Page 148 of Soul of the Chaos

I mewled feverishly as his big, heavy hand made round soothing circles on my skin under the thrumming shower head.

After rinsing my back, he ducked the nozzle round and drenched my breasts in the warm rain. I hissed at the aching pressure on my nipples which hung puckered with need. With a soft growl, his thumb and forefinger took hold of one and rolled it in a slow, steady tug which zipped all the way down to my empty pussy.

I moaned and swayed in place, arching into his touch with a bitter curse.

It drove the wild inside me higher, having my mate so close but refusing to touch me where I felt his absence most.

“Silver,” I growled. “Get over here. Your mate missed a spot and I think your tongue is the perfect tool for the job.”

With a whine of relief, Silver was at my side.

His greedy hands landed on the globes of my ass with enough velocity to sting as he dove his face desperately between my legs from behind, lapping with abandon. His eager tongue went to town on the wet folds, sucking my clit as I howled and bucked back into his sweet mouth.

Mongrel’s snarl sent a shiver up my spine. His large hand, which had been gripping my thigh to hold me steady for his mate, suddenly shoved Silver out of the way. Silver let my clit go with an audible pop and a satisfied hum as I whimpered at the brief loss of contact.

My beta’s firm thumb flicked back and forth across my clit as I rocked in time to the insistent beat while his thick index finger played at my entrance. Punishing me, he dipped in and out in a shallow tease until I dropped down onto him, sinking the digit all the way up to the knuckle. I groaned in relief.

With a chuckle, he hooked that finger forward drawing a cry from my throat. He began pummeling that nub of nerves with brutal efficiency, leaving the teasing dance behind. In bold, slow licks, Silver joined us. Laving along my pussy as he made his way back and upwards, flicking his tongue back and forth over my taint. I rocked into his mouth while Mongrel’s fingers plunged in and out of my weeping channel.

I panted and writhed in place but it still wasn’t enough.

“Yes, fuck! More,” I begged. “Please, I need more of you. Both of you. Please.”

My thighs were quivering as pleasure rose up inside me like a tidal wave. Mongrel leaned closer and bit gently on my ear before growling into the shell. “Patience, mate. You know we have to prepare you for us first.”

I whimpered and nodded. He was right. Of course, he was. Even with practice—and we’d been getting plenty of that—taking both of my mates at once was a sensory overload.

The sound of a lube cap flicking open cut through the lascivious noises filling the bathroom dragging a happy sob from my lips. Silver’s wonderful mouth backed off as the cool gel dribbled down my crack. I hissed at the cold but my omega’s fingers quickly distracted me, rubbing firm circles to coat himself in the fluid before he began dipping in and out of my hole in a tender rhythm which soon had me mewling in anticipation of more.

My lovers moved in effortless harmony to drive me to ecstasy and beyond until I roared my release and melted into a sweaty, shaking mess. Slipping on a condom, Mongrel caught me in a confident embrace. I was sitting astride his lap, the warm waters gently lapping at my thighs.

“Good girl,” he hummed in my ear, his beard tickling my mating mark and causing a small shiver to edge down my otherwise liquid spine. “You ready for us, Sasha? Because our poor omega looks ready to blow and I know my blue balls are about to detonate.”

I nodded, not yet ready to talk.

Without a word, Silver reached between my legs and positioned Mongrel’s thick cock at my entrance. I forced my eyes open and wrapped myself more firmly around my beta’s broad torso.

“So ready,” I hummed, drunk from the orgasm even as my greedy pussy clenched around the tip of my mate’s cock as it pressed shallowly into my channel. “So, so ready.”

“Good,” Mongrel growled. “Because we’re going to fuck the brains out of you now, little alpha. You won’t be able to walk straight for a week without remembering our cocks filling you up to bursting.”

I groaned.

My mate’s large hands landed on my hips and yanked me down onto his lap. I bit on his shoulder, muffling my delighted scream as his dick plunged in up to the hilt. The head bumped up against that bundle of nerves and was immediately squeezed by my clenched walls. Mongrel hissed and waited for my body to slowly unravel. Our mating bond thrummed with satisfaction as I went limp and compliant in his arms. The relief and sense of homecoming soothing my soul was reflected perfectly in his own.

With a soft growl, Silver set his weeping cock at my entrance but my sweet omega didn’t rush as I mewled and thrust back in welcome. Instead, he took his time. Sliding in and out of my ass in gentle, shallow thrusts while I sobbed and scratched at Mongrel’s back.

No matter how many times we’d enjoy this threeway coupling, each time felt new. I loved the stretch and burn as my body opened to accommodate my two beautiful mates. There was nothing more satisfying than having both wolves filling my heart and soul at once.

Well, almost nothing.

A small pang of regret radiated briefly as I felt the absence of my third mate keenly. Grimm hadn’t accepted my invitation. The realization hurt but I quickly brushed the pain away before it could tarnish what Mongrel, Silver and I already had. I could feel Grimm close, his lust echoed and throbbed in our mating bond. Yet, he still hadn’t joined us.

Stubborn fucking alpha.

Like Silver, patience wasn’t my strong suit. However, I’d promised myself this would be enough. Until Grimm was ready, I intended to ensure he knew exactly what he was missing out on. I left our bond wide open so our alpha would be forced to taste every shiver of ecstasy he was denying himself.

Furthermore, he wasn’t going to run my mates off tonight. All fucking four of us were sleeping on that king sized bed in a great, big puppy pile. If that meant Grimm had to retire to the bathroom to tug one out, then so be it.

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