Chapter 19 #2
“Lift your hips, Marcus. Yeah, like that.”
“I think our mate is really good with his hips.” Linc wasn’t even looking at me. Or he was, just not at my eyes.
A stupid grin spread all over my face. In this very moment, I was powerful. I’d been in bed with other people—Steven, sure, but also others before him—but I had never had this much power, this ability to command someone’s attention with just a word or an involuntary twitch of my leg.
There was a small voice in my head that wondered whether this was because they were all werewolves. Whether I hadn’t found the right person so far because I’d been looking among the wrong section of the population.
Maybe these three were it for me. Maybe being their mate was what I needed, not the post-breakup abstinence after all.
I pressed my eyes closed, overcome with confusion as little fires broke out all over my skin, ignited by fingers and hands, by Ellis’s lips pressing a kiss against my knee.
“I want—” I was breathless, and it was hard to focus on words. Ellis was kissing his way up from my knee, and—
“What, Marcus? What do you want?” Linc asked, cupping my cheek again, centering me long enough for me to gather my thoughts.
“You guys naked. I want to see you guys naked. I want to see…I want to see what looking at me does to you.”
Ellis, sadly, stopped before his kisses got him to anywhere interesting, and he and Linc locked eyes. “What did you do with him while I was at work?”
I put my foot on his shoulder. “Dom bought me hiking shoes and paraded me around town. I like a good time, you know? I have a right to want to see three hot werewolves aroused for me, okay?”
Dom chuckled, and in the process he flicked my left nipple with his tongue. That was torturous.
“You heard him. Let’s get undressed,” Linc said.
Ah, I liked how reasonable he was. I also liked that they were taking off their clothes, but they didn’t pay me nearly as much attention while they did so.
That was frustrating, but they all looked really good undressed, so it was okay.
I’d seen most of Dom already, and while the flannel was very questionable indeed, his exercise routine really worked for him.
Linc too. He didn’t look like he spent much time behind a desk at all.
There was too much definition there, and his slim waist would make him look absolutely gorgeous in a suit.
Ellis, on the other hand, was softer than the other two. Not that he was in any way less toned, but where there was sharp definition in Linc and Dom, Ellis gave me cuddle vibes. But cuddling was going to have to wait.
“You’re almost drooling, Little Red.” Dom huffed. “Shit, I can understand Dad talking about Mom being all in shape a lot more now.”
I looked at him. “People shouldn’t bring their parents into the bedroom, figuratively speaking. But seriously, is this a werewolf cliché fanfic got right?”
Dom just looked giddy, so Ellis answered. “It’s because of how our entire bodies have to work when we shift. All our muscles stretch and contract, our bones change position and shape. Makes for a really high metabolic rate. When we run on all fours, it’s a good workout.”
Linc pulled me up again. I’d slid into a nearly supine position that had given me a pretty decent view of the lot of them.
“You’re making us give you all our secrets. You’re happy with what you’re seeing?”
He was moving me around, adjusting me so that I could lean against him while he hooked my arms over his own knees. He angled my head in such a way that the stitches didn’t poke me.
“Yeah.”
Breathlessness was coming on again.
Ellis reached for the lube and popped it open. I watched him squeeze a generous amount onto his hands. “Try to relax, Marcus.”
I licked my lips as Linc made sure Ellis had easy access. “Will I get a lollipop again?”
Someone growled. Ellis’s expression was that of someone who’d just found treasure, which wasn’t usually what you got from the person about to finger you for foreplay. At least it wasn’t what I’d usually gotten.
My vision was obscured in short order when Dom moved in to kiss me. He was insistent, and I was gasping into his mouth the moment when Ellis touched me.
That felt so good. So good I was getting dizzy all over again.
It didn’t take long before he pushed past my ring.
And fuck me, but Ellis was good with his hands.
It had to be a doctor thing. I hoped it was a doctor thing, hoped he knew how to use the rest of him too, and I would’ve told him that, except Linc and Dom were vying for my attention.
It was as if they were sharing custody of my lips between them.
There was a table tennis joke in there—there were probably a lot of jokes we could make about the foursome we were about to have.
Yet, the truth was, I felt more cherished than I ever had.
And I liked it. I really, really liked it.
“You’re doing so well, Marcus, look at you,” Ellis said.
Linc let up, leaving me with Dom, who decided to offer me his thumb to suck on, which I totally did. Normally, I didn’t like this kind of thing unless the other person had washed their hands, but we were pretty much beyond that.
“He looks beautiful down there,” Linc said.
Ellis nodded. “He does.”
Linc licked his lips. “You’re not touching his cock at all.”
Dom kissed my temple and whispered in my ear, “Want me to touch your cock? Want to come in my mouth again?”
I bit down on his thumb and moaned, not just because of what he’d said but also because of what Ellis was doing. I was pretty sure his advanced anatomy skills had revealed my prostate to him, and now he was relentlessly rubbing against it, and it was honestly a lot to bear.
I tried twisting my hips to get…more. I knew I needed more.