And it hurts being separated so soon.
“It’s okay, little moon. You’ve got two more Alphas desperate to claim their mate,” Darius’ voice settles the ache inside and the confusion of my thoughts. He sets me down next to Ramses before he rolls me on to my side, shuffling one of my legs forward.
I twist to watch him through hooded eyes while another ebb of change crashes through me. An effect of my bond with Ramses, my impending heat and wanting to be claimed properly as the Omega of Denali Pack.
Darius sits over my leg, crawling forward before he looks down at me and winks. “Hold on, baby, going to make you mine now.”
Dropping down an arm in front of me, I wrap my hand around it and hold on like he suggested.
“Lift your leg up,” he says, rolling his hips like a stripper, teasing me with the tip of his cock.
Hooking my arm around my thigh, I don’t just lift my leg up, I spread myself wide, and despite Kairo and Ramses being around us they fade away. Or maybe it’s more accurate to say that Darius becomes the storm. His scent rains down on me, while his presence nips over my skin like zapping strikes of lightning, and he laughs his wicked, filthy chuckle, making it rumble around us.
“You want this, huh?” he teases, with his words and his body. His cock knocks inside my pussy before he nearly pulls it out again, while his thumb swirls lazily over my clit.
“Yeah,” I offer, though it gets lost in a moan. My hips tilt, and I tug on his arm so when he pushes in again, more of him fills me.
“Are you hungry for my knot?”
“And all your come,” I tease him, dropping my foot on his shoulder so I can stretch up and squeeze his knot.
“You’re fucking evil, woman,” he says, his jaw locked shut. “I wanted this to be romantic, so you never forget.”
“How could I forget you?” I whisper, wrapping two fingers around his cock so I can jerk him off as he keeps pushing in and out.
He doesn’t answer with his words, instead using his other senses taking my arousal and enjoyment of him even higher. He reaches around to the back of my ankle and bites down hard enough to bruise, but not enough to claim.
“Dare…” I moan, wanting and needing him to stop teasing.
“You want something, little moon?” he asks seriously, before he drives himself deep inside, slamming his knot in too. “You never have to ask. You get everything because you are my everything. The only thing I need.”
He destroys the distance between us so he can kiss me with a sweet ferocity that renders me giddy and has me wavering on the sharpest edge of pleasure filled insanity.
Stretching an arm above my head he drops his mouth to the fleshy part of my boob under my arm before he bites.
With his teeth he bonds us. And with his whispered sweet and romantic promises of always loving me until the day we die he sears himself a part of my happy ever after, as he fills my body with his claim.
He rocks me lazily through my orgasm, keeps me suspended in the aftermath of him until my breathing evens out and my eyes open. “Fuck, little moon, can you feel me like I can feel you?”
I lean up for a kiss, but Darius keeps it chaste before he changes his mind, growls once and drops back down for a kiss full of tongue and desperation. But that is him, and I never want us to lose that.
Pushing him away gently, I wiggle myself free of his knot as both his and his brothers’ claims keep working their way through us. It also amplifies the fact that a third of that bond is missing.
I close my eyes and crawl to Kai. And it’s not just his scent that guides me to him, he’s like being out in the sunshine. His presence is warm and energising.
“Kai,” I whimper, my chin wobbling as I get hit by a memory of first seeing him. I nearly get floored by my embarrassment until I remember the surging memories as something to be proud of, like falling in love should be.
“Do you understand, rohi, now?” He coos in my ear as he pulls me into his arms. His hands skim and rush over my skin, and each touch is loved up and heart-felt.
I nod while kissing him. And he too has his eyes open as wide as they can go. I run my hand over his clipped hair, loving the feel but needing contact as confirmation he’s all mine. Which is nothing more than a result of my heat, because one thing I’ve always known is that Kai was mine, and he’s my home.
He lifts me up, makes me feel like we’re dancing as he twirls our bodies, guiding us up to standing. And then he stretches my arms up over my head, wrapping my fingers around a hand-hole in the wall.
“Let me own you, like you’ve owned me since the second I saw you?” He whispers his question over my lips, a smile on his face. Much like his brothers, his eyes are blazing bright, the green almost iridescent and definitely star filled.
“Yes.”
And the second I speak, he drives himself straight in, stopping when his knot is mashed up against my clit. But then he pulls himself right out, leaving me empty.
