Chapter 19
Chapter
Nineteen
CARTER
I could pick her up and carry her to the bedroom just like Troy did with Sebastian, but it’s infinitely better to watch Emma take that first trembling step in the right direction. She knows what will happen when she reaches the bedroom—and she wants it.
I follow behind in the wake of her delicious scent, my mouth watering with the need to taste her again.
Emma stops on the threshold of the room, her sharp inhale telling me a little of what I can expect.
But it’s still a rush to see Sebastian sprawled on the large bed in his half form, his arm covering his face as Troy swallows down his erect cock.
Troy bobs his head up, then sinks right down to Sebastian’s knot, breathing through his nose.
From our angle, Emma and I have a clear view of Troy’s cock, too, the hard length between his spread thighs, already leaking precum on the sheets.
“Emma,” Sebastian slurs as he realizes we’ve joined them. “Fuck, baby, I need you to sit on my face.”
Our mate lets out a startled laugh, then glances up at me. “Is-is he serious?”
“Oh, yeah.” I take the hem of her too-big t-shirt and draw it off her in one quick tug. “He’s serious. And if you feel like doing something, you only need to ask. We’ll tell you if we’re not into it and we expect you to do the same. Is that understood?”
She gives me a quick nod. “Understood.”
Then she climbs on the bed, where Sebastian snags her waist and hauls her closer to him, positioning her so her pussy is right at his snout.
Emma throws her hands out to catch her balance and leans on the wall above the headboard, and her blissful expression tells me Sebastian is already hard at work licking her pussy.
He’s thrusting his hips up, into Troy’s mouth, and making obscene noises with his tongue.
I could stay here and watch them devour each other, stroke my cock and come within minutes.
Instead, I grab a bottle of lube and slick up my cock, then take position behind Troy. “I need to be inside you,” I tell him, my hand resting in the middle of his back. “Are you okay to take me?”
He doesn’t pop off Sebastian’s cock even for a moment but spreads his knees wider and arches his back for me, sticking his ass in the air. I need to take the edge off this need that’s pounding inside me before I get to Emma—Troy can take the brunt of my strength, cherishes it, even.
I notch my cock at his ass and push forward slowly.
Troy lets out a rough groan that has Sebastian keening underneath him.
Then the tight ring of muscle relaxes for me, and I slide deep into Troy’s ass, right to the hilt.
I know the moment I hit his prostate by how he shudders, but he doesn’t let up and only sucks Sebastian’s cock deeper, then releases it and places a sucking kiss on his knot.
Sebastian’s grip on Emma’s waist tightens, and he moans loudly. “Troy, I’m close. I’m gonna come so hard. You taste so fucking good, Emma, and Troy is—fuck!”
He buries his face back between her legs, on a mission to make Emma come before him. Emma’s head hangs low between her hands, her body already shuddering. Then she glances over her shoulder at us, and her eyes go wide at the sight. I meet her gaze over Troy’s back.
She’s almost there, I can tell from how fast her breaths are coming—and how she smells, her scent curling through the room, driving us all wild. The full moon might be tomorrow, but our mate needs us tonight, and we’ll give her everything she wants.
“Come, Emma,” I coax her. “Come all over his face, and I’ll make Troy come, too.”
“Okay!” She nods frantically. “Yeah, I can—I can do that, but—ah!”
Her words stutter, and she faces the wall again.
Sebastian’s tongue is making obscene sounds, lapping at her pussy, and I shudder, so close to shifting.
But I don’t want to knot Troy right now, not when we’re just getting started, so I force myself to keep my human form and rock my hips forward again, hitting deep inside his ass.
He lets out a strangled groan, then releases Sebastian’s cock for long enough to bark, “Faster.”
I grin, loving how impatient they all are—striving for our first climaxes, desperate to take the edge off. I could draw this out, but the need building in the room is palpable, and as their alpha, it’s my job to make sure they get what they desire.
So I reach down and wrap my hand around Troy’s thick cock and give him a firm tug. He jerks in surprise, then moans, his mouth full of Seb’s cock, and at my next thrust, he comes, his large body shuddering.
Troy’s climax triggers a chain reaction.
He deep-throats Sebastian right down to his knot, and Sebastian comes, his lean body arching off the bed in a beautiful display of muscle and sinew.
Emma lets out a gasp, and I see her glancing over her shoulder, surveying the scene—and it pushes her right over the edge.
Her shout of pleasure is what finally tips me over, too, and I empty myself in Troy’s ass, growling.
He rocks back, chasing contact, his climax still shuddering through him.
My chest expands with the knowledge that we are finally complete. Our pack was always supposed to include Emma, Sebastian, Troy, and me, and to see them all here, in our home, sharing pleasure like this means more to me than I could ever express.
With my heartbeat thundering in my ears, I lean over and kiss Troy’s shoulder. He reaches back and clasps my hand, squeezing it as if he needs the connection as much as I do. This is new—he’s always kept a part of himself back, even with Sebastian and me, and I love that he’s showing me affection.
Gently, I pull out of him and stride to the bathroom to clean up.
Moments later, I’m joined by a grinning Sebastian, who is followed by Troy carrying Emma.
She’s pink in the face and looks like she might protest at being manhandled like this, but when Troy sets her right in the warm shower and gets in next to me, she sighs happily and tips her head up, offering her lips to me for a kiss.
Sebastian pours a dollop of his bodywash into his palm, steps up behind Emma, and lathers her thoroughly, his palms swiping over her limbs.
When he cups her breasts with both hands, I have to lean in and help out because they’re presented so beautifully.
I rinse away the suds, then lick one tight nipple, then the other.
Emma clutches the back of my head and arches up, searching for more contact. “I want to try taking a knot tonight,” she murmurs, her voice a little raspy.
I lift my head, my dick already stiffening from the mere mention. The full moon’s magic is getting stronger, and my body is responding to it so much more intensely than before.
Troy and Sebastian crowd near, our bodies creating a wall of werewolf around Emma. She opens her eyes and surveys us, one after the other. She must know what we’re thinking—even in our human forms, we’re reacting to her words.
“I thought we were waiting until tomorrow,” I say half-heartedly. “You said you needed rest.”
“I’ll tell you if I do,” she says. “But you fed me, and Sebastian made me come, and now I really need…”
She breaks off, her cheeks turning a pretty shade of pink.
“You need a cock?” Troy supplies helpfully.
Sebastian snorts, but he’s still right behind her, as if unwilling to let her go for even a minute. “It makes sense,” he says calmly. “If we want to be ready for tomorrow night, we should give that a try. See if we can make it fit.”
My cock kicks up, and for some reason, I want to hide my reaction to this—because surely I should have better control than this? I’m not seventeen again, and I’ve had two mates for years.
Then I remember how wild I felt when I first met Troy and Sebastian, one after the other, and how it took several weeks to truly fuck the first rush of lust out of our systems.
With Emma, we’re only on day two. We’ll be at this for weeks, and I can’t fucking wait.
I glance up to find her watching me, her brown eyes questioning.
For the briefest moment, she seems almost insecure, and it hits me—despite how well she has taken to all of this, she’s still out of her depth.
She’s basically a stranger, for fuck’s sake, and she got railed by three horny men who keep talking about breeding her and keeping her forever.
It’s enough to send anyone running.
I cup her face with both hands and tilt it up. “We can do whatever you want. You’re so brave, sweetheart. I trust you completely. And if you can’t handle this tonight, that’s okay, too. You being the best mate we could have asked for is not dependent on your ability to take our knots.”
Sebastian’s eyes grow wide. He scoots to the side and peers down at Emma. “Is that what you think? That we won’t want to keep you if your body can’t take ours?”
Emma lowers her gaze to my chest and absently runs her fingers down my arm. “No… Not in so many words.”
“But…?” Sebastian prompts, nudging her chin up.
She lets out a deep sigh. “But I don’t want to let you down.”
Before I can do so much as protest, Troy hooks Emma around the waist and hauls her out of the bathroom.
He takes a towel and dries her quickly, rubbing her limbs with a grim-faced determination.
Sebastian raises his eyebrows at me, and I shrug, then shut off the water and follow them, wondering what our most feral mate is up to.
Emma is just as wide-eyed as we enter the bedroom and find Troy depositing her in the middle of our large bed.
He’s on her in a moment, kissing her deeply, then crawling down her body to suck on her nipples while his hand finds its way between her legs.
Sebastian and I take our places on either side of them, and I motion at Sebastian to wait because I want Troy to have a chance to tell Emma whatever is bothering him—because he seems like a man possessed, his blue eyes shining with fierce determination.