“Gladly, my love,” Alaric said. He untied her robe, opened it, then did the same with his own. He kissed her. His hands caressed her body. Tingles erupted everywhere. One hand made its way down to rub circles on her clit. The other took hold of a breast. He kissed down her neck, down her front, and
Thea untied Conri’s robe, wrapped her arms and legs around him, then pressed their foreheads together. “How are you?” Conri whispered. “I’m good,” she said. “Will it still hurt?” “I don’t know, but if I feel enough pleasure, I don’t feel the pain.” He smiled. He leaned in, and they kissed. His
“You feel amazing,” he said into her neck. “Like I belong here.” “You do belong here,” she said. This time there was no pain, just a feeling of fullness and tingles. She could feel him inside her, her walls pulsing and stretching around him. “What made you think to heal me?” “I was thinking about
Thea understood that she and the triplets had the power to form and strengthen the familial bond between every pack member. Holding the mating ceremony allowed the pack to experience it together and further strengthen those bonds. This was a pack that would fight for each other, work for each other,
“My beautiful, strong, loving, perfect daughter,” Thea’s father said. He embraced her. “I’m so proud of you. You will make an excellent Luna. You’ve already made the pack stronger.” “Thanks, Dad,” Thea said. “Shouldn’t you go join the hunt?” “In a moment. I want to spend time with my daughter. We’
“It’s okay to hurt.” “Not right now,” Thea said. “I know I’m lucky. I have so much. I’m going to try to focus on that. I have amazing mates who will make up for any shortcomings I have. Wonderful friends who love me regardless. I had a train run on me in front of everyone, and the pack loves me for
Caleb did one last round of scenting her, then shifted back to Conri. “Are you in on the scenting business?” Thea said, tying her robe back in place. “I support Caleb’s need to stake his claim,” Conri said, standing there like he wasn’t naked. “Axel and Damon didn’t feel the need to scent me,” T
Thea’s marks were sore but beautiful the following morning. When she looked at them in the mirror for the first time, she cried. Her fingers traced the lines and shapes that were still forming on her skin. Down her shoulders, her back, across her collar bones, up her neck. Lizzy was right. Something