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I can see from the look on his face that he does, but he scowls at me.

“I think we needed it,” Rachel says, moving over to Adrian, and kissing him in the same desperate, desire-filled way I kissed her.

His arms close around her and I move past them, reminding myself that we have backup somewhere along this corridor. I keep a watchful eye in that direction, determined to give Adrian and Rachel time to sate themselves before we move on.

Despite Adrian’s protests, he doesn’t try to back away or even stop kissing our mate.

He was never that into making out with girls before she came into our life.

He had a long line of girlfriends, who were mostly attractive girls he never clicked with, and never spent more than a couple of weeks with before breaking up with them.

He would never have kissed any of those girls the way he kisses Rachel.

I move along the corridor, trying not to stare like a creepy stalker.

When Carter appears in front of me, I blink. “Carter? What are you doing here?”

He was supposed to stay outside. Rachel pushed him out for a reason.

I thought when she said four wolves were inside the building now that she meant Amanda and Cheryl had brought one of their mates. Not that Carter had come inside.

“I got in just before the house decided to slide down to hell,” Carter says, trying to look past me. “Where’s Rachel? She’s in heat. I can tell.”

Trust Carter to come running at the first sign of Rachel’s heat.

“Where’s everyone else?” I ask, looking past him.

“I told them to wait at the stairs that lead up to the attic,” he says. “I said I could sense you guys and I’d go get you.”

“Well, you just need to give Adrian and Rachel a second. Then we can move.”

He frowns at me. “You smell like her, too. What were you three just in here all-night having sex without me?”

“Melodramatic much, Carter? It was a quickie. It just happened.”

“And it’s just happening again with Adrian. I’m the king of the quickie, Silas.” He moves past me, as if he’s done with the conversation.

I let out a sigh, following him back down the corridor.

Adrian has Rachel with her front pressed to the wall, his right forearm curled around her head, hand covering her mouth. He’s pumping into her hard and fast while she moans into his hand.

“Holy fucking shit,” Carter whispers, whipping his dick out and tugging on it.

Rachel’s moans are muffled, but they barely stop for a single second while she’s being fucked.

Adrian keeps her locked tight against him, and I can tell he’s close to the edge already.

He has better control than I do, and anyone has better control than Carter, but I can tell he’s feeling the same wash of protective possessiveness that I did. It’s impossible not to in this messed up situation.

Adrian finishes with a deep thrust and a hard grunt, releasing Rachel’s mouth.

She catches her breath, leaning her arm against the wall, her pink panties around her knees and her ass in the air, skirt pushed up high. Carter swoops into place behind her, and she gasps as his fingers move between her legs.

“Did you miss me, Rachel?”

“Oh, Goddess, yes, Carter. I definitely did.”

“Show me, so I can make your pussy mine.”

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