“You always get chatty in the bedroom,” Kenai teased. “Our omega doesn’t have the patience for that, it seems.”
I focused on her, curling my fingers until she made that sound again, pushing my tongue into a firm point until her legs thrashed. As she came, my hand and face were soaked in her slick, and it was absolutely divine. But she was still writhing.
“More, Taimyr, please.”
Another day I’d make her beg for it—tease her until she was mad with wanting—but that would be cruel to an omega in heat. Just another thing to look forward to.
I shifted between her thighs and slid into her easily, like we’d done this a thousand times before. She arched her back, pressing against me and welcoming me home all at once.
“Taimyr…” My name on her lips sent a shiver down my spine, but I heard the shyness in it—the question. I leaned down so my long hair framed her face, and for just a moment it was only us.
“I’ve got you, Sylvie. You’re perfect.”
She was flushed from the heat, but a smile graced her lips that I knew was for me—and me alone.
“Kiss me, alpha?”
“Anything for my omega.” I leaned down and she met me halfway, tasting like honey wine and cinnamon. My hips snapped into her as she moaned into the kiss, and I swallowed every single sound. Who said she was the only one who got to be greedy?
“Fuck, I’m hard again,” Kenai groaned. “I guess maybe I did get jealous watching Taimyr use your pretty mouth like that.”
I pushed Sylvie back until her head hung off the edge of the bed. I gripped her hand in mine, and our good girl opened her mouth immediately. Kenai hissed as he slid between her lips, his hand gently wrapping around her throat to keep her steady as I thrust into her.
It was easy to synchronize our movements, the bond between us working to Sylvie’s advantage. We pushed her between us, back and forth, until I felt her clench around me and my very swollen knot started to catch.
“I want you to come on our omega’s tits, Kenai.”
“Fuck, that’s torture when I know how good she feels.”
“You’ve had your turn. I want her to look at me when I knot her.”
At that, Kenai grinned. He pulled out of Sylvie, pumping his cock rapidly until he groaned, and hot, white ropes shot across Sylvie’s chest, sparkling almost like snowdrops.
“Sylvie, eyes on me.”
Her dark eyes snapped to mine, and my world narrowed to that single point of connection. Through Kenai’s bond, I’d been feeling echoes of her for hours—but this was different.
The magic didn’t creep or build slowly. It struck like lightning. One heartbeat I was a shifter with one mate, and the next, a man blessed with two. The bond struck with a clear, crystalline note that rang through my chest like shattered glass. On my neck, ice bloomed in fractal patterns, spreading from the base of my skull in spirals. It wasn’t the gentle snowflake that marked Kenai’s bond, but something sharper—beautiful and dangerous.
I felt her gasp as the matching mark froze itself into her skin, and for the first time, I didn’t need Kenai’s bond to know what she was feeling—her surprise, then her surrender to the trust she had just gifted me. She was feeling what I’d known from the start: that beyond the biological pull, beyond the heat and need, I simplyenjoyedher. Her laugh, her sarcasm that mirrored my own. We had much to learn about each other, but there was nothing I didn’t want to know.
“There you are,” I breathed against her lips, and through our new bond I felt her truth—that she hadn’t given up on love but had been waiting for the right man—or pair of men. Ones who weren’t afraid of the woman she was.
I smirked against her mouth and kissed her deeply, working my knot into her. “You’re mine now, Sylvie, and I’m never letting go.”
She took all of me, locking me into place as our orgasms merged, her body trembling as she wrapped her arms around me, holding me close. “My Taimyr, my alpha.” She ran her tongue along my neck and nipped at my jaw.
I looked up to see Kenai grinning as he wrapped himself around Sylvie’s back, her smaller body carefully pinned between us. He looped his arm around my waist, pulling us as close as wecould get. He kissed Sylvie’s forehead as she lay dazed between us, blissed out on my knot. Then he leaned over her and kissed me.
“See? You couldn’t resist her any more than I could,” he said with a cheeky grin.
“Never said I wanted to.” I gently stroked Sylvie’s hair, and she curled into my chest. “I’m not the one who spent hours rehearsing how to approach her about hiring her.” I pressed a kiss to the crown of Sylvie’s head, feeling her tired amusement through the bond.
“I did not. Besides, engaging with humans is difficult at the best of times.”
“You practiced on me. Six times. I can still recite the entire opening,” I teased with a smirk.
Kenai huffed, but his fingers traced soft circles where they rested on my hip. “At least I didn’t get my antlers tangled in the sauna door trying to get to her.”
