Chapter 4

Four

I set my head next to him. His hand reaches for me, but he groans, grabbing his side.

"Can you ask Luna to back up?" a man asks, looking at me with fear.

That look is crushing. First, I had put them in harm, and now Max was hurt because he was trying to protect me.

I huff, Max's hair fluffing up as he looks at me, trying to smile. I lick him as gently as I can, causing him to laugh before glaring at the doctor, who backs away. As I move, the rest of the pack moves in closer to the Alphas.

They were all scared of me, I realize, watching as they converge to help their Alphas.

"We should go."

"But our mates," my wolf argues as we take another few steps backward. She lays down, and we stare at them from our spot away from the others.

Max screams, and we rise to our paws. The doctor looks over at me in horror. Garret turns his big, fluffy head our way and walks toward us.

"It's okay, little wolf. He will be okay," Garret's voice soothes in my head, his muzzle sliding up mine before he shifts into his muscled, naked human form. The hard lines of his abs scream to be traced by my tongue.

A man approaches us, a stack of clothes in his hands, stopping about five feet from Garret, his shoulders trembling.

"Okay, princess. Take my hand, and we can go take care of Max together," Garret offers, holding his hand out to me. For a moment, I remember the feel of it on my body. Images of last night swarm my memory, and my human hand clasps his. His eyes seem to drink me in.

"There is our beautiful girl." He pulls me flush against him, growling possessively as his cock twitches against my belly. My fingers explore his body as his arms envelope me.

"I would rather not have to kill the men in my pack for watching you shatter against a tree, impaled with my dick, so we should probably head inside," Garret warns, causing a giggle to escape me. He turns slightly, releasing me to reach for his clothes.

"Luna," the man offers, holding out a shirt to me, his eyes still downcast. I take it immediately, bringing it to my nose to smell it. Garret's scent swirls up my nose, so I pull the shirt on. It drops to my thighs.

When I look back up at Garret, he has a wolfish grin of pride on his face.

"Come, little wolf."

"You just said not here," I respond cheekily, letting him lead me back over to the others. He roars with laughter, pausing next to Chase, who looks over curiously, his eyes dilating when he sees me.

"You gave her your shirt?" he asks Garret with a frown.

"I'll wear you later," I tease, garnering a low growl and heated gaze.

"There's our Luna," Max greets, his pained face tugging at my heart. He shifts as if to reach for me and groans.

"Get her back," the doctor orders, looking even more terrified now that I am standing right next to them.

"She is my mate," Max snarls, then cringes.

"But I though she was Alpha Garret's mate," the doctor asks, looking at Garret's possessive hand on my hip.

"She is mine as well," Garret confirmed.

"And mine," Chase adds, tucking a wild lock of my hair back.

The doctor nods, but the smell of fear emanating from him doesn't ease. He focuses his attention back on Max.

"While he was trying to refuse Alpha Magnus’s order, he broke at least five ribs fighting his shift. Honestly, they might repair if he shifts, or we can reset them and let them heal that way."

"So my options are pain, pain, or pain," Max grumbles.

Very carefully, I caress his face. His eyes light up, the pain leaving his face as he finds my eyes, a smile tugging his lips up.

"Maybe the mate bond can make it more comfortable?" I ask, looking at the doctor, who refuses to make eye contact with me.

"If you were of age and had your wolf naturally, it would," he responds, looking over at Chase.

"You literally just saw her wolf," Chase argues.

"Alpha, smell her. She has no scent of her wolf yet. That being said, she shouldn't have been able to shift," the doctor informs.

"We will take care of Max. Everyone is dismissed," Chase orders, causing everyone to immediately disperse.

The doctor walks away, still looking at me warily.

"Alpha Chase, Sola was just angry and wanted to protect me," I say, looking up at him.

"Is that her name? She was magnificent," Chase sighs.

"Truly stunning," Garret agrees, squeezing my hip.

"I can't wait to run with her through the woods," Max adds nuzzling my hand.

I smile, feeling a thrum of curiosity bloom within me.

"She is curious what your wolves will be like."

"They will worship her," Chase says, kissing my temple. I look up into his eyes.

"What should we call you?" he asks, moving closer.

"Luna," I respond, my given name causing the three of them to growl softly.

"As you wish, Luna. Garret, help me get him up to our room so we can welcome our Luna properly."

Heat pulls deep in my belly, and as they pick him up, I wonder who will be buried deep inside me soon. Sola's essence sends heat pulses through me, ramping up my own desires as we walk up to their room.

"She smells like that, and I can hardly move," Max growls, pain contorting his face.

Chase and Garret set him on the huge bed I had woken up in.

"It's a shame all your bones don't respond like the one last night."

"I wouldn't argue if you tried to repair me with that glorious pussy."

"You'll stop me if you're in pain?" I ask, my nipples pushing against the soft fabric of Garret's shirt.

"I will tell you, but my wolf Aleon says to fuck me until my ribs rebreak."

I bite my lip, glancing at Chase, who already has his shirt off.

"Show me what to do."

He grins, stepping closer and capturing my lips, his strong arms pinning me to him. The back of the shirt slides up, and my bare ass is greeted by large, greedy hands.

"Her ass is so fucking perfect," Garret growls before pulling me from Chase and grinning at me.

"But that talented-as-fuck mouth has your name on it, Chase."

He kisses me, his tongue fighting for dominance as hot liquid streams down my inner thigh.

"Okay, Babygirl, you're gonna crawl onto the bed and straddle Max. If this is all too much for him, he can watch while we make you scream his name," Chase explains as Garret spins me to face the bed.

Max's right hand clutches his side as the other slides his belt free. Chase moves to get into the bed, now completely naked. Garret's hand grasps my hips as I walk toward the bed. He lifts me and sets me gently on Max's pant-clad legs. His cock springs free from his pants, and I immediately reach for it, grasping the thick, solid mass like Garret had shown me last night. He moans, his hand still clutching his side.

"I don't want to make the pain worse."

"Little wolf, it causes more agony to have that perfect cunt so close but not trapping me to this bed."

I crawl up, trailing butterfly kisses up his torso, lightly across his side and over his fingers before greeting his smiling lips with a deep kiss. His cock throbs against me, and I pull back.

"I need you inside of me," I tell him, ending my stroking and tentatively moving my hips to press him into me.

"Slowly, love," Max growls.

I try with all my might to sink onto him slowly, but the tearing sweetness and drag of his cock urge me on. I pant, trying to keep my body from taking over.

"Is this okay?" I ask, looking at his open mouth.

"Fucking paradise. Is the pain okay for you?" he asks, his hips rolling, causing the head of his massive cock to punish me deep within.

"The pain is no deterrent for me, only makes me want to ride you harder," I respond.

"Take me, baby," he gasps, his lips parting.

"Garret, can I have your arms for support so I don't hurt him?" I ask, immediately surrounded by strong arms and a mouth on the side of my neck.

"Fuck him good, princess."

I grasp Garret's arms, pushing down as I rise slightly, watching Max’s face for any sign of pain as I begin to move. When nothing but pleasure and concentration appear, I move more, exploring my body with his cock. Soon, I'm breathless.

"Garret, I need you inside me," I cry, reaching for Chase, who slides down the bed, carefully setting Max's head on his thigh so I can have full access to his straining cock.

I can't believe that he had fit that inside me, but I wonder how much of him I would be able to take in my mouth. Garret moves, and Chase takes my arms. Garret reaches down to my thrusting hips before his cock is straining against my asshole. He grasps my shoulder.

"Easy, Garret," Chase reminds.

"Fuck me, Alpha Garret," I insist instead.

Garret thrusts into me, making me scream and clench around Max hard. Chase growls.

"Dude, you could hurt—" but the rest of his words cease as I take him quickly into my mouth, adjusting to the fullness for a heartbeat before Garret roars, slamming into my ass, causing Max to slam against my interior wall, making me scream around Chase’s sugar-sweet cock. It slides deep into my throat with every punishing thrust.

Warm hands grasp my hips, and I tense, worried we had hurt Max.

"Don't let up, little wolf. Moon Gods know you're fucking perfect," Max urges, and I let the rhythm continue, sucking and slipping on the giant lollipop cock in my mouth and thriving on all the hands grasping me as every move sends electric-like pleasure through me. Max lets out a deep, guttural groan and spills into me, sending me into a freeze to take control and ride him hard as my own orgasm slams through me.

As it tapers off, another roar sends me over the edge again as hot seed fills my ass. Max clutches me to him, his knot popping into place, sending my nails clawing into someone as the pleasure becomes unbearable.

I reach up, grasping Chase’s swollen knot and taking him as far as I can, the taste of his cum searing my throat.

Sweaty bodies surround me as I release Chase from his entrapment. He falls back on the bed, his chest heaving, and I peel myself off of Max, suddenly very aware of his ribs.

"Max, are you okay?"

"Better than okay, your magic pussy did the trick."

The men laugh, and I wince slightly as Garret pulls out of me, and I am free to sit up, unimpaling myself from the deliciously moist man meat no longer tucked deep within.

I reach for his ribs carefully, but he intercepts and pulls my fingers to his mouth, kissing across my knuckles, then sitting up and kissing me until I’m breathless.