Page 38 of Dawn of the Pack

“Lily.” My name falls from his lips with such reverence that my heart stutters before resuming its racing rhythm. Our lips meet in a deep, soulful exchange while he continues to throb within me.

I reach back for Jared to pull my other mate into a mind-shattering kiss. The three of us together in this moment are just… perfect.

I drink in his soulful gaze before softly pressing my mouth to his again. Jared’s hands slip away, and a few moments later he returns and settles into the couch next to us. My body is practically liquid. The two of them spread me across their laps, fingertips trailing over my sweaty skin, and we cool down as one.

“Now that’s the way to celebrate a victory.” Jared lifts my hand to press a kiss to my palm.

“I’m not so sure,” I reply in an uncertain tone.

“What’s wrong, Lily?” Ever concerned for my well-being, Landon sounds upset.

“I just think we ought to keep practicing. I want to make sure we get it right.”

There’s a long, pregnant moment of silence.

Then Jared asks carefully. “When are you wanting to practice again?”

“Again? Who said we stopped?”

The boys shake with laughter, but after a beat they realize I’m not laughing.

“What are you saying?”

“I’m saying I have multiple fated mates. I think I should work on my stamina.”

They exchange another of those glances. “And what exactly is your plan?”

I pretend to check my watch, then stretch lazily. “I’m going to get a drink of water, and then I’m going to lie naked in my bed. You two figure it out.”

With that, I stand up and strut toward the bedroom without a backward glance.

Chapter Seventeen

Derrek

“Derrek.” The seductive whisper curls my toes and sends blood rushing to my lower extremities. It’s Lily’s voice, a throaty purr promising pleasure that starts shivers coursing over my skin.

I roll over and open my eyes to find myself in a giant bed, with a nest of snow-white covers and a pale, raven-haired beauty gazing at me with lust-filled emerald eyes. Bright sunlight pours in from tall windows, and gauzy curtains drape the bed around us.

“Lilliana,” I sigh, reaching for her body and pulling her close. I could cry from the joy of seeing her again, safe and lovely, wearing scraps of black lace over her luscious curves.

My hands rove over every inch of her silky skin, mouth devouring hers. Her clever tongue teases mine, delicious moans pouring from her throat in response to the skilled touch of my fingers.

I pull away to trail kisses along her neck, and my name tumbles from her lips in ecstasy. “Derrek… Derrek!” It’s the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard, and it spurs my need to join our bodies, to feel her as intimately as one person can another.

I have no more patience, not even to remove her lingerie. I need to be inside her, to feel that connection.

She wants the same, rolling onto her back and spreading her legs for me to settle between. I’m rock hard, so incredibly beyond ready for this moment. I’ve been ready for it for months. Lily’s eyes are practically glowing as she gazes up at me with adoration, chest rising and falling rapidly with desperate little pants. Her fingers trail hungrily over my chest.

Braced on one arm, I ease the thin barrier of lace aside and lovingly bury myself inside her.

I’ve never felt anything so incredible, like she was made for me. Lily’s back arches, her chin tilting back in ecstasy as my name continues to tumble from her lips.

“Leaf!” For some reason, her switching to my given name empowers me, sending energy coursing through my veins.

We move together slowly at first, quickly increasing the pace until I’m slamming into her with powerful strokes that make her gasp, her body writhing beneath mine and encouraging me to move faster. Her arms and legs cling to me, leveraging her strength as we race toward completion.

“Leaf, Leaf!” Her voice is thick with desperation, and I’m determined to bring her to an earth-shattering completion.

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