My Two Alphas, page 12
part #1 of Alphas Series
Smiling ruefully at me, he stood, holding out a hand.
“Swim?”
That day I experienced yet another first, skinnydipping. The lake was quite cold, even though the day was warm, so our swim didn’t last long, just long enough to clean up, before we packed everything back into the truck and started along the journey to Bram’s home.
“Nervous?” Bram said, looking sideways at me as he drove.
“Well, it’s very soon to be meeting your family, and I don’t know how they are going to accept me, especially since I’m the reason you are going to be having so much to do with Cole. Can you blame me for being nervous?”
“Well, the few that I’ve told, those who are closest to me, were a bit reluctant to accept it at first, but they’re coming around. When they meet you, and see for themselves how well suited we are, they’ll love you, you’ll see”.
Love. I digested the word. I had known Bram for only a few days, Cole even less, and none of us had used the word yet, but what did that mean? What they had proposed to me was a relationship that was almost eternal. In their world, maybe that didn’t mean love, but in my world, people usually said those three words to each other before they pledged themselves to each other for the rest of their lives. I filed that thought away to deal with later, maybe when I wasn’t with either of the men who made it so difficult for me to think clearly.
Before long, the truck was slowing, turning onto a long driveway, then it was driving down the driveway, raising clouds of brown dust behind it. Finally Bram pulled to a stop in the middle of a cluster of buildings. Indicating that I should wait for him to come around to help me down, I looked around quickly. I saw an old farmhouse, which was probably the original house, its wooden weatherboards painted a startling white, the uniform colour of the red iron roof a testimony that the original iron roof had long before rusted and been replaced by a more modern product. There were some large barns and sheds located a little further away, and some more modern houses located around the site, forming a loose circle. Bram opened my door and held out a hand for me, helping me to alight from the cab of the truck without slipping, or letting my skirt ride up. I noticed a few men standing around watching us quietly, so I kept one hand on my skirt to stop it riding up while I found my footing on the ground. Bram put his arm around my shoulders and turned into the circle.
“Why are the houses arranged like this?” I asked, looking around me.
“My pack like to live close to each other, while each preserving some independence and privacy. Many years ago, we bought this original farm, and then slowly built the other buildings you see. We work as a collective here, and work together to not only run the farm, but to make sure everyone has some space to call their own. We might be a pack, but we each enjoy our privacy. If any one of us wanted to bring a woman back here, it wouldn’t do to have us all living in barracks would it?”
Bram squeezed my shoulders and smiled at me as he told me this, and I blushed, looking around at the men who were slowly gathering. I caught a few eyes and shyly smiled, wondering if there was such a thing as a shifter who wasn’t unbearably hot. I put my arm around Bram’s waist and huddled in close, satisfied with my choice. These men might be gorgeous, but I still didn’t think they held a candle to Bram or to Cole. The reminder of my choice of two men, one of whom was probably not popular in this pack, made me hold my head up high. Just as my two men had indicated they would stand up for me if I ever needed them, I would stand up for them.
“Bram, is this who I think it is?” asked a tall blonde man, who stepped up with an outstretched hand to Bram, while looking at me.
“Harris, I’d like to introduce Diane, who is my mate. I hope you’ll do everything you can to make her feel comfortable around here”.
“Is it true, what I hear? You’ve mated with our alpha and the panther’s alpha too?”
I burrowed deeper into Bram’s side, staring up at the newcomer, unsure of his attitude. He did seem more querulous than angry, and that gave me a little courage. I stood a bit more upright and spoke up, in a loud voice that I hoped would carry to everyone within earshot – remembering that wolves had good hearing and so everything we said would probably be heard by everyone I could see.
“Yes, it’s true. Bram, Cole and I have talked about it, and we think it could work. I know there’s been some bad blood between yourselves and the panthers recently, but I think this is a good way to begin the healing”.
“I don’t mean to be rude, but you don’t know a lot about us, do you?”
“You’re not rude, you’re actually right. I don’t know a lot about you, but I’m learning fast. What I do know is that I’ve met some quite amazing people recently, Bram here, and Cole, have opened my eyes to a lot of things I didn’t know about myself either. What I have learned, is that both Bram and Cole are good men, and I think myself very lucky to have chosen them, and been chosen by them. But I know I’ve still got a lot to learn about your community, and I hope you will help me”.
I felt Bram gently squeeze my shoulder with the hand that was still wrapped around me, and I was confident of his approval. My confidence got another boost when Harris smiled at me, looked at Bram, then back at me.
“My, you’re a feisty one, aren’t you? A puny little human like you, standing up to a wolf on behalf of a panther? Such a pretty speech too, although you may have something about bringing our two communities closer together. Bram, you’ve chosen well. I still don’t know how this is going to work, but if anyone can make it work, I think you have found her”.
After that, things seemed to go much better than I had feared. I was introduced around, and met so many people that my head began to spin. I was disappointed that there weren’t any women, apparently it was rarer than I had thought for a wolf to take a mate, and although they had girlfriends, they tended not to bring them home very often. I toured the farm, and finally found myself sitting with Bram in his house, tired but happy, as he rattled around in the kitchen, putting together a simple dinner.
“Is there something I can do, Bram?” I asked from my position at the kitchen table, where Bram had insisted I sit.
“No, just relax. It’s only steak and salad, I’m afraid, I’m not a very adventurous cook, so I only do the basics”.
“Bram, I’m not a guest you know. If we are going to do this, we need to set some ground rules, and I think one should be that we all pull our fair share. I don’t expect you to wait on me, just as I won’t wait on you, so I’d like a job to do”.
Bram glanced at me, then without saying anything, gathered a cutting board and a knife, bringing them over to me, then placing a variety of salad vegetables in front of me.
“Fair enough. Just a garden salad then. I’ll cook the steak. After dinner, you can give me a hand with the dishes. This old house doesn’t have a dishwasher, I’m afraid, just me”.
I grimaced, thinking that sometimes I should just keep my mouth shut, but strangely enough, even doing the dishes with Bram was fun. I offered to wash, as I didn’t know where anything went, so he could dry them and put them away. I smirked to myself as it occurred to me that I got an unexpected benefit out of the job. I got to watch Bram stretch and twist as he put away the smaller items, and bend his large body low to put the frypan away in a low cupboard. Bram caught me ogling his taut behind however, and stood upright, crowding me against the kitchen wall.
“Were you checking me out?” he challenged as he pressed against me, his breath hot on my neck.
“Who, me? Would I do something like that?”
Bram snorted at my transparent denial, and then made me squeal as he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder, heading for the bedroom down the hallway. I gave a feeble struggle, not really wanting to be put down, and was rewarded by a very light tap on my bare behind, my skirt not covering me any more as I was now upside down. Bram’s hand then rubbed my buttock, smoothing away the slight sting, then he slid his hand between my thighs. I moaned, but just as Bram’s hand reached the part I wanted it to reach, we arrived in his bedroom, and he gently dropped me on the bed, following me down.
“You did a great job today. Everyone seemed to like you”, he breathed as he rained kisses on my cheeks and neck, his hand driving me wild as he rubbed and fondled me to the point where I could barely take anymore.
“You think so?” I gasped, surprised that I could even carry on a conversation with him, when all I could think about was how good it felt when his body covered mine, and his cock penetrated me, stretching me to a blissful fullness.
“Mmm, I do”, Bram breathed as he worked my dress off my body, his eyes glinting silver as I lay before him, stretched out on the bed. I held out my arms.
“Then come here and show me how much you like me”, I teased, but soon all talking stopped as Bram and I made love more slowly and tenderly than we had to date. Afterwards, I lay wrapped in his strong arms, my head pillowed on his chest, listening to his heart slow from the furious pace it had been beating at while we explored our passion for each other. I sighed with contentment. I enjoyed spending time with Bram, whether it was while we were pleasuring each other sexually, just talking and playing around as we had this afternoon, touring his farm and learning how he ran his business, or just lying here like this. It’s not just the amazing sex, I thought to myself just before sleep claimed me, I just love being with him, no matter what we do. Love. That was the word that echoed around my brain as I drifted off.
Eleven
The next morning, I woke up to some pleasing sensations. Some time in the night we had both shifted positions, now I was being spooned by Bram, I could feel his morning erection pressing in between the cheeks of my arse, and a warm arm was flung over my side, anchoring me to Bram’s front, while his large hand cupped my breast. I smiled to myself and wiggled backwards, bending forward slightly, and opening my legs to allow Bram’s cock to slip between my thighs. I clamped my thighs tight and squeezed, rewarded with a sleepy groan into my ear.
“Mmmm, that feels so good, Diane. This is a wonderful way to wake up, I wish we could do this every morning”, Bram whispered as his hips worked to thrust his penis in between my thighs, stimulating us both.
I reached down to my front, lightly touching the head as it slipped towards the front of my thighs. I cupped Bram’s cock, sliding it between my folds, and rubbing myself along the shaft as Bram pumped from behind. Soon it was not enough, and I leaned forward to the night stand, reaching for a condom. I rolled over to face Bram and sat up to sheath him. Bram sat up, then picked me up by the waist and lowered me onto his shaft, both of us moaning slightly as he helped me to impale myself on him. We made love with me sitting in Bram’s lap, my legs folded around behind him, his stretched out underneath me. As Bram lowered his head to my breast, I heard his indrawn hiss of breath.
“What’s wrong?” I asked breathily as Bram shifted me backwards slightly while he looked at my breast.
“Cole’s mark. I can’t believe he bit you there. Did it hurt?” Bram asked breathily, moaning and panting as he pumped upwards. My sex clenched as I recalled the circumstances of Cole biting me there, and I felt myself flush. I stopped moving and opened my eyes, looking at Bram and wondering if I should be talking about what Cole and I had done, while Bram and I were, well, fucking.
“It’s ok, Diane, you can tell me. We promised to be open, remember?” Seeming to want to show that he wasn’t bothered, Bram kept thrusting into me, and using his hands on my hips to encourage me to keep moving too. So, I did, finding myself even more turned on by talking about Cole while I was with Bram.
“It did hurt, but only a little. I didn’t realise a bite could leave a mark though, what about mine?”
Bram stopped moving then, and quickly flipped us so I was laying under him. He began thrusting again gently as he continued speaking.
“No, you need fangs to leave a permanent mark. I’d love to carry your mark on my neck, remember where you bit me? It felt so good when you did it, but it’s gone now. Is that where you bit Cole?”
I felt very naughty when I admitted the truth to Bram.
“No, actually, I bit him on the thigh, just before I sucked on his cock”.
“Aaah, Diane, I wish I’d seen that”, gasped Bram as he began pistoning into me. “Sometime soon maybe I will. Maybe when I take you from behind, you’ll take Cole into your mouth and suck him while I fuck you. Would you like that?”
I didn’t need to answer Bram, as my body answered for me. I began shuddering and clenching around Bram’s cock, squeezing him until he suddenly thrust hard and stilled, joining me in orgasm.
Afterward, we lay beside each other, breathing heavily. I couldn’t believe we had just had that conversation in the middle of morning sex, and I had to check that I had heard correctly.
“You’d really like to see me do that, wouldn’t you? I wasn’t just imagining it?”
Bram turned to look at me, flicking a hair up out of my eyes as he smiled.
“Of course I would. As soon as we decided to take this relationship to the next level, I started to think about how good it would be when we are all together. I can see that you and Cole would be good together, and I know we are, so how could I not want to see as well as feel? While we are on the subject of Cole, if we don’t hit the shower and have some breakfast, you’re going to be late for your day with Cole. As much as I want to keep you here in this bed, that wouldn’t be fair”.
Later, as we rode back to my house in Bram’s truck, I sat beside Bram experiencing the bittersweet sensation of knowing my day with Bram was almost over, while my day with Cole was yet to begin. Even though I wasn’t yet ready to take both of them together, I knew that I didn’t like parting from either of them any more, so something would have to change soon. We pulled up in front of my house, and as we let ourselves in, we heard the roar of Cole’s bike out in the street. I hurried in to empty and repack my overnight bag, putting in a pantsuit for work. As I worked in my room, I heard the rumble of the two men’s voices as they spoke in my kitchen. When I entered the room, they were sitting at my table, with steaming mugs of coffee in front of them, and a third obviously waiting for me. I approached the table, but didn’t get far before Cole met me, bending down to claim a kiss. I reached up to meet his questing tongue, momentarily stilling as I felt a warm body come up behind me, pressing me heavily against Cole. I felt Bram’s warm breath at the nape of my neck, and a gentle kiss was placed there before he moved away. Cole and I parted, and I turned to Bram, raising an eyebrow. He smirked as he spoke before lifting his coffee cup to his lips.
“Better get used to being in the middle of the sandwich, Diane, now sit down and stop gaping at me, the three of us need to talk”.
I sat gently, looking at Cole to see if he was upset about what had just happened, but he was just looking at me, smiling as well.
“What have you two been planning when I wasn’t around?” I challenged.
“Well, have you thought about where we’re all going to live?”
I looked around before answering Bram’s question.
“I think we agreed that it can’t be here. I also doubt either of you wants to live with the others’ pack, so what have you come up with?”
“There’s a tract of land between both packlands, and we’ve both been wanting to buy it, but the owner has been holding out. He knew he had two interested parties, so he was trying to jack up the price, trying to play one of us off against the other. Now we’ve spoken to him, letting him know we’ve been talking about the prices he’s been quoting, and told him that the only offer he’ll be getting is from us as a joint enterprise. We will pay him a fair price, but not the ridiculous amount he wanted. It’s not a particularly good piece of land, road access is difficult, but as a bridge between the two packlands, it is invaluable. He’s accepted our offer, and we want to buy it and build a house big enough for the three of us and all our children. It will be neutral to either pack, so it’s a fresh start for us all. We want you to come and see it tomorrow after work. Bram will pick you up from the railway station, and I’ll meet you both there”.
I watched Cole as he spoke. It sounded like a great idea, but I had some reservations.
“All of my money – and it wasn’t much after my divorce – is tied up in this house. I could sell it, I suppose, but after I pay out the mortgage and the real estate agent, I don’t think there won’t be much left. I don’t have anything to contribute”.
“That’s fine Diane”, Bram said as he leaned forward to clasp my hand, “we know the timing isn’t great for you. Cole and I have enough to buy the land and build the house. Remember, we’ve had centuries to accumulate wealth, you’ve only had a short time. You don’t have to sell this house, you can keep it and rent it out when you don’t need it anymore, when things change for you, you can contribute then. This isn’t a business, it’s a relationship, things change over time, and you can catch up then”.
I breathed out, not sure how I felt about letting a man – or two men in this case – buy a house for me to live in. I wanted to be independent, I really did, but I couldn’t see how I could, and have a place to live in with my two lovers. Cole leaned forward and took my other hand.
“It really doesn’t matter, Diane. Like Bram said, we’ve had a long time to accumulate wealth, and it doesn’t mean the same thing to us anymore. Both of us have more than we will ever need, and we see money as a means to an end, not an end in itself. Right now, we need to make a home that we can all share together, so we can begin our lives together properly, and we can make that happen. I know you would like to put some funds into this, but if you can’t, don’t make us wait. Let us do this, the details will all work out in the end”.
I squeezed the two warm hands that held mine, and looked into the two pairs of eyes, one emerald, one smokey grey. I didn’t want to throw their gift back in their faces, just because of my pride. But something was bothering me, and it wasn’t the money.
