Chapter 82: Chapter 82

A change occurred in Ethan when those words left my lips, and his emotions engulfed me with all their intensity. It was Liam’s hands that kept me anchored, and Ethan’s touch that calmed my mind.

The bond wasn’t fully formed yet, not without a mutual exchange. Despite the halfway connection between us, I sensed his passion and longing as if they were amplifications of my own. I could almost feel the current flowing among the three of us, a kind of vibrant electrical link in my surroundings, similar to the buzz of an electrified swarm of bees.

With Liam by my side and Ethan gently caressing, I couldn’t conceive of anything more gratifying than this experience. The worry about what was to come dissipated from my mind, unable to endure for another moment as the twins showered me with their attention and care.

“It’s… truly stunning,” I exhaled in astonishment as Ethan lightly pinched my n****e and slid his firm length against my swollen clit, pressing it with enough force to arch my back and relax my jaw.

“This is how much we appreciate you,” Ethan rumbled in my ear, sliding his tongue against my lobe before breaking into a smile.

“Today you teased us, darling,” Liam whispered behind me, gliding his length against my buttocks in long motions.

“We could have picked out that bikini for you, but you used it against us.”

“And you’d do it again,” Ethan chuckled softly.

The pool didn’t provide much lubrication as Liam continued to move inside me, pushing me to the brink between pleasure and pain. Ethan positioned himself at the edge of the pool, freeing his e******n with a smooth motion of his hand. His pale skin stood out under the cabin porch lights, his head swollen and glistening. My tongue ran across my lips as I traced a thick vein along his length, reaching his soft testicles.

“Come and give me oral while I watch my brother enjoy you, darling,” Ethan’s voice was a low growl, his eyes tracking every movement of my bare chest.

Ethan enjoyed taking on the dominant role as much as I enjoyed pleasing them both. It was natural, yielding to Ethan’s demands as if I were born to satisfy him. Don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t let anyone else in this world give me orders, but the twins were exceptions. They were the only ones I would submit to, the only ones I would surrender to. Just as they would yield only to me, I would return that favor.

Part of Ethan’s arrogant demeanor faded as my tongue traveled his length. His hands clenched into fists in my hair, and his head fell back with a hoarse m**n. There was something incredibly gratifying about bringing a man to your mouth. Seeing him completely uncontrolled, completely at your mercy as you stroke him to a toe-curling o****m. That look of awe was one I would never forget.

Liam thrust into me with a strong push. His fingers pressed roughly against my swollen clit, my m**n resonating through Ethan’s length. I could hear Ethan silently encouraging him, urging him to make me tremble and scream with each thrust. It was all incredibly erotic, and the sound of the twins almost made me lose control.

Ethan ejaculated in my mouth, ordering me to swallow every drop. I obeyed just as Liam emptied into me, bringing me to my second o****m. Two amazing o*****s later, the three of us collapsed into one of the chairs by the pool.

They were settled in reclining and plush chairs, ideal for what the twins had in mind. I was seated on Ethan’s lap, my back against his chest. He held my legs in his hands, keeping them spread open. My rear tensed and ached as he slid his once again erect member into me.

Liam watched with dark eyes and an exquisitely mischievous smile on his face. His own member grew hard and taut as he saw his brother enter me atop him. “Look at her blush,” Ethan said in a dark tone, pinching my flushed cheek. I was completely exposed to both of them, in a position that left nothing to the imagination.

“Are you sure you can handle sharing us, darling?” Liam whispered with an intense grin, sitting at the edge of the chair, just inches from my open legs. “She’s more than ready for both of us,” Ethan added in my ear, withdrawing his length from me only to rub it against my rear.

Liam tossed a small bottle of lubricant to Ethan, who gave me a malicious look as our eyes met. My rear throbbed with pain, but the excitement of sharing both of them consumed me. Feeling them both at the same time, I wondered if I would ever experience anything more intense.

I was sandwiched between the twins, with Ethan’s arms holding and spreading my legs. Liam knelt in front of me, guiding his member to my entrance with a passionately intense gaze. Ethan followed suit, covering his length with lubricant before pressing against my rear. They advanced slowly, allowing me to adjust to their presence, setting an exquisitely gradual pace. Just when I thought I couldn’t endure any longer, that I would have to stop, the pain faded completely.

Several seconds of intense amalgamation between pain and pleasure passed before I could start moving. “s**t, I can feel it in her,” Ethan growled, his member pulsating as it entered my tightness. I could sense both of them inside me, separated only by a thin barrier of skin. My movements were limited, every muscle in my body tense due to the sensation of being stretched to the limit.

After a few moments, the sharp pain subsided, giving way to a pleasure so intense that my perception blurred at the edges. “I think I’m better now,” I sighed, noticing Ethan’s fingers digging into my thighs.

Both brothers began to move with noticeable gentleness, penetrating me carefully, as if they wanted to convey affection and consideration with every motion. They didn’t seek to cause me pain unless it was the kind that amplified pleasure. They were both extremely attentive, responding to my cues to speed up or slow down. This was only the second time I had experienced this, and the first time with both of them. Although I knew they might be tempted to lose control and push me to my limit, they held back. It was only when both brothers released similar expressions of pleasure that I finally let myself fall back onto Liam. Their grunts resonated in my ears, mixed with words of praise escaping their lips.

“You’ve done really well, darling,” Liam murmured, brushing the sweaty strands from my forehead. “With time, it’ll get easier,” Ethan assured me, holding me in his arms. That last o****m had been a whirlwind of pain and pleasure, more intense and enduring than the previous ones. My limbs were weak, and I wasn’t sure I could move even if I tried.

With that achy feeling between my legs, the twins led me to our bedroom. I was semi-conscious as I felt the cool sensation of a cloth on my intimacy, cleaning up the mess they had left behind. “Sleep, darling. We’ll take care of you,” Ethan whispered, looking at me with his dark eyes as I lay naked. “Tomorrow we can have more fun.”

“Insatiable alpha,” I murmured half-drowsy before sinking into a deep sleep. My mind was immersed in a dream about the High Council meeting. I was sitting around a massive table, under the grim stares of middle-aged Alphas occupying the other seats. They were debating whether I should live or die. So far, most seemed inclined toward the idea of my death.

As I sat at that round table, a wave of pleasure surged up my legs. Something warm and wet licked between my thighs. I m****d and writhed as that liquid pleasure caressed my clit and entrance. The silver-haired, middle-aged Alphas surrounding me didn’t seem to notice anything, absorbed in their own debate about my fate.

“Oh, God,” I murmured in my dream, feeling the pressure gradually building between my legs. “This can’t be happening.”

“Awake, beautiful.” A husky voice chuckled, sending sweet vibrations through my clit and swollen lips. “You like being given o******x, don’t you?”

My eyes flew open, and light flooded my vision. I could still hear those bothersome Alphas in the background, debating whether I deserved to live or die, whether I posed a threat or not. All persistent fragments of my dream crumbled when Liam looked up from between my legs. He knelt there, his hair disheveled, his lips glistening with my fluids. My gaze lowered even further, and an involuntary exclamation escaped my throat as I saw him shirtless, his member caressed by a firm hand.

“Exactly, darling,” he murmured, his eyes flickering with desire. “Lie back and let me make you feel good. That’s it, look at Ethan. Let him see that cute expression you have when you o****m.”

Indeed, Ethan was sitting a few meters away. He was in a maroon armchair by the fireplace, though he was turned to look at the bed where I was lying. He wore a sleeveless shirt that hugged his body, but he was naked underneath.

His member throbbed as he stroked it, his eyes fixed on his brother and me.

“Good morning, darling,” he spoke, nodding in a way that made my cheeks burn.

“G-good morning, Ethan,” I stammered, arching my back as Liam latched onto my clit with his frenzied tongue. Where Ethan had a cool, refined skill, Liam had an absolute enthusiasm.

“Look at me,” Ethan growled when I directed my gaze toward Liam, gripping my hands in his dark hair. I looked at Ethan just in time and saw flashes of light as an uncontrollable o****m washed over me. Liam wrapped his arms around my legs, devouring my clit with deliberate, sweeping movements.

“Oh, Liam,” I gasped, my body tensing as pleasure enveloped me. The fiery, satisfied look on Ethan’s face as he reached his own c****x extended my o****m. I could feel Liam’s wetness on my thighs. Suddenly, my body relaxed, and my back sank into the bed.

“I think I’ve found my new favorite way to wake up our mate, brother,” Liam grinned, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

“She looks stunning after an o****m,” Ethan replied sincerely, though there was still a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“As much as we’d love to stay in bed all day, and believe me, we would, Aly is downstairs demanding breakfast,” Liam chuckled softly, planting a k**s on my lips that almost made me crave more. “She’s way too stubborn to be a standard pack member,” Ethan muttered to himself, making me laugh and playfully hitting his arm.

Promising me a long day with my twins, I got dressed and headed downstairs. Ethan helped me untangle my hair, and he was surprisingly gentle. I couldn’t help but laugh as he grabbed the small hairbrush with his large hands and gave me a playful tap on the rear.

“Looks like someone had a good wake-up call,” Aly remarked as we descended, a smile on her face. “I’ve always said an o****m a day keeps the bad mood away.”

“Since when do you say that?” I retorted, sticking out my tongue.

“Due to your lack of prior experience, I’ve never mentioned it before,” Aly replied.

Shortly after, conversation gave way to silence. Liam and Ethan were bustling around the kitchen, cracking eggs, cooking bacon, and making incredibly fluffy pancakes. I had never concerned myself with stereotypes of what a man should be. Strong, relentless, quiet and brooding, not particularly skilled in the kitchen, kind, and surprisingly considerate. The twins embodied the perfect blend of everything I needed to grow and thrive.

“These are amazing,” I smiled, adding a drizzle of thick sugar syrup onto the stack of pancakes.

“When I open a bakery someday, you two will be my first employees.”

“Actually, that sounds quite fun,” Liam mused, casting a mischievous glance at Ethan.

It was Aly who remained silent, her green eyes shifting between the three of us. As I explored her emotions, I sensed no anger or jealousy. There was a touch of embarrassment, interest, and a faint trace of excitement and discomfort. The latter two feelings were subtle, as if struggling to find their place in her mind.

“Are you… are you okay?” I asked, sounding a bit awkward.

“Do you want to tell her, or should I?” Ethan spoke slowly, nibbling on a piece of bacon. He was especially attuned to her emotions now, trying to understand what had happened. Ethan was relaxed, he even seemed amused as he looked at Aly. She didn’t seem bothered by the amusement in Ethan’s eyes and returned a defiant look.

“I’m fine, it’s not a big deal,” Aly snorted, one of the few people who dared to roll her eyes at Ethan. Then she turned her face toward me, and I noticed the slight blush on her cheeks. “I heard a noise last night, it woke me up. It sounded like some animal growling or something. Anyway, I looked out the window, and… well, I saw you two.”

“Oh.” That was all I could say, struggling to keep my jaw in place. My face reddened intensely before reminding myself that what we had done was completely natural. Still, the last thing I wanted was for my friend to have witnessed what happened last night.

“No big deal,” she repeated, waving her hand dismissively. “I only looked outside for like three seconds.”

“Fifteen,” Ethan corrected, prompting Aly to growl at him.

“Whatever.” She shrugged and stuffed a forkful of pancakes into her mouth. “My bedroom window was right by the pool. If you hadn’t been moaning and growling for hours, I wouldn’t have woken up. Anyway, I must say I’m a little impressed.”

“Thanks,” Liam chimed in, with a warm smile. “I don’t want to know how much you saw,” I murmured, forcing myself to make eye contact with my close friend.

“We should have been more careful not to wake you up, so I apologize for that.”

“She looks so beautiful when she’s spent,” Ethan grinned, taking a sip from his steaming cup of coffee. “Don’t feel embarrassed, Sussan.”

Aly snorted, “You’re not the first person I’ve seen in that situation, but you’re definitely the most interesting.”

“Okay, that’s enough,” I whispered, placing a hand on my heated forehead. “It’s bad enough that you saw us, I don’t need ongoing commentary about what happened.”

“Fine, fine,” she sighed, waving her hand at me. “When we’re alone, I want details. Details.”

“Yes, ma’am,” I huffed, giving her a sidelong glance. “You know, sometimes I think you might have been a Luna.”

“Hey, maybe I was a Luna in a past life?” she responded, waving her fork. “But a Luna better than you? Nah, you’re already a good Luna, even if you’re still in training.”

“Much appreciated,” I smiled slowly, thankful for the change of subject.

Aly left shortly after breakfast and headed back home to finish packing her things. We were all going to stay in the city, arranging a series of meetings at a very specific hotel. We had no choice but to stay in a High Table-owned hotel, which made Liam and Ethan even more determined to protect me.

Once Aly was gone, we picked up where we had left off that morning. After a while of intense, sweaty activity, I asked the twins when they would mark me. Their own marks were healing at a surprising pace, and I was eager to see how mine would turn out. It seemed that theirs were different from each other’s, and mine was different from theirs too.

“We’ll mark you tonight, darling,” Liam smiled softly, leading me into the steamy shower that was ready. “Sometimes it’s tougher for the Lunas when they’re marked. Assimilating a part of an Alpha can be a bit disorienting.”

“Plus, I’ll be getting two marks,” I nodded as I stepped under the hot stream and let out a m**n. “Do you think I’d pass up that opportunity?”

“There’s a chance you might,” Ethan shrugged and joined Liam and me in the shower. “If you decide to, we’ll take care of you until you wake up.”

“With the way I woke up this morning, I’m sure you both will take very good care of me,” I smiled, feeling that comforting ache between my legs as I moved.

Just as we were getting ready to step out of the shower, a loud thud echoed through the entire house. While with my human ears I wouldn’t have heard anything, thanks to my acute werewolf hearing, I managed to pinpoint the sound of the thud against the thick wood. It was as if a hammer was striking a nail, breaking through the sound of running water.

“Expecting someone?” I asked, curious.

“No one.” Liam frowned and his eyes turned to Ethan. “There’s no one living around us for at least ten miles.”

The three of us rushed out of the shower and made our way to the bedroom. I slipped on a comfy t-shirt and leggings before pulling on some fluffy socks. I followed the twins downstairs, trying to peer over their shoulders as they opened the front door. I managed to squeeze in between them at the last moment and found myself face-to-face with a pair of surprisingly blue eyes.

“Miss Sussan, just the she-wolf I’ve been looking for,” the man nodded, his eyes a vibrant shade of blue, much lighter than mine. His eyes were narrowed and filled with determination.

The color and shape of his eyes reminded me of shards of glass, poised to pierce and cut through skin. His hair had a subtle golden hue, more akin to wheat than anything else. His build was muscular without being overly bulky or lean. He was dressed with impeccable elegance, quite different from what you’d expect in a cabin in the woods. His suit jacket had a deep blue tone, almost black under the sun. He wore a button-up shirt underneath and dark trousers. His hair was swept to the side, his face clean-shaven and smooth.

It wasn’t until he opened his mouth to speak that I thought he looked like some sort of businessman. “Future Alpha of the Lunar Pack, son of Alpha David Zoe. Heir to the first seat at the High Table…” He spoke in fluent English, pronouncing each syllable with great precision. This man knew how to use his words like weapons, sharp and venomous.

My jaw slackened a bit as Ethan cut him off, stepping forward with his imposing presence. The twins had an overwhelming presence, towering over the man with their powerful forms. Don’t get me wrong, the other man looked capable of holding his own in a fight, but I was clearly the weakest link.

“Nicolas Zoe,” Ethan stated, interrupting, his voice deep and resonant. Nicola’s eyes narrowed, and I felt my own protective instinct activating within me like acid. He was clearly annoyed. I knew it both from the movement of his lips and the tense, angry emotions radiating from his body.

“May I come in?” he asked, though there was no doubt in his tone. He was going to come in, whether we liked it or not. Both twins stiffened at the clear challenge in his tone. “I’ve traveled a long way to speak with Miss Sussan, and I’d prefer not to leave without what I came for.”