Three for Thorn

🚨 Smut 🚨

I'm pacing Slays bedroom floor frantically worried out of mind for both of my mates.

Sin, after some begging and pleading went down to the kitchen to grab us a much needed snack and drinks.

Slay and Sunny still haven't returned from the damn rogue attack.

I tried midlinking multiple times to both of them but apparently their either far too distracted from fighting off the rogues or worse, something has happened to them.

Biting down on my thumbnail as I keep pacing back and forth I suddenly hear the squeak of a floorboard right outside of Slays room.

Expecting it to be Sin to come in. I just ignore the sound and continue on with my irrational worrying once again.

When the bedroom door finally squeaks opens I halt my steps instantly, strolling over to it but it's not Sin that's standing precariously in the threshold, it's some stranger whom I never met before.

His eyes clash with mine instantly sending a wave of striking terror right straight through me.

Taking tentative steps away from him I end up backed against the far wall with him standing right over me.

He leans his head down in closer to my neck, sniffing slightly at my neck rubbing his face across my jawline slowly. I can tell he's a damn rogue just by the offensive smell wafting off of him. A repulsive mixture of wet dog and old mud.

Holding in my breath I watch as he leans back away from me searching my face with his haunting eyes.

He harrumphs then takes a step away from me, I finally release the breath that I was holding in still just wearily watching him extremely closely.

The immeasurable silence in the room between us starts to become very daunting as we both just keep eyeing each other with some trepidation.

Finally after a few tense filled up moments I break the ever growing silence between us.

"W-who are you? What do you want?" I ask him nervously.

He lets out a deep forbearing chuckle while he continues to keep staring maliciously over at me.

"I am no one!" His dark overcasted voice sends frightening shivers right through me again.

"What. Do. You. Want?" I ask him again punctuating every word with a fierce snarl.

"I want nothing!" What is this man? A complete fucking moron?

"Fine, why the hell are you here?" I question him trying to take another route.

"I'm here to take you to your father." What? Yep he definitely is a complete fucking unadulterated moron.

"My damn father is dead. I'm afraid you're wasting your precious time here! Because I fucking killed him!" I almost laugh at the look that suddenly appears on his shocked face.

His cool relaxed demure suddenly goes from menacing to a mixture of bewildered and horrified combined together.

"So if you don't mind why don't you just get the hell out of my damn house!" I growl out at him intimidatingly.

"Fuck I'm sorry I was just trying to do a job." He rakes his fingers through his hair nervously, "I don't know what else to do? I only took this fucked up job because I desperately needed the money. Now what the hell am I going to do?" He gives me his sad sob story.

I say nothing.

I just lean against the wall and watch him start pacing the floor just as I was earlier.

"Now I have nowhere to live and fucking nowhere to go. Look, lady I know I fucked up but can you please just overlook this? I would do anything you would ask me to do. I'm literally begging you." He stops his pacing looking over at me with such desperation locked up in his eyes.

I don't say a word.

I just keep staring at him confused by his actions.

"Please. I'll even get on my knees if I have to, just please, please, let this go?" He begins to actually beg me.

I'm starting to feel really uncomfortable with all of this.

"Are the other rogues with you?" I inquire with uncertainty.

"Yes, they are. They are just like me with nowhere to go and with no hope left in them. We are starving, homeless, and helpless. We didn't want to do this lady. Usually we are just some easy going guys who are trying desperately to find our place in this world. Unfortunately we have ran into some really fucking bad luck lately." He grouses, I can relate with him though, he continues to peer at over at me with piercing but pleading eyes. Fuck! Why do I actually feel sorry for his ass?

"Call them off right now and I'll see if I can help you!" I give him a valid opportunity. Hoping that he's trustworthy enough to go through with it.

"Yes. I'll do it!" He closes his eyes tightly in deep concentration.

After a few seconds he reopens them then flashes me a genuine smile.

I still don't know if I should trust him so I mindlink my mates to make sure he actually did what I ask him to do.

"Slay, Sunny, are you two okay?" I ask them both anxiously.

"We're fine but for some reason all of the rogues are now bowing down their heads in submission to us!" Slay replies, I release a long pent up ragged breath of relief.

"Just come back home." I plead with them.

"On our way beautiful." Slays the one that answers me back.

"Thank you." I offer him my gratitude.

"I am so sorry. I knew this was an idiotic mission. I don't know why I was foolish enough to even take it? I'll just leave you alone and you will never have to hear from any of us ever again. Thank you so fucking much lady." He breaths a sigh of relief stretching out his hand toward me.

I take it hesitantly and firmly shake his hand. As I observe him I start to feel pity for him and his unfortunate predicament.

Dropping my hand away from his he starts to turn on his heels to exit the bedroom door but I stop him before he is able to reach it.

"Wait! If...if I was able to help you and your friends, would you allow me the opportunity to do so? It's not a hand out before you ask. I was just thinking that maybe we could all work something out for both of our benefits." He furrows his brows down at me utterly confused about my offer. I have to stifle my own laughter at the look on his face.

I actually can't believe it myself. I have to be out of my damn mind to trust him after he broke into my house for nefarious reasons but for some fucked up strange reason I actually find myself trusting him.

"Why would you want to help me after what we just did?" He ask me. Good question! I haven't really got a genuine answer for it either.

"Let's start this out on a different footing. What's your name?" I ask him while honoring him with slight grin.

"Jackson Pendergrass but my friends call me Slaughter." He replies with a smile.

"Well Slaughter, how about this? I'm in search of a Gamma for myself and I think you just may qualify for it." I surprise him with my question, hell, I even surprised my damn self.

"Why?" He ask me flabbergasted.

"My mother always taught me to never deny any stranger a helping hand. So that's what I'm offering, a helping hand. Not a hand out. You will work for me and in return I will pay you handsomely." Curse my mother for teaching me good etiquette.

"What about my friends?" He inquires. At least now I know he's loyal to a fault. Most people would only be worried about themselves in this type of situation.

"We can offer them housing and we can always use some good warriors. So...do we have deal?" I ask finally coming off of the wall as I slowly make my way over to him. He peers down at me disbelievingly.

I just shake my head and try to contain my giddiness.

"Look, I know this all seems a bit strange but I'm pregnant and I could use some help. Not that my mates don't help me but they do have a pack to run themselves. Some days I may need you for protection for me and my baby and others I just may need you to fetch my hungry ass some food. Regardless the job is here for you if want it." I try to reassure him.

I just may be going insane.

Who in their right mind would offer this to someone who broke into their damn home?

Me of course. Who else?

"I'll take it." He says hastily.

I tilt my head to the side observing him hoping against hope that I am making the right decision. I guess only time will tell though.

"Good. Do you have a place to stay tonight?"

"No I don't but I can work something out." He grimaces.

Damn!

"Okay then for tonight you can stay in one of our guest bedrooms." I suggest.

"There is one issue though." He comments while rubbing his hand along jawline worriedly.

"What?" I press.

"I have a mate and a child. He's three." Well damn! Okay then. Now I can understand why he was so desperate.

"Then they are more than welcome to stay here also. What's your mates name?" I curiously ask him.

"Kipper." I almost choked.

"Kipper Flax?" I ask him as he peers down at me questioningly.

"Yes. How?...Do you know her?" I almost bark out with laughter.

Oh boy do I know her.

"Yes I know her. We were friends when I was younger." That's all I give him. I'm not sure if his mate has told him anything about me. That would definitely be putting all of us in a very peculiar situation, though a very coincidental and humorous one.

"What's your name?" Slaughter curiously ask me.

"Thorn Vallor. Use to be Thorn Rose." His eyes widen. Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

He knows.

"Sooo, you are the girl that my mate was....once with." I'm glad he put it so delicately.

She was the only woman that I have ever been with. Tristan's ex that came crying to me after they broke up.

Wait until my mates figure this one out. I'll never be able to live it down. I can only imagine what will be going through their perverse minds once they meet her. Damn Men!

"Yes. We were...friends." I actually do start laughing then along with him. "I hope that won't be a problem?" I add on between my bouts of laughter.

"Of course not. That was in her past plus I'm more secure with my manly hood than that to be worried over something as insignificant like that." He says when his laughter dies down. Thank the actual fuck!

But I'm not so sure my mates will be as easy to tolerate this as Slaughter is with it. I can actually hear the raunchy jokes in my head now.

Oh well they are just going to have to live with it I guess.

"Who the fuck are you and what are you doing with my mate?" Sin suddenly ask jolting me straight out of my musings.

He's standing in the doorway with a tray full of food and drinks with a very menacing look planted on his face. Oh boy!

I rush over to me and explain in discriminating detail everything that's happened. Well almost everything.

As I tell him he walks gradually into the bedroom eyeing Slaughter with a heated glare while he places the tray of food down carefully on the edge of the bed.

By the time I finished telling him everything with the exception of confessing about Kipper he has settled down somewhat. He lets out a hearty sigh then eventually makes his way over to Slaughter.

"My name is Sin. I don't know you and right now I can't say that I trust you completely either but if Thorn is willing to give you chance then I see no problem with it. Just don't fucking hurt her or I will definitely kill your ass!" Sin politely shakes Slaughter hand. I release another long drawn out breath of relief.

Slaughter and Sin start talking amongst themselves as I make my way over to the food tray laying on the bed. I'm freaking starving!

Snatching up a plump red cherry I quickly pop it into my mouth just as I do Slay and Sunny enter the bedroom, stomping their feet and scaring the ever living shit out of me.

The cherry that was so pleasantly encompassed in my mouth came flying out of it and across the room hitting Slay right squarely in his damn eye.

"Dammit Thorn I just got through battling with some damn rogues and now I get pelted by a," he searched the bedroom floor until he finds the culprit, "a damn fucking cherry! Are you kidding me?" Slay grunts breathlessly.

I hiccup very loudly covering my mouth with my hand swiftly completely embarrassed by my ill fated bullet of a cherry hitting Slay.

My cheeks are probably as red as the damn cherry now.

Sunny starts laughing first followed by Sin and then Slaughter.

Slay just keeps glowering over at me.

"Can I call you red eye Slay now?" I ask him innocently as I watch him trying to get the cherry juice off of his face while grunting.

Everyone then breaks out into even more laughter with the exception of Slay, of course.

"No the hell you may not!" He grumbles, I hiccup again.

"And who the hell is this?" He adds still grumbling.

"That's my Gamma Slaughter." I tell him proudly then fucking hiccup loudly again.

"What?" Slay and Sunny ask me simultaneously.

So Sin is the one to inform them now of what happened since I just can't freaking stop continuously hiccuping.

It's very irritating.

I observe Slay and Sunny's reaction to the surprising news. Slay is as per usual showing his temperament. Sunny just takes with a grain of salt.

"And she knows my mate!" I start swinging my arms frantically in a crisscross pattern behind my mates back over at Slaughter.

Willing his ass to just shut the hell up already. He finally catches me waving my arms around frantically like a damn lunatic behind them thankfully.

"Uhm, yea she uhm, she use to be her friend?" He states it like a question. The moron! I might just fire him earlier than I expected. Another fucking hiccup slides past my lips again.

"I see you waving your arms around behind me Thorn." Sin busts me. I drop my arms instantly feigning my innocence with a very innocent look plastered on my face.

"I don't know what you are even talking about?" I assert myself although he doesn't seem to buy my act.

Hiccup!

Damn!

"She was the one? Wasn't she?" Sin ask. Damn him for his unique ingenuity.

He has done it now.

Slay and Sunny both turn their attention back to me with little smirks appearing on their smug faces.

Fucking assholes and Sin is nothing but a damn snitch.

Hiccup!

"Yes. She's the one." I resign myself to tell them. They would figure it out eventually anyway. So why the hell not? Might as well get it over with sooner rather than later.

"Her name is Kipper. Now you all know. You actually win. Happy?" I ask them sarcastically.

Hiccup! Fuck these are very aggravating.

"Very." Slay growls at me seductively. Stalking his way over to me he wraps me up in his embrace pulling my body flush against his. I can feel his erection against my ever protruding stomach.

"Aren't you sedated yet?" I whisper lowly to him. The handsome bastard just smirks down at me.

"Never." Oh fuck!

Hiccup!

Long days and nights have passed since I initiated Slaughter in as my Gamma and just like I predicted my mates have been hounded me every since. My loving but irritating mates have accepted him completely into our pack now. Thankfully after finding out that him and his friends didn't have anything to do with the other viscous attack on the Saint Wolf Pack.

When they met Kipper they kept throwing out insinuating sexual comments toward us both just like I knew they would.

Thankfully, Kipper just laughed along with them.

Although having her around has been such a miracle.

She has helped me so much through this pregnancy that I actually wouldn't even know how to even start to repay her for everything she has so willingly done for me.

Her handsome little tike, Mason, has been a joy also. He runs around the pack house without a care in the world. Just playing and bugging the crap out of all three of my mates endlessly.

In all honesty though, it warms my heart every time I see them with him. They will make such great fathers.

Lila is pregnant now also. Although she's only a few weeks along, Marc will not let her out of his sight for a second.

Finally finishing wrapping up my last present for Christmas, I stretch out my body with my hand placed on the middle of my back.

This little pup of mine loves to pounce on his mommas kidneys.

Standing up from the dining room table I grab the present for Mason off of it to place it under the Christmas tree in the living room.

Opening the dining room door the door accidentally bumps into someone on the other side of it. I flinch back immediately.

I begin to hear awful grumbling coming from the other side of the damn door.

Oops!

I slowly open the door and peer around it. My eyes widen when I see that it's Slay that I hit, he's grumbling and rubbing his hand across his forehead.

"I'm so sorry Slay." I murmur, while flinching again when I see the angry look planted on my lovers face.

"Thorn every since you have been pregnant you have popped me in the eye with a fucking cherry, stepped on my foot not once but three times, spilt hot ass soup in my damn lap, dropped a heavy ass box on top of me that you shouldn't have been lifting in the first damn place, kneed me in the groin, and now nearly knocked me out with a fucking door. Are you trying to fucking kill me?" I form a firm line of my lips desperately trying to hold in my laughter.

He's not lying though I have been actually a lot clumsier lately especially when it comes to Slay for some odd reason.

Still trying my best to hold in my laughter, Slay grumbles again but snatches the present out of my hands rapidly as he storms over to the Christmas tree, he puts it under it then turns back to me.

"I think you owe me one!" Slay suggests. What? Now?

"Slay it's in the middle of the damn day. Anyone can walk in here." I try to dissuade him. But trying to dissuade Slay is totally useless.

He stalks toward me with a predatory gleam in his eyes.

I try to back away from him but unfortunately my back hits up against the damn dining room door.

By the time he reaches me I'm completely lost up in his gleaming eyes.

He places his hands right above my head blocking me in completely.

"Slay we can't." I try to plead with him but my traitorous voice comes out all breathy.

"Yes we fucking can beautiful." He seductively states while his hand reaches down to the bottom of my dress finding its way right up to my already heated core.

His eyes widen a fraction when he realizes I'm not wearing any undergarments.

"Already ready for me I see." He utters while leaning his down to leave little feathery like kisses all along my neck. Fuuuuck!

I moan out unintentionally, when he deliberately sucks the skin of my neck into his mouth. Leaving his brazen mark upon it.

His fingers slide into my pulsating pussy, pumping them in and out of me vigorously. When he crooks up his two fingers inside of me I lose all of my damn self control.

"Ah, Papi, right there." I purr when he hits just the right fucking spot.

"You like that beautiful? Tell Papi exactly what you want." He mummers right in my ear so damn sexily.

"You Papi I want you." I tell him while I arch my back up to him like a needy wanting bitch.

"What do you want beautiful? My tongue in that hot ass pussy or my big ass cock?" Oh fuck he's driving me crazy.

"Cock Papi. I want that big ass cock!" I finally tell him as I moan out desirably.

He raises my dress up over my hips while yanking out his formidable cock swiftly. I gulp loudly.

Not caring any longer if anyone does walk in on us, I grab ahold of his dick moving it over closer to my aching pussy.

"Patience beautiful." Yea right! Just fuck me already you damn tease.

As if he read my damn mind he plunges his big dick up into me making my entire body jerk up against the dining room door.

Slay has never been one to be known for his exuberant patience. Without missing a damn beat, he rips open the top of my dress exposing my uncovered breast to him fully. Since I've been pregnant they have grown in abundance and Slay has discovered a new found fascination with them.

As he thrust into me he lowers his head and takes my perky nipple right into his warm wet mouth.

My damn eyes nearly roll back inside of my head with the absolute thorough pleasure he's giving me.

I have to grab ahold of his shoulders tightly just to balance myself out from the onslaught of his sexual animalistic driving force while clumsily wrapping my legs up completely around his hips.

"Fuck Thorn you are so fucking tight baby." He grunts while he wraps his arm around my midsection still pivoting furiously inside of me. I lower my head to lay it down on his shoulder while purring into his neck.

"My little needy slut likes this doesn't she?" Oh fuck! Yes, talk dirty to me Papi.

"Yes Papi."

"Then tell me slut. Tell me me how much my little slut loves her Papis cock!" Dammit!

"I love your cock Papi, can I please have more?" I plead with him alluringly. Just give it to me already!

"Are you my little fucking slut? Tell me your my slut, whore." Well which one does he want slut or whore? I'm happy with either one of them.

"I'm your slut and whore Papi. Fuck me faster." He obeys diligently.

Slay invades my cunt faster with so much pivoting force that it nearly makes me see fucking stars.

"Fuck yes Papi." I moan. Slay surprises me when he bites down on my neck with his canines, sinking them into my pliable skin without any hesitation.

My walls start to spasm up instantly. I clench around his dick so fucking hard that he growls out loudly when he releases his canines from my neck.

"Fuck! Yes, damn you're so fucking good. Papis little cunt is working overtime." I honestly think he's trying to kill me. "You squeeze Papis dick so good my little needy whore!" Fuck me!

Slay doesn't slow down he keeps mercilessly jackhammering into me. Grunting and groaning.

He is definitely trying to kill me.

My desperate longing for him keeps me rooted up against the damn door while he continues to ram into my cunt without missing a damn beat. Fuck he's so good at this!

"Papis about to..." Slay trails off. As soon as he does I can feel his warm semen crash up into my cunt, overflowing it with his warm juices.

My walls constrict up again around me sending me over the edge again, "Fuck yes Papi!" I bellow out without any control over my raging senses whatsoever.

"Daddy are they wrestling?" Mason abruptly ask. Startling us both quickly.

Slay drops me to my feet as he slides right out of me, stuffing his still harden cock into his pants quickly. I can feel the fluids dripping haphazardly down my damn legs.

I swiftly try to cover myself from where Slay manhandled me and tore my damn dress wide open.

Thankfully, Slay turns around rapidly and blocks me from Slaughter and Masons view.

"No son they were, uhm, well. Yes. Yes thats exactly what they were doing, wrestling son....Let's go find your mother." Slaughter stutters out apprehensively.

I hear their footfalls exiting the room rather quickly.

I release a shattering breath as soon as I hear them exit the room.

Slay turns back to me with a shit eating grin plastered all over his damn face. Asshole.

"I told you someone would walk in." I grumble out embarrassingly smacking him right on his shoulder.

"Better get use to it because this one is about ready to meet us." He states firmly while running his burly hand across my oversized belly.

"Not yet and I think it will be a while before this one is actually walking around." I convey to him with a grimace.

"That was so damn embarrassing Slay." I confess.

"Oh come on beautiful. It was worth it. Want to do it again?" Is he kidding me?

"You are insatiable." I maintain with slight annoyance.

"Well I never hear you complain about it. My little needy slut. Now be good for Papi and meet me in the red room." He demands quite huskily.

The red room is a new added addition for their subtle addiction.

Tying me up and dragging out the bondage equipment has become the best highlight of my entire week.

I especially love the whips and handcuffs.

With a gleam in my own eye now I peer up at him.

"Will you role play with me?" I ask him pleadingly.

"Sure what do you want to be this time?" Slay agrees wholeheartedly.

"How about a dirty little schoolgirl and you can be my mean teacher." I suggest with hope filtering in my voice.

"Only if I get to spank you with the paddling board." Fuck yes!

"Yes, please Mr. Vallor I'll be good." I put on my best little schoolgirl accent while twirling my finger through my hair.

I can see the second that the lust fills up in Slays dark chocolate eyes.

"Get your slutty ass up there now!" I don't wait around another second before I take off running while holding my giant ass belly with my hand up the damn stairs.

Time to get in my kneeling position for my Papi!