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Tugging on his hair, I led him back to my clit, begging without words for him to direct his attention where I needed it most.
Chayton shook his head back and forth, his rigid tongue adding the pressure I desired. My orgasm coiled low in my belly, and then he backed off again, driving me insane with lust. He nipped and teased everywhere but my clit.
My fangs pressed painfully into my lip from how hard I was biting myself, and a frustrated moan escaped my throat.
Chayton’s tongue started a sensual rhythm, moving in a wave as fluid as the ocean. He licked me like I was his favorite dessert.
“Holy fuck, she likes that,” Kota growled, and in my heady arousal, I glanced his way. His eyes were glued to where Chayton and I joined, his hand gripping his hard cock through his jeans. I couldn’t tell if he was willing his erection down or rubbing himself through the denim.
Every fiber of my being yearned for the latter.
The color was high in Kota’s face as he watched Chayton’s tongue work my clit.
“Suck that sweet spot into your mouth, Chayton,” Kota suggested, his breathing ragged. “Sh-She needs it.”
Chayton’s happy rumble vibrated my thighs a moment before his mouth closed around me, following Kota’s orders. The delicious suction sent me crashing over the edge.
“Oh! Oh God!” My legs shook around Chayton’s ears and my heels dug into his back.
He moaned, sending tiny vibrations through my clit as his tongue lashed the nub.
I gushed, coating his mouth and chin with my release as my eyes slammed shut. My mouth opened on a blissful cry, and I held Chayton captive against my throbbing flesh.
His teeth nipped, sending me into aftershock after aftershock, but I wasn’t sated. He’d taken the edge off while stoking the flames of my rapacious hunger.
Already, I yearned to have his blood on my tongue and his cock buried inside me.
Chayton shifted when I finally released my hold on him and straightened when I let my legs down.
I waited for him to step into me, but he moved back and let Kota get a good glimpse of my pink, wet core. A light blush mantled my cheeks as he ate up the sight of my bare pussy.
“Come here.” Chayton beckoned his friend closer, and Kota hesitated.
He took a tentative step forward, then another, until he was next to Chayton.
Closing his eyes, Kota groaned as he breathed in my heady scent.
“Have you ever touched a woman before, Kota?” Chayton’s voice was husky, and Kota swallowed before minutely shaking his head. His eyes stayed closed, and his Adam’s apple bobbed in his throat.
I knew Kota was a virgin. I’d surmised as much when I’d learned he didn’t have much experience kissing, though he was immensely good at it. How much the guys knew about his virginal status, I didn’t know, but I didn’t want Kota to feel embarrassed or pressured into anything he wasn’t ready for. Though my body ached for him, and my heart desired to destroy the walls he kept so carefully erected around himself, I would wait for him. However long it took Kota to battle his demons, I’d be here, supporting him and cheering him on from the sidelines.
“Can Kota touch you, Lorn?” Chayton inquired patiently. There was no pressuring, just an openness and willingness to share me with his pack brother. Chayton knew Kota was the last of my mates to fully accept the mate bond, and whatever happened today in this kitchen wouldn’t change that, but it would bring us closer. Did Kota want that?
The two of us were like magnets, drawn together only to repel apart again, but I had faith that someday we’d stick.
I took a deep breath. “Do you want to touch me, Kota?” I asked him directly, feeling vulnerable and exposed. If he said no, it would probably hurt my pride.
Kota’s eyes opened, and I saw the battle come to an end. “Yes,” he rasped, giving into his desires and burying every reason he had to stay away from me.
“Then I’m yours.” I bit my lip seductively, my fangs abusing my plump flesh as I spread my legs wider for him.
He groaned, and he and Chayton shared a weighted look. They were having a private conversation through the bond Jolon kept open for the pack.
Chayton held out his hand, and Kota stood frozen for a moment before slowly lifting his own. Chayton gripped Kota’s wrist and slowly guided his hand to my leg.
Kota’s gaze was riveted to where he touched me. Chayton trailed Kota’s hand higher, and I waited with bated breath as he moved closer to my soaked center. The first brush of his fingers had me gasping, and Kota looked like he’d stopped breathing altogether.
“Oh shit,” Kota breathed. His touch was uncertain, but he grazed his fingertips lightly over my folds. “You’re so fucking smooth.”
