Broken Bond - Callie Rose Page 0,70

You’re so perfect. So beautiful. So ours.” Ridge’s words end in a choked grunt, and arousal spikes inside me as I watch his abs contract hard, his hips thrusting forward as he comes in his hand. Some of his release spills on my stomach, and Trystan groans.

I catch my mate’s turquoise gaze as he comes too, jerking his cock roughly until ropes of cum cover my stomach.

Archer is still inside me, and the feel of my other two mates marking me sends me tumbling into another orgasm that takes me by surprise. I clench hard around his cock, drawing a ragged noise from his lips as my body writhes on the mattress.

By the time the waves of pleasure recede, I feel like a rag that’s been twisted and rung out. Every muscle in my body seems to have gone limp, and I can’t do anything more than grin up at the men around me.

“Our wolf.” Archer’s eyes gleam with happiness, and he leans over me to press a kiss to my lips.

I kiss him back, wrapping my arms around his shoulders and relishing the feeling of closeness. I hardly notice or care that I’m a sticky mess, marked with cum and glistening with sweat.

It doesn’t matter.

Because life is messy. Love is messy.

And these four men are mine. No matter what happens.

25

Sable

We lost the blankets ages ago, but the heat emanating from my four mates is plenty to keep me warm.

I’d had my doubts that all five of us could fit on Ridge’s bed. It isn’t that the bed is so small, but that the shifters are so big. They proved me wrong though, and sharing the bed with them means I can feel their bare skin on all sides.

It’s my new favorite feeling.

Archer’s arm tightens around my waist, and he squeezes me against his chest. I can’t see him since he’s behind me, but I can hear the satisfaction in his voice as he asks, “What are you thinking?”

“How warm I am,” I murmur, sliding my fingers up Dare’s chest. He’s dozing in front of me, his eyes closed and his breaths even. In sleep, he looks so innocent and light. I want to help him be that way when he’s awake too.

At my feet, I have one leg draped over Trystan’s waist as his fingers drift lazily up and down my calf. Ridge is on the other side of Archer, his back against the headboard and one arm wrapped around so that his hand rests in my hair.

“What are you thinking?” I ask Archer.

His lips move closer to my ear, and his breath tickles my skin as he murmurs, “I’m hungry.”

I laugh, and it startles Dare from his sleep. His dark eyes shoot open, and for a brief moment, he looks terrified. Then that expression fades from his face and he smiles, tugging my fingers up from his chest to his lips before he closes his eyes again.

Happiness bubbles up inside me, so overwhelming it feels like my body can’t possibly contain it all. I could stay here forever.

“We did skip dinner,” I point out, craning my neck a little to look at Archer. “It should have been hours ago.”

“I’ve got food,” Ridge says.

Trystan latches on to my leg and snuggles his face into the crook of my knee. “No, let’s just stay here.”

“We need to eat,” I tell him, though his touch is making me reconsider my words even as they come out of my mouth. “If I’m hungry, I know you guys must be starving.”

Dare’s voice rumbles beneath my fingers as he says, “Well, we did work up an appetite.”

I catch his eye and flush at the heat in his gaze. Seems to me his little nap got him ready for round two, and as much as I’m ready to go again, the niggling emptiness in my stomach tells me I need to fortify myself before doing that.

Ridge rolls out of bed and opens his closet. He disappears inside, and a moment later, clothes start flying out to land on top of Trystan at the end of the bed. I untangle myself from all the limbs, and we each grab clothes from the offerings.

I end up in only a large t-shirt, but it feels right to crawl out of the bed where I solidified my mate bond with all of my mates in just a t-shirt. I’ve reached peak trust with these men, in a way I never thought I would.

Plus, something feels different now. The bond,