The three of us rush up the stairs, me taking them two at a time. She thinks she can tease us like that and the wolves aren’t going to just come after her? She’s already halfway down the hallway by the time I hit the main floor. Moonlight cuts through the large modern windows, painting silver across her skin as she darts toward the bedroom. She’s still in those tight leggings and sports bra from sparring, every curve of hers on display.
I catch the edge of her laughter turning breathless as she rounds the corner toward the main room.
Dredyn is a goddamn freight train, and Jasper’s flanking my left as the three of us barrel down the hallway.
She wants all of us tonight. Whatever Valen said to her rattled her cage, and this is how she wants to put the bars back together—remind herself who she belongs to.
Game on, Princess.
I shoulder through first, heart pounding, cock already straining against my sweats. The room’s dark except for the glow from the hallway spilling across the bed. She’s standing at the foot of it, chest rising and falling fast, eyes bright with triumph and anticipation.
“Caught me,” she whispers, voice husky. “Now what?”
Dredyn’s behind me, breathing hard, and Jasper steps in last, closing the door with aclick.
I stalk forward, slowly, letting her see exactly what she’s unleashed.
I reach her in two strides and cup her jaw, thumb brushing her lower lip. “Now, we finish what you started.”
Her pupils are blown wide, lips parting on a shaky exhale. She leans into my touch, and her mouth opens under my thumb. She nips the pad of it, making my cock throb.
I don’t answer her with words, I answer with my mouth on hers. She melts into it instantly, fingers twisting in my shirt,pulling me closer, like she can’t get close enough. I taste beer and adrenaline and her, and it’s fucking addictive.
Dredyn slips behind her, sandwiching her between us, his hands sliding under the hem of her sports bra, pushing it up and off. She breaks the kiss on a gasp as he palms her breast, thumb rolling over her nipple and tugging hard.
“Thought you could run from us, Hellcat?”
Mara arches between us, head falling back onto his shoulder, exposing the long line of her throat. “Maybe I just wanted to be caught.”
Jasper catches her wrists, lifts one to his mouth and bites down on the inside of her forearm. His other hand slides down her stomach, fingers hooking into the waistband of her leggings and tugging them down her hips.
I drop to my knees in front of her. She looks down at me, lips swollen, chest heaving. Whatever Valen said tonight still lingers in her eyes, and I hate it.
So, I do what I do best—make her forget about everything else in the world.
I press my mouth to the soft skin just above her panties. She jerks in the others’ arms as Dredyn holds her up now, one thick arm banded under her breasts, the other sliding down to cup her through the fabric while I peel her leggings the rest of the way off.
“Fuck, Talon,” she gasps as I drag my tongue up the inside of her thigh, teeth grazing the sensitive crease where leg meets hip. I hook her leg over my shoulder and lick into her like I’m starving. Her hips start to chase after my tongue and I work faster. She’s soaked already, thighs trembling, and every moan she lets out goes straight to my dick.
Jasper turns her face to his and kisses her, swallowing all of the moans I elicit out of her with my mouth.
I slide two fingers into her, curling them just right and she rips away from Jasper’s mouth to cry out. “That’s it, Princess,” I murmur against her clit, sucking hard enough to make her knees buckle.
Jasper signs something above me to her that I can’t make out, but Mara does and nods. She comes fast and hard, clenching around my fingers, her whole body locking up as the orgasm rips through her. Dredyn holds her through it, growling praise in her ear, while Jasper strokes her hair back from her damp forehead.
But we’re nowhere near done.
I stand, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, and she looks up at me. Dredyn spins her around before she can catch her breath, bending her over the edge of the bed. He’s already shoving his sweats down, cock thick and heavy in his fist.
“My turn,” he says as he fists his dick before lining up and pushing in with one thrust.
Mara’s back bows, a low moan tearing out of her as he bottoms out. Jasper’s in front of her now, kneeling on the mattress, guiding her mouth down onto him. She takes him eagerly, hollowing her cheeks, one hand braced on his thigh while the other reaches blindly for me.
I strip fast, climbing onto the bed behind Dredyn’s rhythm. He’s fucking her hard, hips snapping, the slap of skin on skin filling the room. Every thrust pushes her further onto Jasper, and the sight of it—all three of us connected through her—makes my chest tight in a way that has nothing to do with lust.
This is ours.
Sheis ours
