Tears streaked down my cheeks. I was a complete and utter failure. I bet the shifter bitches could deep-throat cocks without batting an eyelash.
“A gag reflex is perfectly normal, little mate. The more you try this…the easier it will be.”
I sniffed. “So practice makes perfect?”
He chuckled. “Yes, it does. But you’re already perfect, so I’m happy. Now let me return the favor.”
Before I could protest that I wasn’t done with our lesson and needed a lot more practice, he’d pulled the plug to let the water out and slid down while lifting me like I weighed no more than a feather. When he lowered me back down onto his face, I squeaked in alarm.
“Stop! I’ll suffocate you!”
I didn’t hear his reply, but I felt his tongue and mouth on my pussy. Two strong hands gripped my hips as he licked and sucked me. All I could do was grip the side of the tub and hold on for the ride of my life.
His tongue plunged inside me before he moved back up to focus on my tender, swollen nub. My breasts ached in thecooling air. A sudden desire for someone to lick and suck them popped into my head.
Maybe having more than one mate was more helpful than I realized?
Maverick doubled down on his efforts to make me come, probably goaded into action after reading my filthy thoughts. He sucked my clit, and I cried out his name as a powerful orgasm barreled over me.
“Good girl.” The words were in my head rather than out loud, and I jumped as my bear’s emotions flooded my mind.My perfect little mate.
“Good little pet.” Zane’s voice echoed in my head, and I gasped. Stars, had I been so loud that everyone had just heard me come? And also, how could Zane be in my head, talking to me too?
“Yes, you were that loud, and yes, we will practice later.”
Maverick sat up and pulled me back down. His face gleamed with my release, and I blushed. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to make so much noise!”
He smirked. “Never apologize for letting those assholes know I pleased you, little mate.” He sank inside me with one push, and I yelped at the stretch but the burn faded as he moved. Slow at first, then faster until my head spun.
“I love you, little mate,” he whispered against my lips before kissing me so hard I saw stars.
“I love you too,” I gasped before a second orgasm crested and I flew high, lost in pleasure, no longer caring whether the others heard me come. They could deal. And if it pissed off the mage, then good. He deserved to feel frustrated for being mean to me.
25
Kai
Conversation dried up when I walked through the door brushing snow from my bare shoulders. The cold didn’t bother me, but dripping water everywhere did.
The smell of cooked meat sent bile rushing up my throat. I glanced at the table and saw a stack of what I assumed were steaks resting on a platter, along with a bowl of rice and some green beans. Blood oozed from the barely cooked meat, and as I watched, the bear tore a hunk off a steak before swallowing it down.
My stomach roiled in disgust.
“We found some salmon in the freezer,” the mage said, casting a concerned glance at my frosty feet. “I left them on the counter. Dunno if you cook your fish or eat it raw.”
“Either is fine. Thank you.” I dipped my head and moved toward the door at the rear of the living area, searching for my bag.
The kitsune opened one eye from his spot by the fire and winked at me. I had no idea what the creature was trying to tell me, but I suspected it involved the witch, so I ignored him. My self-control was already on a knife’s edge, and I planned to stay as far away from her as possible.
Even if that meant sleeping out on the deck.
I’d spotted a hot tub around the back, full of frozen water. I debated defrosting it with magic and relaxing out there for a few hours. It was no worse than swimming in a frozen lake, which I’d done the moment we arrived in this place.
Once I’d changed into some dry shorts, I headed back into the living area. The mage was busy clearing the dishes while the incubus watched the bear feed the witch some chocolate. Fuck know’s where he’d found chocolate. I doubted whoever used this cabin stockpiled the stuff.
The place was basic as hell. Little more than a simple cube made from roughly hewn logs with a few windows and a mezzanine floor for a bedroom and bathroom. At least it smelled better than my room back at the academy.
I didn’t mind the scent of pine needles. Not as pleasant as brine, but a close second.
