Page 173 of Ensnared by the Pack: The Complete Series (Destined Realms #3)
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Surprise flashed through both of the bonds followed by heavy, consuming lust, along with a flare of alpha power. The sensation sent me crashing over the edge. Knox licked and sucked me through a release that was heightened by the need rolling through my mating bonds.
“You promise?” Knox asked, his gruff voice rumbling through my folds. “You really want that?”
“More than anything,” I breathed.
With a growl, he dropped my thighs, grabbed my waist, and rolled back, sliding me onto his thick, hard cock in one smooth stroke.
His pleasure at being buried within me sent a mini orgasm rolling through me, and I gasped, knowing my first full orgasm had just been an appetizer.
Knox might not want to make love to me with his usual ferocity because of injuries that weren’t hurting at all at the moment, but that didn’t matter. I was already hypersensitive, already halfway to an incredible release, and he could have done the bare minimum at the softest setting and I’d go off, screaming, in no time.
Satisfaction blazed through our bond, and he smirked at me despite him being in the more submission position beneath me.
His grip on my hips tightened, holding me in place, and slowly — so damned slowly as if he’d taken a lesson out of Bishop’s playbook — he pulled out to just the tip then pushed back in.
My need tightened with just that stroke.
God, he felt so good.
Then Bishop sank to the blanket behind me and ran a heavy hand down my spine. Shivers followed where he touched me, turning into a fiery need when he cupped my ass.
A moan escaped my lips, and my head rolled back to rest on his chest, anticipation of him joining Knox inside me twisting my desire tighter.
“Wrong direction, beautiful,” Bishop murmured in my ear as Knox pulled out and pushed back in, his girth raking against my sensitive channel. “This way.”
Bishop leaned forward, forcing me to lie against Knox’s chest, and placed my hands on either side of Knox’s head.
Knox thrust again and again, his pace still slow and deliberate as aching, desperate need poured through my bonds.
Bishop ran his hand down my spine again, drawing another heated shiver, and this time didn’t stop to cup my ass. Instead, his fingers dipped to where Knox was torturing me, playing with my folds and clit.
My desire spun tighter and my breath picked up. I tried to rock down to meet Knox’s thrusts but his grip was too strong.
Then Bishop slid a finger, slick with my desire, up to my hole. I jolted at the sensation even though I ached for his touch, and he teased the tight ring of muscle, quickly melting the jolt into pleasure.
Knox continued to thrust, his impatience and need seeping through our bond as he picked up his pace, while Bishop teased more of my juices to my hole.
I gasped and mewled, my need building, the fire that had barely cooled from my first orgasm blazing into an inferno. I needed harder, faster, more more more.
Please. Oh, please.
It wasn’t enough, just a torturous tease holding me at aching but never growing into something more.
“You’re doing great, gorgeous,” Bishop purred, and the pad of his finger pushed against my hole.
Knox thrust again, the stroke more powerful than the last, and Bishop’s finger slid inside me with a tingling, heated burn.
A full body shiver rolled through me, raising me from aching to desperate, and my channel started to flutter.
“Stop,” Bishop barked.
A blast of his power froze me and Knox stopped mid-thrust, stealing my orgasm.
“Not yet.” Bishop pushed his finger all the way in.
My eyes rolled back and I moaned while Knox growled, his body trembling with the effort to keep still.
The tension of not moving, of my aching need roiling with Knox’s and Bishop’s and our alpha powers whirling around us, twisted me tighter and tighter.
“Bishop, please,” I begged. “I need you.”
“Not like this,” he said, as he slid his finger out and pushed back in. “You’re not ready for anyone here. Not yet.”
“But—”
He pulled out and pushed two fingers inside with a stronger heated burn that only added to my aching need.
“Soon. We’ll work up to it. I’m not going to hurt you.”
He leaned over me and brushed his lips over our mating mark while sliding his fingers out then in again.
Lust and determination teased through my bond with him and my channel started to flutter again in anticipation. I couldn’t wait to have both of them, to be thoroughly joined with them.
Knox grunted and completed his thrust with a force that jolted through my bond and pushed Bishop’s fingers deep inside me. Pleasure roared through my veins and flushed my skin, stealing my breath.
Oh, yes. More.
I wanted more of that. More force, more possession. I liked when my guys claimed me, liked feeling their need for me and only me.
Knox’s thrusts grew fast and hard, his control shattering, and Bishop worked my hole, pushing and scissoring, both of them building an ache inside me that twisted tighter and tighter. Every stroke quickly took me higher, up to a grand precipice that I knew meant I’d see stars when I finally came.
Then Knox’s control shattered, and with a roar, he buried himself within me. Pleasure erupted through our bond, and with a scream, I flew off the precipice, soaring into a darkness filled with sparkling green flecks, a match to his and Bishop’s eyes.
Bliss pounded through me, whirling me around and around, as I could feel Knox’s hot jets of cum fill me, connecting with a primal need inside me.
I ground down on him, my core milking him, hungry for every last drop.
The second Knox was spent, Bishop shoved me against his brother’s chest and jerked my hips back. Knox’s cock slipped out and Bishop replaced him with a vicious stroke that was more Knox’s style than his.
Then the dam Bishop had been keeping around his emotions, one I hadn’t even realized had been there, shattered, and I could feel his ferocious need. He needed to fill me?—
No, his wolf’s need. His wolf had been patient, had agreed with Bishop what was best for us in the beginning, but now it was his turn.
He drove into me, giving me the harder and faster I’d ached for earlier. I moaned and gasped, trapped between the two of them, feeling deliciously possessed.
Alpha power crackled around us, stronger and sharper than when I’d been riding Knox. It tormented my sensitive flesh and made Knox’s cock, which was trapped between us, harden.
“Fuck,” he snarled, his hips bucking up to grind himself into my belly as Bishop drove into me.
Pleasure snapped along my spine and ricocheted to my core. Each powerful thrust raked through my channel, ending at the perfect spot deep inside me that made stars flash across my sight.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Bishop’s wolf growled. “You take my cock beautifully, you gasp beautifully, and your scream when you come will be beautiful.”
He drove harder, pounding me into Knox who shifted down a bit so when he bucked up, the base of his cock ground against my clit.
Sensation whirled through me, the press of their bodies capturing me, possessing me, protecting me. I didn’t want to be without these men, didn’t want to think or feel or even live. They were mine. They filled my soul with love and friendship and safety. They were home.
I was home.
Bishop’s pace picked up, his thrusts growing uneven, but I didn’t care. He and Knox had taken me to the highest precipice and stars already flashed through my vision.
Each powerful thrust and grind against my clit twisted nerves that were already achingly tight closer and closer to the breaking point.
Then Bishop yanked me up, capturing my back against his chest, thrust hard into me, and sank his teeth into my shoulder. I ground down on Knox, and together, all three of us cried out with our release.
The stars in my vision overwhelmed my sight, alpha power erupted around us electrifying my nerves, and I screamed. It was the only way to release all the glorious pressure.
My thoughts whirled, spinning me around and around in a whirlwind of bliss. Flecks of green stars and heady alpha power filled me, and deep satisfaction crashed through my mating bonds.
We collapsed together in a heap, Bishop aware enough to pull the edge of the blanket over top of us.
“I love you,” Knox said, his voice a low satisfied grumbled that made my heart swell.
“I love you, too,” I whispered, sending love through the bonds to both of them.
Tomorrow we’d still have to deal with the aftermath of the grimalkin attack and the merchants with their monster killing weapons, who my instincts said I should be wary of, but for right now, I was happy and thoroughly satisfied.
I was with my mates… well almost all my mates — something I wasn’t going to think about right now — and needed to stay in this glorious moment. Anything could happen tomorrow, and I needed to hold onto feeling safe and happy and not worry about the future… even if I knew there were things to worry about.