Maximus
We have been scouring these dusty ass tomes all afternoon. Don’t get me wrong some of it is interesting, but some of it makes me want to gouge my eyes out with a spoon. I’m not big fan of history. It bores me to death. Also, why do we all have to read when Lucian pretty much has a photographic memory. I would have just shoved all the books at him and asked for a summary. Seriously, I would rather be doing anything else but this.
Like having a make out session with my beautiful mate. I haven’t stopped thinking about that kiss since it happened. Sure, we have kissed since then but nothing like the first time, and that’s the one I want a repeat of. My wolf growls, agreeing with me. He wants us to sink our teeth in her and claim her, but Callyn isn’t ready. Since she has shifted, she acts more like we do. She’s always brushing up against one of us, trying to get our scent on her. I love it.
I don’t mind her hands on me. I just can’t wait for it to be the naked kind of touching. But I know that Callyn isn’t ready for that yet either. I’m a patient man. I wonder if I could sneak a few private moments with her in the kitchen. I smirk. I know just how to do it too.
“Hey, angel, do you want to help me make some snacks?”
“You don’t need me to help you do that, Max.”
“Uh, do you remember what happened last time I was left alone to make them? I had to have a funeral for the bag of popcorn. Just be glad that was how far I got. Who knows what the damage might have been like.”
She looks at me like she can see right through my bullshit. So, I do the one thing I know she loves watching me do. I slowly lick my top lip then slightly bite my bottom. To top it off, I push my hair behind my ears, because Callie had let it slip one day that she loves my long hair. She’s always running her fingers through it. I hear her gasp. But what really gets me is the sultry gaze she gives me.
I stand up, abandoning the journal I was reading. I walk over to Callyn and hold out my hand. “Come on, angel.” My voice coming out rougher than I intended. I’m relieved when she puts her hand in mine.
“Only so I can supervise you.”
There was a snort, and I look around to see Graydon staring at us. I wonder how long he was paying attention?
“You both need supervision when you’re together.”
He’s not wrong. “We’re only going to the kitchen, how much trouble could we possibly get in?”
“With you two? A lot.”
I feign being offended, while Callie giggles at my side. “Well, I never,” I say with a southern belle accent. The purpose that serves is throwing Callie into a laughing fit and me earning a scowl from Graydon. I tug at Callie’s hand. “I know when I’m not wanted.” I try to stomp away, but with Callie laughing uncontrollably it made it hard, and my grand exit was ruined.
Once I finally have Callie in the kitchen, I don’t waste any time before I pounce. I hook my fingers in the belt loops at the front of her jeans, pulling her to me. She stumbles and lands against me; her hands coming up to my chest to help break her fall. But she doesn’t have to worry about that because the second I let go of her belt loops I wrap my arms around her, effectively trapping her.
“Now that you have me trapped what are you going to do with me?” she asks breathlessly. I have to fight back a groan.
“How about I show you?” I move my arms, so I can cup her face.
I leave feather like kisses against her lips. My angel is getting impatient because she keeps chasing my lips. Finally, after a little bit more teasing I give her what she wants, what I want. I press my lips to hers. Soft at first, but the urgency in the kiss changes the longer that we stand here. I become a bit more aggressive, which earns me a moan. I move my hand and wrap my arm around her waist. My other hand cups the back of her head, pushing her closer. I don’t know when Callie moved her hands from my chest, but her fingers are digging into my side; I moan.
I pull back slightly to take in some much needed air. I look in her eyes, and I love what I see, knowing that I’m the one to put it there. I change the angle of my head before I go back to kissing her. I move my hands down to her waist, walking her backwards until her back hits the counter. I lift her and sit her on the countertop. The little gasp she gives opens her mouth just enough for me to push my tongue between her lips.
I scoot her to the edge of the counter, and she parts her legs. I step forward and settle myself between them. She wraps her legs around my waist, pulling as close as she can. My hard cock is pressed against her core. Both of us moaning at the contact. Her arms go around my neck, one hand resting between my shoulder blades and the other fisting my hair, tugging at it. I start kissing a path from her lips, to that soft spot by her ear that I know drives her wild. I know when I hit it because she grinds against me.
I continue the path down her neck lightly biting at the pulse point, which earns me a grind and a moan. I lose control. My canines lengthen, my wolf urging me to mark her. I use my teeth and scrap against the spot, narrowly not stopping in time. I move my lips and rest my forehead against her shoulder, taking deep breaths to calm myself. Do you know how hard that is to do when the little minx starts kissing and nipping at my neck? Fucking hard, because I can also smell her arousal, and it’s calling out to me, the sweet scent. I couldn’t help pressing my cock into her harder.
“Callie.” I barely get out, but she doesn’t hear me. “Angel, we have to stop.” I break the contact between us.
“Why?” she asks dazed and confused.
“Because we’re in the fucking kitchen for one,” I say getting more control over myself. “Two, I almost marked you, and you’re not ready for that.”
“Who says I’m not?”
My eyebrows had to go into my hairline because of how shocked I am. She can’t possibly mean that can she? Looks like I’m going to test the waters.
“Be careful what you say, angel. My wolf wants nothing more than to claim you right now. Don’t think that I’m the only one. The rest want to claim you as well.”
“What if I want you to… all of you to.”
“Then I think we need to go into the living room and have a conversation with the rest of the guys.”
She holds out her hand to me, and I take it, placing a quick kiss on her lips before I help her off the countertop. We walk hand-in-hand back to the living room.
Sniffs followed by growls, can be heard around the living room. But, they are not angry growls, and the only reason I know that is because Graydon, Lucian, and Zeke are looking at Callie like she’s a whole snack.
Lucian
I smelled the sweet scent of Callie’s arousal the moment she stepped into the living room. I’m not the only one judging by the round of growls being heard, including the one from me. Now, I know what was taking them so long.
“Callie has something she would like to share with the rest of the class,” Max teases.
How can he be so calm? She is literally standing right next to him smelling like that. I’m scarcely containing myself. I look at Graydon and see he has a death grip on the arms of the chair he is sitting in, struggling for control. Zeke has the same grip on the back of the couch. His eyes flickering between his and his wolf’s.
Callie clears her throat, bringing my attention back to her. “I want you guys to claim me.”
“What?” I think at the same time Graydon bellows the one word.
“I want you guys to claim me, all of you.”
“You don’t know what you’re asking,” I say.
“Yes, I do.”
“Not that I’m not happy you want this, but why?” Zeke questions.
“Because, we are mates. I love each of you. I was only a couple of seconds away from biting Max in the kitchen. It’s only because he stopped me that it didn’t happen. I don’t understand why we are waiting.”
“You don’t know what happens when we do this,” I state.
“Do we have to have sex or is it just a bite?”
“Just a bite. Just a bite she says,” Graydon growls. He has now taken up residence behind the chair, pacing.
“No sex is not required to claim a mate, just a bite. Sex will only strengthen the bond between the claimed pair. This is not something to take lightly.”
“Sweetheart, claiming makes everything permanent. There is no going back,” Zeke reiterates.
“I don’t have a problem with that. I want to be with you.”
“This doesn’t seem like you. Are you sure you weren’t just caught up in the moment?”
“No, Lucian. You guys act like you don’t want this. If you don’t, why not just tell me instead of trying to convince me not to go through with it.”
“I told you I want this, angel.”
“Then why don’t the rest of you?”
“It’s not that we don’t want too, it’s just are you really ready for this? We don’t want to force you into something that you don’t want to do or are not ready for.”
“I’m not quite ready to have sex yet, but you just said the claiming doesn’t involve that. I’m ready to claim you all as my mates officially.”
“Then we will if it’s what you truly want.”
“I do.”
“Okay, but it has to happen naturally, between all of us. I will not force the issue, none of us will.” Everyone nods their heads in agreement.
“Okay, I can agree with that.” She grabs Max’s hand and gives him a saucy wink. “Let’s go finish what we started.”
I don’t think I’ve ever seen Max stunned into silence before. The rest of us chuckle at the longing on his face. He looks back at us one last time before Callie starts dragging him back toward the kitchen. I shake my head. This girl is going to be the death of all of us.
Callyn
Did Max really think he was getting out of this? Oh, no, once I made up my mind while I was kissing him, there was no turning back. If I had my way I would pull them all in here and claim them all tonight. But I agreed to let it happen naturally. This really is all Max’s fault for getting me so worked up, so he has no one to blame but himself. He knew what he was doing, the cheeky devil. I pull him back over to the counter that we had just vacated and hopped right back on it. I motion for Max to come forward and he does, settling between my legs just like we were.
“You okay with this?” I ask.
“Hell yeah.”
Good, because I don’t give him any time to try to second guess himself before I pull his head down and start kissing him. Man, can he kiss. It doesn’t take long before we are right back in the same place we were before he stopped us last time. I love the feel of his lips on my neck. I can feel the tips of his canines as he drags them over the tender spot on my neck, causing me to shiver. My teeth lengthen in response. I was shocked when it happened the first time. I was angry over everything that has been happening. I was thinking about hurting everyone who keeps on trying to hurt me, and I felt the tips of my canines against my bottom lip. I didn’t know that it had happened until I almost broke the skin of my lip. I figured that since I am an avian shifter that wouldn’t happen, but my aunt said it happens to all shifters for this reason. This would only happen in my human form. Could you image teeth in a bird beak? I shudder. Talk about creepy.
I run my teeth over his pulse point. He moans against my neck and pushes himself against me. This is a powerful feeling, knowing I have this effect on him. But I can’t hold back anymore. With my legs wrapped around my mate’s waist, one arm around his back, my hand pressed to the center of his back and my other hand tangled in his hair at the nape of his neck, I sink my teeth into my mate. A second later, I feel a slight pinch but that quickly turns into euphoria. A tremor runs through my body from the bliss.
There is a huge wave of energy that blast from us, and for a moment, it feels like I leave my body. When I come down from the high, I realize I can feel Max as a part of me now. I can feel his excitement and love. It’s a heady feeling. Holy cow. Max chuckles as he moves back so he can look at me.
“What’s so funny?”
“The fact that you said cow instead of shit. It’s not like I haven’t heard you cuss before. No need to be shy now.” I frown, I’m pretty sure I didn’t say that out loud. “Don’t be mad, I find it cute.”
Cute. I don’t want to be cute.
“How are you doing that?”
“Doing what?”
“I heard that last one, but you didn’t move your lips.”
Oh, no, he’s losing it. Does the claiming make them go crazy?
I’m not crazy, woman.
“I heard that, but how?”
Can you hear what I’m thinking?
Yeah.
Holy shit.
Oh, now you say shit.
I think this warrants it, Max.
I guess it does. This is kind of cool though.
Yeah, but how?
“Only one person will probably know,” Max states.
“Lucian,” we both yell.
All of the boys coming running into the kitchen.
“What? What happened? Are you all right? We felt that blast of energy,” he fires rapidly.
“Slow down. We’re fine, well I think.”
“What do you mean you think? You either are or you’re not,” Graydon growls.
“Okay, sooo, we can kind of hear each other's thoughts.” Shock registers on all of their faces. “We were wondering if you know how this happened.”
“I would say it happened because you claimed Max. I have heard there are a few destined pairs that get telepathic abilities. It looks like you and Max are one of them.”
“I hope we all get it, it’s pretty cool.”
“There is a possibility, but I wouldn’t hold out hope for it.”
Graydon groans. “Of all the ones to get telepathy, it had to be the two who cause the most trouble. Now, they can have secret conversations about causing trouble, and we’ll never know.”
I wasn’t, but now I am.
I giggle.
“See, they’re doing it already.”
Oh, this is going to be fun.
Me and Max look at each other and smirk. It’s definitely going to be fun.