They’re a sensual ripple on the bed, fucking with abandon, and utterly lost to the bliss of the moment. That sight alone is worth waiting a few minutes.
So I quietly back away to work on gathering items Clove is going to need—like food and water.
Tieran accompanies me, helping me carry everything into the room to sit beside her nesting material.
Caius is a panting mess on top of her, both of them lost to a climax that appears to be unending, until finally he rolls off of her on a sigh of relief. “Your turn,” he says, settling in for the show.
Tieran grins, then glances at me before nodding at the bed. “Take her.”
He won the race.
But he’s giving me the prize.
Yet another reason why he’s a better wolf than me.
I shuck off my boots and jeans and crawl over a writhing Clove. She’s a little sex monster, snarling with need. The minute she sees me, she bites my pec.
I groan, loving that she’s claiming me all over again like it’s the first time.
When she’s done, I repay the favor by kissing a path down her body to bite her thigh again. She cries out in confusion, wanting my knot, not my teeth. But Tieran quiets her by capturing her mouth in a bruising kiss. I’d tell him to silence her by sliding his dick down her throat, but he’s going to need to knot her next.
The whirlwind of sex is just beginning.
And Clove is hungry for seed.
I lave her wound as it closes, then nuzzle her weeping sex. She smells divine. “So fucking sweet,” I groan, licking her deep. Then I skim her clit with my tongue on my way back up.
Tieran releases her to me, letting me take over as I slide home between her thighs.
She immediately arches into me, demanding more with an adorable little whimper that I catch with my tongue.
Her inner muscles clench around me, making me groan.
“I taught her a new trick,” Caius says lazily, grinning at whatever expression he sees on my face. “You're both very welcome.”
I almost say something snarky, but Clove squeezes me again and I’m utterly lost to the vixen beneath me.
Yeah, that’s a talent I’m not going to fault him for teaching her.
Because fuck.
I thrust into her hard, making her scream.
Then I take her in my way, with brutal strength softened by tender kisses.
Her nails bite into my skin, her thighs hugging me as I take us both to another state of existence—to a place I never want to leave.
My knot claims her.
My tongue calms her.
And my soul marries her.
She kisses me as though I’m her lifeline, her body embracing mine with so much heat and warmth that I feel my heart exploding in my chest.
Clove and this clan are my everything.
My family.
My home.
That’s the gift she’s given me more than anything else—the sensation of fullness in my life.
Our clan is finally complete.
And together, we’ll conquer life itself.
I roll to my back, taking Clove with me and cuddling her against my chest as my knot continues to pulse inside her. “You’re officially ours now, sweetling,” I tell her softly. “Ours to fuck. Ours to cherish. Ours to protect.” I tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. “If someone so much as looks at you wrong, I’ll end him without question. Because that’s who I am here. I’m the guardian. I’m your guardian.”
“We all are,” Tieran murmurs, brushing his own fingers through her hair as he lounges alongside me. “We’re the savage beasts that will prove all the rumors true if anyone ever touches her again.”
“The cruel wicked tyrants who pillage and plunder our way across the packs,” Caius adds from my opposite side, humor evident in his tone as he strokes his hand down her back. “We’ll paint the world in blood for you, Clove.”
“Kill anyone you desire,” I offer, meaning it.
“Forgive anyone you tell us to forgive,” Tieran says, his fingers stilling by her nape.
“Be whoever you need us to be,” Caius finishes.
I just want you, I hear her whisper into our minds. I just want all of you.
Tieran chuckles, leaning forward to kiss her temple. “You have us, Clove.”
“Always,” I say.
“And forever,” Caius adds.
She hums something unintelligible, nearly asleep.
Then her body spasms again, tightening around my shaft as my knot begins to subside. “Looks like you’re up,” I tell Tieran as I guide myself out of her slick heaven.
While I could easily take her again.