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And Hunter’s Creek was different from all of it.

But that didn’t give him an excuse. Zack sighed. His bear hadn’t bitten Mo, almost as if he hadn’t been driven to. Was it because Mo was human or was the fault with his bear? Would he have even managed to satisfy Mo if he wasn’t following Victor’s direction? Dominance seemed to roll off the man like water. Zack was more likely to go along with whatever Asher or Riley decreed in the family. And that had never seemed wrong. He more than pulled his weight with the kids and the business. He’d earned his place with them, but what if he didn’t with his mates? What if he was lacking? Why did they even need a third wheel? And now Victor had bitten Mo…

He breathed out slowly, taking care not to jostle Mo, and glanced back at Victor, only to see his eyes open and fixed intently on Zack.

“What was that thought?” The question was growly, demanding, and full of heat. Zack felt his body respond. His cock jerked, still swollen with need. Just looking at Victor made heat seem to pour off him.

“Tell me,” Victor commanded.

But what could he say? Victor growled again and Mo whimpered restlessly. Zack lifted his head a little and kissed Mo’s forehead, the man settling immediately. Victor waited until Mo was fully asleep again, but didn’t look repentant.

His gaze remained on Zack, and it was only the intense need to make Victor happy that forced the confession out of him. “I’m not the alpha you are.”

Victor didn’t respond for a long time and Zack’s unease ramped up. He kept his steady hold on Mo though. Victor gestured to Mo. “What are you doing?”

It took Zack a minute because he wasn’t sure exactly what Victor was asking. “He needs touch. I get the impression he’s a little touch-starved. It settles him.”

Victor tipped his head at Mo. “And supposing you were the same kind of alpha as me. Would you think to do that?”

Zack glanced down. His huge hand spread all over Mo’s back. “I didn’t realize I was doing it.”

“No, because giving comfort and silent support comes naturally to you.” He leaned forward and brushed his lips against Zack’s. “You enjoy being dominated in bed.”

Zack’s breath caught because when Victor had given him precise instructions with Mo, he’d found it all kinds of hot. Victor brushed a thumb over Zack’s lips and Zack trembled. “I think people take one look at you and make assumptions. I also think you don’t trust many people to contradict them. You come off as easygoing and affable, but that’s because you’re hiding.”

Zack swallowed and tried to look away but Victor’s palm on his cheek stopped him. “It’s not a failure. Any form of submission to me is a precious gift. You don’t have to hide from me. You never have to hide who you are,” he whispered before his lips captured Zack’s.

“That is so hot,” Mo murmured, and Zack went to break off, but Victor stopped him for a couple of beats as if he was saying the decision to kiss or not was his, and Zack melted a little more. In fact, when Victor drew back, Zack wasn’t particularly interested in objecting to anything.

He looked down to see Mo licking his lips. Mo’s cock was poking into Zack’s abdomen and Mo wriggled a little, trying to get friction. He could see Mo’s heat was far from over, but Victor rolled Mo off Zack gently and made him drink a little water. Mo refused after a couple of swallows and trembled, his pupils so huge in his delicate face. “I’d rather take a long drink of you,” he whispered.

Which should have been corny not hot, but Zack simply bent his head and nuzzled the skin at the base of Mo’s neck until he groaned and leaned back into Zack’s arms, arching his neck for better access.

“Lie down, Zack,” Victor ordered, and Zack went willingly while Victor held Mo. “Now, my mate, how about you show Zack how talentedyourmouth is?”

Mo hissed in a breath and if anything, his eyes widened more, and he turned, settling between Zack’s outstretched legs and bending his head to take Zack in one swallow.

Fuck.

Zack nearly jackknifed up but clasped the sheet, ripping it instantly, but Zack didn’t care. Nothing in his life had ever felt this good.

“That’s good,” Victor murmured. “Can you stretch a little more? Feel how big he is? How good he tastes?” Victor moved and trailed a finger down Mo’s spine, and he moaned around Zack’s length, the vibrations completely sinful. Zack didn’t know what he’d ever done to deserve such attention—

“Use your tongue around the head,” Victor said, and Zack just about saw stars. Then Victor directed Mo to follow every thick vein with his tongue and just as Zack didn’t think it could get any better, Victor did something to Mo with his fingers and Mo rocked forward, gagging a little.

Zack felt his claw-tipped fingers sink into the mattress. He was going to come. “Stop,” Victor ordered. Zack was ashamed at the noise of disappointment he made, but Mo lifted up when directed. Victor made Mo lie down and had Zack kneel between Mo’s legs. Zack didn’t need an order to suck Mo’s cock.

Then Zack felt Victor’s hot breath on the back of his neck. “Has anyone ever had this delicious ass?”

Zack faltered and nearly pulled off Mo. He would have if Victor’s hand on his neck wasn’t commanding him to be still. But for the first time his ass almost clenched. The couple of casual hook-ups he’d had with guys had never been like this. Victor was right in thinking people took one look at him and made assumptions. Not that he’d ever dared correct them.

Victor didn’t wait for an answer. Bending down, he thumbed the gorgeous globes of Zack’s ass apart and bent and licked a stripe down his crease. The answering moan was the sweetest music, and he wanted nothing more than to thrust his aching cock into Zack’s welcoming heat, but he had to be gentle. Zack might be a shifter, and could take Victor, but he didn’t want to betray the trust Zack was showing. He wanted to make him feel good. Zack moaned around Mo’s cock and Mo started panting. Little mewling pleas begging Zack. Mo’s mumbles grew louder, coherence had taken an exit sometime before dawn, but judging from Mo’s sudden gasp and shudder, Zack seemed to understand. Knowing their little mate was satisfied, and probably spent, Victor turned his attention to taking care of Zack. He had come in Mo’s ass twice but even though he thrilled at Zack’s submission, he never would have thought Zack would allow this.

Victor marveled again at the heat pouring off Zack and bent to kiss and lick his crease, anchoring Zack by keeping his hands on both of Zack’s hips. “Victor,” Zack whispered, but it wasn’t a stop, the sound carried breathless amazement. Victor wanted more. He’d exulted in Mo’s cries, but now he wanted to hear the same satisfaction in Zack. A second later when he speared Zack’s hole with his tongue, he was rewarded with a cry and a gush of delicious slick that Victor felt on his tongue—

Victor nearly faltered. He had lube ready, because Zack wasn’t an omega. He…they…but Zack’s second moan snapped his mind back to the present and what Zack clearly needed. Victor replaced his tongue with the head of his cock. He needed inside. Zack needed this. The bear was moving his hips in an almost enticing motion. Instinct ruling now, Victor lined his achingly hard cock up to Zack’s entrance and pushed.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Zack almost chanted, mewling and panting for more. Victor slid home as if he belonged and the keening cry from Zack sent him over the edge. He thrust into Zack, snapping his hips, the alpha wolf in him that had managed to maintain a little caution for Mo completely losing that with Zack.