Page 143 of Marked By Alphas 2: Claimed

“My turn,” he said, stepping forward to sweep Kai into his arms.

“Do I get a say in this rotation schedule?” Kai asked, though his arms automatically wound around Caleb’s neck.

“Absolutely,” Caleb assured him with a grin. “You can say ‘yes, please’ or ‘thank you, Caleb.’”

Kai rolled his eyes, but the corners of his mouth twitched upward. “Your modesty is truly inspiring.”

“One of my many virtues,” Caleb agreed, carrying Kai toward the stone wall of the ceremonial chamber. The ancient stones radiated a subtle warmth, the smooth surface covered in elegant wallpaper that somehow managed to make the underground room feel luxurious rather than confining.

“What are you doing?” Kai asked as Caleb backed him against the wall.

“Changing the angle,” Caleb replied, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. “I want to see your face when you come apart for me.”

The sight was breathtaking—Kai’s glowing skin against the rich, dark wallpaper, his silver-white tail curving elegantly against his back. His eyes were pure molten gold now, lips parted on quickened breaths, scales shimmering across his collarbones and down his chest like living jewelry.

“Always with the theatrics,” Kai quipped, though his pulse visibly quickened at the neck. “You three and your need for dramatic backdrops.”

“Can’t help it,” Caleb said, pressing closer until they were chest to chest. “You inspire the dramatic in us.”

With one smooth movement, he lifted Kai, using his supernatural strength to support his mate’s weight. Kai’s legs wrapped around his waist instinctively, his arms tightening around Caleb’s neck as Caleb positioned him against the wall.

The contrast between them was striking—Caleb’s tanned skin against Kai’s luminescent paleness, his muscular bulk dwarfing Kai’s slender frame. The size difference had always been arousing, but now, with Kai’s supernatural beauty on full display, it was almost unbearably erotic.

“I’m going to fuck you until you can’t remember your own name,” Caleb growled, his usual playfulness replaced by something darker, hungrier. His wolf was pacing just beneath his skin, demanding to claim, to mark, to possess.

“Big talk,” Kai challenged, though his quickened breathing betrayed his arousal. “Let’s see if you can back it up.”

The challenge ignited something primal in Caleb. With a snarlthat was barely human, he thrust into Kai in one powerful movement, burying himself to the hilt. The sensation of Kai’s tight heat surrounding him nearly undid him on the spot.

“Fuck,” Caleb groaned, his forehead dropping to rest against Kai’s. “You feel so fucking good.”

Kai’s only response was a strangled moan, his body arching against Caleb’s as he adjusted to the intrusion. Through their bond, Caleb could feel the mix of pleasure and pain, the exquisite stretch that bordered on too much but somehow remained perfect.

“Move,” Kai demanded, his fingers digging into Caleb’s shoulders. “Please, Caleb, move.”

Caleb didn’t need to be told twice. He established a rhythm that was just shy of brutal, each thrust driving Kai harder against the wall. The sounds of skin against skin, of Kai’s breathless moans and Caleb’s animalistic growls, filled the chamber.

His wolf was dangerously close to the surface now, howling its triumph with each thrust. Caleb could feel his eyes glowing electric blue, his canines lengthening as his control slipped further. The shift threatened to overtake him, his body caught between human and wolf as he claimed his mate.

“Mine,” he snarled, the word barely recognizable through his partially shifted mouth. “Ours.”

“Yours,” Kai agreed, his voice breaking on a particularly deep thrust. “God, Caleb, all yours.”

The submission in those words drove Caleb’s wolf into a frenzy. He fucked into Kai harder, faster, his movements becoming less coordinated as his primal side took over. One hand braced against the wall, the other gripping Kai’s hip hard enough to bruise, he drove them both toward completion with single-minded determination.

“Going to fill you up,” Caleb growled, his voice rough with the partial shift. “Going to make you take every fucking drop.”

“Yes,” Kai gasped, his head falling back against the wall. “Please, Caleb, I need?—”

“I know what you need,” Caleb interrupted, shifting his angle to hit that perfect spot inside Kai. “Need my cock, need to be filled, need to be claimed.”

Each word was punctuated with a thrust that had Kai crying out, his body trembling on the edge of release. Caleb could feel it building through their bond, the pressure mounting with each movement, each touch, each filthy word whispered against Kai’s skin.

“Come for me,” Caleb commanded, reaching between them to stroke Kai’s cock in time with his thrusts. “Let me taste you, baby.”

Kai came with a cry that echoed through the chamber, his release painting both their stomachs as his body convulsed with pleasure. The sensation of Kai tightening around him, combined with the waves of ecstasy flowing through their bond, pushed Caleb over the edge. He buried himself deep, his own climax hitting with an intensity that made his knees weak.

As soon as he could move, Caleb dropped to his knees, his mouth finding Kai’s still-sensitive cock. The taste exploded across his tongue—honey and magic and raw power, sweeter than any wine, more potent than any drug. The moment Kai’s essence touched his mouth, a surge of power rushed through him—electric and intoxicating.

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