Oh.
Oh.
I supposed I should have told them already, so they knew what to expect. It just never seemed like the right time. “I’m a virgin.”
Owen’s light green eyes searched my face. After a moment, he nodded. “Alright. Alright. I suppose some part of me already suspected.”
“Owen, please.” The pain started to build, tight in my core. I lifted my hips toward him. “Please, I can’t take this. I can’t keep talking.Please.”
Owen dropped his head again, laughing. “You’re the one who asked.”
“I know, and I wish I hadn’t,” I groaned, lifting my hips.
This time, he didn’t do any of the circling or teasing. He locked in, going straight for my clit. His lips brushed it, making it throb, then he sealed around the sensitive bud, and hesucked. I didn’t have words for the way my body reacted. It was like a warm, fluid lightning that shot from my clit and went straight through to my toes and fingertips.
“Argh,” I cried out, my voice hoarse and strangled.
Vibrations filled me as Owen laughed, changing from sucking to lapping at me. My extremities bent inward, and I curled up, reaching to grab his hair. At the last second, I worried about hurting him, so I dropped my hands to his shoulders instead. He peered over my belly at me, eyes sparkling.
I smiled back instinctively, something warm that had nothing to do with arousal or pleasure filling my chest. Then he thrust his tongue inside of me, and everything narrowed down to that point of contact. I rocked my hips upward, wanting more, needing that delicious friction. He made pleased noises as he kept working me, using his tongue and teeth in ways I’d never even imagined.
My whole body throbbed, aware of his hands on my thighs, my hands on his shoulders, his mouth on that most intimate part of me. It was like I was being brought to life, sparks of electricity shooting through me.
“Almost there,” I panted.
He pushed two fingers into me as he returned his tongue to my clit. It wasn’t enough. I felt like I was standing on aprecipice, every moment making all my muscles tighten and loosen. I trembled, I shook…but my orgasm wouldn’t come.
“Owen,” I pleaded.
He pulled back, panting. Frustration built in his eyes, and I opened my mouth to apologize even as that need grew even stronger inside of me.
“It’s gone too far,” he muttered. “This isn’t enough, is it?”
I bit my lip, my shoulders curling inward. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s not your fault, Jasmine.” He got to his feet and grabbed my pants. He dressed me quickly, then yanked his shirt on. “Come on. We need to get back to the house.”
My legs were so tired from hovering on the edge of orgasm that I didn’t know if I could walk, but Owen put an arm around my waist and helped me. As we walked, I didn’t see the town or any of the people we passed by. Instead, I saw the sunlight dancing over his dark brown hair. The muscles moving beneath his shirt, the way his long, strong legs flexed as he walked. The bulge at the apex of his thighs.
“Beautiful. You’ve always been beautiful,” I mumbled.
“We’re here,” he said, his voice strained.
I broke my gaze from him in surprise. The other three alphas were already there, and my breath caught. They were all so beautiful. So wonderfully beautiful. I couldn’t stop staring at all of them, and wished I could split myself into four so I could wrap myself around each of them all at once.
“We need to seal the mating,” Owen said beside me. “Her heat has reached its peak.”
“Then let’s go upstairs,” Jace said.
“More walking?” I whined. They all came toward me, and I grabbed hold of Killian, because he was the first one to give me pleasure. It only made sense he’d be the first one I gave pleasure to. “No upstairs. Right now.”
Killian growled and yanked my shirt off. My breasts felt heavy, throbbing, needing to be touched. But even as he reached for my breasts, Owen was suddenly there. He put his hand on Killian’s shoulder, pushing him away from me.
“Hey!” I protested.
“She’s a virgin,” Owen said. “Upstairs. Bed.”
Killian nodded. I tried to protest again—the bed was so far away!—but before I could, Killian had lifted me into his arms. I yelped and threw my arms around him. He didn’t even seem to register my weight as he charged for the stairs. The other three followed after, all their eyes bright and locked on me. It made me feel like I was something incredible.
