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The thought of a mate who wants what I have to offer makes my dick twitch slightly, but I have enough control to ignore that spark of desire. We’ve been stuck here long enough that a mate is the single most tempting thing any of us could be offered.
I went through my hormonal phase a few years ago, but I didn’t allow my common sense to be lost to it like Fox has. I simply emptied my loins in the forest once in while, whenever it was safe and appropriate, palming my engorged shaft and leaning against the trunk of a tree with my eyes closed, imagining what it might be like to walk into town and find a willing, eager mate.
It’s still a sexy thought. The difference is now it might be possible.
I don’t know if what I’m about to do is dumb, or smart.
My objectivity is seriously skewed.
All I know is, Scar never should have gone into town alone.
Fox starts to stroke his cock again.
I’m going to have to get talking if I want him to cut that out.
Whatever happens after this, it’s on my shoulders.
I accept the consequences without thinking twice.
“Scar has gone into Nightshade,” I tell them.
Fox looks at me as if I’m an idiot. His green eyes are glittering, and his fur is a little wet in patches from sweating like crazy in his heat-induced frenzy. “Of course he has. It’s that time of night.”
He doesn’t stop playing with himself. Of course not. It’s practically impossible to get him to stop.
I should leave them here. They’ll think we’re in the forest. They won’t move.
My gaze falls on Snake. His double headed cock is impressive, and the way he manipulates both shafts with his tongue and hand is weirdly hypnotic. There are times when he gives off pheromones that can be distracting. This seems to be one of those moments. I can’t stop watching.
“See?” Fox breathes. “He’s doing weird stuff with his tongue.”
I manage to break my gaze with concentrated effort, only to find Fox staring at Snake, his gaze unfocused. His hand slows on his cock. He’s breathing heavier and sweating a little too much.
“Apollo, give me strength,” I mutter, as I move closer and haul Fox out of the cave, lifting his shoulders and pulling him up on to his feet. He’s a dead weight for a few seconds before he snaps out of it and turns away from the cave on his own.
“Wow,” he murmurs, finally letting go of his shaft. “That was crazy.”
“You two are going to drive me insane,” I tell him.
“Promises, promises,” he mutters, leaning against the cave wall.
I give him a minute to compose himself before I finish what I started.
There is no way I’m spending all night in here with these two doing nothing but making Fox’s cave smell worse. It already stinks from weeks of relieving the heat he’s been going through.
“When I said Scar was going into Nightshade, I didn’t mean the forest.”
I wait for my words to sink into Fox’s brain. It takes a few minutes.
His eyes look more focused when it clicks in his head.
Finally.
“Wait. What?” he asks, straightening, and folding his arms across his chest. “Did you mean he’s going into the town? How is that even possible?”
“The Alpha stopped doing the ritual.”
He blinks at me. “When?”
