The heat of his skin against mine sends a shiver through me, and I realize with a jolt that Cliff is completely naked. I can feel his cock pressing against my lower back, thick and hard and impossible to ignore.
At the foot of the bed, Raff watches us with dark eyes as he unbuckles his belt and pushes his jeans down. His cock springs free, big and already leaking at the tip, and he kicks his jeans aside without taking his eyes off me. Then he slowlycrawls up the bed toward me, his eyes locked on mine, making my breath go shallow.
Raff's hands slide up the inside of my thighs, feeling the slick coating my skin, and he lets out a low, appreciative sound. "Oh, Cliff." His gray eyes flick up to his alpha over my shoulder. "She is absolutely soaked."
Cliff's hands slide down from my waist, moving slowly until they find the backs of my knees. He lifts them carefully, bending my legs and placing my feet flat on the tops of his thighs. The position opens me up completely, spreading me wide with nowhere to hide. The cool air hits my exposed skin and I suck in a sharp breath.
"God," Raff breathes as he stares at my bare pussy. "Look at you." He licks his lips, thumbs tracing slow lines up my inner thighs without touching where I need him most.
Behind me, Cliff makes a low sound against my neck that vibrates through my whole body.
Raff's eyes flick up to mine, dark and steady. "Keep your eyes open," he says quietly. "I want you to watch."
Then he lowers his head and puts his mouth on me, and every coherent thought I have dissolves.
The first touch of his tongue against my clit makes me quiver. "Raff," I gasp, my fingers sliding against the short, bristly buzz of his hair.
Cliff palms my breasts, pinching my nipples lightly as Raff continues to devour my pussy. The dual sensations are overwhelming.
The flat of Raff’s tongue presses against me before the tip circles my clit, then flicks it in quick, teasing patterns. Each flick sends a shock straight through me, making my thighs tremble. He alternates between broad strokes and pointed flicks, driving me wild with the changing sensations.
The pleasure builds,hot and intense. My hips buck up into Raff's face, seeking more.
Cliff's hand presses flat against my stomach, holding me down, as Raff’s tongue works faster, harder.
"Raff," I gasp. "Please.” I moan loudly as Cliff bites down hard on my mating bite.
Raff slides two fingers inside me without breaking the rhythm of his tongue, curling them just right, and the combination is so overwhelming that my head falls back against Cliff's shoulder and a broken sound tears out of my chest.
"Raff," I gasp. "I'm going to?—"
"Give it to me," he says against me, and he doesn't slow down. He speeds up.
“Come on that fucking tongue,” Cliff commands, and my body instantly obeys.
My orgasm hits me like a wave I didn't see coming, cresting and breaking all at once. It rolls through me in long, shuddering pulses that make me arch off Cliff's chest. My fingers twist in the sheets beside me, my feet pressing hard into the tops of Cliff's thighs, and the sound I make is embarrassingly loud in the quiet room.
Raff works me through every last second of it, his fingers and his tongue not letting up until my whole body is trembling uncontrollably, and I push weakly at his shoulders because I can't take any more.
Finally, the alpha pulls back, pressing one last kiss to the inside of my thigh before lifting his head. His mouth is wet and his eyes are very dark and he looks deeply, insufferably pleased with himself.
"Good girl," Cliff says against my hair, his hand stroking up and down my stomach while I come back to myself in pieces. "That's it. Breathe."
I let out a long,shaking breath and stare at the ceiling, buzzing and loose and warm.
Raff crawls up the bed until he's level with my face, his hands braced on the bed next to Cliff’s hips. He tilts his head, looking at me with that slow, wicked smile. "Still with us?" he asks.
"Barely," I manage, and I feel my face flush hot once again.
Raff laughs, low and genuine, and kisses the corner of my mouth.
Behind me, Cliff shifts, and Raff grabs my hips, lifting me as Cliff moves.
I feel the loss of my pack alpha’s warm body for a moment before he repositions himself until he's kneeling between my legs where Raff just was.
Cliff’s hands find my hips, turning me gently onto my stomach, and I go without resistance, my body still too loose and warm to do anything but follow wherever he leads.
Raff stretches out beside me, his head propped on one hand, watching. His cock is still hard against his stomach and I reach out without thinking, wrapping my hand around him, and he pulls in a sharp breath through his nose.
