Page 148 of Pack Dutton: Part One


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I moved over him, chasing his taste as I took more of him into my mouth.

Rhett’s hand cracked across my ass, and I yelped in surprise, spinning to look at him. His gray eyes swirled like an impending storm.

“Greedy omega,” Rhett scolded. “Did we say you could taste Kellan’s cock?”

I slowly shook my head as my breaths quickened. My scent saturated the room as more slick dripped from my aching core. Unable to help myself, I licked my lips, tasting the last remnants of Kellan.

Rhett’s lips curved into a devastatingly gorgeous smirk. “Ride Kellan, and I’ll let you suck my cock.”

I scrambled up, straddling Kellan. The thick head of his cock notched against my opening as his hands clamped on my hips. He thrust up as he pulled me down, filling me to the hilt.

My head fell back, a wanton moan falling from my lips.

“Ride him, love,” Rhett encouraged, getting to his knees beside us. He stroked his wide cock, the muscles and tendons of his forearm contracting and rolling. His scent, woodsy campfire smoke, permeated the space, mingling with my own chocolate and Kellan’s peppermint.

I licked my lips as I rolled my hips, finding a fast rhythm with Kellan that had my insides coiling tight as another orgasm hovered just out of reach.

“Give me your mouth,” Rhett demanded, reaching for the back of my neck. I twisted my torso, letting him guide my head down to his cock while I braced my hands on Kellan’s hard chest for balance.

Rhett’s hand tangled in my hair, guiding my head to take all of his length. Kellan took over from beneath, fucking up into me in brutal thrusts as his knot throbbed at my opening.

I choked on Rhett’s cock, desperate to consume him whole. I hollowed my cheeks as he hit the back of my throat and he shouted as I swallowed around him.

Rhett’s taste was entirely different from Kellan, but no less heady, and I briefly wondered if I could get dick drunk from their cum.

Fuck, I wanted to find out.

When Kellan’s fingers found my clit, rubbing it in firm circles, I started to unravel. I doubled my efforts on Rhett, desperate to make him fall apart before I did. His knot pressed against my lips, and for a moment, I wanted to suck him deeper. To take his knot in my mouth and feel it lock behind my teeth, trapping us together.

Just as fast as I had that thought, I shoved it away. Knotting an alpha in your mouth was the ultimate act of trust—or violation, as my time at the APA had taught me. And while I trusted these guys, I wasn’t ready to go there.

Yet.

“Yes, love,” Rhett growled, yanking on my hair and making my scalp burn. “Don’t fucking stop. Be a good girl and swallow every single drop, then Kellan will make you come again.”

I hummed around his length, teasing his slit with my tongue as I shifted my weight to one hand, freeing up the other to squeeze his knot.

Rhett came with a garbled roar, hot ropes of release painting the inside of my mouth and throat. I worked hard to swallow around him, determined to get every last molecule of his cum in my belly.

Best breakfast ever.

Rhett pulled his cock free from my lips, and I let out a frustrated sound of annoyance. I liked his taste on my tongue, the way his wide cock made my jaw ache.

Chuckling, he leaned in and kissed me, licking into my mouth with languid strokes.

“Gonna fucking come in your tight pussy,” Kellan hissed, his knot pushing into me. “Take my knot, sugar.”

I ground down, working his knot inside my body. When he finally pushed the last bit inside, I clenched around him. My pussy was a vise, strangling his knot as it swelled to its full, impressive size. His thrusts turned jerky and rough as he kept fucking me from beneath.

Kellan threw his head back on the pillows, the corded muscles of his neck flexing as he started to come. “Fuck, yes, sugar. You’re fucking perfect.”

My insides shimmered at his praise as I felt my own orgasm crest. I kept kissing Rhett, reveling in the feel of both alphas holding me as I flew apart.

I was still shuddering, aftershocks of my release rippling through my exhausted muscles, as Rhett managed to work a hand between us. He gathered my slick on his fingers and trailed his soaked fingers over my hip and to my ass.

I pulled away from our kiss with a questioning look.

He shot me a lazy grin as he pressed a finger against my puckered hole. “Tell me, love, have you ever been taken here?” He gently massaged the tight ring of muscle, the feeling foreign and decadent at the same time.

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