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th co ar Kander $50 basically Malacht doesn’t know shit. He scowled as he tipped the bottle of whiskey to pour us all a drink.
“Have some,” he said.
Lanie shook her head when I offered one to her. “At least not now.”
“How can you be sure he’s telling the truth?” Mason took a glass, tossed back the amber liquid, and held it out for a refill. “Are you sure you can trust him?”
Zane kissed Lanie, sending some beta energy to us both. I relaxed into it, but Mason resisted before relaxing. Zane had shared a book; it was still taking my brother some time to accept Zane’s role. He would have to work on it. Obviously, he wanted Zane to be his Beta, but something was holding him back.
“If he’s any good, if we can’t trust him, we might as well leave here right now. And then what? Where else do we go?” Mason growled, his voice tinged with a hint of Lily’s growl, and his eyes flashed.
“You need to relax,” Lanie stopped and grinned when her eyebrows flew up. “I was going to say relax, but if you have something else in mind?”
To my relief, seeing my Luna upset, she laughed.
She just smiled and looked over at the stocked bar. “First, I’d love a glass of red wine.”
“Out,” Zane said at once.
When we’d seated on the couch with our drinks, Lanie put her feet in my Beta’s lap. He began rubbing her soles, really digging in, and her moan of pleasure rippled through the room, an answering echo in the air.
“I don’t want to leave,” Lanie said after a few sips. She sighed and let her head fall against the couch while Zane’s fingers worked their magic. She tilted her head, one eye closed, as she looked at me. “How are you all feeling?”
I sipped the smoky elixir, missing the flavors while trying to put my thoughts into words.
“Whiskey, I’ll say that. This top-shelf stuff is incredible.”
“The food’s out of this world,” Mason retorted as Zane massaged Lanie’s toes. “Had a steak the size of my head for lunch.”
Mason snorted. “Guess now we know how to keep you happy: a slab of beef and a bottle of whiskey.”
“Mason, love, tell me what your instincts say,” Lanie murmured.
For a minute, he didn’t answer, but each time he seemed to need it. Finally, he shrugged.
“Fuck if I know. Fine, I like it here. I don’t want to. I don’t want to trust anyone here, especially not an Ancient who killed our father. But finding out how many of them are there…my mind’s fucking blown, okay?”
“Us,” Lanie corrected gently. “Not them. Us, supernaturals.”
“Us,” I added. “And my mind’s blown, too, brother. Just so you don’t feel so alone.”
We raised our glasses to each other, too far apart to clink them but toasting anyway. Mason shivered as he sipped. His smile was grim.
“Damn, but you’re right about the whiskey, though,” he said.
Zane lifted each of Lanie’s feet and kissed them before settling them back into his lap and reaching for his own glass off the coffee table. His Beta strengths supported us all. He sipped before speaking.
“It feels right to be here,” he said. “I felt it as soon as we got here, and I keep feeling it, more and more. I want our children to grow up knowing about other supernaturals. I don’t want them isolated and lied to, the way we were. I’m with you on that, Lanie.”
She nodded and took another slow sip of the wine. Her cheeks had flushed. I could smell a rising heat from her, and again, my cock twitched.
“I do feel they’re safe here,” she said.
“For now,” Mason put in. “Are we going to tell Gabriela what Lanie learned today?”
I shared a look with Lanie. Somehow, finding out our daughter had inherited witch blood through me via my mother had left me less upset than I would’ve been even a few weeks ago. “She deserves to know, doesn’t she?”
“Yes. But let Malachi do it, I think,” Lanie said. With a grin, she rubbed her foot against Zane’s crotch and giggled when he groaned. “Right now, my loves, do you realize something very, very important?”
I drained my glass and put it down, already having a hint of her meaning. “What’s that?”
“Our children are in school, and your mother has her own entire set of rooms for when she visits, wherever she is. We are, for the first time ever, totally and utterly…alone.”
I was already on my feet, followed by Mason, and then Zane, who scooped her into his arms. “Bedroom,” I growled.
Mason–
The four of us were so eager for each other, I could almost see the scent of our mutual arousing glimmering in the air. Lanie clung to Zane, giggling and pressing her face into his neck as he carried her into our massive bedroom. I shut the door behind us, while my brother was already tugging off his shirt.
“What does my Luna desire?” Zane asked her.
Lanie lifted her head. Her eyes gleamed, her wolf calling to all of ours. The connection between us flared, opening up sensations that flooded me. My c ock ached, pressing the front of my jeans.
“I really want to try out that shower,” she said in a low voice.
“Your wish is my command.” With a grin, Zane strode toward our ensuite.
Inside it, a tiled shower with four separate overhead shower heads awaited. More jets lined the walls. Next to it was a tub big enough to hold the four of us, which meant it was more like a private swimming pool. Lush greenery hung all over, fed by grow lights that mimicked a summer sky, and the far wall had been painted with a mural of a forest so detailed it looked like you could walk right into it.
Zane set Lanie on her feet and captured her mouth with a kiss. His hands fit on her hips, and she pushed onto her toes to mold her mouth to his. I waited for jealousy to slice me open, but the only envy I felt was a desire to taste her, myself.
“We are a unit. Mates. There’s no room to covet what any of the others have, because we all share everything.” Lanie’s soft voice eased into my mind. “I want Zane and Xander, and I want you, Mason. All of you. None of you above the other. None of us below…although I do want to be under you all…
Also gratitude.
out loud at her naughty innuendo. My heart beat and swelled with adoration, love, and desire.
I could feel how that was all shared by my co-mates as we surrounded our Luna. Mouths met. Hands roamed. Piece by piece, we slipped her clothes away until she was fully, gloriously naked in the center of our circle Zane started the shower water, checking the temp. Xander gathered soft towels from a cupboard and hung them on the heating rack. I found some shower gels and soft sponges in another cupboard and put them in the shower niches.
Then, we began to worship our Luna Lanie–
I stepped under the soft, fine spray that was more like a mist than a real shower. Zane had set the temperature perfectly, and I thought my thanks to him i bent my head to let the water run over my neck and down my back. In a few minutes I might want a stronger spray, but for now, this was amazing “It’s like being to a soft ratai torerad Lee what imagine it would beske tote standing at the jutskirts of a tropical waterfall”
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Me.
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“Tickies,” I murmured into Zane’s kiss.
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He ran his tongue down amgopas‘0 the trance of my a ss cheeks, and I moaned nd jumped at the surprise of the sensation.
I sensed more than heard his giggle. The three of thanworditandem one hand shipping between my highs to set my feet wider apart. Another using the sponge excubbisisow cercles between my legs. A tongue Itding atong the seam of my buttocks.
“Ch…” It was all I could manage to get out, the single, harsh sound I put a hand on Zane’s shoulder as he knelt in front of me. He worked the sponge in slow determined recres against my c lit. I thought it would be too rough, but the sponges noobsweewhat made the pleasure so uch better.
Kander lifted one of my breasts to his lips and suckled softly on the nippleli yaadd my knees or weak Itwas held up by my lovers and didn’t fall.
And then O f uck Oh, f uck, Mason! Yes!”
Lanie–
Mason’s tongue had found the most secret part of me.
I fell a little forward, both of my hands on Xander’s shoulders a wou met up. The angle made it even asier for Mason to circle his tongue against the tight knot of muscles that it never dreamed never thought…
Shuddering, I gave up to the desire lighting me up like a sparkter. Zane of my nip as his fingers replaced at he sponge. He pressed them inside my p ussy, one, then another, stretchintone Xantier turned his attention to ny other nipple as I gripped him harder.
He groaned at the way my nails dug into his skin, but a rush of his arousal pummeled me. We were all ding each others’ waves.
Rising, rising, easing back and cresting but not going over Mason’s tongue circled me in a slow, steady motion that had me shuddering ife and Zame must’ve onnected, because Zane f ucked his fingers into me with the same pace. Xander joined then fr lips tugging t each nipple in perfect timing.
Every part of my body was alight. On fire. Burning, even under the fine, misty warmthan the simwer “Yes, give up to this,” Mason thought to me.
“I’ve never His voice chuckled through the link. “I know. Let go. Let us pleasure you.”
“It’s so f ucking weird to hear you speaking so clearly, even when your mouth is occupied, gaspect loud.
His chuckle this time was out loud, and the vibration of his lips added a new level of ecstasy s old that I actually screamed a little bit and tried to get away from him. I couldn’t move. I was pinn Mason’s questing tongue worshiping my rosebud, while Zane’s fingers slid in and out of my clenchin With each tug of Xander’s lips on my nipples, I thought I might just explode.
The three of them worked my body with precision until all I could do was what Mason had ordered. Sive in. Give up “I want your mouth on my cl it, Zane Please, I moaned, but i was rewarded with a chuckle from hum.
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