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It’d been hard to abandon my long ingrained fear of losing those I loved. When Lorn had been kidnapped, those fears surged through me with a vengeance, but it also brought clarity. It took me far too long to realize the greater tragedy was to never love at all. Or worse, to have a taste of it but never fully possess it.
I was a fucking goner, and I wouldn’t—couldn’t—fight any longer. But my biggest fear was that I’d done too much damage to our relationship.
However, instead of being angry at my hesitation, instead of serving me a penance I would have happily paid, Lorn welcomed me back into her arms like she’d been waiting all this time for me to pull my head out of my ass and realize we belonged together.
My mate was a goddess, and I wanted to worship her and show her just how much she meant to me.
“God, you’re gorgeous,” I murmured as I scooped her up, reveling in the pleased squeal she released as I walked us backward until her back pressed against the wall.
“So are you. But you’re wearing too much clothing,” she sassed with a happy gleam in her eyes and a pink flush in her cheeks.
I was determined to make her even happier, and make that flush deepen until she was panting and screaming my name like I’d heard her do for her other mates.
Every time she was with one of the others, I couldn’t stop myself from listening to her pleasure and picturing what she looked like when she came for them. A few harsh jerks of my hand were all it took to push myself over the edge alongside her, wishing every damn time that it was my name on her lips.
I slowly lowered her feet to the ground, letting her feel just how I felt about her on the way down. Tugging off my shirt, I stripped for her, enjoying the way her eyes darkened. Hovering her palms just over my skin before gently caressing my chest, she slid her hands down the ridges of my abs.
Breathing became a struggle as she teased me, drawing closer to my waistband and then curling her fingers beneath it. She made quick work of the button, and every inch she unzipped was pure torture. My dick was already heavy behind the fabric, aching and straining to be free. Each brush of her lithe fingers against my cock drove me wild and made me hiss in pleasure.
Fuck, if a graze felt this incredible, I knew I’d blow the second she wrapped her hand around me.
“Lorn.” My voice was a tense rasp.
“Don’t worry,” she promised, leaning in to trail a line of sexy kisses along my neck.
“God, what you do to me,” I groaned. Kicking free the rest of my clothing, I didn’t wait another second to drop to my knees before her. Trailing my hands up her legs, I lifted one and hooked it over my shoulder. Holding her steady, I let her adjust to leaning against me and the wall.
Lorn gasped at the intimacy. The scent of her arousal along with the sight of her glistening pussy just made my mouth water with anticipation.
“I’ve never seen anything so fucking beautiful,” I told her. Her hands dove into my hair as I kissed my way along her inner thigh, teasing her before I leaned in for my first taste. My tongue slicked over her pussy in a long, slow, savoring lick. “Jesus Christ, I almost forgot how sweet you taste.”
“Fuck, that’s hot,” Axel said hoarsely from the position he’d taken up along the side wall, watching us. Having him in the room didn’t feel odd or awkward the way I thought it might. Being naked in the same space wasn’t new. At the heart, we were shifters, and being naked around each other sometimes came with the territory. I’d often thought of Axel as the other half of me. Now that I thought about it, I couldn’t imagine not sharing a mate with him. And if the way Lorn reacted to having us both pressed against her earlier was any indication, she didn’t mind being shared.
For now, however, she was mine and mine alone.
Lorn’s moan only spurred me on, and I dedicated myself to learning what she liked. Every gasp, every moan, every time she tightened her fingers in my hair, pulling me against her pussy as she arched against my tongue, drove me fucking crazy.
Circling my tongue lazily around her clit, I delved back to her center and thrust it inside of her, fucking her slowly. Lorn shuddered against me as I pushed her toward that blissful edge she was reaching for.
“Don’t let her come yet.” Axel panted, and Lorn mewled at his order. “Draw it out and she’ll absolutely lose it when you finally push her over that edge.”
Goddamn, but I wanted to see that. I wanted to drive her to the brink and hold her there. Grabbing her ass, I fused my mouth to her pussy, drank her essence, and sucked on her sensitive flesh. Nibbling on her clit lightly, I watched her reaction, backing off just before she crashed into oblivion.
“Kota, I can’t take much more,” she whined as her hips continued rocking against my seeking mouth.
“Mmm,” I hummed appreciatively. “I think you can,” I growled.
Lashes fluttering open, Lorn gazed down at me with dazed, love drunk eyes. “Don’t you think you’ve tortured me enough?” she pleaded.
“Maybe it’s you who tortures me,” I murmured in between flicks of my tongue over her nub, enjoying each heaving breath and the jerk of her hips. “Did you think I didn’t listen to your cries every time you were with Axel, Chayton, Jolon, or Syler? Listening to you come and not getting to see your face when you tip into ecstasy is torture. Touching myself in tune to your moans and spilling all over the goddamn shower is torture. Dreaming of being buried between these beautiful thighs only to wake up alone with a raging hard on is torture.”
“Kota,” Lorn mewled from my filthy words, creaming herself from the pictures I painted in her mind.
“That’s it, kitten. Say my name,” I ordered as I slid two fingers inside her slick heat. Curling them just right, I pumped them in and out of her until her thighs were shaking.
“Oh, fuck. Oh, God. Kota!” Lorn’s cries were a song as she spiraled higher. Her pussy clenched around my fingers so tightly my dick throbbed. I wanted to be inside of her and feel her spasm around my cock.
I took her to the edge twice more, only to ease off until Axel finally gave her the order.
