Chapter 113 Fire Beneath the Ice

Chapter 113 Fire Beneath the Ice
POV Una:

Something is wrong with me.

I’ve felt this throbbing between my legs before. I feel it every night, when the males lay me on the bed and say they’re going to savor my taste. The difference is that now it’s… different. Stronger. More intense. Maddening.

My heart pounds so hard in my chest that I can barely hear what Asher, Therak, and Begay are saying.

All I can focus on is how good their voices sound. How they send little shocks straight to my most sensitive place, pulsing as it begs for their attention.

I feel so empty!

“We can’t go back to the cabin,” Therak says, sounding tense. “Declan caught our scent there. He could attack while we’re vulnerable.”

“Then where do we go? Una’s heat has started, and the heat is already about to take over my body too. We can’t just wander around. We need a place to mate!” Asher snaps through clenched teeth.

“The Goddess’s cave, maybe?” Begay suggests, stepping closer to me.

When his long fingers touch my shoulder, it’s like lightning runs through me from head to toe, making me shudder and moan loudly. My hips tilt involuntarily toward him in a silent plea for more, and that makes all three males focus on me.

“I-I need you,” I whisper, desperate to receive the same kind of attention Begay got from Asher and Therak.

I want to be devoured. Now.

By all three of them.

“Pick her up. I know where we’re going,” Therak orders the red lynx, who obeys immediately, pulling me against his hard, bare chest.

I moan at the heat of his skin brushing mine, which only makes my sex grow wetter.

“To the Mendenhall Ice Caves, then?” Asher asks before shifting.

“No. Any Lykae could find us there, and we need privacy for this special and joyful moment.” Therak doesn’t sound joyful at all. “We’re going to my old house. Declan would never think to look for us there.”

The sound of bones breaking as the Alpha transforms fills my ears, and I whimper as Begy climbs up with me onto the polar bear, positioning me between his legs atop the animal’s warm back, which doesn’t even seem to feel our weight.

My thighs instinctively tighten around Therak’s body as he begins to move, and it’s impossible not to feel pleasure as his white fur rubs against my slick pussy.

“Easy, dear. We’ll take care of you soon,” the redhead murmurs against my ear, pressing his palm more firmly against my belly—right where the flames of desire dance.

His grip keeps me from falling, but also from grinding harder against the bear, which only increases my frustration.

“Begay…” I moan, digging my nails into his arms. “Please, I need more.”

“Shhh, I know, beautiful.” He kisses the back of my head, trying to soothe me. “But we need to get there safely, and the scent of your arousal will mess with Asher and Therak’s heads.”

“It already has. I’m so hard I can barely walk!” Asher says through the mental bond, sounding strained.

“We’re close. Just a few more minutes and we’ll satisfy you, little fox,” Therak promises.

The time it takes us to reach Therak’s house—which is actually nothing more than a pile of charred ruins from what must have once been a massive home—is the most agonizing stretch of my existence.

The Alpha leaps over the broken stone walls and heads to the southern edge of the property, stopping in front of a barrier of thick, sharp thorns dusted with snow.

Begay helps me down so Therak can return to his human form, and an uncontrollable urge to lick every scar marking the blond man’s pale skin overtakes me.

“Um… Therak, are we staying out here?” Asher asks, shifting back as well.

“No. The house is in ruins because I burned it down twenty years ago, but the tunnels and dungeons underground are still intact.” The bear crouches, fiddling with something on the ground.

I take the opportunity to admire his ass.

I’m going to bite it later!

“It’s where my father used to torture me, so he won’t think to look for us here,” he continues, pulling up an iron hatch and revealing dark, dusty stairs.

Seeing the narrow entrance and hearing his words dims my arousal slightly. Not much—but enough to make me want to hug him.

Then kiss him.

Then kneel and take his cock into my mouth...

“I’ll go down first. Then pass Una to me. Be careful with the steps—they’re old and might break.”

My breath catches when I see Therak jump into the dark hole that smells like mold and dried blood. I hear his body hit the ground below, and seconds later, his voice echoes up, telling Begay to drop me.

I don’t have time to be scared or scream. One blink, and I’m in Therak’s strong arms, inside the tight, damp, dark space.

The Alpha grips my thighs firmly, and the cold air hitting the wet folds of my exposed pussy brings back that blinding desire—the one that makes me think only about which of them will mount me first and fill my womb.

If I ever thought I didn’t want pups, I was insane. I want three from each of my mates. A whole litter!

Begay is the last to jump, so he pulls the heavy hatch shut behind him, plunging us into total darkness.

The heat of their bodies pushes back the cold of the tunnels, almost making me forget the foul stench that fills the place. All my attention is focused on Therak’s fingers digging into my flesh while Begay holds one of my hands.

“Hold her,” the Alpha orders, and I’m passed to Asher, who lets me wrap my legs around his waist, pressing his cock against my needy pussy. “I said hold her, not fuck her standing up!”

Ash laughs, gripping my ass tighter to press exactly where I need it.

“It’s hard to hold back when I’ve got an omega grinding her wet pussy on me like I’m the last male on Earth!”

His words are drowned out by the creak of an iron gate Therak lifts, allowing us into a large chamber—still without ventilation.

The smell of old blood and despair tightens my chest and makes my nose itch in discomfort.

“Where are we?” Begay asks, watching Therak move along the walls, lighting torches fixed into the stone.

Even though we can all see in the dark, the firelight makes the place feel… warmer—if that’s even possible for a space that’s completely empty except for a few rusted chains abandoned on the rough stone floor, stained a sickening reddish color.

“My childhood room.” Despite his smile, Therak’s tone is sharp. Bitter. “Definitely not where I expected to spend my first heat with my destined mates, but fate has peculiar tastes...”

“Is this where you got those scars?” I ask, fighting through the haze of desire clouding my mind.

It doesn’t feel right to want to mate while Therak is haunted by memories of his past.