Page 69 of Soul of the Chaos

The unspoken sentiment hung between us. I agreed. But we would deal with that later.

If I knew my omega, he needed to see that my hunger for him hadn’t changed. Even if he had gone off, half-cocked, and run us into a bunch of trouble. Worth it to smell her fucking heavenly pleasure coating our den.

“That so?” I growled as I flung my shirt over the side of the bed and was on him again. His naked chest pressed hard against mine, my weight pinning him down. “Then you’re gonna fucking love what comes next.” I reached over Silver to grab the lube. Another sweet and salty wave of Sasha floated up to my nostrils and I sucked it in deep. “Gonna fuck you so good, my mate.”

Silver sighed and shivered in delight. His fingers tripped down the muscles of my back as he ground his cock against mine. Yes. This was exactly what we both needed. This was the only cure.

Pulling the cap off the bottle, I coated my fingers with slippery liquid. Silver didn’t need much prep. The magic seemed to be keeping him just as needy and wanting as I felt. My omega opened beautifully for me as I worked two fingers into his ass, stretching the muscles so that I could slide every inch of my straining cock into him without harm.

“Fuck, baby.” Silver twisted and squirmed against my fingers, his dick leaking precum onto his stomach. I swept it up with my free hand and brought it to my mouth. I could almost taste that little spitfire on his nectar. Almost. “Need you in me.”

“Patience, pup,” I purred against his neck, taking the scar I had left on his throat between my teeth and biting down. “Don’t want this over too fast.”

Then I made my way over to the other side. A growl rattled up my throat as I bit down. He hissed as my teeth found their way to taste the tender skin of his newest claim. Measuring the size of her bite and imagining it branded deep into my own skin. Silver mewled and thrashed beneath me. He arched his back, rubbing his wet cock over the muscles of my abdomen. It wasn’t enough, but it was something.

“Damnit, Mongrel. Stop torturing me.”

“Me, torturing you? I think you have it the wrong way round, mate.”

He clenched his muscles around my fingers as I continued to pump—slowly now, so as not to give him too much, too soon—in and out of his tight hole.

“Ready for me?” I asked, reaching for the lube again.

“So ready,” he growled, raking those fingers down my back.

This time, I dribbled the cool liquid over the head of my cock. Reluctantly, I pulled my fingers from Silver’s body as he mewled in protest but immediately sighed in relief as soon as I notched the head of my cock against his opening.

“You know I love you no matter what, right?” I rumbled, rubbing my stubble along his jaw.

Silver lifted his hips, chasing the pressure of my cock against the tight ring of muscles that guarded the entrance to his body. They squeezed the crown of my dick as I pushed past them, creating mind-blowing friction.

“Fuck me hard, Mongrel,” he whined—begged, really.

My mate tilted his hips upward, sucking me deeper into his body. My balls kissed the rounded cheeks of his ass. And I collapsed down on top of him.

I was home.

Our shoulders and hips met in a lover’s kiss and I took in a lungful of air, committing his new scent to memory. The essence of my lover and his new mate—soon to be mine—surrounded us, driving me insane with need.

“Love you, too, mate,” Silver murmured, his eyes somber with concern. “No matter what, I’m yours.”

“Yeah,” I growled. “You are.”

You both are, I added silently, praying to the Goddess for the strength to hold off long enough that the four of us could find our way through the eye of this storm.

I reached for Silver’s cock where it was trapped between us. His precum painted our skin. He bowed his back to take me, meeting each of my thrusts. I fisted him tightly, letting him fuck my hand as I fucked his ass.

Our scent mingled effortlessly with the sweeter notes of Sasha’s arousal, as if it had always meant to be here. Permeating our sheets.

Silver and I roared our pleasure as the orgasm crashed through us. Our coupling had been quick and dirty, but I couldn’t say I regretted it. Whether our lovemaking was swift or slow, our hearts always beat as one.

We lay beside each other on our backs, catching our breath with our fingers still entwined.

“How are our guests settling in?”

Silver rolled over to lay his brow on my chest, nestled under the crook of my shoulder. I brushed his hair out of the way.

“As well as could be expected.” He rubbed his face against my skin, marking me with his new scent. I tucked him a little tighter into my side. The freshness was so intoxicating, I found my cock growing hard all over again. “Some are doing better than others.”

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