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Rachel moans as I move my head downward and run my tongue through her juicy pink lips. Fucking hell. The taste sets my senses on fire. My sweats dampen with pre-cum as I delve deeper, wanting more, full of desperate need.Why the fuck haven’t we done this before?
I sense Rachel’s shock when our connection opens, and she hears what I’m thinking. She attempts to move back, and I tug her closer, looking up and shaking my head without removing my tongue from her sex. She covers her mouth with her hands, her eyes wide.
Oh, Goddess. I should have showered!
That’s why we’ve never done this before. She always cleans up, and there are definite invisible lines we never cross while all four of us are in bed together. I completely agree with most of those lines, but not licking our mate when she’s already been fucked? That unspoken rule is officially out the window.
I would lick you, even if your pussy was dripping with their cum.
I would never not lick you.
Her hands tangle in my hair, and I look back up, as I drag my tongue out of her entrance and up to her clit. Her desire swells as she gazes down at me.
Careful, Carter. I might hold you to that.
I fucking hope that she does. I want to hear her tell us exactly what she wants. I want to see the expressions on Silas and Adrian’s faces when I do it. They already think I’m a deviant. Why not push that image further? See if I can convince them to service our mates needs under any circumstance.
Rachel’s thighs quiver as I flick my tongue over her clit.
I take my time, holding her in place while I inch her closer and closer to the edge.
I’ve been working on my control, finding ways to stay hard for longer while my mate’s arousal is perfuming the air and her taste is in my mouth. The sensations are as heady as ever, but practice is helping me get there. That, and the desire to keep the connection we share open for as long as possible. Having Rachel read my mind is the most intimate thing I’ve ever experienced. I only wish it was permanent. Neither of us have been able to work out why it only happens when I engage her heat.
I sense it when she’s close to losing control, right before she grasps my hair tighter and starts to grind lightly into the teasing flicks of my tongue. Her breath catches and I feel her getting wetter right before she comes, squirting her juices onto my tongue and my lips.
Her thoughts go feral while she climaxes. A flurry of cries inside her head, all pleading and gasping and begging at once. It makes it so much damn harder to control my own desire. It would be so easy to get caught up in hers.
No, Carter. Keep it together. You know what you really want to do.
Her touch loosens after a few long seconds, while she’s catching her breath and trying not to collapse to the floor in front of me. She sways a little and I grip her ass a little harder.
She lets out a gasp and looks down at me with wide eyes.
I lick her sweetness from my lips while I stare back at her. I break her gaze only to move lower and capture one last, lingering taste of her.
That pure, sweet taste that’s all Rachel is getting stronger. The musk Silas left behind is fading.
I can’t tell which I like better now that I’ve tasted them together. All I know is I want more.
Later. I make the promise to both myself and Rachel.
Later, when we’re all in bed together, or later when it’s just me and her.
Either way, I’ll get another taste soon. A longer one. Deeper. More satisfying.
Today we’re being sneaky, and there’s something I’m thinking about doing that’s a little sneakier than licking my mate out in my bedroom while the door isn’t closed all the way.
Rachel’s eyes widen for the third time when she hears what I’m thinking about doing.
You could get away with what we’ve just done, if I went in the shower now before Adrian wakes up.
She’s right. I could. But what fun would that be?
Chapter Thirty-Two
Rachel
IstripoutofSilas’ T-shirt and Carter takes off his sweatpants. If we’re doing this, we’re going in without clothes, so we don’t have the added pressure of undressing quietly before we start fucking next to our Alpha. It’s a batshit crazy plan, but I kind of love it.
