He looked at me.
"Let them come," he whispered. "Let the Council come. Let the world come. We'll be ready."
I looked at them. My Triad.
"But not tonight," I said, raising my beer bottle.
Rhett smiled. The tension broke. "No. Not tonight."
"To us," Kai toasted, clinking his bottle against mine.
"To the Pack," Rhett added.
"To Fate," Lucien finished.
We drank.
The fire burned down to embers. The stars came out—a million pinpricks of light in a vast, dark sky. The Milky Way was a smear of diamond dust overhead.
We stumbled back up the dunes to the house, warm from the alcohol and the fire. The living room was dark, lit only by the moonlight spilling across the floorboards.
"Should we sleep?" Kai asked, though he didn't look tired.
"Absolutely not," Rhett murmured, locking the front door. "We have a rule to break."
"Which one?" I asked, turning to face them.
"Rule number two," Rhett growled, pulling me against him. "No magic unless it fills my cup. Well, I'm empty, Lina."
He kissed me, and the world spun.
It wasn't a desperate kiss like in the Archives. It wasn't fearful. It was joyful. It tasted of salt and beer and burnt sugar. Rhett's mouth was hot and demanding, his tongue sweeping in to claim mine with a growl that vibrated straight to my core, his stubble scraping my chin as he devoured me like he was starving for this— for us, finally free.
"Fuck, Lina," he rasped against my lips, his massive hands gripping my ass and hauling me up his body, my legs wrapping instinctively around his waist. "Been dreaming of this. No interruptions. No bullshit. Just you, dripping for your wolves."
"Upstairs," Lucien suggested, his voice low and smoky, already trailing cool fingers down my spine, shadows flickering teasingly along my thighs like velvet promises. "The bed is large. And the ocean is loud enough to drown out your screams."
We moved as a tangle of limbs and laughter up the narrow staircase, clothes shedding like dead skin. Rhett kicked off his shorts at the top, his thick cock springing free, heavy and leaking pre-cum, slapping against his abs. Kai yanked my sundress over my head, groaning as my tits bounced free, nipples already hard peaks begging for attention. Lucien stripped efficiently, his pale, lean body a study in lethal elegance, his dick curving up hard and ready, shadows coiling around the base like living cockrings.
The bedroom was simple—white sheets, open windows, the sound of the waves crashing below like a filthy soundtrack to what was coming.
Kai stripped off his shirt last, his skin golden in the moonlight, muscles rippling as he shoved down his shorts. "I love this place," he whispered, eyes dark with hunger as he backed me toward the bed. "I feel... grounded. Gonna fuck you so deep you'll feel my roots in your soul."
"Let's ground you more," I said, reaching for him, my hand wrapping around his thick shaft—fuck, he was girthy, veins pulsing under my palm as I stroked him slow and firm, thumb swiping the bead of pre-cum over the head. He hissed, hips bucking into my fist.
We fell onto the bed, a heap of warm skin and cool sheets. Rhett prowled over me first, his wolfish grin feral as he pinned my wrists above my head with one huge hand, the other shoving my thighs wide. "Look at this pretty pussy," he growled, staring at my slick folds like a starving man. "Soaking for us already. You want your Alphas' cocks stretching you open? Filling every hole till you're leaking our cum?"
"Yes," I moaned, arching up as his mouth crashed down on my tit, sucking my nipple hard enough to bruise, teeth grazing the sensitive bud while his free hand plunged two thick fingers into my dripping cunt. He curled them ruthlessly, hitting thatspot that made my vision white out, pumping in and out with wet, obscene squelches. "Fuck, Rhett—harder!"
Lucien knelt beside us, his cool mouth latching onto my other nipple, tongue flicking mercilessly as shadows slithered up my inner thighs, one tendril teasing my clit in tight, vibrating circles while another probed my ass, slick and insistent. "Such a greedy little hole," he purred, violet eyes locked on mine. "Beg for it, love. Beg me to finger-fuck your ass while Rhett wrecks your pussy."
"Please," I gasped, clenching around Rhett's fingers as the shadow pushed in, cool and thick, stretching my rim with delicious burn. "Lucien—fuck my ass with your shadows. Make me come!"
Kai claimed my mouth then, kissing me deep and filthy, tongue fucking my throat as his hand joined Rhett's between my legs, thumb rubbing sloppy circles on my clit. "Taste so fucking good," he murmured, breaking away to lick a stripe up my neck. "Gonna bury my cock in you soon. Watch you take us all like the perfect mate you are."
Rhett pulled his fingers free with a wet pop, replacing them with his cock—blunt head nudging my entrance before slamming home in one brutal thrust, bottoming out with a guttural groan. "Tight as a fucking fist," he snarled, pounding relentlessly, balls slapping my ass, the bed creaking under his force. "Take it—milk my cock, Lina. Show us how much you need it."
The dual stretch—Rhett's massive girth splitting my pussy, Lucien's shadow thrusting deep into my ass in counterpoint—had me screaming, pleasure coiling vicious like a spring. Kai fed me his cock next, kneeling by my head, thick length sliding over my tongue as I sucked greedily, hollowing my cheeks, drool spilling down my chin. "Fuck yes—suck it like that," he grunted, fucking my face slow and deep, hand fisting my hair.
