Her eyes widen, her expression telling me she’s nowhere near ready for that. Hell, she may never be into it either. And that’s okay. My jaguar is content with me fucking her in human form.
But he’s the one who has to claim her for our bond to snap into place.
Which Orcus explains for me now as he calmly says, “Flame’s not going to fuck you like this, little one. But he is going to bite you.”
Hell yes, I’m going to bite her.
And I’m not going to wait either.
Because I need to be inside this woman, not just physically but mentally, too.
My jaguar sinks his teeth into her inner thigh, claiming her intimately as ours.
The bond is immediate, the energy warming my blood as I shift back into my human form.
Alina’s eyes are still wide when I crawl over her, mymatealarmed and impressed by the swiftness of my claim.
I… I can feel you,she whispers into my mind.Fae, I can feel all three of you.
I smile.Just wait until all three of us are fucking you at the same time. You’re going to be so fucking full that you won’t even be able to think.
She shivers, her irises almost completely overtaken by her pupils.I… I think I’ll like that.
I press my lips to hers before whispering, “You’ll fucking love it, little panther.”
But there’s one more item for us to cover before we begin again.
My barb.
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
ALINA
My body is on fire.
My mind is borderline delirious.
And my heart… my heart isfull.
Three men. Three fae. Three perfectmates.
I can feel each of them inside me in unique ways, our bonds all different yet similar at the same time. It’s…amazing.
My soul feels content, at home, perfectly at peace. All while I’m surrounded by my favorite scents.
Ash. Fir trees. Fresh air.
Reaper. Flame. Orcus.
I shudder, my insides burning with renewed need. Orcus’s mind helps me understand the sensation, his Alpha instincts telling me my heat is approaching quickly now.
Part of me is already losing my mind to the lust. However, my mates are keeping me grounded, helping me be an active participant and toconsent.
That word warms my mind as I hear it in each of theirs—they want me to want this. To want them. To wantmore.
Especially Flame.
He’s staring down at me with his violet eyes, his panther lurking on the edges with a hint of black surrounding his vibrant irises. His thoughts are focused on his barb, not because he’s eager to be inside me, but because he wants to know if I’ll accept him completely.
