Alaskan Sabears 1: No Contest [Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting] Page 12

  Celeste sniffed, drew away from Tarik as she met his gaze, and shook her head. “I don’t know if it is. I don’t feel…right.”

  “How do you mean, baby?”

  “I’ve got all these feelings roiling around in my gut. Anger and sadness seem to be having a war inside of me.”

  Hodge clasped her hand and brought it to his chest placing it right over his heart. “I feel the same way.” He glanced at Tarik. “Are you feeling any of that?”

  “No.” Tarik frowned. “I feel calm, centered, as if everything in my world is actually as it should be.” He snapped his fingers. “I think you two are feeling the way you are because you haven’t completed the mating bond yet.”

  Hodge nodded. Tarik’s words made sense. He’d been fighting his mating instincts from the moment Celeste had crashed onto the island. The mating heat had been triggered and inside he was raging with heated lust as well as tumultuous emotions. However, he hadn’t expected their mate to be affected the same way since she wasn’t a shifter. Nonetheless, maybe this was fate’s way of making sure the bond was completed with their one true mate.

  “What do you think, love?” Hodge asked, as he stroked a finger over the back of Celeste’s soft delicate hand which was still resting over his heart.

  “I think Tarik’s right,” she said breathily, as her gaze wandered over his naked body. When she got to his still hard cock she licked her lips making him groan.

  Tarik stood, taking Celeste with him, and Hodge rose, as well. Tarik lowered their mate to her feet and after making sure she was steady, opened the glass shower door and stepped out. “I’ll give you some time alone.”

  Hodge barely heard Tarik’s words as he stared into Celeste’s blue eyes. Her breathing had sped up until she was panting shallowly. When he glanced down toward her chest and saw how hard her nipples were, his cock pulsed until it was harder than it had ever been. The scent of her musky desire grew stronger and she shifted on her feet.

  Hodge wanted to haul her up into his arms, pin her against the tile wall, and plunge his hard-aching cock into her tight wet pussy—but he was so hungry for her, he was worried he’d end up hurting her. He clenched his hands into fists hoping to keep himself from doing just that. When she lifted her hand toward his face he clenched his jaw as he mentally urged her to touch him. He curled his hands into fists so tight his knuckles ached, but the slight pain helped keep him from doing what he wanted.

  The moment her fingers caressed his cheek was the moment the turmoil inside of his gut lessened. As she stroked down over his shoulder, arm, and then chest the knots in his gut unraveled and he was able to breathe easier as the constriction in his throat waned.

  “You’re so big and hard,” Celeste whispered, as she lifted her gaze to his. His muscles tensed as her hand stroked over his torso and down toward his abs. He wasn’t sure he’d be able to keep his inner beast in check if she got to his groin. He closed his eyes and swallowed loudly, savoring the fire her touch left in its wake. “I want—”

  He opened his eyes when she paused just in time to see the tip of her pink tongue swipe over her lush lower lip. “No, I need you, Hodge.”

  He groaned when her small hand wrapped around his hard, throbbing dick and even though he tried to draw in a deep breath so he could control his sabear, his beast got away from him.

  In the next instant, he had Celeste in his arms with her back pinned to the wall and he was lowering his head toward her mouth. He froze a hair’s breadth away from those luscious lips and hoped he hadn’t scared her.

  She lifted her heavy lids and met his gaze as she combed her fingers into his hair and pressed her lips to his. “What are you waiting for? Make me yours, Hodge.”

  Chapter Thirteen

  Celeste couldn’t wait a second longer. There was a fiery ache deep in her womb that she knew wouldn’t subside until Hodge made love with and claimed her. How she knew that, she didn’t know, but as soon as the thought crossed her mind, she couldn’t shake it.

  She reached down between their bodies, her fingers caressing the head of Hodge’s hot, wet cock and down farther until she could wrap her hand around his shaft. Her legs were hooked around his waist and she tightened those muscles and the ones in her lower abs, raising herself up a little higher, aligned the tip of his dick with her entrance and then sank down on him.

  Hodge slanted his mouth over hers, his tongue delving deep before dancing and dueling with her own. He groaned as she took his cock into her pussy, raising her body and her sheath up and down his dick, coating his erection in her juices until the glide became easier. When he was buried all the way inside she paused all movement and held her breath as she savored having his thick, long cock hilted inside of her.

  “You feel so fucking good,” Hodge gasped out, after breaking their kiss.

  “So do you.” She panted and then moaned when he slid his cock out to the tip.

  “Damn, love. You’re so hot and wet.”

  “Hmm,” she hummed, as he slowly eased his cock back into her. It was heaven and hell at the same time. Having his erection massaging her walls so slowly seemed to enhance each sensational caress as the nerves lit up. And hell, because she wanted Hodge taking her fast and hard until she was screaming.

  “Hodge.” She groaned as he drew back again.

  “What do you want, love?” He asked as he licked and nibbled a path down her neck, over her shoulder, and collar bone toward her breast.

  “You.” She whimpered when he laved his tongue over the tip of one aching nipple. “I want you, Hodge.”

  “You’ve got me, love.”

  Celeste felt his lips curve against her skin right before he opened his mouth and sucked her nipple into his humid warmth. She moaned, her fingers clutching at his shoulders, aware that her nails were digging into his flesh, but unable to loosen her hold on him. “I need more.”

  “You’ll get more, mate.” Hodge scraped the edge of his teeth over her nipple. “When I give it to you.”

  Celeste rolled her head against the tile wall, wiggling her hips trying to get him to move faster and arching her chest toward him at the same time. His grip on her ass firmed and he switched his mouth to her other breast, suckling on the tip firmly, each pull of his lips or flick of his tongue sending shards of pleasure straight down to her clit and cunt.

  “Please?” Celeste wasn’t above begging. The fire coursing through her veins felt as if it was about to boil her alive from the inside out.

  He lifted his gaze to hers. “I don’t want to hurt you, love.”

  “You won’t.”

  “My sabear is right at the surface.” Hodge rested his forehead against hers. “He’s riding me hard to claim you, Celeste.”

  “Do it.” She cupped his face between her hands. “I promise to tell you if you hurt me.”

  Hodge squeezed his eyes closed and groaned. “Okay, love. Hold on for the ride of your life.”

  She didn’t even get the chance to blink or inhale before his mouth was on hers. He kissed her wildly, carnally, their tongues tangling and sliding together. His fingers dug into her butt cheeks and then he drew his cock back to the tip.

  Her nails dug into his shoulders as he surged back in. She gasped and groaned as the nerves inside her sheath lit up with fiery friction. And then he was pounding in and out of her, their bodies slapping together, the water running down between their bodies making a sloshing sound.

  He broke the kiss, sucking at the skin beneath her ear before lapping at her earlobe and then sucking it into his mouth. She moaned when he nipped her skin and then sobbed with pleasure when his tongue dipped into her ear. She’d never felt anything so erotic in her life, nor had she known having Hodge’s tongue in her ear would turn her on even more.

  Celeste started moving in sync with Hodge when she picked up his rhythm and moaned as the pressure inside of her began to build. She whimpered when he slammed into her again, his pubis or lower abs pressing against her clit.

  Liquid de
sire coursed through her veins and her honey flowed faster, hotter, and thicker. Even her blood felt denser as it moved through her body. Each time Hodge drove his cock into her pussy, his chest brushed against her sensitive nipples shooting pleasure down to her pussy, womb, and clit.

  Hodge lifted his head from her neck and then he was kissing her again. He pumped his hips faster, his cock pistoning in and out of her pussy, hard, fast, and deep.

  Celeste’s insides coiled tighter and tighter. The muscles in her legs tautened and the trembling in her body increased.

  She moaned when Hodge sucked her tongue into his mouth, her pussy flexing as she remembered what is was like to have Tarik’s mouth sucking and licking her clit. Every time Hodge drove into her, the head of his cock rubbed against a spot inside that had her crying out as sparks shot deep into her womb. Her pussy rippled along the length of his hard dick coating him in another slew of cream and then she was hovering right on the precipice.

  Hodge broke the kiss. “Look at me, love.”

  Celeste forced her heavy eyelids up and met his passion hazed, glowing amber eyes.

  “Come for me, mate. Come for me now.”

  Hodge shoved his cock in deep, his hips tilted forward and his pubis pressed against her clit. That was all it took to send her toppling.

  Celeste screamed as euphoria swept her up high. Her pussy clamped around Hodge’s still shuttling cock only to release and then clamp down again. She shook and shivered, moaned and groaned as she flew to the stars.

  “Fuck! Yes!” Hodge’s panting breaths caressed her ear and just as the nirvanic high began to dissipate, he licked the shoulder opposite to where Tarik had bitten her and sank his teeth in deep.

  Celeste screamed again as pleasure and pain sent her up over the cliff once more. “Hodge!”

  This time the orgasm was so intense the contractions shook her whole body as if she was having convulsions. Cream gushed from her cunt, a mix of darkness and light flashed across her eyes and there was a loud roaring in her ears.

  “Celeste!”

  She was vaguely aware of Hodge shouting her name as he drove into her deeply and then froze. His cock jerked and juddered, pulsed, and twitched each time he spumed cum deep into her pussy and womb.

  Celeste continued to shake and shiver with aftershocks as she slowly came back into herself. She had her face pressed into Hodge’s neck and she was on her knees. She had no idea when she and Hodge had slid to the shower floor, but didn’t care. All she cared about was how much warmth and emotion was in her heart. The earlier anger and despondency were gone and in its place, was contentment.

  She’d finally found her rightful place in the world. She was home in her mates’ arms and if at all possible, she would never leave Hodge’s or Tarik’s sides.

  * * * *

  Brendan slowed the yacht and coasted the boat toward the shore and the jetty he’d looked up on the internet. He’d thought about taking a charter plane from the mainland to Savoonga but had quickly vetoed that idea when he saw how few pilots were scheduled to fly that route. The town of Savoonga had less than seven hundred people living in it and he’d surmised that everyone would know everyone, including the pilots, even if they didn’t live on the island.

  He ordered his crew to ready the boat for a long voyage and then ordered the three men to Hopper Bay on the east coast of Alaska. The boat had been shipped to the same location by road, which had taken longer than he would have liked. However, time didn’t matter anymore. He was here on St. Lawrence Island and he wasn’t leaving until he had Celeste Marsden pinned to his side. He’d studied the map of the small island before starting the trip and decided Gambell would be the best place to come ashore. He didn’t want Celeste spotting him before he was ready, giving her a chance to run.

  Brendan had even had the foresight to purchase two motorbikes so he and one of his crew members could ride over land to Savoonga. He was going to scope the place out and find where Celeste and her bitch of a friend were hiding. When he got hold of the love of his life, he would slowly make his way back to US soil.

  Of course, he would spend most of that time in the master suite on his boat taming his woman.

  Brendan rubbed his gloved hands together and wished she’d chosen somewhere warm to run to. The only consolation right now was that it wasn’t winter. It was colder than a witch’s tit, the temperature well below zero, but at least it wasn’t snowing. That should make his job of getting to her much easier. She’d become an obsession the first time he’d seen her sweet, innocent face and sexy body gracing the cover of a popular magazine, and he wasn’t giving up until she was his. Even his inner animal was impatient to see her again.

  He glanced toward the jetty as the boat came up alongside it, ready to disembark and find the woman who’d captured his heart years before.

  * * * *

  A smile curved Celeste’s lips the second she surfaced toward consciousness. She’d spent the night sleeping in between Tarik and Hodge feeling warm and secure and so damn happy she would have burst out laughing if it wouldn’t have woken her mates.

  She shifted closer to Tarik, snuggling against him and sighing with contentment. Hodge had his arm wrapped around her waist with his head resting on her shoulder and his front pressed against her back. Tarik was lying on his back, his arm around her shoulder and her head in the crook of his arm. She nuzzled her cheek against his pec as she inhaled his spicy masculine scent.

  “Morning, baby.”

  She lifted her gaze to his, blinking the sleep haze from her eyes. The smile he gave her had her heart fluttering in her chest and her breathing escalating. Her breasts began to swell, her nipples hardened, and her pussy softened. She shifted restlessly when her clit began to pulse and moisture coated her folds.

  “Hmm,” Hodge hummed, before he sniffed loudly. “Someone’s feeling frisky.”

  Celeste nodded. She wanted nothing more than to spend the day in bed making love to her mates. Even though the intensity of the mating heat had waned to a lower level, she was still hot for her mates. Maybe it was because she felt so emotionally connected to them now that Hodge and Tarik had mated her. Celeste could feel the connection between the three of them. It was strong and she wondered if the strength would intensify the longer they were together.

  She leaned up and kissed Tarik on the lips as she smoothed her hand over his chest, down over his torso, and ripped abs toward his cock. Just as she wrapped her hand around his shaft and gave it a pump, a cell phone rang.

  “Shit!” Tarik sighed, kissed her on the forehead as he clasped her wrist and pulled her hand away from his erection. “That’s Mom.”

  “You’d better answer it,” Hodge said, as he rolled onto his back before tugging Celeste against him. “She’ll just come over if you don’t.”

  Tarik sat up, snagging his cell phone from the bedside table and then answered the call. “Hi, Mom.”

  Celeste met his gaze when he looked back over his shoulder. “Yeah, we’re all awake. No, we haven’t had breakfast yet.” Tarik sighed and combed his fingers through his hair. “Okay, we’ll be over in half an hour.”

  “Let me guess,” Hodge said. “Your mom decided it was time for one of her family meals.”

  “Got it in one.” Tarik stood as he dropped the phone back onto the table.

  “She invited us to eat at her place?” Celeste asked nervously.

  Hodge sat up, taking her with him. Celeste leaned against the pillows and headboard as she wrung her fingers together and tried not to look nervous.

  “What’s wrong, baby?” Tarik asked as he sat on the edge of the bed.

  “Nothing.”

  “Bullshit!” Hodge said, as he pried her fingers apart and held her hands in his. “We can feel your anxiety through the bond, mate.”

  Celeste’s mouth dropped open as she stared at Hodge. She quickly snapped her mouth shut and then licked her dry lips. “You can feel what I’m feeling?” She frowned. “Did either of you mention that abil
ity before I decided to let you claim me?”

  Tarik shrugged. “I can’t remember if we did, or didn’t. Does it really matter?”

  Celeste lowered her gaze while she pondered his question. She remembered asking whether they’d be able to read her mind and she thought she might have been told of them being able to feel what she was feeling after the mating was completed. However, she’d been told a lot of things after learning that shapeshifters actually existed. Who could blame her if she’d forgotten a couple of things?

  “Why are you nervous, love? You’ve met Jenny, Royal, and Talon before.”

  She shook her head and tried to get her thoughts in order before she answered. She had met Tammy’s and Tarik’s parents but she hadn’t spent more than five or ten minutes in their presence both times she’d met them. What if they didn’t like her or the fact that she was now, in essence, married to their son and their son’s best friend? What if they hadn’t liked her before? Would they hate her now? Just because she liked them didn’t mean the feeling was reciprocated. Would they resent her because she had mated Tarik and Hodge?

  Tarik cupped her face with his large hand and brought her gaze up to his. “What are you scared of, baby?”

  “What if they don’t like me?” she whispered her question.

  Hodge released her hands, clasped her waist and lifted her onto his lap. Her pussy pulsed when she felt his semi-hard erection against her hip. Tarik crawled up onto the bed, leaned forward and kissed her softly on the mouth.

  “Don’t like you? Celeste, my parents haven’t stopped raving about how special and beautiful you are. When I told them you were mine and Hodge’s mate, they all insisted on sitting with you while you were recovering from your plane crash injuries. They didn’t want any of the other single sabears getting within speaking distance with you. Every time Serge or Ward came to check on you while you were out of it, one or both of my dads would growl until they were gone again.