Chapter 15 - Gage
Gage
The Moonblessed den swallowed us in familiar quiet, our borrowed refuge after another day of pretending things were normal. The day after Christmas should have been a breather. Instead, it was only a pocket of time that felt safe for the moment.
As soon as we stepped inside, Torsten filled his lungs, as though he could inhale all our scents at once. Then we led the way upstairs.
My instincts counted packmates the moment we stepped into the bedroom: all present, all safe, all mine to protect. The king-size bed and drawn blackout curtains turned the room into a dark little world of our own, sealed off from the threats waiting outside these walls.
Freya perched on the edge of the bed, her snow-blue eyes moving between each of us with an expression that made my body tighten in anticipation. I could scent the faint sweetness that meant she was already aroused just from having us all here together.
Heath settled beside her and squeezed her hand as though he couldn’t stop touching her. Flint stood near the window, ever vigilant, his steady presence anchoring the room as always.
Zak sprawled in the armchair, long legs stretched out, pretending not to be hovering like the rest of us. But I could feel his anticipation through the pack bond.
Tor claimed the far corner of the bed, his back against the headboard, watching the room with an assessing but patient gaze. Not sure where he belonged and accustomed to waiting. But underneath that calm exterior, I could sense the same hunger that thrummed through all of us.
Rowan claimed the spot on the other side of Freya, the wildness in his golden eyes unchanged. Our untamed packmate belonged here, and I hate that he’d ever doubted it for even a second.
Seven of us. Complete at last.
And yet, a tension that had nothing to do with danger filled the air even here inside our safe cocoon. Now that we were seven, none of us knew how the new dynamic would work.
Through the Bonded link, a low hum of longing ran through all of us.
The connection had grown stronger, more vibrant than anything I’d experienced through traditional pack bonds.
Where the pack bond allowed me to sense danger or strong emotions from my subordinates, this was different.
Richer. Full of possibility, and the desire to see where things went.
“Having you all here… it’s the best gift I could have asked for,” Freya said softly, her voice carrying a vulnerable edge that made my protective instincts flare. “All together at last.”
Tor’s lips curved in a small smile. “The stars brought me here just in time. I’m grateful for this gift as well.”
A slow smile tugged at my mouth as I reached into the dresser for the small wrapped package I’d hidden there. “Speaking of gifts… we did manage one, princess.”
Her eyes widened at the silk-wrapped box. Curiosity and arousal flared through our bonds as Rowan’s and Tor’s gazes locked on the small package with predatory intensity, just as curious as Freya to find out what we’d planned.
“What is it?” Freya asked, reaching for the box with eager fingers.
Heath chuckled, his caramel eyes dancing with mischief. “Open it and find out.”
“In some ways, it’s a gift for us all,” I admitted, watching her carefully unwrap the silk. “Remember that toy I used on you ages ago?”
It had gotten lost during our many abrupt relocations since then.
We all held our breath as Freya revealed the deep blue plug nestled inside, its elegant curves catching the light. A delicate silver tassel hung from the flared base, designed to tease and torment in the most delicious ways.
“I think you’ll like this one just as much.”
Her lips rounded into an O as her fingers brushed along the smooth surface. She lifted it by the tassel, examining it from all sides, and I felt a spike of pure lust from every male in the room.
Zak chuckled, a mischievous, bright grin lighting up his face. “It’s not a vibrator, if that’s what you’re thinking.”
Freya’s eyebrows creased as she looked at it again. She suddenly gasped, her cheeks flushing pink as understanding dawned.
“It’s for the back, isn’t it?”
Tor choked on a laugh as he looked from the plug to Freya and back again. “Quite the Boxing Day gift.”
A wicked grin spread across Zak’s face. “Christmas gifts don’t have to be given on Christmas Day to be meaningful.”
Rowan’s golden gaze went hungry as she turned the toy in her hands, Heath’s eyes darkening to match.
“I volunteer to taste you while Gage puts it in, little wolf,” Heath said, his voice dropping to a rough tone. “Make sure you’re nice and ready for whatever comes next.”
Through the Bonded link, Freya’s instant response flooded all of us — desire so sharp it made my cock twitch hard against my jeans, her arousal catching and climbing with ours.
“Do you like the sound of that, princess?” I asked, moving closer to guide her toward the center of the mattress.
Her breathless “Yes, alpha” sent heat racing through my veins and drew approving growls from Rowan, Flint, and Heath.
As she laid back in the center of the bed, we all rearranged, gathering closer, drawn in by the promise of what came next. Each of us reached out to steady her, helping her disrobe.
Tor reverently pulled her midnight blue sweater off, then put it to his face, inhaling her scent like he couldn’t get enough.
Zak helped tug off her pants before leaning on the edge of the bed next to Tor.
Flint came away from the window to take Heath’s place as he moved between Freya’s beautiful, creamy thighs.
Soon, she was completely naked, her beauty on display for all her mates.
I had the feeling that tonight would be about experimentation — for more than just Freya with her new toy.
“Heath’s going to fuck you with his tongue,” I told her. “While I put this where it belongs.”
Freya’s breathing hitched as I settled beside her and Flint, which Heath took as a signal to start. He lowered his face and immediately went to town devouring her sweet pussy, drawing soft moans from her perfect lips.
Seeing both my mates together made my heart shatter and reform inside me. Like I’d always longed for this moment and never known it. Like everything in my life had always been building toward this, toward having both my best friend and this amazing woman as my mates.
“Ready, princess?” I asked.
Heath moved to one side as I plucked the plug from the box.
“I thought I was a queen now,” she pouted playfully.
I chuckled. “Every queen deserves her pretties.”
As Heath worked her clit, I teased along Freya’s folds with the plug, getting it wet with her own juices, sliding it along her seam farther and farther down. She gasped as it teased her opening.
“Lift her up,” I demanded.
She whined as Heath lifted his head to grab a pillow, then arched off the bed to let him put it under her ass.
“Spread those sexy legs,” I growled when she played coy.
She grinned, sliding her hands down to cover herself as she opened her legs.
Flint and Rowan pinned Freya’s wrists, revealing her hungry pussy for all of us to see, provoking a groan from Tor.
“Tor likes watching you, little spark,” Zak murmured, tugging Tor to stand beside the bed — between himself and Rowan, who released Freya’s wrist to rise himself.
Zak’s hand cupped Tor’s bulge with easy familiarity while Rowan reached over and popped the button on Tor’s pants. Clearly, whatever had happened in their shared dreams had erased the usual first-time hesitations.
Desire rolled through the Bonded link, nothing but want from all three of them as Zak and Rowan stripped Tor bare. He stood there like a Norse god in every sense — massive, powerful, and hung like a stallion.
Saliva filled my mouth as I imagined trying to suck on his thickness, the image rising unbidden to my mind. But it wasn’t just his impressive size that made every person in the room go utterly still with want.
Through the bonds, I felt the depth of our collective craving for him, and it shocked me how visceral my own reaction was. This wasn’t mere physical attraction. Here stood the man who’d guided Freya in her dreams and fought to bring Rowan back to us.
“Let me touch you,” Freya asked, and Tor moved to the side of the bed.
“Fuck,” Heath said as her small hand failed to completely encircle Tor’s perfect cock.
“We’re all going to have fun with this,” Freya said, gazing up at Tor from under her eyelashes, and Tor’s rumbling chuckle broke the tension.
“They’ll get you ready for me, sweet one,” Tor promised as she began moving her hand rhythmically over his length.
Heath returned to relentlessly continuing his feast, making Freya moan, her eyes darting between Tor’s cock and Heath’s head. When Heath sensed me moving closer, he kept his head to the side, his tongue darting out to continue lapping at her clit.
I teased her with the plug again. With one hand, Heath pulled her cheek open for me, and I slowly circled her rear entrance with the plug.
Freya let out a long groan. Heath messily plunged his tongue into her, covering both her and the plug in his saliva.
The extra lube helped me slide it gently inside her tight hole.
She gasped at the intrusion, but Heath’s ministrations kept her on the edge of bliss, making it easier for her body to accept.
As she relaxed around it, I made sure it was perfectly seated inside her.
“Gorgeous,” I said.
As his tongue continued to work in and out of her, Heath’s fingers slid down, finding the base of the plug nestled between her perfect ass cheeks.
“How does that feel, princess?” I asked, as Heath gently rotated the toy.
Everyone stilled, watching her face transform with pleasure.
She was completely blissed out, her eyes unfocused and her lips parted in a silent moan. Her pleasure met me through all three bonds like warm honey, so intense she couldn’t even form words to answer my question.
“Brace yourselves,” Heath murmured to everyone.