Page 72 of A Nest of Maple & Mist

He stood in the middle of my bedroom, his chest heaving under a thin T-shirt, his scent spiked with challenge and a touch of fear. An impatient huff fell from his lips as his fingers moved to the button of his jeans.

My cock thickened at Ty’s knowing smirk. The one that bypassed my patience and went straight to my Apex. The one that would have me drawing out my beta’s submission.

I didn’t give him a second to rethink his attitude. I moved, closing the distance between us in two long strides. My hands landed hard on his hips, the grip firm enough to let him know I wasn’t asking.

“Shit,” Ty gasped, his smirk faltering just a fraction as I walked him backward. “Daddy’s deciding to finally do something?”

A gravel-laced growl shook deep within me. Ty’s eyes flashed wide. Shane chuckled, stroking his chin.

“You’re going to regret being a brat when we’re edging you into oblivion.”

My teeth grazed the shell of his ear as I continued moving him backward until his body collided with the wooden wall. My hips dug into his, pinning Ty in place, grinding my hard length into his thigh.

The confidence on Ty’s face melted away, his head falling back against the wall. A single bead of sweat slid over the column of his throat, following the motion of his Adam’s apple as it bobbed.

His cock twitched, brushing mine. I hissed, looking away. Shane leaned against the doorframe to the bathroom, arms crossed, watching us with an appreciative gleam. No jealously loomed in his eyes, and our pack bond hummed.

“Oh, Mate,” Shane purred, rocking off the wall. Ty followed the movement. Shane’s gaze raked over Ty, drinking in the needy, disheveled mess he was already turning into. “I do love it when you push your alpha. You always taste a little sweeter after Jason’s quelled your defiance.”

“Oh God,” Ty said, the breathy sound doing terrible things to my cock.

My mouth hovered inches from Ty’s. His lips parted slightly, silently begging me to claim his mouth. A mock sound of pity escaped me. I dragged my cheek along the sensitive skin above his pulse, determined to mask his rebellious scent until he smelled like mine.

“Tell us what you want?” I rasped, holding on to the last thread of my control.

Ty tilted his head back against the wall, exposing the pale line of his throat. Even now, he couldn’t help himself.

“I think you both know what I want.”

Despite the boldness in his words, I didn’t miss the subtle warble in his voice.

I chuckled, the sound vibrating against his skin. “Shane, what do you think our mate wants?”

Shane gripped Ty’s chin, his thumb swiping over his bottom lip. Our beta moaned the most beautiful sound, and I buried my face in his neck to hide how much it affected me.

“I think he wants me buried in his ass while his daddy fucks his throat.”

The depraved, needy noise Ty made, thankfully, drowned out my own choked sound of desire.

“That. Exactly that,” Ty whimpered, trying and failing to free himself from between me and the wall.

“Good boy,” I whispered.

The praise landed exactly how I wanted. Ty released an uneven breath, his eyes glazing over as he succumbed to the submission he desperately wanted. My fingers skimmed the hard lines of his stomach as I yanked his shirt over his head.

Dropping to his knees, Shane quickly shucked off Ty’s jeans and briefs, exposing his ruddy, leaking length. My muscles tensed, heat building at the base of my spine. Ty’s hands gripped Shane’s shoulders for support.

My hand closed around Ty’s throat, fingers flexing.

“All fours. On the bed.”

With that, Ty moved, his limbs loose and slightly uncoordinated. Shane’s shoulder bumped into mine. We shared a look, both enamored with our handsome, perfect beta. Ty solidified the bond between me and my pack brother, the one I’d been uncertain of in the beginning.

When Shane arrived at the farm looking for a job, I debated not hiring him.

At that time, I didn’t know the whole history between him and Mia, only that they didn’t work out. Yet, I couldn’t shake the incessant tug in my gut. My alpha recognized his instantly, even though I needed some coaxing.

I hired him, and our relationship grew. Then, when Ty joined us, I knew without a doubt we were pack. We both loved and were devoted to Ty, our mate, our beta.