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“My turn,” I said after a few moments, gently pulling Atlas away from Elias and toward my own aching cock. He switched between us eagerly, worshipping each of us in turn while Caden waited with growing anticipation.
When Atlas finally turned his attention to Caden, the dryad’s knees nearly buckled at the first touch of that talented tongue. His magic flared so brightly it illuminated the entire room, flowers beginning to bloom from cracks in the stone walls as his power responded to the intense pleasure. I knew their reaction was strong because of their mated bond, but something about Atlas being Caden’s familiar made it even more intense as their power and pleasure spilled through the tetrad bond.
“Gods, Atlas,” Caden moaned, his usually gentle voice rough with need. “You’re so fucking good at this.”
We established a rhythm, Atlas moving between the three of us with increasing desperation, his own arousal evident in the way his hips ground against nothing as he serviced us. The training room filled with our combined moans and gasps, the sound echoing off the walls as our magic created a feedback loop of shared sensation.
“I need more,” Atlas panted during a brief pause, looking up at us with wild golden eyes. “Please, I need one of you to fuck me. I can’t take much more of this.” He paused, glancing up at Caden. “Or maybe all of you should take turns fucking me.” Henodded slowly, a smile coming to his lips. “Yeah. That’s what I need.”
“I think I should go first,” Caden said, grabbing Atlas by the collar and hauling him to his feet. “I’m his mate, after all.”
Atlas growled his approval, already yanking down his pants, his powerful body trembling with anticipation as his cock sprang free. Caden ran his hands over the sculpted muscles of Atlas’s back, marveling at his mate and how beautiful he looked submitting to us all.
“Do you want me to go get some lube?” Elias asked, always the practical one, even when his cock was leaking pre-cum onto the floor.
“No need,” Caden grinned. “I can make my own. Nature magic makes that part easy.”
With a gesture from Caden, vines sprouted from the stone floor, their leaves glistening with a natural nectar that smelled like honey and wildflowers. The amber-eyed dryad smiled as he collected the sweet substance on his fingers, his magic ensuring it would provide perfect lubrication.
“Turn around,” Caden commanded softly, his usual gentle demeanor taking on an edge of dominance that surprised all of us. “Hands against the wall.”
Atlas obeyed without hesitation, bracing his muscular frame against the training room wall. The sight of him bent over, presenting himself so willingly, sent a fresh wave of arousal through our tetrad bond. His powerful shoulders flexed as Caden’s slick fingers began to prepare him, drawing low groans from the werewolf’s throat.
“Fuck, Caden,” Atlas panted, pushing back against the intrusion. “Don’t tease me. I want you inside menow.”
Through our connection, I could feel Atlas’s desperation, his need to be filled and claimed. But I could also sense Caden’scareful control, his determination to make this perfect for his mate despite the overwhelming lust coursing through all of us.
“Patience,” Caden murmured, working a second finger into Atlas’s tight heat. “I want you ready for me. Forallof us.”
Chapter 25
Wild
Elias moved to stand beside me, our shoulders brushing as we watched the intimate scene unfold. His hand found mine, our fingers intertwining as our soul bond pulsed with shared arousal. The sight of our friends preparing to make love was more erotic than anything I’d ever experienced.
“Have you ever watched before?” Elias whispered, his voice barely audible over Atlas’s increasingly vocal responses to Caden’s careful work.
“Not like this,” I admitted, my cock throbbing as Caden added a third finger, stretching Atlas open with methodical precision. “Never with people I cared about.”
Atlas’s legs were trembling now, his powerful frame shaking with need as Caden’s fingers found that perfect spot inside him. The werewolf’s head fell forward against the wall, a broken moan escaping his lips.
“Please, Caden,” he begged, his voice cracking with desperation. “I’m ready. I need your cock inside me.”
Caden withdrew his fingers slowly, positioning himself behind his mate. The moment his cock pressed against Atlas’s prepared entrance, all four of us held our breath. Through the tetrad bond, we could feel Atlas’s anticipation, Caden’s nervousexcitement, and the overwhelming rightness of what was about to happen.
“I love you,” Caden whispered, pushing forward slowly until just the head of his cock breached Atlas’s tight ring of muscle.
Atlas’s response was a wordless cry of pleasure that echoed through our bond, his submission mixing with Caden’s gentle dominance in a way that made my knees weak. Inch by inch, Caden pushed himself deeper until he was fully seated inside his mate. At the same time, I felt Elias’s hand reach over and begin stroking my cock absentmindedly. I let out a soft moan, slipping a hand down his ass and pressing my middle finger against his tight hole.
Elias gasped, leaning into my touch as my finger teased his entrance. Through our bond, I felt his pleasure spike, matching the rhythm of Caden’s first slow thrusts into Atlas.
“Fuck, that’s good,” Atlas growled, his voice deeper than I’d ever heard it as Caden began to find his pace. “Harder, please.”
Caden complied, his gentle nature giving way to something more primal as he gripped Atlas’s hips and drove into him with increasing force. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the training room, punctuated by Atlas’s increasingly desperate moans.
“You two look so hot together,” I murmured, slipping my finger deeper into Elias while continuing to stroke his cock. My mate shuddered against me, his magic flickering blue around us as his pleasure built. He’d never let me touch him like this before.
“I want to try that,” Elias whispered, his eyes never leaving Caden and Atlas. “I want to fuck Atlas while you and Caden watch.”
