Page 144 of Soul of the Chaos

I huffed in relief as his soothing scent enveloped me. I hadn’t even been aware that my hands were bunched into fists before I had to force them back open so I could wrap my hands around my beta’s waist. He swayed me in place.

My ears were burning from listening so hard to the fireworks coming from Sasha’s office. All too soon, the volcanic anger I’d set to explode ran out, then it turned to furious passion as was our alpha mates’ way.

“Yes, it was. I hate being shut out,” I huffed, burying my nose into his strong chest, trying to cover the whine that wanted to crawl up my throat.

It wasn’t as if I didn’t want Grimm and Sasha to be happy, I just didn’t see why we couldn’t all be happy in the one place together. As a family.

Damnit, I should’ve known my little plan would backfire.

The sounds of our alphas tearing up her office was an exquisite kind of punishment, especially as Sasha refused to dampen the bond when she was with any of us. If she was experiencing pleasure at the hands of her mates, then she was damned well going to make sure we all knew it.

It was the best and worst kind of torture I’d ever been subjected to. However, it wouldn’t be torture at all, if Grimm’s jealous wolf would stop running us off his mate every time he was feeling feisty.

Which was all the damn time.

Because that son of a bitch couldn’t stop fucking and marking up our little alpha. Transforming her into a puddle of goo with what seemed like the most mouthwatering bliss I’d ever been denied access to.

I only want to watch.

I wasn’t stupid enough to think Grimm would let me touch her while he was ravaging our mate. But I really wanted to see Sasha’s throat thrown back as she screamed her pleasure to the Goddess. Was that so much to ask?

Mongrel began grazing my neck and cheeks with his beard, rubbing his scent all over me as he nibbled insistently at my jaw. “We can’t bust in there, Silver. Not yet. You know the rules.”

“I know,” I growled.

Even if I’d wanted to, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from that office door as it wobbled and shook with their passion. The bastard was fucking our mate right on the other side of it as retribution for getting her all worked up. Now I was the one all hot and bothered which had certainly not been part of my plan. Hindsight is a bitch.

A whine tugged out of me as my feet began inching closer to that straining door. My nose hunted the air for the merest hint of our mate’s arousal. Mongrel tugged on my ear lobe. I sucked in a ragged breath as my eyes darted up to be caught in my mate’s stern but loving gaze.

“Not until we’re invited, Silver. Gotta give them time to settle that bond.”

I scowled at him and rolled my eyes. “Yeah but we invited you in only days after we’d bonded. When is that prick going to get with the program?”

“I haven’t forgotten, pup.” Mongrel’s flash of a smile was wicked before it sobered. “But you and I had been together long enough to know we would only be adding to our love. Grimm’s never shared before. Gotta give that wolf of his a chance to adjust to the idea that Sasha’s her own woman.”

“Hurts, Mongrel,” I whimpered, turning and nibbling at Mongrel’s mouth.

He reacted instantly. Dragging my face with both hands to crush against his hungry lips as he speared me with his tongue. My mate knew exactly what I was asking for, exactly what I needed to make this most recent sting go away.

He took my longing mouth and owned it, allowing his own savage need and frustration to rise to the surface and ravage me. And with his unbridled passion, my beta filled in a little bit of the growing void in my heart while Grimm drew his stupid line deeper and deeper into the sand.

As soon as Mongrel released me from his brutal kiss, I sank gratefully into his arms and laid my head on his chest. He rocked us gently once more.

“I know, love, but this won't last forever.” He rested his chin on top of my head as he continued. “It’ll be a brief pain we look on later and laugh at. Sasha is getting antsy. She doesn't like this separation any more than we do.”

The office door crashed open and Grimm swaggered out, leaving without a word. I would’ve flipped him off but I couldn’t tear my eyes from Sasha and neither could Mongrel. Our girl stalked out of that room looking disheveled and one hundred percent fuckable. Still riled, she straightened and brushed angry sex dust from her work clothes.

My chest rumbled as I scented the air. Our mate smelled like spicy arousal and a fast, furious orgasm which had my mouth watering. Sasha froze, looking up in surprise as my eyes continued devouring her.

“What? Do I have something in my teeth?”

“You know exactly what you’ve done, baby girl,” Mongrel growled as our girl ran her tongue over her lips. “And you’d better start running, little alpha, because you and Grimm have taunted our omega. Now his beast is hungry.”

Sasha took one look at my face and the pretense shattered. Turning on a dime, she sprinted down the corridor, heading for the exit which led to the stairwell up to the apartments. A peal of delighted laughter spilled out behind her as Mongrel and I gave chase, gnashing our jaws in pursuit.

Thanks to Grimm, I planned to anoint every surface of Sasha’s apartment all over again until our mate begged for mercy and agreed to curl up for a nap with us before tonight’s big celebration.

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