Chapter 42 Relax, kitten!

Chapter 42 Relax, kitten!
Topher’s pov

“Relax kitten,” Tyler caressed her hair gently like a cat.
She was reeling from the pleasure, meanwhile I was so nervous I’d gotten it wrong. It was my first lover’s bite and I feared hurting her beyond what was necessary for the bite to work.
Elsie stayed open in my hold. Her breathing continued to change rapidly, confessing to the effects of the bite. My teeth had barely left her shoulder and my wolf was already restless. He was drawn tight to her like it had finally found something it refused to let go of.
I dragged my tongue lightly over the mark without thinking. The taste of her blood bursted delightfully on my tongue. I couldn’t wait to actually mark her as mine but until mother returned, we couldn’t give anything away yet.
“Topher…” she breathed as I continued to lick the bite. It was soothing her as much as it soothed me. I needed to keep myself occupied especially with her ass sat perked on my hard on, tempting me to take her right there.
“I got you,” My hand tightened at her waist before easing again. I brushed slow grounding strokes on her skin with my thumb knowing the little sensation would prove stimulating.
Tristan moved to crouch in front of her, right between her wide spread legs. He cupped her heat and Elsie suddenly jolted with a loud gasp.
“That’s good,” he murmured, watching her closely. “You’re not trying to hold back anymore.”
Elsie let out a soft breath, her fingers reaching back until they found my arm. She held onto me and her nails dug deep into my skin. A shiver ran through the spot from the sensation.
“Maybe don’t say that with your fingers in me,” she bit back sharply as if annoyed by him. It was cute.
Tristan chuckled darkly and once again she gasped. “Would you rather I be inside you instead?”
Elsie didn’t answer this time. I moved my head from her neck to look at her flustered face. Her eyes were dilated and hanging heavy. Her mouth parted slightly as she panted but I could see a small smile on her face. She wasn’t against the idea.
“Your thoughts are written all over your face Elsie,” I nibbled her ear, laughing as she yelped from the simple action. She was so easy to tease yet so hard to please.
“Hmm” she stifled a moan.
There she went, proving me right. Usually females moaned out easily but Elsie would have you earn the sounds that left her mouth.
Whatever Tristan was doing, it was slowly building up. With every sudden jolt in her body and every whine of her waist as she grounded against his fingers, I could tell she was nearing a climax.
“Tell me Elsie, what do you want right now?” I murmured in her ear. I wanted to hear her say it.
Elsie’s nails dug deeper as my hand moved along her side to find her breasts to knead the left. Tyler had knelt down with his mouth hovering right above the other. We all wanted the same thing. We wanted our mate to cum.
“I don’t see the point of telling you,” she breathed out hoarsely but every word came out as a sensual sound.
Tristan's hand moved at a rapid pace as I gently pinched her nipples, twirling the perky thing under my fingers while Tyler sucked on the other carefully.
“Oh goddess,” Her voice dipped just enough that it stayed with me. She was still being stubborn about it.
I leaned closer to plant kisses down the side of her neck. “You’re making it hard to stay careful with you.” I talked in between kisses.
She tilted her head just slightly, her voice brushing back against mine. “But,” She gasped sharply before rushing out in one breath, “I didn’t ask you to be careful.”
That pulled something from all of us. Did she even realize what she just started with that?
Tyler huffed out a strained laugh pulling away from her pinkish nipple. “You hear that?”
Tristan didn’t laugh. His focus remained on her, as intensely and steady as it did from the beginning. However, his hand had slowed down its pace in and out of her. Her insides sloshed moist with juices that flowed down her legs.
Elsie whined in protest. It was such a small sound, I wouldn't have caught it if I wasn't paying attention. She wanted more.
“I hear her,” Tristan mumbled with a resonant undertone. “I’m deciding what to do about it.”
Truthfully his thoughts were playing out and I could read each one of them from the dirty to the enthusiastic ideas he was holding back.
Elsie sorta did that to us now. She prompted us to want more, to grow excited at the notion of touching her. It was the mate bond playing its part but I was sure some underlying feelings were finally getting a turn in being expressed properly.
Elsie shifted again but more intentional now. She arced her back into me with a confidence that hadn’t been there before. What was she thinking? Her ass pressed warmer against my cock. Self control wasn't exactly my best forte.
“Don’t take too long,” she moaned out with a grin that lit up her face. Her voice remained breathy and soft but it held something bolder. She was challenging us to do more.
Tyler growled in a dangerously low manner. His restraints were waning faster than ours. “Give her what she wants.”
“I sure will,” Tristan grinned a chilling type that made even me shudder unconsciously.
Yet in response to that, our little mate’s scent grew stronger. It turned her on. Fuck!
“Release her hands, she'll need to use them,” Tristan slowly rose up to his feet. In a blink, he rose his fingers to lick them clean while looking straight at her. “Get up.“
I heard Elsie swallow.
I let go of her body held in mind already missing her warmth even before she stood up.
“You want to be in charge so bad so you will be,” Tristan declared out of the blue.
Tyler's face grew amused as the thought bubbled in our minds in sync. Tristan's Idea was certainly entertaining.
“Why are you all smiling like that?“ Elsie stuttered out in mild irritation.
Tyler ruffled his hair as he playfully swooped her hair in his hand. “Someone's testy, I wonder if it's because she didn't get her orgasm.“
“Shut up!“ She barked back softly with a tint in her cheeks. Suddenly her eyes lit up as they dropped to his pants. “I'm not the only one bothered here Alpha.“
Why did she use out titles like that? No one dared to challenge us yet here she was playing with fire as though being burned was what she truly desired.
How exciting.
“Bend over, hands on Topher's legs,” Tristan ordered.