An Alpha's Commitment : an MMM Wolf-Shifter Romance (Leongatha Pack Tales, Book 2)

Chapter 03

ISCA

IRIAN: Hurry. Bdrm. (Fire emoji)

The cryptic message pinged my phone as Agelius turned the truck onto the road leading to our property.

What was going on? Was there a fire?

“You’d better hurry, Agelius, something’s going on at the house.”

Agelius looked across at me. We’d actually become good friends. Once, in the beginning, he’d shown an interest in me in a non-platonic way, but Talius had been quick to ‘inform’ him he’d already claimed me. There may have been a growl involved. And I might have been quite chuffed to be publicly claimed by the handsome Alpha.

Once Agelius got his head around the fact that his Pack Alpha had two mates, he’d let it go, and he’d been one of the shifters who’d helped me settle back into normal life after my awful trauma. I was generally wary of alphas and I had initially been a little uneasy with him, but that hadn”t lasted long. Possibly because of his youth - he couldn”t have been any older than me, possibly was younger - and what I knew of the circumstances under which he had joined the pack. He”d had a difficult life - getting kicked out of his pack as a young alpha when another alpha had taken over his birth pack, and then spending months surviving alone until Talius accepted him into our pack - and he wasn”t likely to risk getting thrown out of the pack for misbehavior. It was very quickly obvious to me that he wasn”t that sort of a guy anyway. Both newcomers to the pack, it kind of made sense that we”d become friends.

“What is it?” he asked, not taking his eyes off the road, but already accelerating over the bumpy ground. My teeth rattled together as the truck bounced over potholes.

“Irian sent me a text saying to hurry. I think there might be a fire.”

“Fuck!” Agelius swore under his breath and then said nothing more as the truck slid on the loose surface and he wrestled with the steering wheel.

We pulled into the long driveway and the truck tore up the length of it. As we lurched to a stop on the gravel, the dust we’d stirred up on the dirt road swirled over us in a choking cloud.

Leaping from the truck, I raced to the house. I was relieved that I couldn’t see any smoke as I rushed up the steps and threw open the front door.

There was no smoke as I entered the house either, thank the Goddess, and I raced up the stairs heading for the bedroom. Perhaps it was only a small candle fire from some mood lighting or something? But then why tell me to rush home?

The bedroom door was open and when I got to the top of the stairs, over the pounding of my heart and my ragged breaths, I was startled to hear chuckling and laughter. It was coming from the bedroom.

“What the…?” I demanded in confusion, finally reaching the doorway and woah… my eyes went wide. I could see exactly what was going on.

Irian’s flushed, sweaty face peered up at me from where he lay flat on his back on the mattress.

“Oh, thank the Goddess, you’re here!” Irian’s eyes shone and he looked both relieved and excited at the same time.

“He’s in heat,” growled Talius from his position on top of Irian, judging from which I guessed he was still inside him. With my panic subsiding, I finally noticed what I should have detected the minute I stepped in the house -the unmistakable scent of an omega heat. The house wasn”t on fire, Irian was.

Talius shifted his position slightly. Irian giggled. Talius snorted and they both started laughing again.

A sound on the steps just behind me startled me, reminding me that Agelius was with me. I swung around.

“Ah, it’s fine. You’d better go!” I spluttered, embarrassed, turning him around and pushing him away with both hands before he could see inside the room. “It… it’s under control. I’ll see you out.”

My cheeks were so flaming hot my face must have been beetroot red, and that combined with the noises coming from the bedroom, must have clued Agelius in.

He grinned, wolfishly. “Don’t worry about me. I’ll shut the door on my way out,” he called over his shoulder, as he took off down the stairs, leaving me behind. “I think you’re needed in there.”

I stood frozen for a couple of seconds after hearing the front door close, chest heaving, sucking in deep breaths. I couldn’t calm down, though. Barreling in here burning with adrenaline, and now knowing what was going on inside that room, the scent of Isca’s heat in the air, and the smell of arousal and sex…

My heart pounded as I walked towards the bedroom. The laughter had faded to the soft hum of intimate voices. I stood in the doorway, watching as Talius slipped his hand between their bodies where they lay together. When he withdrew it, he offered a wet and glistening finger to Irian. Irian’s gold-flecked brown eyes flicked to the finger, then back up to Talius. The finger disappeared between his plump lips with a slurping sound.

I saw the look that passed between them at that moment. Irian looked up at Talius with utter devotion and complete trust, and the alpha gazed down at him with all the possessive majesty of his designation and a look of pure love.

It was the most intimate moment I had ever witnessed, and I immediately understood that Talius would give his last breath to protect his mate.

I shivered, overcome by the beauty of the moment.

Then a small sick feeling formed in my belly as my old self-doubt raised its ugly head again. I knew that Talius loved me, but would he ever love me like that? Irian and Talius had been together many years before I came along. I was just an addition.

I watched Talius trace a line along Irian’s jaw as he retrieved his finger, a soft smile dancing around the corners of his mouth. He slid his upper body off Irian and onto the mattress beside him, resting some of his weight on his elbow. Their hips remained joined. They must have been knotted. I licked my lips, my jeans too tight.

Leaning on his elbow, Talius turned to me. He was still smiling. His hair was damp from his exertions, and it stuck up at all angles. A large swatch of hair fell over one eye as it always did.

“Isca.” His eyes were mesmerizing, pinning me there. Emotion swirled in their blue depths. I felt I could lose myself in them forever and still be safe.

He was looking at me with the same passion and affection as he had done with Irian. I choked out a little sob, almost brought to my knees by this realization.

“Come here,” his husky voice was gentle.

I trembled. I could refuse this man nothing. I was his omega, and my greatest desire was to please him.

He ran a finger across Irian’s slippery belly and held it out to me, the sticky liquid glinting in the light. I opened my mouth and let his finger slide between my lips. I tasted the salty tang of Irian’s cum, felt the rasp of Talius’ rough finger against my tongue.

Irian and I were very close, and the taste of him wasn’t new to me, but when combined with Talius’ finger feeding it to me… a single tear, a tear of joy, slipped from one eye. I didn’t bother to wipe it away.

Talius crooked his finger and drew me to him, kissed away the tear, and replacing his finger with his tongue, plundered my mouth. I squeezed my eyes tight, savoring this union of the three of us, the slide of his tongue against mine, the taste of Irian, and the knowledge that Talius was still deeply buried within him.

When Talius ended the kiss, I was dazed, floating happily on a sea of endorphins. I leaned down and kissed Irian, a sloppy affectionate melding of lips and tongues. Irian hummed happily.

Then he broke the kiss, a satisfied look on his face, and promptly fell asleep.

“Isca. Clothes off,” although Talius spoke quietly, there was no doubt this was a command. It was one I was happy to comply with. When I’d stripped, I went to fold my clothes and place them on the bedside table, but Talius grasped my wrist gently.

“Leave them,” he said. “Come lie with us while you can. It’s going to be a long night.”

*****

A day and a half later, I understood what he meant. The alpha was wrecked. He had given his all to ease Irian through his heat, and he must have had nothing left. He’d come and knotted Irian so many times, I’d lost count. He couldn’t have a drop left in him. Each time a wave of the heat had started, Talius had eased into Irian before the tension morphed into pain, but he’d exhausted himself in the process.

I’d helped where I could. Talius had instructed me at the start, but I learned quickly, and though Talius had remained in control of the whole encounter, when he grew too weary to speak, I’d been able to interpret his wishes from his nods and grunts.

I’d lived through one heat since joining this family, but that had been all about me. This one was the first where we truly functioned as a triad.

At one stage, at Talius’ request, Irian had lain in my arms, his back to my naked chest, held captive while his mate thrust into him, driving him over the edge screaming in his ecstasy. It had been hard holding off my own orgasm as Talius” thrusts repeatedly rubbed Irian”s lower back against my hard cock which was trapped between us. I”d bitten my lip and distracted myself by watching the alpha. The expression of total concentration on Talius’ face as he worked hard to bring his mate to completion, the sweat dripping freely over his skin, tanned from the outdoor work he usually did… my Goddess, he was magnificent in those moments. Powerful, intense.

His face lined with fatigue, Talius still kept going. He wasn’t going to allow Irian to be in pain if he could prevent it, and his endurance was extraordinary. I knew I wasn’t worthy of an alpha like this, but when our eyes caught over Irian’s bare shoulder, I knew without a doubt that he would do the same for me.

And he never forgot me. When Irian had finished erupting and his screams had settled to soft mewls of satisfaction, Talius” large hand had sneaked between us, stroking me until I spilled all over his fist, whimpering and trembling all over.

Only then had he sought his own release.

Irian’s heat broke by the end of the next day. With a soft sigh, he collapsed in a heap of worn out but happy omega. Almost instantly, soft snores rolled through the room.

I was exhausted too. Emotionally and physically. Talius had put me through the wringer to please his other mate, and I was beyond thrilled to do so. Irian was half of my heart, Talius was the other. There was literally nothing I would not do for either of them.

I curled up in the tangle of sweaty, cum-stained sheets and promptly fell asleep.

This was home.