“I didn’t add to it. You appeared after my first joining in the twin bond.”
Me. Between my mates.
“This is goddess blessed,” I choked out, feeling elated and off-kilter all at the same time.
Slade gaze was filled with green flames. “Yes, Snow. You were always the third piece of us. The rest of our pack is a bonus, but the three of us were meant to be as one.
That statement felt right in a way that very little in my life ever had. Since my hand was already on his chest, I moved it tentatively, unsure if he’d allow me to explore him. “This is okay, right?” I asked, wanting to give him the choice.
“More than okay,” he replied, in that same deep rasp. “You never have to ask permission to touch me, mate.”
That burn was back behind my eyes, my heart filled with as much heat, but I managed to keep it together as I explored the dragons depicted on his body. With each touch, a shudder rocked through Slade, followed by a low groan when I caressed the tiny white wolf that lit up the darkness between brothers.
My own beast preened inside me, proud to be represented on her mate’s skin. To be the light between the shadowy twin dragons, was intense and overwhelming.
When I moved on, I grazed the silver piercings in his nipples and was reminded that he enjoyed pain with his pleasure. My touch turned firmer, and I pulled against the bars, cataloguing every flare of his nostrils and spike in his scent. All the while those otherworldly green eyes bored into me.
Not wanting to leave Talon out, I shifted my stance and placed a hand on each of them, greedily lapping up their full attention. Even locked-in predatory gazes didn’t deter me, and I only grew more confident with each touch.
Slade canted his head to take me in, and as his focus draped over my bare skin, I was reminded that they’d already stripped me completely naked, while they still wore pants and boots.
Which felt decidedly unfair.
Sliding my palms lower, I managed to get the button on Slade’spants undone easily—he was on my right and dominant hand side. Talon took a little longer, but neither of them hurried me. Eventually his button popped too, and with each fork of the zipper lowering, I felt a reciprocating pulse in my core.
Fuck. Me.
The goddess had outdone herself in the creation of these two. All of the alphas in my pack really.
The heavy lengths of their cocks emerged from their pants like weapons of destruction finally freed to play. When I wrapped my palm around each shaft, I had a very real moment when I wondered if maybe I was in over my head.
They were long and straight, with not a single curve along their length, and when I attempted to close my fingers around the girth, I wasn’t even close. “Snow,” Slade breathed, his eyes slitted as he watched me.
It wasn’t a question or a warning, just a sigh of my name, so I continued to explore.
They were so hard their skin appeared stretched almost beyond capacity, the thick heads a deeper red than the rest, and they were both leaking pearlescent beads of pre-cum.
The need to taste them was intense, but I wasn’t quite finished exploring. This had been a long time coming for me, and I wouldn’t rush the moment.
The underside of Slade’s cock was pierced, and while I’d guesstimated the number of bars the first time I caught a glance, today I could count them one by one.
Seven.Spanning from tip to root.
The metal was hot to touch, and I shivered at the thought of not only taking his intimidating length and width, but all of those piercings too. It felt impossible, but I was willing to give it a red hot try. Emphasis on the hot.
“Can I taste you?” I asked, glancing up from under my lashes, both hands overflowing with them. “Please, Alphas.”
I rarely used that title with my pack, but I already knew Slade craved my submission. Similar to Hunter, but also in his own, dominant ways.
Talon enjoyed it too, even with his more tempered strength. “Yes. Fuck yes, Sweet Honey.”
Slade was slower to respond, as he reached out and grasped mychin, tilting my head back until I was helplessly held in his thrall. “Make sure you use teeth,” he ordered, and as he freed me, air rushed back into my lungs with force.
A whimper escaped me, and I managed to dial it back before I fully embarrassed myself. But…holy shit…
CHAPTER 7
EMME
