by JL Madore
He glances past me and sends Hawk an icy glare. If looks could kill, Hawk would be circling the drain. “Barron.”
“Minister,” Hawk says. “It’s been a tough day. I’m sorry to hear Pranton and Elange succumbed to their injuries.”
“I’m surprised you feel that way… considering.”
I give Hawk credit, he doesn’t engage. “The important thing here, Dane, is figuring out what happened and why.”
“Isn’t that obvious? Someone didn’t think your wolf pup should rise to the fore and take control of the realm.”
My bear growls unbidden and I fight to hold back my mate instincts. “You may address him as the Fae Prime, His Majesty, or Nakotah Northwood. Call him a wolf pup again and there will be more bloodshed on this lawn today.”
Dane arches a flaxen brow and it’s a look I’ve gotten many times from Hawk. Is that an alpha thing? Too bad for him. He’s not my alpha.
“Back to the point of the conversation,” I say, circling back. “If the Black Knight wanted you all dead, there you were, eleven fae leaders, sitting neatly in a box. Instead, two are dead, a couple more of you injured, and three more taken. What do you think that means?”
“I can’t comment on the workings of a demented mind.”
I grin. “No. Of course not. I’m sure you’re as clueless as you seem. If you think of anything, be sure to let us know.”
CHAPTER FIVE
Jaxx
I usher everyone back inside the palace even though a million palace minions are running around. Doc and I have to work to shield the group and get them upstairs to our wing without incident. Doc takes Keyla into his suite to see if he can get her to calm down and rest. Daddy and Mama head to their suite to call Laney and let her know we’re all fine. I take Kotah and Calli into our suite to regroup.
“First things first,” I say, escorting them toward the stairs. “Let’s get you out of this stupid coronation persona and back to my wolf.”
“Yes please,” Kotah says taking off the bejeweled platinum laurel and tossing it onto the couch as we pass by. “This makeup itches.”
Calli shrugs off the wolf pelt vest and jogs up the stairs naked in front of us. “Man, that train is heavy. I feel a hundred pounds lighter now.”
I watch the waggle of her bare ass as she climbs the stairs and smile. “Then I’m glad you’re free of it, kitten.”
Kotah flashes me a lascivious grin. “Me too.”
Calli proceeds to the bedroom oblivious to us being horny males soaking up the view of her body and slips back in her comfy outfit from earlier.
I lead Kotah into the washroom and run the faucet. “How do you even get paint like this off your face without ruining the towels?”
Calli giggles as she opens the drawer of her makeup vanity and passes us a package of wipes. “I swear you’re the most domesticated male I’ve ever met.”
Now it’s my turn to laugh. “Why, because I don’t want to have to get the stains out of the towels?”
“Uh… yeah. How many alpha males do you know that worry about laundry stains?”
I pull a roll of paper towel out from the vanity and set myself up a little cleaning station. “I am completely secure with my manhood.”
“As you should be,” Kotah says, ripping a few squares off Calli’s makeup remover wipes and swiping at his face. “Speaking of your manhood…”
“Hello? Yes? What about it?” My attention shifts and damn if I don’t start to stiffen at the prospect that we might be getting up to something sexy.
Kotah tosses the gunked up wipes and then hangs over the sink going the soap and water route. “Have you got any ideas narrowed down for our after-party nacho night?”
With him busy with his face in the sink, I look over at Calli. She looks as surprised as I am. “Oh, I figured we’d probably put that celebration on hold. You know, until we figure out what Hawk’s father is up to and have a plan to find your mother and the others?”
Straightening, he tugs off a few swatches of paper towel and dries off. When he lowers his hands, I’m relieved to see my mate’s face staring back at me once again. I’d be even happier if he didn’t look like I just kicked him in the groin. “Yes, you’re probably right. We should stay focused.”
Calli rushes in and helps him get the last bits of color off his hairline and under his ears. “Speak your truth, sweet prince. Don’t shut down on us now. You get a voice in this mating. We always want to hear your thoughts.”
“Yeah, always, buddy.”
He looks from her to me and frowns. “It might sound selfish, but I don’t want to wait until everything is worked out. With us, everything is never worked out. The promise of a mating fun night is what got me through today. I’m disappointed you don’t want to continue with our plans.”
“Oh, no one said we don’t want to continue with our plans, sugar. I think all Jaxx was saying was that maybe the priorities shifted.”
I step behind him to untie the leather thong holding his hair captive. Pulling the binding free, I undo the intricate plaiting Keyla so painstakingly wove together. Fingering through the lengths, I shake it out and let it hang loose to his very tight and fine ass.
“How about this? We’ll see what Hawk and Brant come up with, we’ll talk to Lukas about what he and his team found out over the past couple of days, and then we’ll revisit. If we’re all here and there’s nothing to be done until tomorrow, we’ll make the most of our night, ‘kay?”
The dip in his chin is forced and stiff. “Of course.”
My cat snarls within me and I curse. “Okay, no. You are a terrible liar and there’s no way I’m bursting your balloon. If you need the night of play we planned, you get it. End of discussion. We’ll make good use of the next few hours and then shut out the world. Naked nachos as planned.”
“Crisis permitting,” Calli adds. “You never can tell. The palace could explode around us and ruin our plans.”
“True story.” I wrap an arm around Kotah’s back and kiss his freshly scrubbed cheek. “And, until then, how about Calli and I get you out of these clothes and consummate your kingship by giving you some royal treatment?”
Kotah’s smile sets my cat back on an even keel. “Oh, yes, please. That’s the only kind of royal treatment I enjoy.”
Calli
Poor Jaxx. He truly is the passion of our group and is always trying to balance everyone’s needs, which—by the look on Kotah’s face—includes some extra love and support today. That’s fine. It’s no hardship to be needed by Kotah. And yeah, if his soul needs a little soothing, it’s the least we can do to comply. He soothes our souls on the daily.
Reaching for the metal fasteners on the leather jacket he’s wearing, I get things started. “Anything particular on your mind, sweetie?”
He shakes his head. “No. Simply to be lost in pleasure for a while.”
“Done deal,” Jaxx says, the jaguar already naked and sporting one helluva stiff cock.
When all the fasteners are unlatched on his jacket, I slide my hands under the leather and shuck it off his shoulders. It plops to the tile floor and I drop my hands to his waist.
Jaxx shifts in behind him and rucks his shirt up to his chiseled abs and over his head. “I love that you went commando today, Wolf. A little bit of our sweet prince rebel even when forced to comply.”
I chuckle at the flush in his cheeks and work the tie of his pants loose to open things up. “Little do they know.”
Jaxx chuckles and grinds up behind him. “They don’t get to know. You’re ours, Nakotah Northwood. They don’t deserve to know the real you.”
My attention drops to the two naked men in front of me and I sigh. “I have entirely too much clothing on.”
“Yes, you do, kitten. Let us help you with that.”
I close my eyes as they shift closer, their hands caressing my thighs, my breasts, my ribs as they tunnel beneath my jeans and sweater to strip me down and join them in their naked glory.
; I leave my eyes closed and soak in the sensations of fingers, lips, tongues, and the brush of their bodies against mine as they stroke and seduce.
“How about we move this somewhere more comfortable?” Jaxx says.
The world tilts as my legs are swept out from under me and I’m being carried out and toward the bedrooms. When we don’t head straight into the master but turn right and continue along the balcony, I open my eyes. “What have you got in mind, puss?”
His sexy smile is sin incarnate as he crosses the threshold to the kink room at the end. “I may have overheard you mention you and Kotah want your turns in the Den of Debauchery. I thought we can get some playtime logged in until Hawk feels more secure. Who knows, maybe he’ll even join us and see there’s nothing to worry about.”
I’m about to respond when he tosses me into the air, and I bounce and skid naked across the mattress. “Hey, be nice.”
Jaxx shakes his head. “Oh, no, kitten. This room isn’t about being nice. If that’s what you think then yeah, you do need some educating on what to expect.”
My breath comes fast, and a rush of moisture hits me between the thighs. “What are you suggesting?”
Jaxx casts a glance at our wolf and smiles. “You good with a play session, wolf? I promise it’ll take your mind off things and will end well for everyone.”
Kotah nods. “Sounds good to me. What do you want me to do?”
Jaxx waggles his brow and purrs. “That depends on if you want to be the one tied down and trussed up or the one doing the tying? Your choice.”
He worries his lip between his teeth and then smiles. “I want to be tied and trussed.”
“Done. Come with me. Calli, we’ll need the ankle and wrist cuffs. That cabinet, center drawer.”
I hustle to the cabinet Jaxx pointed to and grab the four padded cuffs. I meet the boys over by the tall ‘X’ in the middle of the room and offer up what I brought.
Jaxx picks two and leaves two for me. ”Like this, kitten.” He wraps Kotah’s wrist and buckles the cuff closed. “They’re very padded and cushy, so tight isn’t a bad thing. Trust me.”
I groan. “When do we get to see what you and Hawk get up to in here?”
Jaxx shrugs and moves up to Kotah’s other wrist. “That’s up to Hawk. He’s come a long way but give him time. He’s working through a lot to open up to the life we’re promising him. He’s trying and he’s juggling a lot of other stuff at the same time.”
I drop my attention to Kotah’s ankle and sigh. “I know. I’ll try. It’s just so hot. I want to be part of it with you guys.”
“For now, we’ll start here.” He offers me a hand to straighten when I finish Kotah’s second ankle and then turns to our very amped up mate. “All set, my man?”
His grin is perfection, the strain of the day gone from his expression. “All set.”
Kotah
The anticipation of what’s coming is madness. Ever since I ordered the furniture, toys, and tools for this room I’ve been imagining what it would be like to have a kink session in here with my mates. Yes, Hawk is the most experienced, but I have no doubt Jaxx will make this a memorable event.
“Step back and let’s get you locked in.” Jaxx raises my wrist and locks the ring of the wrist cuffs into place. Then he steps around to the other side and repeats the process.
Calli drops to the floor and follows his lead, lifting my foot, opening my leg, and latching the ankle cuff into place. When she does my second leg, I lean back against the steel and wood frame feeling more than a little exposed.
I wrap my fingers around the hand pegs and test the resistance. Yep, I’m well and truly restrained.
“Mmm, you make one sexy offering, Kotah. Doesn’t he, kitten?”
“Stunning,” she says, her gaze locked on my arousal standing tall against my abdomen. Having her stare at me so intently triggers a tingle in my balls and I pray I don’t go off early and ruin this.
“Your cock’s weeping for attention, Wolf,” Calli says, closing her fingers around my length and giving me a couple of tugs. “You sure know how to make your girl happy.”
Jaxx chuckles. “Now, kitten, don’t get ahead of ourselves. We haven’t even started playing yet.”
“But I want to suck on my wolf.”
“How badly?”
She bites on her bottom lip. “I ache for it.”
When she looks at me like that, I do too.
Jaxx sees my hunger and wags his finger in the air. “Oh, no. It’s not that easy, Wolf. In the master bedroom, we’re all about instant gratification. The Den of Debauchery is about pushing limits and taking things to another level. Calli, you are free to run your hands over him, bite his sweet ass, tweak his nipples, and toy with his junk, but it’s just playing for now.”
I swallow, unsure how much I’m going to like kink. With Calli running her hands up the inside of my thighs and raking me with her nails while looking like she wants to devour me, instant gratification seems much more enticing.
Jaxx comes back, rolling a little table with lube, massage oils, vibrators, masks, and other toys I’m not sure of.
“Here, Wolf. Let me show you what fun we can have.” He steps behind me and slides a blindfold over my eyes. The straps fasten with Velcro so an instant later, my visual senses are cut off.
My wolf growls.
“Are you okay, my man?”
I swallow and push back my survival instincts as they rush to the fore. “Yes.”
“Safeword?”
“Hydrogen.”
“Good man.” He presses a warm hand against the side of my neck and my racing pulse pushes against his palm. “Trust me, Kotah. I’ve got you.”
I draw a deep breath and relax into his touch. “I know you do. Sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry. We’ll play a bit. If this doesn’t fit your mood, say the word and we’ll change tacks.”
I shake that off. “No, I want to try. I’ve wondered and thought about it a lot. I’ll be fine.”
Calli
I meet Jaxx’s gaze and I’m getting the same skepticism off him that I’m picking up on our mating bond. Kotah’s not fine. I don’t know if his day is catching up to him or it’s the kink itself, but he’s fronting.
I gesture to him and Jaxx frowns, nodding that he’s picking up on it too. “Okay, kitten, work your magic on our wolf. Let’s show him how special he is.”
Jaxx abandons all the toys and when I move in on Kotah’s front, he presses in from behind. “We love you, Kotah.”
I run my hands down his thighs and for the first time ever, I see that Kotah is losing his erection. “Okay, no. I’m calling this over.” I bend down to unbuckle his ankles.
Jaxx sees my point of concern and reaches up and unbuckles his wrists. “Yep, if it’s not working for you, Kotah, it’s not happening. Come here and let’s have some mate fun.”
We get him uncuffed and Jaxx takes his blindfold off and the three of us make our way over to the king-sized bed. Jaxx lays Kotah down and crawls in beside him, wrapping him in a full-bodied hug.
“I’m sorry, Jaxx,” Kotah says, his voice thick with emotion. “I wanted to be good at this.”
The tears in Kotah’s voice have both Jaxx and I blinking fast. Jaxx growls. His cat usually makes happy, sexy noises, but this is not that. “Don’t do that, Kotah. You’re great and sexy as fuck and the most playful, giving lover we could ask for. It’s totally fine and it makes sense that something like this might not turn your crank, buddy.”
“Why do you say that?”
“Because you’re an Omega. You get your strength from touch and feeding off the emotions of others. Restraints and delayed gratification might not be your thing. Your heart and soul are made for connection and feeling the emotion behind things. Don’t give it another thought. Seriously. I should’ve thought of that before I brought you in here.”
“But we’re in a normal bed now,” I say, running my hands across the sculpted planes of his abs. “There’s
plenty of connection now. And you can feel and touch and play without restriction.”
I take his hand and slide it between the folds of my core. “Feel how wet I am for you, sweet prince?”
He closes his eyes and I wriggle a little, grinding into his touch. We both groan. I crawl closer, swing my knee over his hip, and prop myself over his chest.
Kotah responds to the sway of my breasts like I hoped he would. His eyes widen as they hang loose over his chest and just like that, we’ve got him back and the tension in him is easing.
“May I?” Jaxx asks behind me. He takes hold of Kotah’s cock and our wolf’s hips buck beneath me. A couple of strokes later and our jaguar is propping the full, warm tip of Kotah’s erection at the entrance of my pussy.
“Sit back and ride him home, kitten.”
I do. I push back, his solid length gliding inside me in slow, luscious inches. I rock over him a few times until he’s fully impaling me and I’m sitting on the cradle of his hips.
Everything falls back into place.
Kotah’s wanton smile is back as he tweaks my nipples, his cock is thick and hard, rubbing my insides in all the most delicious ways, and our mating bond is clear and vibrating with nothing but love.
“Rub my clit, wolf, please. I’m ramping up fast and I need you to touch me.”
One of the best things about Kotah in bed is how dedicated he is to the needs of his partners. He holds his hand out to the side for a moment and Jaxx sets him up with a squirt of lube. When he slides his thumb between our bellies, the glide is not only slick but cool against my heated flesh. Tilting forward, I grip his shoulders and grind down.
“Oh, yes… You feel amazing inside me.”
The world spins as he rolls us over and takes control. With me on my back beneath him, he thrusts deep, opening my legs wider. I lift my knees and give him all the access he needs.
“Watching him fuck you is sexy as hell, kitten.” Jaxx’s voice is husky, and the moist click, click, click of him tossing with a wet cock provides the soundtrack for our background noises.