To protect what’s mine Chapter 68

**Quick Author’s Note: I rewrote chapter 1. I have not been happy with it since shortly after I got signed. Not a lot changed. Please feel free to go back and read it, but it does not matter. Thank you for everyone’s support!**

It’s hard to stay mad at Ama and Beren. Beren looks so happy as she yips and runs through the forest. She reminds me of a teen and their first shift. She looks free and happy as she dodges trees and thorns. Sometimes she is running the path, other times she is making her own trails.

The dirt, clinging to her fur, doesn’t look right on her. She should be wearing her white coat with pride and not have to hide. Not to mention, the dirt clouds her scent some. Her apple scent has a dusty taste to it now. Aziz has complained a few times during the run that he does not like it. He wants Ama and Beren’s apple scent, with nothing else mixed in.

‘I would be okay with our cinnamon scent mixed in with hers,’ Aziz chuckles as he stalks after Beren and Zviad. Three of our scents would smell like Christmas, it would be cozy and comforting. I hum in agreement. But our two scents mixed, would smell like an apple pie. Now I’m hungry and getting aroused by my thoughts.

‘You okay little brother?’ Cal smirks at us through the mind link.

‘Never better,’ I growl at him

‘Goddess above, she made Beren perfect,’ Aziz growls as he continues to walk behind.

‘We should head back before…’ I say, railing off.

Aziz huffs in agreement, he is getting aroused as well. If we don’t want to have a problem, then we need a cold shower.

Beren turns around abruptly and looks at us. Something flashes in her eyes, and it is gone before we even know what it was for sure. She takes a few steps towards Aziz and I. Beren passes by us, rubbing her body up against us. She then turns and rubs her body down the other side. She then does the same to Zviad. Beren has her scent on us, she nods in approval. She licks Aziz and Zviad’s face. Beren gives us a smile before she is making a mad dash back towards our uncle’s place.

I open the mind link to Cal and ask, ‘She does know what she just started right?’

‘Oh, they know,’ Zviad answers with a growl. His own arousal growing.

‘Now our little mate wants to play,’ Cal says.

‘We better not disappoint,’ Aziz states before he is taking off like a shot after Beren and Ama.

It doesn’t take long for us to catch up to Beren. But it would be no fun to end our little game now. We allow her to stay a head of us. Beren abruptly turns around and heads back towards us. We skid to a stop to avoid running over our mate. She is so tiny compared to us. Beren expertly dodges the both of us and continues back the way we came. Cal and I share a look before our wolves lead us back into the chase and following Beren.

After a few minutes, it becomes clear that she is leading us to the stream. She must not want the mud and dirt on her. It would be safer if she would let us hose her down back at Uncle Mike’s. But after the argument from earlier, we are not going to rehash this now. We slow down as Beren makes it to the stream.

Our beautiful mate jumps the stream and lands on the other side. She then ducks behind a tree. She wants to play a game. My twin and I share a look before we are jumping the stream. Cal and Zviad make their way around the left side of the tree, while Aziz and I go around the right side.

There standing on the back side of the large maple tree is our mate. The number one problem, she has shift back to Amalie and is standing there naked. The second problem, she has one arm under her breast and are pushing them up. She is drawing attention to them and herself. The third problem, whatever little self control we had, just vanished.

I transform back into myself. “You are playing a very dangerous game,” I tell her as I stand tall. My own erection standing tall as well.

“You are going to get burned, little one,” Cal purrs, using Zviad’s nickname for Beren on Ama. He stands right next to her, invading her personal space. His own erection growing and demanding attention.

“And if I can handle the heat?” Ama asks with a smirk.

I don’t know where this confidence and seduction is coming from, but we both love it. She reaches over and pulls Cal into herself. She kisses him like he is the freedom she has been denied for the past seven years. All too soon, if Cal’s growl was anything to go by, she lets him go and turns to me. Ama wraps her arms around my neck. I don’t hesitate to pick her up. She wraps her legs around my waist.

As we are kissing, I hear and feel Cal come up behind Ama. He starts to kiss her neck. She breaks the kiss and lets out a moan.

“You need to stop making those noises,” I say with a grunt. My cock is starting to leak precum already.

Ama looks me dead in the eye and lets out a moan as Cal sucks on her neck, right where one of our marks will go. “I don’t want it to stop,” she whispers as she dives back towards my mouth.

We resume our kiss as Cal lets go of her neck. One of his hands find her breasts and starts to massage it. She breaks our kiss again and moans.

“Love, we need to stop. The first time we take you should be special, not in the middle of the woods, and you covered in dirt,” Cal grunts his own cock straining.

“But what if I don’t want to wait?” Ama asks, she shifts herself, so she is rubbing our erections. I can feel the slickness of her own arousal.

“Goddess,” I huff as I capture her neck next. Waiting is sounding like a terrible plan. Why are we waiting in the first place? “I think between the two of us, we could keep her off the ground,” I casually remark.

Cal glares at me over top of Ama’s head. His resolve is crumbling and mine is gone. I go for her neck again as Cal captures her lips as he tips her head to the side. He affectively silences her moans.

“Alright, wrap it up!” Vickie shouts from where off behind us on the other side of the steam. Her voice breaks us out of our lust filled haze.