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Cary’s POV “Show me.” Mallory’s tone was small, hushed at first. But when I made no move to respond, she grew bolder. “Your hand around my throat is just posturing, Cary Collins. If I’m yours, prove it to me. Show me how I belong to you.” Mallory blinked up at me as her back hit the ground, me hovering over her so closely our noses brushed together. I was already burning for her but her words stirred that flame into an inferno. And when she arched up, pressing into my granite hard length resting heavily on her thigh, I thought I would burst. “Be careful what you wish for, darling. If I give you what you’re asking for, there will be no going back.” I breathed against her plush lips. “Are you ready for that, Mallory?” “I want to feel something, anything but this ache in my chest your brother left behind. Make me feel wanted, Cary.” I reached up to run my thumb along her pillowy bottom lip, releasing it from its cage between her teeth. A fire raged in her hazel eyes, of lust, o
Cary’s POV “Please. Can I taste you, Cary? Mallory sat back on her heels again, pouting down at me adorably. “I know I don’t know what I;m doing and it probably won’t be that good but I want to learn.” I grasped her chin between my fingers and thumb, forcing her to hold my gaze and willing her to see the sincerity in my eyes. “Love, you have no idea how sexy that is. Just the thought of your warm mouth on my cock has me ready to spill.” I confessed. A self-satisfied smirk settled over her features and I puffed out my chest knowing I put it there. But then she looked down at my still rock solid cock bobbing between us and her eyes went impossibly wide, the smirk morphing into something more calculating as she tried to work out how she would fit me in her mouth. I held in a laugh when a look of alarm flitted through her beautiful hazel orbs before she quickly tucked it away. My cock throbbed even harder at the reminder of her innocence. I loved knowing that angelic mouth was all
Mallory’s POV Three sets of nostrils flared the second Cary and I walked into the Alphas’ office at the packhouse. If the entire situation hadn’t been such a disaster, it would have been almost comical to see the vastly different expressions on the three men’s faces. Clay looked livid. Colton wore a pained expression, like he was remembering his scent on me and wished it still was. But it was Nathan;s expression that sent guilt searing through me like lightning strikes and threatened to split my chest open. Because Nathan just looked . . . heartbroken. “Nathan, I-” I started softly, unsure what to say but wanting to say something to erase that look from his face. “I have some important information to share.” Nathan stood abruptly, tucking his pain away and adopting a formal expression that was all business. Seeing the effort it took for him to hide his feelings almost hurt more than his blatant sadness, But I shook it off, letting my arms fall limply at my sides. It was my cros
Colton’s POV Could my life be more of a shit show right now? I hadn’t showered, I hadn’t eaten and I hadn’t slept. How could I do any of those things, go on about my business as usual when the woman who held my heart wouldn’t so much as look at me? Now that I knew what it was like to touch Mallory, taste her, hold her in my arms while we slept, I doubted I could do any of those normal things ever again. Not without her. I’d been able to fool myself into believing I didn’t need her, that I could let her go and live, if not a fulfilling life then at least a peaceful one, with Darcy. But that was before. No one who had ever had the privilege of loving Mallory would ever willingly give her up. So here I was wearing a hole in my office carpet as I pace back and forth, unable to calm my racing heart. A flight of ideas rolled through my head as I frantically searched for the one that would bring her back to me. But so far none seemed good enough. My wolf hadn’t spoken to me since th
Colton’s POV “What happened to you?” Darcy looked alarmed at the sight of my disheveled appearance as I stormed over to the booth where she waited for me at our favorite restaurant. “How could you, Darcy?” More of an accusation than a question. “What? Colton, what’s going on?” She deflected. “You come barging in here like a charging bull, looking like you clawed your way across a battlefield to get here. And you’re asking me how I could have done some obscure thing I have no frame of reference for like I should have anticipated the question." I studied her perplexed expression for a moment, trying to determine her sincerity. If she was lying, it wasn’t written on her face. But then again, if she’d done what I thought she had, the girl deserved an Oscar because she wasn’t the girl she’d convinced me she was for the past two years. “How could you sell out Mallory to her enemy, put her life in danger? I told you about her heritage in confidence. I trusted you! Did you even stop to
Mallory’s POV A train wreck. A head-on collision with a Mack truck. Beaten with a sack of lead bricks. Those were all on the short list of things that could have possibly happened to cause this pounding in my head and every muscle in my entire body to ache. My brain felt like it was under water and couldn’t find the surface. I blinked my eyes open against the harsh fluorescent lighting, then quickly closed them again, wincing when the pain of a thousand knives seared through my skull. “Dim the lights! It’s hurting her eyes.” I heard a familiar voice instructing. “Mate,” My wolf slurred dreamily in my head, sounding like she’d had one too many. I tried opening my eyes again, this time much more successfully without the glaring light in my eyes. Though it still took a minute for the moving dark blobs to come into focus, revealing two of my mates and my mother. My heart sank to see Colton wasn’t there but I quickly locked that pain away. “There she is. How do you feel, darli
Mallory’s POV Colton’s kiss stole the breath from my lungs and the heart from my chest. It was heat and desire and worshipful all at once. The need I felt coursing through the bond from him was mind-numbing and toe curling. I’d never felt so cherished or so powerful, like I was vital to his very existence. With every heartbeat, my mind slammed me with warnings. Stop, thump, this, thump, now, thump! Bad, thump, idea, thump! But I couldn’t be bothered to listen. I might regret it later, but those gorgeous baby blues of his, and all the love they held . . . he might as well have locked me up and thrown away the key for all the hope I had of breaking free from the spell he had me under. “Fuck!” He cursed against my swollen lips before sinking his teeth into the bottom one and tugging at it. “I’ve never tasted anything as sweet as you, love.” “Mmm,” I moaned, too drunk on his intoxicating flavor as well to say more. Colt’s tongue delved back in, less insistently this time, like
Mallory’s POV Colton’s mouth on mine consumed every rational thought before it could form. There was only him. His scent, his taste, the heat of his skin on mine. My head was swimming with desire that only heightened with every sweep of his tongue. “Mmm! Colton!” I moaned as his lips trailed along my jaw, stopping to nip at that sensitive spot behind my ear. Sparks skipped over my skin, adding an electric energy to the already pulsing need thrumming through me. I could no longer tell where he ended and I began, our bodies fused together in an overwhelming bundle of sensation. My skin was on fire, melting under the heat of his kisses. My heart thumped loudly in my ears, so loud I was sure he could hear it. And my pussy walls quaked, desperately aching to be filled. “Colt, I need-” I paused, realizing I didn’t know how to finish that sentence. The vast majority of my very limited sexual experience had been with them, the Alpha triplets. But although we’d fooled around, we’d nev