Chapter 31 - Flint #3
Freya must have sensed it too, because her lips curved into a wicked smile. Lightning began to dance along the ends of her white hair as she opened herself fully to our bonds — pack bond, mate bonds, the Bonded link, all of it.
“Let me,” she murmured.
Her Odinswolf abilities let her channel our collective desire as renewed strength. Power flowed through our connections like a river changing course. She drew from all of us and poured it into those of us who had already come.
Tor groaned as renewed arousal flooded him, his stiff cock hardening still more. “Freya—”
“I want you,” she said simply. “And I’m taking what I need.”
The raw power in her voice, the absolute certainty, made my spent cock twitch with interest. This was our astral in her element — not asking, not begging, but claiming what belonged to her.
Tor’s large hand cupped her cheek with surprising gentleness despite the hunger burning in his eyes. “Then let me give you what you need, astral.”
Heath moved with predatory grace, positioning himself behind Freya as Tor settled in front of her.
I stayed where I was with Zak, both of us far from finished thanks to Freya’s renewal.
While my free hand explored the shining jewelry along his length, his traced idle patterns on my chest, fingers occasionally brushing over his new claiming bite on my shoulder.
Each touch sent sparks through our fresh bond.
Tor positioned himself on his back, and Freya straddled him with a look of pure desire.
“Come here, sweet one,” he said, his hands guiding her hips.
When she sank down onto his cock, they both groaned — the sound echoing through our pack mind along with the sensation of her tight heat and his thick length.
“Fuck,” Tor breathed, his hands gripping her hips. “You feel incredible.”
Gage tapped me on the shoulder, asking, “Mind if we steal your newest mate for a few minutes?”
“Not at all. Drive him wild,” I answered, the pack mind letting me know how much Zak enjoyed being in demand. I gave him one last, rough stroke before squeezing his base. “I’ll let the others play with you now, starbeam.”
“Oh no,” Zak laughed, grinning as Heath and Gage converged beside him. “What a terrible fate, to be passed around and used by all of my sexy mates.”
“Come here, little beta,” Gage called, his voice carrying command and invitation both.
Zak gave me a quick kiss before obeying.
“Flint,” Freya breathed. “I want you too. Help me feel that fullness again.”
My wolf spirit surged forward, eager for his first mate. I moved behind Freya, my hands spanning her waist as I pressed a kiss to the nape of her neck — right over Rowan’s claiming bite. She shivered and moaned with need.
“I’ve got you, moonbeam,” I murmured, reaching for the lube.
I prepped her carefully despite her eagerness, making sure she could handle both of us. “I’m so ready,” she groaned.
Tor’s deep chuckle vibrated through Freya’s body. “Let’s see if we can make our astral forget her own name.”
Freya’s anticipation spiked. She rocked slowly on Tor’s thick cock. All of us paused, sensing the delightful stretch as she took him deep while I opened her from behind.
“Ready?” I asked at last.
“Yes,” Freya gasped. “Please, Flint. I need both of you.”
I positioned myself and pressed inside slowly, giving her time to adjust. The sensation of being stretched and filled from both sides crashed through our pack mind, and I had to close my eyes against the intensity of it.
When I finally seated myself all the way inside, we all three groaned at the sensation — her stuffed full, Tor feeling me through the thin barrier of her body, and me surrounded by her tight heat, trapped against Tor’s thickness.
“That’s it,” I encouraged Freya, my hips rolling in a steady thrust that sawed her against Tor, which had both of them gasping. “Taking us both so well.”
With my eyes on Tor’s, we quickly found the perfect rhythm thanks to the pack mind.
Off to our side, Heath and Gage had Zak sandwiched between their large frames, and through our fresh mate bond, I felt his wonder at being the focus of our two most-dominant alphas.
Heath’s mouth was on his throat, teeth grazing the sensitive skin, while Gage’s hands explored his body with deliberate thoroughness.
Through our pack mind, the sensations multiplied.
I could feel the dual penetration from Freya’s perspective: the stretch, the intense fullness, the overwhelming pleasure of being claimed from both sides.
At the same time, I could feel Tor’s perspective and the way my movements created friction against him through Freya’s body. They all felt my pleasure, too.
“Our perfect astral,” Tor said, his voice rough and strained with the effort of staying in control. His large hands gripped her hips, helping her ride him while I thrust into her from behind. “It’s like being inside her and being her at the same time.”
It was intoxicating.
But we weren’t done yet.
Rowan prowled closer to Tor, his eyes fixed on the massive Odinswolf with clear intent.
“Your turn,” Rowan rumbled, his hand sliding along Tor’s hips where they flexed beneath Freya. Then he slicked his fingers, his intent clear.
Tor’s head fell back against the pillows, exposing the long line of his throat. “Please.”
I gave him room, so Rowan reached through the tangle of limbs to tease Tor’s entrance while the larger man continued to thrust up into Freya. The dual sensation — fucking while being touched, preparing to be filled — made Tor’s movements turn desperate.
Rowan’s grin was all feral satisfaction.
“Want to feel what you’re giving her?” Rowan asked, his voice dropping, his eyes fully golden, his wolf close to the surface.
“Yes,” Tor groaned. “Rowan, please—”
Rowan pressed one finger inside, and Tor’s back arched off the bed. The sensation rippled through all of us — Freya felt him twinge inside her, I felt her clench around him, and the feedback loop made everyone gasp.
Meanwhile, Rowan began running his other hand over Freya’s body.
Zak’s hand tightened on Heath’s arm. “So fucking hot.”
“That’s right,” Heath answered him. “Watch our queen take what she wants.” His hand slid down to wrap around Zak’s cock, still sensitive from our claiming.
“Look at you,” Gage murmured, his fingers finding one of Zak’s nipple piercings and tugging gently. “So eager for us.”
Zak’s moan was answer enough.
Through our pack mind, we all felt the unique sensation — the metal barbells along Zak’s cock dragging against Heath’s palm, each one a point of intense pleasure.
Gage’s mouth found Zak’s ear. “Tell us what you need, little beta.”
“You,” Zak gasped, his hips rocking into Heath’s grip. “Anything you want. Both of you.”
Heath grinned against his throat. “Greedy.”
Gage’s hand joined Heath’s on Zak’s cock, their fingers intertwining as they stroked him together.
Through our pack mind, I felt exactly how they were driving him wild.
The dual sensation of two different hands, two different rhythms finding synchronization.
The way Gage would squeeze just as Heath twisted his wrist. How Heath’s fingers would catch on the piercings right when Gage’s thumb swept over the sensitive head.
Zak was overwhelmed at being touched by two alphas who’d once viewed him with suspicion, now worshipping his body. The acceptance, the belonging that had once felt unattainable to him, felt so new and precious.
“Look at you,” Heath murmured, his free hand sliding up to toy with one of Zak’s nipple piercings. “Letting us play with you however we want.”
Rowan had worked two fingers into Tor now, and the Odinswolf was trembling with the effort of staying still and letting me rock Freya onto him.
Through our pack mind, I felt how overwhelming it was for him, the pleasure threatening to shatter his control.
The pack mind made it easier for Rowan to keep him right on the edge without pushing him over.
“Rowan,” Tor gasped. “I need—”
“Let them come first,” Rowan growled. “I’ll make it worth the wait.”
The big man’s whimper went straight to my cock, and I increased my pace on Freya, who writhed against me.
Zak’s breath hitched. “Moon goddess,” he whispered.
Never had I imagined having male mates, but now I couldn’t imagine not having them. Watching the others please Zak while I brought pleasure to Freya and Tor drove me wild.
“You’ll wait, too,” Gage told Zak. “Just like Rowan is keeping Tor on the edge.”
“Flint,” Tor moaned. “Please come.”
Through our fresh mate bond, I felt his pleasure building despite Rowan’s directive.
“I’m so full,” Freya gasped, her voice breaking. “You both feel so good.”
Heath added, “Look how beautiful you are, taking them both.”
Freya’s inner walls clenched around us, and Tor groaned. “She’s close. I can feel it.”
I reached around between Tor’s body and Freya’s to stroke her clit. Rubbing her until she was gasping and writhing between my body and Tor’s, I finally did the thing she loved so much — pinching her clit between my fingers. At the same time, I bit down on Rowan’s mark on the nape of her neck.
Freya screamed, her orgasm tearing through her with devastating force. Her body clamped down on me, milking me and making it impossible to avoid coming with her.
Her Odinswolf lightning exploded outward, arcing between all of us in harmless white-blue streams. She and Tor stared into each other’s eyes, and he eagerly devoured her every expression as she came on his thick cock with me pulsing just on the other side of her thin membrane.
I kissed Rowan’s mark on my mate as I spilled into her.
The sense of her clamping down on Tor reached all of us thanks to the pack mind, and we gave a collective groan as the others struggled not to come right along with our astral, our center, the one who united us all.
“Please,” Zak gasped from between Heath and Gage. “Too much, I can’t—”
“You can,” Heath told him, his mouth finding his throat. “You can take everything we give you.”