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The next day we are free to do as we please, not needing to watch the girls until tomorrow. I get a hell of a wake-up call as Syn settles between my thighs and wakes me with long, deep strokes between my slick folds. With my eyes still closed, my slumber not quite ready to give me up just yet, my hands reach down and curl into her wild hair gently.

“Alpha.” I breathe out a moan as she pushes my legs down with her forearms, keeping me splayed open for her.

“Baby Girl,” she purrs out against my clit, “good morning.”

Those plump lips of hers glisten with my slick, and her steely eyes twinkle up at me with satisfaction. I now see why she insisted we sleep naked, though she said it was because she wanted to feel me against her without barriers. Not that I’m complaining. I mean, hello, I have a literal goddess between my thighs worshiping me. Who could possibly complain about that? Certainly not me.

Syn latches her lips around my clit, sucking lightly and flicking her tongue while she inserts a finger into my needy hole, then another. Her fingers rub in a ‘come hither’ motion, and my eyes roll into the back of my head as tingles erupt across my body. My hips raise up, wanting to push against her face, but she moves away, stopping her gentle assault on me. I cry out, my eyes flying open, looking at her in frustration.

“Time to work on that patience, Baby Girl,” Syn tells me huskily, licking her lips.

My eyes widen, my mouth popping open.

Now?!

“You’re going to keep still while I have my way with you. Every time you move, I stop. In fact, no touching either. You’re going to hold on to those bars on the headboard there.”

I glance up at the old-time-y metal bed frame that’s been refurbished to look new. It’s one with metal bars all along it, but it’s actually really cute.

“You touch, I stop. I’ve got all day, Baby Girl. I have nowhere to be, and I’d love nothing more than to spend it between your delectable thighs being doused in your scent.”

My pussy spasms, and I whimper as I feel my slick glide out of me, dripping onto the bed. I feel warm all over, my scent getting stronger and stronger. Syn groans as she leans down and inhales me deeply, then licks one long swipe up, collecting the slick seeping out of me with her tongue. She glances up and raises a brow, waiting patiently until I reach up, wrapping my hands around the bars, splaying my legs, and pushing my hips down. I pray to the Gods that I can keep still, but I truly have little faith in myself. My self-control is nearly nonexistent.

Syn pushes a pillow under my hips and then gets comfortable on her stomach, her hair a wild mane that she pushes back to get out of her way. Her scent gets stronger, and I groan at the yummy mocha and coffee grounds aroma curling around me, barely holding back from pushing myself onto her. This is going to be harder than I thought.

One arm wraps around a thigh, her fingers coming around to hold me open for her eyes. The other stays closer to her. She leans forward, flattening her tongue against me, resuming the long, slow licks she was giving me earlier. It’s torturously slow but makes my toes curl in bliss. When she sucks on my clit, I have to close my eyes and bite my lip to keep from pushing against her again. I don’t want her to stop, already so close.

I’m doing so good, but it’s so hard to ignore that urge to grind against her to get more pressure. In the end, I fail, unable to keep myself from rolling my hips. I whine when she pulls away, tsking at me.

When she starts up again, I’m so close that I just need a nudge over that cliff side. Once again, my impatience proves to be too strong, and she stops when one of my hand’s releases the bars to grab onto her head.

“Fuck,” I whimper when she once again pulls away.

My thighs and the comforter beneath me are drenched in my slick as it slides out of me in copious amounts. I’m beyond turned on, almost painfully so, my core clenching.

“Just as bad as River. I had hope,” Syn murmurs to me as she abandons eating me in favor of moving up my body and wrapping her lips around a nipple.

“Syn,” I whine, arching my back.

She sucks each nipple to a fine point until both are aching when she’s finished with them. All of my cries and pleas are ignored as Syn teases me, driving me wild for what seems like forever, sliding her naked form against mine. Her nipples graze my sensitive skin, and her thigh ever so gently hits my clit every now and again. I’m sweaty and sticky with my slick by the time I finally get myself to be still with a fuck-ton of willpower that I had to pull out of my ass, I swear.

Two fingers rub against that delicious spot inside of me relentlessly as she sucks on my clit, hard. Stars burst behind my eyes as the dam finally breaks apart, and I come harder than I think I ever have. Syn is doused in my slick from her lips all the way down her neck, and she closes her eyes, humming against my clit as she licks me slowly, making me cry out.

I twitch as she gives me one last lick before sitting up and licking her lips. “Delicious,” she says with a smirk.

I just lay there panting, staring at her with wide eyes. “Holy shit.” I finally breathe out.

“Should have videoed that and sent it in the group chat to show them all what they’re missing,” Syn jokes as she falls beside me after grabbing a wet rag to clean herself and me up.

I bite my lip, thinking about it. It’s definitely not a no from me. I bet it’d drive River absolutely crazy, and when I get home, he’ll steal me away into the nest for as long as he can get away with it. A shiver takes over, and I’m suddenly feeling a little wild after Syn completely destroyed me.

“Who says we can’t still video it and send it?” I blurt out on a whim.

When she looks at me, her lips are quirked up, and her brows are raised.

“Why, Miss Jacobs. I am shocked... And absolutely loving this idea. But how about something even better than a video?” Syn purrs naughtily.

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