Page 17 of In the Mouth of the Wolf

“Alright, I’m leaving now. I don’t know how long it’s going to take though. I sincerely doubt anyone’s cleared the backroads.”

“Just get there when you can. Archer thinks we still have til morning, at the earliest.”

His front door slammed shut and I heard his car beep. “In that case I’ll swing by the store. It should still be open. We’re going to need supplies, right?”

Shit, we would, wouldn’t we? I had some non-perishables up there, but I didn’t think Marlowe would appreciate eating canned beans for a week straight.

“Cookies,” I mumbled.

“What?”

Elias had told me about their conversation over breakfast. “She… she likes sweet stuff, get lots of cookies and crap.”

Nolan chuckled. “Damn, spoken like a real alpha taking care of his omega. She’s already got you wrapped around her finger, doesn’t she?”

I huffed. “You’re not going to sound so high and mighty once you meet her. Elias nearly killed me this morning.”

I would’ve done the same thing if I’d been in his shoes, but I’d never seen that kind of aggression in Elias’s eyes before. Even in high school, when we played football and were nothing but raging bags of hormones, he’d always been Mr. Cool Guy. Seeing him go off the rails and get so messed up over a female was all the proof I needed of the power omegas held over us.

“What the hell, you’ve all met her already? Why am I the last to even know?” he asked.

“She only arrived this morning, and she’s been in Eau Claire this whole time. So like I said, it’s a long story and we need to get going ourselves.”

“Fine, fine. I’ll see you up there with a whole bakery’s worth of sugar.”

I grinned. Iwasworried, but I also looked forward to the smile on Marlowe’s face when she saw how much we wanted to spoil her.

7

MIKE

Grace ground her cunt against my face while Jen rolled her hips along my cock. My balls tightened as Grace moaned, tensing her body while holding onto the headboard, her climax rushing towards her.

“Fuck, yes, Mike, don’t stop!”

I nicked her clit with my tooth and lapped up the drops of blood, her thunderous screams spurring me on. Once she finished coming, I pushed her off and then pulled Jen down onto my chest, holding her still as I thrusted up into her furiously.

Her moans were delightful, and I kept up my steady assault. Grace crawled behind her, licking her fingers then pressing them up against Jen’s ass.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Jen screamed.

“Yeah, you like that?” I asked, forcing another whimper from her throat.

Hm, it wasn’t quite the same pitch as Marlowe, but she was trying. I’d shown the two of them the videos I’d secretly recorded of me and Mar so they could improve their performances.

They also didn’t taste as sweet, nor did their cunts wrap around me as nicely.

But that’s why Marlowe was my Lunessa.

She was the queen, the one I loved the most, and the rest of the women were brought into my servaglio to fill in the gaps where the Lunessa fell short, or when she needed a break.

Luckily for me, Marlowe’s appetite was almost as voracious as mine, so I only needed my servaglio when she wasn’t home and for the few acts she wasn’t keen on doing.

I’d never given Jen a passing glance at work until about a year ago when I’d brought Marlowe to a company party. She had been drunk, and while Marlowe had been in the bathroom, Jen had told me how attracted she was to the both of us and would have loved to be our unicorn.

Marlowe wasn’t ready for that yet, but I certainly had been.

I started fucking her during lunch breaks, and during an eventful business trip to Shanghai, I had revealed what I was and what our relationship would look like if she wanted to continue. Jen was a rare woman - bisexual without a jealous bone in her body. She desired Marlowe as much as she desired me, so she was the perfect second.

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