That night,I’m literally starving after getting double-knotted by both Elias and Rowan. I’m shoveling bite after bite of the juicy steak into my mouth during dinner with the brothers and Nora.
The marks on my neck throb with each swallow, a constant reminder of what happened in that cave. I can still feel Rowan and Elias inside me, their cum sticky between my thighs despite the shower I took before dinner.
“You’re eating so fast!” Nora laughs as she takes a sip of apple juice. “Like a wolf!”
I glance up, suddenly aware of four pairs of eyes watching me. Rowan and Elias wear subtle smirks, pleased with themselves for working up my appetite. Drake’s eyes narrow as they dart between my face and my neck. Kieran’s gaze is locked on the right side of my neck where Elias’s teeth broke skin just hours ago.
“I’m just hungry,” I say, instinctively reaching up to adjust my sweater’s collar, trying to hide the marks. The fabric barely covers them, and Kieran’s eyes darken when I touch the spot.
Kieran finally breaks his stare, turning his attention to his sister. “Eat your greens, Nora.”
I take the momentary reprieve to catch my breath, only to find Drake watching me from across the table. Unlike Kieran’s burning intensity, Drake’s gaze holds something softer but no less hungry. He looks like a man who’s missed a meal that everyone else got to enjoy. His fork twirls idly between his fingers as his eyes roam over my face, my neck, my chest.
They can’t say anything or confront me in front of Nora, which I’m grateful for.
I stab another piece of steak, suddenly aware of how the fabric of my sweater rubs against my sensitized nipples.
The pregnancy has made them perpetually swollen and tender, and the slight friction as I move sends little sparks of pleasure straight to my core. I shift in my seat, uncomfortable with how wet I’m getting just from their stares.
“Ms. Patricia says we’re learning about space next week,” Nora continues, filling the silence with her school stories. “And I told her my brother builds things that touch the sky, which is almost like space.”
“That’s right,” Elias responds. “We design very tall buildings.”
Nora launches into a detailed explanation of her understanding of space, planets, and stars, complete with dramatic hand gestures that nearly knock over her glass of milk. I’m grateful for her constant chatter; it’s keeping the alphas from saying what I know they must be thinking.
Kieran keeps stealing glances at my neck, his jaw tightening each time. I wonder if he’s angry. He’s the pack leader after all, and traditionally, he should have been the first to mark me. But nothing about our relationship has been traditional from the start.
The small swell of my belly brushes against the edge of the table as I lean forward to take a sip of water. My pregnancy isn’tvery obvious yet, but there’s a definite curve there now, housing the tiny life that binds me to this pack forever.
An hour later, the house is quiet.
Nora is asleep, and the alphas have all retreated to their rooms or offices. I make my way to the library, drawn to the peaceful sanctuary of books and the comfortable window seat that looks out over the moonlit property. I settle in with a romance novel on a big chair that probably belongs to Kieran.
I’m not sure how long I’ve been reading when I hear the library door open.
Glancing up, I see Kieran and Drake enter. Drake immediately moves to lock the door behind them, the click of the mechanism echoing in the silent room.
My heart rate accelerates, blood rushing in my ears.
“Enjoying yourself?” Kieran asks, his voice deceptively casual as he approaches.
“Just relaxing,” I say, looking up as he walks over to me. When he reaches me, he gently takes the romance novel from my hands, glancing at the cover with mild interest before setting it aside.
“Did you enjoy yourself earlier today?” he asks, his voice dropping to a husky timbre. I shiver at that dark look in his eyes.
The double meaning is clear. He reaches out, his large hand cupping my breast through the thin fabric of my nightgown. His light touch sends a jolt of pleasure through me.
“Did you let Elias and Rowan knot you today?” he asks, his thumb finding my nipple and circling it slowly.
“Yes,” I admit in a whisper as my breath hitches.
His hand squeezes my breast a little tighter, making me gasp. “And are those their marks on your neck?”
I swallow hard, suddenly nervous. “Yes.”
Drake approaches from behind Kieran, slinking in like a panther. He kneels in front of me, pushing up the hem of my nightgown to reveal my white cotton panties. I hadn’t bothered with anything fancy for bed, but now I wish I had.
“Her panties are soaked through,” Drake growls as his fingers trace the wet patches that have formed both at the front and back of my panties. “She’s leaking slick from her ass and pussy. Not as innocent as we thought, is she?”
