The bed dipped on the other side of her, and hands were roaming over her body, showing her she was the center of this... this mating. The feel of her clothes being removed while she was consumed with kisses and touching, the sounds of her boots thudding to the floor, zippers being lowered was like music in the otherwise quiet room.

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