“Shower with my incredibly sexy mate, or by myself,” Cole snarked. “I think that’s a pretty easy choice.”
“Well, I didn’t want to force you to shower with me,” I teased.
“Such a hardship,” Cole said as he pulled me closer, his forehead resting against mine. His eyes slipped closed like he just needed a single moment to get himself together.
I was his safe space as much as he was mine, and I didn’t take that lightly.
Neither of us said anything as we undressed and stepped in the shower. For a moment, we soaked in the warmth.
Then Cole was pushing me against the tiles of the shower. I shivered at the change in temperature, but I didn’t focus on it long, not when he kissed me like his life depended on it.
Like I was the only one who could help him hold himself together. As if he needed me as much as he needed oxygen.
I felt the same way.
He scooped me up and my legs wrapped around him. I was already wet for this man and he met me with a plea to make him feel anything but this anger. To ground him here with me.
My nails dug into his flesh, his fingers bruising mine. I reached between us, gripping his cock, stroking it, using the warm water cascading around us to give him the right amount of friction. My teeth nipped at the skin along his neck, deciding just where I wanted to sink my teeth into.
“Bite me, chaos. Claim me, make me yours,” he demanded on a growl.
“Only if you promise to do the same,” I insisted.
With that, I lined him up at my entrance and he snapped his hips forward, filling me in one smooth stroke.
My cries bounced off of the shower walls, voice shaky and pleading as I begged him for more.
One of his hands gripped my ass, the other bracing on the wall behind me as he plowed into me just as fiercely as he’d kissed me moments ago.
“Knot me, alpha,” I demanded.
He shifted his stance, widening his legs slightly before he slammed into me harder, coaxing his knot into my body.
“Fuck yes,” I breathed out as it slid into place, sending a shudder of pleasure through me. I was so worked up that he didn’t have to fuck me long before I was coming.
“That’s right, take as much as you need, chaos. It’s yours. I’m yours,” he promised as my body clamped down around his cock.
A pained groan escaped his lips as I fell apart but he never stopped fucking me. His ragged breathing and shallow thrusts were everything. He was falling apart for me.
I’m not sure who moved first. My teeth were sinking into Cole’s neck, just high enough that it would always be visible.
His teeth found mine in that same spot, a matching set.
Fuck, the things this man did to me.
Our bond flared to life, filled with the pure devotion that this alpha had for me. Mine was the same, likely showing him just how much I loved being with him. How safe and content he always made me feel.
Jack and North were just as present in the bond now, echoes of pleasure they were finding in each other blending with ours.
There was an undercurrent of belonging that had me blinking back tears.
I’d found my home.
Cole turned off the water, still locked deep inside of me, before carrying me out to the bed. I was destroyed in the best way, beyond exhausted.
He laid on his back, my body spread over his chest, ear pressed to his skin. I could hear his steady heartbeat.
I knew we needed to get downstairs for dinner, but I also didn’t want this moment to end. The bond was still wide open, all three of my mates’ presences warming me from the inside out.
