by Lexi C. Foss
“If you’re going to make me work for it, then I’ll return the favor in kind.” He moved before I could reply, his big body stationary one second and on top of me the next.
A breath pushed from my lungs in surprise not only at his show of strength but also at the speed with which he reacted. “Fuck,” I breathed.
“Yeah, that’s the idea,” he murmured, his hips settling between my splayed thighs. “Now kiss me, little mate.”
His lips were a hairsbreadth from mine, his body radiating heat and bathing me in a sea of lust I couldn’t deny.
So I didn’t.
I kissed him. Not sweetly, not quietly, but passionately, and adored the growl he gave me in return. It rumbled from his chest to mine, a possessive sound that immediately soaked my inner thighs in my readiness.
My wolf submitted on instinct, the much stronger alpha taking control of my mouth with his tongue. I moaned, the wanton rush of lust flooding my every thought.
I was so lost to him.
To his touch.
To his presence.
To his very existence.
The forced fate I’d dwelled on most of my life gave way to a fervor unlike anything I could have anticipated.
I wanted Edon. Badly.
And I allowed him to feel that by pressing my aching heat into his hard shaft. He groaned, the sound coming from deep in his abdomen and exciting my need. “Edon,” I whispered, arching into him again.
“I thought you just wanted a kiss,” he teased, nipping my lower lip and kissing a path to my ear. “Aren’t you worried I can’t perform?”
“The throbbing cock pressing into my pussy says you’ll be just fine,” I replied, swallowing thickly.
“Mmm, I don’t know.” He licked the column of my neck, tasting the perspiration dotting my skin and leaving me shaking beneath him. “Maybe you should be on top, little mate.”
I shuddered, the image of mounting him in my own way destroying my ability to think or respond.
Because yes. Fuck yes. I wanted that more than I wanted to breathe.
And somehow he knew.
He rolled onto his back, taking me with him, his hands on my hips. I straddled him on impulse, keeping my sex against his, my body trembling with unrestrained desire.
“Take me,” he encouraged, his fingers tugging on the shirt I still wore. “But remove this. I want to watch every move as you fuck me, Luna. Every moan, every bounce, every pant will be mine.”
Oh, dear wolf, he’s going to destroy me.
I slowly removed his old shirt from my body, tossing it to the floor below, and licked my lips. His predatory grin had me quivering, the promise in his gaze one I intended to fulfill.
“Scared?” he taunted.
“Terrified,” I whispered. It wasn’t a lie. Because this feeling stirring in my chest? Yeah, that scared me. But I couldn’t stop myself from lifting and taking him inside me, from rocking my hips against his and growling his name low and long from my throat.
This was a gift.
One I cherished more than he would ever know.
The offering of freedom, to express my alpha instincts and take what I wanted from the strong male below.
Most females in my position were never offered such an experience, the males preferring to dominate in every form of the word. But Edon remained still, his body strung tight with the effort of allowing another to dictate the pace and ride him.
A tear slipped from the edge of my eye, one he caught with his thumb before wrapping his palm around the back of my neck and bringing me down for a knowing kiss. Maybe he did understand the gravity of what he offered, which only endeared him to me more.
“Edon,” I whispered.
“Shh.” He licked the seam of my mouth. “Devour me, little mate. Make me yours.”
And I did; with every lick, nip, and kiss, I claimed him. Mine. The only thing I didn’t do was bite—an act I would save for the next full moon, when it truly counted.
My stomach burned, my thighs shaking.
An orgasm hovered on the horizon, the kind that would demolish my ability to think and, likely, my inclination to breathe.
But I chased it anyway, rising and falling onto him, driving him deeper, and moaning every time my clit rubbed him the right way.
Oh, how I needed more.
I picked up the pace, sweat dripping from us both, but it wasn’t enough. I whimpered, collapsing against him, my lips kissing his jaw. My body convulsed almost painfully, the hint of rapture so close yet so far.
Edon threaded his fingers through my hair, bringing me back for a kiss, his opposite hand flattening on my lower back. His bottom half bucked into mine, causing me to gasp against his mouth. Fuck, not even full strength and the man could move.
I caved to his prowess, luxuriating in his skill.
Being on top provided me with the confidence associated with control, but with each stroke upward, he redefined the meaning of alpha. So much poise, so much power, so much perfection.
One of his palms remained on the back of my head while the other slid from my spine to my side and then to my stomach and downward.
The rough pad of his finger flicked my swollen nub, exactly how I needed it, and sent me cascading over the falls into a whirlpool of ecstasy. His name careened from my mouth, only to be swallowed by his as he caressed me through the intense waves of pleasure. Each one rippled over me, driving me to the edge of the earth and back again. I panted, whined, gasped, each noise consumed by Edon as his tongue fucked my mouth with expert skill.
I barely noticed my back hitting the mattress, or the male driving into the apex between my thighs.
All I could think was, This is heaven. With Edon blanketing me in his primal heat, I never wanted to move again. Except my hips still rose to meet his thrusts, my limbs vibrating beneath the onslaught of increased pressure in my lower abdomen, as another spiral of oblivion overwhelmed my senses and covered me in goose bumps.
Fuck…
It wasn’t even my orgasm that had hit me, but Edon’s. He’d left the link open, showering me in his sensations and pulling me into the euphoric black hole with him. And shit, it was hot. Sensual. Amazing.
He gave me everything.
His excitement.
His dominance.
His overwhelming urge to take me all over again as soon as he finished shaking.
His craving for darker pleasures.
I shivered, intrigued by the ideas flooding his thoughts—ideas he didn’t hide from me. He wanted to take me in every way, mark me as his so no one else could touch me.
Except Silas.
I saw him in those fantasies, too. Edon liked the three of us together. No, he more than liked it. He yearned for it. Even now I could sense him communicating to Silas, but I couldn’t hear them. Their link remained separate from the one I shared with Edon. However, I sensed Silas humming words into the alpha’s thoughts—words Edon seemed to be returning.
“What is he saying?” I asked, my thighs still pillowing Edon’s waist.
“That he wants to sleep on the couch,” Edon replied, his lips against my neck. He lifted onto his elbows, his gaze warm as he studied my face. “He seems to think you’ll be uncomfortable if he joins us, so he’s ignoring my command.”
Part of me wanted to grin at the latter part of that sentence, but the former captivated my interest. “Why would I be uncomfortable?”
“You tell me, little mate.” He combed his fingers through my hair. “Are you okay with Silas joining us?”
“What would you do if I said no?” I wondered out loud. “Would you deny him?”
He swallowed, his eyes flicking to the headboard before slowly returning to my face. “If it is the desire of my mate, yes. I think I would have to.”
My eyebrows actually rose. “You would choose me over him?” For some reason, that didn’t elate me the way I had expected it to. Actually, it had the opposite impact. “You can’t do that to Silas.”
He ch
uckled. “I didn’t say I wanted to, Luna. I won’t lie to you. I want him as badly as I want you, but your comfort is important to me. Just as it is to him. If you don’t desire him in our bed, then he wouldn’t want to join us. Which leaves me little choice but to respect both of your wishes.”
I blinked. “You’re not at all who I expected you to be.”
“Considering you were anticipating a male like my father or your father, I’m going to take that as a compliment.” He drew his thumb along my jaw, his eyes tracing the movement. “What should I tell Silas?”
“To get his ass in here,” I replied without hesitation. “Why the hell would he sleep on the couch?”
His lips curled. “It’s as if you can read my mind, darling Luna. Because I said the exact same thing to him.” He kissed me deeply, his cock slowly sliding from my body. “Mmm, fucking you might be my new favorite activity, but Silas needs some relief.”
“I’m fine,” he replied from the side of the room, his lithe form leaning against the doorjamb in a pair of jeans. Water beaded across his naked torso, his hair damp from what I assumed was a recent shower. He must have taken one after his run of the perimeter.
“Prove it,” Edon murmured, slipping off of me to the side. He gathered my body against him, spooning me with his chest to my back so we both faced the entryway. Edon lifted himself onto his elbow while his opposite palm ran over my stomach and downward to the evidence of our fucking. “Come here, Silas.”
The other male narrowed his gaze but walked into the room and shut the door with his heel. He must have said something to Edon, because the alpha chuckled behind me. The vibration coupled with the finger gliding through my folds had my throat drying too much for me to speak.
Not that I knew what to say.
A moan seemed more appropriate, especially with the way Silas’s gaze tracked Edon’s movements. He gripped my thigh and guided my limb backward to rest over his legs, thereby spreading me wide for Silas’s view.
“Doesn’t she have a gorgeous pussy?” the alpha asked softly, his lips near my ear as his hand returned to my center.
Silas visibly swallowed. “Yes.”
“But you’re fine, right?” Edon dipped two fingers into me, penetrating me deep. “Take off your jeans, Silas. Show us how fine you are.”
His glower deepened, those blue eyes darkening to a midnight-blue shade as he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants.
Both males were equally endowed and beautiful in their own rights, but Silas’s shaft was slimmer and longer, while Edon’s was thicker and almost harsher. Somehow, both cocks were appropriate to each man.
And I found myself thirsting for them both despite having just gotten off with Edon inside me.
Silas kicked his jeans off to the side, his hands on his hips. “Satisfied?”
“Me? Very.” Edon circled my clit with his thumb, his entire hand seeming to explore the dampness between my thighs. “But you look uncomfortable, Silas. Maybe we can help with that. Unless you’re still fine.”
I squirmed as Silas knelt on the bed, his heat and presence an aphrodisiac to my senses. Yes, please, my wolf whispered.
“Lie down beside Luna,” Edon instructed him, the authority in his voice leaving no room for argument. It was as if he hadn’t just survived a near-life-threatening beating at all, like he wasn’t still in the process of healing. Although, I felt him pulling on my reserves, just a little, to foster his recovery. He might be in charge again, but he wasn’t at full strength. He was just an alpha with a hell of a lot of ego.
For good reason, I thought, smiling as Silas lay down beside me. “Hi,” I whispered.
“Hi,” he replied, giving me a much softer look than the one he’d given Edon. I sighed as he leaned in to kiss me, his lips soft and warm and coaxing against mine. Never rushed, just all Silas—tasting and mesmerizing.
Edon removed his touch, eliciting a whimper from me that Silas overpowered on a growl.
“Fuck, Edon,” he groaned, arching in a way that removed his mouth from mine.
And I could see why.
Edon had grabbed Silas’s shaft and was stroking him—using the combined juices of our arousal for lubrication.
That was why he’d touched me so completely, to coat his palm in the aftermath of our lovemaking and paint Silas’s cock with it.
My thighs tensed, heat pooling in my lower abdomen. Because wow, that was hot. And Silas seemed to approve as well, his eyes closing on a guttural sound as Edon twisted his grip over the head.
Who knew watching a male jack off another man could be so damn arousing?
Or maybe it was just watching these two interact, while sandwiched in the middle, that turned my blood to boiling lava.
Didn’t matter.
I was lost to the moment, my eyes glued to Edon’s hand and the rhythm he set. Not harsh or fast, but firm and knowing. Silas’s muscles tensed, his abdomen a riddle of ridges I wanted to explore with my tongue.
“He’s close, little mate,” Edon murmured against my ear. “Do you want to slide down so he can come in your mouth? Or should I let him come all over your sweet cunt and have him lick you clean?”
Silas responded with an unintelligible noise, his eyes fluttering as his body began to convulse.
“Hmm, seems he decided for you.” Edon nibbled my neck, his warmth a blanket against my back as Silas erupted against my folds, coating me in his seed. “Isn’t he beautiful?”
I nodded. “Yes.” He truly was, with his golden hair falling in waves to his ears, his neck straining from his tensed jaw, and his athletic form bulging with strength.
But it was the growl coming from him I adored most of all. So primal and masculine and utterly fascinating. Mmm, I wanted to hear him do that against my ear.
His eyelids lifted to reveal gorgeous blue irises, slightly unfocused from pleasure. “Fuck, Luna, keep looking at me like that and I’ll come again.”
Edon chuckled, his lips caressing my throat. “I think you should clean her up first. With your tongue.”
Silas shuddered, then leaned in to brush his mouth against mine, his palm falling to my hip. “Did we make a mess, little moon?” He nuzzled my nose, his breath hot against my parted lips. “Do you want me to lick it all up? Or should I massage it into your flesh and mark you as ours?”
Bold words.
But they were met with approval from the male behind me. I felt it through our mating bond. He liked Silas laying claim to me. Just as he enjoyed sharing us both.
“Tell him what you want,” Edon encouraged, his voice deep. “Tell us how to serve you, little mate.”
He kissed my neck while Silas took my mouth, leaving me unable to reply between them. Not that I knew what I desired. I couldn’t choose. I wanted both.
And when I finally had an opportunity to voice that out loud, both males chuckled. Edon’s palm dipped between my legs, his fingers sliding through my folds and mixing our arousals together as one, then brought his hand up for both Silas and me to lick.
No words were exchanged.
Just feelings.
Our bodies moving as one—a joining of instinct alone.
I lost track of who touched whom, whose mouth belonged to whom, and just indulged in the sensations. All the while, I felt Edon’s gentle tug against my strength, his body still healing despite his outward prowess.
And eventually, after much petting and pleasure, the three of us fell into a slumber.
Where I dreamt of a future about a trio of wolves who lived happily ever after.
Only to be eaten alive by society’s rules…
29
Silas
A Little Over Two Weeks Later…
The guests are arriving, I told Edon as I observed from the perimeter.
Car after car traveled down the gravel path toward the heart of the Clemente Clan territory. Inside were a mix of elite wolves and vampires, all here to witness tonight’s full-moon ceremony.
Electricity danced across my fur coa
t, every part of me vigilant.
Tonight was Walter’s last chance to stop Edon’s ascension.
And the last two and a half weeks had been far too quiet for my liking.
His father had to be planning something because no way did he just give up after the strength test. Not after everything he’d pulled. Instead, he’d left the three of us on high alert waiting for an attack that never came.
Which meant we were all exhausted.
Something I suspected was the point.
Anything out of the ordinary? Edon asked.
Other than the fact that I’m the only one guarding the perimeter right now? Not really, no.
Edon was silent for a long moment before saying, They’re up to something.
I know. Because last month, there were twenty of us on perimeter duty. Tonight? None. I wasn’t even technically assigned to be out here. But my loyalty to Edon and Luna put me right where I needed to be.
We have an hour before we begin. I want you nearby when it all starts.
I’ll be there. The confirmation really wasn’t necessary, and neither was his demand, but they added to the formality of today.
We’d fallen into a dangerous rhythm these last few weeks, one where I’d begun to hold a much more powerful place in Edon’s life. Tonight, however, he had reverted me to my place as his progeny.
No, actually, that wasn’t quite right. I’d played the part of progeny at last month’s full-moon ceremony. No one had spoken to me or acknowledged me, apart from my old friend Rae, whom I’d secretly spoken to during the opening reception. And Edon had treated me as if I didn’t exist.
Nothing about tonight compared to my last experience.
Because I had Edon in my head. In my blood. In my very soul.
He’d also put me on protection duty not just for him but for Luna, too.
So no, this was nothing like the first ritual.
I had much more to lose this time.
And yet, I would be losing everything tonight regardless. Because Luna and Edon were about to finalize their mating bond. Once Luna bit him beneath the moon, he would become hers irrevocably, thereby sealing the connection he created a month ago.