Fuck, it’s hard to focus on anything other than the weight of the woman in my arms, the heat of her wrapped around my shaft.

All I want to do is slam her against one of these walls and rut into her until I fill her again, make sure she’s so full she’ll never get rid of me. I still can’t believe she wanted us to fuck her raw. I’ve never been with anyone without a condom before, but this is my mate.Mine.Stuffing her full of my seed is playing to every fantasy I’ve ever had. Jax isn’t the only one with a breeding kink.

She kisses me again, and fuck, I can’t see, can’t think. Need to unload my cum into her until she overflows, dripping around my knot.

No. Bad Bear. Focus.Just gotta get to the end of the hall, up the stairs, and out of the death trap. Then I can fuck our girl senseless again.

Roman keeps a hand on my upper back, steadying me as I carry Cora down the dark hall. When we get to the step that triggers the first trap, he stops me, reminding me to step over it. Fuck, I’m glad I’m not down here alone.

Cora whimpers and whines, bitting my shoulder, begging to be fucked and bonded. It takes all of my control to keep putting one foot in front of the other. The intense focus is enough to make my knot deflate, but my cock stays hard inside her.

“Almost there,” Roman says, anchoring me in the present.

The stairway is brighter now, and I can see the steps in front of me. There’s a pale blue light coming from above. Archer and Jax got the wall released. When we make it to the top, muted voices have me sighing in relief. They're okay.

“Almost there,” Roman repeats like a fucking mantra as he guides me around the rubble from Jax’s demolition job.

Once we’ve cleared the rocks, I’m running with Cora bobbing on my cock. “Archer!”

“Archeeerrrr!” She yells a beat after I do, dragging out the end of his name with a whine.

We round the curve in the path, and I spot Jax first. He’s gathering up his sleeping bagand shoving it in his pack, but stops as soon as he sees us. “Oh, good, you made?—”

“Archer,” Cora groans, cutting him off.

“Where’s Archer?” I ask.

Jax juts his chin toward the back of the pools where the fountain is. “Filling up the canteens.”

The moment Cora sees our beta, she twists to the side and reaches for him, keeping her legs locked around me. He answers her call, hurrying to her and holding the canteen up for her to drink. “I’m here, sweetheart.”

“Missed. You.” She ignores the water and nuzzles his neck, scent marking him.

He pulls back to look in her eyes. “Really?”

“We both did.” With one arm still banded under Cora’s ass, I use my other to pull him close, kissing his forehead.

His sigh is one of relief, but when Cora reaches down and grabs his cock, his gasp is all pleasure.

He’s not hard, but that doesn’t stop our girl. She strokes him, her lips frantically searching his while I hold them both in my arms. Archer wiggles enough to get the canteen between us and holds it to my lips. I take a long draw of water. Didn’t realize how thirsty I was. It takes a bit of convincing, but he eventually manages to get Cora to drink, too.

“Need you. Both,” she whines after finishing the water. She brings her arms to my shoulders, trying to use the leverage to bounce herself on my cock. “Please,” she whimpers. “Please, fill me.”

I raise an eyebrow at Archer. “You good to go again?”

His eyes widen, like he’s been caught doing somethingnaughty. And he’s chewing on that damn thumbnail again. “Yeah, um, about that…”

I pull the digit away from his lips and replace it with my mouth. “How did he make you come, baby? Did he fuck your ass?”

Cora groans at my dirty words. “Yes, fuck, yes.”

Archer shakes his head. “He sucked me off… then spit my cum in my mouth.”

“Fuck!” I throw my head back as Cora clamps down around me. “Our girl likes that. Let her have a taste, baby.”

“I need you,” she begs, grabbing for him.

Archer keeps his eyes on me, even as he strokes Cora’s hair. “You’re not… upset?”