BriGetting on Beau’s bike and moving further my eyes as the turmoil built, calling for something, someone to quell the racing thoughts, the vision of a stream running through a forest, over moss-laden rocks. “Mother moon, little sister can't help you here, such stubborn fools you all are running from your hearts.” the older woman's voice seemed transcendent in her mind. “But I can't stay,” I projected back to the woman I hadn't seen in months.“Sister, when there is a will there's a way, you have quite the handsome duo, might I say,” the old woman chuckled.“Sister?” I asked.“You will understand when the time comes Brianna Leblanc,” and then the old woman and her stream faded away.When I opened my eyes we passed a bus stop. We passed the second, I yelled.“What are you doing, Beau!” to which he simply revved the engine and shot around another vehicle. I wrapped myself tighter around him, my magic couldn't help me here short of cushioning the road rash I’d get from jumping off the
BeauWhat the actual fuck just happened? We were both staring at Bri dumbstruck as she tucked her hair into her hood and stepped out of Conner's office. Wyatt went to the bunkhouse to grab his stuff. She hefted her bag over her shoulder. I went to grab it for her.“No, you don't get to be nice after that stunt, I wanted to leave before something stupid like this happened, and now I've had to show myself, that puts all of us at risk, you better hope he keeps his mouth shut,” she snapped, folding her arms across her chest. “How does Conner know who you are?” I asked her. She gave me a brief sideways look before deciding to tell me. “The company you work for is a part of the trust my father set up for me, I have to sign the papers before I turn 22 or Lorrain will receive it,” she said, looking around.Wyatt brushed past us.“Get your bike in the back, she's not riding on that deathtrap again,” Wyatt said, not waiting for us as he prowled to his truck. This wasn't going to be a fun ride
BeauI was sitting on the couch not reading the book in front of me. My mind a mess of thoughts of ideas of her…He walked in and snatched it off my lap.“Hey,” it was the first word I had said to him in days. He closed and tossed the book into the armchair we didn't use. “We need to talk or we are going to lose her,” he said “No fucking shit batman,” I said rolling my eyes. He plopped down next to me, no animosity in his gaze.“What if we give her what she's asking for?” he asked, plopping down next to me and leaning forward his elbows on his knees as he peered back at me.“How the fuck is that supposed to work without me getting eaten?” I asked.“Let me show you something,” it wasn't something I could do with just anyone, but The Beast pushed forward replaying the scene into Beau's mind. “I think he's telling us that she needs both of us when she faces them, and with all the flirting, cuddling, and the filthy shit that's come out of your head he hasn't objected once. In fact I thi
BriI was curled up in a chair on the porch thumbing through pages of one of my father's books. I thought it would help me clear my head. Yet, the words and symbols were just a jumbled mess. It was Friday, and the boys didn't have school for some teacher workday. It would all come to a bitter end Sunday morning when I would ask them to take me to the bus stop for real. I didn't know where I would go or what I would do. But I would resign myself into disappearing and experiencing what my purpose in life will take away from me.Bas jogged up and I peered over at him clutching a paper bag with a red bow on the handle and a box. There was something in his eyes I couldn't read. He handed them to me and I took them into my lap.“What's this?” I asked.“It's from Beau and Wyatt and before you open it, I'm taking Claude and Lou camping tonight so there's no excuse,” he blurted before he quickly took off to the two boys on the dock and they began whispering amongst themselves looking back at
BriAfter feeling absolutely ridiculous after showering and primping for men who usually saw me in cut off jean shorts, and holey, oversized band tees, and messy buns. I found myself walking towards the island's center, one booted foot after the other an ever larger growing lump in my throat. The apprehension was dismal. Twinkling lights glittered in the trees as my orb rose up high in the clearing’s center. Beau jumped down off a table he was sitting on and stopped dead in his tracks. He wore a brown and blue plaid shirt that brought the amber in his eyes to life, his dark hair hung combed and slicked down. Wyatt had turned from the grill, his button-down black shirt rolled up past his elbows, his light blue jeans hugging those muscular thighs of his, damp hair slicked back, his irises flaming briefly to gold before receding. I swallowed.“You came!” Beau said, as Wyatt joined us, he took my hand that was self-consciously fiddling with the skirt of my dress.“You look stunning,” he
Bri“It's usually one of us home at a time. So when I am working you will have Beau and when Beau is working you will have me. When we are both here when the moon makes my control more challenging you will have us both so that I am sure you are protected if The beast tries to go too far. Of course, this is all up to your discretion. This way, nobody has to choose and the pack gets to keep its most important member whole,” he explained. I squinted my eyes at him confused.“Most important member?” I asked. “That’s you, Sugar,” Beau rasped, nipping my ear. “You're the heart of the pack Bri, we were all lost without you, we’ve been stupid idiot males. I don't know which of us is stupider me for my fear, or that one for his denial,” Wyatt proclaimed. I looked down, shaking my head.“But…” my voice cracked, “I can't stay,” I reminded them of the elephant in the room. Wyatt lifted my chin with his finger.“As much as we want you always, we know and we will only have you as long as you are
BriEmbers barely cooling when Wyatt released me, something had begun coiling deep inside, a noise I could only describe as a whine left me.“Ahh, our sweet Bri,” Beau cooed, nipping at my ear. “You're a needy little thing aren't you?” he continued. “How bout we let my brother here make you feel real good,” he purred. “I wonder how many times he can make you cum with his mouth. What do you say, Sug?”“We need to hear your voice,” Wyatt said, pulling my knees up from over his. I didn't like the loss of touch.“Please,” I begged. His hands slipped higher under my skirt gently tugging on the hem of the lacey bit of fabric I had chosen to wear for no particular reason. He cocked his head with one big hand traveling to my bare ass cheek, a smirk kicking up.“I see you were hopeful, who am I to disappoint? Ready?” he asked.“Yes,” I surrendered and Wyatt, yanked them down my thighs, dangling them from his fingers for Beau's inspection. I refused to be embarrassed.“I suppose,” I said in a h
WyattI spent the next several hours in the bliss of exploring Bri. Her mouth, breasts, her sex, any bit of skin. Memorized every mole and freckle. Testing and measuring her reactions to each uncharted inch of her body. Changing tactics if she tensed or froze. I didn't want to send her to that haunted place in her mind. Beau came back, retiring to his room but I knew he would lay awake listening to all the sweet and naughty sounds she’d be making under my perusal. He’d also be listening to ensure I stayed within the parameters we had discussed.Neither of us wanted to push Bri into more than she was ready for, especially given the possibility of discovering the things blocked from her memory. The girl she said had come, blocking her memories of events when they got bad, or her anxiety threatened her to black out. That left a lot of unknowns to be discovered. Would we trigger her to remember something? Something awful?.So far she was pleasantly responsive, even a bit greedy for us. I