I didn’t have to ask what he meant. The air had shifted around us, full of tension and need. Just like that, it felt impossible to resist anymore. I leaned in, catching Jasmine’s mouth with mine. She groaned, pressing up tighter to me.
“Shower,” Renz said, getting to his feet. “We can’t have our dirty hands all over her.”
I wasn’t sure how we made it upstairs, but we did. We even managed to shower in our own bathrooms before the four of us alphas converged in Jasmine’s room again. She’d left the door open and lay on the bed, wearing nothing but a smile. The sight of her made my cock twitch.
“You are just too beautiful,” Killian said as he entered the room first. “You look like a goddess like that.”
Jasmine’s face flushed, and her smile widened. Her dark hair spilled over her shoulders, strategically placed to hide her gorgeous breasts from us. She had her legs crossed just the right way to show she wasn’t wearing underwear, but still not show us anything else.
I pressed forward eagerly, kneeling on the bed. The four of us all jostled for position, and Jasmine laughed as she lifted herself to her elbows.
“Are we all sure?” she asked, pressing one hand to Renz’s abdomen while Owen leaned closer and nuzzled her neck. “I know we haven’t talked about it again or discussed how things are meant to go.”
“We don’t have to discuss how things are meant to go,” I told her.
At this, Renz nodded. “We’d say if we were still worried. You can trust us.”
Jasmine wrapped her hand over the back of his neck and brought him down for a kiss. Their tongues slid, visible, into each other’s mouths. I grinned as I settled myself lower, opening her thighs. My body throbbed, wanting satisfaction, but I had something else I had been more than eager to do.
I kissed up her inner thigh, languid as I explored her soft skin with my lips and tongue. Jasmine moaned as she and Renz kept kissing. Killian massaged her breasts, kneading them between his hands before he bent over and took one nipple into his mouth. Owen wriggled his way to her opposite side and traced his tongue over her collarbone.
I watched for a moment, but I couldn’t stay distracted for long. As they touched and kissed her, I focused on my goal. The sweet, musky scent of her arousal filled my lungs as I made my way up. I teased her at first, kissing around her precious spot, but as she lifted her hips, rolling toward me, I delved in.
My tongue laved at her, the taste of her bursting on my tongue. Her hips rocked upwards again, and I wedged my hands beneath her buttocks, lifting her for better access. She was hot beneath my tongue. Her thighs encased my shoulders, and I felt the flex of the muscles that ran the length of her legs.
I found her clit with my tongue and circled it once, then pressed deeper to rub my lower lip over it. I was rewarded with a shudder and a sigh. Renz reached down, sliding one of his hands under her thigh. He lifted her open, giving me more room. I took advantage of it by sealing my lips over her clit. I wrote first my name into her, then Killian’s, Renz’s, and finally Owen’s.
By the time I was done, she was writhing beneath me, held in place by the other three as she grasped at their bodies, moaning and twitching. I slid two fingers into her, testing her, and her pussy walls instantly clamped down over me. Her back arched, and as I gave her clit one more hard lick, she let out a soft groan that climaxed into a cry.
I eased back, licking her essence off my lips. My fingers curled inside of her, gently encouraging the orgasm while being aware that she would need the stamina to take us all again.
When she had come down, she pulled Renz closer and pushed him onto his back. We all laughed as she climbed over him, breasts swaying. I wrapped my hand around myself, stroking lightly as she took a moment to meet each of our eyes and smile at us before easing herself down, pulling Renz inside of her. He let out a throaty moan as his hands clenched her hips.
“This time, I’m having all of you,” Jasmine murmured, running her hands down his chest. She arched herself, testing different ways to grind and rotate before she settled on a steady rhythm, pumping him in and out of her.
I loved the way she smiled at him. I loved the way her breasts bounced and the way she moaned and whimpered as the pleasure built in her.
Jasmine threw back her head, let out a strangled cry, and collapsed forward. She panted as the aftershocks took her. Renz let out a deep, throaty groan, and I knew he’d climaxed, too. My hand moved faster, the tightness and pressure in my cock more than I could take.
She let out another little sigh and reached over, taking Killian into one hand and then Owen in the other. She stroked them languidly, and watching the way their cocks throbbed beneath her fingers was enough to do me in. Owen finished, cupping his hand over his tip to avoid making a mess.
I finished into a tissue as my cock knotted. Jasmine wrapped her hand around my knot, feeling it gently as she stroked Killian to completion on her other side. Renz kissed her shoulders, his cock still lodged firmly inside of her.
We dozed together, and when Renz’s knot had softened enough for Jasmine to climb off him, she tugged Owen down. Once more, she was on top of him, riding him. He sat against the headboard, unlike how Renz lay on his back, and murmuredwords of encouragement as they bucked together. It was more frenzied than it had been with Renz. Jasmine held on to the headboard behind Owen’s head, her knuckles white as she threw her head back in ecstasy.
“Fuck, I could watch you two for hours,” I breathed, stroking myself again. Just seeing the way they looked at each other, pleasure and passion mixed together, made me hard.
I’d never considered before how I’d feel sharing a mate, but if I had, I would have assumed jealousy was something that I’d have to deal with. The opposite was true. I loved watching her find her completion, first with Owen, then with Killian. I climaxed every time, shortly after she did, almost as though her orgasm triggered my own.
She winced a little when she climbed on me, and I grasped her thighs, rubbing soothing circles into her skin.
“It’s alright if you need to be done for the night,” I assured her.
“My thighs are a little sore, but I’m okay,” she promised.
She proved her point by taking me into her. Her wet heat sucked me in, bringing me halfway to orgasm just like that. I let my eyes shut as I savored the feel of her. Not just how it felt to be inside of her, but the rest of it, too. How silky her inner thigh was against me, the way the muscles beneath my hands worked and flexed.
If sex during her heat had been a feast after a fast, this was something even more intense. It was tasting spice for the first time. Biting into an apple after eating nothing but plain porridge for your whole life. It was starting something new, becoming someone new.
