Carter leans in to nose the valley between my breasts and licks the sweat gathered there. “A mating bite is sensitive, Emma. What does it feel like? Focus on the spot.”
I slow the movement of my hands and close my eyes, trying to isolate the sensations. And there it is, the pulsing in my thigh, where he’s massaging me—it feels great, like a low hum of pleasure, but underneath it, a glowing, vibrant sensation of…
“What is that?”
My eyes fly open, and I fix my gaze on Carter, who’s watching me closely, completely serious now.
“Do you feel him, Emma?”
I still my fingers on my clit, focusing only on Carter’s strokes over the bite mark. Some of the pleasure I feel is mine, I know it, but there’s also…
“Make him come, Troy,” Carter commands.
My gaze flicks over to Troy’s bobbing head. He squeezes his clawed fingers around Sebastian’s knot and sucks his shaft deep, then backs up and hollows out his cheeks, focusing on Sebastian’s cockhead. The younger man shouts out, his body going taut, and then he’s coming and rocking his hips forward in jerky, rough movements. Troy takes it all, swallowing down all his cum.
But what’s most incredible is the way that pleasure pulses inside me, spilling right from the mating bite as if our connection allowed us to feel each other.
“Oh!”
I try to close my legs against the onslaught of sensation, but Carter won’t let me—he massages the mating bite all through Sebastian’s orgasm, and it nearly pushes me into my ownclimax. My fingers slip from my pussy as it clenches, and I bite my lip, barely holding back. Somehow, I know Carter doesn’t want me to finish yet.
His gaze turns triumphant as he scents my growing need.
“You felt that, didn’t you?” he purrs, leaning over me. “You felt Sebastian finish?”
I nod, shocked at the revelation. “The mating bite…it connected us?”
His smile is full of teeth, his expression satisfied. “We weren’t sure you’d be able to feel it because you’re human. And it wouldn’t have mattered to us. But the fact that you do…” He shakes his head as if in disbelief. “Every time I think I know how amazing you are, you surprise me more.”
I melt underneath him, his words kindling a beautiful glow in my heart. “Thank you.”
He braces his hands on the table on either side of my head and leans down farther. “No, thank you, Emma. The connection will grow stronger when I bite you, too.”
I tip my head to the right, exposing the left side of my neck, which bears no mark yet. “Then do it, Alpha.”
But he just chuckles and nudges me until I show him the right side, where Troy bit me earlier today.
“Oh, I’ll give you my bite,” Carter purrs. “But first, you’ll give us all another orgasm, won’t you?”
He nuzzles his cheek against mine, then brushes my hair away and licks Troy’s mating mark in one long, rough stripe. Troy’s hoarse groan tells me he feels it as much as I do, so I close my eyes and focus on the sensation of Carter sucking on my skin. The echo of Troy’s pleasure is faint at first but grows stronger, and I want to come with him, but my hands are squished under Carter’s weight.
Then I realize I have something far better to rub against than my fingers—Carter’s hot cock is right there. I squirm alittle, getting myself in position, and roll my hips up to meet the smooth, slick shaft.
“Ah!”His hips buck forward at the contact of my wet pussy with his cock. “Naughty mate. You want me to fuck you?”
“Yes, but I know you won’t, so let me just…”I roll my hips again, and my slick clit slides right along his shaft in perfect contact. “Ah, fuck, that feels good!”
Carter’s low curses fill my ear, but he licks Troy’s mating bite again, giving me what I want.
“Your pussy is so hot,” he growls, his breath hot on my damp skin. “Troy feels what you’re feeling, too, and he knows what a dirty girl you are, rubbing yourself on your alpha’s cock.”
I grasp his sides with both hands for leverage and dig my fingers into his short fur. “Yes!”
Troy’s snarls are coming faster now, and the pleasure ripples through our newfound bond, telling me he’s close. Carter rocks his hips for me, too, building the need inside me. He may act like he’s unaffected and only doing this for us, but his amazing scent intensifies, growing darker and more potent with every thrust of his cock over my pussy.
“I need you inside me,” I cry, tugging him down over me. “Please, Carter, please!”
His snarl is all the warning I get. He pushes himself off me in one quick heave, then lines up his cockhead to my pussy lips. “Can you take me, Emma?”
