Page 37 of Bound to Exiles (Rejected Wolf Pack #5)

My wolf cowered inside me, fearful of being in the spotlight before three alphas, but I refused to show weakness. Instead, I channeled decades of hiding my fear behind flirtation and confidence.

“Since I’ve already proven myself as Freya’s magical instructor, and I’ve already sworn my loyalty the last time we were here…” I raised my hand, gesturing around the large tent.

Palpable lust surged through the bond as we all remembered the double-barreled blow job Freya had given Gage and Heath, and how we’d all come by the end.

“Then all that’s left is for me to demonstrate how much pleasure I can offer,” I said, my voice steady despite my racing heart.

I strutted toward Gage, lifting my eyes flirtatiously.

Suddenly turning my back on him, I suggested, “Maybe what you need is a trial run.”

I looked around the circle.

“Any volunteers?”

I let my gaze linger on Flint, whose eyebrows rose in surprise.

Then I turned back to Gage, the most challenging target of all.

I deliberately avoided looking at Heath, still smelling Gage’s scent all over him.

After Heath’s confession about his wolf recognizing Gage as a mate, I had no desire to come between their budding relationship.

But the pack alpha had made his demands clear.

Gage growled, the sound vibrating through the tent.

Instead of backing down, I stepped into his space, close enough to feel the heat radiating from his powerful body.

“Your dominance isn’t in question, alpha,” I said, my voice dropping to a purr. “You can still be dominant, even with a cock in your ass.”

My wolf screamed at me to drop my eyes, to bare my neck, to show proper deference to this powerful alpha. Though I dropped my eyes, I dared hold my ground, even as my heart threatened to pound out of my chest.

Gage’s hand shot out, shoving me back a step. The rough contact sent a thrill through me, and my eyes lit up with excitement. I’d always enjoyed it a little rough.

“Is that what you want? A fight? We can wrestle on the pillows if you’d like,” I taunted, stepping closer again. “I can pin you down and… ride your cock.”

Gage’s nostrils flared, and I let my gaze drop deliberately to the growing bulge in his pants.

“I see I’ve gotten a… rise out of you,” I said with a smirk.

That only seemed to annoy Gage. His hands clenched into fists at his sides, and for a moment I thought I might have pushed him too far.

But if I had, he could always use an alpha command to force me to stand down.

That was the unspoken safety net with all of them.

Any of these three alphas could force me to do whatever they wanted with a mere word.

Half of me — my wolf and all the secret parts of me that enjoyed submission — desperately hoped they would.

Before things could escalate further, Heath stepped between us, his back to Gage.

“You can’t have Gage until I do,” Heath growled, but there was no bite to it.

His lips curled up, his eyes alight with a playfulness that made me want to see what might happen if we tag-teamed Gage together.

“If Freya wants to watch what Zak can do,” Heath continued, his voice steady as he gazed into my eyes, forcing them down. “I’ll volunteer.” He glanced at Freya. “But only if you’re into it.”

Gage scowled, but the scent of Freya’s arousal filled the tent, answering Heath’s question before she could speak.

“Roll with it,” Heath’s voice whispered through our Bonded link to both Gage and me. “She’s enjoying this.”

I couldn’t help but smile. Both Flint and Heath were acting as my wingmen. I couldn’t let Gage intimidate me. Not when so much was at stake. Freya needed me, and I needed her. But we both needed so much more than each other, if only Gage could see that.

“I’m happy to fuck around with any of you,” I said aloud, making my intentions known, “but if this is meant to show what I’ll do to Freya…”

With a big push, I shoved my wolf down, knowing he wouldn’t like what I was about to do. My mage half needed to be in charge for what happened next.

I grabbed Heath by the shirt and pulled him into a kiss. Unlike my kiss with Freya, this one was all fire from the start. Heath made a surprised sound against my lips before melting into it, his hands coming up to grip my shoulders.

When I pulled back, Heath looked dazed, his pupils blown wide with Gage glowering at me from behind him. Yet he’d let go of his control of the bond, and everyone could sense his lust awakening. I turned to Freya, whose cheeks were flushed, her eyes dark with desire.

“Should I continue?” I asked her, my voice husky.

She nodded, but her eyes flicked to Gage. “Yes,” she breathed. “Go ahead.”

The tension in the tent was thick enough to cut with a knife. I could feel Gage’s eyes boring into me, but I focused on Heath, who was watching me with a mixture of challenge and anticipation.

“Let’s see it,” Heath raised his chin. “Show us what you’d like to do to Freya.”

“Get on your hands and knees,” I ordered, even as my wolf whimpered in fear at the audacity of a beta ordering an alpha around.

If he doesn’t like it, he’ll fight back, I told my wolf.

Heath smirked, then raised an eyebrow. “Shall I strip first? ”

I glanced over at Freya. “What do you think, my dear?”

Freya laughed. “Do you really need to ask? Naked is always better.”

Heath obeyed, shedding his clothes faster than humanly possible.

My own shirt was barely over my head by the time he was naked.

Then he moved with liquid grace onto one of the largest mattress pads, falling onto his hands and knees.

The sight of him there, waiting for me, sent a surge of power through me that had nothing to do with magic.

The coven had always treated me as less-than. Even though Freya and her mates had shown me nothing but respect, I’d somehow expected to stay at the bottom of the pecking order, considering all of her mates were alphas. That Heath would play along like this…

I approached and reverently went to my knees beside him.

When I ran my hands down his naked back, shock filled me at seeing an alpha making himself so vulnerable like this.

As I finished disrobing, Heath looked over his shoulder at me, his eyes raking over my rigid, pierced cock.

He allowed his emotions to enter our connection: nervous excitement, curiosity, and pure lust.

Glancing around the room, I realized we lacked one important prop in this little play we were putting on for our mate.

Flint stepped closer and surreptitiously passed me a small vial.

“Thanks, man,” Heath said to both of us over the link. Over his shoulder he winked at me.

For some reason, knowing that both Heath and Flint were on my side, helping me do this, filled me with more anxiety than Gage’s glower. They wanted me here. They wanted me to show Freya a good time, and they would do anything in support of that. I couldn’t let them down.

“You’ve been with men before?” I asked Heath, though I already knew the answer from what I’d glimpsed through our bond.

Heath nodded. “Yes. Don’t go easy on me.”

I poured some oil onto my fingers, warming it between them before reaching between his legs. I traced the ring of muscle there, applying just enough pressure to tease but not penetrate.

Heath’s breath hitched, and I felt his pleasure ripple through our bond. I glanced over at Freya, who was watching with rapt attention, her lips parted.

I winked at her. “He only gets to take what you tell me to give. If you want a finger inside, you’ll have to beg for it.”

“Yes,” Heath groaned. “Please.”

I tsked, my finger still circling his entrance. “It’s not up to you,” I reminded him. “It’s up to Freya. This is for her.”

Flint moved to stand beside Freya, his hand sliding around her waist. “If this is for her,” he said, his voice rough, “then let’s see what she thinks.”

He unbuttoned Freya’s jeans and unzipped them slowly before guiding them off of her perfect hips.

He kneeled at her feet, gazing up at her with loving eyes as he helped her step out of her jeans without tripping.

Then he rose to stand behind her once more, his hands sliding around her hips before delving lower.

“Look how wet she is,” he said, his fingers tracing the damp spot on her panties. “She’s soaked just watching you two.”

My wolf whimpered as he caught her delicious, sweet scent. Freya’s eyes were half-lidded, her breath coming in short gasps as Flint continued to touch her. I kept my fingers moving on Heath, matching my teasing touches to Flint’s caresses on Freya’s body.

Through our bond, I could feel the swirl of desire from all of them — Heath’s pleasure at my touch, Freya’s mounting arousal, Flint’s hunger, and even Gage’s reluctant interest. It was intoxicating, like nothing I’d ever experienced before.

Certainly, my housemates and I had enjoyed ourselves in groups before, but we weren’t Bonded. I’d never imagined how arousing it could be just knowing the others were aroused.

My wolf stirred within me, scratching at my internal walls and begging me for something. For the first time in years, I didn’t immediately force him down. Instead, I let him feel what I felt — the connection, the belonging, the desire.

Heath pushed back against my fingers, seeking more pressure.

“Zak,” he groaned. “Please.”

I looked to Freya, whose eyes were locked on us. Flint had slipped his hand inside her panties now, and her hips rocked against his touch .

“Should I keep going?” I asked her, my voice barely more than a whisper. “Should I give him what he wants?”

Whatever happened next, I would do whatever I could to please all my Bonded mates. The answer in her eyes was clear, but I waited for her to say the words, suspended in this perfect moment of anticipation and pure lust.