Carnage Island (Reject Island)(35)

His teeth skim my shoulder and neck, the Alpha deciding where he wants to claim me.

But he doesn’t bite me yet. It’s a taunt. A promise. There’s more tests to come. A trial he wants my wolf to pass.

Which is when he finally releases me and rolls me toward Volt and Caius, who are waiting on the bed with hungry expressions.

I almost weep, my body exhausted and used.

But that tightening sensation inside me tells me I need them.

And I need them now.

I don’t even think, I just crawl, taking Volt inside me as I straddle his waist. He groans, his palms finding my breasts as I move.

Caius sits up beside me, his fingers weaving into my hair as he tugs me into a kiss that is all heat and passion and sex.

He doesn’t hold back, his tongue dominating mine in a manner similar to Tieran, but different, too.

Volt tweaks my nipples, a low growl coming from him as he demands my full focus.

I leave Caius’s mouth and continue to writhe, only to find myself on my back in the next breath with Volt stealing my vision.

He wants me to see him, to know him, to be here with him.

I can sense that desire radiating through his Alpha energy and I accept it by pressing my lips to his.

He purrs, pleased.

And I growl, demanding more.

I hear Tieran chuckle, but it’s quickly lost to the sounds coming from Volt’s chest.

He’s thicker than Tieran, stretching me wider, but he’s not as long. His strength is different, too. He’s all muscular prowess and confident thrusts.

A different pace.

A harsher style.

And his eyes hold an edge to them that tell me he’s going easy on me right now. That one day he’s going to be rougher. Perhaps even sadistic.

My wolf mewls in response, approving of his inner beast and the dark urges shining in his ebony irises.

“That’s it, sweetling,” he whispers. “Take me. Embrace me. Mate me.”

I bite down on his lip just like I did with Tieran, the impulse one driven from deep within.

And he groans in response, almost immediately biting me back, and our kiss becomes a passionate exchange of blood and sensuous lunacy.

I lose track of time.

All I feel is him.

All I know is him.

All I sense is this moment and the need pounding inside me, begging for his knot.

I’m going to die in this bed and it’s going to be the most blissful death in the existence of wolf kind.

I welcome it with my legs wrapped around his waist and my fingers knotting in his thick dark hair. He kisses me as though I’m his reason for being.

And together we lose ourselves to the blissful madness of the moment, his knot finally exploding inside me and taking me into that dark land of intensity.

This time, I don’t stir.

Because I can’t open my eyes.

I just drown there in the passionate oblivion.

And allow my soul to fly. Fly. Fly.





14





CAIUS





“She’s beautiful,” I whisper, stroking my palm up and down her thigh, offering her comfort as she begins her descent into true madness.

Estrus is a multi day affair and we’re only in the first few hours of her heat cycle. She was beautifully aware for the beginning, something that I know Tieran is pleased about. He wanted her to be aware enough to consent and participate in the union.

But he didn’t bite her. Not truly, anyway.

I understand why.

He wants to make sure she accepts all three of us first.

I have no doubt that she will. She responded to my kiss with a passion I felt all the way to my soul.

She wants us all.

And once she wakes up, it’ll be my turn to knot her.

Our sweet, beautiful Omega.

A diamond we never anticipated finding on this island.

The Alphas are going to be furious when they wake, but we won her fair and square. And now she’s sequestered away in our underground den. Not the one she’s been in the last few days. That home is for the others to be able to easily reach us when needed.

No, this home is deep underground with a tunnel only we know how to traverse.

We built it on the off chance we needed to hide from the Elders or an attacking pack.

It’s large enough to house all the wolves on the island, but the three of us are the ones who know how to reach it. We’ve never shared the details with the others because it wasn’t necessary. One of us is always on the island, even when the others are conducting business on the mainland.

Such as the other day—Volt and Tieran left while I remained to guard the pack.

It’s always been this way since we first arrived seven years ago.

“She’s a fighter,” Tieran says as he finishes wiping away the fluids from her sweet pussy. She was a virgin, something that didn’t surprise any of us. But she didn’t notice, too lost in the beginning stages of her heat cycle to feel anything other than pleasure.

Well, and maybe a little pain.

But she embraced it.

She took Tieran’s knot gloriously, her body built for our brand of fucking. Then she allowed Volt a brief taste.

I kiss her inner thigh, humming against her pulse. “I’m next, gorgeous,” I tell her softly.

She doesn’t stir.