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So fucking good.
I cried out as I ground down on Kellan’s fingers and face, which only added to the pleasure. When I released the headboard to claw at the wall, Hunter’s hand landed on my ass in a heavy slap that shot another burst of pleasure-pain through me, pre-cum seeping from me.
“Did I tell you to let go, omega?” he demanded, thrusting harder as he slapped my ass again, timing it with his movements.
“No,” I groaned, gripping the frame again, which resulted in Hunter rubbing his palm over the sting of his slap, and praising me with all the perfect words.
As his thrusts got faster, so did Kellan’s tongue, and he must have been near drowning down there, with Hunter’s balls slapping him in the forehead-not that it appeared to bother him. These alphas might not be into each other sexually, but they were secure enough in themselves not to be bothered by sharing this way.
Hunter’s groan stole my focus, and I looked up at him, finding his head back and the muscles on his neck and shoulders standing out harshly. “You feel so fucking good, baby. Your ass is squeezing my cock and I won’t last much longer before I explode inside you. I want to fuck every part of you, every single night, for the rest of our lives. And eat your sweet cunt every single morning.”
Kellan palmed his cock, the thick tip weeping as it rested against his stomach, visible above the band of his boxers. “Fuck,” he groaned. “Can you finish, Hunt. If I’m not inside my mate in two seconds I’m going to fucking die.”
That got a dark laugh from Hunter. “Wait your turn like a good boy. Good boys get the fucking rewards.”
Kellan released a sound like he was dying and freed his cock fully to squeeze the thick base. The sight of his hand pumping sent me slamming headfirst into another orgasm, and Hunter followed a second later, groaning out my name as the heat of his cum filled my ass.
“This is how I want to die,” Kellan announced when I collapsed on top of him, and I could feel his face and chest were covered in my release. “Drowning in your sweetness.”
“You corny fuck,” Hunter snorted, sounding breathless. “But… you’ve made an excellent point.”
When Hunter slid from my ass, I groaned at the feeling of emptiness, which Kellan cured as soon as he shifted out from under me. He snatched me from Hunter’s arms, dragged me into his lap, and thrust into my pussy so fast that I almost got whiplash.
His movements were rapid and desperate, our eyes locking as I was sucked into the turbulence of his beautiful gaze, until I came again so quickly it could have been considered magic.
Kellan’s relief was obvious. “Thank fuck,” he muttered, and I couldn’t help but laugh and groan as he finished inside me seconds later.
By the time all three of us collapsed in a messy, sticky, amazing heap, I wasn’t the only one ready to pass out. We probably needed to change the sheets and shower again, but that would have to wait until I could feel my legs. Maybe I’d just take a little nap first too.
“That was a perfect fucking night,” Hunter murmured, and I couldn’t have agreed more.
Fletcher might have stolen a lot from me, but he didn’t take this.
EMME
After being loved by my alphas into a near oblivion, followed by a nice long soak in the bath, which was thankfully large enough for the three of us, I managed to get a near full night of peaceful, uninterrupted sleep. No nightmares. No creeping sensation of dread. Just perfect slumber.
The next morning, Kellan and Finley had training, and Hunter needed to head into the office to deal with a new product release. He also had a council meeting afterwards, and I assured him I’d be totally fine. Today was the day I was going to ask Slade to train me.
Once I was alone and dressed, I searched for my phone, which I hadn’t even looked at since I returned. I found it plugged in and charging beside my bed. Scrolling through my contacts, I dialed Slade. “Snow?” he said, answering on the first ring like he’d been sitting there waiting for my call. Knowing him, he had been.
“Oh hey, good morning,” I said, swallowing hard at his deep, rumbly voice.
“Is everything okay?” he asked quickly. “I didn’t expect you up early this morning.”
Heat infused my cheeks at the realization that we’d been very loud last night, and no shifter would have missed what had been happening in Hunter’s room.
Clearing my throat, I hoped my face wasn’t as red as it felt. “Yep, everything is great. I just wanted to see if you’d consider starting my training today. Hunter said you were watching me anyways, since you all agreed not to leave me alone, so I figured what better time than now to start. I need to get stronger and fitter. I need to be able to fight in whatever war is coming.”
Last night, when we’d left the containment room, I’d mentioned to Slade that I never wanted to be a victim again, and he’d agreed to start training me again. I wasn’t sure he expected it to be this soon though.
“We can start today,” he finally replied. “My enforcers will be at the training center, so we should be safe there. You’ve got thirty minutes to get ready.”
“Amazing! Thank you!” I called. “I’ll meet you downstairs.”
Slade grunted and the line went dead.
Hurrying into my wardrobe, I tried to find an outfit suitable for training, knowing I’d need layers to counter the inclement weather. I paused at the new array of hoodies, surprised to find a lot more than just Kellan’s hanging in the row.
It was easy to tell which item belonged to which alpha, from Hunter’s huge sweaters, in black or grey colors, to Kellan’s colorful hoodies with his favorite
Clawtine branding on the back. For the first time though, there was an array of clothing from Slade and Finley.
Slade’s were mostly leather jackets in brown, black, and charcoal, and when I sniffed them I groaned at the whiff of his scent, proving he’d worn them recently.
Finley had left me hockey jerseys and hoodies, and I was torn about how I felt seeing them.
It was nice to feel his effort, but I wasn’t sure I was ready to wear them yet.
Deciding that today I needed to be strong on my own, I didn’t choose any of the alphas’ clothes, dressing in my own fur-lined gym pants, thermal shirt, and simple white sweater.
When I emerged from the wardrobe, I planned to head into the bathroom, only I got distracted by a new pile of car and bike magazines on the end of the bed. I had no idea how long they’d been there, as I could have easily missed them earlier when I raced in here looking for my phone.