Chapter Twenty-Four

Amara

I n her wolf form, Amara was enjoying the solitude of a night run. The breeze was a little humid, but the night was cooler.

Trees hugged beaten paths, their large leaves dotting out the bright moon, but that didn’t stop her from tracking down small prey and chasing them back to their homes. She never killed though. She’d never found pleasure in taking a life, even if it was a small animal.

The rest of the pack was asleep and tucked away in their cabins. She had been grateful that she hadn’t had to see her father that day too. After work, she had gone straight home and into her cabin. She quickly showered until she was sure the scent of her men was off of her and then washed her clothes immediately after.

She knew she was going to have to tell her father about them sooner rather than later. Especially now that Drake had marked her too. And while she had every intention of doing so, she wanted to ask the guys to be with her when she did so she wouldn’t have to face her father’s wrath alone.

As she stomped through a small puddle, she pondered how things had changed, how she had changed. It hadn’t been that long since she’d met them, and already she decided to leave the pack for them. She leaped over a small branch and grumbled to herself about how long it had taken her to figure out what she truly wanted. But now that all three of them had marked her, her path had become clear. She just needed to find the strength and courage to take that first step.

She ran as fast as her four legs would allow. It had been a while since she had been able to shift because she’d been too focused on making sure Knox was clean to stick to her regular shifting schedule. Besides, it wasn’t like there were many places to shift in town.

She was doing laps around the outer perimeter of the property. Her lungs burned, the wind ruffled her fur, and her paws pushed against the forest bed. But when she smelled three familiar scents, she came to a skidding halt. Eyes narrowed, she scanned the area and perked her ears, trying to figure out where the scents were coming from and hoping like hell she was wrong.

When she didn’t see them, she followed her nose, both with fear and excitement churning her gut. They shouldn’t be here, yet she was excited that they were.

She finally spotted them a few yards away. All three of them were in wolf form. It was the first time she had seen their wolves, and she took them in. Drake was black – that she was sure of. Zeke was brown, and Knox was silver. They were all walking funny, however, as though they were drunk.

She laughed internally and shook her head before getting an idea. They hadn’t spotted her yet.

Crouching down low, she began to stalk toward them. She ducked behind a bush and then, at just the right moment, she lept out with a growl and tackled Knox. They tumbled around for a minute, Knox growling deeply. But when he pinned her to the ground, he blinked, having caught her scent.

Both of them shifted back, naked, and once they were no longer wolves, he took her mouth. He tasted like alcohol, but she didn’t care. She kissed him back.

“Hi,” she said as soon as he broke the kiss.

“Little bunny,” he murmured. “I almost ripped out your throat.”

She squirmed beneath him. “Kinky,” she teased as the other two shifted back and made their way over to them. “In all seriousness though, what are you guys doing here? If my father catches you here, there will be hell to pay.”

Knox stood up and held out a hand. She took it, and he pulled her to her feet before he grabbed her ass. “What do you think we’re doing here?”

“How am I supposed to know? Why do you think I asked?” She playfully slapped his chest. “I just left you guys this morning. You can’t go one night without seeing me?”

Drake slid up behind her, pulled her hair to the side, and kissed her neck. “Be a good girl, and take us back to your place.”

She let out a shaky breath and rested the back of her head against Drake’s shoulder. “That’s a really bad idea,” she whispered.

“Would you rather we fuck you right here?” Knox asked, slipping his hand between them and applying pressure to her clit.

Zeke moved to her side and ran a hand down her ribs. Her flesh was covered in goosebumps in a matter of seconds. “Take us back to your place so we don’t get caught.”

It was obvious that she wasn’t going to get out of this, but she wasn’t sure she wanted to anymore. Even though she had left them that morning, she had missed them throughout the day. She had gotten used to all four of them being in the same place, but the problem was there was no way they could move in with her, and she wasn’t sure they wanted her to move in with them yet either.

“Alright, fine,” she told them. “But stay quiet, or we will all be in some shit.”

Quietly, she led them through the trees back toward her place. She was still amped up from the run – she always was if she didn’t run long enough – but she guessed the guys would help her find other ways to decompress.

Her senses were on high alert as she listened for any indication that someone might be out there with them. Thankfully, she managed to get them back to her place undetected. She quickly opened the door and let them inside. As they looked around, she realized it was the first time that Drake and Zeke had been there.

Once they were all inside, she closed and locked the door, grateful for the new doorknob.

They surveyed her space while she pulled on her fingers. “So this is my place and –” They turned to look at her, and there was a feral heat in their expressions. She gulped.

“Bedroom?” Drake growled.

She pointed up the stairs, and then Knox’s mouth was on hers. He started backing her toward the steps, and when her calves hit them, he hoisted her up and wrapped her legs around his waist. Together, the four of them climbed the stairs to her bedroom .

Knox tossed her onto the bed, and she grew breathless as the three of them stood over her, staring at her like they wanted to devour her. She realized her bed and her room were not nearly big enough for the four of them.

Resting on her elbows, she took them in, wondering who was going to make the first move. But all three moved at once. Drake’s hand slid up her thigh and she spread her legs for him. His fingers immediately found her clit at the same time Zeke’s palms roamed her chest before his fingers expertly pinched her nipples. She arched off the bed, and Knox captured her mouth.

She would never get tired of this, the feeling of them practically worshiping her. She had thought it would be hard to keep up with them, but they made it work flawlessly. There was no worrying about giving one guy more attention than the others. Not that they’d let her. They always took the attention they wanted.

She moaned softly into Knox’s mouth, and her fingers tangled into Zeke’s hair.

Drake slid two fingers inside her, slicking them, and brought them back to her clit. “So wet,” he murmured. His fingers made lazy circles that drove her mad. She couldn’t help but rotate her hips, wanting more friction, but he pinned her down, tsked, and then his tongue flicked against it.

Knox broke the kiss and moved his lips to her ear. “Move in with us, little bunny.”

She gasped as Drake’s tongue flicked her clit again but with more force. “W-what?”

“You heard me. Pack your shit, and move in with us.”

They were so not having this conversation right now. “I don’t think now is the time, Knox,” she said before biting her lip to keep from moaning.

“Now is the perfect time,” Zeke said against her nipple .

Her back bowed from the sensations of the pleasure they were giving her. “I can’t just up and leave. I have to – I have to talk to the alpha first.” She purposely avoided calling him her father. It wasn’t the right time or place to bring him up.

She could feel the tightness curl in her lower abdomen, and just before she was ready to come, Drake pulled away. “Say yes, or I won’t let you cum, Amara.”

Her groan was one of frustration. She had been so close, was practically there. And now they were torturing her, refusing to let her cum until she agreed. It was what she wanted, of course, but there was still so much they had to figure out. “You guys are cruel,” she hissed. She scrubbed her hands down her face. “You know how dangerous that is, right? I thought you guys didn’t want any trouble.”

“Fuck the consequences,” Knox said.

“We’d rather have our mate,” Drake agreed before he dipped between her legs again and returned to licking her clit. She writhed as he brought her to the edge again before he stopped. “Now, say yes like a good girl.”

She had been even closer this time, and the fact that he stopped before she could come made it painful. Her fingers curled into the comforter. She was so frustrated that she wanted to scream and she knew they were doing this on purpose.

She swallowed hard. “Okay. Okay, I’ll move in. Just . . . fuck me please.”

She gasped as the men moved. Zeke toyed with her nipples and Knox nibbled on her neck. It felt amazing, but it wasn’t enough to get her over the edge. Instead, it just kept her teetering there.

Drake pushed in two fingers, crooked them, and sucked her clit into his mouth. She rocked her hips against his face, small gasps escaping her throat, and then came all over his fingers within seconds. When he was finished, he pulled his fingers out. She whimpered at the absence, but she didn’t have to wait long to be filled again.

With Zeke underneath her, his dick stretching her ass, Drake in her pussy, and Knox in her mouth, she was rewarded over and over again for the next several hours, just for agreeing to move in with them.