Ebony got back to sleep and awoke to her alarm, which was a rare occurrence. That meant she needed to get up and get herself going. She was running late. Then she remembered she wasn’t in the tower alone. There were three others about. Dang it. Three men who were probably still asleep, too. When she peaked into their room that the three were sleeping in, she found only Benedict asleep. It was now nine in the morning, late for her starting the day. He must have been asleep for only two or three hours. He needed more than that. So she left him sleeping and, once she was dressed for the day, Ebony went to the tower. Once she opened the trap door quietly as she dreaded interrupting another intimate moment. The smell of breakfast cooking hit her like a physical barrier. “Morning. I was just coming to get you for breakfast. You’ve got perfect timing.” Franco smiled down at her. Peter was at the table setting out breakfast. It seemed all so normal. Peter wa

Ebony desperately wanted to talk to her sisters. What was she going to do with three mates out here with humans around? Maybe she needed to talk to her mother? Could she even get a signal to call even one of them out here? So there she was with her satellite phone, looking for a signal by her bedroom window. There, she had one. Thank all that’s holy. She dialled her sister Sapphire. Not only was she also a wolf, she’d not exactly lived a traditional lifestyle. That was a story and a half, and Ebony was sure that it wasn’t over, yet, she was sure of that. With curses and other various magic things going on, it was a wonder the woman would talk to any of them. But now, with the binding spell off her and Ivory, they were exploring their special abilities. Gods, what was she going to tell the guys about her own abilities? She couldn’t use her abilities with them around without freaking them out. She’d lost several friends over the years doing her Doctor Dolittle

Ebony left and the three men instantly regretted their reactions to her news. “Do we believe this? How would she show us proof she can do that?” “We either take her at face value and accept it. Or we don’t pursue this match? I say we believe her and with her family here. We can discuss it with them. See how they handle it?” “I say we all have our issues, and we’ll have to add them to the pot sooner or later for her to decide whether she’ll take on our issues. So, if she accepts us as we are. Wouldn’t we be hypocrites to face hers? I mean, crazy or not, she’s dealing with something.” “I think I’m going to find her.” Peter was sullen during most of the meal and most of the conversation. “Wish me luck.” He left and followed Ebony’s scent easily to find her by the small river sitting on a rock. She looked so alone. Even when a bit landed on her knee. She barely paid attention as it hopped and twittered at her. He watched silently as she sighed an

Ebony awoke with the guys asleep around her. Peter used her breast as a pillow and Franco was on her other side, using her hip the same way. She could feel his breath on her inner thigh. Benedict’s chest was her pillow. She couldn’t make sense of the tangle of arms and legs until everyone got up. Getting ready for the day, having breakfast, and planning the day. “If only there wasn’t trouble out there, I’d be half tempted to take the day off and be with my mates. Bond you to us right now.” Benedict stated as he kissed her good morning. Once everyone was greeted similarly, Ebony felt a change in the atmosphere between everyone. The live wire caused by the anticipation was gone. The men could relax and be themselves finally. No more pussyfooting around. They could touch and express themselves without fear of her rejection, and she felt a little bad about that. If she’d only known, it would be like this earlier. She’d have welcomed them fully that first night. Franco

Everyone settled as Peter quickly got lunch together. Benedict loved what he saw when they arrived back, and now Ebony finally got her hands on one of them. She sat in his lap facing him, her hands jerking him off eagerly. She whispered in his ear. “I like this, but I want to see you come for me. Come on. I want to see how high you can shoot it.” She was teasing him. Getting him to focus on his happy ending. “Never mind how high it goes. Let’s see how fast I come inside you.” Benedict’s fingers moved quickly to her core and thrust in to test her readiness. “Gods, of course, you’re ready for me.” He moved her from his lap to the desk. Then with her face down, Benedict’s shaft entered her and again showed Ebony how hot he ran and how he loved to drive them to new heights, fast and hard. Again, she throbbed over his knotted shaft. His swollen shaft throbbed, and he thrust into with it grunting, come shooting hotly with it. Her hypersensitive core spasmed each time until he