by Lexi C. Foss
Claudette was her mentor at Ernest Clan, Edon explained, taking pity on my confusion. She’s a very old friend of my grandfather’s. From before the new world.
What does that mean? I asked, confused by his phrasing.
“They remember what the world was like before Blood Day ever existed. When the Alpha Trials were a time of pride between father and son, when mating actually meant something, and when humans had certain rights.” Edon met my gaze. “It’s illegal to speak of such things, Silas. But my grandfather has taught me all about the prior world, and I believe Claudette has bestowed the same lessons upon Luna.”
“She did,” Luna whispered. “Every night. To me and Logan.”
Edon nodded. “Well. Then maybe you know me better than you think.”
Respect shone bright in her gaze, her lips curling. “That’s why you treat Silas as you do. You respect the old customs of the sire bond.”
He snorted. “I’m trying, but he’s not making it easy on me.”
My eyebrows shot up. “Lying right here.”
“Trust me, we know.” His dark eyes captured mine. “But are you here because I demanded it or because you want to be?”
“You know why I’m here.”
“But Luna doesn’t.” He gestured with his chin. “She seems to think I’m forcing you to lie there. Am I?”
He already knew the answer, so I looked at Luna as I said, “No. I demanded he let me stay so I could check on you and make sure you were all right.” I cupped her cheek, needing her to see my sincerity. “I want to be here, Luna.”
“But he made you…?” She trailed off, biting her lip.
Yeah. That. “As he said, there wasn’t a better alternative.” I ran my thumb over her bottom lip, tugging it from her teeth. “I would have chosen a much different setting for the experience, but it happened. And now, I just need to know you’re okay.”
She swallowed. “I’m okay.”
“Good.” I bent to brush my mouth against hers. “Next time, I promise it’ll be better.”
“Next time?” Luna repeated, sounding hopeful.
I smiled against her lips. “Assuming Edon allows it.”
The wolf in question wrapped his palm around the back of my neck and squeezed. I lifted my gaze to his, not at all apologetic. While I respected that she was his mate, he’d brought me into this fucked-up game, and I wouldn’t turn down another chance to play with her. Nor would I allow her to go on thinking Edon had forced me to touch her. As if I could ever consider such an activity a hardship.
Edon grinned and pulled me into him, his mouth capturing mine. I jolted in surprise, then melted into the embrace. Because fuck, the man knew how to kiss. He oozed dominance, skill, and pure masculine need. It was so different from the femininity of Luna’s touch, so much more virile, but equally addictive.
His tongue owned my own, demanding I submit. But I didn’t. I kissed him right back, matching his pace, and threaded my fingers through his hair to hold on. Luna squirmed between us, her little gasp an intoxicating addition to the experience. And when her arousal scented the air, we both broke apart to stare down at her, hungry for a taste.
“Mmm, I think she likes watching us,” Edon murmured, stretching out beside her on his elbow, his opposite hand sliding down my arm to my hand. “But I want to focus on her. Silas?” He placed my palm on the top of her thigh, his gaze on her face.
“I think she’s more than earned our joint attention, yes,” I agreed, mimicking Edon’s pose on her other side and staring down at her.
Indulging the two of them came so naturally, my movements instinctual and so very, very right. I leaned down to kiss her again, this time sliding my tongue between her lips.
She clutched my shoulder as if needing to hold on for the ride, and maybe she did. Because as soon as I finished kissing her, Edon took over and told me through the sire bond to cup the wet space between her thighs. She jerked beneath my touch and then moaned long and loud into Edon’s mouth.
A rush of wetness met my exploring fingers, making it easy to slip through her slick folds to her entrance and dip inside. She squeezed me in the same way she had my cock, and fuck if the sensual memory of that alone wasn’t enough to make me come again.
But this wasn’t about me.
This was about Luna.
And for once, I was in complete agreement with Edon’s intentions. He drew his lips down her neck to her breasts, allowing me the opportunity to kiss her again. I set a lazy rhythm with my tongue against hers, reveling in the sensation and addictive flavor that was all Luna. “I could do this for hours,” I admitted on a breath.
She hadn’t let go of my shoulder, her other hand in Edon’s hair as he continued suckling her rosy peaks. Mutual appreciation permeated the air, the three of us exuding our own erotic scents that seemed to intermingle and bond to one another. It created the most enthralling mixture, one I wanted to roll in and wear on my coat for the rest of my days.
Edon growled in approval.
Luna sighed.
And I gave in to the urge to kiss her harder, to heighten her arousing perfume for my personal gratification.
She satisfied my craving in spades, as did Edon. I groaned, so fucking hard for them both that I could hardly see straight. But the thought of pleasing her grounded me, two of my fingers lodged deep inside her and stroking that place I knew females enjoyed. Her hips rose in response, little mewling sounds of excitement pouring from her mouth to mine as she crested the edge of an orgasm that wasn’t quite ready to rise.
Luna quivered, sweat breaking out across her skin. I nuzzled her cheek and throat, adoring her scent and the racing pulse at her neck.
“More,” she whispered. “Please. More.”
“Needy little thing,” Edon teased, kissing a path down her abdomen to where my hand played below. I shifted to allow him access to her sweet bundle of nerves and smiled as her back bowed off the bed.
My lips captured her scream as her world unraveled. Her slick channel tightened so hard around my fingers I thought she might break them. The memory of her doing that to my shaft had me moaning into her mouth.
Fuck, you’re killing me, Edon whispered. I want this to be about her.
I do, too, I replied. But fuck. Her pussy is like liquid heaven, Edon.
Mmm, I know. I want to lick every inch of her. He punctuated the point by drawing his tongue down to my fingers and back up again, his groan of approval an intensely palpable sound.
Luna’s nails dug into my neck, her teeth skimming my lip in a silent demand to strengthen our embrace. Still topping from the bottom, I mused, giving in to her because I wanted to. And maybe because I enjoyed her dominance just a little.
Edon’s amusement trickled through the bond, his mind focused on the task of making her scream again. I removed my hand and allowed him to take over, my palm skimming a damp trail up her abdomen to her tits. I drew a pattern against each of her nipples, saturating her skin in her arousal, and then lowered my head to lick her clean.
She didn’t release my nape, her razor-like claws digging into the base of my scalp and keeping me right where she desired. I growled a low warning in reply, my wolf rising to the surface to take on her sexual challenge.
And my teeth sank into her breast.
“Fuck,” she breathed, arching beautifully beneath me.
Did you just mark my mate? Edon asked, a hint of something dark in his tone.
I stilled. I… yes. It’d been such a natural move, my inner beast responding to the supple female beneath my mouth. Luna shuddered, her chest rising and falling in quick succession, her lithe form shaking in ecstasy and not distress.
My canines were lodged in her, unmoving. Because I’d frozen in place beneath Edon’s comment. Tension lined our link, the alpha rising.
Had I pushed him too far?
I tried to apologize, but the words wouldn’t form, not even in a thought.
Because I had wanted to bite her. And her response said she’
d enjoyed it. But maybe she was too lost to the sensations to realize the gravity of what I’d just done?
Edon lifted his head, eliciting a complaint from Luna’s parted lips.
Until she caught the dark gleam of his gaze.
It took considerable effort for me to release her, to shift backward enough to yield. My eyes just automatically dropped, my wolf bowing to his superior.
I swallowed, uncertain and still unable to voice the words I needed to say.
“Edon,” Luna whispered, her hand still on my nape.
He said nothing, his superiority a heavy presence between us. Seconds ticked by, my heart threatening to halt in my chest. I didn’t know if I should run, roll over, or beg for forgiveness. Yet all I could fucking do was lie here with my palm splayed against Luna’s abdomen and my head angled a few inches away from her chest.
Edon leaned down to taste the holes I’d created on her breast, his mouth closing over her skin.
Luna practically came off the bed, a surprised scream parting her lips as he slid his canines into the same bite. I didn’t move, too conflicted and aroused by the sight. Edon rose once more, grabbed me by the throat, and yanked me to him on a snarl.
I jerked as his teeth sank into my lower lip, the bite a punishment and a claim. My blood heated, my lower abdomen tightening. Fuck.
Mine, he groaned into my mind. Both of you are mine.
22
Luna
I couldn’t hear a damn thing over the pounding in my ears. The way Edon held Silas now, I couldn’t tell if he wanted to kill him, eat him, or fuck him.
It had taken me a moment in my lust-dazed mind to realize what had happened—Silas had bitten me. He’d demanded my submission the way an alpha male did a mate, something Edon had to take as a challenge.
This whole thing was so fucking confusing. Especially the way I felt after Silas sank his teeth into my skin. Peace, safety, and a healthy dose of desire had knocked me into a cloud of intense yearning. I’d wanted to give in to him, my wolf already submitting before the true alpha in the room growled. Then my wolf had gone weak in the knees, leaving me breathless between both males.
Were they going to fight or fuck?
I still didn’t know.
Not even as Edon bit Silas, eliciting a sharp sound from them both.
And then they were kissing almost violently, their tongues sparring with each other in a war for dominance. Edon won, his teeth drawing blood—blood that he licked up and swallowed before going in for more.
It was so damn intense, yet sensual, and incredibly arousing.
I released Silas, my hand dipping between my thighs while my other palmed my breast. This was too much. I needed relief. And I needed it now.
Only, both my wrists were pinned above my head in a second as Edon stared down at me. I whimpered and then moaned as Silas’s tongue slid through my damp heat.
Oh, wow…
How did they do that? They moved so fast, and— Fuck! Silas’s mouth sealed over my clit so intensely I couldn’t hold back my scream.
Edon took my mouth, his kiss not nearly as harsh as the one he’d given Silas. But still showcasing his control. “Tell us what you want, little mate,” he whispered. “Our hands? Our mouths? Our cocks? Tell us how to please you.”
Energy hummed through my veins, setting my spirit on fire with an intense need that only these men could satisfy. How had I ended up here? A mewling, squirming mess beneath two virile males. I never even wanted to join Clemente Clan, and now I had two reasons to stay.
“Luna,” Edon pressed, his lips whispering over mine. “What do you want, sweetheart?”
Everything.
Pleasure.
Fucking.
My hips lifted to meet Silas’s mouth, my nipples tightening into impossibly hard peaks. Never had I felt this way, not even beneath my own touch. And I’d already come twice today. These two played my body with an ease that was as unsettling as it was addictive.
Edon growled, the sound a low warning, the alpha demanding a response.
But I had none to give.
I didn’t know how to articulate my desire. It was all too new, too overwhelming, for me to wrap my head around. My wolf preened, soaking up the sexual tension and bathing in the heat.
Teeth snagged my lower lip, biting gently in reprimand for ignoring the alpha above me. His dark eyes held mine as Silas slid two fingers into me, scissoring in a way that sent a shudder down my limbs.
Somehow, I was even more turned on than moments ago. My body shook with a craving I couldn’t vocalize. Couldn’t—
“How many lovers have you taken?” Edon asked softly, his palm circling my throat. “Where have you taken them?”
I swallowed, my vision blinking in and out of focus beneath the onslaught of Silas’s tongue and strokes deep inside. Edon’s pupils engulfed his irises, his handsome face so close to mine. He wanted to know about my experience, but I didn’t know why. Maybe to make sure he didn’t push me too far? No. Alphas didn’t care about such things. They pillaged and raped without thought.
But not this one, my wolf whispered.
Mmm, Edon was proving to be an anomaly. I just wasn’t sure how to trust him after everything I’d learned. Except he had a similar mentor, it seemed.
“Luna.” He nipped me again, clearing my vision enough to see the stern lines of his forehead, the knowing gleam in his eyes, and the slight smirk playing over his lips as he pulled back to study me. “I need to know what we can do to you, little mate.”
Permission, I translated, somewhat stunned by the realization. The alpha wanted me to lay down the rules so they could play within the boundaries I created.
“You’re not at all what I expected,” I admitted, palming his cheek and pulling him down for another kiss—one he allowed me to take more than he actually gave. “My experience is limited. But I’m open to, um, exploring.”
Another kiss. This one deeper. Domineering. Laced with excitement. “I need more, Luna. How many have been inside you? And where?”
I swallowed, my breath shortening as Silas did something particularly sinful with his tongue. If he kept that up, I would—
He stopped, his exhale hot against my damp skin. “Answer him,” he said, whether because he wanted the answer as well or because Edon demanded it through the link, I didn’t know. But hearing the command in his tone, coupled with the look from the alpha, I could hardly refuse them.
“Only two, including Silas,” I whispered. “And the first was only once—the day of our ceremony.”
A glimmer of amusement brightened Edon’s gaze. “To deter me from taking you.”
“Y-yes.”
“And how did that work out for you?” he mused as Silas chuckled against my heated flesh. I gasped as his teeth skimmed my clit and then latched on with a renewed vigor that cascaded waves of pleasure through my being.
“Fuck,” I breathed, grabbing the bedsheets on one side while my opposite hand curled around Edon’s neck. “So good…” I tried to pull him down to kiss me, but he remained there, observing me.
“Does that mean you don’t disapprove of my choice in keeping you?” he wondered aloud, a dark smile in his eyes. “Or would you still prefer I send you home? To be punished by your father?”
“Edon…”
“No. I want an answer, little mate. Tell me how you feel right now, with Silas tonguing your sweet cunt and my palm upon your breast. Would you give it all up? Do you long for another? For the one who fucked you first?”
I nearly laughed at the notion of desiring Volk over Edon and Silas, but I caught the predatory gleam in my alpha mate’s gaze. His wolf drove these questions more than the man did, his need to know where my desire lay a key detail to satisfy the lycan alpha hovering above me.
My nails bit into his neck, my eyes narrowing. “Fuck me and I’ll tell you who I prefer.”
That earned me a growl. “Oh, Luna, you’re playing a dangerous game.”
“Afraid you
won’t measure up to the challenge?” I asked, feeling far bolder than I should. Especially when beneath a powerful alpha male. But I couldn’t help provoking him, my need to battle one I refused to suppress.
Silas slid his caress to my lower abdomen and kissed a path up to my breast before settling at my side. His blue eyes glowed with approval, his lips—glistening with my arousal—curled at the sides. “Your penchant for topping from the bottom is admirable, little moon.” He kissed my cheek and lifted his gaze to the alpha. “She’s ready.”
“Little moon?” Edon repeated, leaning in to capture Silas’s mouth in a long, devastating kiss. “Mmm, you taste amazing.”
“I taste like Luna.”
“I know.” He kissed him again, causing my heart to skip several beats. They were so close, their joined arousals intoxicating and elevating my own to incredible heights. I squeezed my thighs, seeking friction, only to have them parted as Edon positioned himself between them. The head of his cock nudged my entrance and slid inside with expert ease without breaking his embrace with Silas. Their tongues dueled, Edon’s cock elongated, and my pussy wept with unrestrained need.
I tightened my hold on Edon’s neck, my other arm going around Silas, in this odd embrace of ecstasy. Edon grasped my hips, anchoring himself deep inside me, his size overwhelming and so very alpha.
I groaned, my head falling back as I strove to accommodate him, and then gasped as he began to move.
Really, really move.
Hard.
Harsh.
Thrusts.
His grip turned bruising, forcing me to take him, as his mouth dropped to my neck. Silas’s mouth moved to mine, kissing me soundly, swallowing my whimpers as Edon set a brutal pace.
Mating, I realized. A male wolf taking his mate.
I had no choice but to accept it.
And worse, I wanted to.
My hips rose to meet his, my instincts taking over, and my kiss with Silas melted from soothing to something feral. He palmed my breast, tweaked my nipple, and palmed me again. And then Edon was kissing me, his tongue dominating and forceful, reminding me of his cock below. Silas moved, his mouth sliding along my shoulder, to Edon and back.