Page 110 of Pack Dutton: Part One


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Rhett’s hands, resting on my thighs, started to slide higher. Boldly, he cupped my pussy, grinding the heel of his hand against my clit.

Jude cupped my breasts from behind, rolling my nipples between his fingers as Rhett drove two fingers deep inside me.

“So wet, so perfect, love,” Rhett murmured, his eyes half-lidded with desire. He grabbed one of Jude’s hands and pulled it down. “Feel how drenched our omega is.”

Jude grinned against my shoulder, two of his fingers joining Rhett’s and stretching my opening. Someone’s thumb brushed against my clit, and I spasmed, my core clenching around their digits.

“Fuck,” Jude rasped. “So damn tight.” He kissed the shell of my ear. “You’re absolutely perfect for us, pretty girl.”

They worked me up slowly, savoring the way they were able to work as one and keep me right on the edge of coming apart. One of them added another finger, and I moaned loud and long and the beautiful intrusion of all five fingers.

“Knot, please,” I begged, needing more as a sheen of sweat glimmered on my skin.

“Jude,” Rhett whispered, “make sure she’s truly ready for my knot, would you?”

“Abso-fucking-lutely.” Jude’s growl was damn near alpha in intensity.

“Love,” Rhett touched my face, “why don’t you show our beta exactly what you’re offering?”

I nodded, mindless. “Okay. How?”

“Have you presented before?” Rhett lifted a brow, tracing my lips with a dripping finger.

My tongue darted out, tasting my own chocolatey essence mingled with the smoky flavor of Rhett’s skin.

“So hot,” Jude mumbled.

“Love.” Rhett’s tone hardened, and I realized he was still waiting for me to respond.

“No,” I finally managed.

I knew what presenting was—an omega flashing all her kibbles and bits to her alpha. I’d always thought it was archaic, the way an omega would press her forehead to the ground, ass in the air and thighs spread for her alpha to inspect.

Oddly enough, it wasn’t something Donovan had been into. Probably because he liked seeing the fear in my eyes whenever he forced me to do something.

“Show Jude exactly how much you want him,” Rhett purred, tapping the tip of my nose before lifting me off his lap.

I scrambled to my hands and knees, dropping my chest to the mattress and leaving my ass high in the air. Rhett scooted back, propping himself up near the massive headboard amongst my nest of blankets.

“Damn, Hazel,” Jude groaned, running a hand over my backside. “The things I want to do to this ass…”

I turned back to peer at him. “Feel free.” I didn’t recognize the raspy register of my tone as I gave my ass a little wiggle.

Jude’s hand cracked across the skin, then rubbed the burn in. He maneuvered himself behind me, and poised his tip at my opening. He hesitated. “I can’t knot you, Haze.”

I frowned. “I know. I just need you.”

“Fuck her,” Rhett ordered, shimmying out of his boxer-briefs and palming his cock. He gave himself a rough stroke.

Jude thrust into me, filling me to the hilt.

“Oh, shit,” I cried into the mattress.

Did Jude have a knot?

No.

Did he have a massive cock that could rival any alphas?

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