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I still have my eyes closed, but I’m becoming alert. And the scents of leather and clove mixed with honeysuckle and orange roll through my consciousness, causing my wolf to purr, a smile to cross my face, and my cock to instantly stir against Kayla’s thigh. Brandon and I are both wrapped around her in our sleep, her head in the crook of my neck and Brandon’s arms wrapped around her waist, his head resting on her shoulder. A thin sheet covers our bodies, but I need to see my mates’ bodies intwined in each other. I lift the sheet, slowly using my foot to pull it away from their bodies. Neither of them move and I see their naked bodies wrapped around each other. Kayla’s full breasts and dusty pink nipples beginning to pebble in the cold air. Her slim waist and firm stomach moving down to her legs, wrapped between mine and Brandon’s which leaves her legs partially opened and her musk scents the air. Brandon’s thick and impressive cock, even in it’s flaccid state, lays across h
You would think that I would be nervous about the ascension ceremony, but I’m too consumed with my concern for my sister and the possibility of finding my mate. Chris had taken this whole situation really hard and I can only imagine the pain that she’s going through. I’ve been by her side all day, our twin bond something that’s helping to calm her. Rowen, Summer, Alexander, Jacob, JoJo, and Fati have been there as well. I know that our dads and Kayla wanted to be there, but their new matebond wouldn’t be denied and they had to leave. Chris seemed better since Dad had made his announcement that he and Hakeem would be working together to find Esteban. With a plan in mind, Chris was able to calm herself and start to prepare for the ascension ceremony. But the fact that I’ve been in my sister’s suite all day also made it hard for me to deal with the possibility that my mate may be out there somewhere among all of the wolves that are visiting for the ascension ceremony. The fact
I’m standing in the shower, trying to wake up when I hear a set of footsteps walking into the room. I don’t react, trying to figure out which one of my mates it is. Based on the lighter tread, it’s Kayla. I’m up super early today, hoping to get in a few hours of work done that I can pass off to Hakeem so that he can start looking for Esteban’s cousin, Jake, and get information about Esteban. We’ve gotta find him. I refuse to allow my baby girl to continue to feel this pain. Fortunately or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it, I’m in the middle of the mating period. It’s gonna get in the way of finding Esteban. So, I’ve gotta do all that I can, when I can. I hadn’t thought that either of them would have woken up, but looks like little Kayla wans to play. I keep my back to her, wanting to see what she’s gonna do. I don’t have to wait long. Her hands cup my ass before moving up my back and along my shoulders. I can’t help but smile at her touch, hiss at t
Kayla falls to the side, nearly faceplanting on the bed after I pounded into her from beneath, causing her to have three orgasms before I allowed myself one. “Fucking hell!” I exclaim, wiping sweat from my face before I pull her into my arms. “I’ll wake up like that every fucking day. Won’t need any coffee to keep me awake.” The sweet melodious sound of her giggle fills my ear and I can’t help the sappy grin that covers my face. I’m so happy. I honestly haven’t been this happy in a long, long time. I mean, I’m obviously worried about Chris and finding Esteban. It’s just that Brandon and I haven’t felt complete since Charlie died. This feeling of being whole…it’s the best feeling ever. And the sex is fucking amazing. Speaking of which… The sparks of our matebond are marching up and down my body and the feeling of Kayla’s skin underneath my hands is starting to make my cock hard all over again. And I get a great idea. I pick her up bridal style and hurry down the hall.
Walking into that playroom, I am overwhelmed by the sheer number of things that my mates have. Things that I’ve only dreamed of using. Restraints, floggers, ropes, cuffs, collars, fuck machines, sex furniture out the wazoo. Lions and tigers and bears, oh my! I feel myself getting wet just thinking about it. Brian and I had started this dominant/submissive relationship together. I liked being under his control, doing what he told me to do, and getting rewarded for being a good slave. In the bedroom, I did everything that he told me to. Nothing degrading, but my pleasure came from doing whatever pleased him and getting praised for it. Damn, that praise kink is real. I can almost get off faster by being told that I’m a good girl and how well I can do something than being stimulated. That’s something that Brandon and Zak figured out pretty damn quick. My mates. Damn those two really know how to lay some pipe. And boy do they have a lot of fucking pipe to lay. Brian a
4 days later… “Esteban, what is going on with you, hijo (son)? You’ve been moping around ever since you got home.” Mami’s right. All I’ve been able to think about is Chris. I miss her. Which is crazy, right? I mean, we basically had an extended one night stand. How do I miss someone I knew for 24 hours? But I do. I want to find her so badly. What the fuck is going on with me? “Hijo?” Mami propmpts. Shit! I took too long to answer. And I really don’t know what to say. I haven’t told her about my time with Chris. I mean, what kid tells their parent about their sexual exploits? Not this male. My mom doesn’t quite understand it. See, she’s human. Mami and Papi met when Papi went to Mexico for a semester abroad. The second that Papi saw her, he bought a house in Mexico and stayed for the long haul to convince Mami that she belonged with him. She, on the other hand, was three years younger than Papi, at 19 years old, and was dating someone else. Had been sin
1 week later… “Christine Loup, I know you’re not wearing a sports bra under a dress shirt. What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Summer cries out the second that she walks into my office. Today is my first official meeting with the our area leadership, including the elders. I’m dressed in a knee-length, navy blue skirt that flares around my knees paired with a red dress shirt and red kitten heels. And yes, I have a sports bra on under my dress shirt. “I know it isn’t the most flattering, but it’s the only bra that fits. My boobs have gotten huge out of fucking nowhere. None of my bras fit. I’m spilling out everywhere. And what makes it worse is that they hurt. I’ve had to wear a sports bra to bed the past few nights,” I say. “They are looking rather voluptuous,” JoJo agrees. “Voluptuous? Shit, she could go swimming without a life jacket. She’s got built in floatation devices,” Fati exclaims loudly. I flip her the bird as Summer looks at me critically. “They ha
“H-h-how is that possible?” Chris asks, a tidal wave of emotion flowing from that one word. I ache for my friend, my sister-from-another-mister. The hits just keep on coming for her, like Selene has it out for her. I don’t even know how to comfort her. Dr. Hazel clears her throat. I’ve always liked the Artemis Area pack doctor. Not only did she deliver Jacob and every one of our friends, but she’s down to earth and easy to connect with. If anyone can help make sense of this, hopefully it will be her. “I may have an anwer to that. When did you last have sex with your mate?” she asks. Everyone in the Artemis Area knows about Chris’s situation. None of us really believes in keeping secrets from those we were literally created to protect. They know that Chris met and lost her mate before she even found out that he was her mate. This way, there’s an entire section out there looking for Esteban. Chris takes a beat to answer Dr. Hazel and that’s how I know how hard all of thi
I have no idea where we are or how long we’ve been here. Loviatar, the scary ass bitch, has us tucked away in between words. We can interact with objects in the real world, but are more wraiths than anything. It has the benefit of not being hungry, tired, or thirsty, but it’s a rather lonely existence. The only time since Loviatar has ‘saved’ us that we’ve had interaction from the outside world is when Nyx contacted me through the coin. Her words still haunt me. “I was the one that set up the ambush on the witches in the fae realm. I was the one that killed all the witches that you left behind.” “We’re coming for you.” “I’ll be the one that finally puts you down.”I have no idea where I went wrong with her. I treated her the exact way that my mother treated me and her mother treated her. It inspired unending devotion and a need to please in both me and my mother. I had no idea how much Nyx hated me. She always showed such deference. Like she revered me, as she should.
I’ve been hanging out with some of the acolytes from the Crone, Maiden, and Mother covens since we came Arcadia. It’s been great to be around all of these witches again. I’ve missed the sisterhood that comes with it. Many of the witches were weary about interacting with me. But after calls from Nora, Citra, and Bella, they relaxed. With their leaders believing me, they were willing to give me a chance. Though my powers are far and above the acolytes, they are the closest to my age and I’d rather find some friends than a magical peer. Not that’d I would have find one anyway. When I told Kayla that my powers are far above behind and beyond any other witch’s, I was telling the truth. The unfortunate part is that I don’t have a lot of the same experiences as they do. Being stuck in underground tunnels with old hags my whole life and very little interaction with the outside world, I don’t have a lot in common with them. My accent and the fact that I’m still seen as a Riding H
“So, what are we thinking?” Roman asks the second that he sits down. “About what, Roman? There’s a lot of stuff we have to go through,” Zak says amused. “Geez, man. At least wait until we all sit down. I haven’t even had my coffee yet,” Erick grouses. He and Roman are close enough to be brothers, so they give each other shit all the time. “Shit. I have no idea how Justine puts up with your impatience. I’d have you bound and gagged before coffee every morning.” Waggling his eyebrows at his best friend, Roman says, “How do you know she doesn’t?” Justine comes over and smacks Roman on the back of the head. “What did I tell you about telling secrets outside of the bedroom.” Erick glares at him. “TMI, dude. Too fucking much TMI.” I can’t help but laugh at them. They remind me of how Charlie, Zak, Brandon, and I used to be with each other. Zak, Brandon, and I are still like that, but I do miss Charlie’s part in it. My childhood best friend. Even though I get to see h
Alexander and Jared ask to talk to me in the alpha suite after the ceremony is finished. I wait until the party is over and allow Mémé Clara to take Lily to our rooms. Esteban and I take the elevator to the fifth floor of the large packhouse. “Why do you think they want to talk to you?” Esteban asks, though I’m pretty sure he knows. “Tehre’s only one reason they would call me on the night that they have figured out that they are mates,” I say, drily. “Same reason they didn’t have Jacob take over his role as lune tonight?” His face mirrors the anxiety that I’m trying hard not to let consume me. Because this is not going to be a fun conversation. I nod. “JoJo.” Jacob lets us into the room, having changed already. I hug him. “Hey, cuz. How you doing?” He hugs me tightly before gesturing me to come in. “Reaping the consequences of my rash actions,” he says sorrowfully. He turns to my mate, hugging him as well. “Hey, Jacob. Congratulations on finding your mate,” Esteban say
I stand in front of a large group of wolves, fresh matemarks on my neck. A stark difference to my twin who stands beside me, a bittersweet air of excitement and sadness. I feel so bad for Alexander and Jacob. They are my brothers. I love them, care about them and seeing them in this pain hurts me. For now, I can’t do anything about it. For now, I have to stand here during this ceremony and then I have to go through the mating time. But after that, I’ll help them find their mate. I’ll help them at least talk to her. And if I have to, I’ll help them deal with their rejection. “Brothers and sisters!” Declan cries out and my attention is drawn back to the ceremony at hand. “We are here today to welcome another alpha and beta into the Moon Goddess Pack!” The entire room erupts in cheers, stomping of feet, wolf whistles, and pounding on tables. Declan holds up his hands and the crowd quiets. “When our goddess created wolves similar to her son Lycaon, she wanted to give h
All of us fall forward, bodies in tangles in the sheets. But the rest doesn’t last long. Because Rowen’s wolf is the one that is always closest to the surface, he tends to incite Summer and my wolves into even more of a frenzy, especially when we are in bed. And now? When we still have one more mate to mark? They are rubbing themselves around in our minds, urging us to complete the bond. They want their final mate marked and mated. And I, for one, am very happy to oblige. I manuver in the bed so that I’m behind Rowen. I pull on his hips until he’s on his knees. “Mmmm, what are you doing back there, Jare?” he asks, his voice full of desire. “Fucking my mate,” I growl out, slamming into his hole, bottoming out in one thrust. “Holy shit!” he nearly screams, pain and pleasure mixed. I know that his wolf loves the savageness with which I’m taking him. And I know that Rowen himself loves it when we dominate him. It doesn’t happen often, because he’s just so damn good at it.
Rowen has to carry me to the bedroom. I’m not kidding you when I say that the orgasm I just had was the most intense in my entire life. It was like pleasure not only took over my pussy, but infused through every fiber, every neuron, every cell of my body. I’m pretty sure that I blacked out. My wolf was so satisfied, I think she actually purred like a goddess-damned cat! But the satisfaction didn’t last long. I have two mates to mark. Jared has a bottle of lube in his hand, crawling towards us on his knees across the bed. Rowen sets me down and I immediately start crawling over to Jared. “Lay down,” I tell both of them. They are both going to be getting fucked tonight. Might as well make sure they are both loosened, lubed, and ready. Because the way that my arousal is still flowing down my thighs, I’m not going to need it. When they are in position, I pour lube on both of their holes. “Closer together,” I tell them. “I want to suck on both of your cocks while I fing
We stayed with Dad throughout the night, laughing about old times, talking about the responsibilities that will come with our new positions, and talking about the matebond. I can’t wait until I get back to wake up and find my mates. The fact that I know exactly who my mates are, that they are the ones that I’ve wanted my entire life, takes away all of the anxious energy that I’ve been feeling leading up until my birthday. Now, I’m just filled with excitement and impatience. “Am I allowed to tell Summer?” I ask Dad as we’re getting ready to leave. “Yes,” he smiles wide. “You can even mark her if you want. She’ll feel the sparks.” Dad’s face suddenly takes on a worried expression. “Selene was supposed to be here to tell you that. She swore me to secrecy a long time ago. Hell, before Jared’s birthday. She said that she made it work out like this because of the fact that the three of you are Elite warriors and will be needed in the war to come. She wants you at your stronge
I had a feeling that I would be seeing my boys tonight. The night before they were born. Their 21st birthday. It’s so hard to believe that the babes that I held in my arms when they were born, the pups that I have watched grow, both with me and on Earth, are going to be fully fledged wolves. I’m so proud of the males that they have turned out to be. They are strong, brave, kind, loving, and, above all, happy. I love them so much and I am the proudest papa wolf in the entire would because of them. Right now, Alexander has been dealt a shit hand. A really shit hand. I feel awful for him. Jacob really screwed the pooch on that one. I legitimately don’t get it. I mean, I wanted to have my mates more than anything in this world. The only thing that made me even think about rejecting Arya was to help save her pain. But I always, always, always wanted them. I mean, I know who all of our pups are mated to. Jacob, Rowen, and Alexander. I also know who all six, well seven