A Mating Den

That night we scattered to the emptied huts.

I had no time to even look at the others. As soon as the strange ceremony was finished and wolves began to scatter to obey their new King of Alphas, I was pulled backward into the hut we’d still been standing in the doorway of.

Racer kicked the door closed and all three sets of eyes landed on me.

I sighed. A bit nervous that their aggression might be more than I could take tonight after the violent beating I’d endured.

“Be gentle, Lovers.” I breathed. Waving them toward me.

They nodded gravely. Knowing how careful they would have to be.

All of them nearly shook with expectation.

The pink haze of the Mating Moon was now in full effect, and it was reflected in the hardened arousal of my mates.

I bid Vanquish to me and he dropped to his knees before me. Lifting me over his bent knees to settle down on him.

Hunter slid in behind me. Crossing his knees next to Vanquish’s a