Mated To The Cold Hearted Alpha
Chapter 52

Ever reluctantly picked up the last one, his mouth turned down into a pout.

“Wait a minute,” I looked at Brian. “I’m going to need a shot of whiskey to chase this down.”

“Me too,” Ever piped up and added miserably, “and a glass of milk…a big f*****g glass of milk.”

Brian disappeared, only to reappear with another tray containing three more shots and three glasses of milk. Once we gathered the additional shots and milk, Brian said cheerfully, “Cheers, gentlemen.”

I tossed the hot sauce down my throat, purposefully keeping it out of my mouth, and gulped it down in one swallow. It still burned like a mother in my esophagus. I grabbed the shot of whiskey and drank it slower, letting it wash away the remnants of the hot sauce.

Ever coughed and sputtered. I looked over to replace tears rolling down his cheeks while he cursed and sucked down milk at the same time. When he could finally catch his breath, he eyed Gwen and threatened, “I am sooo spanking you when we go home, woman.”

I laughed, “So that was your paddle? I always knew you were freak.”

“You should talk,” he retorted. “Don’t think I missed that little jar of a*s crème on the floor when you destroyed your room.”

Asher and Willow rolled with laughter. I chuckled, my chest rumbling. Hycinth turned a beautiful shade of pink. And Gwen was staring at Ever, wide-eyed. Ah, it wasn’t an empty threat then.

His threat might have been real, but it didn’t stop Gwen from leaning forward and pushing her boobs together, hovering right above the cups when it was his turn. “Go ahead, baby.”

Whether it was due to her distraction, or he was still jacked up from the hot sauce, either way, he missed the shot. Hycinth plucked the ball from the air after it bounced off the edge of the cup. There were more high-fives from the girls before she handed the ball off to Gwen, who promptly sank it into an open cup. Ever growled as he picked up the cup and drink down the beer, although I didn’t think the alcohol bothered him. If anything, it further helped to wash away the hot sauce.

“The score is males, six…females, three,” Brian updated our group. “Back to you, Alpha.”

I easily sank the ball. Hycinth pulled out the dare. She blushed and her mouth curved into an ‘O’ as she read the card.

Excellent…this should be good.

She swallowed and read aloud, “Gave your mate a two-minute lap dance.”

“F**k yes,” Asher hissed.

I agreed. I quite liked this dare…and she was in sexy little panties…yes, this dare worked for me.

The girls giggled, and Hycinth nodded to Brian, who grinned and turned to us. “Back to the couches, gentlemen.”

We didn’t need to be told twice, all three of us eagerly getting into position as the girls walked toward us. Hycinth turned her back to me and sat down straddling my lap. Once Gwen and Willow were also in position, Brian flipped the sand timer. “Begin!”

Quite conveniently, the music transitioned from an up-tempo beat to an erotic pulse. Hycinth rolled her h**s, rubbing her a*s on my now hard c**k. I wrapped my hand around the front of her neck, collaring her, and placed my other hand on her h*p, but let her control the movement. She kept a steady grind, alternating directions, right to left, front to back, and tight, little-focused circles. I g*****d. F**k, she felt good. I growled in her ear, “Are you wet for me, love?”

“Yes,” she answered breathily, her chest heaving.

I knew she was. I could feel it through the fabric of my slacks, and the scent of her arousal had filled the air around us. My nostrils flared, breathing in the delectable smell. My voice was guttural and deep, “I can’t wait until I have you in this position…and can watch my c**k sliding in and out of you.”

She m****d, and her head dropped back to my shoulder, her movement short and jerky, overcome with her arousal. That was okay. I used my hold on her h*p to tilt her a*s up so that her clit bumped against my hardness repeatedly. She whimpered, “Leander…”

Way too quickly, Brian interrupted, “Time!”

Hycinth froze, breathing heavily, trying to calm herself down. I would have tried to help her with that, except I was so hard, I wasn’t sure if I could even walk. I pressed my forehead in between her shoulder blades and pulled in ragged breaths. Finally, she stood shakily to her feet.

F**k. My hard-on wasn’t going away quickly, but I wasn’t alone. Ever and Asher hungrily watched their mates walk back into their position at the table, their c***s just as hard as mine. The three of us stood with a collective g***n. Living with a bunch of horny wolves meant we frequently saw each other in a state of arousal. It wasn’t a big deal. But still, it sure as hell wasn’t comfortable either.

I did my best to reposition myself to get as comfortable as possible and tried to think of anything other than having Hycinth’s wet p***y rubbing against me. Maybe the lap dance wasn’t such a good idea.

It was Hycinth’s turn. Even after the alcohol and influx of arousal, she made the shot. I pulled out the dare. “Your mate gets to write on your face with a marker for thirty seconds.”

Ever exhaled in relief. “F**k, after that last one, I’ll happily let you draw a pretty picture on my face.”

The girls smiled brightly and made their way to our side of the table. Brian gave each of them a black marker and flipped a timer. Hycinth was still wearing her heels, making it easier for her to reach me. I felt her draw quick lines on my cheeks and above my eyebrows, before drawing a circle on my nose and filling it in.

“Times up!” Brian called out.

“What did you draw?” I asked curiously, although I had an idea.

She smirked, “You make an adorable p***y…cat.”

I grinned. Yep. Her answer was what I thought.

We looked over to replace Ever with a clown face. Hycinth giggled.

Asher turned to me and muttered, “It’s a d**k, isn’t it? She drew a d**k. I just know it is.”

Hycinth placed a hand over her open mouth, not quite able to contain her amusement. I didn’t even bother trying, and just burst out laughing, “Yep…it’s exactly a d**k. And quite realistic too. She even added little curly pube hair.”

Asher g*****d and hung his head. “Fantastic. Just what I always wanted… thanks, baby.”

“You’re welcome, baby!” she crooned and skittered back to their side of the table.

The good news was my e******n was now under control. Little did I know just how quickly that small bit of relief was going to vanish.