Page 59 of Carnage Island

“That’s precum,” he tells me, reading the question from my eyes. “From my cock.”

I want to be embarrassed. I want to shy away and hide. But that’s not what I do at all. Instead I just say “More” again. It’s like I need his essence to survive. I need his brand of whatever this is tobreathe.

Volt hushes me again, his fingers combing through my hair, his lips caressing my neck.

Then Tieran feeds me more of his addictive flavor, stirring a wanton noise from my chest.

“You’re showing all the signs of a Carnage Wolf Omega entering the initial stages of estrus,” he says softly. “You need an Alpha to see you through it. That’s why your animal tested us. She wanted to ensure we’re worthy of this gift.”

Gift?I repeat to myself, my lips too occupied by his finger to speak.

“We’re going to help you through this. We’re going to protect you. And we’re going to claim you.” He says this all matter-of-factly. “You're ours now, Clove.”

Volt kisses my shoulder. “Welcome to Carnage Wolf life, sweetling.”

“And welcome to our underground den,” Caius says as he enters the room with a towel. “First up on our tour is the bedroom, where we intend to intimately introduce you to the silk sheets.” He holds out the towel.

Tieran slips more of that delicious substance into my mouth, then lifts me from the tub and allows Caius to swathe me in a towel.

It’s then that I realize we’re all naked.

And wet.

The bath was a group activity, something that causes me to glance back at the massive tub. It’s definitely built for a party of five or six and not the shower Tieran used to bathe my wolf.

Caius must have exited while I was temporarily lost.

I still feel a bit hazy, like I may be pulled back into that fog at any second.

“Try to breathe,” Tieran says as he carries me into the bedroom. “I want you lucid for our first time.”

I blink at him. “Lucid?”

Is he expecting me to black out during this?

What will he do to me then?

Rape me like those wolves raped my mother?

“Clove,” he says, his tone demanding my complete focus, the Alpha in him staring down at me. “Calm down.” He adds a little purr to the words, causing my body to relax.

I didn’t even realize I tensed until my muscles begin to loosen.

Only then do I notice my nails in his shoulder.

“S-sorry,” I whisper. “I don’t want…”I trail off.

“You don’t want what?”

“What happened to my mom,” I finish, my eyes falling.

He lays me on the bed, his fingers finding my chin as he pulls my gaze back up to his. “What happened to your mom, little one?” Something about his voice soothes me, almost like a drug lulling me into sleep.

Only it’s more than that.

It’s heavier.

It’s that rumble in his chest, I think dreamily.I really like that sound.