Page 49 of Make Me

“That’s a handy spell,” she teased, her fingertips trailing across the healing bite mark on his chest. She liked seeing her mark on him. She craned her head back to see the matching mark on Cody’s neck. It still looked a little inflamed, as she hadn’t given it much attention. She leaned up and ran her tongue across it. Cody groaned.

“That’s enough of that, or we’ll be going again.” Cody grabbed her arms softly, pushing her back. “Besides, you have one more mate to claim.” He tilted his head towards Mylo, who was sitting back against the tree. The panther hybrid was deadly still, but his eyes were bright as he restrained himself.

Bethany left Cody and Zack as she crawled towards Mylo. She settled herself on his lap, fully naked. There was almost something naughty about her bare skin rubbing against his clothes. His arms snaked around her waist and drew her closer to him. She rested her forehead against his and closed her eyes when he purred.

“We don’t have to,” he whispered. “I’m fine to wait.”

“I want to,” Bethany said. She repeated her earlier words. “We have a lifetime to get to know each other.”

“I don’t know if I can last very long,” he admitted, his cheeks as red as his berry-stained lips. “I’ve never done this before.”

Bethany purred. Her lioness liked that. “That’s okay,” she whispered. “Just let me feel you.”

He nodded, and she pulled back. He didn’t move a muscle as her hands fell to his pants, pushing them down until his cock sprung free. It wasn’t as thick as Cody’s, but it was longer, with a slight curve to it. She ran her hands up and down, twisting them slightly. His head fell back against the tree, and he groaned. She bit her lip, enjoying the powerful feeling that spread inside her as she watched him come apart.

A moan from next to her had her looking over. Cody and Zack were lying on their sides, facing them. Cody was behind Zack, and from the slow thrusts of his hips, he must have been buried deep inside him. Zack’s face was slack with pleasure, but his eyes were on Bethany.

A sharp pang of heat shot through her, her center clenching on nothing. Her marks were still bright on their skin, still healing, and it made her possessive instincts sing.

“Enough,” Mylo growled out. “I want to be inside you.”

Bethany moaned softly at his words and rose to her knees. Mylo traced his fingers through her wetness, dipping two inside her. His fingers running over her over-sensitized nerve endings forced a throaty groan from her.

She placed the tip of his cock at her entrance and sank down on him. He groaned loudly, his face contorted in pleasure. Bethany raised herself up and sank down again, determined to keep that expression on his face.

“Place your fingers on her clit,” Zack rasped from next to them. “Rub small circles around it.”

Bethany moaned as Mylo followed his instructions. She looked over at Cody and Zack and clenched down on Mylo. He groaned and bucked his hips up harder. While she was looking at Cody and Zack, Cody buried his face in Zack’s neck, just above where her mark was and sank his teeth into Zack’s neck. Zack let out a stuttered breath as he came.

The sight of his orgasm triggered Bethany’s own, surprising her as it swept over her. Mylo groaned as her clenching muscles took him over the edge, too. She fell forward into Mylo’s chest, placing her teeth at his neck as he buried his face in her neck. They bit down at the same time, the bond snapping into place instantly.

Bethany groaned as a mini orgasm swept through her. She felt wrung out with pleasure, her muscles liquid and barely able to move. But an overwhelming feeling of contentment filled her. All three bonds danced inside her, humming with a quiet pleasure. Each felt a bit different like each of her men, but together, Bethany felt like she could take on anything. Was this what Mylo was talking about? This feeling of invincibility and strength the bonds filled her with? She felt silly for fighting against it so hard now that she felt the bonds. She couldn’t change the past, but she could focus on the future.

Mylo tilted her head up, catching her lips in a soft, sweet kiss. She could still taste the berries he had for lunch as she swiped her tongue across his lips. He chuckled softly and kissed her deeper. A soft blanket settled over her shoulders. She looked up as Zack settled next to her. Cody settled on her other side, placing a hand on her back as if he couldn’t not touch her.

Bethany’s lioness purred as her mates settled in around her. Warmth filled her as she slumped against them, a low, contented sigh escaping her lips.

“I hate to ruin the moment,” Cody said, “but the prisoners have probably reached the Fortis patch by now.”

Bethany felt Mylo nod above her. “Probably,” he admitted.

A pang of guilt shot through her, but just as quickly, Bethany shoved it down. She wouldn’t feel bad about claiming her mates. She wouldn’t change anything about it, including the time and place.

“Why would they want Fortis specifically?” Zack asked, resting his head against Bethany’s shoulder. “There’s no more ultimate weapon, right? Claire destroyed that.”

“She did,” Bethany confirmed quietly. That was a good question. What would they want the Fortis for? To be stronger, right? But for what?

“That’s been bothering me, too,” Cody admitted. “We know it makes you stronger and can make your skin or fur impenetrable with a dark magic spell, but for what? If this truly was a prisoner escape, wouldn’t it have been best if they split up and disappeared into the Realm?”

Zack hummed as he thought out loud. “Instead, they stayed as a group. Almost like they had orders. But from whom? The inside person who helped them escape? And orders to do what? Without the dark magic, the Fortis would give them a short burst of strength but would also be highly addicting. With the dark magic, though, it still takes a toll. So, if they were smart, they would save it for one shot at something, but what would be worth doing that for? The Fae lands are on lockdown.”

“But Claire doesn’t have her magic,” Bethany breathed, sitting up straight. “What if they wanted to free Roland and Vanya and take out Claire at the same time? They’re on lockdown, but the Elves returned to the Forest and our pack and pride returned to their territory as well. Without Claire’s magic, what if they’re going to try for the Fae Lands?”

Cody growled, “I think you’re right.”

Zack frowned but agreed. “That would make sense. I wish we knew who the inside person was.”

“Holly and her mates are taking care of that,” Bethany said. “But if we’re right, we have to get to the Fae lands if the prisoners are heading there next.”

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