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My fingers grip her thigh, and I roll my hips against her, showing her just how hard I am for her.
“You can have me, little mate, all of me,” I growl, grazing her earlobe with my teeth. She shudders at the touch, a soft moan slipping from her lips. “But the first time I claim you will be for us alone. Tonight, I want to feel your delicious pussy come around my fingers, and I want the rest of your mates to watch the way I make you come apart only for us.”
Her gaze shifts to her three other mates as though she completely forgot that we were surrounded by others for a moment. They watch her with ravenous looks, Arsenio’s fingers gripping the table’s edge like he’s forcing himself to hold back. Zeke roves over her body, drinking in every detail of the lust that wafts off our scrumptious mate, while Zayn practically salivates, his mouth agape and eyes wide.
“I’m starting to think you’re all talk,” she whispers, glancing back at me with a conspiratorial grin.
“Why is that?” I purr, my body instinctively inching closer, needing to feel her lips against mine.
“If you really wanted me, you would already have your fingers buried in me,” she breathes, her lips so close to mine that her sweet breath dances over my skin, teasing me with her vanilla and cinnamon scent. “Maybe I should get—”
I don’t let her finish her threat, knowing exactly where she was heading. There’s no fucking way I’m going to watch one of those other dicks have their hands all over her, not when I’ve had her pressed against me, her scent and arousal permeating my senses. My lips descend on her, devouring her as though she’s my dessert.
A growl reverberates through my chest as my wolf surges to the surface, possessive and demanding as she parts for me, and my tongue sweeps in to tangle with hers. She isn’t soft or pliant under my touch—not that I ever thought she would be. No, we both wrestle for dominance, our mouths clashing in a scorching kiss that could burn down the world around us.
My fingers trail up her thigh, teasing her as I near her apex. Skylar bucks her hips up into my touch, her body ready for the pleasure she knows I can bring her. I want to tease her, to take my time wrestling for dominance with her, but judging by the scent of arousal permeating from her other mates, I know this isn’t the time. But when I finally claim her, I’ll make her beg for me and for me alone. I love her dominance, but my wolf still craves to see her let go of that control in the bedroom, the ultimate sign of trust amongst alpha mates.
I delve beneath the thin material of her thong, my chest rumbling in delight at how soaked she is for me already.
“You’re so wet for me, little wolf,” I growl against her lips, delighting in the gasp that slips out as I circle her clit.
Growls reverberate from our right, but I ignore them, knowing they won’t interfere.
“Fuck me already,” she groans, the sound hot and demanding as I slip my fingers back out from her soaked panties.
“We should give your other mates a show, though,” I murmur, and slide the fabric of her dress over to the side.
“Take them off then,” she says, pulling away. Her eyes flick up to meet Arsenio’s heated stare in invitation.
Our breaths come in ragged pants as we part, waiting as Arsenio nearly leaps from his seat and kneels beside my chair. He gently wraps his fingers under the waistband and inches them down her legs. He locks eyes with her the entire time as he slips the fabric into his pocket and slowly returns to his seat, understanding that tonight is about Skylar and me. I look down, my hand settling on the silky swath of skin of her thigh, her soft mound unobstructed now and visible for us and only us.
Sliding my hand back up, I let her legs part, splaying her open for the others to see as my fingers swirl over her clit. She pulls in a staggered breath and her lips find mine, that heat and desire ramping back up after the tender moment as we stare in appreciation of our mate. I delve between her lips, burying my fingers so deep inside her she gasps against my mouth. My chest warms with satisfaction as I give my mate exactly what she asked for. Curling my fingers as I pump them inside her, I work her up with my thumb on her clit.
I wish I could rip this dress off her right now, that I could worship her breasts, giving them the attention they deserve. But this shared tradition is not the time for that. Soon I’ll have her, soon I’ll be able to see her splayed bare beneath me, and I’ll get to explore every inch of her supple skin.
She pulls away, golden eyes gleaming back at me.
“Everett,” she moans, her expression open, her eyes searching, roving over my face. The room seems to fade away, no one else is here but the two of us. My cock strains against my pants, begging to be let free, to pump inside my mate in the same rhythm my fingers are right now.
“Come for me, little wolf,” I growl. Her breaths come in ragged pants as I work her closer and closer to that precipice. I roll my thumb over her clit, my fingers curling inside her once more, and her pussy clamps around them, her eyes locked on mine as she bites her bottom lip to keep her screams of pleasure in. Heat seeps into me as she shakes, her pussy still clenching as I work her through her climax.
My chest rumbles in a possessive growl, and I barely hold my wolf back from claiming her here and now. I want to see her let go. I want to hear the delicious sounds and curses that normally spill from her lips as the waves of her orgasm crash over her.
“Next time, I’m going to have you bent over this table, my hand fisted in your hair, and my cock buried in that sweet pussy of yours,” I growl in her ear. Her pulse quickens at the picture I paint for her, and she audibly swallows. Her hips grind against me while my cock jumps at the pressure. I grip her thigh harder, barely holding myself back from taking that promise and making it a reality right here and now.
But I can’t. I know I won’t be able to hold my wolf back.
Not yet. I have to think about my mate and my pack, and neither of them are ready for our souls to be joined in that unbreakable bond.
“Everett,” she breathes. My name on her tongue very nearly does me in. I’m ready to throw it all to the fucking wind for her, for my mate. But neither of us is thinking clearly with the thick cloud of lust hanging over us.
“I’m going to wait until you beg me, little wolf,” I whisper, and she shivers at my breath running over her ear. So fucking perfect. “I’m going to wait until you’re shaking with need, pleading with me to take you and make you mine.”
My wolf rumbles with approval. “But until then, we have work to do.”
Chapter Ten
Skylar
