15. Fourteen

Fourteen

Sloane

I held my breath as I paced back and forth. My heels clomped against the floor and I wore a path in the already worn gray carpet. My gaze shifted to the bright bluish-green numbers on the old school rectangular alarm clock.

It had only been forty-five minutes. Everything was going to be fine.

Lincoln sat on the bed, but he kept shifting his position, sitting one minute and then laying the next.

I dug my cell phone out of my pocket and stared at it, like I could magically make it ring. "Do you think they made it out okay?"

Lincoln sat up and buried his face in his palms. "I hope so."

I tapped my phone against my leg and continued my trek around the room.

Lincoln grasped my arm when I got close to the bed and pulled me down next to him. "Worrying isn't going to make time move any faster."

I closed my eyes as I huffed out a laugh. "I wish it did."

He kissed my cheek. "Me too."

I nuzzled into him as he pulled me close. "How long do you think we'll have to wait?"

It was a dumb question. The trip would be a few hours. The group had to go through the woods, over the rough rocky terrain and then along the riverbed for at least five miles, as humans. We couldn't risk shifting, not with the FBI around.

Sheriff Adam was barely holding it together. A stranger who didn't know us would probably shoot first and ask questions later.

At least the sheriff had helped. He had placed a few cars for us, so once we got out we'd have vehicles to go the rest of the way. The plan was to meet up at a spot about an hour from here on the morning of the attack. We just had to get everyone there.

A task that was proving more and more difficult by the day.

It's going to work. Have faith.

Hope is the only thing stronger than fear!

I let the words echo in my mind. It was true. And we had to believe.

The world shimmered, and I gripped Lincoln's hand tighter as Sawyer appeared before us.

His eyes were wide and the bags under his eyes made me think he hadn't slept in a week.

Lincoln and I shot to our feet both of us putting a hand on either of his forearms.

I cupped his cheek with my free hand. "What is it? What's wrong?"

I held my breath.

Sawyer exhaled and dropped his chin to his chest. "Dad is bringing in more reinforcements."

Lincoln shook his head and scrubbed a hand over his face. "Who? There are no more packs nearby."

Sawyer met his brother's gaze as his brows pinched together. "It's not a pack. It's half breeds. He's promised them a place in the pack if they help us."

There couldn't be that many half wolves could there? Judging by Sawyer's frown, there were. "How many are we talking?" I tucked my bottom lip between my teeth.

Sawyer raked a hand through his hair. "I'm not sure the number. Dad says we'll have close to a thousand men once they arrive."

Lincoln grunted. "And when is that?"

I collapsed on the bed and then flopped back to look up at the ceiling. "Before we get there, I'm guessing."

Sawyer sank down next to me and took my hand. "Dad said five days, but it could be sooner."

It was Lincoln's turn to pace. "Then we move up our timeframe."

"No." My response was instant. "We can't. We put our plan into motion. We have to do it the right way. There is no room for error on our part. Rushing into this makes us more likely to make a mistake."

I puffed out my cheeks and put my arm over my forehead. "I didn't realize there were so many half wolves."

The bed creaked as Sawyer rested his head next to mine. "You probably wouldn't. Your father seemed like a decent man that would've accepted them into the pack regardless of their shifting abilities. Not all alphas are like that. They get turned away more often than even I realized."

I peeked up at him as the horror of it washed over me. We craved the pack. It was our lifeblood. "That's awful."

He propped his head up on his elbow. "I know. That's why they're so desperate to be part of the pack now."

I licked my lips and shook my head. "Is your dad actually going to follow through?"

Lincoln huffed out a laugh as he plopped down on the other side of me. "Definitely not. He's always viewed our uncle as an invalid. Beneath us. And treated him like it, too."

I rolled my tongue between my teeth. I lived under a shell. "I didn't know this was a thing." My heart sank. "It's probably too late to offer them to come here, where they will actually be treated as an equal."

How had no one ever told me about these guys? What kind of alpha was I? This was something I should've known. If I got the chance, I would rectify this. No wolf would be packless.

Sawyer put his hand on my belly, splaying his hands across it. "I'm sorry. I didn't think of it. I would have told you if I had."

"I know." I put my hand over top his and sighed. "What's done is done now. Will your father require them to accept him as alpha?"

Lincoln snorted. "Definitely. It's what he does." Lincoln skimmed his hand up and down my arm. "I'm surprised he's let the men in the compounds who haven't accepted him continue to live."

Sawyer made a noise in the back of his throat. "Same. He has a plan for them. I'm just not sure what yet."

That was concerning. And whatever this plan was it couldn't be good for anyone.

Lincoln tucked his fingers under my chin, pulling gently so I had to turn to look at him. "Are you sure we shouldn't change our timeline? We could send more people out tonight."

We'd still have the element of surprise and fewer men to contend with when we got there. But moving that many people at once without being detected? The first team hadn't checked in yet. For all I knew, their cover could be blown.

I pursed my lips as the weight of the world pinned my shoulders to the mattress. "No. I think we will stay the course. We can't rush things now. The wolfsbane needs to be ready, and so do our people."

I hope this wasn't a decision I would come back to regret.

Sawyer rested his head next to mine as he fiddled with the drawstring of my pants. "You're right we shouldn't rush in. It'd be bad and just cause more chaos."

I arched my back. I was glad he was agreeing with me, but it wasn't helping me relax at all. My back and neck ached. The muscles pinching every time I turned my head.

Lincoln kissed my cheek. "She seems tense, Sawyer. Maybe we can help her unwind a little."

Heat charged through me, and I whimpered. That hadn't crossed my mind until now. A few minutes of sexy time with my men was probably just what I needed to take my mind off everything.

A smile tugged at the corners of my lips. "What exactly did you have in mind?" My voice came out husky.

Both men pushed up, so that they were hovering over me.

It was Sawyer who spoke. "What do you think?" He glanced at Lincoln. "Should we take her at the same time again?"

Lincoln dipped his head down and nipped my lips. "I do love the taste of her. What do you think, sweetheart? Do you want to take both our cocks at the same time, or did you like having one of us in your mouth?"

I shivered and forgot how to breathe for a second. How was I supposed to decide that? Anytime I was with them it was heaven on earth.

Sawyer‘s fingers tiptoed up my belly to my chest, and he gave my breast a gentle squeeze through my tank top.

I sucked in a deep breath as white burst behind my eyes. I was already so turned on; it didn't matter what they did to me at this point.

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. I tried again. "Whatever you guys want." They would take care of me. They always did.

Sawyer pecked my lips this time. He chuckled against them, his warm breath whispering over my face. "Our choice. Are you sure you can handle that, sweetheart?"

Luna did I love when they talked dirty to me like this. I wasn't capable of forming an actual sentence, so I mumbled out an, "Mmmmhmmm."

Lincoln's eyes lit up. "Our choice! We're going to have to make sure we make her feel super special."

I pressed my thighs together and whimpered.

Soon we would all be together, the three of us for real every day for the rest of our lives. My heart did a happy dance. Tears pricked my eyes. I couldn't wait.

But for tonight, it was going to have to be enough just to have them here.

All thought left me as Sawyer caught my lips in a fierce kiss. Lincoln‘s mouth went to my belly. His fingers hooked around my pants, tugging them and my panties down, and then his mouth was on my core.

He nipped and sucked my core. My two men were in tune with each other, Sawyer‘s tongue dipping into my mouth at the same time Lincoln thrust his against my clit.

I moaned and rolled my hips, the pressure inside me building until I thought I might burst. It hadn't taken much to get me worked up. I was there on the precipice and one more well timed flick and I went tumbling over with a raspy moan.

Lincoln licked up every drop of me as Sawyer continued to kiss me.

My body went lax and all I could feel was the soft hum of my release rippling over my body as my limbs turned to spaghetti.

Sawyer put his mouth on my ear. "We aren't done with you yet, sweetheart."

I shivered, anticipation filling me with what they were still going to do.

Lincoln nipped the inside of my thigh. "So responsive, sweetheart. Do you think I could get you to come with my mouth again? "

Probably! But the words wouldn't come out. I grunted instead.

Sawyer peppered kisses on my cheek and then nibbled my ear. "Maybe I should be the one to put my mouth on her this time, Lincoln. Would you like that, Sloane?"

I opened my mouth. Only a croak came out. Luna, the things my men did to me.

Sawyer tweaked my nipple as he whispered in my ear, "I didn't hear that, sweetheart."

"Ye...Yes."

He chuckled and nibbled on my ear for another moment before letting his fingers tip toe down my body. Each touch sent more fire through me.

Lincoln yanked my pants the rest of the way off, throwing them on the floor. He crawled across the bed until he was by my face. His lips found mine as his hand found my breast.

Sawyer blew a warm breath against me as his fingers curled around my upper thigh. Then he gave me a lick. My hips flew off the bed as I cried out into Lincoln‘s mouth.

Sawyer grasped my hips as he continued has ministrations. He kissed and sucked and nipped. When he pushed two fingers in, curling them just right, it was my undoing sending me careening back over that cliff.

Dots burst behind my eyes. I held the back of Lincoln‘s neck and squeezed the covers with my hand until I was sure I was shredding them.

Sawyer sucked up every drop of me while Lincoln continued to kiss me

Lincoln swirled his tongue over mine before ending the kiss with a pop. "I think you're ready for both of us now."

The bed dipped, and Sawyer pulled away. I reached for him, missing his warmth immediately and when Lincoln pulled away too I cried out. Where were they going?

Lincoln put his finger on my lips. "It's okay, sweetheart. Give us just a second and we'll make you feel real good."

I didn't have to wait. Sawyer sank onto the bed and lay on his back. He curled his fist around his cock, pumping it a few times before planting his feet on the floor. He turned to me, waggling his eyebrows as a grin slid over his face. "You're going to take us both at the same time okay, sweetheart? I need you to get on top of me."

I drew in a shuddering breath and nodded as I rolled. I straddled him, placing his cock at my center, and slowly slid down, taking him in inch by inch. He stretched me wonderfully.

I put my hands on his chest and let my head fall back as my core adjusted to his size.

Lincoln came up behind me, running his hand up and down my back and pushing my hair to the side. He placed open-mouthed kisses along my collarbone before whispering in my ear, "Good girl, sweetheart. Lean forward just a pinch more for me. We are going to fill your pussy so full of us."

My heart skipped a beat. I couldn't breathe.

I did as he asked, letting my nipples graze over Sawyer's chest. The sensation sent a ripple of heat scorching through me.

Lincoln robbed his member against my opening and then slowly slid the tip in and then his entire length, taking care to not go too fast so I could adjust to both of them at the same time.

I'd almost forgotten what it felt like to have them both stretch me so perfectly. I never wanted this to end.

Lincoln rubbed my butt with his palm before giving it a light pat. "How are you doing, sweetheart? Are you okay?"

"Luna, yes." I was on cloud nine. I rocked slowly, making us all groan. Oh my, I could stay like this forever with their cocks buried in my core.

I rolled my hips at the same time Lincoln thrust. Sawyer came up and caught my lips. We moved together in perfect synchrony like we'd done this a million times.

Sawyer deepened his kiss, and he rolled my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He quickened his pace, pushing me harder and faster. Lincoln joined in too, rolling his hips in time with my thrust, creating a beautiful friction.

I had already come twice, but they'd been nothing like the current orgasm building inside me. My body was taught. Lincoln and Sawyer thrust against me in unison. Sawyer grabbed my breast at the same time Lincoln smacked my rear and I came undone.

I came with both their names a tangled mess on my lips. They climaxed with me, spilling their seed inside me. I fell on top of Sawyer, burying my face in the crook of his neck. Lincoln sandwiched me between them, kissing my ear.

He licked my earlobe. "How are you feeling, sweetheart?"

"Hmmm." I couldn't form a coherent thought to save my life.

This moment was perfect. I could lay in my mates' arms like this for an eternity.

But the moment ended and in the worst possible way.

Sawyer grunted, sputtering and coughing. He gasped.

I pushed up. Alarm bells ringing in my head. "Sawyer?"

Lincoln scrambled off me, and I rolled away from Sawyer to give him space to breathe.

Blood blossomed on his chest, creating a river that trickled onto the bedsheets.

I cried out, my hand flying to my mouth. "Sawyer!"

What the hell was happening?

He disappeared. The only thing left where he'd been was the warmth of the sheets and his blood.