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Rachel

S oft moonlight filters in through the canopy of trees above me. The forest floor is striped in streaks of silver light illuminating my path forward. The air is cool, but still and silent. Something, or someone, is missing. Something feels off.

A shiver rolls down my spine as the cool air delivers a familiar scent that wraps around me urging me forward.

Lucas.

Up the path I see a streak of white move through the trees and I pick up my pace. I finally reach a clearing and standing in the middle is my magnificent white wolf bathed in moonlight. The tension in my chest eases as he shifts and steps forward. His golden hair is tousled, falling just right over his forehead. His signature happy smirk is tugging at his lips as he steps closer.

“You’re not alone, Moonbeam,” Lucas murmurs, his thumb caressing my cheek. “I’m here. Always.”

His lips brush my forehead but even as our bond sings I can still feel the emptiness weighing on my soul.

A playful growl echoes around the clearing. My pulse quickens as a tiger slinks from the shadows. His forest-green and brown eyes lock on me as he stalks towards me like I’m his favorite prey. When he’s just a few steps from where Lucas and I stand, Bas shifts effortlessly, his cocky smile firmly in place as he approaches. The moonlight highlights every inch of his toned arms as he reaches for me and pulls me into his embrace.

“Miss me, Firefly?” He growls into my neck making my pulse jump again and my core ache.

“I miss you always,” I reply much more breathily than intended.

His lips brush my ear and I can't hold back the small gasp followed by a sultry moan.

“You never need to miss me again, that’s a promise, Firefly.” His whispered words have warm desire coiling low in my belly but the ache in my heart grows stronger.

What is wrong with me?

The ground shakes below our feet and a rush of wind fills the small clearing with warmth. A familiar heat pulses through me as I feel Derrick stroke our bond in my soul. A massive shadow blacks out the moonlight momentarily just before a gorgeous emerald green and gold dragon lands on the other side of the clearing. He moves with a powerful grace that calls to me and without my permission my legs move me out of Bas’s embrace and towards my dragon mate.

Derrick shifts and stands with his intense protective gaze locked on me. I throw myself into his arms and he catches me as I knew he would.

“I’ve got you, Emerald,” he rumbles softly, his deep voice grounding me.

I melt into his embrace and finally the ache in my soul seems to ebb. But someone is still not here and without him I’m not sure the ache will ever leave. A chill settles back over the clearing. My mates surround me in defense as a menacing growl pierces the stillness. Glowing blue eyes peer at us from just beyond the treeline.

“Liam… please.” A tear escapes my eye as I step around my mates towards my final mate. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to force you into anything.”

For a heartbeat, it feels like time stops. Our connection hums in my chest feeling like the fragile wings of a hummingbird. I think he’s going to pull away, going to leave, but then he steps forward and shifts. Liam closes the distance between us and scoops me into his arms.

“Oh my sweet Shadow Girl. It’s not you. You are not the problem. I am. I’m so caught up in my own bullshit that I haven’t even considered what you may be going through. I’ve failed you so much already and I don’t know how I could ever deserve you. I’m so scared that I’ve messed this all up and I just don’t -”

I cut off his rambling with a kiss, planting my mouth firmly on his and taking what I want. I would never be this brave in real life but then again when Liam opened his mouth I knew I must be dreaming. So, what’s the harm, right?

Heat floods my veins as hands caress me from every direction. Bas’s firm grip, Derrick’s grounding embrace, Lucas’s soft touch, and Liam’s hesitant yet electrifying hold. I feel everything. I feel complete. Throwing my head back I close my eyes and just soak in their touch.

I feel so happy that I can’t even be mad when my eyes open and I’m awake instead of in that glorious dream.

Rolling over, I plan to snuggle back into Lucas’s side and try to get some more sleep, maybe even back in that dream, but I'm surprised to find two bright blue eyes waiting for me.

“Moonbeam, I just had the craziest dream.” His playful smile lights up his face.

“W-what do you mean crazy?” I have a feeling I already know but I have to be sure.

“It was you and me and we were in this amazing moonlit forest. Then Bas was there and Derrick and then Liam showed up. He was finally honest with you and you kissed him and I felt so…”

“Complete.” I finish for him. “I know, I was there too. Do you think this means we were all there?”

“I mean, maybe. I’ve heard of bonded packs with special powers before, but most wolves mate other wolves so it’s not something I’m super familiar with.”

“Do you think the others will be upset? We were all together and you were all touching me at once and I liked it.” The last words are a whisper, shame rising, choking me.

“Moonbeam, look at me,” his gentle order has me peering up at him from behind my lashes. “Not one of us will ever be ashamed or offended by your love for your other mates. Seeing them love you, seeing them make you feel good, only brings me happiness. I love that they love you and will be there for you always, just like me.”

He slants his lips over mine and I can feel his love and honesty in every passionate kiss. His hand slips down and caresses the exposed strip of skin between my shirt and his gym shorts.

“You know, I still haven’t seen my mark on you, Moonbeam.” His eyebrows wag at me suggestively and I can’t help but giggle in response.

I bite my lip, my heart racing. The mark, the one that started this wild ride of finding my mates. It all still feels so surreal to me. A part of me had always dreamed of finding my mates but a larger part of me had tried to stuff that down for their protection. Now that it’s a reality, I can’t see going back. These guys are mine and I am theirs.

I sit up, a sudden boldness rising inside me. Reaching down, I toss the covers to the side and hike up the leg of my borrowed shorts. His eyes darken in response and he traces the lines of the wolf on my thigh with a soft reverence.

“You’re so beautiful. Thank you for wearing my mark.” His soft words fan across my thigh as he sinks down to place several kisses on his mark, the warmth of his lips sending a wave of pleasure up my leg and directly to my core. “Mine forever and always.”

His lips linger on the skin just above the mark and I shiver. The connection is everything and the moment feels so right.

“Show me Lucas. Make me yours completely.”

A sudden tug brings me down the bed and on my back under his looming form. He kisses me slowly, deeply, as if trying to convey every feeling he has at this moment. The bond between us is practically glowing.

“I love you, Moonbeam. You are most definitely mine, but I need to know you want this. There’s no rush here. Is this what you want? Are you sure?”

His voice is low and husky and the tenderness in his words only strengthens my conviction. I can feel the sincerity in his question and I know he’s not just looking for my words. He’s looking for my soul, my heart, my truth.

“I love you, too.” I return his kiss and flood our bond with assurances. “I want this, I want you.”

His answering growl is like a flame igniting in my belly and his body presses closer, the heat between us becoming almost unbearable. He shifts slightly, hands exploring my skin as he removes my shirt. His touch is careful, thoughtful, savoring. But there’s no hesitation in his movements, just an intensity that I can feel deep in my bones.

He takes his time, showing me with every touch that he cherishes me. I can feel our bond strengthening, deepening in a way that’s almost too much, but still so perfect.

His lips soon join his hands as he licks the hot skin around my puckered flesh before taking my nipple in his mouth and sucking. My entire body jolts at the intense new feeling. I feel like a live wire as he expertly teases me, playing my body like a violin.

He doesn’t leave me wanting, squeezing the other nipple with his fingers as he savors the one in his mouth. I’ve never felt so electrified before. It’s almost too much, this feeling of intense pleasure. Just when I think I can’t take anymore, he moves down my body, his lips leading a trail down my stomach until he reaches the edge of my borrowed shorts. He hastily and without preamble, removes them, leaving only my wet panties covering my most private parts.

If I could think about anything besides what Lucas is doing to me, I might be embarrassed by the state of my underwear, but the growl that follows his obscene inhale of my pungent arousal makes it more than clear how he feels about the wetness flooding my panties.

He runs his nose along my wet gusset, following the path with his tongue before he tears the panties from my body, removing the last shred of clothing, leaving me bare before him. I almost cover myself on instinct, but the all consuming desire in his eyes as he gazes at my naked body for the first time freezes me to the bed.

I gasp as his hot tongue swipes up my slit. All the porn in the world would have never been able to prepare me for this moment. My hips buck of their own accord as his tongue slips through my wetness, flicking the tip of my clit. When I dare to make eye contact with Lucas again, he greets me with a wolfish grin before his tongue disappears and my eyes roll back in my head.

My every thought is a litany of Holy shit and oh my God as my mate makes me feel things I never dreamt possible. I was prepared to spend my life as a virgin, avoiding my mates at all costs. But now, feeling just a taste of what I would be missing out on, I thank all the Gods in the universe that I found my mates and tied them to me so I can experience this and more for the rest of my life.

It feels so good, I don’t even flinch when his finger replaces his tongue and he slowly works it inside me as he continues to lick my clit, taking my attention away from the slight burn as he fills my pussy with his thick fingers. The mild discomfort doesn’t last long as he strokes deep inside me until I’m writhing on the bed, thrusting my hips up in a desperate attempt to get him even deeper as he hits this spot that feels so amazing I think I may see stars.

I get impossibly wetter and I’m certain I’ll die of embarrassment when this is all over as he fingers me like a man on a mission. A mission, I’m a hundred percent on board with and know without a doubt he’ll succeed. He growls into my pussy as he licks my juices dripping past his fingers.

I cry out as I pulse around his fingers, locking them in place as he massages that spot inside me. I can hardly breathe as it feels like my very soul leaves my body with my first ever orgasm.

“Holy hell, Moonbeam. That was amazing! ” Lucas says with a huge smile as he finally comes up for air. His face glistens from my release and my fox preens in satisfaction at our scent all over him.

Mustering all the bravery I can, I lunge forward and lock my lips to his, tearing at his shirt. He breaks away for a split second to take his shirt off his head and throw it on the floor beside his bed and quickly shoves his pants and boxers down before pushing me back on the bed, kneeling between my spread legs. I’m too enraptured by the sight of his toned body completely bare before me, I don’t feel an ounce of my earlier self consciousness as he eyes me like a starving man.

“So damn beautiful, Moonbeam,” he curses reverently. “You have no idea what you do to me.”

Instead of my previous embarrassment, his words only spur on my need for him and I wrap my legs around his waist.

“Show me,” I demand as I pull his hips closer.

His nostrils flare but he doesn’t make me wait any longer as he finally takes his intimidatingly large cock in his hand and rubs it through my slit, slathering himself in my juices.

“So fucking wet for me, baby,” he groans as he slips inside barely an inch. “So fucking tight.”

“Will it… Will it hurt?” I don’t know why I’m asking. I’m not that sheltered. I’ve heard things. I have a pretty good idea it won’t exactly be an enjoyable experience my first time. But I still want this. I want my sweet wolf to be my first, even if it hurts.

“I won’t lie to you, Moonbeam. It will hurt a little. But I’ll do everything I can to make sure you enjoy this. Your pleasure means more than my own. I promise I won’t get off until you do at least one more time.”

And just like that, I fall a little more in love with him. I don’t think I deserve this sweet, caring, sexy mate, but I’ll thank the fates for him everyday.

My entire body relaxes as his words settle something in my soul.

“That’s my good girl. Relax, baby. Let me take care of you.” He kisses up my neck, easing in inch by inch as I melt beneath his strong weight and coaxing words.

When he’s finally fully inside me I feel impossibly full yet somehow complete. My soul and body sing as we become one.

Lucas slowly thrusts into me and every movement sends shockwaves of pleasure through me.

“Lucas,” I gasp, staring into his glowing blue eyes.

“ Mate ,” he breathes in return.

“Mate,” I agree with a smile before he kisses it off of me.

True to his word, he makes my first time better than I ever could have dreamed. It doesn’t hurt at all… Or if it does, I don’t remember by the time we’re done, the immense pleasure far overshadowing any discomfort I might have had.

We lay there in each other's arms for so long I start to fall back to sleep when a pounding on the door has both of us jumping a bit before we dissolve into a round of giggles.

“Come on, sleepy heads, we're going to miss the farmers market all together if you don’t get up and get out here.” Bas’s voice comes through the door.

“Oh crap I forgot we were doing that today.” Lucas says, popping out of bed before shouting back to Bas. “Give us ten minutes and we’ll be out.”

I can’t help but giggle at his antics as he rushes around the room trying to find something. He digs deep in his closet before popping back out with a garment bag and a cute pair of wedge heels.

“I got you an outfit for today if you want. I thought maybe you’d like something for warm weather, but if it’s too much or you don’t like it then-”

I cut him off with a quick peck before grabbing the bag and shoes from his grasp.

“I’m sure I’ll love it, thank you. Now I’m going to grab a quick shower, and I will meet you out there.”

I leave him standing naked in his room and lock the door to the bathroom, so he doesn’t try to sneak in. After taking the quickest shower I think I’ve ever had, I dry off, then unzip the bag. The dress is beautiful, it’s a light purple color and it’s knee length with three quarter sleeves. It’s not like anything I’ve had before and I can admit I’m a bit nervous but for them I will try anything. When I step into the living room I know it was worth it.