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“Is that your way of saying you’d like me naked?” Grayson asked.
Rider grunted. “Keep it down, over there.”
They both laughed. “I’ll try,” she said, knowing full well she had no intention of doing that. Paris wanted Rider to join them and would do what she needed to do to draw him in.
Grayson lifted her off him so that he could ditch his clothes. His shoes, pants, briefs, and shirt were gone in a heartbeat.
“Now, where were we?”
She smiled. “I think I was about to suck on your cock.”
CHAPTERTWENTY-ONE
After watchinga naked Paris in bed with Grayson, Rider wasn’t sure how much more he could handle. His dick was throbbing, and he had to work to keep from shifting. For sure, he'd have more control if he were in his wolf form, but Grayson would give him hell from here to eternity if he did that.
Rider closed his eyes and tried to imagine something other than the divine Paris Mansfield. The problem was that her scent was already engrained in his brain.
Unable to keep from watching, he opened his eyes. His teeth sharpened, and his bones started to crack. Paris was on her knees, with her ass high in the air, sucking on Grayson’s cock. Had his friend not grabbed her hair and moaned, Rider might have been able to rein in his desire.
Paris was right about one thing. They all needed a stress reliever. He could ill afford to go into enemy territory and have his mind on what he wanted to do.
Go for it, his wolf urged.
Fuck it.
Rider swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood. In a second, he was naked. Inhaling, he stepped over to the other bed, and as much as he wanted to impale Paris’s ass, it was too soon. For tonight, he and Grayson would have to take turns exploring her glorious pussy.
Considering she was bending over, he had to crawl behind her. He reached around her and cupped her breasts. When she didn’t jerk, but instead pressed back her hips, his dick nearly exploded.
What is wrong with you?
No woman should have this much control over him.
Mate, mate.
Rider couldn’t think about what the consequences of being with Paris might be right now when all he wanted was to make love with her.
He leaned over her back and pressed his lips to her ear. “I want you.”
Paris lifted off of Grayson’s cock. “I was hoping you would.”
That confirmation sent his need soaring. As much as he yearned to plunge into her immediately, his need to touch and taste her won out.
Grayson grunted and clasped her shoulders. “Enough chatting for now. Kiss me.”
“You don't have to ask me twice,” she said.
Rider had shared with Grayson in the past and understood jealousy would only lead to disaster. Considering Rider and Grayson were friends again meant somewhere along the way, he’d forgiven him for what had happened in the past.
Paris’ moans jerked him back to the present. Needing to touch all of her, Rider dragged his hands down her back and then followed the path with kisses. She wiggled her hips, sending his libido higher.
“Patience,” he whispered as he held her hips tightly, though he was talking to himself more than to Paris.
He continued to fondle her breast with one hand, while he slid the other to her sensitive clit. When he pressed on it, Paris groaned even louder. Between her luscious ass, her scent, and his intense need for her, Rider would never last. To make sure she was ready, he slipped two fingers into her wetness. It was as if she, too, was holding on by a thread.
Unable to wait any longer, he placed his cock at her entrance and delved in. It didn’t matter that they’d made love last night. His need for her had gone up ten-fold, which made no sense.
Don’t question it. Just enjoy.
