Xander
My fangs hovered above Aliceâs jugular as I let them drop. The sweet scent of her filled my nose, and took in a deeper breath to
take in more comfort from the familiar.
Zane was on her other side as the three of us lay in my bed, and I was struck by how much I was glad we'd had sex with Lanie in
her bed instead of in mine. I donât think we would have been able to go through with this had we been surrounded with reminders
of Lanie, of that passion, of that scent of her arousal, her
heat.
Once we fully claimed Alice, she would go into heat pretty immediately afterward, since biologically, our bodies would all be
primed and focused on mating and producing pups. It was extremely rare for a she-wolf not to become pregnant within the first
few weeks after being claimed.
skin.
I couldn't wait to have pups around.
âAre you ready, my love?â I breathed into Aliceâs neck, lightly scraping my fangs against her soft, pale
She nodded before saying, âMore than ready. Please, Xander. Claim me.â
She wrapped a hand around the back of my neck and pulled my head closer, and I could feel her her doing the same to Zane as
she arched her back.
âSame time,â Zane said to me.
âNow,â I replied.
The moment we both sunk our teeth into her neck was...nothing like what Iâd expected.
I expected fireworks and immediate o rgasms from all three of us. Some sort of transcendant epiphany from the heavens.
To say I was disappointed was an understatement.
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Sure, I was hard, I was turned on, and I could sense that Zane and Alice were, too. But why the f uck couldnât I get Lanie gut of
my head? Was I doomed to compare every sexual experience to her now?
This was our f ucking claiming for go dâs sake, and all I could think about was how Alice didnât react like I imagined Lanie would.
How she didnât smell like Lanie. How the scent of her arousal right now didnât make me want to rip through heaven and hell and
anything in between so I could bury my co ck between her thighs.
Aliceâs blood was filling my mouth, and it was everything I could do to force myself to swallow the sickeningly sweet fluid.
And Zane was feeling the same.
I hoped to g od Alice couldnât sense our disappointment.
To make up for it, I slid a hand over her breast and tweaked her nipple the way I knew she liked it between
my thumb and forefinger, pulling slightly as the rest of my hand cupped her. I tightened my grip on the back of her neck and
sucked harder, hoping my actions would be construed as need and not, well, me trying too hard.
*Once she goes into heat it'll be different,â Zane said to me.
I gulped down her blood and a pang of sadness shot through my body at my sudden realization that this would be the last time
Zane and I could communicate like this.
As soon as Alice partook from us, sheâd be able to speak to both of us in our minds as well. She wouldn't be able to
communicate with our wolves, but gone would be the days of Zane and myâs private jokes, private moments that weâd shared
ever since we were young pups, born into being Alpha and Beta, born with our
connection.
âStop itâ
I paused, hoping Alice wouldn't notice. âStop what?â
*Stop with your melodramatic depressing thoughts.â
Well, at least that was something Alice would never be part of-my Betaâs ability to sense everything about me and how I was
feeling.
Aliceâs moan shook me out of my reverie, and when she reached down to grab my c ock, I licked at the punctures I'd made in her
flesh and pulled away to look down at her.
âYour turn.â I shot her a grin I prayed came off as aroused and excited.
Jesus, what was wrong with me?
Zane
Christ on a cr acker, Xander needed to get his s hit together.
This was never going to work if he was going to be some maudlin mother f u cker throughout the whole
thing.
I pulled away from Alice and licked her wounds to clean them up, then flipped her over onto her stomach. Sliding my hand
underneath her hips, I pulled them up so her a ss was in the air, something I knew Xander had always enjoyed. He was definitely
an as s man.
His eyes darkened a bit as soon as her round as s was in the air, and he reached out to trail his fingertips along her skin and up
her back.
âWho do you want to bite first?â I asked, lightly slapping one of her as s cheeks before cupping it and rubbing the sting away.
âYou.â She turned her head to meet my gaze, her eyes glossy with arousal as she lowered her gaze to
stare at my coc k, my fist wrapped around it and squeezing to maintain my hardness.
âHow about you ride my coc k while you do it?â
She nodded eagerly and scrambled up to her knees.
Once I was sitting against the headboard, she immediately sank down on me, riding me with a desperation I'd never felt from her
before.
And then her teeth were in my neck.
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