Chapter 12

Korren

I yanked her shorts down over her hips with quickly evaporating restraint. My mind lost its ability to function, to think beyond the wetness of my fingers and the smell of her desire.

Spreading her thighs wide, I dragged my thumb across her soaked clit and glanced at Ezra and Valor. They were still as sentries, chained to the picture before them. Brielle writhed beneath the heady combination of my touch and the weight of their stares.

"This cunt is weeping, love," I said as I spread her with my index and middle fingers. She gasped, the sound a brazen, lusty call. "Tell me what you need."

Shaking her head as if to clear it, Brielle met my gaze. "I need more."

I sank my fingers between her folds, enjoying the sensation of her parting around me. I was close enough to brush her entrance but not invade.

Her hips rose of their own accord. "Ah, that feels so good. Goddess, give me more."

"Are you sure? I don't think you're ready yet," I taunted.

Her eyes narrowed, and I smirked at her unsated yearning.

Make her beg for us, my wolf urged.

She made a sound of frustration when I pulled away.

I stood with the others. "Show us."

Goddess, was she a sight. Dark chestnut hair, full lips, pert breasts, and pebbled nipples that pressed against the thin fabric of her shirt. She opened her long brown legs, revealing her sweet, swollen cunt.

I was so hard I could chop wood with my dick.

"Show us you're ready for more," I said. "Let us see how you like to be touched, love."

She paused, her expression shifting from innocent to sultry. "And what do I get in return?"

The confidence in her voice had me ready to explode.

Valor groaned, sounding more wolf than man. "What do you want, sweetling? Whatever it is, it's yours."

Her eyes flashed as her wolf rose to the surface, pinning us with a proprietary glare. "I want to see you too. I want you to show me what's mine."

"Fuck," Valor grunted.

If I were any hotter, my skin would have blistered. Lighting shot straight to my cock, and without another word, I stripped off my shirt.

Her assurance and possession were fucking hot.

I would've gotten on my knees if she asked.

The sounds of Ezra and Valor undressing provided the soundtrack to our otherwise quiet evening.

It hit me that we were in our den, not the woods behind the facility. Excitement coursed through me. We were going to ride out her heat and claim her until there was no question who she belonged to.

I glanced at my unit. They were naked, cocks straining as they looked at Brielle, waiting for her signal.

She gave a hum of approval as she took her time perusing our bodies. Her eyes lingered on every inch, reminding us that we were hers.

Hers to view.

Hers to tame.

The movement of her fingers between her thighs wove a new kind of spell as she parted her swollen lips.

My body vibrated, muscles bunching in resistance as the urge to drop between her legs and replace her hand with mine consumed me.

I grabbed my scorching cock instead.

With a growl, I fisted myself, pumping the base. Brielle's thumb pressed her sensitive little bundle of nerves while two fingers slid through her generous slick.

Grunts and moans erupted from Ezra and Valor, blending with my own as we watched her fingers sink into her center. Color bloomed on her face as she fucked herself, succumbing to her heat.

"It's not enough." Her hand moved faster. "I need more."

Pre-come beaded on my slit. My brain was muddled. My last thread of resistance kept my feet firmly planted as obscene sounds met her every plunge.

Her breathing became harsh. Her shallow gasps let us know she was close.

That's it.

"Valor," I called.

He moved toward her and settled his large hand over hers, halting her movements.

"That's enough. You're not allowed to make yourself come. That's what we're here for."

Valor tugged her top up and over her breasts, and her brown nipples tightened in the cool air.

She cried out when he took one into his mouth and positioned himself between her legs.

He murmured something in her ear, and she blushed. Ezra settled into the lounge chair opposite the couch and spread his thighs, watching the events unfold. Brielle looked at him, and a bone-melting smile pulled at his lips.

Valor's voice was a guttural rumble. "Are you ready to soak my dick with your come?"

"Goddess, yes," she breathed.

Valor pinned her legs against her chest and slid into her core with one smooth motion. She let out a sigh of relief as he rotated his hips. Valor braced himself with one arm on the back of the couch, bending at the knees so he could drive into her.

"Just like that," Ezra coaxed, leaning back like a king surveying his subjects. "Spread her wider, Valor. I want to see you stretch that greedy little hole."

Valor obeyed, and Brielle cried out.

"Korren, go stand beside Brielle," Ezra said.

My anticipation grew with every step I took, and Brielle's golden-brown eyes landed on me, syrupy and dark with lust.

"Now's your chance to play, Brielle. Do what you wish to Korren. He is yours."

Something wicked and curious danced in her eyes. She reached out her hand, dragging her nails down my abs, past my belly button, and halting at my pelvis. My cock twitched toward her, and her tongue darted out to wet her lips.

"Take it," Valor groaned, never breaking his rhythm. "Suck his pretty cock and show me how much you like it."

Brielle wrapped her hand around my base, and I froze. When she pressed soft kisses along the underside, I almost came undone.

As she guided me into her willing mouth, I had to force myself not to thrust my hips. Brielle licked my slit, kissing it like a lover before sucking on the head.

Her mouth was madness and clarity. I fisted her hair, holding her in place as she hollowed out her cheeks and dragged her tongue along the thick vein beneath the shaft. A sound lodged somewhere between a growl and a hiss escaped my lips as she took me deeper, saliva spilling from her mouth and coating my balls. Her body jerked from the force of Valor's thrusts, tits bouncing as she swallowed around me.

It wasn't enough. I wanted her to choke on my cock. I wanted to bury myself in her throat.

"Fuck, you look so damn delicious like that," Ezra said, getting up from his chair.

She hummed around me, and my control snapped. Tightening my hold on her hair, I started to fuck her mouth in earnest.

My body was a swell of roaring tides—a typhoon threatening to take me under—and I gave myself over to her.

Ezra stood between us, his cock erect and weeping. It brushed against his abdomen, his muscles bunched with self-restraint.

"You're going to swallow Korren's come while Valor fills your pussy." Ezra cupped her cheek, brushing it with his thumb. "And I'm going to paint you with my load, so every inch of you smells of us."

Valor grunted at Ezra's request, and Brielle nodded eagerly.

Together, Valor and I fucked Brielle while Ezra jerked himself over her squirming body. She tensed, right on the edge of her orgasm. Then, the bond hummed with delight as we came, marking her inside and out.

***

I lowered Brielle into the steaming bathwater.

"This really isn't necessary," she said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

The faint bloom of color on her golden skin made me smile. She was shy.

After all we just did? my wolf asked.

I chuckled. Our little mate was a curiosity, equal parts bold and bashful. We would have to warm her up again.

"Of course it is," Ezra said, guiding her back until she leaned against the edge. "We're your mates. It gives us great satisfaction to take care of you."

After a moment of resistance, she gave in with a pout. "I'm not a child. I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself."

"We know," Valor said as he passed the shampoo and conditioner to Ezra. "It's not a question of being capable." He kneeled beside the tub with a washcloth and a bar of soap. "It's an ingrained sense of purpose. Our wolves crave the pleasure of caring for you, and this is one of the ways we can do it." He lifted one of her legs from the water. "You won't deny us, will you?"

Put on the spot, Brielle blushed before rolling her eyes. "Well, if you must. I wouldn't want to come between you and your troublesome ego."

"That's the spirit," Valor said, laughing.

Ezra lathered her thick, dark hair while Valor and I worked on her succulent body. Valor made her giggle when he scrubbed her feet, and we discovered Brielle was feisty when tickled.

Afterward, we took her into the bedroom.

She tilted her head. "We're all going to sleep here?"

Amusement and surprise brought the gold out in her eyes.

Ezra pulled his shirt over his head. "Don't worry about space—the bed is custom."

"That wasn't my concern." Brielle's voice was light. "I just didn't know you guys slept together."

"Most units do," I said, changing into sweats. "Though our relationship isn't romantic, we still need touch and comfort like most shifters."

Brielle nodded thoughtfully. "I never considered that before. I guess I still have a lot to learn about units and packs."

I climbed into the center of the bed, holding out my hand. "You'll figure everything out. Until then, there's no rush."

She took two small steps forward and put her hand into mine. The moment her fingers slid against my palm, I yanked her onto my chest and wrapped my arms around her.

She burst into a fit of laughter as Valor and Ezra sprawled on either side of us and threw the covers over our bodies.

As she settled, her fingers traced the path of my tattoo, swirling along the covered scars.

"I never noticed the scars before," she said lowly.

"They were a gift from the old Alpha," I replied.

There was a time I couldn't speak of them, but I had made peace with what I had done for him long ago.

"What did you do to earn this?" Brielle asked.

Valor's arm wound around us, a silent support.

"I interrogated shifters and got him the information he wanted through any means necessary. And when I couldn't do it anymore, I fought back and earned this." I gestured to my chest.

"So, you covered it with a tattoo?"

"I had a packmate trace the lines as a reminder of the line I walk. As a healer, it's easier to break something than it is to put it back together."

She was silent for a moment before snuggling into my chest.

I gazed at her beautiful face. "How does this feel?"

Contentment and peace echoed through our bond as her eyes searched mine, but a shadow lingered beneath.

What was she afraid of?

A tiny smile curled her lips as her expression shuttered. "Warm."