Page 32 of Bound to Exiles (Rejected Wolf Pack #5)

Freya rose up, and Heath’s eyebrow cocked just as his hand cracked down on her ass with a loud spank.

She moaned, shivering as his hand moved downward.

On her next upstroke, his hand circled my length, rubbing me before she slid back down.

I let out a shocked moan just before Heath pressed a finger into her from behind.

The dual sensation had her crying out, her walls clenching. Through our bond, I felt everything — her pleasure at being filled, Heath’s satisfaction at reducing her to incoherent moans, my own desperate need to thrust up into her heat.

“Fuck,” Heath breathed. “So good.”

While I stroked him and Freya moved on me, Heath’s free hand slid down my chest. Electricity sparked where he touched me. This was nothing like her heat, when we’d all been lost to instinct, trying to satisfy her over and over. This was deliberate exploration, each touch charged with meaning.

Heath pushed me back on the blankets, and I let out a growl as his cock was torn from my grasp.

Freya’s beautiful breasts bounced above me, but losing my contact with Heath felt like losing a limb.

I could still feel him in the bond, but I wanted more.

I wanted… something I couldn’t admit to. Not yet.

Heath moved around behind her. As she rolled her hips, Heath’s finger worked in counterpoint. Letting Freya ride me while Heath merely watched left me feeling frustrated, but I couldn’t seem to unclench my jaw to ask for more.

This felt like uncharted territory. With Freya’s perfect body moving above me and Heath’s hungry gaze on me, I longed to give into temptation, to see where else our threesome would take us.

“He’s not ready yet,” Freya whispered Heath’s unspoken question, and I snarled, wishing it weren’t true.

“I still want to feel you both,” Heath said, his voice dropping lower as he lined up behind her.

“Yes,” Freya moaned. “Please. Fill me up, alphas.”

Heath’s grin was pure sin as he withdrew his finger. “Think you’re ready for us both, little wolf?”

“Oh, please yes,” Freya whimpered.

“Think you can handle feeling me against you?” I challenged him, finally finding my voice now that we were back in familiar territory.

His eyes darkened. “Only one way to find out.”

Heath’s movements were deliberate as he positioned himself between my spread legs. He opened up a bottle of lube and Freya moaned as he lathered her with it.

“Relax,” Heath murmured to Freya, but his eyes held mine as he slowly pressed inside, driving all questions from my mind.

The sensation of his cock sliding against mine through her inner walls had my breath catching. Freya trembled between us, overwhelmed by the fullness.

“Is this what you wanted, princess?” I asked, stroking her hip.

Her eyes rolled back as Heath finally slid all the way in. “Perfect. You’re both perfect.”

Heath’s forehead dropped to her shoulder when he bottomed out. His breath came in harsh pants, his self-control clearly strained. Being this close to him, feeling the heat of his skin, the power in his muscles…

“Move,” Freya demanded, trapped between our bodies.

We found a rhythm together like we had before, so why did this time feel so different? It was so much more deliberate. More intimate. Every thrust had Heath’s cock dragging against mine through her walls. His quiet groans of pleasure shot straight to my groin.

“You feel incredible,” Heath said, and I wasn’t sure if he was talking to Freya or me.

Freya’s hands gripped my shoulders as moans poured from her.

Her breasts bounced with each movement. The sight of their sexy bodies moving together above me…

I preferred to be the one in charge, but I had to admit, it was nice to let them pleasure me for once, especially since I hadn’t been able to voice my desires.

“Think you can survive her climax?” Heath lifted his head to smirk at me over her shoulder. “Or will you lose control when you feel us both come?”

The challenge in his voice awakened something primal in me. “Not only will I outlast you both,” I growled, “but then I’m going to come down your throat.”

Heath’s pupils dilated, and Freya’s arousal flooded the bond. They both wanted it — wanted to see me take charge, wanted to submit to my dominance even as they pushed me toward the edge.

Suddenly recalling Zak’s lessons, I drew the mental curtain over my window alone, muting the overwhelming sensations. Heath’s eyes widened as he felt me withdraw slightly.

“Cheating,” he accused, but his voice was rough with need.

The physical sensations were still just as strong, but without feeling theirs as well, I felt more like my old self.

The alpha who had teased Freya within an inch of her life until she was crying and begging for my cock.

Just the memory of that moment made me throb, and I took a deep breath to counteract it.

“Just evening the odds.” I grabbed Freya’s hips, controlling her movements. “Now I’m going to enjoy watching you both lose your minds.”

I set a punishing pace, and Heath’s cock dragged against mine with each thrust. Freya’s cries grew higher, more desperate. Heath’s composure cracked as his hips jerked erratically.

“That’s it,” I growled. “Show me how much you like the feel of my cock.”

Freya came first, her inner walls clenching around us both. The sensation pushed Heath over the edge with a hoarse cry. Only the mental curtain between us kept me from following them immediately as I drank in the sight of their open mouths, gasping for air.

When they collapsed against me, spent and trembling, I held them both close. Freya and I shared soft kisses, and Heath whispered words of love in her ear. With her between us, everything felt right. But when Heath’s eyes met mine, uncertainty crept back in.

“I believe I owe someone a blow job,” Heath said as he slipped from Freya’s rear entrance.

She kissed me before I could say a thing, her confident words reassuring me. “I want to watch while you fuck his mouth, alpha.”

I throbbed inside her, my dick aching and my balls pulled up tight. I held my breath, afraid I might blow at any second. She broke the kiss with a throaty chuckle, her eyes searching my face. Then she rose up and dismounted, looking between the two of us.

“Why are you both so tense? It’s a blow job. A mouth is a mouth, or so I’ve heard.”

She cocked her hip, dropping a hand onto it, and I sat up with a laugh at her sassy pose.

“I’m tense because this is all new to Gage, and I don’t want to fuck up,” Heath admitted.

His nervous chuckle had me wanting to grab him and cuddle him and then fuck the shit out of him… Damn, I had it bad already, and he and I had barely done anything.

“And I’m tense because… I want this more than I ever allowed myself to imagine,” I admitted, staring Heath in the eyes.

I owed him that much. He thought this had always been one-sided, but now I knew better. I’d always felt super protective over Heath, but I’d never shown it. He was a big, tough alpha and didn’t need my protection. I’d always thought I’d felt that way as his pack alpha.

Now I realized that overprotective urge I’d denied for so long came from a different source entirely.

“This won’t be the only time,” Freya assured us, trailing her fingers over Heath’s jaw. “There will be more, if everyone’s happy.” Her eyes sparkled. “I know I am. I can’t wait to watch you both together. And I desperately want to see you fuck each other while you fuck me.”

The image hit me like a physical blow — Heath taking my cock while he thrust into Freya. Or did she mean the other way? Heath behind me, claiming me while I filled her?

“I don’t…” I trailed off, uncertain .

“No one else ever has to know,” Heath said softly. “But how about we start with something we both know you like?”

My cock bobbed in the empty air, desperately longing for a tight hole to fill. He fell between my knees, and my cock jumped as I realized this was really about to happen. Never in my life had I expected to see a male alpha kneeling before me to take me in his mouth.

“Heath…”

“No expectations.” He met my eyes. “Just let me show you how good it can be.”

I looked to Freya, needing her reassurance. She smiled, kissing me just as Heath’s mouth engulfed my cock.

“Fuck,” I groaned against her lips as my trembling hand involuntarily slid into Heath’s hair.

Her hands stroked my biceps as I tightened my grip in shock at the pleasure he milked from me so easily.

“You look so hot together,” she whispered. “Show him how you like it, alpha. Make him take it.”

Heath moaned around my length as I began guiding his movements. The sight of an alpha on his knees, willingly submitting to my control… My hips jerked, fucking into his eager mouth.

He took it with a slutty moan, tears gathering in his eyes as I hit the back of his throat. When I checked the bond, his pleasure at being used this way shocked me. He wanted this — wanted me to dominate him, to make him mine.

Freya’s fingers found her clit as she watched us, and I grinned at my lusty princess.

“Lay down next to me,” I demanded, pulling a pillow closer for her head.

She obeyed, never taking her fingers from her clit as she reclined back.

With one hand still in Heath’s hair, I palmed her breast with the other. Letting Heath take a breath, I held him on the tip of my cock so he could see Freya with her knee up.

“Think you can touch her while I fuck your face?” I asked .

“Of course, alpha,” he answered me silently, since he still had the tip of my cock in his mouth.

Heath reached up and easily slid two fingers inside her. The combined sensation of his mouth on my cock and the pleasure flooding through our bond from Freya had me racing toward the edge.

“Oh, moon goddess,” Freya swore. “You two look so hot together.”

“Yes,” I moaned, pulling Heath’s head all the way down until his nose was pressed against my pelvis.

“Be as rough as you want,” Heath growled in my mind. “You know I can take it.”