Hawk pulled Holly into his arms, turning her toward me as he peeled away the blanket shielding her lush curves.
“Slight change of plans, baby,” Hawk murmured low in her ear, his voice full of gravel. He knew I could hear him—both through my bear ears and over our bond bites—and he didn’t care.
He cupped her big breasts, massaging them in a way that made her groan and arch against his chest as he told her, “He’s afraid he can’t handle you. And let’s be honest—he’s probably right.”
The words hit me like bullets, sharp and merciless, and a groan escaped me, humiliation burning my chest. But for some reason, a new heat lit up my body, and my dick swelled in an instant, the tip wet with something I’d only ever heard about—pre-cum.
“You’ll have to take the lead with him,” Hawk told Holly, his smile curling darkly as his eyes locked on mine. “Claim him since he can’t claim you.”
Holly’s shields stayed firmly in place, sparing me from whatever she might be thinking. But Hawk didn’t spare me. In fact, he hit at me even harder, punching every derisive, judgmental thought he was having about me into my maul bite.
“Climb on top of him,” Hawk told her. His voice dropped, smooth but relentless. “Take what’s yours.”
She hesitated, her gaze darting over her shoulder to Hawk, then back to me.
I couldn’t breathe. Humiliation washed over me in hot, suffocating waves, and for reasons I couldn’t comprehend, I leaked more pre-cum.
“It’s alright, baby,” Hawk assured her, crooning in her ear with an authority that made my stomach twist. “He likes it mean. I promise you. Go.”
Holly tentatively moved to get in position but then hesitated, her thick thighs quivering as she hovered over me, dripping estrus onto my straining erection.
I’d never been so hard in my life. Instinct took over, and I reached up to grip her hips, desperate to guide her down, to feel her?—
“Don’t, puppy.” Hawk’s command cracked through the room like a whip. “You don’t get to touch her. Your job is to fucking lie there while she takes what she wants.”
My cock throbbed violently at his censure, my breaths coming short and uneven. But I obeyed. I dropped my hands, bunching them in the blankets beneath me, my entire body trembling as I waited for her to make her move.
“Go ahead, Holly,” Hawk murmured, his voice soft but commanding. “Take what’s yours.”
She hesitated, her eyes searching mine. Her shields were still up, but whatever she found in my gaze, it was enough. In the nextmoment, her trembling fingers reached between us, guiding me to her entrance.
The instant her wet heat slid over me, I nearly lost it.
“Oh,fuck…” I groaned, my hips jerking up involuntarily as I gripped the blankets beneath us, fighting for control. “Holly, you feel so?—”
“Don’t you dare come before she does,” Hawk interrupted, his voice sharp and unyielding. “Hold it. Be a good boy until our mate’s finished with you.”
The command sent a shock of sick pleasure through me. I didn’t understand why, but something about the restraint, the demand to wait, only fueled the fire raging in my veins.
A tidal wave of need was crashing through me, but I made myself hold back, even as I begged, “Please, Holly. I don’t know how long I can?—”
“Ssh, Leif.” Her hand brushed over my chest, gentle and soothing. “You can do it.”
Her words were a balm, and to my relief, she began moving. Slowly at first, testing, then with growing confidence as she placed her hands on my chest and found her rhythm. Each roll of her hips sent electric pleasure crashing through me. I bit my lip, desperate to hold on.
“You’re doing so good, baby,” Hawk said to Holly, his voice laced with approval. “See how he’s trembling? How bad he wants you? But you know what, fuck what he wants. Take your time. Don’t let him come until you’ve had your fill.”
Her confidence bloomed with his words. Her movements grew bolder, more purposeful. She leaned forward, her braids brushing my chest as her lips hovered near my ear.
“You like this, don’t you?” she whispered.
“Yes,” I gasped. “God, yes.”
Hawk chuckled, cruel and knowing. “Up until you walked into that bar, he thought he was broken. Didn’t like girls. Didn’t like boys. Suspected he’d never want anyone. Isn’t that right, Leif?”
I didn’t realize he’d basically read my sexual history until he said that. My dick jumped with a heat I couldn’t name, even as a molten, nasty shame burned up my chest.
“Hawk…” I rasped, but the truth had already spilled out.
