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I couldn’t help myself. There was no holding back this time. Every instinct I had was pushing me to give her what she needed.
Right now she needed my tongue to soothe her aching pussy, giving her relief without the force of fucking her.
At the very least, she’d need to walk when this heat was finished.
Though, I’m sure the alpha would take some satisfaction if she couldn’t.
“That’s right, let him give you what you need, omega,” Ares husked, his voice low and soothing. My gaze shifted to them, watching as his fingers teased her nipples.
It wasn’t long before her hips were rocking against my face. Only then did I pick up the pace, spearing my tongue into her and swirling around her clit and back again. It was gentle, my movements soft but enough pressure to drive her crazy.
“Please, beta. Let me come,” she begged. I couldn’t deny her when she begged so sweetly for me. I doubled my efforts, sucking her clit into my mouth and fucking her with my fingers now, working her up until she was shattering for me, painting my face in her slick.
I cleaned her up once more before carefully putting her back on her feet. Ares lifted her back into his arms, carrying her back to the nest that had just been freshly changed by the others.
We dried her off with a fluffy, white towel before laying her down on the clean nest. She never opened her eyes, just nuzzling into her cozy nest and reaching for us both.
Ares and I settled on either side of her, bodies pressing against her. She shifted until her head was resting on Ares’s bicep, laying chest to chest. I curled around her back, my legs tucking around hers until we were tangled together.
She fell asleep quickly and I took the moment to soak her in. My fingers teased gently over her hair, brushing through the wet strands gently and wishing I could paint this memory into existence so I could have it forever.
Chapter Sixteen
Audrey
Iwoke up to Kane’s scent still wrapped around me. He was gone now but I breathed in the pillow he’d laid on, sighing happily at the mingling scents.
At first, I thought I was alone. Until I shifted and felt warmth pressed against my back. I breathed in deep and smiled. Bourbon, vanilla, leather, and pine.
“Ledger,” I said. My body was still hot, head spinning, but it wasn’t as intense as before. I was coming back to myself.
“Hey there,” he said, kissing the back of my shoulder then my neck. The heat flared in response to his touch and he must have sensed it, hooking my leg over the top of his and pushing into me from behind.
I’d never been fucked like this. It was intimate and gentle, almost vulnerable. The angle had him pushing deep into my core, the feeling radiating through me.
“You feel so good, Wildling,” he praised.
“So does your knot,”I groaned as it swelled inside of me, locking us in this position. Each rock of his hips sent a shudderthrough me as my orgasm built slow and strong, a storm threatening to reach a crescendo.
My body started to clench around him, my release so close I was ready to give into it.
“You know you’re mine, Audrey. This body is mine to take, your heart is mine to protect,” he groaned in my ear, voice edged in an alpha growl that only turned me on more. My slick dripped around him, making it easier to fuck into me even while we were locked together.
“I want your bite,” I begged, needing my last alpha to claim me.
“You’ll have it,” he promised. “I wanted to wait until you were a little more yourself.”
“I’m here,” I promised. “Claim me, alpha.”
I was practically begging now. He felt so good as he teased me with his knot, each slow thrust of his hips making me want to sink my teeth into his skin.
Just as I was on the cusp of another orgasm, Ledger finally gave in, his teeth piercing into my neck, marking me as his. I practically begged. He felt so good as he pushed his knot deeper into me with each slow thrust of his hips. Yes, I breathed out as his knot swelled inside of me.
His arm was wrapped around me, and I brought his wrist in my mouth, biting him there where his scent was strongest.
The moment our bonds locked into place I could feel how intense his feelings for me were. He was almost euphoric between his release and my mark on his skin. It wasn’t like we could speak, but I could somehow just tell that he was relieved to have this bond in place.
Not just because of me being taken, but because he needed me to know I was his. Beyond that, he wanted the reassurance that I wouldn’t change my mind. That I was his and would always be.
