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I dont like this. Frankie paces back and forth in the small motel room. I dont like any of this.

Thanks to Frankies tips from working at the diner, we were able to afford a motel for the night. Its not much, but it beats sleeping on the ground. And, after our encounter with Rivers pack, I feel a lot safer having four solid walls around us.

None of us like it. I sigh, shaking my head. But what choice do we have? We cant fight them. Not alone.

So, we find help. Devon looks up from his phone, back in the conversation. The hunter chick who told you where we could find Rivers pack seems helpful.

Frankie shakes his head. Jenna made it clear she cant interfere any more than that. Business between wolves doesnt concern the hunters. Shed be in trouble if she got involved.

Shit, Devon mutters, running a hand through his hair. So, what? We just leave him there?

No. I shake my head firmly, unwilling to even consider that. Were not giving up. Were gonna find a way to get him out of there.

The moment we do that, we have to run. Frankie sits on the edge of the bed beside Devon. And this time, Im not sure well be able to stop. Ever.

Is that really what our life will be like? Doesn’t matter. I know, but we cant abandon him.

Im not saying we should, Frankie says. And as long as the three of us are together, well be okay.

He puts a hand on Devons knee to stop his restless bouncing.

Devon exhales heavily and leans against Frankies shoulder. I just wish there was something we could do right now. I feel so useless, like Im letting him down.

Frankie rests his head on Devon’s. Beating yourself up isnt gonna help anyone. Sometimes, in order to figure out a solution, you have to give yourself a little distance from the problem.

What do you mean? Devon frowns, and I notice a sheen to his eyes.

I mean… Frankie reaches up to gently trace Devons jawline. You need to relax.

How am I supposed to relax? Devon’s voice cracks slightly. Im worried about River. Im worried about us. Im worried about everything.

Frankie’s voice is low and soothing. As always. I know you are, but you cant let it consume you. You have to find a way to let go and release some of that tension.

I dont know how, Devon says, shaking his head. I cant stop thinking about him. About how scared he must be and how much he needs us.

Frankie leans in to press a soft kiss to Devons lips. I know. But you have to try.

Devons eyes flutter closed as Frankie kisses him again, deeper this time. His body relaxes slightly, but I can still see the tension in his shoulders.

Let us help you, Frankie says in a seductive whisper. Let us make you feel good.

Devons breath hitches as Frankie slides his hands up Devons thighs.

The three of us have been together for a long time now and our relationship is complex. In a lot of packs, its taboo for alphas to hook up like this. But for us, its just part of who we are.

Its not always easy, but it works for us.

Kyle. Frankie peeks over Devon’s head and catches my eye. Come here.

I sit beside Devon, and Frankie reaches out to me, pulling me in for a kiss. I can feel Devons body relaxing as he watches us.

Were here for each other, Frankie says, his voice soft. We take care of each other and make each other feel good.

Devon lets out a soft moan as Frankie kisses him again.

I reach up to cup his cheek, stroking his skin with my thumb. Relax, baby. My lips brush the whisper against his ear.

Devon closes his eyes and leans into our touch. His body is still trembling slightly, but now it’s for a different reason—a good reason. The tension is definitely beginning to leave him.

Frankie kisses his way down Devons neck, his hands working to undo Devons pants. Devon gasps as Frankies hand slips inside, stroking him slowly. Thats it, Frankie murmurs with a soft grin.

I lean in to kiss Devon, swallowing his moans as Frankie continues to stroke him. His body responds to us, his hips rocking as he grinds against Frankies hand.

Fuck. Devon gasps as Frankie pulls away, his cock hard and throbbing.

Thats better, Frankie says with a smirk. Now, lets get you out of these clothes.

He tugs at Devons shirt, pulling it up and over his head. I help him remove Devons pants, leaving him naked and exposed.

Youre so beautiful, I whisper, kissing him again. So perfect.

Devon whimpers softly as Frankie begins to kiss his way down Devons chest, his tongue flicking over Devons nipples.

Please... Devon moans, his body arching up to meet Frankies touch.

What do you want? Frankie asks, his voice low and husky.

I want you, Devon gasps. Both of you.

Frankie grins and looks up at me. What do you think, Ky? Should we give him what he wants?

I think we should. The stress and frustration of the day are still clinging to me like a dark cloud, but watching Frankie with Devon is helping to lift it.

Good. Frankie’s voice is low and needy. Because Im gonna need your help.

He stands up and begins to strip off his own clothes.

I follow suit, removing my shirt and pants.

Devons eyes widen as he watches us undress, biting his lip as his gaze rakes over our bodies.

Fuck, he whispers. Youre both so hot.

Frankie smirks and steps forward, his cock hard and ready. Why dont you show us how much you want us?

Devon nods eagerly and reaches out to stroke Frankies cock. He leans in, taking the tip into his mouth and sucking gently.

Oh, shit, Frankie groans, his eyes fluttering closed, and his hand drifts to rest lightly atop Devons head, stroking his hair softly.

I bite my lip at the sight of them and stroke my aching dick to ease the tension. As if on cue, Devon reaches for me, his hand replacing mine on my shaft, stroking me as he sucks Frankies cock.

Yes... Frankie groans, his hips bucking slightly as he thrusts into Devons mouth. Youre so good at this.

Devon moans in response, grinning around Frankies cock before breaking away from him and licking his lips. His hands continue to stroke Frankie as his mouth moves to my dick.

A low rumble of satisfaction escapes my throat as he takes me into his mouth. My fingers tangle in his hair as I guide him, my hips rocking forward slowly.

Frankie moans, his eyes dark with lust as he watches us.

Im enraptured with lust, my free hand curling around the back of Frankies neck and pulling him toward me as Devon kneels before us, switching back and forth between our dicks.

Fuck, youre so hot. Frankie growls against me as he kisses me hard, his tongue plunging into my mouth.

Devon moans around my cock, his hands stroking my thighs. The back-and-forth play is slow and unhurried. He clearly enjoys watching us together.

You guys are having all the fun, Devon pouts playfully after a moment.

Oh, I dont think were done with you yet, Frankie says, trailing his finger down my body to the tip of my cock. Not by a long shot.