Page 32 of Deadly Promise
This wasn’t something he could drop the ball on. Despite how new this all was, Liam was the dominant male, the protector, the one whose shoulders it would fall on if either mate was unhappy.
Fate might’ve brought them together, but it was up to them to put in the work so they could live a sickeningly happy life together.
“Never think I don’t desire you just as much, kitten.” Liam cradled Hayden’s jaw. “That’s not how the mate bond works. There’s no favoritism. Got that?”
“Then kiss him already, damn it,” Teagan demanded, sliding his arms around their mate. “If you don’t, I will. Hayden is an amazing kisser. He’s got a very talented tongue.”
“Mmm, show me just how talented it is, mate.” Gripping Hayden’s hair firmly, but not enough to hurt, Liam tugged, his possessive gaze sliding over the slim column of his mate’s pale throat. It took a great deal of trust to expose such vulnerability to someone who could either rip it out and worship every inch of such beautiful flesh.
The sharp tips of his canines drifted slowly over Hayden’s throat as Liam breathed in the spicy, addictive scent of his mate’s arousal. Teagan kissed and licked along the back of their mate’s neck, his hands sliding under Hayden’s shirt.
“You feel how much we want you?” Liam bit down gently on Hayden’s chin, making sure not to mar his flawless skin. “Feel it, Hayden? Feel my wolf ready to claim what’s his?”
A whimper, short and sharp, escaped Hayden’s lips, followed by a drawn-out, guttural moan. Fingers curled into Liam’s shirt, reeling him in. Liam’s lips ghosted over Hayden’s jaw, drawing out the pleasure before their first, official kiss. There was only one, and Liam wanted the kiss to convey exactly how he felt about finding the other halves of his soul.
Sliding his hand over Hayden’s hip, Liam gripped Teagan’s wrist again, guiding his mate’s hand to his aching, denim-covered cock. His slim fingers gave a tentative squeeze, causing Liam to hiss. He wasn’t sure if he was seducing his mates or if they were torturing him. But one thing was certain, Liam had to taste Hayden’s lips.
As Liam lowered his head, his mouth descended on Hayden’s, smiling when a wandering little tongue probed for entrance.
Granted.
Hayden’s tongue teased his, the intoxicating kiss stealing the air from Liam’s lungs like his mate was pulling him apart. He was over two centuries old, more notches on his bedpost than the wood had space for, yet this was the most bewitching, spellbinding kiss Liam had ever experienced.
“I wasn’t sure how I would feel seeing Hayden kissing someone else,” Teagan said, massaging Liam’s trapped cock. Then his fingers started moving in a way that almost made Liam climax. “It’s the most erotic kiss I’ve ever seen. I feel like such a perv for watching you two.”
Hayden softly laughed against Liam’s mouth, the tiny puffs of beaths tickling his lips.
“And if you keep doing that little thing you’re doing to my dick, I’m going to come in my jeans for the first time since I hit puberty.”
“Seriously?”
Liam didn’t buy that innocent expression for a second. The brat knew exactly what he was doing and the outcome if he didn’t ease those enchanted fingers off his prick, which was seconds away from detonating.
“Teagan,” he growled softly in warning. “If I nut in my jeans, I’ll bring you so close to orgasm, right at the pinnacle before you blast, then deny your release. I can do that for hours just to teach you a lesson.”
The pressure was instantly gone, providing Liam little relief.
“I can’t believe I’m saying this, but we have to stop.” He drew in a deep breath and adjusted himself, thinking of the only thing guaranteed to kill his raging hard-on.
Jackson’s image popped into his head, and his cock softened faster than a deflating balloon.
“How did you lose your boner so fast?” Teagan poked at Liam’s groin as if astonished.
“It’s easy if you have the right tools.” Fucking great. One poke from his brat and his cock was ready to poke back. “Keep your wandering fingers away from my prick unless you’re willing to finish what you started.” He adjusted himself again. “As much as I like you playing with it, a man’s got his limits before things pop off.”
“You don’t turn furry during sex, do you?” Hayden asked with a grimace. “I’d be willing to try meeting your wolf but not during sexy times.”
“Can I see your claws again?” Teagan asked. “Now that I know you have them, I’m pretty sure I won’t pass out again. Almost sure. Maybe ninety or even ninety-five percent certain.”
Liam liked the fact that his mates were trying to get to know his beast. It was a part of who he was, and eventually they would have to meet it and become comfortable in its presence.
“You sure you’re ready for a full shift?” Liam asked. “I don’t want you passing out again.”
“That’s because you caught me off guard. I know the truth now,” Teagan argued.
Liam yanked his shirt over his head, trusting his mates to know what they wanted.
“What’re you doing?” Hayden’s eyes widened, his gaze bouncing between Liam’s chest and his eyes.
