Page 24 of In the Mouth of the Wolf (Of Wolves and Kings #1)

24

NOLAN

T he pizza was cold on the counter by the time Camden and Marlowe made their way to the kitchen. Normally I could eat a whole large pie by myself, but the sound of them coming, over and over, dulled my appetite.

My cock ached at the sexually sated sight of her, her scent mixed thoroughly with Cam’s.

He wasted no time becoming the affectionate alpha, but he had always been the most tactile out of all of us. She stood at the kitchen island, grabbing a slice of the untouched Hawaiian while he wrapped his arms around her from behind, kissing and nibbling at her neck.

I willed the green-eyed dragon away, focusing instead on the way she had tried to attack Megan for touching me. I didn’t need to be jealous because I knew she wanted me, too. It was just a matter of time before it was the two of us knotted for hours, sharing orgasm after orgasm, my seed leaking down her leg...

“So,” Elias started, breaking me out of my reverie, “I know this is probably the last thing you want to talk about…”

Marlowe tilted her head, inspecting him nervously as she set her slice back down. “What is it?”

“Your father’s funeral.”

Her face fell, and Cam snapped. “Dammit, Elias, is this really the time? After everything that’s happened today?”

Elias sighed. “If I could wait any longer, I would. But it’s already been a week. He wants to be cremated – shifter custom,” he added, addressing Marlowe. “First his casket will be placed at the temple. There will be a brief ceremony, but the viewing will last for three days to give the whole town a chance to pay their respects. Afterwards, he’ll be sent to the crematorium, and then that’s it. You can have a reception if you want, but I don’t think anyone is expecting it.”

Marlowe nodded uncomfortably. “Yeah… Wait, temple? Was my dad Jewish?”

There was so much she didn’t know.

“We have our own religion,” I answered. “I think the closest frame of reference would be Paganism, but it’s a little more complicated than that.”

She arched an eyebrow. “Okay, I have a ton of questions, but I guess they can wait. So, when is the ceremony, then?”

“Sunday,” Elias replied. “I can take you shopping if you need something to wear.”

“No, I brought a black dress, just in case. I bought it for my mom’s funeral.” She stared at the slice of pizza in her hands, her voice soft. “I didn’t think I’d be needing it again so soon.”

Cam pulled her in for a hug, tucking her into his chest as he rested his chin on the top of her head. “You don’t have to worry about anything, we’ll handle the logistics and stuff.”

The room fell silent. Uncomfortably so.

I cleared my throat. “Anyone want to watch a movie?”

Cam was still fully Velcroed around Marlowe, and she turned around in his arms to face us. “Sure, what did you have in mind?”

I smiled. “I was more curious what kind of movies you like, sugar.”

Her face turned an adorable shade of pink. “Oh, um, I’m not really picky.”

“Marlowe,” Elias teased. “Come on, you can tell us.”

Her hazel eyes darted between us, and then she lowered them and mumbled something.

“What was that?” I asked.

“I said I don’t watch a lot of movies. I like K-dramas.”

Archer burst out laughing. “Seriously?”

Marlowe huffed, crossing her arms. “Yes, seriously. My friend Esther from grad school introduced me to them.”

He walked around the island and leaned into her face, grabbing her chin as his voice lowered an octave and he said something in Korean. For all we knew he could have been reciting the instructions for programming a TV remote, but it sounded very smooth.

She swallowed nervously, her arousal coating the air. “That was really hot.”

“K-drama it is then,” Elias said, adjusting his pants.

Ten minutes later, we were settling into another large couch in the basement, bringing the pizzas and some drinks with us. Elias wrapped her up in one of the blankets he’d bought for her, and she scooted in between Archer and myself, excitedly searching through Cam’s Netflix account.

She finally settled on a show called Be My One , shushing us when the opening credits faded.

“Aw shit, I gotta read?” Cam grumbled as the first line of dialogue and subtitles started.

She released the sweetest little growl I’d ever heard, and he chuckled in response. “Sorry, babe.”

It didn’t take too long before he was out cold, and by the way Elias’s eyes were drooping, he’d soon be next.

Archer was just as engulfed in the show as Marlowe, though, and they whispered little comments to each other.

I was having more fun watching her.

But after three episodes, I still didn’t know what was going on, and her head had fallen on Archer’s shoulder, her chest rising and falling with the soft rhythm of sleep.

Archer paused the show, whispering quietly. “Why don’t you take her? I still have some work to catch up on.”

I gulped, excited at the prospect of cuddling my omega all by myself for the night. “You sure? You don’t want to join us?”

He turned and gave her a quick kiss on the top of her head. “I do, but I also don’t want to overwhelm her with an onslaught of attention. She needs time to adjust to being the center of four alphas’ lives.”

I wasn’t going to wait for him to change his mind. I picked her up and carried her up to the second floor, right into the room Camden had said could be mine.

I laid her in the bed, and then took off my t-shirt and pants, slipping in beside her. She sighed and rolled into me, nuzzling my chest and inhaling deeply. “Mmm, Nolan?”

“Yes sugar, I’m right here.”

“You smell really good.”

I swelled with pride, and my cock swelled with desire. Down, boy.

“You smell pretty good yourself.”

She yawned, her body wriggling as she scooched even closer. “Pistachio and honey?”

I laughed, wrapping my arms around her. “Yes, nutty and sweet.”

Her breathy sigh tickled my skin, and then her leg wrapped around my hip, bringing her sex flush against my erection. Her arousal grew and spurred her on, and she sleepily rubbed herself against me.

I bit my lip, trying to keep my inner beast from just flipping her over and rutting her right here.

She had to be sore, though – she was just knotted for the first time today. Was she already down for round two?

Her delicate fingers wandered up my chest and rested on my cheek, and she tilted her head upward for a kiss.

Her lips were soft and tender, and I felt her pert nipples harden beneath her t-shirt. Her tongue parted the seam of my mouth to play with mine, and I felt like I could burst at any moment.

She was so perfect, so beautiful, and so tempting.

“Are you sure? Aren’t you tired?”

Her hand shot down my boxer briefs and grabbed my cock. Okay, she was sure.

I turned her on her back and rolled on top of her, grinding into her crotch as she moaned her approval, her hands roaming my body while we kissed.

Fuck, I was going to come in my underwear if I wasn’t careful. I wanted to slow down, but I was starved for her love. Her perfume was intoxicating, her touch demanding.

I sat up and removed her shirt, then lowered myself to her neck and started kissing and licking every inch of skin bared before me.

My tongue traveled down to her breasts, large and soft. They could have been any size and they would have been amazing, but they fit my hands perfectly and my cock twitched at the thought of pushing them together and fucking the tight space in between.

Not tonight . We had lots of time to get creative in the bedroom.

Her back arched as I lapped her dusky pink nipples. I covered them with my mouth, gently scraping the skin with my teeth and then sucking them, flicking them with my tongue while they were held captive. Her breathy pants and frantic grinding told me she liked everything I was doing.

We really were made for each other.

I made my way further south, pulling off her sweatpants and underwear. She was sopping wet with slick and leftovers from her earlier session with Cam.

“He filled you up good, didn’t he?” I licked the juices from her pussy and she whined in pleasure, her hands reaching for my hair. Her nails scraped gently along my scalp as I continued lapping, burying my face in her sweet sex as I impaled her with my tongue.

“Nolan,” she panted. “That feels amazing.”

The sound of my name from her lips was angelic, and I took her clit gently between my teeth as my fingers pumped inside her, running along her inner walls.

She hissed at the slight sting, and I released her nub and alternated between licking and sucking her into oblivion.

I could die right here. This was how I wanted to go to bed every night and wake up every morning.

Marlowe bucked her hips in response, and I worked her harder, feeling her climax approach.

“That’s it,” I said. “Come on my face, sugar.”

Her body tensed and then released, sweet slick pouring out of her gloriously swollen pussy. I licked it up greedily, loving the way her taste mixed with Cam’s. She was ours now, and this was proof of it.

As her body relaxed and turned into jelly, I took off my boxer briefs, releasing my very needy cock. “Are you ready?” I asked.

She nodded wordlessly, her legs spreading as she waited for me to fill her.

I wish I could have taken a picture of her in this moment, she was so sexy. So ready to let me have her. How did I ever get to be so lucky?

I thrust inside and gasped. Her channel was simultaneously tight yet pliant, the wet, warm walls stretching to accommodate my girth. My mouth crashed into hers, taking her bottom lip between my teeth as I set a hard, steady pace. Her arms wrapped around my torso, fingernails digging into my skin as she held on.

My orgasm was coming fast, but I didn’t want it to end yet. I pulled out and then flipped her on her stomach, leaving her flat as I pushed between her folds, fucking her from behind.

Her muffled moans and pants were my undoing, and she came again, her pussy choking my dick. On instinct and with one final push, my knot secured me into place inside her, and I unleashed a torrent of cum with my release. My vision darkened for a moment; the feeling so intense I was afraid I might pass out from the pleasure now overtaking every cell in my body.

This was the power of the omega, a creature so perfectly built for sex it brought alphas to their knees. I collapsed on top of her, relishing the way the curve of her back and ass met my chest, but rolled over to my side to avoid crushing her for too long.

I spooned her as my cock continued to spasm inside her, feeling her body writhe and twitch with each aftershock of our orgasms.

A purr overcame me, wrapping her up as tightly as I could.

I never wanted to let go.

“I’m so glad you chose us,” I said quietly, running my hand up her side. It felt like my life was finally complete.

“I’m so glad you chose me, too,” she replied.

Chose her? She wasn’t a choice – she was a gift from the Moon herself.

I wanted to tell her that but she’d already started to fall asleep, so I simply held her instead, committing every detail of the night and her face to memory.

The door opened slightly and Archer stuck his head in, smiling as he looked us over. “Well, perhaps I should have joined you.”

“Mmm, next time. Tonight, I selfishly want her all to myself.”

He sighed, rubbing his hand down his face. “I don’t blame you.”

Marlowe stirred in my arms, her eyelashes fluttering as she awoke. “Archer?” she whispered. “Is that you?

“Yes, it’s me.”

She opened her eyes fully and raised herself up on her elbow. “I selfishly want you here, too.”

Archer looked at me for confirmation and I shrugged. “What sugar wants, sugar gets.”

He tried unsuccessfully to hide the grin on his face as he entered and closed the door behind him, stripping quickly down to his underwear. He slipped in on the other side, facing Marlowe.

“I want to see what your pussy looks like taking my pack mate’s knot,” he said, his voice low and commanding.

She clenched around me, turned on by Archer’s dominance, and timidly raised her leg.

Archer lowered his face right next to where we were joined, running his fingers along her stretched skin. She moaned quietly, and I began kneading her breasts and kissing along her neck.

“Fascinating,” he whispered. He suddenly stuck out his tongue and licked the length from my balls to her clit, sending a wave of pleasure between the two of us. My knot re-inflated, and her breath caught in her chest, another orgasm building inside her.

“That’s it.” Archer smiled, spurring us on. He licked her clit again and then stuck his fingers in her mouth as she opened it to moan. She closed around them, sucking as they pumped. Below, he kept a steady, oral assault on her sensitive bud.

Every sensation she felt rippled through me, an erotic chain reaction that left me ready to explode again. When I came once more, Marlowe screamed around Archer’s fingers, but he didn’t stop.

A garbled “please” escaped her puffy lips, but Archer was relentless.

“Such a good girl. You can take another, can’t you?”

Marlowe nodded, a tear forming in the corner of her eye as Archer devoured her clit again. My balls twitched, ready to shoot another load. I couldn’t believe I had anything left in there.

Her moans and pants crescendoed into a loud cry, and I roared, releasing even more of my seed.

Archer’s gaze bored into me while I came, and his grin was nothing short of devious. He was enjoying the hell out of torturously pleasuring Marlowe in order to make me orgasm, too.

He lowered himself again and licked up the cum that had leaked out around her entrance, sucking until he had gathered it all in his mouth. Then he came back up and kissed her, using his tongue to push it all in. She took it all and swallowed.

Holy fuck.

The pack and I had never shared a female before, and to be honest, I was a little apprehensive about fucking Marlowe with company.

But Archer was diving headfirst, and it was kind of hot.

“Good girl.” He patted her on the cheek as he praised her.

I groaned as the words set off another chain reaction of orgasms between Marlowe and me, and Archer sat back, admiring his handiwork.

“Please,” she moaned. “It’s too much…”

He tutted as he laid back down, taking her face in his hands. “Yes, that’s enough for tonight. Go to sleep, yeobo .”

She surrendered to exhaustion, and I followed soon after.