When they touch me (Shelagh Milano)

Chapter 41

Artemisia

I wake up feeling like I'm burning up from the inside.

Clasping the sheets I'm entangled in, I draw a few steady breaths trying to calm myself and reduce the pain.

What the hell?

I was asking myself how long it would take me to get into heat when they would keep playing around like this, but I didn't think it would start so soon.

Maybe they thought it would be easier for me to take all of them if I went into heat. And seeing that it's three mates, the time span for a she-wolf to go into heat might be way shorter.

And still... This feels different from what has been described to me by my mother.

Instead of feeling that overpowering desire, I feel pain.

Excruciating, all-consuming, burning pain that seems to come from inside of me.

As a medical practitioner, I try to analyze my symptoms immediately, but my brain seems to be blocked by the agony.

Opening my eyes, I find Matthew already looking at me. His drowsy eyes scan my face worriedly.

"Are you okay?" He asks, and I whimper before I can even answer.

Nodding as I can't seem to form any words, I force a smile but don't seem to be able to convince him.

He lays a hand on my cheek and squints his eyes pensively.

His touch, which usually feels warm against my skin, feels nearly cold now.

This is the final confirmation that I need to know that this isn't my heat.

Also, his wolf would already be going crazy by now.

And trying to claim me.

"You feel like you are burning up. Are you sure that you are alright?" He asks again, his thumb caressing my skin soothingly.

Closing my eyes, I enjoy his touch and nod again.

The scorching heat inside of me subsides slowly as I take a few more calming breaths.

Finally, my dried-up throat allows me to speak, and I cuddle into his arms.

"I never felt better," I say lowly, and he pulls me closer.

Kissing the top of my head, he sighs relieved. "I'm glad. You looked a bit pale."

"Well, maybe it's just exhaustion because of all the times you made me cum last night." My smile grows as he chuckles with his lips still pressed against my hair.

Moving my head back to look up at him, my heart flips at the green flecks twirling in his irises. "It's that you are just irresistible," he grins, burying his head in the crook of my neck. "And you smell so good."

I laugh, as I wrap my hands around his shoulders. He moves up to my lips, leaving featherlight kisses on my neck and my jawline.

Our hands roam our naked bodies greedily as we connect through a passionate kiss. He invades every corner of my mouth with his tongue, and I let him, moaning against his luscious lips.

My pussy throbs in pleasant anticipation of his cock hardening against my feverish body, and I start moving enticingly to rub myself against his hard dick.

"Slowly, baby." He snickers, speaking against my lips. "Or you will make me break the only rule I have here."

Laughing, I throw my head back and look at him flirtatiously. "Oh, please, do."

His groan vibrates through me and he shakes his head. "I wish I could."

He smiles at me, making my heart skip a beat, and grabs my chin to pull my lips back on his. I feel his hand move down my spine, stopping to grope my ass cheek.

Lifting my leg, he positions it over his hip and lets his fingers trace my skin as he glides his hand back onto my ass.

My eyes roll into the back of my head, as he moves his fingers down my ass, and starts playing with my clit from behind.

"Oh, Goddess!" I breathe out as he keeps kissing me.

Increasing his strokes, he flicks his finger over my aching clit, making me scream in pleasure as I reach my orgasm at lightning speed.

"Looks like someone is as horny as I am," he teases me, breaking our kiss to smirk at me.

Pushing him playfully, I blush as a happy smile creeps onto my lips. "The fact that you still get to make me cum so fast is actually quite alarming."

His laugh rumbles through me, making my skin cover in goosebumps, and my cheeks start hurting at how much this makes me smile.

"Ready to start your counter again?" He asks, making heat creep up my chest.

Nodding, I let my eyes fall to his lips, "Ready!"

Just as he pulled me closer and was about to push a finger into me, a rapping resounds on the door.

We look at the door, and as the knocking doesn't stop, he gets up. While I slip under the blankets, he puts on his briefs to go and open the door.

As soon as he has opened it to check who it is, the door gets pushed open, making it crash against the wall.

"It was just for the fucking night." I hear Logan shout before he appears in my bedroom.

"As if I would sneak out of her bed in the morning. Are you an idiot?" Matthew protests with a growl as he follows his brother.

I'm not surprised that Logan showed up. I'm more astonished about the fact that he didn't crash in last night already.

But as I smell Fynn's scent, before he appears in the door behind his brothers, my breath hitches in my throat.

"Hey, watch it, Matty!" Logan snarls, pointing his finger into Matthew's face.

"Well," Matthew says, straightening his spine. "The date isn't over yet, so..."

As he gestures to the door, he gets Logan to growl threateningly, but Fynn just stands there bored.

It looks like his brother had dragged him in here because he wanted to make a point as he is my mate too.

At least yet.

'He can't even look at you. But who could ever blame him? You are pathetic. Disgusting,' Cassy growls from the back of my head, and just as I am about to roll my eyes and tell her to shut up, my heart stops.

As if on cue, Fynn has moved his gaze to look directly at me.

I gulp as his eyes darken, signaling me that his wolf is fighting for dominance, and he pushes through his brothers without saying a word to reach me.

With the elegant movements of the predator he is, he gets on the bed and crawls towards me, getting into my face.

Sliding down against the headboard, I bury myself up to my chin under the covers and clasp the fabric helplessly.

It's not that I would fear him.

I'm not afraid of him. Still, I submit to his dominance, not wanting to test his strength once again.

He examines my face thoroughly, and I can't even hear what his brothers are saying to us, as I get pulled into a hypnotic vortex by him.

My mind is screaming, begging him to talk as if I would desire nothing more than to hear his voice.

But he doesn't grant me my wish as he keeps staring at me.

As the bed dips, I can only assume that Matthew or Logan, or even both, have come into the bed as well because I can't tear my eyes off him.

'Strip,' a rough voice shatters through my mind, making me gasp. I can perceive Logan and Matthew now, watching us from each side as the voice booms through my mind again. 'Don't ever cover yourself from me. Unless you want me to tear the cloth covering you apart.' I stare at Fynn agape as he tilts his head.

Cassy has retreated even further, sending a painful whimper through my head as the invasion of my mind pressures on her.

Is this...