Page 10 of In the Mouth of the Wolf (Of Wolves and Kings #1)

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M arlowe was still asleep when we pulled up outside of Camden’s cabin nestled deep in the north woods.

We were all on edge, especially Camden after driving the whole distance himself. I had offered several times to take over, but he had refused to let anyone else drive his “baby.” I had thought he was referring to his truck at first, but he pet Marlowe reverently, kissing her on the forehead as we made our way inside.

Reading about the effects of an omega’s heat was one thing, but experiencing them was something else entirely. My cock was in pain, my erection having lasted hours. The rest of the pack was just as bad off as I was, and we grumbled about needing to take long showers, making sure not to wake Marlowe.

Elias carried her into one of the bedrooms, laying her down gently. We watched as she winced, her arms searching for the heat of an alpha now absent from her touch.

“Go take care of yourself,” I whispered to him. “I can handle omega duty for the next few hours.”

“We should watch her in pairs.”

Elias and I turned around to Camden, who stood with his arms crossed as he gazed at her. His focus snapped back to us while we waited for an explanation. “At least I’m honest enough to admit I can’t be trusted alone in here, something you two haven’t yet. We need to be ready to pull each other off her if we feel the urge to rut.”

“Who would have thought Cam would be the voice of reason tonight?” Elias smirked, his hand absentmindedly grabbing his crotch.

Camden snorted and rolled his eyes. “Whatever. Go blow your load in the shower. Just make sure you clean it up, though. I don’t want to be scraping cum off the walls all week.”

Elias raised his eyebrow. “Aye aye, captain. Thanks for the permission to jack off.”

Marlowe stirred and Elias grimaced, closing the door silently behind him while he left to find some relief.

I took off my shoes and crawled into the bed next to her. She sought me out immediately, her hands grabbing my arms and pulling me close. I settled her into my chest, purring her and myself into a blissful sleep.

“W hich one of you bitches is going to help me with all these groceries?” Nolan yelled out cheerfully.

It must have been around four or five in the morning, and before any of us could warn him, Marlowe’s eyes shot open and she sniffed the air. She must have been pleased with Nolan’s scent because she soon released a wave of her own. I cringed at the sound of bags dropping, his heavy footsteps running down the hall as Camden crouched, ready to pounce. He burst into the room, his face glazed over with lust.

Marlowe raised herself up on her elbows, biting her lip and whining sweetly. Camden tackled Nolan to the ground before he could jump on top of her. Nolan was fighting and kicking like a wildcat while Camden dragged him out.

“I told you, no knotting!” he yelled.

Nolan roared, too far gone to articulate a response.

Not that he needed to say anything. We all knew exactly how he was feeling.

Elias got up from where he had passed out and raced down to help subdue our pack mate.

Meanwhile Marlowe had turned into her own version of feral in my arms. Despite her lack of strength, she was much harder to subdue than the raging alpha in the living room. My cock felt like it was going to explode, her pheromones driving me crazy. Her thighs were still covered in slick, and I felt the need to rut start to come forward. My vision blurred, focusing only on the omega pinned beneath me, and I growled.

“Guys… I need your help here!”

Camden came rushing back in, putting his arms around my waist and yanking me off the mewling omega.

“Please!” she begged. “Why won’t you fuck me? I need you!”

Nolan roared again, and I heard the sound of bodies falling and furniture scraping across the floor.

What a disaster. Why did any of us think we could handle this?

“My bag!” Elias yelled from the other room, where he was fighting off Nolan. “I have something that might help!”

I ripped myself away and dashed towards the second bedroom, dumping out Elias’s duffle in a heap on the floor. Mixed in with his clothes something fell with a thunk , and I dug out the silicone object.

A vibrator? I breathed a sigh of relief. “Elias, you’re a genius!”

I ran back to her bedroom, where Camden was attempting to settle her back down to the point that a purr could calm her. Instead, I took off her wet jeans.

“Dude, what the fuck?” Camden asked. “We said…”

“I know what we said!” I yelled back. The scent of her slick filled the air, and I slipped her panties off next.

I took a moment to compose myself, as Camden closed his eyes and tried his best to disassociate from the situation.

She was completely drenched, and my mouth suddenly felt parched. All I wanted was to wrap her creamy thighs around my head and lick her clean.

I slapped myself in the face.

Focus!

Clicking the vibrator on, I brought it down to her clit, slowly circling around her perfect bud. She sighed sweetly, grinding her hips against the toy.

“Wha…” Camden had stopped pretending he was somewhere else and now watched in awe. “I… does this count? As not…”

“Shhh…” I replied. “Maybe it’s a gray area if we’re holding it, but we’re not going to survive if she doesn’t get any relief.”

He swallowed the lump in his throat and slid down the bed, his attention focused on the vibrator now pumping slowly in and out of her perfect pussy.

Marlowe arched her back, panting heavily. “Yes,” she moaned. “More, I need more!”

I grabbed her hand and guided it towards the toy. “Do you want to try?”

She bit her lip, writhing in pleasure as she took her hand back, gripping the sheets below her and shaking her head.

“I need your spoken confirmation, Marlowe,” I said, my voice low and controlled. “Who do you want holding the vibrator – me or you?”

“You,” she whined. “Archer, I want you.”

My breath hitched, and I didn’t think it was possible, but her words got me even harder.

I slid it in further, careful not to brush her skin with my fingers. I watched as she closed her eyes, her lids fluttering and lips parting when I brushed the toy past her G-spot.

Her hips bucked, and her panting grew more frantic. From the base of the vibrator, I could feel her pussy clench, and she moaned as an orgasm rippled through her body. Then she collapsed, a deep sleep claiming her almost immediately.

Camden blinked a few times, then dug through the closet behind him, soon bringing out a blanket. He covered her bare bottom half.

“I need… a shower.”

He stumbled out of the room like a zombie, and Elias held Nolan by the scruff of his neck, entering in after him.

“I’m so sorry,” Nolan whispered. “I had no idea…”

“It’s okay. I don’t think any of us really did. You’re just the unlucky bastard who got hit with a full wave of it. The three of us have been with her during the build up, so we were only marginally more prepared.” I gestured towards Elias. “Good thinking with the vibrator. Did you know it was invented by a shifter?”

He raised an eyebrow. “Is that right?”

“Human history says a doctor invented it to cure female hysteria, but that was an easy cover for the truth. What female is more in hysterical need of release than an omega in heat?”