Page 77 of Catch a Tiger

He didn’t feel like he was descending into madness either despite the sun setting hours ago.

Let me help you, Rune teased, resting a hand on Mylo’s back in one of the few places that didn’t have a scar.

Skin-on-skin contact and he didn’t get his jaw ripped from his skull.

Make sure she doesn’t see me. I don’t want to scare her, Rune warned, eyeing the marks on Mylo’s ass where that feral little vixen had clawed him up.

His thumb slid across the healed skin, smearing the blood. The monster that had crawled out of hell still didn’t try to shatter his hand for daring to touch him.

Sweet darkness, maybe they could do this without ripping each other apart.

Slower,Rune directed, making sure his body was directly behind Mylo’s so there’d be no accidents.

Why?The monster demanded, glancing at him over his shoulder.She wantsthis, not slow.

Because. Rune grinned when he positioned his dick so Mylo would hit it with his ass on his next thrust.I don’t want to tear your pretty ass up.

Thank fuck they were both…versatile. Had to be with someone like Samuel.Thatmonster was a thousand times worse than the one yanking their vixen up by her hair, making her back arch as she whimpered, her body shaking so badly she had to be close again.

Mylo wrapped his massive hand around her eyes, making sure she couldn’t see Rune. It was ridiculous to see how small she looked against the second, but that hand practically covered the entire top half of her head.

His attention went to where Mylo’s dick entered his mate and he tugged the other tiger’s hips back gently, getting him to pull out and then he pushed him back inside. Rune dropped his head against those broad shoulders when that slick, wet sound nearly made him burst. His nose was filled with the scent of Mylo’s cum, altered by their mate’s essence even if they couldn’t smell it.

It changed the sharp lust into something almost sweet, butso cold. It turned that citrus scent into something more like a lemon creamsicle.

Rune didn’t dare look, not when he was just barely holding on. He timed his movements to Mylo’s, pulling the alpha tiger’s hand off her hip and settling it onhisthigh so Rune would know where it was.

He pressed his hand to Vix’s stomach then, just like Mylo had, pushing her back into the alpha, sliding down…

The gasp she made when he held her slick heat nearly broke him, and he dug the fingers of his other hand into Mylo’s hip so he didn’t ruin this.

Jesus. There was so much lubricant between everything gushing out of her, sliding down her legs, Mylo’s endless cum—shit.

Talk to her, he practically begged.Tell her something—anything. I need to be inside you and I don’t think I can be quiet enough.

Rune couldn’t decide if he was more shocked that Mylo complied or that he was still alive.

No broken bones.

“Kitten, are you still with me?”

He’d never heard such savage gentleness before in his life.

Rune removed his hand from her heat just like Mylo would when she didn’t answer, taking the opportunity to carefully slide his fingers inside that hot ass.

“Do you want me to slow down?” Mylo asked, his voice so deep it barely registered on this plane of existence.

How much would this alpha let him take before he tried to kill him?

Rune did something spectacularly stupid then, trusting their mate to ground the psycho pushing back onto his fingers.

Pressing his lips to the skin of Mylo’s back, he breathed in the scent filling the room, choking him with the scent that had pulled him out of hell—truehell.

The other tiger went completely still, but he didn’t destroy Rune.

It was enough.

“I need you to answer me,” Mylo growled, shaking Vix just a little.

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