Chapter 29
Chapter
Twenty-Nine
CARTER
Our mate sleeps on the messy bed, Troy tucked around her, his big body molded to her smaller frame. Even though she’s fast asleep, his hard cock is half buried in her pussy, impaling her from behind.
It was a compromise we had to make after Emma wouldn’t settle—she was so exhausted after another round of sex in the shower that she couldn’t keep her eyes open, yet she whined for us until we came up with this solution.
I’ll tease her about this tomorrow. She was the one who insisted on taking a pause, then proved insatiable when Sebastian teased her ass in the shower.
He’d ended up stretching her with his fingers while she was still locked on my knot, and we’d both come so hard, my knees had nearly buckled from the strength of my climax.
Now, she moves her hand restlessly as if searching for something, so Sebastian rolls closer to her and intertwines his fingers with hers.
“Shh,” he says. “Go back to sleep, baby.”
Troy, who switched out with me earlier when I couldn’t bear having Emma on my dick anymore without truly fucking her, groans low in his throat.
“She’s fucking squeezing me,” he whispers. “How is her pussy not too tired to do this?”
I grin, my cock hardening again. “She’s our mate. She needs us as much as we need her.”
He puts one hand on her hip to keep her steady. “How much longer will the moon’s magic last? I won’t be able to hold on for long, this feels too fucking good.”
I can tell his suffering—he’s panting, his big chest rising and falling with quickening breaths, and a low growl has started in his chest. I know exactly how he feels.
An hour ago, I was in his position and had to pull out of her hot, tight channel and would have jerked myself off in the shower if Sebastian hadn’t offered to suck me off.
Then I’d fucked him instead, making him come all over the glass shower wall because the full moon still rode us so strongly, we’d needed to blow off more steam.
“Almost two hours,” I tell him, checking the alarm clock on the windowsill. “Still a while to go.”
The night is still dark, without a hint of dawn. It’s snowing, so sunlight won’t be immediately visible, but our bodies will know when it’s over.
“I won’t last,” Troy chokes out. “Seb, you’re up. Hurry. I can’t fuck her while she’s asleep.”
My dick twitches, precum already gathering at the tip. I’m not a hundred percent sure, but I don’t think Emma would mind waking up when she was already coming. If Troy teased her…
But no, I feel like an asshole just thinking it, so I tell my dick a firm no and motion for Sebastian to switch places with Troy.
“Don’t look so eager,” Troy grumbles at our youngest pack member. “It’s torture, you’ll see soon enough.”
Emma grumbles as Troy leaves her side, her eyelids twitching in her sleep. A frown line appears between her eyebrows, and she shivers, as if already missing her mate’s body heat.
“Hurry,” Troy instructs Sebastian. He grasps his own cock and gives it a long stroke. “Don’t let her wake up.”
But the moment Sebastian lines himself up and lifts Emma’s thigh to slide all the way home, she lets out a low moan and stretches, rolling her hips against his.
“Fuck!”
Sebastian’s hips jerk forward in one hard, quick thrust, jostling Emma on the bed. Her full tits bounce, her mouth falls open on a gasp—and she’s awake, her gorgeous eyes still unfocused, her cheeks pink as if even in her sleep, she was aware of what’s going on.
“Carter?”
She reaches out for me, and I’m powerless to resist. I crawl to her on the bed and brush her messy hair back from her forehead. “Yeah, sweetheart, we’re here.”
She moves in the bed, and Sebastian whines low in his throat, his claws shredding the sheet beside him.
“You have to stop moving, Emma.” I cup her face with my palm to soothe her. “And you need your rest. Be good now and don’t torture Sebastian any more than necessary.”
Her movements grow more restless, and she frowns again, this time focusing her bleary-eyed glare on me. “Where is he? I need him, Alpha. Need him to—hmm.”
Her eyelids flutter shut again, and she quiets for a moment, though her skin is growing damp with sweat, her heartbeat fluttering at the base of her throat.
“Fuuuuck.” Sebastian strains his body, visibly trying to make himself lie perfectly still. “You weren’t kidding, man. This is torture.”
“She needs the rest.” I stroke her cheek, unable to keep my hands away. “If you can hold on, at least for a while, try to do that. Then we’ll switch places, yeah?”
Sebastian nods, his teeth gritted and on display. “I think I can do that. But not if she keeps squeezing me. I thought watching you be inside her was difficult, but this is something else.”
“I know.” I reach over and run my fingers through his scruffy mane. His fur is still damp from our shower, and yet he smells like sex and Emma. “You’re doing so well, baby.”
His eyes flare wide, and he looks up at me, desperate. “Don’t say that! You know what that does to me, man.”
I grin, only slightly repentant. “Sorry. But I have to tell you the truth, don’t I?”
Our murmurs seem to have lulled Emma back to sleep, so I glance over my shoulder to see where Troy has gone—but he’s not there anymore.
Frowning, I follow his scent down the hallway to find him in the bathroom, stroking his cock in the shower while water pelts down on him.
I stride forward to join him, then hiss when the first droplets hit my outstretched hand—they’re ice-cold.
“What the hell, Troy?” I pull back, watching him warily. “Are you okay?”
He hangs his head so the spray hits the back of his head.
“I nearly fucked her while she was asleep, Carter. This fucking full moon…” He snarls as his hand flies faster over his cock.
“It’s making me feel things. I don’t want to hurt Emma, but I wanted to bite her and fuck her until she was begging me to stop.
I can’t be around her, but I can’t leave either.
I wanted to go outside to cool off, but my feet wouldn’t carry me that far from her. ”
My heart pangs at the raw, painful confession.
Troy is the best man I’ve ever met, loyal and protective to a fault, and to see him suffering like this is doing strange things to my chest. I’m the alpha, after all.
I was supposed to take care of my pack during this full moon, and I hadn’t even realized how badly Troy was affected.
I step into the shower, wincing at the cold water. “Hey.” I grasp Troy’s wrist and stop his movements, which have become more punishing than I’d like. “Look at me.”
His blue eyes flash golden, but he focuses on me, his big body heaving with fast breaths. “I’m looking.”
I offer him a wry smile. “Your wolf is chafing at you, right? Wanting to challenge me so you’d be the alpha of the pack, so you could give orders about how to treat our mate?”
He drops his gaze to the tiled floor, and his shoulders slump. “Yes,” he admits, his voice a low growl. “I wanted to rip you away from her and take your place.”
“But you didn’t,” I say, conviction lacing my words. “I don’t know which one of us would win if we ever had that fight, and I don’t want to find out. But I’m your alpha, and I’m telling you that you will stop punishing yourself for having these thoughts.”
He scoffs, shuffling his feet. “What, like it’s that easy?”
I take his chin and nudge it up, which is a pretty useless move because he has two inches on me and is always looking down at me anyway, but I need him to understand that I’m serious.
“If I was an asshole, I’d compel you to obey, just until the full moon passes.” I keep my voice soft, but his eyes flare in alarm. “But I’m not, so I won’t.”
“What, then?” he rasps. “I can’t go back to her, Carter. Not like this. She needs to rest.”
Sliding my palm up so I cup the back of his neck, I bring my forehead to his. “And you’re letting her. For the record, if you think Emma would protest your plan of biting and fucking, I think you’re wrong. She’s loving this. All of it.”
Troy’s lips twitch up in one corner. “She is, that’s true. How the hell did we get so lucky?”
I shrug. “Fates, I guess. They knew to give us a mate who would cherish us for what we are, no questions asked.”
He heaves a big sigh, then wraps me in a hug, his thick arms coming around me and squeezing hard. “I love you, Carter.”
“Oof.” I pat his back, then hug him just as firmly. “I love you, too. Now can we please stop it with the cold water?”
Troy chuckles, then reaches around me and turns the water to warm. It takes a moment for it to heat, but when the temperature of the spray changes, we both sigh, relaxing instantly.
“That’s better.” I run my hand through my fur and slick it back, then cock an eyebrow at him. “Now, are you going to let me suck you off so we can both go back and relieve poor Sebastian of pussy-warming duty?”
My mate’s nostrils flare, and he grabs my hip, his claws digging into my skin. “You’d do that, Alpha? Go on your knees for me?”
Heat flashes through me, and my cock twitches up again even though the icy water had temporarily cooled me off before.
“Just this once,” I murmur, licking my lips. “An alpha serves his pack.”
With that, I drop to my knees on the tiles and wrap a hand around the base of Troy’s cock, right at the knot. I let him wait just a second, building the anticipation, then open my mouth and let his heavy cockhead glide over my tongue.
He lets out a low groan and braces his hand on the wall, then palms the back of my head and grabs hold of my fur. “I don’t think I’ll last.”
His words are desperate, confirmed by the steady trickle of precum dripping from his slit. I close my eyes, savoring the taste, and take him deeper. His hips roll forward, and he pushes himself right to the back of my throat, where he stays for a moment, as if this is exactly where he wants to be.