I spent the morning in meetings with my father and Former-Alpha Jared. We were discussing my upcoming Beta ceremony, Devin’s Delta ceremony, and the Blue Crescent pack’s visit. Zak was apparently in a meeting with the Oracle. I couldn’t help but worry. Why was he visiting the Oracle? Was something wrong between him and Charlie? Were they having trouble conceiving a pup? When I saw them this morning, they looked awful.
Though I know that the Oracle was the mouthpiece of Selene, she creeped me out. She was a wizened old woman who was well into her 90s. Her eyes are the amber of the Goddess’s and they seemed to hint that she knew something that I didn’t. Every time that I was near her, I felt like she knew some secret about me that I couldn’t figure out. Her smirks and perplexing comments made me uneas
The Oracle’s news was so disturbing that Charlie and I finished her entire bottle of whiskey. Neither of us had eaten much at breakfast and, at 190 proof, the whiskey we guzzled got us pretty trashed. That must have been what fueled Charlie’s plan. As we walked home, she stopped me in the middle of the forest. “So, based on what Lucille said, all three of us are having these sex dreams, right?” she asks. “Seems like,” I say, remembering the one that I had last night. My breathing hitches and my gaze lingers on Charlie’s breasts. I take a step toward her, intent on finishing what the Oracle interrupted earlier. “Down, Fido, and listen,” Charlie says, sidestepping me. “But, I want you,” I say, my vo
“Holy fuck! What was - “ I start to say before Brandon grabs my elbow and pulls me up. “My room! Now!” he growls at me. I don’t quite understand what is happening. “Why - “ Pulling me by the elbow, he hurries me out of the dinning hall and to the back stairs. “Brandon! Slow down!” I say. “We have 10 minutes and I need to get rid of these blue balls before I walk into Zak’s office!” His voice is husky with need and my knees weaken. Oh! Yeah, that makes sense. That show wasn’t even directed at me and I was horny as hell. We bust into Brandon’s room and he slams the door behind us. Immediately, he pushes me onto the bed. He
Feeling better, but no less confused, I quickly walk to Zak’s office. The office of the Alpha is on the top floor of the packhouse. It is the only part of the top floor that is not dedicated to his home. Still, the office is large, with it’s own full bathroom attached.I knock on the door and let myself in, as usual. The room is brightly lit from the floor to ceiling windows on the far wall. The room is decorated with plush chocolate-colored carpeting and pale yellow walls. Zak set up a seating area with large, brown, leather couches. Though he has a desk, it is pushed against the wall and only used when necessary. That was the extent of Zak’s decorating abilities, so Charlie had stepped in. She added yellow throw pillows and blankets, shelving, and pictures of the pack, their families, and the four of us growing up. There is a coffee table in the middle of the sitting area and end tables between the couches. Flowers decorated the tables and there was a serving table on the side
I wasn’t sure if it was going to work, but the second Zak turned around and Brandon saw his hard, standing cock, I knew we had him. “If you were enjoying the show, you don’t have to leave. I promise that watching Charlie get fucked is well worth it,” Zak says. Brandon’s eyes are drowning in lust and there is an impressive bulge in his pants. His tawny hair, usually styled to perfection, is damp from the steam and is falling across his forehead. His cheeks are flushed from the heat in the room and sweat is beading around his temples. I want to bend his head down to my chest and lick the sweat from his face.I walk around Zak and lean into him, pushing my breasts into his body. I reach down and begin stroking Zak’s cock, squeezing his head, just like he likes it. For a second, my attention is diverted from Brandon as our mate hisses in pleasure at my touch. His head falls back and his eyes close, giving into the pleasure that I’m showing him. Fuck, I’m so wet. The only reason t
At 4:00, training is finished for the day. Charlie never showed up for training, mindlinking me that she was in meetings all afternoon. I head to the barracks to shower. I haven’t been in the barracks for a while, having spent the last months with Brandon. I want to hurry and find him, but I do need to check on the warriors and do some odds and ends in my room. Also, there is also a new pack transfer that I need to help settle in. It will be at least two hours before I can leave. Sometimes responsibilities suck. I clean up the training grounds, putting equipment away, cleaning any litter that has blown onto the fields, and wiping down mats. After about 20 minutes, I head into the barracks to shower. Typically, everyone is out of the showers by this point and I can relax in the hot water. But this time, I walk in on a breathtaking sight.
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.