“Rafe,” I said as he walked out of the bathroom, nude and with his damp hair hanging on his forehead. He quickly scanned everything, and his eyes widened with his approach. “Can you hand me that blanket?”
He swept up the blanket that had fallen off the edge of the bed. When he gave it to me, I caught his hand.
Cade’s knot loosened, allowing me free, and I pushed to my knees, making him groan. Slick and cum dampened between my legs.
“Come.” I couldn’t stop my shiver.
I tugged Rafe’s hand as I climbed off Cade.
Rafe’s chest rumbled, then he followed the tug until his knees settled on the edge of the bed, and I was able to make him sprawl on his back across the lower end of the bed.
His eyes followed my movements as I swung my leg over his waist and sank onto his already hard cock.
Muscles on his jaw jumped, and I slammed down until I was on his knot. Balancing with my knees on the bed, I bounced on him with tight pumps. Rafe exhaled with a harsh explosion, and he pushed up, stomach muscles bunching. His large hand cupped the side of my head, and he caught my lips with his. The frantic movement was unpracticed passion. I slid my tongue into his mouth and angled my head to curl my tongue around his. Rafe caught on quickly, kissing me with fervent passion that curled my toes. His hard cock throbbed.
He’d kissed me on the mouth. The fact that he’d given this to me meant more than anything. I pulled back despite him trying to keep the kiss. I panted against his lips, staring into his brown, heated gaze.
Angling my head, I bit into his neck, lower than where I’d claimed Cade, closer to Rafe’s shoulder. He came like a faucet, forcing me into an orgasm. As soon as I pulled back, his face was in my neck and he sank his teeth into my throat, right over my other two claiming bites.
Pleasure licked up my spine, and I cried out, tears flooding my eyes at the tenderness of how he held me. Another layer of warmth hugged me like a blanket. We held onto each other, but he gripped me like I’d float away, his lips remaining under my jaw. I felt on the precipice ofsomething.
Once I claimed Dorian, it would seal them to me.
I pulled back and kissed him again, tasting copper on his tongue. He groaned, pumping his hips up. His knot deflated, and our need dripped onto him.
The door creaked open with Dorian’s entrance. He slowed the closer he got, eyes widening.
I climbed off of Rafe and crawled to the other end of the bed, closer to Dorian. He watched me with wide eyes, also damp from his shower. The front of his pants was tented. I reached a hand out, and he approached as if in a trance. As soon as I touched him, he pulled out of it, but I was already on my feet. The bed elevated me, so he had to crane his neck to look at me. His deep emerald eyes held such emotion.
I wanted to know what it was.
Bending, I bit his neck, claiming him, and a flood of blood coated my tongue.
A sudden influx of emotions crowded my chest.
There was a tether to each, nothing tangible, but it felt like a sting binding me to them. They each . . . tasted different, and somehow I just knew which was which, like their pheromones were attached to them.
I combed my fingers through his hair before lowering to my knees to reach and yank his sweats down. They pooled at his ankles. I caught his thickness, and it pulsed in my hand. Veins throbbed along the girthy shaft.
I wrapped my mouth around his leaking tip. The taste of coffee settled on my tongue, and I swallowed his precum, high on the claiming. I glided my hand down to his knot and squeezed the swelling bulge.
“Yes,” Dorian moaned. “Touch me, Eva, my heart.”
One of my other Alphas touched my hip, then a cock slid into my wet channel. The bliss flooding me tasted like Cade. He thrust deep until his balls slapped against my skin.
They felt so good. I moaned around Dorian’s thick cock.
So much bliss echoed through our bond. My chest was going to burst from happiness.
They really did love me.
Chapter 41
Aviolent heat assaulted my body. My eyes flew open.
They were still fast asleep. I pushed Dorian’s shoulder, and he flattened on his back. Sliding out of Rafe’s arms, I swung my leg over Dorian’s waist and grabbed his limp cock. All it took was two strokes, and he was already hardening. Dorian groaned in his sleep, and I poised him at my entrance, rubbing his wet tip against my slick. I drenched him within seconds.
Dorian hissed a breath in and his hips moved up, pumping his steel shaft inside me.
