Chapter 38 Avery
AVERY
Ileaned into Heath’s embrace, my back to his solid, wet chest, as Aiden wrapped his lips around my nipple. He flicked his tongue, teasing me, and then he switched to the other side and gave it the same treatment.
“I’ve never seen such a perfect pair of breasts,” he mused between sucks and nibbles. “These taunted me during our tutoring sessions. I was dying to know how they’d feel in my hands.”
Heath chuckled, his lips pressed just below my ear. “He was always crankier than usual those nights.”
Aiden kissed a path down my stomach until he was on his knees in front of me.
He lifted my leg to rest on his shoulder, and then he feathered a few kisses over my inner thigh, his eyes holding mine.
Could he see how desperately I wanted him, even without his glasses?
The turquoise glow that ringed his irises was as bright as I’d ever seen it, so his beast was at the surface, lending a hand.
“Aiden,” I whined, which just made him grin and nip my thigh again. “Please.”
“This feels familiar,” Heath mused. “Except Aiden stole my spot, didn’t he, Killer?”
“Do you two—ah.” I gasped as Aiden licked a long stripe through my aching core. “Do you two share like this a lot?”
“No, baby,” Heath said. “We always knew we would eventually, but he and I hadn’t met a girl we were both that seriously into. Not until you.”
“We should’ve known then that it was the Moon at work,” Aiden said. He swirled his tongue around my clit. “What idiots we were. All four of us were somehow obsessed with the same girl, and we thought we could just ignore it.”
“It was misery,” Heath growled. I gasped as Aiden threaded a finger inside me, and then another. “How fucking consumed we were by the girl we thought we couldn’t have. Do you know how many times I fucked my fist in the shower, thinking about the taste of your pussy?”
Aiden sucked my clit into his mouth and rumbled a pleased noise. “It’s un-fucking-believable, isn’t it?” he said between lashes of his tongue. “Poor Heath.”
“I—oh.” I squirmed, digging my nails into Heath’s arm where it was banded across my chest. “Aiden, I’m so close.”
“Mmm,” he hummed against my slick skin. He hammered his fingers harder into me and flicked his tongue, driving me right over the edge.
I cried out, but Heath was there to consume my screams. He slammed his lips onto mine and growled in satisfaction as my climax shot through my body, leaving me shaking and limp in his arms.
Aiden ran his tongue languidly through my folds, pressed one last kiss to my inner thigh, then climbed to his feet. I took in his gorgeous body, all lean, carved muscle and skin almost as tan as his brother’s. His cock was long and thick, hanging heavy between his thighs.
He held my gaze as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and then he hit me with that haughty grin I used to hate to love whenever he’d done something impressive during our tutoring sessions.
Heath kissed my cheek and nudged me toward Aiden. “Go to him. I’ll wait.”
Aiden grabbed my hand and yanked me into his embrace. As our hot, slick bodies collided, I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him hard.
He groaned against my lips, shuffling me backwards until my back hit the shower wall. “Avery,” he breathed between kisses, “I love you, sweetheart. You’re my whole world.”
I pulled away from our kiss so that I could stare into his vibrant eyes and comb my fingers through his thick, wavy hair.
My brilliant jaguar.
He was breathtaking, and he was mine.
“I love you too,” I said softly, and then I gave him a teasing grin. “Professor.”
“Brat,” he rumbled, and then he hoisted me up so that my legs were wrapped around his waist. With one skilled flick of his hand, he lined himself up and drove his cock into me, swallowing my moan with another kiss.
He took me hard against the wall, grinding into me, the taut muscles of his lower abs rubbing deliciously against my clit, his cock rubbing just as deliciously against every sensitive spot inside me. He was precise and relentless, and in minutes, I was falling apart in his arms.
“Fuck yes,” he growled. “That’s so good, sweetheart. Give it all to me.”
As I shattered, I met Heath’s gaze over Aiden’s shoulder. He was standing under the shower, stroking his cock as the hot water streamed over his golden body and the starbursts of his wolf blazed in his eyes.
Aiden groaned into the side of my neck. His thrusts slowed, and then we enjoyed a few more unhurried kisses while he still had me pinned to the wall with his hips.
“All right,” Heath rumbled. “Hand her over, man.”
Aiden grinned against my lips and pulled us away from the wall. He carried me the few steps needed to get to Heath, and then he finally set me down, extricating his dick from inside me at the very last second.
Heath positioned me back under the shower, and I let the warm water run down my body and wash away the mess Aiden left dripping down my leg.
Aiden kissed my cheek. “I’ll go grab us more towels and dry clothes. Be good for Heath, sweetheart.”
“Not likely,” I said, grinning.
He chuckled as he wrapped my towel around his waist, and then he ducked out of the shower stall.
Heath stepped in front of me and cupped my cheek in his big, calloused hand. “Got one more in you, Killer?”
“You think I can’t handle you, Alpha?” I asked, baring my teeth at him.
I let my tiger off her leash.
He sucked in a breath and cracked his neck. His wolf met my tiger in the tight space between us, the force of his dominance never failing to keep me on my toes. He leaned in and gave me a savage grin. “Is that how it is, baby? Want me to come and take it?”
Boy, did I.
My tiger answered for me by dripping so much lust into her display of dominance that she’d practically turned around and lifted her tail for this Alpha.
Heath’s nostrils flared. “I see,” he growled, and then he struck.
In a blink, he had me flipped around and pressed against the wall, his hard chest at my back and my wet hair wrapped around his fist. His heavy cock slotted against my ass, teasing me the way he had earlier when he’d washed my hair.
I jutted my ass back against him, and he let out a pained groan. My tiger was putting up a token resistance, pushing her will onto him as if to hold him in place, but Heath’s wolf slipped right through my beast’s defenses. His dominance was more consuming than I’d ever felt before.
“Mine,” he growled, and then he sank his teeth into my neck. He didn’t break the skin, but there was a sharp nip of pain in that proprietary bite.
I loved it.
“Yours,” I gasped as he yanked my hair tighter and bit me again.
He thrust his cock inside me. He didn’t ease in. He didn’t begin gently or try to warm me up. He filled me to the hilt in one smooth, brutal stroke, and my scream shook the cement walls of the shower.
“Fuck,” he groaned, long and low. He began to snap his hips, every thrust harder and deeper than the last. “Never keep this pussy from me again, Killer. I’ll die without it.”
I made a garbled noise of agreement. He was fucking me into the wall, demolishing all my senses. There was only the sound of his skin slapping against mine, his hot breath on my neck, and the torrid climax he was about to unleash on my body.
“Heath,” I whined. I was strung so tight, already so sensitive after Aiden, clinging to the precipice amidst Heath’s onslaught. “It’s so much. I need—”
“I’ve got you, baby. I’ve always got you.”
Rough fingertips found my clit, and he fucked me mercilessly until my muscles spasmed around him, forcing me to come yet again.
He groaned a string of obscenities and came with me, holding me tight. He gentled, kissing my shoulder, then the crook of my neck, and finally behind my ear.
I sighed happily.
He pulled out and flipped me back around, moving us under the streaming water one last time.
“This is the best day of my life,” he said, cradling my face and staring down at me with such devotion that tears welled in my eyes once again. “Thank you for letting me in, Avery. For giving me a chance. For loving me. I don’t deserve it—”
“Shut up,” I said, sniffling.
“—but I’ll spend the rest of my life making sure you don’t regret it.”
I kissed him. “I know you will. Now take me to dinner. I’ve used a shit ton of energy healing my body and my beast and letting my boyfriends bang me into next week. I’m starving.”
He laughed. “You got it, Killer.”
As I walked with Heath and Aiden down to the chow hall, I searched my memories for the last time I’d felt this good.
The aches and pains I’d awoken with after healing from my injuries had been replaced by the delicious soreness of marathon sex with the men I finally allowed myself to admit I’d fallen for.
Heath held my hand, our fingers threaded together, while Aiden’s hand was on the small of my back.
It was easy and natural, and my tiger purred with satisfaction at their touch.
I could now look forward to a lifetime of being between these two men in all kinds of ways, and the thought made me shiver with pleasure.
Heath exhaled roughly. “Baby, whatever you’re thinking about is going to have to wait, unless you want to be bent over a table while I stake my claim on you for everyone to see.”
“A gratifying thought,” Aiden mused. “But then I’d have to kill everyone you let see her like that. The ones Elijah doesn’t get to first, anyway.”
I elbowed them both. “Quit it. No one is claiming me, in public or in private, for the rest of the day.”
One shadow still lingered over this little bubble of bliss, but I planned to remedy that after dinner.
As we approached the chow hall, a few familiar faces came down the path from the infirmary.
It was Ian, hand-in-hand with Brody, and they were escorted by Elijah, who’d found a shirt somewhere, and George.
I dropped Heath’s hand and bolted.
“Aves—oof,” Ian said as I slammed into him and threw my arms around his neck. “For the love of the Moon—oh fuck, are you crying?”
“No,” I sobbed into his shoulder.
He rubbed my back. “There, there. I’m okay. I’ve been okay, I swear. It turns out Dr. Lee is a hot jailer in addition to being a hot doctor. I would’ve broken out and come to see you, except Blackwell told me you were fine and babysitting your insane snake boyfriend.”
Said boyfriend winked at me over Ian’s shoulder.
I wiped my nose on Ian’s T-shirt—“Ew, Aves, what the fuck?”—and turned to raise an eyebrow at my Alpha.
He had definitely not given my brother all the facts.
Heath shrugged. “You can fill him in when you’re ready.”
“Fill me in on what, exactly?” Ian asked, his tone deceptively light as he glared daggers at Heath.
“Later,” I replied.
I released him and composed myself. Ian was here, walking, talking, and staring down the most powerful Alpha wolf in a generation. He was fine.
I kissed Brody’s cheek, and he squeezed my hand, giving me a knowing look, which meant he had also been keeping things from Ian.
Good. Ian would’ve compromised his healing and probably pissed off Dr. Lee, camp leadership, and the basilisk if he’d been informed of everything that’d happened. He was a wrecking ball when he wanted to be.
I bent down to stroke George on his shiny head, and then I jumped into Elijah’s arms.
He kissed me, slow and deep. “Hello, Dove. You taste like heaven. I think Heath and Aiden did a little bit more than just get you clean in the shower, didn’t they?”
I grinned. “They got me dirtier first.”
“Avery, for fuck’s sake,” Ian moaned behind me.
“We’re so happy for you guys,” Brody said brightly.
“Thank you,” Heath replied. “We’re pretty damn happy too.”
With that, we finally went to dinner, where I sat sandwiched between Elijah and Aiden and inhaled a burger. Heath sat directly across from me, and for the duration of the meal, his gaze never strayed from my face.
My tiger, though. Even surrounded by her mates, she grew restless.
One last stop, I told her. Then we’ll be complete.