I can’t get enough of him.
He peels me from the ground and wraps his arms around my body. His hands massage my aching tits as his lips suck patches of skin between his teeth. He pierces my skin and licks. Pierces my skin and licks. Throwing me into a frenzied state of passion every time he heals my wounds. My brain is muted. I can’t hear. I can hardly breathe, and my legs are no longer holding up my body weight. Vlad pounds into my pussy relentlessly and my ass grinds back into him, causing him to growl into the nape of my neck.
“Fucking hell, Clarissa. I don’t want to stop.”
“Then don’t,” I say breathlessly. “Please don’t.”
We fuck the rest of his shift away until all of the snow is melted by our steam. I am coated in his sweat, and he in my cum. His cock is still buried between my legs, even as his threads of arousal leak from between my legs. He’s panting into me. His cock is still pumping me full of the cum he had been holding in just for our encounter. Stream after stream, until it is a river running from between my legs.
Then he collapses on top of me, his lips falling onto mine.
He rolls off my body and quickly pulls me to him. The snow is surrounding us again, blocking out the rest of the world. His hand is cupping my protruding stomach, massaging it as if he’s trying to remind me of something. His touch is protective, but not overbearing. More of a guardian than a guard dog.
“Vlad?”
“Yes?”
“Can I talk with you about something?” I ask.
“Of course, you can. You can always talk to me. I hope you know that.”
I turn around in his arms and hook my gaze with his.
Holy hell, he has such beautiful eyes.
“I have feelings for you.”
“You do?” he asks.
“I do. I have for a while. I’ve tried to fight them, but I couldn't. I can’t any longer.”
The smile that crosses his face makes my heart ache for what I’m about to tell him.
“But I also have feelings for Sebastian.”
“I understand,” he says.
“And Theo.”
“I get it.”
“And Toshi.”
“Clarissa.”
“What?” I ask.
“I get it,” he says.
The look in his eyes is understanding, and it isn’t the reaction I’m expecting.
“You get it.”
“I do,” he says. “I know you care about them. I know you love them. It’s obvious with how you look at them. The interactions, sexual and otherwise that you participate in with them. And with everything you guys have been through, I can’t say it shocks me.”
“Uh-huh,” I say.
“So I’ll save you the diatribe I know you’ve prepared, and I’ll tell you this. In my village, it’s common for men to share mates. In the Wolf kingdom, in general, Alphas share mates. I’m not sure what’s up Sebastian’s butt right now, but the possessiveness he’s been exerting isn’t because the two of you have had sex.”