My mouth waters. My cock throbs, leaking pre-cum into my boxers.
Seth turns his head. He sees me standing in the doorway. His eyes are black, swallowed by lust. He doesn’t stop moving.
“I couldn’t stop,” he grinds out. “She needed it. I tried... I couldn’t.”
He thrusts deep. Sedona cries out, arching off the bed.
“Billy,” she gasps. She turns her head. Her eyes find mine. They’re hazy, fever-bright. “Billy.”
I walk to the bed, my feet moving of their own accord. I’m pulled to her like a magnet.
I stand by the side of the mattress and look down at her.
Her skin is flushed pink. Her hair is a wild tangle on the pillow. She looks beautiful. Wrecked.
“Are you okay?” I ask.
She nods. Her breath hitches. “Everything hurts,” she whispers. “It burns.”
I lean down to kiss her cheek. I taste the salt of her sweat.
“Seth can help,” I murmur. “Let him help.”
“I need all of you,” she chokes out. Her hand reaches for me. She grabs my wrist. Her grip is surprisingly strong. “Please. I need... I need...”
She drags my hand down.
I feel the heat radiating from her core. I feel Seth’s shaft sliding in and out of her. I feel her slick coating everything.
She presses my fingers against her clit.
“Rub it for me,” she begs. “Please.”
I look at Seth. He’s watching me, his jaw tight. He doesn’t stop moving. He nods.
I comply.
I press my thumb against the swollen bud. I rub it in circles, matching the pace of Seth’s thrusts.
Sedona screams.
Her body shudders. She clenches around Seth. Her legs tighten.
“Oh god,” she moans. “Yes. Right there.”
I watch her face. I watch the pleasure wash over her. I feel the connection between the three of us. It’s electric. It’s primal.
I work her clit with my thumb. Seth pounds into her.
We are working together. We are a pack.
The door creaks behind me, and I turn my head.
Tex stands in the doorway.
He’s frozen, his eyes wide as he takes in the scene. Me kneeling by the bed. Seth on top. Sedona writhing.
His nostrils flare. He smells the heat. I see the bulge in his jeans grow instantly.
