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“Dimitris?” Milo quietly repeated his name, but his breathing only further slowed. “You really have been pushing yourself for our sake.”
I felt lips lightly brush mine before it felt like I was truly sandwiched between the two of them. The sensation was beyond satisfying, the comfort and protection it delivered encouraging me to go back to sleep.
“Sleep, Princess.” Milo’s voice seemed far away but his message was clear. “No one will harm you.”
I couldn’t refuse.
* * *
Wakingup to Milo’s hardness pressed up against my pussy wasn’t on the morning agenda.
Probably because it wasn’t morning? I honestly didn’t know what time it was, but I didn’t expect to be sandwiched between Milo Raymond and Dimitris Moore.
Ya…no. This has to a wet dream of sorts…which I don’t mind one bit. Nope.
I should have felt rejuvenated after some sleep, but as of now, I was tired, sluggish, and horny as fuck. It really didn’t make sense when Dimitris and I had done the wild deed multiple times. We’d left each other satisfied, so I should have been hungry for food.
Not another round of sex with Milo in the mix.
This had to be one of those moments where you had to make a logical decision that benefited everyone in the bed, but almost dying was really making me want to say “fuck it” and react the way my body was throbbing for me to do.
No, no. Willow. You have to think logically. Logically. You’re the Beta of the pack. Milo wants us to get to know each other more before we fuck. I think. And Dimitris is sleeping. He needs his rest.
Mentally talking it out helped a smidge, at least enough to encourage me to try to slip out of both their holds so I could go to the washroom and attend to this tense ache between my legs that was clearly calling for my handy fingers to get the job done.
I shifted further against Milo to try to get Dimitris to loosen his grip around my waist, and the touch only made my legs wrap further around Milo—how the fuck did those legs even get all tangled with the sexy fae? Can’t my limbs not set me up for failure while I sleep?—while I shivered from the way my pussy simply brushed the fabric of Milo’s golden boxers.
If his thickness wasn’t hard before, it was definitely hard now, leaving me to freeze in place when Milo grunted, “Princess, why are you trying to escape?”
“For my own sexual sanity.” The words left me without even thinking which left me groaning while a croaking chuckle came from behind me.
“She’s trying to be logical and not fuck you while I’m sleeping since I need rest and she’s the Beta of the pack,” Dimitris announced.
I gasped and turned my head to over my shoulder to see his half-opened eyes that were still sleepy but didn’t hide the pure merriment in those pink orbs.
“Dimitris!” I hissed as my cheeks began to flush red. “Y-You’re embarrassing your Beta!”
“Oops.” He didn’t give a flying fuck. “My bad.”
I was totally going to take him on a complaining ride but he tugged on my hips, which pulled me right back against him.
“You going to ignore your needs again?” he tossed threateningly my way. “Do I have to teach my Beta that she needs to start satisfying herself if she wants to be helpful to the rest of the pack?”
I was too fucking stunned to speak.
Milo was chuckling now, the low, joyous sound only further enticing me.
“You have to be nicer than that, Alpha,” Milo reasoned. “She doesn’t know we can sense how horny she is.”
“Y-Y-You can’t fucking sense shit!” I stuttered as my whole mind went into an overload of fuckery. Every smart excuse I’d been deciphering waved its white flag and jumped off the plank of reasoning because they knew where this was going.
“Really?” I was just giving Dimitris ammo to use against me at this point, and the devious Alpha wasn’t going to let such opportunities fly by. “Your body begs to differ.”
Deny. Deny. Deny!
“My body wants out of this bed and into the shower,” I huffed and attempted to get out of Dimitris’s hold, but I gasped because his hand was already between my legs and those chilled fingers were gliding up my folds at a generously slow pace, leaving me to trail every damn movement until they were pulling away and mere inches from my face.
Those two fingers glistened with my juices, and the aroma hit the air and wrapped around us like a rope desperate to keep us together.
