Page 27 of Passion & Betrayal

The truth is she probably thinks Isabel is nuts. Most humans do when they hear about shifters for the first time. I will have to keep a close eye on the poor woman for a while to ensure she doesn’t tell anyone else about our existence. But I don’t think that will be necessary.

“I want to help,” Isabel says from her spot on my lap, staring at me with big eyes.

“There isn’t much you can do, Beautiful. We’ll have to wait for Cian to come back before we can make any decisions,” I explain to her, frowning. “The three of us have no idea what is happening beyond this room.”

She nods sadly in acceptance, and I wish there were something I could do to make her feel better.

Loud banging draws my attention to the door. We all wait with bated breath, not moving an inch until I hear Cian’s voice.

“Sypher, you can open up,” he calls.

Setting Isabel aside, I remove the bar from the door. Once open, I read the fury painted across his features and the stiffness of his posture. I know this isn’t over just yet. Isabel pushes beneath my arm, her gaze assessing her mate.

“We’ll be back,” she calls out to Kristy.

Taking Cian’s hand in hers, she leads us to the bedroom we are currently using. I watch every move with interest as she closes the door behind us.

“I’m not sure how to do this,” she says with a blush. “But Ari told me her mate often needs her to help relieve his stress.”

Pushing the straps of her dress off her shoulders, she lets the material slip from her frame to pool at her feet, leaving her in nothing but a black thong. My cock responds immediately.

“Fuck,” Cian says lowly. “I wish we had time…”

But our mate cuts him off. “Is your father still here?”

“No, but…”

“The same problems you have now will still be there after. I need this just as much as you do,” she says, tilting her chin up. “I need to reconnect with you, both of you. With everything going on, any one of us could be hurt or killed, and I haven’t even been claimed yet.”

Her words leave both of us stunned. We have been so set on staying alive and getting ahead of Micah that we never even claimed our mate. Cian has his hands on her first, lifting her in the air and carrying her to the bed.

“I’m not myself right now,” he says before sucking harshly on her nipple. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t,” she moans, writhing on the bed.

“Hold her hands above her head,” he orders, and I comply immediately.

With a snap, he rips her little thong from her body, exposing the pretty pink flesh to both our gazes. The scent of her arousal peppers the air. Cian quickly undoes his jeans, not bothering to get fully undressed, before slamming into her. The scream she unleashes calls to my tiger, driving us both crazy.

“Fuck,” Cian mumbles, all the muscles in his body taut. “I am going to ruin this pussy.” He pounds harshly, our mate moaning like a wanton whore, thrusting her chest out.

Securing both her wrists in one hand, I free my cock. Pre-cum leaks down the length as I stroke myself, watching my mate get fucked. I never thought I would be into something like this, but seeing her lost in a haze of pleasure only ramps up my own need.

“She likes watching you,” Cian says, and I focus on him. “Her pussy is gripping me even tighter since you took your cock out.”

“Do you like what you see?” I ask Isabel.

“Please!”

Her begging sets Cian into a frenzy, his hips pistoning into her at a punishing pace. Her breasts bounce, and I can’t help but press the crown of my cock to her lips. Her dazed gaze connects with mine before her tongue darts out to lap at the pre-cum beaded at the tip. My inner beast roars forward, and with a snap of my hips, my cock is buried inside her mouth, pushing against her throat. She gags on me, and Cian curses once more.

I watch as she sucks my cock like she’s been doing it her whole life, a tear slipping from her eye as Cian pounds into her harshly. A growl builds in my chest as my balls draw up tight, but I fight against my orgasm, needing to come inside her.

Cian leans over, sinking his teeth into her shoulder, just above her clavicle, branding her with his mark, and I almost lose it. Quickly, Cian moves from between her thighs, and his lips tinted red from her blood.

“Get in there. You need to claim our mate, too.” He shoves at my shoulder. “And I want to get in here.”

Our mate is spent and pliable as Cian feeds her his cock. I’m not sure if this is what she had in mind when she pulled us in here, but she looks happy enough. I push her legs out and up, her knees almost flush with her chest, before stuffing her full of my cock. Her cunt is dripping with Cian’s cum. I never would have thought it possible, but sliding deep inside her, the feel of extra lubrication only makes my cock kick. My thrusts are harsh and deep, her moans and Cian’s mingling to form a dark and dirty symphony. It doesn’t take long for me to explode inside her, painting her walls with more cum as I lay my claim on her other shoulder.

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