Once I left Charlie and Zak, I immediately ran behind the packhouse and shifted. I have been running for three hours and find myself at the waterfall we stayed at the night before Zak’s birthday.
I lay beside the pond and listen to the soothing sound of the waterfall. I came here to think, but my mind is blank. I can’t think of anything. If I was one of those yoga types, I would say that I was meditating. But really, I’m somewhere between sleep and wakefulness.
Suddenly, I get a mindlink from Devin. “Hey, Brandon.”
“Dev?” I respond.
“Something came up. I’ve got to stay at the barracks toni
I didn’t expect Brandon to kiss me when he walked in the door, but I was very happy that he did. When he bites my lip, I can barely control the urge to rip off his clothes. I grab his wrists, pushing him against the wall, forcing his arms at an angle beside his head. I can feel his hardness through his pants, and I wedge his legs apart so that I can rub his crotch with my thigh. Everywhere we touch, the fated sparks bloom on my skin. The feeling is intoxicating, and I want to feel them all over my body. Brandon moans into my mouth and my willpower is holding on by a thread. “Goddess, I want you so badly,” I say against his lips. I’m about to plunder his mouth again, when I hear our beautiful mate behind me. “So, are we going
I can’t help but moan as Brandon slowly pushes into me. His length feels unfamiliar and amazing inside of me. The fated sparks of our mate bond ignite anywhere that our bodies touch, adding to the pleasure. I see his pupils blow wide as his eyes turn the deepest shade of cerulean in his lust. “Shit, Charlie! You’re so tight. You feel so good,” Brandon says. He begins to slowly move back and forth. The feeling is exquisite, but I want more. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I begin urging him faster. “Oh, fuck!” Brandon moans as he picks up his pace. His eyes are closed and his face is contorted in a mask of pure pleasure. I see Zak’s face over Brandon’s shoulder, his eyes nearly black as he watches Brandon’s ass move on his fingers.
I cough out a laugh at Zak’s comment. “Yeah, I would say so.” “Mmmmm,” Charlie says, snuggling into my chest. “Good.” Zak kisses the side of my neck, sending a shiver through me. He chuckles as he nuzzles into me. “Charlie, don’t go to sleep yet. We need to clean up.” “Shut up! I’m comfortable, satisfied, and happy,” she retorts, wrapping her arms around my torso. “Mmmm. Me too,” I say snuggling into both of them. “Ok, I’ll go draw us a bath. You can snuggle for a little, but we’ve got to make sure we’re all clean and give Brandon some aftercare,” Zak says. He gives us both pecks on the lips before getting up and walking to the bathroom.
Xander and I spent the night in my room. There was A TON of sex, but also a lot of talking and getting to know each other. Xander is a recent transfer to our pack. His mother was human and had recently been diagnosed with leukemia. Though she lived with the pack, she still needed to see a human doctor and one of the best was in the city about 20 miles from our pack borders. They moved here from the coast to get better care for her when the time came. Zak had readily agreed to the transfer, as had Xander’s old Alpha, Brett. His father had died in a rogue attack when he was five. It was what prompted him to become a warrior. &nb
I woke up on Monday morning to the sun streaming in the windows. I was hot, but comfortable in a plush bed. There was a warm and comforting weight on both sides of me, but I was disoriented from having just woken up. I look around the unfamiliar room and realize that I wasn’t in my own room. Looking down, I see Zak snuggled into my chest. Charlie is cuddled into a pillow behind me, her legs tangled with ours. Then it all comes back. My amazing night with the loves of my life. I’m so excited and happy and aaaahhhhh! I can’t help but pump my fist in the air and kick my feet a little. “Mmmm,” Zak groans against my chest. “Why are you moving around so early?” “Sorry, Cupcake,” I say. At that, Zak opens one eye to look
Being Monday, today was a day off for most of the pack. Monday is our day of rest and communion with the Goddess, since Monday is named for the moon. It's the reason that the word “Monday” is derived from the word “moon” in many languages (e.g., lunes in Spanish, montag in German, lunedi in Italian, etc.). So it wasn’t a problem when I sleep until 10. When I wake, Xander is there beside me. He stretches and yawns before opening his beautiful chocolate-colored eyes. When he sees me, a lazy smile crosses his face. “Hey, babe,” he says, wrapping his arms around me. “Good
I woke fully to the heavenly smells of my mates and pancakes. My body was pleasantly sore in several places and my hair was disheveled. I was naked and alone in the bed, but that didn’t last for long. “Finally awake, Beautiful?” Brandon says. I squint to see him standing at the door with two cups of coffee in his hand. He is wearing a pair of boxers and nothing else. I see the fading hickies on his skin from last night, as well as some new ones. He and Zak must have had some fun time while I slept. “I don’t know. You might have to come and help motivate me to get up.” He eagerly walks towards me, setting the coffee cups on the dresser before
Charlie and I are waiting in my office eight minutes later. We had told Brandon that Devin had a couple of questions and requests about his Gamma ceremony and we had to catch up with my father and his to prepare for the Blue Crescent pack. “You sure you don’t want me to come with you?” Brandon asked. He seems like he doesn’t want to leave us, and honestly, I don’t want to leave him. But Devin was clear that Brandon couldn’t be there. “Nah, man. We need your help with training the warriors while we push the paperwork,” I say, pulling him in for a quick kiss. “Do me a favor, though?” Charlie asks. “Anything, beautiful. What can I do?” He turns to her, running a hand down her cheek. “Work up a