balanced. I stretched, I clenched. I whimpered with the pleasure, but I didn't have to be quiet. I wanted just a bit more, because I could feel my climax building yet still too far away.
Then Lane growled, "Mine," and began to work me harder.
Pax sucked in a breath, pulling his mouth from my neck to whisper in my ear, "Mine," even as his hand flicked across my other nipple.
My core was clenching. Every inch of my skin tingled with the flood of sensation, and I just took it. All of it. My legs tensed against Lane's hips, desperately trying to enjoy all of this before it was over.
Then Trent's teeth teased the lobe of my ear. "Mine," he breathed before sucking at the soft spot just beneath.
"And mine too," Ian said as his hand pressed my clit a little harder.
Lane only managed one more thrust before I lost control, my orgasm hitting me harder than I could've imagined. My body tensed, my back arched, and I cried out with passion even as both Lane and Pax kept going, kept pleasing, kept loving me the way only these five men could. Then Pax shoved his face against the back of my shoulder and groaned. A split second later, Lane gasped, but he managed to pump into me one more time before simply heaving upwards, pulling my hips down, and sheathing himself to the balls in my body.
Trent's breath caught. Ian groaned. Then Seth's fingers slipped on mine and his jaw clenched as he also lost control. I saw it all. I knew it, but it took me a moment to catch my breath - yet all I could think was that this, right here, was absolutely perfect.
Then Lane began to laugh. "Someone grab that towel?" he begged. "I didn't plan on getting both of your cum on me!"
Pax managed to extract himself from my body just before he snorted out a laugh. "Seriously?"
"Oops?" Trent said.
"Yeah, I'm gonna need that too," Seth pointed out.
Ian just tossed the towel onto Lane. "Let her up, and you can move, Trent."
There was another moment of shuffling, but as I lifted myself off of Lane, it was Seth who guided me down to the bed, right against his tattooed shoulder. The good one that allowed him to wrap his arm around my back.
"Mine too," he whispered before kissing my brow. Then his hand found mine, toying with the new ring on my finger. "Because I'm claiming you forever as my Alpha Mate."
CHAPTER 59
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The next day, we were still cleaning up the mess from the assault by Hidden Forest. My Sisterhood had organized groups to gather all the clothes strewn around. Cars were returned to their owners. Keys were found where they'd been tossed. The damage was assessed, but one thing was very good news: not a single one of ours had been killed.
Thankfully, most of the wolves from Hidden Forest had only been maimed as well. Bridget patched up as many as she could. Gabby and the kids had been out until well after dawn helping her. Now, I had a small pack of teenagers sprawled across my house. Nik and Theo had claimed the spare room. Xander and Olivia were snuggled together on the couch. Samantha had taken the middle of the living room floor for herself. But in Gabby's bedroom, my daughter lay in Roman's arms.
The pair of them were still dressed and on top of the blankets, so I didn't bother waking them. So far as I cared, the kids had earned this. They'd proven themselves trustworthy, and I could only guess that they'd all been worried. If a little contact helped prevent last night from becoming a trauma they'd have to overcome, then my daughter could sleep in her beta-mate's arms. I knew I could trust her again.
So, after getting clean clothes for myself, I headed back out. My first stop was the clinic. Surprisingly, the glass from the shattered doors had already been cleaned up. Jesse and another wolf were currently in the process of hanging new doors, and Bridget was making checks on the kids. Sampson was curled up in the corner as a wolf, but someone was missing.
"Where's Evelyn?" I asked, realizing that I'd completely forgotten about getting her formula.
Bridget turned to me with a smile. "The Chimorys put her up last night. The Parnells had the formula she needed, and the Johnsons had some diapers their daughter has outgrown. Now, if you can convince Sampson that