Page 103 of Pack Dutton: Part One


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Another pain hit me, but this one wasn’t my heat; it was rejection.

“She needs you, too,” Rhett rumbled, tugging on Jude’s hair and arching the beta’s head back. He claimed Jude’s lips in a blistering kiss. “You’re not some fucking extra.”

I groaned. “I’d settle for any fucking right now.” My perfume was thick enough that I was pretty sure we were going to drown in it.

“Brat,” Crew scolded with a playful nip to my earlobe.

I shivered, unaware that an earlobe could be an erogenous zone, but my body was so on fire I was willing to bet I could orgasm from one of them playing with my toes.

“Nest,” I begged, even though part of me still felt like the space wasn’t perfect. Hopefully they wouldn’t care. Next heat I could make it?—

Whoa, Hazel.

I had to slow down before my hormones ran away with me. I still wasn’t convinced they weren’t just good guys intent on seeing me through my heat and getting a few bonus knots out of the deal.

Crew’s long legs moved fast as he carried me bridal style up the stairs, across the walkway and to the door of the nest. Footsteps clambered behind us as the guys followed us up the next set of stairs.

Pausing at the edge of the space, Crew’s gaze swept the piles of blankets and cushions, pillows and quilts. “Your nest is beautiful, baby.” His gaze swung back to mine. “Let us in?”

“Yes,” I breathed, happiness exploding in my chest like fireworks that he was pleased with the space I’d put together. I turned back to see the others, and something in my chest slotted back into place at the approval gleaming in their eyes.

Crew took me over to the bed, depositing me gently on the edge before stepping back.

I reached for him with a greedy mewl, needing him closer.

“One more second, Hazel,” he said, shaking his head. He glanced at Rhett. “Text Calla. Let her know so they don’t worry.”

“On it,” Rhett agreed.

Kellan grinned at me and winked before yanking off his shirt. He went to toss it aside, but I nearly catapulted off the bed with outstretched fingers. “Mine,” I snapped, demanding the discarded shirt.

“Whatever you want, sweetness,” he agreed, coming over to hand it to me.

I hugged it to my chest, burying my face in the cotton and taking a deep drag of his scent. Once I was certain the smell was permanently fused to my olfactory glands, I looked around the bed cluttered with blankets and pillows for the perfect spot to put it.

“Hazel,” Crew tried again.

“Busy,” I told him, annoyed as I tried to decide between putting the shirt on the fuschia pillow or on top of the maroon chunky knit blanket. Or maybe under the flannel and sherpa throw…

Crew gripped my wrist, his touch searing, and when I spun with a glower, his brows inched up.

I felt the full weight of his alpha stare and immediately deflated with a muttered, “Sorry.”

Crew let out a rumbling chuckle that made my insides tumble. “Easy, Haze. Before we start, we do need to know…” He grimaced and glanced away for a second.

“Yes,” I said quickly, scrambling to my knees. “Yes, I consent. Yes, I want this. I want you. All of you.”

Kellan’s dimple flashed as he grinned at me, rubbing a hand across his tattooed chest and then down his ripped abs. There was no hiding the swollen length of his cock pressing against his jeans.

My mouth legit watered as slick coated the insides of my thighs, soaking through the material of my leggings.

“Have you done this before?” Crew asked, grabbing my chin to turn my attention to him.

I winced as another cramp hit. “You know I haven’t. Jude can tell you that they tied me up?—”

Crew cleared his throat. “That’s not what I meant.”

“What our fearless leader is too much of a gentleman to ask,” Kellan cut in with a smirk, twisting a lock of my hair around his finger, “is if you’ve ever let someone into your pretty pussy before? Or is this your first time?”

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