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From his position on the bed beside us, Keir watched with glowing eyes, his hand working his own length with barelycontrolled movements. His fangs were fully extended now, his claws digging into his own thigh as he fought the urge to join us.

“Look at him,” Cade growled against my lips, his eyes flicking to Keir. “Look how much he wants you. How much we all want you.”

I turned my head to meet Keir’s gaze, feeling a rush of power at the naked hunger in his eyes. His control was hanging by a thread, his wolf so close to the surface that I could practically see it shimmering beneath his skin. And it was all because of me—because of what I did to him, what I made him feel.

“Can’t—” Keir gritted out, his voice barely human. “Watching you—it’s too much.”

“Then don’t just watch,” I heard myself say, the words bypassing my brain completely. “Touch me.”

Keir moved with supernatural speed, positioning himself at my side. His mouth found mine in a kiss that was all teeth and tongue and desperate hunger, his fangs carefully kept away from my lips even in his frenzy. His hand joined Cade’s around our cocks, adding another layer of pressure that had me moaning into his mouth.

I was surrounded by them now—Cade beneath me, Logan behind me, Keir beside me. Their hands were everywhere, touching, claiming, worshipping. The mate bond hummed between us, amplifying every sensation. Cade’s hand worked faster, his rhythm becoming more erratic as his own control frayed. I could feel the tension in him, the struggle to hold his wolf at bay even as pleasure built. Behind me, Logan’s hips moved in small, aborted thrusts, his cock sliding against my lower back in a tantalizing preview of what full claiming would feel like.

“Want to be inside you so bad,” Logan growled against my ear, his voice more wolf than human. “Want to claim you, mark you, fill you up until you can’t remember anyone but us.”

His words sent a shudder of desire through me, my cock jerking in Cade’s grip. The thought of them inside me, of being stretched and filled and claimed completely, was almost enough to push me over the edge.

“Soon,” Cade promised, his eyes flashing silver as his wolf surged closer to the surface. “Once you can shift. Once you’re ready.”

“Want it now,” I admitted, the confession torn from me by the overwhelming pleasure of their combined touches. “Want all of you.”

“We know, little fox,” Keir murmured, his free hand tangling in my hair to hold me steady for his hungry kisses. “We feel it too.”

The pressure was building, a tidal wave of sensation that threatened to drown me. Cade’s hand moved faster, his grip tightening around our cocks. Logan’s fingers pinched my nipples harder, his teeth grazing my shoulder with increasing pressure. Keir’s kisses grew more demanding, his tongue mimicking the rhythm of Cade’s hand.

“That’s it,” Cade encouraged, his voice a growl that vibrated through his chest where it pressed against mine. “Let go for us, little fox. Show us how good we make you feel.”

The permission was all I needed. My release hit with stunning force, my body arching between them as pleasure exploded through me. I came in hot pulses over Cade’s hand and stomach, my vision whiting out at the edges as ecstasy crashed through me in waves.

Through the haze of my own pleasure, I was dimly aware of the brothers’ struggle. Cade’s eyes were fully silver now, his fangs extended, a growl rumbling continuously from his chest. Logan had partially shifted behind me, his claws digging into the mattress on either side of us, his breath coming in harsh pantsagainst my neck. Keir had pulled back entirely, putting distance between us as he fought his wolf’s demand to claim.

As I floated back to awareness, I realized all three brothers were still hard, still aching with unfulfilled need. The scent of my release seemed to have pushed them even closer to the edge, their wolves clawing at the surface, demanding satisfaction.

“You didn’t—” I began, reaching for Cade.

“We can’t,” he interrupted, catching my hand before I could touch him. His voice was strained, barely human. “Not without claiming you. Not without hurting you.”

Despite having just experienced one of the most intense orgasms of my life, I felt strangely unsatisfied knowing they were still suffering. This wasn’t just about physical pleasure anymore—I wanted to give them what they’d given me, wanted that connection to be complete.

“When?” I asked, surprising myself with the question. “When will I be able to shift properly? When can we…”

“Soon,” Keir promised, his voice strained but sincere as he gradually regained control, his features slowly returning to human. “Your fox is closer to the surface every day.”

“It’s worth it,” Logan said, his eyes still holding traces of their supernatural glow. “You’re worth it.”

I wanted to believe them. Wanted to believe this was more than just the mate bond forcing them to want someone they wouldn’t have chosen otherwise. But as I looked at their strained faces, their partially shifted forms, all I could see was the price they were paying for being tied to me.

Cade suddenly tensed, his nostrils flaring as he inhaled sharply. His eyes, which had been gradually returning to their normal blue, flashed silver again. Beside him, Logan let out a low growl, his partially retracted claws extending once more.

“We need to run,” Cade said, his voice rough and strained. “Now.”

I blinked, surprised by the sudden shift in mood. “Run? What do you?—”

“Our wolves,” Keir explained, already moving toward the balcony doors. “We can’t… we need to shift. To hunt. To burn off this energy before?—”

He didn’t finish the sentence, but he didn’t need to. Before they lost control completely. Before their wolves took over and tried to claim me, ready or not.

“Go,” I said, understanding flooding through me. “It’s okay.”