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“It should, but no,” Mo whispered, a rosy flush pinking his neck. Victor’s wolf growled in satisfaction. Victor turned and ripped Zack’s shirt off, but then as the big guy went for his jeans, Victor slapped his hands away. He heard the resulting startled inhale and watched as Zack’s big brown eyes darkened with lust.

So, the big man liked a little dominating?

Victor could so do that. “Get on the bed,” he ordered and turned to Mo, who looked entirely too aware, and Victor didn't like that. He followed Zack but didn’t attempt to undress himself, and watched as Mo licked his lips. Victor pulled the remnants of Zack’s shirt free and ran his hands up his bare back, reveling in the feel of Zack’s skin, even scraping with his nails and returning moan for decadent moan. He heard a slight sound from the bed and broke the kiss, glancing at Mo.

“I think our mate feels left out. Why don’t you show him what you can do with your mouth?”

Mo almost whimpered and tried to shove his unbuttoned jeans down. Zack moved closer to the bed, a predatory look in his eyes. Victor heard Mo’s audible swallow and moved to the other side of the bed. Zack didn’t need any more encouragement, and Victor had to adjust his own thickening cock as he watched Zack sit next to Mo, then gently cup the back of his neck and lean in to take his lips. So carefully, so controlled. Victor ached to see the bear lose control. He watched as Zack lightly skimmed his fingers over Mo’s bare chest, almost freezing when Mo groaned.

He's scared he’s gonna hurt him.

The flash of insight took Victor by surprise, but this wasn’t just about shifter strength versus human frailty, this was more.

Big guy.Even Victor had called him that.

“Like that?” Victor encouraged and Mo moved closer to Zack, his body begging for more even if he couldn’t vocalize it. “Lay him back, show him exactly how good you are with your mouth.”

Victor forced his own hands not to move, as Mo needed no encouragement, but Zack needed confidence. Mo leaned back on the bed and Zack simply followed him. “That’s it,” Victor said. “Look how he’s hard for you.”

Zack let out a growl that was more his bear than anything else, but Mo didn’t seem scared; if anything his kisses seemed more desperate. Zack broke off and slid Mo’s pants down almost reverently. Mo glanced over and sent Victor a heated look, before his eyes closed as Zack bent and nuzzled the spot between the inside of his thigh and his balls.

“Fuck,” Mo whispered, and he seemed helpless not to thrust his hips a little. Victor watched for a second until he decided he was way too far away.

Chapter Seven

Mohadtobedreaming.Twosexy guys wanted him? He heard the orders Victor gave and while he had no intention of letting him do that outside the bedroom, in here it was all kinds of hot.

Then Zack licked a stripe from his balls to the tip of his cock before closing his mouth over it at the same time that Victor joined them. Victor’s lips took Mo’s, and he tuned out all thoughts and concentrated on feeling. Victor broke off for air, but before he could dip his head a second time, Mo reached up and brushed a gentle finger over Victor’s lips, tracing them carefully. He reached down with his other hand and slid his fingers into Zack’s hair, shivering in pleasure as the rumble in Zack’s throat vibrated against his cock. In that moment, they were still all touching but the connection seemed stronger. He felt Victor’s warm breaths against his fingers and followed the line of Victor’s generous mouth. Victor moved lightning quick and caught Mo’s finger in his mouth just as Zack pushed his tongue into the tip of his cock. Mo arched and closed his eyes, surrendering to the heat swirling around his insides and travelling like lightning into his balls.

“Wait,” Victor murmured to Mo. “Hold on.”

Mo gasped. He couldn’t, yet he really wanted to. “Take him deeper.” It took Mo a second to realize Victor was instructing Zack, then Zack seemed to almost swallow him down, and Mo went over the edge.

He had no idea if he yelled out loud. The sheer pleasure that seemed to white out his brain cut him off from everything outside his own body and, for many seconds, he wasn’t completely sure he was in his body anymore. Mo floated until the bed he was lying on dipped at either side of him and an arm—no, two—reached across his belly to anchor him. It took another moment before he was cognizant enough to open his eyes to see a pair of deep brown and a pair of dark gray eyes looking at him.

“Give me a minute,” he groaned, and Zack’s eyebrow shot up nearly in time with Victor’s. If Mo had any energy left, he would have laughed. Synchronized eyebrows. “I need a moment.”

“Little one,” Victor said in a deep voice. “We must have a conversation first. That was to relax you.” Mo groaned. He was certainly relaxed. Puddled was a word that came to mind.

“You want to talk,” he added a little sulkily. An unkind person could have said he pouted, but of course Mo didn’t do that.

Victor glanced over at Zack. “I am assuming you would be unable to hold yourself back from the mating bite?”

“The what?” Mo asked, then groaned. “Oh my God, it’s exactly like it is in all the books.”

Zack chuckled. “I’m not sure what books you’ve been reading, but Victor’s right. I would struggle not to bond, and I don’t think you’re anywhere near that yet. But I want to explain more.” He looked down, avoiding both their gazes, and somehow Mo thought it was going to be bad.

“You guys don’t ever do casual sex?”

Zack looked up. “Sure, but never with you.”

A million words seemed to want to fight their way out of his mouth, but he kept silent.

Zack rolled onto his back and moved his arm, and Mo immediately felt the loss. Which was insane, but in the current situation, maybe loss was the least insane thing he was feeling.

“And Mattie complicates everything for me.”

“Hey,” Mo chided. “There are single parents the world over. Two point two kids went sideways a long time ago, and who cares anyway?” He grinned. “From what I saw of your family, you should be the first person to know that.”