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by Isobelle Carmichael


  “No, I think we’re all feeling the strain, she-wolf. But we do finally get to fuck, so that’s something to look forward to.”

  “Kaleb,” I groan.

  “What? It’s true! And I know my hand is tired of taking care of the constant hard-ons that I have in your presence.”

  “Hey, I try very hard to keep you all satisfied within the limitations that we’re dealing with.” I protest.

  “I’m aware, but I’m in a battle with my will, so you’ll have to excuse me if you find that I avoid you until the ceremony. It’s either that, or I pounce on you in the hallway and take what’s mine.”

  My cheeks flush as the image of getting fucked against a wall fill my mind. My legs wrapped around his lithe body as he pumps his cock into me, thrusting deeply, as I dig my nails into his back.

  He groans and looks at me, “Please don’t. I can’t handle your mental images right now.”

  “Oh? What did I do?”

  “You’re really bad at playing innocent!”

  I bat my lashes, “I don’t know what you mean.”

  “This is going to be a long drive, isn’t it?”

  Unbuckling my seatbelt, I slide onto Kaleb’s lap, straddling him. Biting my lip, I press my breasts against his firm chest and drag them slowly back and forth, the friction sending lust coursing through me.

  “We could make it a much more entertaining ride if you’d like,” I purr, pressing my nose into his neck and inhaling. Goddess, he smells amazing—sunshine after a storm.

  I wiggle my ass and can feel his growing erection pressing against my core, feeling myself growing wet. My body takes over, and I ride him; our clothing the only barrier. I’m acting like a horny teenager, but I don’t care. He grunts as I pick up the pace and rock my hips over him, seeking my release. The sound of obnoxious throat clearing interrupts my impending orgasm. More than a little annoyed, I swirl my head and level a glare on the throat clearer.

  “You could have just joined in you know?”

  “I have to admit that was really hot, and I do wish I was the one being taken for a test drive, but for all of our sakes, please stop filling the car with your pheromones,” Kaden quips, adjusting his erection.

  Shaun puts the windows down, and I laugh.

  “Sorry, but the scent of arousal was getting to be a bit too much for me.”

  “You’re not the only one,” Justin mumbles.

  “Okay guys, I’m sorry. I’m losing it.”

  “Just a little longer, Abby, and I will lose it all over that fine ass of yours,” Shaun says.

  The threat of promise in his voice is enough, but it’s the mental images that have me reeling.

  Fuck, that’s cruel.

  I like it very much.

  You would!

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Abby

  An hour later, we arrive at my den and start piling out of the SUV. I must admit, it’s good to be home, and I appreciate the space my mother gave me after what I’d been through.

  A cell phone rings, and I watch Kaden pull it out of his pocket and begin speaking with urgency. I only catch a few words, so I’m forced to wait until he fills me in on what’s happening.

  Kaden crosses to me, his phone still in his hand. I start shaking my head, the morose look in his eyes a telltale sign. Whatever he’s about to say, I’m not going to like. “Abby, we have to go. Our alpha needs us. Wow, that sounds weird since he’s not really my alpha anymore. But until the Blood Moon ceremony, we still have responsibilities to Seamus.”

  “Who does? All of you? We just got back.”

  My chest tightens, and I can feel a crushing weight at the thought of all of my guys leaving me so soon. My wolf is snipping at me, and nudging me that I shouldn’t let them go. She senses that something wrong is about to happen, and her instincts are riding me hard.

  “Just Kaleb and I. Our affinity for fire is needed to resolve a clan dispute. We shouldn’t be gone longer than a couple of days,” he says while patting my shoulder and trying to be reassuring.

  “Do you really have to go?” I ask, already knowing the answer.

  “We have our orders; it’s not a choice.”

  I kiss the twins deeply and say goodbye. I wish they didn’t have to leave, but it’s unrealistic for me to think that my guys can stay with me the entire time we go through this process. They are still as loyal to their clan as I am to my pack, and until we’re Bonded, their clan still comes first.

  Still, it doesn’t stop the mournful howl my wolf emits as they drive away. My twins are my light and my laughter, and they will be missed. A wound opens up in my heart with each mile they drive away from me.

  “Oh my gosh, my heart hurts,” I cry out and fall to my knees.

  “It shouldn’t be this bad for her so early. I thought we had more time,” Justin says.

  “Oh god, it hurts so bad! Get them back! Bring them back here!” I shout, wondering what Justin is going on about.

  I see Marcus’s phone in his hand, the broody look on his face gone, but his brow is furrowed, and he plucks at his lip.

  “No, don’t call them back; they have to go. We can ease her pain, for the time being. But no one else strays far from her while they’re gone. I’ll let my dad know in the future that we can’t do simultaneous missions,” Shaun states.

  I’m on my knees, tears streaming down my face. It feels like my heart is splintering, and the shards of it are piercing through my skin. A warm body picks me up and cradles me to him, and the pain begins to ease. Kisses are trailed down my face and to my lips, and the pain recedes faster.

  “It’s okay, Princess. We’re going to take care of you, don’t worry. I’m so sorry I didn’t recognize that the Bonding had progressed to this level already, but we can help you through this.”

  I squeeze my eyes shut and focus on the sound of his voice as he carries me to my bedroom. My heart still hurts, but his nearness is a balm to my soul, and I can breathe without agony now. I’m set down on my feet in the middle of the room, and he moves away. The pain intensifies for a moment, but Shaun grabs me around my waist and pulls me to him. I go without fighting him and land hard against his chest. He kisses me, and the lust he invokes turns my veins to molten lava.

  I’m clinging to his lips, losing myself in his kiss, when a mouth begins caressing the back of my neck and on my ear. I’m drowning in scents and sensations, and something tells me they’re only getting started.

  A pair of hands turn me around, and my mouth is fused to Justin’s lips in an instant. I had thought kissing one guy after another might be weird, but nope, it isn’t weird; it’s fucking fantastic. Each loving stroke and kiss eases the pain in my heart, and my sorrows turn to passion in the talented hands of my guys.

  I’m wondering how far they’ll be willing to take this when Marcus kneels before me and lifts my skirt. He pulls my panties down, and I hear his smokey voice, “I don’t know why you keep wearing underwear, but these are mine now.”

  “Yeah, okay, whatever. Just fucking put your mouth on me.”

  “With pleasure, Mistress. But first, let’s get a little more comfortable.”

  My dress is pulled over my head, and my bra follows it. I’m placed on the bed, and Marcus crawls between my legs while Justin and Shaun move onto the bed near my head. Realizing I’m stark naked and they’re all clothed, I call a foul.

  “You all better strip, I wanna see six-packs and dicks right the fuck now!”

  I prop myself up on my elbow and gleefully watch as I get my wish. I feel my lust skyrocket to levels that should be illegal.

  I’m fascinated as Marcus stalks toward me. I’m caught between the glowing green of his eyes and the magnificence of his cock as he comes closer, and I stare at a drop of pre-cum beaded at the top. My breath hitches as he winks and kneels down on the floor before me, spreading my legs. He leans forward and laps at my pussy from top to bottom, and I swear if I had fire magic, the room would be engulfed.

  I groan,
“That’s fucking incredible.”

  I have just settled in to enjoy the wicked things Marcus is doing to my clit when a pair of mouths close over each nipple.

  Fuck, oh fuck.

  I know I can’t stand it anymore, so I reach and grasp onto one of the hard cocks next to my head. Shaun hisses out a breath, and I pump his thick shaft up and down with the rhythm of rapid strokes Marcus is giving my clit.

  I open my mouth and Justin complies by sliding his cock into it, and I hum, happiness washing over me. Hunger crashes through me as I savor the flavor of him, trying to get him deeper into my mouth when Shaun’s cock twitches in my hand. I turn my head and take him into my mouth, stretching my mouth wider because he’s thicker than Justin. Then Marcus begins fingering me, and I lose my rhythm of swapping between Justin and Shaun’s cocks.

  The twins are gonna be so pissed this happened without them. I guess I’ll have to give them some extra special attention when they’re back.

  Only I could be in the middle of a foursome and thinking about my next threesome.

  When a second finger stretches my vagina and then a third, I’m pulled over the edge. I abandon both cocks as moan after moan rips from my throat. The blood in my veins heats up, and electricity pulses through me. Right before an orgasm explodes out of me, my skin begins to emit a soft violet glow. Magic pours out of me, and into the men surrounding me, bathing us all in the pastel hue.

  “What is happening to me?”

  “It’s your magic breaking free,” Justin says, his warm voice coming out soft and reverent.

  His words make perfect sense. It does feel like the dam holding back all the hidden magic in me has burst open, and I’ve come alive. My back arches off the bed with the force of power that rushes through me. My nerve endings sizzle and crackle, but I don’t feel any pain. Just as quickly as the power fills me, it settles back down inside of me, right next to my wolf.

  Sated and happy, the ache in my chest from the twins’ absence has ebbed to something manageable like a bruise instead of a raw and swollen wound.

  Marcus gets up from between my legs and goes to leave.

  “Where are you going, baby? Please stay. All of you. I need to feel you close to me right now.”

  “Of course, I’m staying; I just wanted to clean up a little bit. I’ll be right back, gorgeous.”

  I decide cleaning up is far too difficult. I opt to pull on one of the t-shirts discarded on the floor and crawl into the center of my bed. Justin goes to the bathroom and comes back a moment later with a warm washcloth and lovingly cleans me off.

  “Thank you so much, sweetheart.”

  “Of course, Princess. Now go to sleep and recharge for a bit.”

  My guys crawl on either side, and I smile, feeling safe with them surrounding me. Two are on one side, and one on the other. It’s not perfect, but only because the twins are missing. I look at the very crowded space around me and think it’s time we consider getting a larger bed.

  “Hey guys, I think that magic you were talking about has come to life inside of me and is here to stay. I’m too tired for Justin to explain it all right now, but when I wake up, we’ll need to talk about what this means for our little coven,” I mumble.

  “Princess, when you’re awake and rested, we can work on those spells again, and maybe they won’t drain you as much as before. I hadn’t realized how much dormant magic you still had locked inside of you. The books mentioned that Aether magic has different levels of magical abilities. I knew something was missing the other day. Now that you’ve accessed more of your magic, we’ll use it to come up with a spell to ease some of the pain while the twins are gone.”

  “When they return, your wolf will probably lose her shit, so don’t be surprised if you jump on them, gorgeous,” he chuckles.

  “I don’t need an excuse to jump any of you, but thanks for the warning.”

  I’m in the middle of my next thought when I pass out from exhaustion.

  It’s a couple of hours before I wake up, and I notice that Marcus slipped away during my nap. I sigh, my playboy is the hardest to keep a hold of. He’s had the hardest time adjusting, so I try to give him space when I can. I hear the sound of a motorcycle coming up the drive and grin as I stretch my muscles. Well, he has perfect timing. I’m up, and I’m hungry, I hope he picked up something good.

  I’m in the kitchen in nothing but a t-shirt and panties, pouring myself a glass of wine and waiting for Marcus to come into the den with groceries. Justin is immersed in another grimoire on the living room sofa, and Shaun is flipping through Netflix looking for something to watch.

  The guys are all staying close since my adverse reaction to the twins leaving, and it’s incredibly comforting.

  “If you choose another horror movie, I’m making you sleep on the floor tonight,” I call playfully through the cut out of the kitchen. The open concept design of the kitchen allows the chef to see into the large living room without needing to leave it. Televisions weren’t invented when this room was initially built, so I’m not sure when the addition was done. He laughs, but I notice he settles on a random psychological thriller before coming to join me in the kitchen.

  “Good choice, baby,” I say, and kiss him.

  “Of course. After all, I would hate to sleep on the floor where I couldn’t warm your ice-cold feet,” he replies sarcastically.

  “You’re a dragon; you breathe fire. There’s no way I’m not using your body as a personal space heater. That’s one of the biggest perks of mating you,” I wink at him. “But if you’re complaining, I can always use one of the twins. Though not both at the same time again. That was like sleeping in the seventh circle of hell!”

  Marcus finally makes his way into the kitchen carrying the groceries and a bottle of my favorite Vinho Verde. I sigh to myself and instantly forgive him for slipping out during my nap.

  “Hello gorgeous, come give me a kiss.”

  I comply, and he gives me a toe-curling kiss, “Is there a reason you’re walking around our den without pants on?” he asks.

  “I don’t like pants, and I don’t wanna wear them. Plus, the entire den has already seen me naked, so I don’t care.”

  “Well, I’d rather not have my clansmen see you naked,” Marcus grumbles.

  “My ass is covered, I’m fine.”

  “Uh huh, well moving on. I know you’re practically a carnivore.”

  I roll my eyes, “I’m half witch, but the other half is a wolf. What do you expect?”

  “And you know, I love to please,” he continues, looking at me with hunger.

  “So, I’m making everyone steak and duck fat potatoes with some grilled asparagus and a Béarnaise sauce.”

  Oh my gosh, I might have an orgasm right now!

  “If cooking is going to put Marcus ahead of me in this race, I’m going to chef school too,” Shaun calls out.

  Oops. I guess I broadcasted that one.

  “Oh, shut up. There’s no race. You’re all mine, and I’m not letting any of you go.”

  The room goes so quiet you can hear the bubbles fizzing in my wine.

  What did I just say?... Oh, shit.

  “I … well,” I stammer, “... I made my decision, ha-ha. Surprise!” I finish weakly as the impact of my words sinks in.

  I’m beginning to feel uncomfortable with their stares. Then Shaun runs to me and kisses me with so much passion; it makes all of his other kisses seem lackluster. Justin and Marcus follow with their own soul-searing kissing as my soul sings. But I’m missing the twins, and now I wish I’d waited to tell them all at once. Though to be fair, I hadn’t planned on saying anything. Still, their absence casts a pall over the happiness I was just feeling.

  “Don’t worry, Abby. You said your desires out loud; the twins will have felt it. In fact, they’ll probably contact you soon.”

  My cell phone rings moments later, and I glance at the screen.

  “It’s Kaden!”

  “Hello, baby girl. I see you mad
e your choice and had the good sense to keep the band together,” he can barely contain the smile in his voice.

  “Of course, I did. I love you so much, but I was just being cautious. This is still really fast,” I whisper.

  I hear his sharp intake of breath, and when he speaks again, his voice has lowered two octaves.

  “Baby girl, you better enjoy your time with those three,” he tells me, “because when we get home, it’s our turn to celebrate, and I can promise it will be one hell of a party.

  My pussy floods with wetness at the husky promise in his tone, and I see Marcus’s eyes darken with passion as he takes in my scent.

  “Is uh … Kaleb there?

  “He’s sleeping, but I’m sure he’ll call you later. I’ll be sure pass your message along. Oh, and, Abigail? I love you, too.”

  He hangs up before I can respond, and I stare at my phone screen until it goes blank.

  Well, this has been a day of firsts, but my wolf is happy. I finally spoke the words I have known for a while now. My heart belongs to these guys, and I love them. I can’t wait for my twins to come home and wrap me in their arms. I need all five to be complete.

  I help Marcus cook dinner, learning a few techniques from him as we go. I learned how to cook from my mother who learned from hers and so on. I think I’m an amazing cook, but even I can admit I lack the elegance of Marcus’s finely honed skills, and it’s a pleasure to learn from him. “I envy your cooking skills, Marcus,” I say, and I watch him whip the Béarnaise sauce for our asparagus.

  “It totally turns me on to see you in the kitchen.”

  “That’s it!” I hear Shaun call from the couch, “I’m going to culinary school the first chance I get.”

  “There’s no need to fight. I get turned on watching all of you do what you’re good at, and this is Marcus’s turn to get a little lovin’. So shush and let me swoon over here.”

  I set the table, and we all tuck into the sumptuous meal Marcus has prepared for us. I’m biting into my steak, rolling my eyes as the flavor hits my tongue. He seasoned it with some smoked paprika, and it adds a layer of aroma and spices that really sets it apart. I’m swirling a spear of asparagus through the perfectly decadent Béarnaise when a searing pain shoots through my body, and my fork clatters to the plate. My heart clenches and cry I out, the pain making my voice sound strained.

 

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