Alpha Province: Precious Angel (Siren Publishing Menage Everlasting) Read online

  “Oh,” Kenzie moaned.

  Jordan brought his spread knees a little closer together and pumped his hips, harder, faster, and deeper. Because of the new angle, his cock was gliding down into her hot, creamy pussy and each time he drove in deep, the head of his dick rubbed against her G-spot. Her internal walls rippled around and along his hard cock, causing a deep rumbling growl to form in his chest and up out of his mouth.

  His mate was sobbing and keening with pleasure as he moved faster and faster, harder and harder. He was inside of her so deeply the tip of his dick butted up against the entrance to her womb. She rocked her hips in sync with his, urging him on, letting him know she loved what he was doing.

  “So good.” Kenzie whimpered and tilted her hips more, lifting her ass higher into the air. “So hot and hard.”

  Jordan cursed under his breath when he felt the heated tingles forming at the base of his spine. With the hand he had splayed over her flat, toned belly, he delved into her folds with the tip of a finger and began to lightly caress over the sensitive bundle of nerves.

  “Oh, oh, oh,” Kenzie gasped.

  He powered in and out of her tight, wet cunt and started to rub her clit faster as he applied more pressure. He groaned when the walls of her pussy grew tighter around his shuttling cock and hoped he could stave off his release until he had his mate screaming as she climaxed.

  Jordan blanketed her back with his front, all the while pistoning in his hips, gliding his cock in and out of her fiery heat. The tingles at his lower back moved around to pool as liquid desire low in his belly, and his balls drew up closer to his body. When he felt the blazing heat touch his scrotum, he knew he wasn’t going to last. He pinched her clit between his finger and thumb and slammed into her as deeply as he could.

  “Gonna—” Kenzie cut herself off just before she screamed. “Jordan!”

  He growled as her cunt clamped down hard around his stroking cock before releasing and clenching down again. She shook and shivered under him as she orgasmed, bathing his cock in her hot, creamy honey as her cunt sucked at his dick.

  Jordan retreated and powered into her one last time with a roar. Stars exploded in colorful fireworks in front of his eyes before turning to a white sheet of bright light as ecstasy assailed him. Cum shot up the length of his shaft and spewed out of the tip of his cock deep into his mate’s cunt and womb. His body jerked and twitched with each palpitation of rapture that seemed to last an eternity, but was also already beginning to wane.

  His canines exploded from his gums, lengthening into sharp hard points as he licked over the skin of her shoulder and then he sank them deep into her flesh.

  Kenzie quivered and quaked as she shot straight back up into climatic, nirvanic bliss. The bright light in front of his eyes disappeared to a velvety darkness as he hit the stratosphere and beyond.

  Jordan couldn’t believe he was orgasming again. One climax on the top of the other, his balls throbbing with each spume of seed until he felt as if they’d been turned inside out.

  Finally, the darkness receded at the same time his canines shortened and retracted. He was gasping for breath as he bathed the mating bite he’d made on his mate’s shoulder, felt as if he’d just run a thousand miles with his muscles burning and quivering. Kenzie had wrung him dry and had left him as weak as a lamb. The connection between them was a little stronger, he could feel her satisfaction, repletion through the bond, and he couldn’t wait to experience it all.

  Jordan wanted to feel, to know what was in her heart and soul. He wanted her to love him as much as he loved her. He wanted to make her smile, to laugh, and so happy she’d never even think of leaving his or his brothers’ sides.

  Kenzie was his very reason for existence, his very reason for breathing.

  She’d filled his cold, empty, numb heart with so much love he could do nothing but the same to her.

  A shiver raced up his spine as an aftershock wracked her small frame and his softening cock twitched with renewed interest. Jordan pulled her up against his chest and then took them both down to the mattress on their sides, still intimately connected to his mate. He would love to have spent hours with her in his arms, cuddling and holding her, kissing, and breathing in her delicious orange and peach scent, but he was going to have to relinquish his hold on her.

  It would be selfish of him to keep her all to himself when Jenson had to be going crazy with the need to be with their woman, too. He kissed Kenzie’s shoulder and glanced toward his brother. He was surprised and shocked to see that Jenson was no longer on the bed.

  He gazed about the room and frowned.

  Jenson was nowhere to be seen.

  Chapter Eleven

  “Where’s Jenson?” Kenzie asked after rolling to her back and gazing about the room. She felt guilty for not even noticing he had left until then.

  “I don’t know, baby.” Jordan got from the bed to his feet and then held out a hand to her. She clasped it and gasped with awe as he pulled her to her feet with seemingly no amount of effort on his behalf. “Do you want me to go and find him?”

  Kenzie shook her head as she stroked a hand over his chest. “No, I will after I take a quick shower. Although Jordan nodded, she could tell by the tense expression on his face that he was upset. However, she didn’t want him or Jay interfering between her and their other brother. She needed to build her relationship with all her mates and while she was hurting at Jenson’s disappearing act, it was up to her to find out what was going on.

  “Okay.” Jordan skimmed the tip of a finger down her cheek. “But if you change your mind and want some help, or backup, call for me or Jay. All right?”

  “I will.”

  Jordan leaned down and kissed her reverently on the lips before turning toward the doorway and sauntering away.

  Kenzie ogled his muscular ass cheeks as they flexed while he walked. He and his brothers were all so sensual and attractive. She didn’t care about their scars. What mattered was what was in their hearts and souls. When Jordan was no longer in sight, she glanced in the direction of the bathroom. She really wanted a shower to wash away the stickiness and sweat from her body, but she needed to find Jenson more.

  She looked into herself and concentrated on the mating bond she had with each of her guys. It was difficult to do, but when she found the tether connecting her to Jay and Jordan she pushed them aside for now and picked up the last thread. Jenson was still in the house, but he was alone. The only place she suspected he could be was his own bedroom. She ignored the combined juices of Jay, Jordan, and herself weeping from her pussy and coating her inner thighs as she walked out of the bedroom and down the hall. Ignoring the first two bedrooms she came to, her eyes locked onto the third one, the closed door.

  She sucked in a fortifying breath as she turned the door handle and entered the room, quietly closing the door behind her. He wasn’t in the room but since there was another closed door across the way, she hurried toward it. She stood outside of the bathroom door, indecision warring in her mind when she heard the shower running, but she quickly pushed her hesitancy away. Kenzie needed to be with Jenson, too. Her body was clamoring with hunger, her mind and soul craving to be connected with him the way she was connected with his brothers.

  Kenzie pushed all doubt and thoughts from her mind and she opened the door and entered the bathroom. Her gaze immediately zeroing in on Jenson’s back. His muscles were bulging with tension with his hands braced on the tile wall, the warm water streaming over his large, brawny body.

  She had a feeling he knew she was there, but he kept his back toward her. Kenzie huffed out an exasperated breath as she tiptoed over to the shower. There was no door on the large tiled, glassed-in cubicle, and she as glad about that. If Jenson didn’t know she was in the room with him, she wouldn’t alert him since she didn’t have to open a door. There would be no breeze to tell him she was there.

  His next words confirmed that he had known she was present. “You need to leave.”

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sp; Painful rejection surged into her heart nearly taking her to her knees. She rubbed at the ache between her breasts, but it didn’t help. Tears burned her eyes, but she wasn’t about to let him see or know how much his words had hurt her in case he turned around, so she ruthlessly shoved them aside.

  “Why?” she managed to ask in a strong voice. How she’d done that when her insides felt as if they were being ripped apart, she had no idea.

  “I don’t fucking want you here,” Jenson said in a growly voice. “You need to go away right now and don’t fucking come back.”

  Kenzie covered her mouth to stifle the sob bubbling up her throat from her chest, and spun toward the door. She built walls in her mind and heart layer by layer, hoping against all odds that she was blocking Jay and Jordan from feeling her emotions.

  She closed the bathroom door behind her and raced out of Jenson’s bedroom, back into the other room and into the en-suite. After turning the water on, she stepped under the spray, uncaring that it was still warming, and quickly washed her body. A few tears rolled down her cheeks, but she ruthlessly swept them away as she locked down all emotion. She was shivering as she dried off, but was too hurt to care that she was cold.

  Kenzie needed to get away. She wasn’t about to stay somewhere she wasn’t wanted. Agony seared into her chest gripping her heart in a painful fist, but she couldn’t let the hurt take over. She didn’t want them to know she was falling apart.

  After brushing her hair and pulling her damp hair up into a ponytail, she walked back into the bedroom and started opening and closing, closets and drawers. She wasn’t about to walk out of this house with anything that wasn’t hers. She didn’t care that she only had the clothes she’d been wearing. In her mind, if she wore anything that they’d paid for, she would be prostituting herself.

  When she found her clean clothes she almost gasped with relief. There on the top of her folded jeans was her credit card. She hadn’t even known she’d had it with her when her stepfather had sold her to the highest bidder…or should that be lowest bidder? There wasn’t a high limit on the card, but hopefully, it would be enough to get her away from Jenson, Jayson, and Jordan. Away from Ambrose, North Dakota. Maybe she would catch a cab to the closest airport and book a flight to the other side of the country. Somewhere warm instead of ice-cold frozen bleakness. Somewhere she could lick her wounds in private and try to get her life back together.

  Kenzie glanced toward the bedroom door and decided that leaving by the front door wasn’t an option. If Jay or Jordan caught her, they were going to demand an explanation. Guilt assailed her heart and soul and while she realized she was being irrational and reactionary, she couldn’t stay. If Jenson didn’t want or need her, the brothers would end up fighting. She didn’t want to be the cause of a rift between the siblings.

  All she’d ever wanted was to be loved for who she was. She even began to hope that the brothers were starting to fall in love with her, but she figured she’d just been fooling herself.

  Kenzie felt as if her whole world was crashing down around her and the strain to keep the load from burying her was astronomical. She quietly closed and locked the bedroom door and turned toward the windows. It was easy to push the fly screen out and then she climbed out into the cold wet snow. Her sneakered feet sank in the low drift and she shivered as she hurried away from the house. Maybe when she got to town, she could borrow some dry clothes from one of the other women. Until then, she was just going to have to suck it up and pray that she didn’t get hypothermia in her attempt to get into Ambrose.

  She sniffed as the tears she’d been keeping at bay wouldn’t be held back any longer. They froze on her cheeks before they had rolled halfway down. When she passed through the high fence that surrounded their property, she glanced back one last time. Sadness permeated her heart and soul as she began to walk. Taking one step after the other, her mind circled with turmoil. She was so lost in grief, she didn’t even realize she’d stopped walking or had sunk to her knees until her hands dipped into the snow.

  Great heaving sobs tore from her chest as she cried her heart out. She was so cold inside she wondered if she’d ever be able to feel again, and yet she was feeling so much, the emotions were tearing her apart.

  She’d given her body to two of the Cannon men and when she’d offered it to the third, he sent her away. Maybe her stepfather had been right to sell her to a pimp after all. Maybe she was just a slut like he’d accused her and her mother of being.

  Kenzie fell to her side into the snow and quivered with cold. She’d never been so cold in her life and it had nothing to do with the icy flakes she was lying in. She closed her eyes as she tried to purge the pain from her heart and soul, the tears a continuous flow over her ice-cold skin. Despondent weariness settled into her chest as the tears finally ceased. She was no longer shivering and as she started to drift to sleep, the shields she’d held true and strong faded away.

  * * * *

  “Where’s Kenzie?” Jenson asked his brothers as he entered the kitchen. He felt like a real asshole for sending his mate away from him, but he’d had tenuous control over his panther and he’d been terrified of hurting her.

  He couldn’t count how many times he’d had fur sprouting from the pores of his skin or claws erupting from the tips of his fingers. He never felt terror before, but the thought of accidentally hurting his mate by scratching her soft, creamy flesh with his talons, or digging them into her skin, had terrified him.

  “What do you mean where’s Kenzie?” Jay frowned. “I thought she was with you.”

  “No, I—” Jenson spun on his heels and ran through the house. He stopped at the closed bedroom door and knocked. When she didn’t come to open the door, he turned the handle, but she’d engaged the lock. He glanced toward his brothers as the came up behind him.

  “She’s nowhere else in the house,” Jordan said.

  “She’s locked the door and won’t answer my knock.” Jenson turned away from his brothers, contrite with remorse. He lifted his hand to knock again, but spun on his heels when he heard both his brothers gasp at the same time.

  “Fuck!” Jordan and Jay shouted at the same time. They spun away and raced toward the front door. Jenson felt his heart lurch with pain, but then there was nothing. He hurried after his brothers as they sprinted along the driveway and out onto the road. Panic had him panting for breath. When he saw his mate lying in the middle of the icy road curled up into a ball with her eyes closed, he gasped.

  “What the hell?” Jay knelt on one knee and lifted Kenzie into his arms.

  “Her lips are turning blue.” Jordan scowled at Jenson. “Go and run a fucking bath. We need to get her core temperature up. She’s got a mild case of hypothermia. Make sure you don’t make it too hot, so you don’t burn her. We can gradually add more hot water as she begins to warm.”

  Jenson spun on his heels and sprinted toward the house. He couldn’t feel Kenzie as well as his brothers could, but he’d felt enough. Jordan and Jayson blamed him for the state their mate was in, and rightfully so.

  He had a bad feeling that he was the reason she’d left the house. He’d told her to leave, then practically yelled at her when she’d asked why. He rubbed the back of his neck as he entered the master bedroom. After turning the taps on and checking the temperature, he plugged up the drain.

  When Jay entered with Kenzie in his arms, Jenson rubbed at the ache in his chest. There were tear tracks on her face. This was all his doing. He felt like a first-class bastard even if he hadn’t meant to make his mate leave.

  “What did you say to her?” Jay asked as he sat on the rim of the tub.

  Jordan knelt and tugged her shoes and socks off. “She’s soaked through.” Jordan scowled at Jenson as he chaffed Kenzie’s small feet between his hands.

  “I told her to leave when she came into my bathroom,” Jenson answered honestly.

  “Did you give her a reason why?” Jordan asked as he and his brother removed the rest of her clothes.
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  “No,” he sighed guiltily. “I just told her to fucking leave and not to come back. I just wanted time to get my panther under control”

  “She was leaving. Do you get that, Jenson?” Jay asked. “She thought you didn’t want her anymore.”

  “Fuck!” Jenson scrubbed a hand over his face. “That’s not what I meant. I was fighting my animal. The fucking shit was so close to taking over I was scared I was going to hurt her. My claws were out, and fur kept erupting and receding.”

  “You should have explained,” Jordan said in a growly voice. “She would have understood. I don’t know how she did it, but she managed to block us from feeling what she was, she shut us out. If she hadn’t passed out, we might never have known what was going on.”

  Jenson nodded since there was no way he could refute what his brothers were saying. He tore his clothes off and stepped into the spa bath. He didn’t care that the water was only lukewarm. He would sit in the ice and snow stark naked if he needed to. There was no way he was going to leave his mate until she woke again. He needed to apologize and explain why he’d been such a bastard, even though he hadn’t meant to be mean.

  “Give her to me.” Jenson held his arms up and met each of his brothers’ gazes. Jay sighed and then to Jenson’s relief passed Kenzie over to his care.

  “We’re going to be right outside the door. If you fuck up again I’m going to pound your face with my fist,” Jordan stated in a growly voice.

  “I’ll have my turn after he does,” Jay said emphatically.

  Jenson nodded and then gazed down at his mate after his brothers left the room. He wrapped Kenzie up in his arms and pulled her tight against him, sharing his body heat. As the blue tint left her lips, he added more and more hot water. He sighed with relief when he heard her heartrate picking up.

  Kenzie was coming around. He just hoped she gave him a chance to apologize and explain his gruff asshole-ish behavior. He also hoped that he hadn’t fucked up their chances of having a long happy life with their mate.