Rejected by the Alpha, Claimed by his Brother

Warning: Mild Mature Content Ahead.

My wolf gave a low, satisfied growl that felt like the soft purr of a jungle cat warming itself in the sun.

"Ours. Let him have us. Bite us. Fill us." She whispered in my gut in a hungry tone, contrasting to the flutter of nerves in my chest.

Axel’s mouth slid back over me like a silk scarf, his lips pressing, sucking, tasting me like I was the rarest delicacy in the world. Every one of my nerves fired, shooting signals straight to my brain like fireworks bursting inside my skin.

I just knew that somehow, I was still in the room with him but had transcended to the heavens. I had no idea what to say or do in this kind of heaty situation where sensations flew into every nerve, vein, and hole in me.

"Axel, I... I want to..." I stuttered, but was unable to finish as I was lost about what I wanted to do.

I just knew that my body was about to do something...

When he finally came back up, his mouth glistened, and he looked like a man on the brink of losing all self-control. He kissed me again, and I could taste myself on his lips. It was shockingly intimate, and it made me moan into his mouth.

Then I felt him... hard and ready, pressing against my thigh. My mouth fell ajar. I had no idea if Axel used to hide it before, but I had never felt him this hard before.

I couldn’t help it, I freaked out and I stiffened, which made him pause.

"Hey," he whispered. "You still good?"