Chapter 29
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Briar
K eir might not have piercings like Easton, nor does he have the unabashed exuberance that Calder brings to the table. He’s just pure dominant alpha. My cheek falls against his as he bucks up into me. The way his hands span from my waist all the way down to the bottom of my ass makes me feel dainty and petite. I’m none of those things, so it’s a nice change to feel small in comparison to him.
He takes over, leading the kiss, and my core clenches wildly. This isn’t one of those encounters where I’m wrapped up in pheromones or a wave of heat; it’s all me wanting him inside me.
Keir lifts and drops me, and the warm water laps at my skin before bouncing against the wall of the tub. My hand digs into his beard, enjoying the scratchy feeling against my skin.
He moves his forearm around my lower back and continues to guide me with that hand while the other moves to the back of my head. This man is so damn good at making me feel safe. It’s unreal. My instincts are sure my pack isn’t complete yet, and I agree. It won’t be until I have his calming energy in the bond to ground the rest of us.
His smoky, nutty scent becomes noticeable, and my nose twitches as his tongue teases mine. “You better be rubbing your clit against me, baby girl. Otherwise, you’re going to embarrass this old man.”
I growl, nipping at his lower lip. “You’re not old. You’re sexy as fuck.”
Bouncing on my knees, I continue to drop farther down his length with every swivel of my hips. He’s so hard that it feels like my pussy is stretched to capacity, even though I know I could take his knot.
Keir wraps his hand in my hair at the base of my skull and tugs until my skin prickles with goose bumps. He pulls my neck to his mouth and flicks his tongue over Easton’s claiming bite. “There is nothing in the world as sweet as being inside you bare. Knowing that when I flood you with my cum, it’ll be dripping down your thighs.”
“Yeah,” I groan, clenching my inner muscles around his ridiculously hard length. “That is really hot.”
“You fucking destroy me, sweet girl. Never has my restraint been so paper-thin as it is with you.” His hand lands against the top of my ass that hovers just above the waterline. The stinging ache turns into a blissful tingle of pleasure that radiates through my nerve endings. “That’s it, Briar, ride Daddy’s fat cock.”
My fingers dig into his chest, and my nipples tighten to the point it’s almost painful. I pick up speed, using him to rake against my G-spot. His knot teases my lower lips, and I ache to beg for it, but I want to continue this in the new bed, and the water would get cold waiting for it to deflate.
A whine escapes my lips as he tugs hard on my hair, and I lose it. With the pressure in my abdomen turning to pure euphoria, I sob, begging him to bite me.
“You want my cum, pretty girl? Because you’re about to get it.” Keir growls, pulling my face close to his. “That’s it, milk out every drop. I’m going to fill your sweet little pussy up.”
I dive for his mouth, and my head whips back with how tightly he grips my hair. “Please!”
Fuck if I know what I’m asking for, but he brings my mouth to his. My nipples brush his strong chest as my shoulders shake with the force of my orgasm ripping through my body.
Keir grows thicker and longer and harder—if that’s even possible. His shaft jolts as he grazes his canines over my lower lip.
I nod, patting his shoulder.
I hope he understands what I’m asking for.
He must get the memo, or it was already in his plans, because his teeth dig into my lower lip.
My vision goes spotty, and the bond slips in before I can even consciously acknowledge it. My soul knew what I wanted and gave it to me.
Keir’s scent floods my mind as he guides me to work over his throbbing length. I finally get myself together enough to think about someone other than me. My hips swivel, and I grind, working him over.
His euphoria hits in the bond, and my pleasure only feeds off of it.
Everything outside of Keir becomes hazy and muted.
I moan at the feeling of his teeth retracting from my skin, but I do my best to send him my emotions and a glimpse of how grateful I am to have him. He holds my skull in his massive palm and licks over the bite to clean and seal it.
My pack is now complete. All I was missing was Keir.
Being in the confined area of the contraption Keir and Calder purchased sends my system into overdrive. It’s been freezing in the house since we got here, and, logically, I know it’s just as cold now.
That doesn’t change the fact that I’m a sweaty mess.
My skin sizzles as Keir laps at my clit. He crooks his fingers and pushes against my pelvis in some magical way that makes me insane with need.
“That might be too much,” I groan as my arms thrash against the bed. “Fuck, Keir, it’s too much.”
“I prefer Daddy , but it’s just enough.” His eyes sparkle mischievously in the dim light that makes it through the tent. “Now, be a good girl and come all over my tongue.” He dives back onto my clit, flicking and sucking.
Seriously, I have no idea what’s happening, but it’s a lot. My shoulders shake, bowing off the mattress as I bury a hand in his hair and attempt to tug him up. He has to be getting everything I’m feeling in the bond, because I’m way too overloaded to block spillover.
I almost feel like I have to pee, but that’s not quite right. It’s a tingling sensation and so much pressure, but it also feels good. Is that a thing? It’s something I’ve never experienced before.
“Come on, pretty girl. Stop holding back and soak my fucking beard,” Keir growls. “Now!”
The last part comes out as a bark, and there’s no holding back.
My inner walls clamp down on his thick fingers as he rakes over my G-spot, and it’s so intense that I wail, begging him to back off. Pleasure so violent it edges on pain rips through my system.
I curl toward him in a sit-up that I could never pull off on my own normally.
Massive, calloused hands land on my shoulders, shoving me back to the bed. Based on scent alone, it’s Easton, but my eyes clamp shut as violent shocks of euphoria rip through my system, making me convulse. Though I’m unsure when he joined us, I’m not mad about it.
“He just fucked your world up.” Easton chuckles darkly, and his warm breath fans over my neck. “Didn’t he, love?”
“Yes,” I moan, still trembling.
“You gushed,” Keir says, and my eyes pop open to watch him crudely licking his lips.
My cheeks heat, because I’m pretty sure he just made me squirt.
“I’m fucking soaked in your slick,” Keir says, sucking his fingers clean.
“If you’re not in full-blown heat, it’s the most potent wave you’ve had yet.” Easton knee-walks back a bit, and I spot the thick root of his cock. He’s still in his jeans, they’re just hanging open, and he’s commando. “Would you like a demonstration on how well Keir and I can share?”
My head bobbles up and down. “Please.”
“Such a sweet little omega,” Easton coos, shoving his jeans down and off.
Keir was on his stomach as he ate me out, but he’s up on his knees, and he extends his hands, like he wants me to take them. As I stretch out my fingers, he pulls me up until I’m kneeling. His thick cock bounces around my stomach as he bends to kiss me.
His tongue moves around mine in a slow, sensual buildup that distracts me fully. Keir’s hazelnut scent makes me warm and floaty, and I’m so preoccupied that I don’t realize how close Easton has gotten to my backside. His crown bounces around my skin as he slides his hands up my sides and pulls my hair to one shoulder.
Easton licks and sucks down my neck as his hands move to cup my tits, all while Keir devours my mouth.
Goodness.
With how much they’ve bickered, I didn’t believe they could share so seamlessly. They work in tandem, teasing and tantalizing me so well, my oversensitive system becomes aroused once more.
Keir’s crown bumps my stomach, and I snake a hand down to move him to my opening, but he wraps his fingers around mine. He pulls back from our kiss, and his gaze stays over my shoulder as he says, “Let’s get her onto her hands and knees.”
Easton doesn’t reply, but his hands move to my hips. He tugs, and Keir helps ensure I don’t face-plant into the bed or his thighs. My stoic alpha holds my top half up with his grip on my shoulders as I determine which way is up and finally put my palms flat on the mattress.
Easton keeps my legs between his and pulls me apart before thrusting deep.
I whimper, glaring over my shoulder at him. “A little warning would have been nice. Those piercings are dangerous.”
East chuckles. “You like being used. You assured me of it over and over last time. I’m just obliging your wishes.” He pulls out and slides back in, his ladder piercings raking my inner walls.
Both their scents fill the small space, and I refocus on Keir. He has his massive dick in his hand, and the little string of precum at the tip makes me ravenous.
I dive down, teasing my tongue over the bottom of his shaft. Grabbing his hand, I bring it to my hair as Easton slaps his pelvis against my ass in punishing strokes that make everything fuzzy.
Smoky hazelnut hits my taste buds, and there’s no focusing on anything except sensation.