I thought I could slip and out—that the hardest part would be trying to ignore the sounds coming from the room next door. The squeaking of the four-post bed I’d restored and the bangs of its headboard against the wall as Wild claimed Naomi. Hard.
“Where ye going, City King?”
Wild — that feral fucker had appeared out of nowhere just as I was about to leave. Naked and reeking of what he’d done with Naomi.
My heart screamed at the sight of him, and the laptop fell out of my hands as my wolf charged him without warning.
The last thing I remembered was Wild grabbing the standing lamp I’d unboxed but hadn’t plugged in and swinging it…
He must have knocked me out cold. That would explain my pounding head. I tried to lift my hand to rub at it, but I couldn’t move my arms.
Or my legs!What the hell?
“Brought you a present,” Wild’s voice announced above me.
A spinning sensation.
Then Sea’s voice demanding, “Wild, what have you done?”
I blinked and raised my throbbing head. The world was a blur.
Suddenly, it wasn’t. I instantly regretted not leaving my work laptop behind. Sure, I hadn’t uploaded the past week’s work to the office servers, but losing days of progress would’ve been better than witnessing this scene before me — one I’d never be able to unsee, not in a thousand lifetimes.
Naomi kneeling on the bed in front of Sea with her hands cupped around his face. Her sex glistening with heat. Sea with one hand curled around her wrist. They looked exactly like what they were. Two werewolves on the verge of consummating her heat.
“Caught him attempting to pull a runner,” Wild explained in the same casual tone one would use to talk about inclement weather. “Thought I’d invite him to reconsider.”
“You can’t…” Naomi glanced at me and then up to Wild standing behind me, her face stricken with horror. “You can’t do that! You can’t make him — ughhh!!!”
Naomi suddenly doubled over, letting out a pained cry as the scent of her heat intensified.
“Flower!” Wild appeared on the other side of the bed in the blink of an eye. “Ye’re in need. Let’s get ye sorted, first of all.”
He rubbed her back but threw me a scathing look. “Dublin’s not even worth talking about.”
If Naomi wanted to argue in my defense, she no longer had the strength for it.
She moaned, then panted. “Need… need…”
“I know exactly what ye need, love,” Wild crooned, pulling her back to her knees.
He somehow positioned her limp body so that she was braced against his back but facing me, her slender body, naked, dripping, and glorious.
“But —” Wild spoke in her ear while looking straight at me. “Let’s also make sure we give the wolf refusing to mate ye a show.”
Us
Wild
“Sea,lie horizontal in the bed, will ye?” I instructed the True King while massaging our Flower’s breasts. They were pure perfect. Just enough to fill both hands.
And I could sense how much she appreciated my attention over our mate bond. Fuck. Just like that, I was hard again.
But this wasn’t about me—
“We’ll want to make sure Dublin has a perfect view of your claiming.” Resentment burned inside of me, feral as my unsanctioned King title. But I kept my voice pleasant. “Can’t send him home without a good show, now can we?”
Sea
