EMME
My morning was spent between three alphas, each of whom had their preferred method of destroying me. Kellan slid his golden dick into my mouth, Hunter claimed my ass, and Finley stepped in as a real team player. Our Grouchy Bear showed no hesitation about sharing me with Hunter during some mind-blowing double penetration.
The three of them worked so seamlessly, it was hard to believe they’d never done this as a pack before. Despite their intimidating sizes, I enjoyed every second of being shared, and my shifter healing had ramped up so that by the time Hunter hauled me into the shower, there wasn’t a single lingering ache. Just shaky knees and trembling muscles as I dealt with the aftermath of pleasure overload.
Under the stream of water, Hunter held me, like he’d done so many times in the past. This was our place of quiet, where we found peace and healing.
I leaned against his chest, just soaking it all in.
In our bond, his wolf pressed against mine as well, and I was filled with the sense of safety that was uniquely Hunter. Partly due to him being my entitled alpha, but mostly because he was, at his core, a true protector.
Our comfortable silence remained as he reached for the body wash and thoroughly covered every inch of my skin. His gentle touch worshipped my body in a different way to sex, and I craved the feeling of his hands on me. When he washed and conditioned my hair,his strong fingers dug into my scalp, and I groaned at how good the head massage felt. I couldn’t help myself, even knowing how that sound sent them feral.
The fact that he’d literally just fucked me until we both came hard enough to see stars wouldn’t change his reaction either. Sure enough, as that breathy sound escaped me, he slid soapy hands down to wrap around my thighs, and in a flash I was pressed against the tiles.
His hard length notched at my entrance, bringing forth more moans. “Are you sore, baby girl?” he asked in a softly dangerous tone, the gold in his eyes bright.
My response was to arch my hips and thrust myself onto the head of his cock. Hunter’s grip on me tightened, and then he pressed inside of me, his pace measured. My entitled alpha moved slowly, and all the while his lips locked with mine in deep, drugging kisses. This was the purest definition of lovemaking, and my heart clenched at the sensation of him surrounding me.
I fought the impending orgasm, my climaxes too quick at times. All I wanted was to drag out this moment and enjoy every second of pleasure. Even slow, there was a maddening rhythm to his thrusts, as he pulled all the way out, and then plunged so deeply that I could feel him through every inch of my core.
“Hunter,” I gasped as my body pulsated. “Alpha, please.”
The gold exploded through his irises, and his pace picked up as he drove into me, shattering me into a release so intense my entire body tensed around him.
“Holy fuck,” I groaned, my lungs aching as I only managed a few random breaths of air. “That was…”
Hunter rumbled out my name when he came, burying his face against my throat, teeth scraping over his bite. The pleasure increased until I was sure I would black out.
It took a long time for our pulses to stop racing, and then the cleaning process started all over again. Somehow, I made it through the second time without getting railed against a wall, and I wasn’t sure if I was disappointed by that or not.
“I’ve got to head into the office for a few hours,” Hunter informed me when we were in his wardrobe. He was already dressed in a dark suit, and I was drooling over how fucking good he looked.
Meanwhile, I was in my usual uniform of sweatpants and hoodie, damp strands of hair hanging down my back.
“But I’ll see you this afternoon,” he continued. “Constantine thinks he’ll have some real answers soon.”
“Stay safe out there,” I said to him, pushing up on my toes for another kiss.
He brushed back the tangled strands of my hair. “You stay safe here,” he ordered, his brow furrowing as he looked me over. “I’ll be keeping an eye on you of course.”
I smirked. “It’s lucky I enjoy being stalked.”
His shrug was effortless. “You say stalking, I say observing without your knowledge.”
A scoff ripped from me as I narrowed my eyes on him. “That’s the same damn thing.”
Hunter’s smirk was pretty enough that I almost forgot his arrogant ways.
When we made it downstairs to the kitchen, he grabbed his to-go coffee, and with one last panty-melting kiss, he left for the office. The rest of my pack were seated at the kitchen counter, breakfast sandwiches in front of them, and there was a plate waiting for me beside my coffee and juice.
Florence bustled over, patting me on the cheek as she directed me to a chair. “We heard you coming down the stairs. Everything is still toasty and warm. I also have pancakes.”
“Thank you, Flo,” I said, my stomach rumbling at the delicious scents in this room.
Slade and Talon wore very similar half-smiles as they watched me, the slight pull from Talon’s scar their only difference.
“That wasn’t all we heard from upstairs,” Slade added to Florence’s statement as he took a sip of tea.
