Page 76 of Marked by Alphas 2: Claimed (The Blood Moon Chronicle #2)

“Some learning curve,” Kai mumbled, but the contentment flowing through their bond belied any complaint.

Caleb watched as Derek helped Kai to his feet, steadying him when his legs threatened to give out. His brother’s possessive hold made something in Caleb’s chest tighten—not jealousy, exactly, but an answering need to stake his own claim.

“My turn,” he said, stepping forward to sweep Kai into his arms.

“Do I get a say in this rotation schedule?” Kai asked, though his arms automatically wound around Caleb’s neck.

“Absolutely,” Caleb assured him with a grin. “You can say ‘yes, please’ or ‘thank you, Caleb.’”

Kai rolled his eyes, but the corners of his mouth twitched upward. “Your modesty is truly inspiring.”

“One of my many virtues,” Caleb agreed, carrying Kai toward the stone wall of the ceremonial chamber. The ancient stones radiat ed a subtle warmth, the smooth surface covered in elegant wallpaper that somehow managed to make the underground room feel luxurious rather than confining.

“What are you doing?” Kai asked as Caleb backed him against the wall.

“Changing the angle,” Caleb replied, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. “I want to see your face when you come apart for me.”

The sight was breathtaking—Kai’s glowing skin against the rich, dark wallpaper, his silver-white tail curving elegantly against his back. His eyes were pure molten gold now, lips parted on quickened breaths, scales shimmering across his collarbones and down his chest like living jewelry.

“Always with the theatrics,” Kai quipped, though his pulse visibly quickened at the neck. “You three and your need for dramatic backdrops.”

“Can’t help it,” Caleb said, pressing closer until they were chest to chest. “You inspire the dramatic in us.”

With one smooth movement, he lifted Kai, using his supernatural strength to support his mate’s weight. Kai’s legs wrapped around his waist instinctively, his arms tightening around Caleb’s neck as Caleb positioned him against the wall.

The contrast between them was striking—Caleb’s tanned skin against Kai’s luminescent paleness, his muscular bulk dwarfing Kai’s slender frame. The size difference had always been arousing, but now, with Kai’s supernatural beauty on full display, it was almost unbearably erotic.

“I’m going to fuck you until you can’t remember your own name,” Caleb growled, his usual playfulness replaced by something darker, hungrier. His wolf was pacing just beneath his skin, demanding to claim, to mark, to possess.

“Big talk,” Kai challenged, though his quickened breathing betrayed his arousal. “Let’s see if you can back it up.”

The challenge ignited something primal in Caleb. With a snarl that was barely human, he thrust into Kai in one powerful movement, burying himself to the hilt. The sensation of Kai’s tight heat surrounding him nearly undid him on the spot.

“Fuck,” Caleb groaned, his forehead dropping to rest against Kai’s. “You feel so fucking good.”

Kai’s only response was a strangled moan, his body arching against Caleb’s as he adjusted to the intrusion. Through their bond, Caleb could feel the mix of pleasure and pain, the exquisite stretch that bordered on too much but somehow remained perfect.

“Move,” Kai demanded, his fingers digging into Caleb’s shoulders. “Please, Caleb, move.”

Caleb didn’t need to be told twice. He established a rhythm that was just shy of brutal, each thrust driving Kai harder against the wall. The sounds of skin against skin, of Kai’s breathless moans and Caleb’s animalistic growls, filled the chamber.

His wolf was dangerously close to the surface now, howling its triumph with each thrust. Caleb could feel his eyes glowing electric blue, his canines lengthening as his control slipped further. The shift threatened to overtake him, his body caught between human and wolf as he claimed his mate.

“Mine,” he snarled, the word barely recognizable through his partially shifted mouth. “Ours.”

“Yours,” Kai agreed, his voice breaking on a particularly deep thrust. “God, Caleb, all yours.”

The submission in those words drove Caleb’s wolf into a frenzy.

He fucked into Kai harder, faster, his movements becoming less coordinated as his primal side took over.

One hand braced against the wall, the other gripping Kai’s hip hard enough to bruise, he drove them both toward completion with single-minded determination.

“Going to fill you up,” Caleb growled, his voice rough with the partial shift. “Going to make you take every fucking drop. ”

“Yes,” Kai gasped, his head falling back against the wall. “Please, Caleb, I need?—”

“I know what you need,” Caleb interrupted, shifting his angle to hit that perfect spot inside Kai. “Need my cock, need to be filled, need to be claimed.”

Each word was punctuated with a thrust that had Kai crying out, his body trembling on the edge of release. Caleb could feel it building through their bond, the pressure mounting with each movement, each touch, each filthy word whispered against Kai’s skin.

“Come for me,” Caleb commanded, reaching between them to stroke Kai’s cock in time with his thrusts. “Let me taste you, baby.”

Kai came with a cry that echoed through the chamber, his release painting both their stomachs as his body convulsed with pleasure.

The sensation of Kai tightening around him, combined with the waves of ecstasy flowing through their bond, pushed Caleb over the edge.

He buried himself deep, his own climax hitting with an intensity that made his knees weak.

As soon as he could move, Caleb dropped to his knees, his mouth finding Kai’s still-sensitive cock.

The taste exploded across his tongue—honey and magic and raw power, sweeter than any wine, more potent than any drug.

The moment Kai’s essence touched his mouth, a surge of power rushed through him—electric and intoxicating.

“Fuck,” Caleb gasped, looking up at Kai with eyes that glowed electric blue. “Your taste—it’s like pure magic.”

Kai stared down at him, his expression a mix of embarrassment and pride. “You guys are really into this whole ‘magical essence’ thing, huh?”

“Can you blame us?” Caleb asked, rising to his feet. “It’s like drinking liquid power.”

For a moment, they stayed locked in an embrace, Caleb supporting Kai’s weight as they both caught their breath. Kai’s face r eturned to the crook of Caleb’s neck, his lips pressing soft, almost reverent kisses to the sensitive skin there.

“You okay?” Caleb asked, running a soothing hand down Kai’s back.

“I think you’ve broken me,” Kai replied, his voice hoarse but satisfied. “In the best possible way.”

Caleb grinned, carefully adjusting his hold to carry Kai back toward the center of the room where his brothers waited. “We’re just getting started, little mate.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of,” Kai groaned, though the contentment flowing through their bond told a different story.

Marcus watched as Caleb deposited Kai on the bed, noting the way their mate’s limbs sprawled bonelessly against the sheets. Despite the multiple climaxes he’d already experienced, Kai’s skin still held that supernatural glow, his tail still materializing his supernatural heritage.

“Enough,” Kai protested weakly as Marcus approached. “I’m officially declaring a time-out.”

“Are you sure?” Marcus asked, running a hand up Kai’s thigh, feeling the muscles quiver beneath his touch. “Your body seems to have other ideas.”

It was true—despite Kai’s verbal protests, his physical response was unmistakable. Through their bond, Marcus could feel the undercurrent of desire that still ran through him, banked but not extinguished.

“Traitor,” Kai muttered, glaring down at his own body. “We need to have a serious talk about self-control.”

Marcus chuckled, stretching out beside Kai on the bed. “We could rest,” he conceded, trailing his fingers along Kai’s arm. “Or…”

“Or?” Kai prompted, eyeing him suspiciously.

“Or I could show you something a little different,” Marcus suggested, his voice dropping to that dangerous register that made K ai shiver. “Something that will prove just how completely you belong to us.”

Interest flickered through their bond, Kai’s curiosity piqued despite his exhaustion. “I’m listening.”

Marcus smiled, a predatory expression that was more wolf than man. “Turn over,” he commanded softly. “On your stomach.”

For once, Kai didn’t have a sarcastic comeback. He simply complied, his golden eyes darkening as he watched Marcus position himself behind him.

Marcus’ hands traced the curve of Kai’s spine, appreciating the way the scales shimmered in the low light. He leaned down to press kisses along Kai’s shoulder blades, then moved lower, his lips following the path his hands had taken.

“Marcus,” Kai gasped, his body arching into the touch. “What are you?—”

“Savoring you,” Marcus replied, his breath hot against Kai’s skin. “Every inch.”

With deliberate slowness, Marcus worked his way down Kai’s body, his hands spreading Kai’s thighs wider as he settled between them. The position was intimate, vulnerable—Kai completely exposed to his alpha’s gaze.

“You’re so beautiful here,” Marcus murmured, his thumb tracing the sensitive rim of Kai’s entrance. “So perfect for us.”

Kai buried his face in the pillow, embarrassment and arousal flowing through their bond in equal measure. Marcus smiled, pleased with his mate’s response.

“Don’t hide from me,” he commanded gently, his hand coming up to turn Kai’s face to the side. “I want to see you. Want to watch your face when you come apart for me.”

Through their bond, he felt Kai’s shock, followed by a wave of pleasure so powerful it nearly overwhelmed them both.

“I didn’t expect—” Kai began, his voice breaking as Marcus’ tongue replaced his thumb, licking a long stripe across his sensitive entrance.

“That I would want to taste you here?” Marcus finished for him, his voice rough with desire. “That I would crave every part of you?”