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Before I can respond, the back door swings open and Cian is there, reaching for me. “Everleigh?”
Kylian passes me to him, and I don’t hesitate when Cian murmurs, “Wrap your legs around me. I’ve got her.” Cian presses his palm against my spine and straightens, tucking my face against his throat.
“Cian,” I whimper as I rub myself on him.
His mouth brushes the top of my head. “Just hold out a little longer. We’re home. Let’s get you inside.”
My belly tightens in anticipation. Inside means somewhere soft. It means ripping off these clothes. It means an alpha knot deep in me.
Cian moves quickly, taking long strides as he rubs his hand soothingly up and down my back. Closing my eyes, I cling to him, hearing a door open and Rune call out.
“Nancy. Everleigh’s heat has started. We’ll be in the home theater.”
I don’t hear Nancy’s response, and I don’t care. Suddenly, we’re moving downward, not up to a bedroom as I thought we would.
I peel my face from Cian’s throat to complain when he slants his head and his lips cling to mine. Losing myself in his sweet kiss, I wind my arms around him and moan as my back hits something soft; I flutter my eyes open. My body is still burning, but for a second, I absorb where we are.
Pack Ashe cozy.
And then Cian is reclaiming my lips as Kylian and Rune strip the clothes from their bodies.
Chapter50
Everleigh
Cian pins me onto a floor of cushions and his tongue delves into my mouth, giving me a series of potent open-mouth kisses.
It’s not enough. I writhe under him as I grab at his clothes, wanting themoff.
As if he knows what I’m trying to do, he breaks the kiss, sinking back on his knees as he grips the bottom of his shirt and pulls the material over his head.
I see that expanse of rippling hard muscle, the hunger in his eyes, and my body is moving with no conscious thought. Rolling over, I place my palms on the cushion, part my thighs, and present for him.
“Please, Cian,” I beg when he doesn’t immediately touch me, and I need him to touch me.
Now.
An eternity later, I feel his hands on my hips and the heat of his body as he curves it around me. The intoxicating scent of his alpha pheromones, citrus, pumpkin, and sweet licorice is overwhelming all my senses.
I rub myself on him, the bottom of my dress sliding down my back, exposing my pussy to him.
“You never have to beg, Everleigh.” He smooths his hand over my hip and my belly. He gives my clit a far too glancing touch, and I gasp, widening my thighs.
He nibbles my ear. “Let us give you everything you need.”
I nod eagerly, holding my breath for more of his caresses.
But I can’t hold myself still. I can’t stop writhing, shifting restlessly on the cushions as I press my cheek onto the cushion and lift my ass higher, needing Cian to slam home.
His fingers delve into me, one finger and then two, slowing pumping into me. I moan, biting my lip as my slick drips from me to coat his fingers. I’m so hot, I can barely think. Maybe I say something, maybe I make a soft sound of complaint for Cian to pull his hand from between my thighs, ignoring my whimper.
His hands grip my silk dress and he slides the material the rest of the way off me, briefly lifting me so he can get it over my head. And then I’m fully exposed to him. Claiming my lips in a potent kiss, Cian places his palm on my lower back and presses downward.
I bend eagerly forward, cheek on the cushion, palms flat and ass raised for him.
His cock touches my pussy. My muscles tingle as his body covers mine. A heated, muscled blanket of hot male skin over my back, my ass, all of me.
He breaks the kiss suddenly, breathing hard as he whispers against my lips, “Are you ready, Everleigh?”
