Chapter 40
I’d been tossing and turning since I’d laid down, unable to get comfortable. All that went through my head was everything I’d read in that report.
My poor Alphas. They’d suffered so much.
I lifted the phone still in my hand and pressed the redial button . . . but it went directly to voicemail. I huffed and dropped on my back, setting Dorian’s phone beside the pillow.
Now that it was one in the morning, I doubted they would be coming home soon. I cinched my eyes closed, and exhaled.
Footsteps thundered in my direction, and I shot upright. And suddenly, they were there. I was off the bed and tossing my arms around Dorian with my next breath.
“Let us wash off, Eva, my heart.” But still his arms tightened around me. Cade kissed the top of my head and left.
The sound of the shower came on.
Rafe took me in his arms next, and I smoothed my hands down his back. “Eva,” he groaned. A purr started up in his wide chest, vibrating against me soothingly. I settled in his arms, his purr melting the stress stiffening my body.
“Done,” Cade announced, entering the room with a towel around his waist and his hand scrubbing another towel across his hair. “Come here.” He stole me from Rafe’s embrace and shuffled us over to the bed.
We dropped and he rolled us to the middle of the mattress.
“You’re nesting?” He nestled his face against my neck.
Meanwhile I turned my cheek into the side of his hair to breathe him in. His teeth grazed against my neck, over the healed bite mark Dorian left behind. His gentle nip wasn’t enough to break skin.
Just that one touch, the cautious yet tender scrape like he longed to sink his teeth into me made my decision.
Reaching down, I slid my fingers into my panties and yanked them, inching them lower until I could kick them off. It took a few awkward movements since Cade hadn’t pulled away from my Scent Gland.
I lifted my leg to curl it around his waist and tipped my hips to press against his towel-covered cock. The rough material rubbed against the inside of my thighs, and his girth prodded my sex. I glided my hand into the towel until it parted.
I pressed my heels into his lower back and lifted until I felt him glide across my entrance.
My movement made Cade moan, his teeth sinking into my throat as if on instinct.
A flood of pleasure wracked my frame, and my channel clamped onto him.
The soft, lulling orgasm settled over me like a warm wave.
“Sorry, I can’t fight it anymore,” he croaked. “But I understand if you don’t want me.”
I pulled back to look at his face. There was no hint of manipulation, just stating a fact and guilt. Lots of guilt, like he felt bad for not being able to contain himself from claiming me.
“I do want you,” I blurted. He jerked, disbelief flooding his face. I rolled us so I was seated on top of him. His cock was hard as stone inside me, and his knot was already swelling.
He watched me, chest not moving. I lowered until I hovered right over him.
“Cade,” I murmured against his mouth and licked his lips, turning it into a soft kiss. Pulling back, I dragged my lips over his jaw and down to his neck. “Breathe.”
He exhaled in a burst, and I sank my teeth into the side of his neck. Tangy blood filled my mouth. It wasn’t entirely unpleasant, so I swallowed. Cade stopped breathing again, and on the heels of my bite, he knotted me, cock jutting with hard throbs while Cade moaned.
Our connection wasn’t complete, and it wouldn’t be until I claimed the rest of them. The uneasiness in my stomach would only be quenched by claiming them or waiting for the bonds fade in a few weeks, though Cade’s mark would never fade now that I’d returned his claim.
I sat up, grinding down as best I could with my movements restricted by his knot. Bliss crested his face, and Cade finally opened his eyes. The lamp’s light caught a glisten in them.
“Thank you,” he whispered.
The emotion in his tone caused my heart to stutter. Cade closed his eyes, and a smile remained plastered on his lips.
“Rafe,” I said as he walked out of the bathroom, nude and with his damp hair hanging on his forehead. He quickly scanned everything, and his eyes widened with his approach. “Can you hand me that blanket?”
He swept up the blanket that had fallen off the edge of the bed. When he gave it to me, I caught his hand.
Cade’s knot loosened, allowing me free, and I pushed to my knees, making him groan. Slick and cum dampened between my legs.
“Come.” I couldn’t stop my shiver.
I tugged Rafe’s hand as I climbed off Cade.
Rafe’s chest rumbled, then he followed the tug until his knees settled on the edge of the bed, and I was able to make him sprawl on his back across the lower end of the bed.
His eyes followed my movements as I swung my leg over his waist and sank onto his already hard cock.
Muscles on his jaw jumped, and I slammed down until I was on his knot.
Balancing with my knees on the bed, I bounced on him with tight pumps.
Rafe exhaled with a harsh explosion, and he pushed up, stomach muscles bunching.
His large hand cupped the side of my head, and he caught my lips with his.
The frantic movement was unpracticed passion.
I slid my tongue into his mouth and angled my head to curl my tongue around his.
Rafe caught on quickly, kissing me with fervent passion that curled my toes. His hard cock throbbed.
He’d kissed me on the mouth. The fact that he’d given this to me meant more than anything. I pulled back despite him trying to keep the kiss. I panted against his lips, staring into his brown, heated gaze.
Angling my head, I bit into his neck, lower than where I’d claimed Cade, closer to Rafe’s shoulder. He came like a faucet, forcing me into an orgasm. As soon as I pulled back, his face was in my neck and he sank his teeth into my throat, right over my other two claiming bites.
Pleasure licked up my spine, and I cried out, tears flooding my eyes at the tenderness of how he held me. Another layer of warmth hugged me like a blanket. We held onto each other, but he gripped me like I’d float away, his lips remaining under my jaw. I felt on the precipice of something.
Once I claimed Dorian, it would seal them to me.
I pulled back and kissed him again, tasting copper on his tongue. He groaned, pumping his hips up. His knot deflated, and our need dripped onto him.
The door creaked open with Dorian’s entrance. He slowed the closer he got, eyes widening.
I climbed off of Rafe and crawled to the other end of the bed, closer to Dorian.
He watched me with wide eyes, also damp from his shower.
The front of his pants was tented. I reached a hand out, and he approached as if in a trance.
As soon as I touched him, he pulled out of it, but I was already on my feet.
The bed elevated me, so he had to crane his neck to look at me.
His deep emerald eyes held such emotion.
I wanted to know what it was.
Bending, I bit his neck, claiming him, and a flood of blood coated my tongue.
A sudden influx of emotions crowded my chest.
There was a tether to each, nothing tangible, but it felt like a sting binding me to them. They each . . . tasted different, and somehow I just knew which was which, like their pheromones were attached to them.
I combed my fingers through his hair before lowering to my knees to reach and yank his sweats down. They pooled at his ankles. I caught his thickness, and it pulsed in my hand. Veins throbbed along the girthy shaft.
I wrapped my mouth around his leaking tip. The taste of coffee settled on my tongue, and I swallowed his precum, high on the claiming. I glided my hand down to his knot and squeezed the swelling bulge.
“Yes,” Dorian moaned. “Touch me, Eva, my heart.”
One of my other Alphas touched my hip, then a cock slid into my wet channel. The bliss flooding me tasted like Cade. He thrust deep until his balls slapped against my skin.
They felt so good. I moaned around Dorian’s thick cock.
So much bliss echoed through our bond. My chest was going to burst from happiness.
They really did love me.