“Shut up and take it like a man,” Paige barked. She winked at Hale. “Did that sound right?”
He nodded at McKinley's dick. “Not yet. Why don't we show him what he's missing with all that misplaced guilt? And maybe, if he's really good, I'll show him what it's like to be on the bottom.”
Chapter Twelve
Hale stared through narrowed eyes. Paige licked Robbie like a frozen treat.
Holding the base of his shaft, she licked up and down, sucking on the tip of his cockhead.
Robbie groaned and thrust up, but Paige wouldn't be rushed. Damn, she was so fine. Her ass bobbed in the air each time she went down on their mate. It took all of Hale's control not to round on her and shove himself deep inside her.
At the thought, he considered Robbie's tortured expression. The big bastard had to be ready to explode. His balls were so tight, his shaft slick with Circ oil and a good dose of precum. It wouldn't take much to make him spout like a geyser.
“Come on, Paige. I want to watch him shoot.”
She purred and began growing, her feminine form delightful as it filled out to Circ proportions while still appearing human. Amazingly, her skin felt just as soft. Her eyes changed, but her fingernails turned into talons only when she called on that particular shift.
“Turn around,” Robbie ordered harshly. “I want to eat you.” Paige immediately maneuvered and straddled his face. In seconds she was moaning and grinding over Robbie. Hale rubbed his own cock, changing as he did so.
He ached to climax, but he wanted to show Robbie where Robbie belonged. He had to prove something to the hardheaded Circ, and being forced to accept Hale would be a good first step.
Bucking into Paige's mouth, Robbie was nearly there. She moaned long and loud and shuddered over his face. The suction of her cheeks told Hale she'd found her bliss.
Tired of sitting back and watching, he bent low and sucked on Robbie's balls, rubbing the male's tight thighs with claws that drew thin lines of blood. So fucking sexy.
Robbie groaned and clenched at his restraints. Paige shifted off his face but didn't stop running her mouth over his cock. Hale met her lips as he licked his way up from Robbie's balls. They kissed and sucked their mate's cock together, along the length of his massive shaft.
“Oh, Christ. Yes, oh yes,” Robbie moaned. “You're both so fucking beautiful.” His guttural cry pleased Hale to no end. He pulled back to watch as Robbie jetted into the air. Such a thick cock brought forth streams of white cream that landed all over his belly…and Paige's tongue. Watching her lick and swallow Robbie's seed pushed Hale past his need to go slow.
“Paige, move over.”
She grinned and lay down beside Robbie. She leaned down and began sucking on his nipples.
Robbie tried to catch his breath as his cock continued to spurt in smaller amounts.
“Now watch me, mate, while I show you where you belong,” Hale growled at Robbie.
Robbie swore and thrashed his head. Hale instinctively knew his mate had never been taken before. With Robbie's size, it was a sure bet he did most of the topping—dominant behavior. While Hale recognized Robbie's need, he had to show his mate he was worthy. That no matter what, Hale would take care of him and Paige, just as Robbie and Paige would care for their threesome in their own ways.
Hale levered himself over Robbie and settled between his thighs, delighting in the tension there. “Feel me,” he rasped as he prodded past Robbie's firm ass cheeks toward that tight, rosy anus. He started to push, slowly.
“That fucking hurts.” Robbie's fangs were longer than Hale had ever seen them.
His claws bit into his own palms and tore at the sheets.
“Hurts so good,” Hale breathed, forcing himself to move at a measured pace.
“Robbie. You're so tight. Oh, yes. Push me out to let me in.” Robbie tried to move under Hale, to shift away from the pain. And then the muscle holding Hale back relented, and Hale eased through. As a Circ, Hale was huge.
Not as thick or as long as McKinley, but he probably felt like a monster in Robbie's virgin ass.
Paige leaned up from Robbie's chest and stared, her eyes shining. “That is so incredibly erotic. I want to watch you fuck, to see you slide in and out of him.”
“Hurts,” Robbie hissed. “More. I need more.”
Hale grunted and pulled out, then pushed forward once more. The friction was killing him. Robbie's ass gripped him tight, like a lover's kiss. And just as he'd resolved to try and go slow, he felt Paige behind him, fingering his hole. She grazed his sac, and he slammed hard into Robbie.
“Yes, Paige. Again,” Robbie breathed.
She continued to fondle Hale and Robbie, rubbing their balls and playing with whatever parts of their shafts she could touch. Until Hale couldn't stop. He shoved hard and fast into Robbie and stayed there as he spurted. Paige moved around them, jerking Robbie until he came again. The smell of cum filled the room, and the sight of Robbie's pleasure all over his belly pleased Hale to no end.
He wiped a finger through it and held it to Paige's lips. When she took his finger in her mouth, Robbie swore.
“Shit. You two are wearing me out. I've never felt this good in my life.” Paige smiled down at him, then leaned over to kiss him. “That's what I've been trying to tell you. I love you, Robbie. Forever.”
“Oh, God. Me too, honey. Me too,” he whispered.
Knowing he'd accomplished what he'd set out to, Hale left them alone. He took his time showering yet again, allowing them some privacy. He couldn't imagine the pain Robbie must have gone through for so long. To have Paige so near and not love her with more than his heart? To go through the mating heat with humans?
Unthinkable.
The anger he'd once held toward the giant male no longer existed. He'd be hard-pressed to hide this dopey feeling from his friends, but he knew he'd fallen in love with Robbie. Shit. He couldn't even call him McKinley anymore. It sounded too damned distant. Robbie had eyes that sparkled with gold. A body filled with power, with strength. That cock up Hale's ass had bruised, and it had felt so incredibly right.
And Paige. Her beauty could not be denied, but that tenderness inside of her, that need to love and be loved, captivated him. Hale knew it was too soon to feel this depth of emotion, this love. He tried to chalk up his affections to overbearing pheromones, but his beast wouldn't let him. Emotion overwhelmed him as he felt, for the first time in his life, the love his parents had once shared with one another.
It was beautiful. And it was scary. Because the chaos that was Pearson Labs was spreading. All that Robbie had told them, all the information about the enemy that he and Paige might still share, added up to the fact that Circe's Recruits would soon have to mount an attack on that terrible place. With or without Robbie's other friends, Hale knew they had to move soon. Pearson Labs would fall. The question still remained—who would fall with them?
A week and a half later, they were still coming to grips with one another. Hale, Paige, and Robbie grew closer each day. They spent their nights in the blue room in the basement, sequestered from the others. Though they'd reached an understanding with one another sexually, Robbie refused to get even the slightest bit rough with Paige.
He'd let her do whatever she wanted, and he didn't hold back as much with Hale, but Hale could tell Robbie didn't feel comfortable totally letting go with them yet.
He'd discussed it with Paige, and they'd decided to give Robbie time. It was enough he no longer flinched at any mention of their first time. So the underground lab had become their new temporary home. Paige seemed to love the compound. The women took to her right away, whispering things he was better off not knowing. He didn't trust them, especially when he'd walk into a room and they'd suddenly grow quiet, then laugh among themselves when he left. He ribbed Paige about it but couldn't be happier to see her enjoying her newfound friends.