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“Caleb’s been teaching me. Do you like that, sweet girl?” The shit-eating grin on his lips makes my cock swell. It’s been far too long since I’ve put my bratty mate in his place. “Wait until you hear Nebula’s version. Fucking panty-drenching!”
Omen’s eyes wander to me, and I offer her a half grin. “I’ll let you hear it one day, babygirl,” I promise. “For now though, you are exhausted. Let’s get you back to your nest so you can sleep.”
While Nex and Cal help her back upstairs, Titan and I take our time shutting off the lights and making sure the doors are locked up.
After those mercenaries tried to capture Omen at the cemetery, we had a security company install an advanced security system with motion detectors on every window and at all of the entrances, even the door to the enclosed patio up front. We’re taking as many precautions as we can to keep our girl safe.
With the house locked up, we join our mates upstairs. Seeing the closed nest door hurts my heart, but I know my girl isn’t ready for me to join her. For now, Titan and I will sleep out here. Close enough we can be there in a second if she needs us.
The bed dips as someone climbs between us. The soft scent of cedar and violet relaxes my tense limbs.
“I think your Alpha needs a distraction. Are you going to be a good boy and help him out?” Titan’s wide palm wraps around Cal’s throat, pulling our beta back against his chest. Arousal stirs along my spine, my cock straining to escape my boxer briefs.
Watching Callisto melt in submission always leaves me in awe. His muscles relax one by one until he’s soft and pliant, and his eyes get heavy-lidded as he starts to anticipate the pleasure our control promises.
Titan’s free hand slips into Cal’s sweats, gripping his length and pumping him in long, dragging motions that quickly have whimpers slipping from our beta’s lips. “What do you think, Neb? Want to sink into our good boy’s ass while I choke on his cock?”
“Fuck yes,” I grunt, already shoving my boxers off and reaching for the lube we stashed in the bedside table.
By the time I turn back to my packmates, Titan has Callisto naked and kneeling on all fours over top of him. The sight of Tee swallowing Cal’s cock nearly has me coming like a damn preteen. I shuffle forward, careful not to kneel on Titan’s hair as I press myself against Callisto’s back.
The room fills with the heavenly groans and gasps of my mate as I stretch him to take me. One finger, two, three, thenfour. I need to be knotted deep inside of his ass. To feel him shatter around me as I force him over the edge again and again.
“Alpha, please,” he begs. Sweat soaks his forehead where he is leaning against the headboard, and his eyes are already dazed. The need shining through them travels down our bond and amplifies my own, snapping what is left of my restraint.
“You want my cock, babyboy? Want me to stretch this tight hole until you can feel me in your throat?” His skin dimples beneath my fingers as I grip his hips and start to press inside of him. Fucking Fates, the warm grip of his ass on my dick is worship of the headiest variety. I may be the god he’s pledged a lifetime of devotion to, but he’s the blood that keeps my heart pumping.
“Look at you, taking all of Nebula’s thick cock. You’re such a good boy for your Alphas.”
Callisto’s arms shake as he tries to balance on Titan’s chest to meet all of my thrusts, but my alpha packmate isn’t having it. He grips Cal’s waist, locking him in place and forcing him to endure whatever pace we set. I’m entranced watching him lap around Cal’s tip, tongue sliding down his length before he swallows him to the base again.
A husky moan slips through Callisto’s lips as he comes for the first time, the sound turning pleading as we push him higher. He barrels into another release, one strong enough to have him collapsing. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and pull him up against my chest, giving Titan the chance to slip to his knees.
They kiss, the sound of the sloppy press of their lips as lewd as the glide of my cock deep inside of my beta’s ass. Titan meets my eyes over Cal’s shoulder and I know with just that look what he needs. It’s my turn to wrap my hand around Callisto’s throat and lock him in place as Titan shoves his shorts down and starts jerking himself off.
Rapid flicks of his wrist match the pace of my frenzied thrusts until his head is falling back. Sticky white cum paints Callisto’s chest and stomach, dripping down to coat his semi-hard cock.
When Titan drags his fingers through the mess and presses them into Cal’s mouth, deep enough to make our beta gag, I explode. One harsh snap of my hips has my knot slipping into Callisto’s ass and locking us together. My cum leaks out around my knot, mixing in the evidence of our love on the bed.
CHAPTER THIRTY
Now Playing: Ascensionism- Sleep Token
Warm amber and woodsy oud wrap around my body like a perfectly balanced weighted blanket. The silver fissures of Nexus’ mask stand out against the dark background, grounding me in this sea of nothingness we’re swimming in.
My core aches, slick leaking down my thighs. I can’t quite remember what happened before we got here, but the lingering scents of the rest of his pack tell me this is another fevered dream about Primordial Covenant.
It’s been months since I fantasized about them. Maybe it was my body’s way of trying to cope with their absence. Now that I can feel the bonds with Nexus and Nebula in my heart, all of my buried longing is rushing back to the surface.
Watching them practice in their home studio every night for the past four days hasn’t helped the recurrence of my obsession with their band either. Their mannerisms are too similar to their stage presence to pretend they aren’t the same men whose music sets my soul aflame.
The heated, bedroom eyes they give me throughout each performance don’t help matters much. My perfume has flooded their studio, permanently embedding itself in the soundproofing panels installed on the walls.
Not a single one of them has complained, though. If anything they seem to be thrilled to surround themselves with my scent.
Need rages through my body as I remember the way they’d moved around the room last night. When Nebula had stalked across the room to press a messy kiss to Callisto’s lips while they’d played, I’d nearly come on the spot. These men are dangerous for my heart and my wardrobe.
Warm hands meets the bare skin of my waist, slipping down to cup my mound. A whimper slips through my parted lips as I jerk my hips up against the heat. Silently pleading for more. For release.
