“Umm, I’m only like, two inches in,” Cole apologizes and I curse, leaning forward as I feel him pour more lube.
“Of course the hot guys that think I’m amazing have huge cocks,” I complain without heat, gently rocking back as he pushes forward. “You just can’t have a single flaw, can you? Like a third nipple or something so you’re not so perfect it hurts?”
Ares groans right alongside me the deeper Cole manages, the tightness nearly unbearable. “Do you want me to point out all the ways we suck?”
I bite his shoulder hard enough to leave a mark, his cock jerking inside of me as Cole presses against my back while endlessly circling my clit. “No, I want you guys to make me come at least twice as a reward for taking all of this dick like a champ.” My voice is muffled as I fight through adjusting to feeling so ungodly full, but I know they heard me by their amused chuckles.
Cole’s thrusts are shallow as he takes a sharp intake of breath, chest rumbling with pleasure as I gently rock between them. Most of Ares’ efforts are spent keeping us all from toppling over like sexy dominos, and I have to appreciate his sacrifice as another jolt runs through me. Cole unzips my dress enough to bare my breasts, pinching and rolling one of my nipples in tandem with his ministrations between my legs.
Ares thrusts deeply once more with a curse, and feeling the effect I have on him? Knowing I brought him to this point? It’s heady in a way like nothing I can describe. With the next jerk of his cock, he bites my shoulder with a savage sound. As he starts coming inside of me, I shudder around him, the sensation only amplified when Cole bites down on my other shoulder.
It’s not pretty. It’s savage, messy, and I’m sure I look like hell, but I couldn’t even care about what someone would think if they walked in on us right now. All I wish was that we weren’t missing someone, but truth be told? I’m happy we’re claiming in stages. Handling two men is hard enough; I need to work my way up to something like a gangbang.
Cole pulls out first, helping me to my feet as he ties off the condom and bends down to grab my ruined underwear, stuffing both into his pocket. My thoughts must be clear on my face because he rolls his eyes.
“I’m notthatlevel of weird. Yet. But we don’t want to leave any more evidence of us being here than necessary. Fingerprints are bad enough, but they’d be hard to get in a place like this that sees so much traffic. Semen on the other hand is pretty hard to explain away.”
I fix the short skirt of my dress, blushing as I feel the air caressing every naked curve. “Someone’s going to get an eyeful of my ass on the stairs when we leave.”
Ares traces the bite mark on my shoulder with his fingertip, orange eyes brighter than I’ve ever seen them. He looks every bit the predator he’s concealing right now, danger radiating off of him in waves. There’s a small, instinctual part of me that wants to hide, but a much larger one that wants to surrender control and submit to him.
“I’ll take care of that, don’t worry.” And for once? I don’t give it another thought, trusting that he wouldn’t lie and things will be alright.
“It’s the alpha thing,” Cole assures me, tracing his mark with his tongue before kissing it. “Not in the sense of how wolves tend to create their hierarchy, but the term ‘king of the jungle’ came from somewhere. The strongest shifters occasionally get into fights over who’s really the top of the food chain, but all of the felines in our section of the wilds know Ares could destroy them if he wanted to,” he purrs in my ear, getting hard again as he runs his hands over me, like he can’t help but to touch me right now. “He’s been too close to going feral for years and they can sense that, know better than to risk it. Trust me gorgeous. You may be human, but you have the instincts of a shifter too; they’re just diluted.”
I swallow, feeling the truth in his words. “We should go check on Ozzy and regroup; come up with our next move.”
“He’s going to be impossible after this,” Ares points out with a smirk. “So expect him to smother you more than usual.”
We make our way out of the room and down the hallway. When we get to the main area, Selena catches my eye and smirks, raising her glass in my direction and I feel my cheeks heat. Gently, I trace the teeth marks that I know will certainly bruise.
I may not be a mage, but I wear my own marks on display here, and not a single glance in my direction shows anything other than envy or amusement.
When we get to the stairs, I blurt out a surprised laugh as both of Ares’ hands slap down to cup my ass, staying close to my back to block anyone’s view from below. “See? What did I say about being too perfect? You’re going to give me inadequacy issues here,” I chuckle as we head outside onto the street.
“Says the most amazing mate I’ve ever met,” Cole protests and I snort.
“Hopefully I’m the only mate you’ve ever met.”
He winks. “So there’s no reason to worry; it’s not even a competition.”
As we step onto the sidewalk the levity drains away as we fall into a typical routine of caution. Human-shifter relationships are still sneered upon here, even if they aren’t outright illegal, and it can bring out some really hostile crazies. Someone bumps into my shoulder on the sidewalk and I grab Ares’ arm before he retaliates.
“It was an accident, it’s fine.”
He cranes his head behind us still and I follow his line of sight. “It’s the middle of the night, the sidewalk isn’t that crowded.”
I frown as I watch the man walk away, glancing over at Mystics with disgust before carrying on. That in itself isn’t registering as odd to me, but his outfit is. Even this late at night the weather is mild compared to what it’s been the last few weeks. I only have a slight chill in this getup, and it’s more from the breeze against my naked ass than anything. This man on the other hand, is in jeans and a simple t-shirt with a scarf draped around his neck.
If you’re cold enough for a scarf, you wouldn’t be walking around in a t-shirt.
“Should we follow him?”Ares’ voice responds, and both of our gazes whip to one another before breaking out in matching smiles.
“See, Rin? You’re so amazing that you fuck a pack link into creation. You’re obviously way out of our league here, andwe’rethe lucky ones,”Cole humors me and I roll my eyes. Still, I can’t hide my massive grin.
Yes, we should follow him. Cole, why don’t you go get the truck while we keep tabs on him?
Cole departs casually, yet quickly, while Ares and I fall into step behind the man. He’s young, mid-twenties if I had to guess, and has earbuds in, not paying attention to what’s happening around him. He keeps his head down, like he’s not trying to draw any unwanted attention either, and I wrestle with my instincts.
