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Xavier’s helpless groan was music to my ears, because I was the one dragging him down into the place of instinctual pleasure I lived in. His cock pistoned in and out of me, Atlas’ fingers flicking harder, faster, turning everything into a long, lazy spiral of pleasure. He kept mumbling some kind of protest about all of this, the man trying to muscle in with his logic and reasoning, but the wolf knew. I was his and he was mine and I’d claim him tonight.

I pressed back against Xavier, feeling that terrible stretch as his knot threatened to breach me. That sharp nip of pain, it told me that this would come at a cost, but in my overheated state, I was willing to pay for it. Xavier babbled out something, some warning, but he didn’t stop me, didn’t stop himself from thrusting forward, grinding that fat knot against me over and over until my body started to open.

“Fuck… Oh fuck…” I hissed out, Jayden stroking my hair and telling me how beautiful I was, Atlas making the pain translate as pleasure, but it was Xavier’s growl that sealed the deal.

“You want this?” There was nothing sweet in his question right now. The wolf was running the show, not the man. “You want my fucking knot? Well, take it!”

His alpha bark made my body his bitch, opening up so that knot was lodged deep, right as my cunt snapped tight around him.

For a few seconds, there was only the sound of our pants and the far off cries of night birds. But that was never going to be enough. I was sick of pretending, of pulling my forelock and being a good little human, when I was never that. I was an omega, their omega, and I was made to take them, so I shifted my hips experimentally, hearing Xavier’s gasp at the tugging feeling inside me, right before I started to move in earnest.

I’d never be satisfied by other men, not after I felt this. What had happened with Atlas two years ago was the fumbling of clueless teenagers, but right now I chose this. Chose Xavier, chose to rock my hips back and forth, feeling the great swollen waves of pleasure that came from every rub of his knot against that spot inside me. Pleasure that just seemed to grow and grow, blossoming with each stroke.

“Fuck, Kai…” Xavier collected me up in his arms, forcing me to bounce up and down on top of his knot, right as his brothers swarmed closer.

“He got you feeling good?” Jayden asked me, one hand circling one breast, the other plucking at the nipple on the other side. “Is Xave giving you everything you need?” But he didn’t wait for an answer, swallowing my moans with his mouth as he kissed me.

Atlas’ cunning fingers slid up my thighs, through the mess of slick there, before gripping the hood of my clit and pinching. The intense pressure made the pleasure I was feeling spike, becoming something almost sentient, beyond us, a massive presence. It was one with sharp teeth, because this pleasure felt like it bit into me, marking me as belonging to it.

“Kai, I can’t hold off.” Xavier mumbled that into the crook of my neck and I shivered each time his lips passed over Atlas’ mating mark. “Tell me you’re mine, Kai, mine forever.”

At his words, his brother’s caresses, the flex of Xavier’s cock in my cunt, I gasped out the only thing I could say.

“Yes.”

I said it over and over again as his teeth bit down, marking me as his, as he confirmed to the whole world something we already knew. That we were bound together by something more than a bite, the link soul deep. Nothing Mum, Anna or the whole pack could do would keep us apart and right then light burst behind my eyelids as I fractured into a million pieces, each one more intensely pleasurable than the next.

Chapter 38

Jayden

Kai passed out for a moment, but although she might have been done and dusted, I wasn’t. Xavier licked the bite mark he’d left on her neck, slowly cleaning away any blood welling there and she shifted in response. Every mating mark would make her super sensitive and that gave me an idea. I pushed her thighs wider, her eyelids fluttering, right as I moved between her legs.

I was greeted by the sweet scent of roses and honey, her scent and her slick making my mouth water. So there was nothing to do but dive in and lick, sip, suck. She moved restlessly, threatening to close her legs around my head. I didn’t mind. She didn’t have to hold me in place because I wasn’t going anywhere, but I was willing to let her grip onto me as I delved deeper. Long licks of her whole seam, I wanted to bury my face deep inside her, but my brother was still there connected to her.

“Jesus, Jay…” Xavier groaned as I flicked my tongue across her clit. Probably because it made Kai squeeze down on him, wringing the last drops of cum out, right before she pushed him out entirely.

Which had been my plan all along.

Freed of his knot, Kai was mine, all mine, so I surrounded her sensitive little clit with my lips and sucked on it lightly, just enough to make her squirm, make her work him out. Xavier protested but my girl’s hands slapped down on my head, holding me there, forcing my face hard against her tender flesh.

Right where I wanted to be.

I heard her little moans, felt the way her fingers dug into my hair, heard my brother’s protests, just before this happened. I made my girl come, felt her whole body buck up and into my mouth, licking her through her orgasm and into the next. But the minute Xavier made a sound like his heart was breaking, his cock pushed out of our mate, I was on my feet and hauling Kai up and into my arms to sling her over my shoulder.

“Jay…!” Her cry was muffled by my back as I carried her out of the forest. “Jay…!”

I felt her little hands pummelling my back, then my arse, but I didn’t care. I walked out of the trees like a fucking king, because I had my queen. I told the sheep to shoo as I jumped over the fence, having transferred Kai into my arms and she just stared at me as I carried her to the cottage.

“You could’ve waited for your turn,” she said as I stepped up onto the deck.

“We were all supposed to be waiting,” I told her as I swung her down the hall and then kicked open her bedroom door. The scent of her was thick in the room, making my mouth water and my cock ache. I put her down on the side of the bed where the covers were pulled back, then drew them up as I climbed on top of her. “I could’ve knotted you, claimed you in that bath.”

“Why didn’t you?”

I loved the look of challenge in her eyes, something that had me smiling.

“Because my stupid brother made his point eloquently and in detail during morning smoko,” I said. “But the prick forgot all about his big words once his wolf caught scent of you.” I bent down slowly to nip at her lips, but her arms went around my neck, holding me right where I was. “I get it, I really do, but I don’t feel any guilt about helping you to force him out.”

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