His brows were furrowed, lips parted, his c**k gleaming in his hand as he watched her with a look I’d never seen on his face before.
Worship.
Unfiltered, unashamed, pure-fucking worship.
“I can’t…” he started, but didn’t finish.
Because none of us could.
Kai was panting now, rolling her hips as her fingers moved faster. Her other hand was still on her breast, fingers pulling her n****e as she fucked herself in front of us like she needed to be watched.
My wolf purred.
She was made for this.
“Good girl,” I rasped, eyes locked on hers. “You look so fucking good like that.”
She whimpered again, eyes fluttering shut.
“No,” I growled. “Eyes on me.”
Her lashes lifted immediately, and the second our gazes locked, something snapped inside it.
The bond.
It pulsed.
Hard.
My knees nearly buckled. Shade howled inside me.
I wasn’t supposed to feel the bond like that-not yet. Not unless-
Unless hers was waking up too.
“Dalton,” she whispered. My name. Breathless. Like a prayer.
“Say it again,” I groaned.
Her lips parted, breath coming fast.
“Dalton.”
I stroked myself harder, matching the rhythm of her fingers.
“That’s it, baby. You’re doing so good. So fucking perfect.”
Her thighs were trembling now, hips rolling against her own hand.
“You close?” Derrick asked, voice low and hoarse.
She nodded, lips quivering.
“Tell us,” I demanded. “Tell us how close you are.”
“I-I’m gonna-fuck-I’m close,” she moaned.
My c**k twitched. I was so goddamn close I could taste it. But I held back, barely, because I needed to see her come undone first.
“Don’t stop,” I ordered. “Don’t you dare stop until you come for us.”
“Show us how pretty you look when you fall apart, little mouse,” Derrick added, voice thick with need.
Kai let out a shattered sob of pleasure, her body tensing, her back arching.
And then-
Then she came.
Her eyes locked on mine, her mouth falling open in a silent scream as her entire body shuddered. Her thighs clenched, hand still working as her orgasm ripped through her like a fucking earthquake.
I lost it.
So did Derrick.
We both groaned at the same time, spilling over our fists as her climax pushed us right off the edge. I barely managed to stay upright, my hand braced against the shower wall as I rode the wave, vision going white.
It was the most intense orgasm I’d ever had.
Not even from touching her.
Just watching her.
Kai stumbled back a step, blinking like she couldn’t believe what just happened. Her knees were shaking, and for a second I thought she’d fall.
I moved on instinct.
Out of the stall in three strides, I was in front of her, ignoring the fact I was still half-hard and panting. My hands went to her waist, steadying her.
“You okay?” I murmured, brushing hair from her face.
She nodded slowly, dazed.
“I’ve never… not like that, not with… an audience,” she whispered.
“You were perfect babe” I told her, truly amazed by my mate…
Derrick stepped out of the stall behind me, water still dripping down his chest, his muscles taut like he was barely holding himself back. His eyes burned, not soft anymore, but dark- claiming. There was no hesitation in him, no doubt. Just that quiet, dangerous certainty he wore like a second skin.
“She’s not just perfect,” he said, voice low, rough. “She’s mine.”
Kai’s breath caught.
His eyes locked on hers, not giving her any room to look away. “Ours,” he corrected tightly, like the word was hard to say, like it tasted like fire in his throat-but he said it anyway. “But don’t mistake it, little mouse. I’ll never share you easily.”
My grip on her waist tightened.
Shade growled in agreement.
“I see the way you look at us,” Derrick continued, stepping closer, close enough that his heat brushed her skin. “And I need you to know-this thing between us? It’s not casual. Not temporary. You gave us that, Kai. You let us see you like that. You let us watch. There’s no going back.”
Kai trembled slightly, still pressed to my side, eyes wide.
“You’re ours now,” Derrick said, voice sharper than before. “And I’ll rip the fucking world apart before I let anyone else lay eyes on you like that again.”
My heart pounded. Not in fear. Not in hesitation. But in a savage, bone-deep agreement.
She was quiet, her breath shallow.
But she didn’t pull away.
She didn’t protest.
She just nodded-tiny, almost imperceptible. But it was there.
And for now, that was all we needed.
I looked at Derrick over her head, and for once, we didn’t glare. Didn’t growl. We just stood there, both of us with our hands on her body. Protecting. Surrounding. Claiming.
Not yet kissing. Not yet fucking.
But close.
So fucking close.
And we weren’t going anywhere.
Third Person POV
The lamb was dry as dust, flaking apart like old paper with every forced bite. The dining hall buzzed with chatter, the hum of students decompressing after training or classes, but he barely heard it. His plate was untouched now, save for the mauled corpse of what should’ve been roast meat. It tasted like sandpaper in his mouth.
He wasn’t here for the food.
Across the room, golden light had flickered, just for a moment-caught in the amber of her gaze, in the soft way she tilted her head to listen, the careless toss of her hair. Kai. He still couldn’t get used to calling her that. When he’d first seen her, locked eyes with her sharp, hawkish stare, something in him had snapped tight like a wire.
Golden.
Another golden wolf.
The last time that word meant something, the werewolf world had all but gone to war over a woman who vanished before anyone could take her. The golden she-wolf who bore the Winter Pack’s notorious quadruplets had been a legend-unreachable, untouchable. Hunted and hidden until she the Savage Triplets claimed her.
The fools didn’t even scratch the tip of her power, didn’t use it. Just made her their Luna.
Stupid mate bond. Made them weak.
But he was not, he was not fated to the golden wolf, already knew that. The Goddess had chosen an omega for him.
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