I wrinkle my nose, remembering the acrid scent I now detect coming off him. The not-wolf scent is unsettling. Part of me worries in a few days, we’ll discover more has been done to him than we thought. I’ll never forget the feeling of that inky ichor inside me, forcing my compliance and clouding my mind. Shuddering, I step back. I won’t get lost in the black hole of what-ifs.
“Rest, and heal, brother,” I whisper. Closing the door on my thoughts of anything other than my mates, I stalk my prey. My she-wolf yips in excitement. She likes this game. Earlier, the Fellowship stole something from me I intend to get back. I follow the internal pull that guides me to the den, where Ori and Lev sit on the black leather couch, sipping on tumblers of dark brown liquid.
“How you feeling little Cub?” Lev drawls smoothly as his shredded eyes take me in. The man’s calm demeanor is deceptive. He doesn’t miss a damn thing.
“Angry.”
Ori flashes him a concerned look and rises, walking toward me. “What happened?” He takes my hand between his large mitts, easing the ache slowly returning.
“The Fellowship crashed our bonding.” I moan as my nipples become more sensitive. “I want to remedy that.”
“I can smell your need from here,” Lev growls.
Ori brings my hands to his lips, tracing each digit with his tongue, laving the sensitive skin between my fingers with his hot tongue. I shiver. Who knew hands could be an erroneous zone? Heat pools in my belly, and I watch as his green eyes become blown.
“Are you ready to play, Cub?” Lev whispers. I hold his molten blue gaze as he strides toward me.
“Please,” I whimper.
Lev glides his knuckles down my face, and I turn into the caress. Their touch is a balm to my flesh.
“It’s coming on full force, isn’t it?” Lev skims my face with his lips. I nod, moaning.
“We’re going to eat you alive, Cub,” Lev promises.
Ori nips the skin on my wrist, kissing his way up my body to my neck. His tongue strokes across the mating mark, and my panties flood with slickness as I tremble. Ori groans. “I need to taste you.” Ori moves behind me, yanking the sleep shirt over my head, and they moan.
“No panties?”
“I- I don’t have any,” I pant.
“Fuck.” Ori sinks to his knees and spreads my legs wider. Inhaling, he caresses my cleft with his roman nose, nudging the swollen bundle of nerves begging for attention. Lev captures my throaty cry with his mouth. His tongue plunges deep as Ori circles my clit with the tip of his tongue. Tiny bumps break out over my skin as lust ratchets higher.
I cant my hips, seeking more, and Ori chuckles into my pussy. His plush lips wrap around my clit, and I buck. Lev’s hand wraps around my neck, grounding me as he nips at my lips. My walls flex, clamping down on nothing.
Ori releases me, sitting back on his heels as he spreads my legs wider. “Her greedy cunt is begging to be filled, Lev. Look.”
Lev peers down and groans. “So wet for us already, Cub?”
“Yes.” I’m past caring about being coy. “Please. I need.”
“We know,” Lev assures me. Reaching down, he strums my clit with his calloused fingers. I spear Ori’s hair, holding on tight to stay on my feet. Ori eases two fingers into my tight heat, and I clamp down on them, rolling my hips.
“That’s it, pretty eyes. Show me how bad you want it,” Ori urges. Stimulated from inside and out, I ride the wave of passion that slams into me, chanting their names like a prayer as my body tries to suck Ori’s entire hand in.
Clothes fly as they strip down and take me into a room with soft blue walls and a king-sized bed covered in black silk sheets. The scent of lemon and salt is thick in the air.Lev’s room.Tossed onto the soft surface, I watch as they reveal their muscular frames. Licking my lips as they stroke their lengths, I arch my back, crying out as the need continues to pulse, intensifying instead of easing.
“We’ve pushed it off for too long,” Ori whispers.
“Shh. Relax, Cub. We have what you need.” Lev climbs onto the bed, nipping my thigh as he moves up against the headboard. “Come here.” He pulls my back to his chest. The skin-to-skin contact brings relief.
Ori kneels between my legs, skirting his hand up my thighs. His thumb swipes up my cleft. “Do you know about wolves, Brook? When we mate, things are different.” He circles my throbbing clit. “We have an extra addition to our cocks.” Climbing between my legs, he coats his dick in my juices, stroking between my folds and tapping my clit with his bulbous head. I moan.
“It’s called a knot.” Ori continues his movement. Lev pinches my nipples, tugging lightly as he bites my neck. “It will stretch you, but you’re built to take it. Do you understand?”
“Yes. Please just. I need you inside me.”
Ori groans.