Page 172 of Lyric & the Heartbeats

But it wasn’t only Nohen who moaned when Emerson slid the head of Nohen’s cock between his parted lips. “Fuck,” Nohen panted.

He reached an arm out, wiggling his fingers for her to come closer. Lyric shifted up onto her knees, ready to cross the bed and join the fun, but Emerson released Nohen’s cock with a soft pop, reached up and grabbed his hand, and threaded their fingers together. “Nope. You can’t join until you ask nicely.”

Lyric whined, curling her lips into a pout before sitting back down.

Two could play at that game.

Lyric grabbed the hem of her shirt and lifted, stripping the fabric off her and tossing it aside. Her leggings were next, and yes, it just so happened that she had to wiggle them off while lying on her back, making the bed wobble with her movements just to catch Emerson’s attention.

Once she was nude, she got the reaction she wanted as she spread her legs and dipped her fingers between her lips, feeling the wetness from her arousal.

“Dammit, Lyric,” Emerson groaned, and tightened his grip on Nohen’s hands before lowering his mouth over the beta’s dick again.

Nohen tilted his head back, curious to see what had pulled that curse from the controlled alpha, only to groan and rock his hips up into the heat consuming him. “Lyric,” he whined. He tried to wrest his hands free, and it only excited Lyric more to watch Nohen struggle to touch her.

Lyric wanted to make Emerson ask her to join, but poor Nohen wasn’t allowed to touch her or move. He couldn’t do anything except take what Emerson was giving him, and Lyric was only adding to his desire.

“Guys,” Nohen panted. “Please stop being stubborn and just give in. This isn’t fair. I’m stuck in the middle.”

“Yup. Wouldn’t want our beta feeling left out, would we?” Emerson asked Lyric.

Lyric chuckled. “Exactly.” She really liked the sounds coming out of Nohen’s mouth, the desperation they were laced with.

Nohen grunted. “But now Lyric’s left out, Emerson,” he panted. “Isn’t that what you didn’t want to happen?”

Emerson huffed, released one of Nohen’s hands, and began stroking the beta’s cock while he thought. “Fine. I have a solution.”

He grabbed Nohen by the hips and flipped him over, freeing his hands. Nohen took advantage and reached out, pulling Lyric closer until he was poised above her. Over his shoulder, Lyric could see Emerson watching them together. His eyes were half lidded, and in the low light of the bedroom, the gleam of arousal was bright.

“Make her come, and I’ll let you fuck her,” Emerson murmured by Nohen’s ear loud enough for Lyric to hear.

The purred threat made her clench around nothing.

“Then what are you going to do?” Nohen asked breathlessly.

Nohen dipped his head down and pressed a kiss to her thigh, his hands roaming her skin as if he just had to be touching her.

Soft, teasing touches that only paused when Emerson spoke again. “Hopefully making it hard for you to concentrate. But…” Nohen’s hips kicked into the bed, and Lyric glanced down to see Emerson’s fist wrapped around his cock. “If you come first you don’t get to fuck anyone.”

Lyric wanted to laugh at Emerson’s evil genius, but instead a gasp was pulled from her as Nohen parted her thighs and pressed his lips to the top of her slit.

His tongue laved at her shamelessly, seeking her taste, her pleasure. Lyric was happy to give it to him, and she threaded her hands through his curls, hanging on for dear life.

She had a feeling this was going to be a wild ride.

Nohen swiped his tongue over her clit, and Lyric jolted. He latched on once her reaction registered, and Lyric rocked up into him with every lick and suck that pulled her closer toward her looming orgasm.

“You can do better than that,” Emerson taunted.

The reminder that he was watching made Lyric crack her eyes open—when had she closed them? —and the watchful, heated gaze Emerson shone down on her made her body tighten.

But not for long. Nohen hummed against her, the slight vibration only teasing her more, before she felt something press against her core. As he circled her entrance with a finger, Lyric nudged her hips into the touch, silently begging. Now that he’d started this rush of ecstasy, Lyric didn’t want to stop, she just wanted more.

No, she didn’t know exactly what ‘more’ she was asking for, but she wanted it no matter what.

“Nohen,” she gasped as he pushed a finger inside her. He instantly crooked it up, seeking her g-spot and nailing it almost immediately.

She dropped one of her hands to his shoulders, her nails turning to claws as she tilted her hips up for him.