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In one fluid motion, her legs are around me, urging me closer. My dick bobs against her, nestling into her folds, ready to sink into her. She shifts, and my head enters heaven, and it takes everything inside of me not to thrust into her up to my balls, knotting her until she can’t walk ever again.
Instead, I give her short measured thrusts, teasing the shit out of myself. Her tightness is almost too much, and I almost spill my seed with the small contact. Need is seeping into my bones and soon, holding back won’t be an option.
“Fuck me, Felix,” she moans. Sweeter words have never been spoken, and I don’t need Austin’s command to do what she says for my body to listen to her.
As my knot nudges her entrance, our moans mix, and I thrust into her, my hands propping me over her body on the desk. I know that both Saint and Austin are getting off on the vision of us, but at the same time, it feels like it is just the two of us.
Pleasure and need are a lethal combination as I kiss along her collarbone. Her skin is sweet, just like her perfume. A perfect match. A scent match. I can’t let her go.
So I do the only thing I can think of to keep her. I thrust my knot into her, locking into her body as I sink my teeth into the base of her throat. The mating bite sends me rolling into my orgasm, and my dick jerks inside of her as I soothe the bite on her neck. The silver moon mark already forming, as her skin heals the way it should after a mating bite.
I empty my seed into her, part of me hoping it creates life, while another knows that it is unrealistic outside of a heat. It is only the newly awakened alpha inside of me that has me thinking that way anyway. So I push it away as I let my climax wash over me, as she grips me so tightly in her folds, I am positive I will never leave.
“What the fuck were you thinking?” Austin drags me back to the present, my vision just barely clearing enough to know he is talking to me.
Audrey looks like a vision beneath me, my mark on her neck, where it belongs. I run my fingers along her sides as I straighten up to look at my alpha. Anger is burning in his eyes, but I think it is probably at the fact he wasn’t first. Not that he’d admit that to himself.
“Fuck,” Saint says. At least they both reached their own climaxes before getting pissed at me.
Ignoring them both, I press my hips into hers as firmly as I can, and she pulses around me. She smiles up at me, a blissed out look painted on her face. Not ready to leave her heat yet, I gather her into my arms, still firmly inside of her, and carry her over to the black leather sofa. She curls into me as I settle her in my lap. As we cuddle, I can feel the blood returning to my dick, and I can’t help flexing up into her warmth.
She lifts her head and grins down at me. “Mmmm, Felix, I think we are on the same wavelength.”
As she moves on me, riding me in slow, easy strokes, I glance over at the other two. Neither one of them can bring themselves to pull her from my arms where she clearly wants to be, but I can see the same need inside each of them that built up inside of me. Now that I’ve claimed our scent match, I’m sure they won’t hesitate to do it, too. I’m just curious if the contract will win out over instinct.
As pleasure builds at the base of my spine, she moves faster, bringing us both to our climaxes faster than the first time. She drops a soft kiss to my neck as the orgasm subsides and nuzzles into me, scenting me like she can’t get enough.
Then she pulls back, looking over her shoulder at the other two. I know what she is thinking, because I am thinking it too. They should join us. She licks her lips before pressing them together, and I know she must be thinking about something that arouses her because she clenches around me again, tugging a groan from me at her folds tightening around my sensitive dick.
“If you keep doing that, it will just be you and me all night,” I say.
She brings her deep brown eyes back to me and sinks her teeth into her lower lip as if she really has to decide if that is what she wants. And if it is me, who would I be to say no? But sharing is caring, and we tightly strung my alphas even with their release.
“You’re right, I should give them attention, too.” She pushes off of me as my knot loosens, her slick coating me in the cool air once she is on her feet.
Hunger shines in their eyes as she turns toward them. When she approaches them, she walks her long fingers down the front of Austin’s shirt, to just above where his dick bobs, leaking pre-cum to the floor.
“What’s next, Daddy?”
She blinks innocent eyes up at him, and he growls before crashing his mouth into hers in a punishing kiss. One that releases all of his pent-up frustrations. She melts into him, her hands going around his neck and threading into his hair as she mewls into his mouth. Then he pushes her away, harsh breaths puffing out of his chest. And a burning desire flaring like an out-of-control forest fire in his eyes.
“Take your boots off, princess, Daddy doesn’t fuck withyourclothes on.”
She lifts her brow before doing what he orders and turns around to face away from him, bending over. Her ass and puffy pink folds are on full display as she unties her boots.Slowly. I grin as I watch her tease him. As she kicks off the first boot, he slaps her ass.
“Stop taking your time.”
She moves as slow as a sloth as she pulls on the lace of her other boot, shifting her weight so her legs are slightly open, and anyone in the room could smell her perfume. He growls low in his throat and smacks her other cheek. She arches back into his touch with a moan.
“You like that, princess? How would you like my knot while you touched your toes?”
If possible, she moves even slower. I huff a quiet laugh as I watch her toy with him. As the other boot flops off her toes after she’s untied it and lifted her foot to kick it away, she reaches for her low black ankle sock. But stops and runs her hands flat up her legs until she is almost standing. Austin growls at her disobedience, and I’m sure he is seconds from taking the socks off her feet himself. Her fingers smooth over the curve of her back and over her ass as she looks at him through hooded eyes.
“The socks too.”
She smiles slowly like a cat that’s caught the canary and is full of satisfaction at their actions. “The floor is cold,” she says. A fake pout crosses her face for a second before she is smiling again.
“You won’t be thinking about the floor when I’m deep inside of you,” he replies, sure of his abilities. And he isn’t wrong. You think little with him buried inside, at least I don’t. “Socks. Off. Now.”
