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Oh.
Shit.
That.
“Uh… I’ve done stuff,” I hedged, suddenly embarrassed with four sets of hungry eyes on me. “But I’ve never had sex.”
Donovan had been particularly gleeful about that fact when he’d had me examined when I’d presented. Sick fucker.
My gaze jumped between the men, each one bigger than the next. And I was an idiot if I thought that didn’t include dick size.
I whimpered for a whole new reason. This was going to hurt. It would probably feel good, but it would probably also hurt like a bitch. The edges of my perfume soured as fear mixed with all-consuming arousal.
Crew’s eyes narrowed as he closed the distance between us. His hand circled my throat, the blue of his eyes alight with fury. “Who touched you, omega?” His fingers trembled with rage, but he held me like I was delicate china that might shatter.
I flattened my lips and shook my head. I didn’t want to think about that now, and I definitely didn’t want the pack thinking about it. Besides, Donovan had nothing to do with my current hesitation.
Oh, no. That was all these guys and what they were packing. “I was just thinking that you guys aren’t exactly tiny, so this is probably going to hurt.”
The edges of Crew’s eyes crinkled as he grinned, looking more wolfish than like a man. He leaned in closer, his breath warm across my lips. “Being an omega means you’re built to take us. And I promise that by the time you’re taking my knot, you’ll be begging for it, little one.”
“You promise, huh?” I arched a brow, finding some of my snark even as my chest heaved with breathlessness. “Prove it.”
The rough snarl was all the warning I got before Crew slammed his mouth down on mine.
36
Hazel
Crew’s lips crushed mine, his kiss hot and demanding as he used his hand that was wrapped around my throat to push me backward on the bed. I toppled onto my back, my legs naturally falling open. Crew didn’t give me a second to think as he knelt on the bed, pressing my thighs wider with his broad body.
His tongue licked into my mouth, and I was certain my body would combust. I would burn up in a pile of slick and ash in this bed.
And I’d only been kissed so far.
My nails scoured down his back as I arched into him, rubbing my chest to his. My nipples were hard enough to cut diamonds, and the throaty moan I let out probably would’ve mortified me in any other situation.
The bed beside me dipped and a warm hand slipped between our bodies. Crew lifted his hips up enough for Kellan to slip past the elastic of my leggings and bypass my flooded panties. The first brush of his thick fingers against my slit had spots exploding behind my eyes. My body spasmed with a gasp, and I ripped my mouth away from Crew’s as I shuddered.
Rhett’s chuckle was low and much closer. “Did she just…”
“Hell yes, she did,” Kellan replied, sounding entirely too smug.
“Fucking perfect omega,” Crew praised, his words landing right on my heart.
“More,” I begged, not sure how to articulate exactly what I needed, but definitely knowing I needed out of these clothes ASAP. Each time my skin rubbed against the material, I felt like a caged tiger, straining to escape. I needed less clothes, and so did these guys.
I started pulling at Crew’s shirt, impatiently trying to rip it off.
“Easy, baby,” Crew murmured, reaching back and yanking off his shirt in one smooth movement.
So.
Much.
Muscle.
My core cramped painfully at all the tanned flesh on display. It had been years since I’d seen Crew without a shirt, but if he was built as a teen, he was jacked as an adult.
