Chapter 31 - Flint #4
Neither of them used their alpha commands to make obeying easier, and the sound of Zak’s ragged breathing nearly undid me.
As Freya and I took gasping breaths, I locked eyes with Tor and slowly eased out of her.
“Impressive,” I panted, amazed that he had managed to outlast Freya’s orgasm.
His throaty chuckle had me wanting to do naughty things to him. But there would be plenty of time to explore that in the years ahead.
Freya and Tor swapped positions, putting the big Odinswolf over top of her. I moved to help, putting a pillow under Freya’s hips, lifting them for Tor’s easier access… which conveniently raised his ass in the air.
Rowan and I shared a grin, and we both began massaging one globe of Tor’s ass as he moved in and out of Freya.
“Still good, moonbeam?”
“Better than good,” Freya answered me without hesitation. “I can’t wait for Tor to get what he’s been dreaming of.”
“Are you ready for Rowan, snow wolf?” I asked.
“Please,” he moaned into Freya, still hard as a rock.
As Rowan lined himself up with Tor, Heath cupped the back of Zak’s neck, pulling him into a searing kiss.
“Come here, my love,” Freya called to me, licking her lips in invitation.
Freya and Zak both raised their hands at the same moment, and their two quick cleaning spells left my cock perfect for my mate’s enjoyment. Freya sucked me down just as Rowan breached Tor, making him moan, prompting Freya to moan around my cock.
Apparently inspired by Freya’s choice, Heath kneeled before Zak, mouth open, while Gage’s large hand held Zak’s cock steady for him.
“These piercings are fun to play with,” Gage said, his voice thick with appreciation and his thumb tracing over each metal barbell Heath’s lips revealed as he withdrew.
Zak moaned desperately, his hips rocking between them as his pleasure built in waves.
“That’s it,” I encouraged. “Let them have you, starbeam.”
“Is this what you wanted?” Rowan asked Tor.
“Deeper,” Tor begged Rowan, who obliged.
The hunter had found his prey, and somehow it felt right that Rowan was the first of us to experience this with Tor.
“Having Rowan inside me while I’m inside Freya,” Tor cried. “I never imagined—”
Despite all the pleasure cascading through the pack mind, Tor’s words helped me isolate that exact feeling.
He felt stuffed full, impaled on Rowan’s hard rod, while also being squeezed into Freya’s tight heat.
The sensation of it through the pack mind made my hips jolt forward deeper into Freya’s mouth.
She moaned desperately around me as I imagined what it would be like to feel what Tor was feeling…
perhaps with Zak’s piercings sliding into me as I claimed Freya for myself.
“I need you,” Tor moaned, his voice strained. “Need you to come with me.”
From the corner of my eye, I watched Gage, Heath, and Zak.
All three standing again, both of the alphas’ hands were now wet with lube as they continued torturing Zak with pleasure, taking him to the edge of coming before slightly backing off.
This time, they were also touching each other, all three cocks getting equal attention.
Surrounded by the dominance he craved and overwhelmed by the sensations rolling through the pack mind, Zak’s mouth was open on a perpetual moan, his hands clawing at Gage and Heath, hips stuttering as he desperately tried to fight off his orgasm.
“Ready?” Rowan growled, pulling my attention away, and I nodded.
With every thrust, he began pegging Tor’s prostate, until the big man was shaking over top of Freya, driving him deeper into her and driving both of them crazy.
Rowan’s pace increased, and Tor’s entire body went rigid beneath Freya. “Rowan—”
“Yes,” Rowan growled, his fingers digging into Tor’s hips as his thrusts grew rougher and less coordinated. “Take it for me. All of it.”
The primal dominance in his voice sent shivers through all of us, Tor and Zak most of all.
Gage leaned in, his mouth finding Zak’s ear. “You belong to all of us now,” he murmured before biting down on Tor’s mate mark along the shell of his ear, sending violent ripples of pleasure through the pack bond as Zak used every drop of willpower not to come until he was told.
“Come for us,” Gage commanded, his alpha authority bleeding into his voice. “Now, Zak.”
The pleasure ricocheted between all of us as the order instantly triggered Zak’s climax. He shattered in Gage and Heath’s hands, his release spilling over their fingers as he sobbed in relief. All the while, they continued to stroke him through it.
Meanwhile, the feeling of filling Freya while being filled by Rowan finally broke the last threads of Tor’s control.
“I’m coming,” he moaned, his pleasure pulling Rowan, Freya, and I over the edge with him.
Rowan buried himself deep in Tor with a feral growl, his teeth sinking into Zak’s mark on Tor’s shoulder blade as they both came.
Tor’s hips jerked desperately as he emptied himself into Freya, and I caught the edge of Rowan’s satisfaction that he could make Tor fall apart.
Freya screamed around my length, her orgasm tearing through her and milking the pleasure from me.
Gage and Heath weren’t far behind, their own climaxes triggered by the feedback loop.
Through our pack mind, seven different climaxes crashed together into one overwhelming wave.
Seven different experiences, all bleeding into each other until I couldn’t tell where one ended and another began.
Every ansuz rune marking us simultaneously ignited in purple-white light.
The glow pulsed in perfect synchronization, seven constellations of marks lighting up the room like living stars.
Tor’s starlight magic rose to meet Freya’s lightning, silver threads weaving through the blue-white arcs until the air itself shimmered with Odinswolf power.
Within the luminous display, we were one mind, seven bodies, perfect unity wrapped in magic.
Suspended again in that space where boundaries dissolved completely.
Where individual identity gave way to collective belonging.
Where love and pleasure and acceptance and magic braided together into something transcendent.
It lasted for several heartbeats, then slowly, gradually, we came back to ourselves.
Tor collapsed down on his elbows atop Freya, careful not to crush her. His breathing was ragged, and through our connections, I felt his bone-deep satisfaction.
Rowan eased out of Tor and immediately checked on him through our pack mind, making sure he hadn’t pushed too hard. Tor’s answering contentment was all the reassurance any of us needed.
I wiped my thumbs along Freya’s mouth, then bent down to kiss her, letting her stay comfortable on the bed. When I drew back, her eyes shimmered with joy.
Gage’s hand was still on Zak’s softening cock, possessive and grounding. “You did so well,” he murmured to our beta, the praise making Zak’s entire being light up with pleasure.
Heath brought his hand to his mouth and licked it clean with deliberate slowness, his eyes locked on Zak’s. “Fuck, Zak.”
Gage followed suit, raising his own hands to his lips, making Freya grin in delight, her smile utterly blissful. “That was—”
“Intense,” Tor finished, his own voice rough as he rolled off to Freya’s side. “Very intense. And amazing.”
We collapsed into a tangle of limbs, no one having the energy to move to more sensible positions. I settled opposite Tor, and Freya turned to sprawl across my chest. With one hand on her hip, I held out my other for Zak.
My newest mate crawled over to me, and I pulled him close, tucking him against my side. Through our fresh bond, I felt his bone-deep satisfaction — not just from the physical pleasure, but from the certainty that he belonged here. That this was real and permanent and his.
Giving voice to that feeling, Tor said, “Our connections will only deepen from here. I feel so lucky the stars brought me to you.”
And we all echoed that sentiment through the pack mind.
I’d spent years wandering the wildlands with my pack of outcasts. Those who’d exiled us thought they’d condemned us to exist on the margins of wolf society forever.
But we’d been traveling toward this all along. Toward Freya, toward each other, toward this incredible family we were building together.
The Howling Echo had always been more than just four exiled alphas. We’d been waiting for the others to find us — for Freya to show us what we could become, for Zak to teach us about our bonds, for Tor to complete our constellation.
Home had never been a place for me. It had always been the people I chose to stand beside.
The mate bonds with Freya, Zak, and Tor thrummed softly in my chest like the steady beat of my ancestors’ songs. I pressed a kiss to Zak’s forehead, then turned my head to press another to Freya’s hair. My moonbeam on one side, my starbeam on the other, both of them breathing in perfect rhythm.
The last day of the old year had brought us Valkyrie’s freedom and the formation of the Astral Packs. But the first day of the new year had given us something even more precious: the completion of our constellation. Seven stars bound together, each one shining brightly in joy with the others.