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As she guided me into her willing mouth, I had to force myself not to thrust my hips. Brielle licked my slit, kissing it like a lover before sucking on the head.

Her mouth was madness and clarity. I fisted her hair, holding her in place as she hollowed out her cheeks and dragged her tongue along the thick vein beneath the shaft. A sound lodged somewhere between a growl and a hiss escaped my lips as she took me deeper, saliva spilling from her mouth and coating my balls. Her body jerked from the force of Valor’s thrusts, tits bouncing as she swallowed around me.

It wasn’t enough. I wanted her to choke on my cock. I wanted to bury myself in her throat.

“Fuck, you look so damn delicious like that,” Ezra said, getting up from his chair.

She hummed around me, and my control snapped. Tightening my hold on her hair, I started to fuck her mouth in earnest.

My body was a swell of roaring tides—a typhoon threatening to take me under—and I gave myself over to her.

Ezra stood between us, his cock erect and weeping. It brushed against his abdomen, his muscles bunched with self-restraint.

“You’re going to swallow Korren’s come while Valor fills your pussy.” Ezra cupped her cheek, brushing it with his thumb. “And I’m going to paint you with my load, so every inch of you smells of us.”

Valor grunted at Ezra’s request, and Brielle nodded eagerly.

Together, Valor and I fucked Brielle while Ezra jerked himself over her squirming body. She tensed, right on the edge of her orgasm. Then, the bond hummed with delight as we came, marking her inside and out.

***

I lowered Brielle into the steaming bathwater.

“This really isn’t necessary,” she said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

The faint bloom of color on her golden skin made me smile. She was shy.

After all we just did? my wolf asked.

I chuckled. Our little mate was a curiosity, equal parts bold and bashful. We would have to warm her up again.

“Of course it is,” Ezra said, guiding her back until she leaned against the edge. “We’re your mates. It gives us great satisfaction to take care of you.”

After a moment of resistance, she gave in with a pout. “I’m not a child. I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself.”

“We know,” Valor said as he passed the shampoo and conditioner to Ezra. “It’s not a question of being capable.” He kneeled beside the tub with a washcloth and a bar of soap. “It’s an ingrained sense of purpose. Our wolves crave the pleasure of caring for you, and this is one of the ways we can do it.” He lifted one of her legs from the water. “You won’t deny us, will you?”

Put on the spot, Brielle blushed before rolling her eyes. “Well, if you must. I wouldn’t want to come between you and your troublesome ego.”

“That’s the spirit,” Valor said, laughing.

Ezra lathered her thick, dark hair while Valor and I worked on her succulent body. Valor made her giggle when he scrubbed her feet, and we discovered Brielle was feisty when tickled.

Afterward, we took her into the bedroom.

She tilted her head. “We’re all going to sleep here?”

Amusement and surprise brought the gold out in her eyes.

Ezra pulled his shirt over his head. “Don’t worry about space—the bed is custom.”

“That wasn’t my concern.” Brielle’s voice was light. “I just didn’t know you guys slept together.”

“Most units do,” I said, changing into sweats. “Though our relationship isn’t romantic, we still need touch and comfort like most shifters.”

Brielle nodded thoughtfully. “I never considered that before. I guess I still have a lot to learn about units and packs.”

I climbed into the center of the bed, holding out my hand. “You’ll figure everything out. Until then, there’s no rush.”

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