Page 77 of Mated to the Werewolves
“Almost two hours,” I tell him, checking the alarm clock on the windowsill. “Still a while to go.”
The night is still dark, without a hint of dawn. It’s snowing, so sunlight won’t be immediately visible, but our bodies will know when it’s over.
“I won’t last,” Troy chokes out. “Seb, you’re up. Hurry. I can’t fuck her while she’s asleep.”
My dick twitches, precum already gathering at the tip. I’m not a hundred percent sure, but I don’t think Emma would mind waking up when she was already coming. If Troy teased her…
But no, I feel like an asshole just thinking it, so I tell my dick a firmnoand motion for Sebastian to switch places with Troy.
“Don’t look so eager,” Troy grumbles at our youngest pack member. “It’s torture, you’ll see soon enough.”
Emma grumbles as Troy leaves her side, her eyelids twitching in her sleep. A frown line appears between her eyebrows, and she shivers, as if already missing her mate’s body heat.
“Hurry,” Troy instructs Sebastian. He grasps his own cock and gives it a long stroke. “Don’t let her wake up.”
But the moment Sebastian lines himself up and lifts Emma’s thigh to slide all the way home, she lets out a low moan and stretches, rolling her hips against his.
“Fuck!”
Sebastian’s hips jerk forward in one hard, quick thrust, jostling Emma on the bed. Her full tits bounce, her mouth falls open on a gasp—and she’s awake, her gorgeous eyes still unfocused, her cheeks pink as if even in her sleep, she was aware of what’s going on.
“Carter?”
She reaches out for me, and I’m powerless to resist. I crawl to her on the bed and brush her messy hair back from her forehead. “Yeah, sweetheart, we’re here.”
She moves in the bed, and Sebastian whines low in his throat, his claws shredding the sheet beside him.
“You have to stop moving, Emma.” I cup her face with my palm to soothe her. “And you need your rest. Be good now and don’t torture Sebastian any more than necessary.”
Her movements grow more restless, and she frowns again, this time focusing her bleary-eyed glare on me. “Whereishe? I need him, Alpha. Need him to—hmm.”
Her eyelids flutter shut again, and she quiets for a moment, though her skin is growing damp with sweat, her heartbeat fluttering at the base of her throat.
“Fuuuuck.” Sebastian strains his body, visibly trying to make himself lie perfectly still. “You weren’t kidding, man. Thisistorture.”
“She needs the rest.” I stroke her cheek, unable to keep my hands away. “If you can hold on, at least for a while, try to do that. Then we’ll switch places, yeah?”
Sebastian nods, his teeth gritted and on display. “I think I can do that. But not if she keeps squeezing me. I thought watching you be inside her was difficult, but this is something else.”
“I know.” I reach over and run my fingers through his scruffy mane. His fur is still damp from our shower, and yet he smells like sex and Emma. “You’re doing so well, baby.”
His eyes flare wide, and he looks up at me, desperate. “Don’t say that! You know what that does to me, man.”
I grin, only slightly repentant. “Sorry. But I have to tell you the truth, don’t I?”
Our murmurs seem to have lulled Emma back to sleep, so I glance over my shoulder to see where Troy has gone—but he’s not there anymore. Frowning, I follow his scent down the hallway to find him in the bathroom, stroking his cock in the shower while water pelts down on him. I stride forward to join him, then hiss when the first droplets hit my outstretched hand—they’re ice-cold.
“What the hell, Troy?” I pull back, watching him warily. “Are you okay?”
He hangs his head so the spray hits the back of his head. “I nearly fucked her while she wasasleep, Carter. This fucking full moon…” He snarls as his hand flies faster over his cock. “It’s making mefeelthings. I don’t want to hurt Emma, but I wanted to bite her and fuck her until she was begging me to stop. I can’t be around her, but I can’t leave either. I wanted to go outside to cool off, but my feet wouldn’t carry me that far from her.”
My heart pangs at the raw, painful confession. Troy is the best man I’ve ever met, loyal and protective to a fault, and to see him suffering like this is doing strange things to my chest.I’m the alpha, after all. I was supposed to take care of my pack during this full moon, and I hadn’t even realized how badly Troy was affected.
I step into the shower, wincing at the cold water. “Hey.” I grasp Troy’s wrist and stop his movements, which have become more punishing than I’d like. “Look at me.”
His blue eyes flash golden, but he focuses on me, his big body heaving with fast breaths. “I’m looking.”
I offer him a wry smile. “Your wolf is chafing at you, right? Wanting to challenge me so you’d be the alpha of the pack, so you could give orders about how to treat our mate?”
