Lana pov
His reaction hurt on a way deeper level than it should have.
I know it was wrong to watch him in the shower, but with the way his pleasure pulled me to him, I just couldn't resist, I couldn't stop myself from watching him feel good.
The way our names fell from his lips can't stop replaying in my head. My core burns with deep desire for him, for my mate.
He just ran the last few boxes of my stuff to the castle, he said it would be quicker than having to drive the long way there, and that it is better for my car to stay here that I have a hidden way to get away when something bad happens. I hope not.
There's this tingle all over my skin, the burn of a gaze, the same burn I felt within one of my first nights here.
That first night the burning hot gaze made my body feel uneasy, yet now that I know the source of it, it has created a burn deep in my core.
No matter how fast i move from room to room The hot stare never seizes to set me free from its fiery hold.
It feels like some sort of game has begun and I have yet to learn the rules, I just may aswell make them up as I go.
Once I reach my bedroom standing at the foot of my bed, the sound of my heavy breathing the only thing audible above the rapid beating of my heart in the empty manor as I pull of my shirt and shorts. Leaving me in my matching black lace underwear.
He wants to watch.
I'll give him a show.
Slowly I run my hands over my curves and just as my hands reach the swell of my breasts they freeze. The hungry glowing green eyes of the wolf before me has frozen me in place.
My core burns with desire as he stalks toward me. How ironic isn't it? My one mate watching me from windows like a stalker and the other slowly stalking towards me like a lion to its prey.
The back of my legs hit the mattress as I moves a step back for every step he took closer, It took split seconds for Callan to pin me to the bed, his white fur tickling the exposed skin on my stomach.
His cold wet nose presses to my neck making me gasp arching my back into him seeking for the tingles that filled my most vulnerable parts to consume me whole. His touch and the burning gaze sending me into a frenzy of need.
Callan shifts back into his human form, in all his naked glory hovering above me, just as his hard cock presses to my stomach an agressive and possessive growl rips through the air head snapping to the open balcony curtains.
"It's Zephyr," he states through gritted teeth.
"I know," I nearly don't recognize my own voice.
"He's watching us," his body presses into mine and it takes everything in me not to moan from the feeling.
"Let him."
Callan's lips connect with mine and i let my eyes fall shut, the mate bond consuming my entire body and soul.
My legs wrap around his waist and a low growl rips past his lips as his cock rubs against my clothed pussy, "Fuck," he hisses and bucks his hips into me.
"Such a needy puppy," I tease making his eyes snap to mine, the bright green turns a shade darker making me shiver.
"You'll eat those words Princess," His teeth graze the swell of my breasts and I'm pretty sure he can hear my heartbeat pick up. The organ ready to jump out of my chest.
Movement from the corner of my eye catches my attention, as my head falls to the right my eyes hazilly connecting with Zyph's. A small smirk tugs at his lips but all the sensations that consume me is getting too overbearing.
"Please Daddy," My eyes turn back to Callan who's littering my chest with kisses and hickeys,"fuck please mark me daddy," I look at Zyph the black hoody hugging his every muscle, the hood casting a shadow over his perfectly sculpted jawline causing my core to clench.
"I can't wait to fuck those dirty words out of your mouth," a sharp sting forms on my chest as Zephyr says that, a scream leaving from my mouth as his teeth sink into my flesh, "Bunny," he finishes his sentence.
The sting turns into a blinding pleasure and a needy moan slips from my lips, hands running to Callan's back my nails sinking into his skin as he digs his teeth deeper into my chest a growl leaving his lips.
I can feel the wetness spreading over my thighs, my thong not nearly enough to conceal my need as my hips grind into his, the hard length of his cock getting soaked with my arousal.
Looking to the balcony I see my other mate has disapeared.
"Soo pretty," Callan says as he admires the mark he has created," I'm sorry I freaked out earlier,I just-"
"It's alright Cal, I am sorry too, I just couldn't help myself," I release a shaky breath my body still burning with desire but curiosity won this time,"So you and Magnus huh?"
He blushes.
The big alpha male, who doesn't like being called puppy, fucking blushed.
Something from downstairs shatters.
"Someone is in the house," and with that he's out the room in wolf form stalking down the stairs. Talk about being saved my the bell.
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My Mates
RomantizmLana was born with a gift, a gift that she saw as more of a curse. When her father dies she moves into his cabin in the woods but little did she know that she wasn't alone in those trees. Errotic dreams turn into living out those fantasies. Zephyr...