Page 21 of Return to the Pack

“Are you saying you’re ready for more?” I say in a low, sleepy voice. “Because I sure am.”

Axel rubs his scruffy chin against my shoulder. “I can certainly oblige you,” he says, and sure enough, I feel the stirrings of his arousal. “But the others might be jealous.”

“Why would they be jealous?” I throw my leg over his hip and push my pussy against him.

“Because I just planted my flag first,” he says, laughing. “It’s a guy thing. We always like to be the first to claim the mountain.”

“Oh, so now I’m a mountain?” I say, tweaking one of his nipples with my fingers.

“You’re going to be soon enough. Your belly will grow with my baby inside.”

“Will it?” I say, looking down at my flat abdomen.

“Yes,” he says, and an adorable expression lights up his face.

Outside the window, the brothers’ voices grow louder, like they’re approaching the house. The tromp of their footsteps along the sand and gravel gets me all hot and bothered again.

“And will your seed be the victor?” I say, stroking his biceps.

“It’s hard to say. I’ll breed you until it happens, though.,” Axel says, rolling me onto his back.

The backdoor squeaks open and bangs shut, and footsteps fill the house.

“They’re going to smell your heat, too.” He grabs his stiffening cock and slides it up and down my crack. “They’ll want to breed you as well.”

“They will?” I spread my legs wide.

“We all will,” he says, his eyelids fluttering closed as he continues to stroke. “They’ll breed you the same way I did. There’s no mistaking the scent of a woman in heat, and we’ll all make sure you have pups. Between the four of us, you’ll be fat with babies, alright.”

“Did I hear the word ‘heat?’” Callan calls from just outside the room.

I’m going to have so much fun making babies with them all!

Chapter Eight

Ethan

“Time to make some babies,” I yell, pushing past Callan and heading for the bedroom. The scent of Luna’s arousal fills the whole damn house.

Callan and Warrick are right behind me, stripping off their clothes the same way I am. We burst into the bedroom to see Axel grinding into Luna.

When he hears us, he rolls off her and grins at us, his cock standing proud and slick with Luna’s juices. “I got here first,” he says smugly. “My seed has already been planted.”

Luna’s legs are spread, revealing her dripping pussy to the rest of us. It looks swollen and needy, practically begging us to fuck her, and the smell makes my head spin, my wolf roaring to leap out and fuck the tarnation out of her.

“It only paved the way for my seed,” I say, leaping onto the bed next to Luna.

Luna lets out a squeal and a giggle.

“Which will pave the way for mine,” Callan says, jumping on top of me.

“Y’all all know whose seed is the biggest, the baddest, and the strongest,” Warrick gruffs, shoving between us all.

“Which one of us is the Alpha here?” Axel says, but he’s grinning as he scoots over, tucking an arm behind his head and watching us kissing and licking and touching our little mate. She may not be our True Mate, but she’s our treasured mate, the one we chose and our wolves chose, and we worship her body with ours.

I can’t wait to breed her, to watch her swell with a litter of pups, to hold our child in my arms. The fierceness of this thought surprises me. I can’t say I’ve longed to be a father before. If anything, I wanted nothing to do with fatherhood since we were raised by a bastard. I know all my brothers feel the same way—about our father, and maybe, about being a father to Luna’s progeny. But with her, everything is different.

The moment this sweet, innocent little whisp of a girl walked into our woods, our lives changed, and there’s no changing back. We wouldn’t go back if we could.