Free Abbey's Protectors [Beckett's Wolf Pack, Triad Mates 4] (Siren Publishing Menage & More) by Lynnette Bernard Page B

asked for the ultimate blessing that their seed would take hold and begin the life of their cub inside their mate’s loving womb.
    “I love you, Mates,” her sweet voice called to them as she lay sandwiched between them.
     
    Hunter and Clay jerked awake as they lay against their mate’s hips. They looked up and saw her struggling to catch her breath. The monitoring machine was beeping furiously as her heart rate raced. The hospital room door was pushed open and Nikki rushed inside, going over to the monitors quickly and assessing the situation.
    “What happened?” Nikki whispered, looking at both men as they stroked the woman’s arms as they tried to calm her.
    “We shared a vision,” Hunter told her softly.
    Nikki’s blue eyes widened in surprised then crinkled in amusement. She remembered how hot some of the visions she had shared with her mates had been. She completely understood.
    She waited a moment until she was sure Jane Doe was stable then turned to face the men of Jace Beckett’s pack. “I guess it’s starting for you,” she told them gently.
    Both men smiled broadly at her. They nodded, unable to form the words that would explain the happiness they felt that the bonding process was beginning for them. It made them beyond happy to have found their triad third.
    “I’ll leave the three of you to your privacy. Congratulations.”
    “Thank you, Nikki,” Clay answered for the both of them.
    They watched as Nikki left, turning to face the woman in the bed once they were alone. The vision they had shared had been so real it was overwhelming. And they knew that it had affected her the same way. After a moment, their woman’s heart rate had slowed, returning to normal, and she was breathing easily.
    A white ribbon of warmth suddenly surrounded all three of them, pulling tightly as it drew them together. The bonding process had begun with the shared vision, and the Fates were drawing them together. It was an amazing feeling. The warmth of the ribbon and the strength of the binding made the connection strong and sure. The surge of love and desire that raced through both men was instant and deep.
    “Hell, I’m so hard it hurts,” Hunter spoke up.
    “Me, too,” Clay admitted.
    “The vision sure was hot, wasn’t it?” Hunter asked, looking at Clay in surprise.
    “Yeah. And we were going to make our cub.”
    Hunter nodded, smiling. “She wanted us to make him—or her.”
    Clay sat down on the bed at her hip and reached up to touch her belly gently. “She’s going to be carrying very soon,” he whispered.
    Hunter sat beside her and reached out to place his hand beside Clay’s. “I hope so.”
    He leaned forward and kissed her belly tenderly, wishing he could push aside the sheets and the hospital gown so he could touch her warm skin. He breathed in deeply to take in her scent, needing it to settle him when he froze in fear as a new scent assailed him. He sat up and reached out to grab Clay’s forearm.
    “What’s wrong?” Clay asked, sensing the panic in his partner.
    “She’s bleeding.”
    “She is?” Clay leaned forward and inhaled, growling as he caught the scent of her blood. “Where the hell is she bleeding?”
    They both stood and reached out to touch her head and gently turn it to examine the bandages that covered her right temple. There didn’t seem to be any new bleed.
    Both men began a slow inspection of her body, placing their noses close to her as they scented every inch of her. When they reached her pelvis, both men stopped and breathed in deeply. They looked at each other and smiled at the intimacy of the knowledge that they shared.
    “She has her period,” Clay whispered, laughing softly at the instant golden glow that came to Hunter’s eyes.
    “Should we call for Nikki?”
    Clay nodded. “Why would you ask that?” He couldn’t help the frustration with his partner from coming through in his question.
    “Well, we could take care of her ourselves,” Hunter offered,