“Oh, god!” Jez sobbed, clawing at the cushions beneath her as Knox rode her hard from behind. “I need... I need... oh,god! P-please... please bite me!Please!”
Gage craned around as I stirred, meeting my eyes in the nest’s warm light. “Good, you’re awake. Sounds like we’ve reached the begging part of the program. I’m guessing a mating bite isn’t going to be far behind.”
As though to second the sentiment, Heath nipped the same spot Knox had bitten earlier. His big cock rubbed insistently against my ass. I moaned, my dick twitching to life, even as Knox leaned forward, covering Jez’s body with his much larger one.
SIXTY-THREE
Jez
EVERYTHING HAD BEENa hazy swirl of orgasms, darkness, and sweltering heat for what felt like days now. Had it been days? My body ached enough for it to have been days.
I’d received more than I ever could have asked for. My pleasure, without limits. My mates’ pleasure. Safety and comfort. Yet, none of it scratched the final itch that had been festering steadily beneath my skin.
Some tiny, lingering fragment of my past whispered that I shouldn’t ask for the one thing I still needed. It murmured in my ear that I didn’t deserve my final mate... the mate I’d tried to kill. It snickered and sneered at my desire for Knox’s bite, trying to tell me that if I begged him to mate me, he’d get up and leave the nest in disgust.
For days, I’d resisted asking, even as my need for him grew. Instead, I let myself melt beneath the thrust of his cock and the sound of his growl. If I was allowed that much of him, I would soak it up without risking the rejection that part of me believed would come as soon as I dared to demand more.
That had worked, for a while.
Inside my mind, Heath was heat and passion. Gage was protective care, insulated from my madness by the dampener shot he’d taken. Tony wasn’t part of my bond, but I imaginedhim as a bright spot of sunshine, making my mates feel good when I couldn’t.
Now, something inside me sensed that time was growing short. The idea that my heat might end without experiencing the feeling of Knox’s teeth piercing my flesh brought on increasing panic, and I couldn’t hold back the words that had wanted to escape all along.
“Oh, god!” I sobbed, clawing at the cushions beneath me as Knox pounded into me from behind. “I need... I need... oh,god! P-please... please bite me!Please!”
My panic crested, dreading the prospect that he might pull out of my body altogether. But instead, the pack alpha leaned forward, draping his heavy frame over mine like a blanket. His growl settled into a contented purr, and my fears eased.
“About time,” he rumbled.
A strong arm wrapped around my chest, preventing me from collapsing into a heap beneath the combined weight of his body and my relief. I sagged in his grip, rolling my head to the side since I couldn’t exactly tape a sign to my neck saying ‘Bite Here Now.’
Lips played over the scarred marks left by Heath and Gage’s teeth in my mating gland. I shuddered and moaned, my internal muscles milking Knox’s cock with all the strength my exhausted body possessed. Hot breath exploded against my sensitive skin, and a rough thrust sent sparks exploding across my nerves.
Knox took the juncture of my neck and shoulder between his teeth, teasing my gland with enough pressure to drive me crazy, but not enough to break the skin as his hips pistoned into me. My wavering cry grew into a hoarse scream as my body short-circuited, ricocheting back and forth between one sensation and the other.
The stretch and friction of Knox’s big cock slapping into me won out momentarily, drawing an out-of-control, jerking climaxfrom me. Andthatwas when Knox bit down, the bastard. His teeth plunged through the thin barrier of my skin; the pain of the bite lost beneath my orgasm.
My blood flowed into his mouth. His saliva flowed into my wound. He’d beensalivatingfor the taste of my flesh, and the realization drew a second shuddering peak from me. My mouth was still open to scream, but there was no sound in my ears beyond a distant, high-pitched buzzing. Had I screamed myself hoarse? Or had my hearing fled along with the rest of my senses that weren’t devoted to experiencing pleasure?
The two of us collapsed to the cushion-covered floor. I was aware of my passage clamping around the growing swell of his knot, just like I was aware that his weight on me should have been suffocating, but wasn’t. Both sensations were lost beneath the feel of a third presence opening up in my mind.
Heath had always been sharp edges, harsh angles, and fiery passion. Gage was like a golden retriever most of the time, only becoming a werewolf when danger threatened. By contrast, Knox was quicksilver suspended in liquid nitrogen.
His presence burned with intensity in a way that I would never have guessed from his usual calm demeanor. A thousand thoughts flitted through his mind like a school of gleaming fish, but his cool focus made sure every single one of them was directed in service to whatever he was doing at the time. Whether he was taking me apart in the heat nest or playing three-dimensional chess with an organized crime kingpin, no part of him was distracted.
