Chapter 325

After snooping, his ear pressed to the door to Steven’s lab, Beau storms back toward the living room where his other brother’s await, furious.

“He’s fucking her!”

Archer tenses at once, sharing Beau’s outrage. Neil seems annoyed but remains infuriatingly calm like normal.

“We’ll each get our turn,” Neil says, clearly missing the point.

“I’m not jealous that he’s fucking her,” Beau says. “I’m jealous that he gets to go first! All this talk about wanting to examine her. He just wanted to be the first one to her neck.”

“Beau…” Neil rubs his forehead like he’s got a headache.

“Her refractory period is so low, Neil. Trust me, I’ve had her going all night. I know she needs to rest. Steven is a selfish asshole for stealing first dibs…”

“She has her wolf now,” Neil reminds him. “Her stamina will now match more like our own.”

Beau’s entire body goes alight. “Dibs,” he says before either of his brothers can.

Neil sighs. “Don’t take all night.”

I recover quickly from the most intense orgasm I ever had in my life, watching from the examination table as Steven records his results into his computer.

“Really?” I ask him in disbelief.

He gives me a sheepish look. “It’s important to note how your healing factor has improved.” He coughs slightly. “And your stamina.”

He’s not wrong. My manifesting wolf has given my body a much quicker refractory period. Speaking of…

“Steven…” I say in my most sultry, suggestive tone.

He swallows thickly again, glancing at the mark on my neck. I touch it too. It doesn’t hurt, mostly healed already, but the mark will stay for as long as we both live. All it needs is three others to match it.

Steven finally steps back from the keyboard. He turns toward me, about to move close.

Someone starts pounding on the door to his laboratory.

“So help me, Steven! I don’t care what’s going on in there, it’s my fucking turn to fuck the Nanny!”

Before I can even think to cover myself, Beau bursts open the door. Steven immediately backs up from me as Beau barrels into the room, glaring at him.

“You cheeky asshole,” Beau snaps. Keeping his glare on Steven, Beau comes right up to me and scoops me into his arms. “Who told you that you could go first?”

Steven’s cheeks reddened with embarrassment. “It just sort of happened.”

“Yeah, sure.” Holding me, Beau turns on his heels and carries me out of the lab. “Of course, Steven would bite you in his lab.”

With my arms wrapped around his neck, I look at him curiously. “And where will you do it?”

He starts to growl, his eyes falling to my neck, but he doesn’t otherwise answer.

Right when I think he might carry me back to his room, he veers toward the elevator instead. Holding me with one arm, he reaches out and presses the button for the top floor. There’s a balcony there, that looks out over the night and the city.

I lift a brow at him. “Really?”

Beau grins at me. “I’m nothing if not romantic.”

It’s still night when Beau steps out of the elevator and carries me out onto the balcony. The stars are beautiful overhead.

Beau’s right. It is romantic out here.

I’m also already naked and he’s not.

Slowly, surprisingly, Beau lowers me down to my feet.

“I have an idea, given you are now a werewolf,” he says. “But if you are against it, I am just as happy to make you mine on that bench right there.”

The bench seemed fine enough, near the wall of the Pyramid, looking out toward the lights of the city.

“What’s the idea?” I ask.

Beau glances at the railing at the far edge of the balcony. It was rounded but sturdy.

Beau cocked a brow. “How tight is your grip?”

I weigh my options as Beau starts to remove his layers of clothing, revealing inch of delectable inch of bare skin. I’m already wet for him, ready to take him inside of me. My neck aches for his mark.

As he removes his tight pants, his dick springs to attention.

He gestures to it. “I’ve had this since you said you were ours.”

“Better use it then,” I say.

Looking at me, he licks his lips. “Have you made your choice, Nanny?”

What’s the point of being a werewolf, having werewolf strength, if I can’t use it to fuck one of my four mates on the top floor of the Pyramid.

I nod toward the railing.

“I knew you were a daredevil.” He walks straight toward me, lifts me by my thighs, and then carries me to the railing. “Hold on.”

I grip the railing under me with both hands. Then, slowly, Beau starts to lean me backwards until my back is horizontal with the ground, and all I can see above me is stars.

“Ready?” he growls as he lines himself up.

“Yes.”

That’s all he needs to hear before he shoves his cock full inside of me, filling me inch by pleasurable inch. Then, with me dangling over the edge of the Pyramid, he starts to fuck me in earnest.

It’s exhilarating, knowing I could fall at any moment, yet I also know I won’t. My grip on the railing is strong, especially with my new werewolf abilities, but Beau’s grip on my hips is even stronger. He might play up like I’m in danger, but with him, I know I never really am.

He fucks me so hard, my tits bounce up and down, my hair dangling.

The stars are beautiful, but it’s Beau’s face that steals my breath away. He’s watching my face with intense focus, and in his eyes, I see all the words that he struggles to say.

This man loves me. I can feel it through our bond as surely as I can see it on his face.

As hot as it is to have sex like this, I suddenly want to be able to touch him.

“Beau…”

I don’t know if he can tell what I’m thinking or not. Maybe he can feel my desires through the bond. But one moment, I’m dangling over the railing, being fucked within an inch of my life, and the next, Beau’s on his back on the balcony with me riding on top of him.

I do my best to bring us both pleasure. Rolling my hips, I lift up and down. He grunts and groans as I ride him. His hands go to my breasts, where he flicks his thumbs over my nipples.

“Beau… Beau… Beau!” I say on a loop, his name all I am capable of saying. Everything else is moans and whimpers.

I’m nearing the edge.

“Your mark…” I beg, lowering myself down. I tilt my head away, offering him my neck.

He plants his feet flat on the ground and starts jerking up into me, bucking me like a wild stallion. At the same time, he cups my shoulder and my neck, angles me how he wants me and bites.

I scream as my pleasure slams into me hard. I don’t just hit my climax, I’m thrown violently through it.

Gods, it feels so fucking good that I scream until I’m hoarse, my voice echoing into the night.

I could die happy in this moment.

But not yet.

Two more marks to go.