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“I’m already close,” I tell Ferris, losing control. “I want you to come.”

“Yes,” he whines, “I’m close too.”

I thrust harder against his ass, pulling further back on each plunge while I maintain my strokes over his pulsing dick. On my next thrust, the head of my cock bumps his asshole, and I feel it kiss the head, opening just enough for me to exert the smallest pressure. I can feel the moon pulling on my wolf, demanding more, so I do it again, but this time as soon as my broad head begins to stretch his hole, I squeeze his knot, hard.

That’s all it takes for Ferris to stiffen and explode, spurting cum all over Raine’s stomach, legs, and pussy. “Yes, give it to us,” I grit out, fucking against his crease like an animal. He falls forward, resting his body on top of Raine, and I release his knot to grip his ass cheeks myself and use him, just like he wanted. I rut so hard that my knot bumps against his muscular cheeks with every glide along his crease, and the pressure in my swinging balls becomes too much.

I watch as Raine and Ferris cuddle, coming down together, and then they share a sweet, languorous kiss. That’s all it takes for my orgasm to possess my body, shaking me to my core as my cum erupts all over Ferris’s back.

My growl doesn’t stop until every last spurt of my cum is painting his skin. I pant, petting Ferris’s shoulders, and stroking his soaking wet curls. “Alright?” I check in, oddly nervous that it was too much for him.

“Alright,” he breathes, and I sigh a deep, satisfied breath when his scent confirms his contentment.

I kiss Ferris’s shoulder and then stretch to press a sweet kiss to Raine’s nose. She smiles, totally blissed out, and says, “Bed, now.”

I help them pack everything back into the tent, then we all take advantage of the rain, rinsing the cum and muddy ground from our bodies. My heart is so full, my wolf is so content, but the light of the full moon creeps into the corners of my mind, threatening to outshine and erase my happiness.

After we sleep, I have to tell them about my rut.

[ 46 ]

FERRIS

The Wastes

4 Days Until the Full Moon

If I didn’t have aching bruises in the shape of Dair’s teeth on my neck, I might have convinced myself that last night didn’t happen. I never imagined a future like this, with a pack intertwined with each other like beautiful, twisting vines. I had never even considered that alphas might want each other the way I want Dair, but I know in the depths of my soul that this is how our pack is supposed to be.

It almost feels like I’m getting away with something I don’t deserve. A true mate and a packmate who transcends the lines of friendship? These things should be impossible for someone like me, yet the subtle sting of Dair’s teeth marks comforted me this morning while I waited for my pack to wake. Every little twinge I feel as we hike is reassurance that I am wanted and that this is real. Dair has looked over at the bruise with glowing eyes more times than I can count.

Would Dair share a bond with me? River wanted to wait until we had an omega to create a pack bond between us, but then again, the only feelings we had for each other were platonic. There was no rush with River, but my alpha craves that permanency with Dair in a way that makes me feel vulnerable.

A little after midday, I notice the sound of running water. It’s soft, like a gentle burble, and we veer off course to track it down to a slowly flowing creek, likely filled by the prior day’s rain.

Raine strips naked faster than I thought possible and wades into the shallow stream, calling out for me to get her soap. We all bathe, rinsing the storms and each other from our skin. It feels fucking amazing after washing with a cloth and minimal water for several days. Once clean, Raine finger-combs her waves and we bask on the rocky creek edge, drying in the sun.

Like in our tent, Raine lies between us, cuddled into both of our bodies. Dair is quieter than usual, only really talking to answer Raine’s questions. He watches the sky like he’s looking for answers in the pale-blue clouds.

As we’re packing up, Raine goes back to the creek to refill a few of the new jars we’ve emptied, and I take my chance to ask Dair, “Are you alright?”

He studies me, uncertainty in his eyes. “Was last night okay?”

Ah, so he’s stewing. “Yes, I loved every moment. Was it okay for you?”

“Gods, yes,” he breathes. “But can I ask you a question?” I nod, so he continues, “Were you and River ever . . . together?”

I immediately respond, “No, it wasn’t like that for us. At least, not on my end. I always wondered if River wanted more, but he never brought it up, and I never had feelings for him beyond friendship.” Despite the jealous cramp in my stomach, I force myself to ask, “Have you ever been with another man?”

Dair cocks his head to the side, a small smirk on his lips. “Women, yes, but men? Not in the ways I’ve been with you. I’ve always known I was attracted to more than one gender, but I became a clan Alpha when I was young, and getting into committed relationships became a political choice. I wasn’t allowed casual sexual dalliances after I became Alpha, you know? Any person I favored with my attention would have been elevated in status. I wanted to wait until I found someone worthy of that.”

“Right.” I nod, feeling a little guilty for how relieved I am, but the possessive monster inside of me is soothed. I like knowing that I’m the only man he’s explored with.

Dair’s scent changes a little, becoming darker. “Have you been with any other men?”

I chuckle a little at the intensity in his eyes and repeat what he said, “Not in the ways I’ve been with you. Attraction, for me, is more about trust than anything else. To feel true desire, I both want and need to know a person on a level that was impossible before Raine. I got to know her for years, stealing little bits of information about her, watching how she is with others, learning to love her softness and strength. She’s my first everything.”

“You trust me like that?” he asks. It feels like he’s really asking, you want me like that?