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Anders slides his hand up and his fingers wrap around my throat. Who the fuck knows where that came from, but I don’t care because it feelswonderful.

My eyes clench shut as I focus on the way his crown brushes my G-spot, only to be stolen away. That’s fine. I can come from teasing my own clit, but I also wish he would just roll me over and rut me through the mattress.

“I’m getting hints of your thoughts in the bond…” Anders fucks into me even harder as his hand tightens on my throat. “It’s a fucking gift to be able to tell what you like.”

I nod wildly against his shoulder. It’s equally as indescribable to feel his yearning and pleasure bouncing back at me in the link. “More, please…deeper.”

Anders chuckles darkly, and those spikes rake every pleasure center I’ve got. “I do love hearing you beg for me.” He picks up his pace again, and I can feel his tip bumping against my lower abdomen from the inside out.

“Mmm.” Lorcan’s voice makes me jolt, and my eyes fly open. “I knew if I followed the bond, I would find a delicious treat.” His bright gray eyes sparkle with mirth, and he wraps his hand in my hair, tilting my face back. “Such a beautiful mess.”

The combination of Anders’s applying pressure to my throat as Lorcan tugs my hair and shoves his tongue into my mouth is perfection. I bend my knees and lift the top one, trying to give my lion even deeper access. Goose bumps break out down my arms as my nipples tighten.

My inner walls clamp down on Anders’s length, and his spikes seem to grow even more…spike-like. It’s hella intense, but in the best way possible.

I lose the ability to stay quiet as I explode.

My lion growls from behind me, pumping into me a few more times before his cock swells. “Thank God,” he groans, like he just realized he doesn’t have to hold out anymore.

I would smile, but Lorcan has my tongue occupied.

Euphoria slams into me, not just from my orgasm, but also from Anders’s. My body shivers as I leak around his swollen shaft, and the sensation sends me over the edge.

Lorcan drinks down my sounds, somehow managing to grin into the filthy, messy kiss.

Hot cum floods my core as Anders shudders behind me. Their scents mingle in the air, making me floaty as I drink down their potent pheromones, but I do everything I can to work my hips through his orgasm.

Anders finally stops jolting and moves his hand from my throat to my jaw. He tears me away from the kiss with Lorcan, tilting my mouth back to meet his. All I can pick up in the bond is his smug contentment, and I do my best to send back thoughts of how thoroughly he just rocked my world.

“Not to ruin a perfectly sweet moment,” Lorcan says, sounding a little too amused. “But I did come up here with a purpose, and I’m afraid you’ll be angry if I further delay explaining what that is.”

Anders releases me, and I turn back to my druid with my chest heaving.

“What’s up?”

“I met your mother. Lovely woman. I see where you get your ethereal beauty.” Lorcan grins as my mouth falls open. “And the blood witch, the one you mentioned masquerades asa fertility witch. Nadia, I believe that is her name. They’re both downstairs, waiting.”

Anders’s chest vibrates behind me with his low chuckle, and I fight the urge to elbow him in the gut.

“My mother is here?” I squeak.

“Indeed.” Lorcan smirks. “Don’t worry, Veryn is keeping them busy, and I purposely came up to place a sound barrier around the room. You can thank me now for being a conscientious mate.”

My hands land on his chest, giving him a shove as I wiggle off Anders’s cock.

“I’m so gonna kill you when they leave.”

Chapter Thirty-Five

Veryn

Ember has a total nervous breakdown when she finally makes it down the stairs, but Emerson is chill. She already knows Ember and I bonded, and she got the full Lorcan introduction.

Based on the way Nadia grins, I’m going to go ahead and guess she knows why Ember was delayed too.

Anders, for being old as fuck, looks exceptionally uncomfortable when Emerson pulls him into a hug. Seriously, he and Ember give it away more with their reactions than anything.

Lorcan’s eyes glimmer as they meet mine, and he finally offers Anders a lifeline when he claps. “The entirety of the pack is waiting. We likely should get to it.”

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