Page 56 of Tangled Hearts

“If you scowl anymore, I’m afraid you might just stay like that, brother,” Gray chuckled, as he sat down next to me.

Blondie’s moan had arousal tickling down my spine.

“He can have his turn with our mate,” he said, but I heard the strain in his voice.

“Are you sure, because you sound like you might need to blow off steam?” I grumbled, but satisfied he was in the same boat as I was.

“No one is safe from those moans, I don’t care who you are,” he said, looking back at the house. “Not even Max, poor guy is running. I’m certain he’s even feeling the effects of her smell and those delicious noises she’s making.”

We groaned in unison when we felt a roll of her pleasure go through us.

“Why the fuck do we have to feel that?” I snarled, hating, but also loving feeling her pleasure.

“I don’t know, but feeling that when I’m thrusting into her has to be the best feeling,” he grunted. “Her pleasure intertwined with my own is bliss.”

He had a point, but feeling horny with no one but your twin by your side was not ideal. A wolf passed in front of us, and I was envious of the shifter because he probably couldn’t feel her pleasure. I wondered how he was doing with this entire situation.

“I feel bad for the guy,” Gray said, looking where Max had disappeared to. “Trapped as her cat, only to be in love with her and when you finally become human, she’s someone else’s mate.”

“I think their bond still exists,” I said, glancing at Gray. “Don’t you feel it?”

“His connection to us?” Gray looked over his shoulder at me. “I think I even felt in his cat form.”

“He was a pain in the ass,” I said, trying to keep the fondness out of my voice.

“You threw him out of a window,” he deadpanned.

Shit. I forgot about that. “He was being a dick.”

“You were being a dick.” Max’s voice came up from behind us.

“In my defense, I thought she was manipulating my brother.” I grimaced knowing that wasn’t a good reason.

“If we are being honest, I was hoping you would do something rash,” he grinned, walking around us. “I knew she could heal me, and I was counting on you being irrational.”

I tried to hide the shock on my face. “Damn, cat man, didn’t think you were that sly,” I laughed.

He shrugged. “Desperate times call for desperate measures.”

Gray laughed, but it turned into a groan when we felt Ryder's bond snap into place. I panted from the feeling, my skin crawled with ecstasy and all I wanted was to bury myself inside her.

“Fuck, I have to get out of here before I do something stupid,” I said, before I ran away.

The remnants of her pleasure haunted me as I ran further away. He had a few hours with his mate before I was going to barge in on them and do what I had been dying to do.

The run didn’t help. Her moans and cries were on an endless loop in my mind, along with the remnant pleasure. I said a few hours, but not even an hour later I was creeping into the house like I was sneaking into my girlfriend’s room, trying not to get caught.

The house was silent as I ran up the stairs, spotting my twin by their door. I wanted to laugh that we were both desperate for her and how typical it was for us to be here. When he looked at me, he scowled at my smirk. Gray could play like he was unaffected all day long, but I knew he was just as crazy about her as I was.

“They are asleep,” he whispered.

“I know, but her scent is driving me insane,” I said, walking up to the door.

“Soren, let him have his time with his mate.” Gray put a hand on my chest stopping me from entering.

Just come in. Ryder's voice came into our minds.

He didn’t have to tell me twice. I opened the door quickly, smelling sex in the room. Ryder with a sleeping Oria draped over his chest with a sheet covering the lower half of their bodies and there was a smile on Ryder's face.

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