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“Where are we going?” Derrick asked as they walked deeper into the woods.

“There’s a guest cabin not too far ahead.” She stumbled on something.

He growled and lifted her into his arms. “There’s no one around.”

She slid her arms around his neck and smiled. “I’m not arguing, Alpha.”

Why her use of his title turned him on, he couldn’t say, but it did. And so he walked faster, his need for her skyrocketing. He put her down at the door of the small cabin they encountered.

She pushed open the door and they followed her inside. The place was sparsely decorated, but comfortable. She didn’t stop in the living room, instead leading them into a bathroom, a lot bigger than he’d imagined. The shower could easily fit the three of them. Seemed like his mate knew that, from the teasing smile she gave them.

He shook his head and released the last of the tension in his body. This woman was theirs, all theirs. Mallory was one of the stronger females in their prowl who had opposed his mating to Savannah, and Savi took her easily. Her cousins, at least the stronger ones, supported her, so he wouldn’t have to worry about anyone else challenging her. The last of his worries about her being alpha female disappeared and he could see hers did as well.

Watching her fight had stirred his animal instincts. Base desire hardened his body until he thought he would explode. She stripped out of her sweatshirt, and Derrick growled at the bruises blooming along her skin, with the healing cuts. He wondered how much the tank top she still wore hid. She slid her pants down her legs.

“It’s not as bad as you think, babe.” She went to Derrick and wrapped her arms around him. “Whatever power we raised in the circle went a long way to healing most of the bruises.”

“I still don’t like it.” Derrick grumbled, kissing her.

Carlos removed his clothes as he watched them kiss. He started the water, making sure it was warm. Savannah turned and smiled at him, before slipping easily into his arms. He lifted her and smiled, resting her against the wall. She leaned back and lifted her tank top dragging off her sports bra with it. She shifted her hips back and forth making a show of it. He was entranced. Heat gathered in her eyes as she wormed her way out of her remaining clothes.

He purred as her beautiful breasts slipped from beneath her top. God the woman was luscious. How they got so lucky he would never know. Before her hands could fully escape her top, he sucked her nipple into his mouth. She moaned, tossing the top aside, holding his head to her chest. She was so sensual, his mate. Though she’d had doubts about being alpha female, she had never been shy once she’d been in their bed. Carlos hooked his hands under her supple ass and lifted her. Her legs gripped his waist, the heels of her feet pushing into his back.

He growled and walked them into the shower stall, his mate clutching at his shoulders. Hunger rose in him until he was dizzy. Gathering steam played against her skin, beading up and trickling down from her shoulders to her hips before dripping to the floor.

He nuzzled into her neck. “Do you still hurt anywhere, baby?” He ran his hands down the side of her body rolling his palms over her thighs, gently parting them.

She lifted her hips into him and moaned, “no, Alpha, but if you need to…you know... inspect my entire body, then I won’t mind.”

His hands slid up her back, holding her in place while he feasted on her breast. She twisted at her waist, offering the other nipple its turn. Hungrily Carlos took it, rolling it between his tongue and the roof of his mouth. He modified his hold on her, grabbing her hips and moving her until her moist center settled, scorching hot along his cock. Using her legs, she lifted, the heat of her sex sliding up and down on his shaft. He wanted inside her… now.

Derrick slipped into the stall closing the door behind him. Carlos turned, placing Savannah between the two of them. The Beta moved her hair, scraping his canines along the side of her neck. She arched her back and took full advantage, Carlos still suckling at her breast.

“There is nothing stopping us from making you ours.” Derrick whispered.

“I’m ready,” she panted, turning her head to kiss him, lifting her hands to wrap them around the Beta’s head.

Carlos’ panther leapt forward and his canines descended. Alpha power suffused him, and impatience rode him. He slid his hands down her body and parted the lips of her sex. She was hot, wet and ready for him. He adjusted her body until she was positioned right over his shaft.

“Now, sweetheart?” He choked out.

“Yes.” She hissed as he slid inside, leaning forward to scrap her teeth against the skin of his neck.

He closed his eyes tightly, gritting his teeth. Her wet heat clutched at his shaft. Derrick held her body as Carlos stroked in and out of their mate, his hips moving frantically.

“Submit to me.” He ordered.

His panther demanded it, no longer content to wait on their mate. She tossed her head back and moaned, grinding her hips into him. Derrick moved his hands slowly around her, reaching for her breasts. She gasped, the walls of her sex fluttering on Carlos’ cock. She lifted her chin submitting to his Alpha panther and he thought his heart would leap from his chest. He loved her so much, loved how she understood him so well. There were times when he needed to say nothing and his mate provided. She spoiled him, put up with his temper and possessive animal with a humor that soothed and made him feel whole.

He leaned down, and gripped the front of her throat with his teeth. He breathed deep and trusted his panther to be careful. He gripped her throat tighter until just the tips of his canines pierced her skin. Power blasted into the bathroom as her blood hit his mouth. The bond they’d already made tightened, and her emotions bombarded him. He released her throat and lapped at the punctures as his panther rolled around his body in contentment. It rose and brushed against their bond, his mate gasping as power flowed between them.

“Don’t come just yet, my love.” Derrick whispered as he adjusted her.

Carlos pulled her into his chest, his strokes slowing as he savored their mating bond. His eyes met the Beta’s and Derrick smiled, anticipation written all over his face.