“It better not be white. The woman's pregnant, not innocent,” Robbie muttered.
Paige punched him in the arm, and he frowned. “Watch it, mate. I'm not that innocent, either, and I definitely plan on a white gown.” Hale and Robbie exchanged a wary glance, concerned at the gleam in Paige's eye.
Sabrina chuckled. “Good point, and one we all feel, I'm sure. You might want to treat these two the way I'm handling Derrick. I'd rather him find a ring I like instead of one he thinks I'll like. Some men have no taste in jewelry.” She eyed Hale and Robbie as if they were lacking. Such a pain in the ass. God, she and Derrick had been made for one another. “Have fun, you three.” Sabrina said, leaving with a flourish.
Paige and Robbie helped Hale off the table. The three of them walked down the hall to their temporary bedroom in comfortable silence, until Paige blurted, “I can't wait until our house is built. I chose a plan like Kelly's. We'll need the space.”
“We will?” Hale asked, wide-eyed. A house? They needed space? Was she talking about being pregnant already?
Robbie looked just as ill. “Ah, honey?”
“You know. Because you're so big, and Hale and I aren't exactly small. Besides, I'm just not used to being around a lot of people. I need space.” Hale breathed a quiet sigh of relief.
“And then there's the baby.”
He tripped.
“What?”
“The baby we're going to have, just as soon as Robbie stops being so damned gentle and fucks me.” In seconds, she changed into her alter ego, a stronger, meaner Circ, and dragged both men into their room.
Paige glared at Robbie, letting Hale off the hook this once. “I'm tired of your tenderness. I love you, both of you, dammit.” Hale's delighted and surprised grin had her pausing. Did the man not know how much she cared? Dimwits, the both of them. She ripped through Robbie's shirt before he could blink, deliberately drawing blood. “I want it rough. I want it hard. No more holding back.” Robbie didn't move.
Hale winked at her. “Oh, man. I can't wait. I'm going to sit right here and heal, fast. Take him, Paige. I know you can.”
“That's all you have to say to me?” she shrieked, on a roll. “You nearly died yesterday. I want the goddamn words. Three of them. Think hard. I'm sure it'll hit you.”
He winced. Robbie remained frozen, staring at her in awe or fear, she didn't know.
“Hell, Paige. Isn't it obvious how much I love you? And Robbie too?” Hale sighed.
“I haven't known either of you as long as you've known each other. I can't explain it, but the feeling's there. I honest-to-God love you. Hell, I dreamed about you both, even when the thought of touching McKinley made me want to puke.” He smirked at Robbie's glare. “Don't worry, hot stuff. I think you're fine. But you're not as attractive unless you're ripping into one of us. Quit hiding behind that fake softness. Let go and give it to her. She's asking for it, man.”
Robbie licked his lips, and Paige wanted to groan. She'd been in love with him for so long. Just once he'd given her his affections without holding back, and then he'd been immediately sorry. She wanted it all. His love, his respect, his honest desire.
“But I don't want to hurt her—”
Before he could finish, she attacked him. No more holding back, no more fear of offending Robbie. She raked her claws over his body, her beast only interested in a male strong enough to conquer her. Hale had proved himself. Now, it was Robbie's turn.
Shoving herself at him, she knocked him back onto the bed and bit his nipple hard enough to draw blood. She sucked, relishing his taste. Before she could move to the other one, she felt a firmness prodding her belly. So long and hard; her Robbie wanted her.
“Fuck. You want it hard, you got it.” Robbie growled low and flipped her onto her back. He tore her clothes off her body and licked, sucked, and bit her all over. When his lips and tongue dug between her folds to caress her clit, she nearly shot off the bed.
Robbie's strong hands held her there.
She tried to escape. Paige writhed and squirmed, but he only sucked harder, pushing her into an orgasm. Robbie quickly moved up her body, shoved her thighs wide, and thrust deep. He was so large that even changed—as changed as she could be—
she felt crammed full.
“Yes,” she groaned, needing more.
“Take him, Paige,” Hale encouraged, his throaty rasp suddenly right by her ear.
“Feel that thick cock stroking. He's going to fill that pussy. All that hot cum splashing inside you.”
Robbie grunted and fucked her harder.
“Oh, please,” she cried, squeezing him tight.
He shouted and unloaded into her, shoving her thighs wider so he could push deeper into her.
Hale turned her head to kiss her, until Robbie gripped her chin and pulled her back to face him.
“My turn.” He thrust his tongue into her mouth and took possession of her mind, body, and soul. She submitted everything, overjoyed as he mastered her so beautifully.
He withdrew and pushed her over onto her belly, then pulled her up on her hands and knees facing the headboard. She eagerly looked forward to being reamed, and closed her eyes.
“Not too hard,” Hale warned.
“Shut up,” Robbie muttered and began inching between her cheeks. Her beast welcomed the pain and opened for him, widening the passage into her anus and past her sphincter. When Robbie groaned her name and began pumping once more, she found heaven.
“Open your mouth,” Hale growled.
Paige opened her eyes to find Hale's cock hard, wet, and right in front of her face.
She let him fuck her mouth, feeling deliciously used by her mates, who wanted everything she had to give. When she nipped Hale with her teeth and sucked harder, he groaned and gripped her breasts, which swayed with each of Robbie's punishing thrusts. Hale squeezed and tugged, stimulating her into sucking still harder and harder until he came.
He yelled her name as he spent, his cum dribbling down her chin in her haste to swallow as much of him as possible. Robbie stiffened and clutched her hips with his sharp claws, and she felt him pulse inside her, her body incredibly sensitive when fully Circ. She wriggled, milking as much of him as she could, until both her mates withdrew from her body and collapsed on the bed on either side of her.
“Holy shit. Paige, you can attack me anytime you want,” Robbie breathed.
“Ditto for me,” Hale wheezed. “God, I'm still coming.” He groaned and continued to spew as Robbie reached over her and finished him off.
“This is it, fellas,” she felt compelled to say as she purred with contentedness.
“This is forever, no matter where we live or what we do.” She had plans to go back to school and study genetics, as taken with science as her uncle was. Apparently, brains did run in the family; she was smart enough not to let her mates dictate to her, after all.
“You're the boss,” Hale agreed.
“Wait a minute now. Paige isn't—ah, right. Whatever you say, Paige,” Robbie said in as meek a voice as she'd ever heard him use. She tweaked his nipple, fully aware of his erection, which never seemed to go away. “Come on, baby. You know we love you.”
“We,” not “I.” Paige lay down, covered in their scent and seed, and hugged them both to her. “That's right. We. Now, that was only round one. And playboy, I'm taking off the kid gloves as soon as you're rested. So take advantage of me being nice.”
“Nice?” he groaned. “What is it with these violent tendencies you females seem to have?”
“I'll show you some violence,” she started, when someone banged frantically at the door.