It was almost like entering a level in Super Mario or something. There was no point in having Luigi with me when I really needed Bowser.
Still, now seriously wasn’t the time for me to get my nerd on, and instead, I focused on what he was doing. On the way he tasted me, on the way he savored me.
Oh Kali Sara, I was so grateful for each of them.
They didn’t just hold me, they made me feel real.
Like I wasn’t a doll for their pleasure, but like, without me, they’d have no pleasure at all.
I wasn’t something to fuck. I was something to savor.
And I so badly wanted to be savored.
I moaned when he nipped at the base of my throat. My stomach tensed, and my back arched as I let my head fall back, allowing him to taste wherever he wanted, but not unsurprisingly, that wasn’t enough for him.
When his hands came to my tits, I started to grind down against him. A harsh snarl escaped him, and fuck, it set my she-wolf off.
Everything inside me both clenched and released, desperate for what that snarl represented—his loss of control.
Not unlike Eli, I sensed he had control issues too, but I didn’t have to worry about Ethan as much. He wasn’t in a jail cell he’d made for himself. He was just not as cheerful as his brother.
That, I could deal with.
Still, he surprised me when he twisted us around, and suddenly, I was on my back in the water. The shore, thanks to the cascading waterfall, lapped against my skin like a thousand fingers and tongues, and he loomed over me, looking like some kind of sex god.
His muscles were already big, but adrenaline had them pumped up like he’d just been challenging Brandon, and while technically, he had, the challenge having occurred less than a goddamn half-hour ago, I knew that wasn’t how time worked here.
For however long I’d been unconscious, he’d been coming down from that adrenaline buzz.
So the sight of him like that, ripped and ready to fuck? To rock my goddamn world? Made me cream.
Hard.
I arched up, loving how my pussy collided with the water, my heat and the temperate liquid merging for a handful of seconds, before he grabbed my legs and flipped me onto my front.
I swear, I was just a frickin’ ribbon stick to these guys, but I wasn’t about to complain, not when the move put me on my belly. He shaped my butt with his hands, then slipped his finger down the crack.
“I’d prefer to fuck you in the ass than chaos,” he rumbled, making my lips twitch.
“Maybe when we have KY jelly,” I teased, and loved how he laughed before he nipped my ass, hard enough to sting, but Kali Sara, what a sting.
I squealed, arching up onto my hands and knees, which had been his intention, I assumed, because within a heartbeat, he was there.
His tongue.
Sweet fuck.
He slid it down the folds of my sex before he thrust it inside me. Every part of me jerked to life in response, my body jolting, every muscle tensing sharply before releasing as I turned into a vat of goo in the water.
My hair flopped over my head, trailing on the surface, my elbows dug into the soft sandy shore, and I just planted myself there, not about to lose out on this moment.
This, the first time Ethan savored me.
And this was savoring.
He ate me out like I was the first meal from Popeye’s after a diet.
He took me higher than I’d ever been before with just how fucking satisfied he sounded. He hummed and groaned, and I knew, from the slight slap of the water, that he was jerking off.
If that didn’t annihilate me, I wasn’t sure what could.
Just thinking of me bringing this powerful man pleasure by the taste of me?
Undeniably incredible.
I shuddered again when he sucked down on my clit, then yelped when he took the padded labia beside my slit and nipped it. My hips bucked, butt dancing to evade his mouth, but he got me good.
Before I could even mewl out a complaint, he covered me. His chest sliding against my back with the water’s aid, his face settling into the crook of my neck.
I felt his breath there, rumbling against my cheek, and I just knew his wolf was close to the surface. Especially when his tongue darted out to flutter over my earlobe, which he proceeded to nip.
Tingles shot throughout my body, making me feel like I’d stuck my finger in a socket—who knew that could feel good? And no, kids, don’t try this at home—and I moaned when he rocked his hips and his dick landed between my ass cheeks.
In my ear, he whispered, “I love you, mate.”
Tears welled in my eyes. “I love you.” Kali Sara, how I meant it.
His hand slipped over my waist, down between my thighs, and I felt him reach for his cock that way, his knuckles brushing my pussy.
Eyes fluttering shut, I waited for him to find his place, but he surprised me.
He didn’t just thrust in, no. He raised his arms, slipping first one then the other down mine, until our fingers were bridged in the lapping shore.
Then, and only then, did he slide home.
And he didn’t fuck me.
Proving that even if his beast was tugging at his control, Ethan mastered it…
Because like he’d tasted me, he savored this moment.
He took a lifetime, rocking inside me, making me feel every inch of him, letting him explore every inch of me. And all the while, the world lazily spun on around us.
The twilight was hushed, the water lapped at our skin, the tumble of the fall rasped along my eardrums while his breath did the same thing.
His fingers tightened around mine, holding me in place, even as he kept me safe, sheltered and secure in his hold.
I hated that I couldn’t see his eyes, but I loved that I could hear his breathing.
The rasping groans, the low grunts, the swift inhales, and the sharp exhalations.
I loved that I could hear him getting to that moment when, out of nowhere, something changed.
It went from being lazy and somnolent, to a claiming.
He moved faster, and the growl that escaped him had me slumping in his hold. My she-wolf had no desire to fight. He’d screwed that right out of me. She just wanted what I did—him.
I moaned as he started to move faster, no longer content to just be languid with how he took me. And I could hear his heartbeat, could feel his breath changing, and knew my body was going through a similar transformation.
I shuddered at the thought as my skin grew hypersensitive, and a keening cry escaped me when he bit my shoulder. Hard. Harder than he’d bit my labia, and I exploded.
It hit me out of nowhere.
I’d never known I needed the sharp sting of pain to make the pleasure come, to make it arrive like a freight train that was derailing, but Kali Sara, when it hit, it hit good.
I felt like I was imploding, decimated into a thousand shards of glittering light that was only kept together by this man’s glue.
He held me through it, and it didn’t surprise me that only when he knew I’d got mine, when he knew I was satisfied, did he let go.
Of course, by now, I was used to the knot, used to the pleasure that came with it, but my hands struggled in his hold, and I twisted them around, gripping his tightly as I dug our joined fists into the sand and surfed through the colossal first wave as he exploded inside me and connected with me, that knot burrowing in deep, so I didn’t know where he started and I ended.
Fingers clenched around his, I shuddered as the pleasure cascaded inside me, much as the beautiful waterfall behind me surged into the pool. I felt like I was put back together again, like my life was finally starting to make sense, and the strangest thing happened.
Something that hadn’t with Eli or Austin.
I couldn’t just feel him physically, I could hear his thoughts again, sure, but I felt him.
And more than that.
I felt the world around me like it had a heartbeat.
It was surre
al, and not what I needed after a mind-blowing orgasm but—
“It’s to be expected,” he rasped, as he slumped on me for a second before he almost immediately took his weight off me.
I wasn’t surprised to find myself adjusted as we rolled onto our sides, the knot still uniting us, my back to his chest, of course, but just more comfortable.
Even if the water did slosh me in the face a little.
He knew, and laughing, he moved his arm so I could rest my head on it.
“Better?” he inquired, teasing me like Ethan had never teased me before.
If I thought the world had come to a standstill before, it certainly did now.
“Are you being playful?” I squeaked, frickin’ shook when he snorted as he kissed my throat.
“My knot in my mate? You bet your fine ass I’m feeling playful.”
And dear Lord, he didn’t just sound relieved, like he’d had the weight of the world taken off his shoulders, but he felt it too.
He felt lighter.
And I knew that sounded crazy, but to me, somehow, it made sense.
I reached up and rubbed my forehead, dispersing a few annoying drops of water that tickled my skin. With each movement, however, I felt like I was going in slow motion, and the truth was, I wasn’t sure if I was tripping or not.
Another snort escaped my uptight—now downtight—mate. “It’s the omega bond, Sabina.” He sighed like he was happy. Like he was redolent, and damn if I wasn’t happy he was feeling like that after a lifetime of being anal-retentive and all that, but I needed answers. “Remember Eli said things would make sense once you were claimed? Now you’re tied to us, we’re your anchors. That means the Mother can let loose and give you your powers without fear of you sinking like a stone in the water.”
My brow puckered, and though what he said made sense, it also had me twitching.
I bit my lip, trying to work through what I was currently experiencing, and then, I felt the heartbeats.
Yeah, I felt them.
“There are many animals here,” he reassured me, but what reassured me was that he could hear my damn thoughts without me having to say a single word.
“There are? Eli and Austin never said that.”
“Why would they? It’s to be assumed. It is a magical forest,” he teased, and there was no hiding from the fact that this teasing stuff made the entire situation more surreal.
“Is my pussy a hallucinogen?” I blurted out.
He froze, then started snickering, and when a laugh howled from him, I figured I had my confirmation. He’d dipped his wick into my magic mushroom pot, and somehow, he’d turned into Austin.
Well, not even Austin cackled like that.
I peered at him over my shoulder, amused that he was just so fucking happy, and I shook my head at the sight of him.
Pouting, I mumbled, “You’d think the Mother would give me a breather after that killer orgasm.”
“When better to open the floodgates?” he questioned, and though his tone grew a little more serious, it wasn’t enough for me to accept that answer.
“I dunno, when the knot releases? Sheesh. She has bad timing all around. This entire period has been beyond strange.”
“You’re in a different world, and I’m not just talking about this realm. Once you’re back on terra firma, things will resonate more. You’re connected to the earth in a different way. I’ve heard no omega say she can hear heartbeats. Your powers aren’t physical, but emotional, don’t forget.”
“Don’t forget?” I immediately complained. “How could I remember? You guys didn’t tell me much.”
He sighed. “You’re an alpha in strength, in power, but you’re the softness to an alpha’s hardness. Where he can only protect and defend, where he will be aggressive to maintain those two stances, you are the mediator. You want to protect and defend, but not with aggression.
“Rather than start a fight, you’ll start a discourse. All while calming your alpha, whose instincts will be triggered, and all while managing to ease the fears of the pack—”
“Sounds like a full-time job,” I rasped, feeling slightly overwhelmed by just what he was saying.
Sure, there couldn’t be that many times when I needed to mediate, but thus far, Eli was butting heads with everyone on his council, which had to mean there’d be arguments in the upcoming days.
The pack probably wouldn’t like that I’d taken on three mates, two of whom were the loathed twins, who were suddenly in higher positions of power, and throw in the fact that I’d been transformed against my will?
None of that looked like it would make my days peaceful.
His hand moved over to my belly, and he tucked me tighter into him. “There is no need to worry,” he rumbled, sounding sleepy now.
Typical man.
“We’re here for you. That, even more than being the leaders of the pack, is our main role in this life.” He kissed my shoulder, and within seconds, was asleep.
And the truth was?
With his words? With his demeanor and behavior?
I could rest too, because even though the forest suddenly had a pulse, even though I could sense the animals wandering around, some of whom were warily eying the resting predators in the pool, I knew he was right.
Everything might be upside down, but he and my other two mates would always ground me.
And I thanked Kali Sara, and not the Mother, for that.
Twelve
Ethan
I stared at her, watching her watch the forest. We’d picked this particular tree so she could look at some rabbits…
Yeah.
Rabbits.
If Austin ever found out about this, I’d never hear the end of it, but what was I supposed to do? Crush that joy in her eyes? Spoil something that made this stressful time a pleasure for her?
Definitely not going to happen.
That was why I was sitting up in a tree, bark digging into my ass crack, all while I tried to figure out how the predator was watching the prey not like it was its next meal, but as if it was a documentary.
She was fascinated though, and not just by the rabbits.
No one really knew what an omega truly felt or didn’t feel unless they were an omega themselves, but I’d never seen Merinda sitting and looking at the local wildlife with that expression on her face.
Bewitched.
Enchanted.
More than that, relaxed. Contented.
I knew she hadn’t had much time to relax in her life, and that she was doing so now filled me with joy, even if I knew both of us were waiting on the next step.
We both knew that something was hiding in the shadows for us, but it didn’t seem to matter, and I was glad. It could have been a shitty time for us, what with what had happened beforehand, but instead, we were making it our own, and I’d admit to feeling a soul deep contentment that I never had before, simply because she was mine and I was hers.
The claiming was rock solid.
Not even a thing anymore.
It just was.
We were mates.
Simple fact.
I pursed my lips as I rocked back into the branch and, adjusting my dick to permit the maneuver, hooked my ankle around the thin spindly end so I could keep myself planted. I rested my hands on my lap and tipped my head back as I closed my eyes.
Ever since she’d started hearing the heartbeats, she’d wanted to find the animals she hadn’t known about thus far.
It told me her she-wolf was still weak if she hadn’t been able to pick up on the enticing scents in the forest, or maybe she just hadn’t wanted to hear them.
Even now, she knew…
Mother.
I just knew she was going to turn vegetarian or something.
I wasn’t even sure if shifters could be vegetarian, but if anyone would try, it would be Sabina. The way she was purposely wishing for food rather than going hunting… I knew I should make her, help her adapt. It was what we did. How we worked, afte
r all.
We were hunters, for Mother’s sake.
Yet also, I couldn’t make her do anything.
I liked watching her discover things for herself, and if anyone was going to decide that now was the time to start eating meat fresh from the source, that was on her. Not me.
And I’d get in Eli’s and Austin’s faces over that too if they gave her trouble. I doubted they would, mind you. It was clear from how we hovered around her that we were all whipped, and none of us gave much of a shit about that.
I sighed, appreciating the constant warmth that felt good on my bones, and the twilit sky that was comfortable on the eye. We were sensitive to light as a species, so this was perfect for us.
It fit.
This was our paradise, I supposed.
The Mother had built it for us, hadn’t she?
Was it somewhere like this where shifters came after they died?
I wasn’t sure I appreciated that thought process as much—
“We have too much living to do before we think about the end,” Sabina murmured.
My eyes popped open at that, but before I could reply, she straightened on the branch next to me. I watched her, cautiously wondering what was wrong. Her back was stiff with tension, and she reeked of worry. Considering she normally smelled beautiful, that instant change had me tensing and sitting up. Peering around, I tried to figure out what she’d seen, but even as I tried, I couldn’t see shit, so I asked, “What is it? What’s wrong?”
“Something’s here.”
Her words were low, measured, but I knew her focus was elsewhere.
I frowned at her, then gritted my teeth when she dropped down to the ground, sinking nine feet as though they meant nothing.
Considering I’d had to help her get that beautiful ass up here, that she could drop down so quickly and with no fear stunned the shit out of me.
I acted seconds after she did, dropping down behind her, but as I approached her, I heard her whisper, “I need a bow and arrows.”
When she was armed with them, I watched her stack them on her body, setting up like she was a pro.
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