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him.
    His. Kody had chosen her for his Alpha.
    Her hands reached up, wrapped around him and pulled him closer.
    Oh. Tent. He had to get them back to the tent before the animal inside took over.
    Yes . Kody agreed, licking at his ear, her jaw. Mates .
    Mesa dragged them both to the tent, needing to be in a den, to be safe before they
    exposed their tender parts.
    Her eyes were opening, staring, and Kody growled happily, nudging her tank top up,
    exposing two perfect breasts, with sweet, dark nipples that were hard, tight, begging to be
    sucked. “Kody?”
    “Yes. Yes, Mate. Me and Mesa.”
    God, she was absolutely stunning. Lovely. Mesa’s mouth was watering.
    “Mesa.” Her eyes met his, confused, hungry, glowing.
    “Yes, honey. Me and Kody and you. All here.”
    “I don’t…” She moaned, shivering in his arms. “I ache.”
    Kody moaned, reached for her breast, touched the taut nipple. “Better?”
    The pheromones were wild, pouring in the air, and she arched, her chest reaching up.
    “More.”
    Fuck, yes. Mesa leaned down, scented her, learning her smell, her heat.
    Kody’s body was on fire next to his, like a beacon, and Mesa put a hand on Kody’s back
    to steady himself. Kody growled and Sammy arched as the connection between them completed
    again. Fuck. Fuck, he was shaking, goose bumps rising on his skin, his body about to explode.
    Mesa moaned, pulling Kody down with him to the ground as Kody growled and tore at their
    clothes, giving all three of them skin.
    They wrapped around her, Kody’s hands dragging him close. Mesa’s skin tingled, and in
    his head could hear his wolf howling with triumph.
    Kody looked at him, eyes still feral, still glowing, still alight. Kiss her.
    God, Kody was in his head. Inside his fucking soul.
    Mesa kissed Sammy, taking her mouth deep, loving the taste of her. Sammy’s eyes
    popped open, staring at him. So strong. She was so fucking brave. He put a hand behind her
    head. His fingers slid into her hair. Soft, heavy, thick—the scent of her filled the air. Then there was Kody. Kody, who was like spice. Cinnamon and cloves. Cinnamon and cloves on an
    octopus. Jesus, the man’s hands were everywhere, stripping them all down. Mesa laughed, the
    sound wild, fierce in the tiny tent. He kissed Kody then, needing the more familiar touch.
    The kiss echoed inside him, his cock aching, needing to be buried in someone.
    He touched Sammy, because he couldn’t not, his hand covering her breast, his fingers on
    her nipple. Connected.
    “What’s happening?” She moaned, her mouth on his jaw, tongue moving toward his ear.
    “Connecting. I’m right here, Sammy.” Kody moaned the words into his lips.
    “Right here.” Mesa wanted her to accept him, wanted her to need him, too.
    “I don’t understand.” Her hand was sliding down his belly, stroking him. Such good
    instincts.
    “Part of you does.” Her wolf was there, under the surface. Waiting.
    Kody nodded. “You’ll run with us. You’ll understand. After. This first. We have to.”
    The babble continued, even after Kody’s lips wrapped around one of Sammy’s nipples
    and started sucking. Her mouth opened on a moan, and Mesa took it again, kissing hard. She was all fire. She would challenge him, make him crazy, give him amazing babies. Her fingers tangled in his hair, tugging, keeping him close, her tongue warring with his.
    Mesa chuffed, so happy, deep in his bones. He started touching, his hands sliding down
    her back.
    Curvy and smooth, her hip fit perfectly in his hand. It was no wonder that Kody had
    chosen her, found her for them. Kody was so hot up against his side, that clever mouth working Sammy’s skin.
    Kody slid down, licking their skin as he went—Mesa’s ribs, Sammy’s waist. Mesa
    stroked Kody’s cheek, his lips moving down Sammy’s throat. When Kody’s hot lips wrapped
    around his fingers, sucking as if they were his cock, his body jerked, his cock pressing against Sammy’s belly. She was fine,