Page 46 of Hidden Pain

“Feels so good,” Kingsley uttered breathlessly.

“Feels complete,” Lily added. Her head thrust back.

Sweat covered them all, and the air was filled with the scents and sounds of their sex. This is how they would always be.

Hunter moved his way up to Lily’s neck and allowed his fangs to descend. Even with Kingsley in his ass, Hunter wasn’t able to give up complete power and control. The moment was right, and he intended to take Lily properly.

“Come, Lily,” he ordered.

The bear obeyed. Her eyes went wide, and her teeth descended. Her pussy clamped down on his dick, and as Hunter emptied himself inside her, she milked every drop of his seed with her orgasm. Then with his fangs fully descended, he bit down on Lily’s neck at the same time she bit him. She was marked with his scent forever, and he with hers.

“Fuck, that’s beautiful.” Kingsley gasped from behind them. The human buried his dick in Hunter’s ass and roared out his own orgasm before sagging over Hunter’s left shoulder. Lily sat up as best she could and bit down into Kingsley’s collar bone just as Hunter turned his head and did the same. Kingsley’s dick pulsated harder in his ass, the warmth of the human’s seed filling him up with each spurt.

“Forever,” Lily said. “Freedom from the pain we’ve all kept hidden.”

“Always,” Kingsley and Hunter responded together.

“I hope you two have had your rabies shots with all that biting.” Kingsley said as he pulled out of Hunter’s ass and collapsed on the bed, rubbing at where he was bleeding from the bites on either side of his neck. Hunter laughed as he withdrew from Lily and lay down in between them. He was more exhausted than he’d ever been in his life.

Lily suddenly went very quiet. She brought her finger up to her mouth and worried at its tip.

“Spit it out,” Hunter ordered and brought her into his arms.

“It’s not fair. Kingsley can’t mark us in the same way as we have him and each other. He has two marks so people will know that he belongs to us, but how will everyone know we belong to him.”

Hunter hadn’t thought of that. Kingsley could bite them, but human teeth were nothing like animals’ and wouldn’t leave a permanent impression.

“I don’t know. Maybe we can wear something to show it.” The wolf was thinking quickly on the spot. But wearing something wouldn’t be the same—it could be taken off. It wasn’t permanent.

“I’ve already thought of that.” Kingsley slid from the bed and on wobbly legs made his way across the room and picked up a pad of paper from the dressing table. He brought it over to the bed and sat down. Hunter moved and felt Kingsley’s cum slipping out of his ass. He scrunched his face up at the odd sensation.

Kingsley winked at him. “You can have the wet spot tonight.”

The human flicked through the pages of the book and presented them with a design he’d obviously drawn. It was a sketch of a human hand with one finger missing, a bear’s paw, and a wolf’s paw entwined within the letters K, H, and L. It was an amazing drawing, intricate and realistic.

Hunter reached out and touched it.

“You did this?” he asked.

“I’ve been working on it for a while. With your permissions, I’d like to get this tattooed onto both of you. My mark permanently on your skins like the scars I’ll have from your bites.”

“Yes,” Lily instantly replied. “Can we go and get them done now?”

She jumped from the bed and began searching for clothes.

“What do you say?” Kingsley asked Hunter again. The wolf could see his mate was worrying whether it would be a step too far for him.

“On one condition,” Hunter responded.

“What? Do you want something changed? I can do that. It doesn’t have to be anywhere on your body where it shows.” Kingsley looked down at the drawing, and his excitement of earlier deflated. Hunter reached out for the human’s hand, and with his other hand, he beckoned a half dressed Lily back over.

“My only condition is that you do it. That’s non-negotiable. I want it where everyone can see it. I’ll never hide who I belong to…it’s to both of you. Forever.”

Epilogue

The pounding music was already giving Jackson Gates a headache. He wasn’t the sort of person who enjoyed clubs, especially those that were nothing short of a brothel. He was a loner at heart, preferring to complete his duties for Nuka Lincoln and then hide away with a good book or explore high up in the mountains of his home. He had to be careful, though, because a black panther against the crisp white snow was an instant indicator to the annoying humans that all was not right.

“This way please.” The lioness, dressed only in a small thong, led Nuka followed by Ciaran and then him through the main area of the club to a more secluded room. Nuka would more than likely participate in the delights of the women in the club while he was here. The man was more highly sexually charged than Casanova himself, and that particular lover was a hyena. They were well known for constantly having sex…mainly because the women were full of male hormones and had the biggest mother fucking clits Jackson had ever seen.

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