I could feel Sam move inside Luna, just like I could feel my own touch on Nate’s body. Our connection was burning with an almost brutal need that reminded me of the time I’d been the one poisoned. We were trapped together in a vicious circle of sensation and emotion, and we didn’t want to escape.
I released Nate from my embrace, allowing him to make his way to our mate. Sam watched us with hooded eyes, flipping Luna on all fours to give us better access to her body.
As he slid into her from behind, Luna looked at me and Nate, her gaze hazy with desire. In her eyes, I saw the same need that burned through me. Her bloodlust and chaos-induced insanity had turned into something else, and we were all more than happy to take advantage of it.
We didn’t need to speak, not even through our bond. We just needed to act, to move, to embrace the passion between us. And we did exactly that. As Sam pounded in and out of Luna’s pussy, Nate slid his cock into her mouth. Together, the twins fucked our mate, and there was something beautiful and profound about watching them like this. Nate and Sam were identical physically, and yet, so different. Luna fit between them just right, like the scattered pieces of a puzzle. And maybe that should have made me feel excluded, but that wasn’t what happened. I was a part of it too, and I had been ever since that first night, when the twins and I had almost killed one another.
There had been so much death, too much. There had been so much pain and bloodshed. I thrived on it, but I didn’t want it any longer. The only thing I craved was the bond with my mates.
It was easy to join the twins. I made my way to Sam’s side and positioned myself behind him. He and his brother slowed down the pace, and I slid my fingers inside Sam, stretching him and preparing him for penetration.
I didn’t have any lubricant, but I didn’t really need it. Sam’s body easily adjusted to what I was doing. Our bond was sharp with unprecedented hunger, with a savagery and a desperation that I could only compare to the curse of my bloodline. It might have been different in nature, softer, purer, but it was still just as intense.
When I slid inside Sam, all of us groaned at the same time. The sound Luna made was muffled by the cock in her mouth, but I heard it anyway, echoing in my mind, vibrating into the very center of my being.“Yes, yes, please.”
It wasn’t the first time I had sex with a male, but it had never felt so good before. Then again, no experience could compare to the feeling of being with one’s mate, and this was no different. I wasn’t just fucking Sam. I could feel Luna’s pussy clenching around his dick and the pleasure building up inside her as he and Nate claimed her body. I could feel Nate’s almost agonizing ecstasy as he buried his cock into our mate’s mouth, so deep she could barely breathe. And I lost myself in it, in the overwhelming emotions and sensations.
The power of the chaos surged over us, but I wasn’t afraid of it. Our madness and hatred enveloped us, but it wasn’t hostile any longer. It was a gift, and at that moment, as we accepted one another in every possible way, I knew it was forever.
Luna came first, her body shuddering between ours, overwhelmed not just by the pleasure, but by relief. Being with us had cleared her head, and the crimson that had consumed her was gone. Our beautiful connection burned away all traces of the insanity that had almost gotten us killed.
In her ecstasy, she dragged us all over the edge. I buried myself inside Sam’s body one last time and came, digging my claws into his flesh and tearing into his skin, just like I had so many years ago.
Nate and Sam were holding onto Luna just as tightly, though they had enough control to not hurt her. Now that she was no longer violent, it seemed amazing that we’d ever been able to threaten her at all. The only thing I felt was the urge to hold her, apologize to her, and tell her we’d make things better. Somehow.
I didn’t have to do that. As soon as we all pulled away and collapsed together on the sand, Luna stared up at the dark sky, extended her hands, and reached out to the horizon.
“I think… I think I’m going to need to find a lair soon.”
Well, then. That changed things.
Twelve
Chapter 12
Samuel
After the bomb Luna had just dropped, my first instinct was to take her and run. We had a little time at our disposal. For some strange reason—maybe because he thought this would be poetic justice—Alpha Clayton had left our deaths up to Luna. With the Firewolves also there, the pack would be distracted, long enough for me and the others to make our escape.
There was just one problem with that idea. We’d thought the same thing before, when we’d tried to run the first time. And maybe it would have worked if the Bone Crushers hadn’t gotten in our way, but nothing had really changed since we’d spoken to the group of bikers.
“I don’t know about you,” Luna said, “but I don’t think running will fix anything. It’s time to end this.”
I nodded. “We’ve all been running for too long. Maybe that was our mistake. Maybe we shouldn’t have run at all.”
Luna straightened her back and took a deep breath. “No. It’s my fault. I was so busy feeling sorry for myself that I forgot who I was. I heard them say ‘Omega’ and I believed it. I forgot that I’m still a Clayton.
“I won’t let them get away with this. The Wolfsbane Pack has been with my father for too long.”
“What did you have in mind then, Luna?” Rowan asked.
“We can’t face them in open combat, but we don’t have to,” Luna said. “They didn’t play fair either when they sent Ivy to poison me. I’m going to do the same.”
As she explained her plan, I almost changed my mind. It was crazy and dangerous. Assuming her instincts were correct, she was still with pup. She had no business running into a battleground.
But I looked into her eyes, and I knew there was no way to dissuade her. If we didn’t do this tonight, we’d never get a chance to be happy. Rowan’s mother was too convinced an Omega couldn’t be her son’s mate, and our background as exiles didn’t help us at all.
Maybe if we could have waited the chaos out, it would have been different, but we were all done waiting. Our best bet was to strike now, when they didn’t expect us to attack them. “We’re with you, Luna,” I told her. “Always.”
