Se connecterMaddox’s hands stayed firm at my hips even as the fire inside me began to shift. I felt it first in the bond - a subtle change in current, like heat rolling and finding a new path to burn through.Calder sensed it at the same time.“Easy,” he murmured, palm warm and steady at my spine. “Let it move.”They didn’t pull away all at once. They never would have. Instead, their touch softened - still there, still anchoring - but no longer driving the storm forward. Maddox pressed a final grounding kiss to my temple, his breath was hot, his presence solid as bedrock beneath my shaking body.“You’ve got her.” he said quietly. And then the space shifted.Rafe stepped fully in behind me, his body a wall of heat and strength, hands sliding to my waist with unyielding certainty. Not hurried. Not hesitant. Claiming in a way that made my breath catch and my knees threaten to give.Jaxon moved in front of me at the same time, slow and deliberate, his gaze dark and focused, like he was taking me apar
“Please…”The word slipped out of me like a surrender, breathless and unguarded. Not a demand. Not a plea. Just truth.The bond answered first.It surged - hot, bright, overwhelming - four distinct currents slamming together until my pulse stuttered and my vision blurred at the edges. I gasped, fingers curling into Maddox’s arm as the heat rolled through me again, stronger this time, cresting higher.Calder’s hand slid from my cheek to my jaw, tilting my face up until I had no choice but to meet his eyes. His gaze burned - dark, intent, reverent.“You feel it.” he said quietly. Not a question.“Yes.” I whispered. “Everywhere.”Rafe leaned closer then, his presence a steady wall at my back. His breath brushed my ear, voice low and controlled. “Stay with us. Let it move through you.”Jaxon’s hand came to rest on the bed near my shoulder - close enough to feel the heat of him without touching. The restraint in it made my entire body tighten, nerves singing, begging for release that wasn’
The door opened.And Jaxon’s voice cut through the charged air, low and stunned, carrying equal parts shock and understanding.“…Well.” he drawled slowly. “That explains the spike we felt.”Maddox didn’t move. Didn’t pull away. One arm stayed braced beside my head, the other firm at my waist - protective, possessive, unashamed.Calder’s presence hit next - solid, grounding, Alpha authority flooding the room. Maddox’s wolf answered immediately, a low warning rumble vibrating through both of us.Rafe didn’t speak at all. I felt him instead - through the bond - sharp awareness, control snapping tight, heat answering heat.The air went heavy. Charged. Waiting. I swallowed, pulse racing, my body still humming with unfinished need. Even after the last orgasms."The night hadn’t ended. It had just changed. For better" My wolf purred with satisfaction.No shock on their faces. No anger. Just heat. Want. Possession. I swallowed, heart hammering, and managed a crooked smile despite everything.
Evelynn POVThe moment crested without warning. It bloomed.A wave rolled through me - slow at first, then all at once - heat tightening, unraveling, breaking open in my chest before it ever reached my body. I arched with a sound I didn’t recognize as mine, fingers digging into the sheets like they were the only thing tethering me to the room.Maddox felt it the instant I did.The bond flared - bright, molten, humming so loud it drowned out thought. His breath hitched above me, his body going utterly still as if he’d been struck by lightning.“Eve…” His voice was wrecked. Reverent. Gone.I couldn’t answer. Couldn’t form words around the way my skin felt too tight, too alive, every nerve singing like it had been tuned just for his hands.His hands. They were everywhere now, but never rushed. Never greedy.He drew back just enough to look at me, really look, like he was memorizing every line of my face, every tremor still chasing through me.Heat shimmered between us.“You’re burning,”
Evelynn POVThe bed dipped beneath his weight, the mattress sighing like it knew what was coming.I was already burning. Heat - thick, liquid, pooling low in my belly and spreading outward like wildfire through dry grass. Every nerve felt tuned too tight, every breath too shallow. My skin hummed, oversensitive, aching for contact.Maddox hovered over me, not touching yet, and somehow that was worse.The bond pulsed between us - hot, heavy, alive. It wasn’t demanding. It was inviting. Calling. Wrapping around my spine and tugging, gently but relentlessly.My wolf stretched inside me, slow and languid, eyes glowing. “This is right,” she murmured. “Let him in.”I swallowed, my throat dry. “You’re staring.” I whispered.His mouth curved - not playful, not smug. Hungry. Controlled. Dangerous.“I’m memorizing.” he said quietly. “In case the world tries to take this from me later.”That sent a shiver straight through me.He finally touched me then - not where the heat screamed the loudest, b
I didn’t let go of her.Not when her fingers curled into the damp towel at my waist. Not when her breath evened out, warm and soft against my chest. Not when the bond pulsed again - low, insistent, alive. Dragging every nerve in my body toward her like gravity had teeth.My wolf lifted his head, eyes blazing. “She’s not anchoring anymore,” he growled. “She’s tipping.”I felt it then. The shift. Her scent deepened, warmed, threaded with something that went straight to my spine and pulled. Not pain. Not grief.Heat.Her fingers curled into the towel at my waist. Just that. Barely a touch. But nearly fucking broke me.“Maddox…” she breathed, my name unraveling on her tongue, and this time it wasn’t grounding. It was asking. Not with words. With instinct.Her forehead slid from my chest to my shoulder. Her lips brushed my skin again. No accident this time. Slow. Searching. Testing.I sucked in a breath so sharp it hurt.“Eve,” I warned, but my voice betrayed me - low, rough, already gon







