Chapter 27
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Wolf
I believe I have answered my own question, at least partially, about whether I’ll enjoy sharing Fawn. Tonight has already been a wild experience.
I cannot wait for more.
She leans back against me, sated. Her faint tremble tells me she knows this has only just begun.
Nox arrives, rounds up a dazed Eiden, and takes him to their room. The omega has a sorrowful look on his face… and a huge bulge tenting his pants.
We are still knotted. My pants sit awkwardly around my thighs. Her pretty dress is all screwed up around her waist. Her eyes are closed. This is a lot for her. I can see why Seven chooses to do this in steps.
Seven rises and strips out of his pants. His gaze softens as it settles on Fawn. “Come through when you’re ready,” he says, turning and striding for his bedroom.
My lips twitch when I notice that her panties are still fisted in his hand.
Seven is dominant, but perhaps not as dominant as Nox, who is still a wild card as far as I’m concerned. I can also admit that I enjoyed watching Eiden with Seven. My first experience with Eiden and Fawn was not one of my most proud moments, but I’m curious about seeing them together now.
My knot begins to soften. She whimpers as I ease her off. Tucking her into my arms, I take a moment to stroke her soft cheek.
Her eyes flutter open.
“How are you feeling?” I ask.
Her smile blooms sweetly. “Nice,” she says. “I feel tingly and nice.”
I smirk. “Did you like watching Eiden tend to Seven?”
“Yes,” she says, her faint blush rising.
“Good. Something tells me you’ll be seeing a lot more of that.”
“Where is everybody?” She blinks as she glances around the room.
“Seven has gone to his room. Nox arrived and took Eiden to theirs.”
Her lips form a silent O.
“Don’t worry, little brat. We will get to that in good time.”
I set her dress to partial rights and drag up my pants. Leaving them undone, I lift her into my arms and carry her to the bedroom just as Seven emerged from the bathing area.
We both stop.
Tonight is not about me. Tonight is about Fawn, but it is also about Seven, about him taking her for the first time.
There is a fleeting tightening sensation in my chest. Not so much jealousy, but more of a concern that this moment might cause unwitting harm to one or all of us.
I remind myself to trust my instincts, and when I glance down and see the trusting expression on Fawn’s face, I know everything will work out.
“I love you,” she says.
Damn, those words will forever slay me in the sweetest of ways.
“As I love you,” I say, and how easy it feels to return them.
She has a giving heart and a giving body, and just like I sense with Eiden, she wants very much to please. It is no hardship to share her and give her the happiness she deserves.
I set her down beside the bed and quickly strip us both. The bed covers have already been drawn back and lay her in the middle. Sliding in beside her, I indulge myself in her lips, distracting her and keeping her focused on what I’m doing.
She starts as Seven settles on the bed behind her, his cock bobbing with arousal that I share. I doubt my dick’s going to go down all night, no matter how well I seed her willing womb.
I watch her face, getting lost in her eyes as Seven kisses from her shoulder up the side of her throat.
“Roll over, Fawn. Let Seven have a turn tasting your sweet lips.”
Her cheeks are a deep pink as she glances over her shoulder before rolling to face him.
My low purr is half a growl as I watch them kiss. The spark between them tells me a strong emotional connection already exists.
I trace my fingers down her back, reminding myself she loves me and that I am a willing participant here. The momentary tightness in my chest eases, and my cock jerks with renewed interest as I open myself to the experience and see how gentle he is with her— reverent .
She is special to me, but she is also special to him… to all of us.
My gaze lowers, following my fingers as they trace a path down to her ass. Sliding my hand between her thighs, I cup her behind the knee and lift one leg. A small shuffle downward and the head of my cock is nestled at her entrance.
He swallows up her moan as I breach her slick entrance.
His lips pop off, and his nostrils flare as he looks down at what I do.
Obligingly, I hold her leg higher so he can see where I slide in and out.
He likes to watch—admitted as much when he explained the dynamics between him, Eiden, and Nox. I saw further evidence of it tonight. And he definitely got off on seeing her get fucked on numerous occasions while we traveled here.
His natural inclination toward sharing eases the last lingering tendril of concern. It will be no hardship to share her with him.
On my periphery is the understanding of what will come. I am on the edge of something amazing. Something beyond ordinary men.
She is an omega and a doe shifter. She will one day be queen.
But it is also my cock filling her and giving her pleasure. Making her groan and pant even as her nails score Seven’s chest.
“Does that feel good, my sweet little doe?” he asks.
“So good,” she pants.
His fingers glide down over her breast, pausing to pinch and pet one nipple before he carries on to her clit where he slides his fingertips back and forth.
They brush against my cock a little, but knowing he is petting her there, making her flutter over me, only makes it impossibly better.
“Do not knot her this time,” he says.
I have to bite back a growl. He is too ready with his commands for my liking. I understand why he says it. He doesn’t have a knot. I do. I have already knotted her once. It would be greedy when he has yet to have a turn.
Only, damn, knotting her feels so fucking good.
He continues to pet her clit, kissing up her little mewling sounds of pleasure.
I’m going to come again. I don’t even try to hold it back. When her pussy begins to fist me in those sweet clenching waves, I don’t have a fucking hope. My burgeoning knot butts up against her entrance. The urge to thrust it deeply is a near imperative. Instead, I reach between us and squeeze over my knot as my seed fills her up.
Seven breaks their kiss and looks down. “Pull out slowly,” he says.
Fuck. I’m a dominant bastard and don’t take well to instructions, but sometimes his damn commands hit the spot.
“Oh!” she says as I slowly ease out.
“Stop there,” he says.
Fuck!
I’m lodged with just a head inside her. I can feel my cum trickling out. His fingers slide all around my cock head, making me twitch, playing in the mess before they push past me and into her.
My cock pops out. He fingers her wetly while watching her pretty face scrunch up as he finds the magic place inside.
“Seven!” She arches into him, her leg trembling under my hand where I hold her open still.
“All full up,” he says softly. “What a filthy little doe.”
“Stop talking,” I grit out.
He chuckles, drags her under him, and spears her in a single thrust.
Her squeal is not all pleasure. His cock is not as thick as mine, but it is long and tapered at the end. I have a bad feeling about where that’s going to go, where it has gone.
I growl. He pins me with a dark look that dares me to interfere.
“Hush, love. Nearly there.”
Nearly there?!
He hooks one arm under her leg, opens her up, and thrusts deeper still.
She comes apart, convulsing, her teeth lodged in his throat.
I want to rip him the fuck off. Only I sense it is done. That doing so would be dangerous even. He is in her womb, and she is tearing into his throat, claiming him as he pumps her full of seed.
My heart is pounding out of my damn chest. I don’t know if I’m turned on or horrified.
“That’s my good girl,” he says, his voice tender as he cups her head. “The first time is always the worst. I believe you will take well to a deeper coupling now that I have opened you all up.”
Gods. This is debauchery of the highest order. So much blood is pounding into my dick that I feel a little dizzy. This is clearly natural between them. She is half wolf, but she is also half doe. Likely, this is no worse than when I knotted her for the first time. She does not appear to be in any distress—she looks like she is fucking high.
Her lips pop off, and she writhes under him, her hands feverish. “Please, Seven.”
He is gazing down at her with a look of utter adoration. “She will be insatiable until this passes,” he says, clearly talking to me, although he only has eyes for Fawn. “I’m going to take her from behind. It will allow me to go deeper still. But it might be advisable for you to provide her with a suitable distraction. I believe she will be enthusiastic.”
Not giving me a chance to assimilate what he intends, he pulls out, tumbles her over to her hands, and fisting a handful of her hair, directs her lips toward my cock. “Suck him, little doe.”
She swallows me down, mewling and shaking her ass at Seven.
Fuck! I gather her hair up lest it interrupts my view of her pretty hollowed cheeks and the vision of my cock disappearing into her mouth with every bob of her head.
He fingers her lightly, kneeling behind her, while I fight not to come already.
Then he spears her again. She moans around my cock as he pounds into her from behind.
I asked myself if I wanted this.
Resolved myself to the changes and then questioned them again.
I am not questioning anymore.
It is like a cataclysm inside my head.
As she sucks me dry and sucks me to hardness again, I know my life will never be the same again.
And I wouldn’t change a thing.