Chapter 28
Chapter
Twenty-Eight
EMMA
The guys fall silent, staring at me as if I’d just given them the Holy Grail. I flush with contentment, knowing that those were the exact right words to say.
Then Sebastian kisses me deeply. “I want that, too. You’re the best Christmas present I could have asked for.”
I giggle, but the sound turns into a gasp when his knot finally releases. His shaft slides past my pussy lips, and the moment his cockhead is out, a rush of cum follows, slipping onto the kitchen table under my ass.
“Oh God.”
I try to squeeze my legs together, but Carter is faster, taking my knees and spreading them rudely apart.
“Fuck, you’re dripping,” he murmurs.
He runs his clawed fingers gently through my pussy lips, scooping up the mess, and brings his claws to his lips. He licks Sebastian’s cum and my juices, his eyes closing in pleasure.
“Best damn thing I’ve ever tasted.” His big frame shudders, and he fixes his dark gaze on me. “You ready, sweetheart?”
I take stock of my body, of how I feel after being so thoroughly used by Sebastian—and also Troy and Carter. I should probably demand another break, just to make sure we’re pacing ourselves, but there’s a burning need inside me, urging me on.
“Yeah,” I breathe. “I’m ready. I want your knot, Alpha, and your bite.”
He curses, a low sound that seems ripped from him. “Then spread your pussy for me, Emma. I want you ready and open to take my knot immediately, do you understand? Relax and get yourself nice and soft so I can push inside you and fuck you like you deserve.”
My inner muscles clench at his filthy words, and more cum trickles from my pussy.
I moan at the sensation, embarrassed but so damn turned on.
Beside us, Troy sinks to his knees and takes Sebastian’s cock in his mouth, licking it clean like he promised.
But I focus on Carter only, because his presence commands it. I can’t look anywhere else.
I lie back on the table and spread my knees wide. I’m completely exposed like this, showing off my body and my pussy—and it feels amazing. Carter tracks every movement I make with hungry eyes. His breathing picks up, his tail twitching restlessly behind him.
He stares at my pussy, then flicks his gaze up to my face. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he rasps. His fingers twitch on my knees, as if he’s barely holding himself back. “Do as I told you. Don’t make me wait, Emma.”
I suck in a deep breath, then force myself to relax. It’s difficult because of how turned on I am. My pussy keeps clenching around emptiness, and I let out a desperate mewl, wishing Carter would just bury his cock inside me and give me an orgasm that way.
But that’s not what he said. He wants me to take his knot on the first slide, and I want to at least try to obey.
I put my hand to my pussy. I cover it at first, fresh embarrassment surging through me at the thought of what I’m about to do. But a low rumble starts in Carter’s chest, so I part my pussy lips with two fingers instead.
This is the most exposed I’ve ever been. No one has ever demanded this of me—and I wouldn’t have done it for anyone else but my three mates. I flick my gaze past Carter to where Sebastian is watching me, his mouth open, his hand clutching the back of Troy’s head as he rocks his hips forward.
“You need to let Carter knot you, baby,” he gasps. “All my cum’s leaking out, and I need it to stay deep inside your pussy.”
I squeeze my eyes shut for a moment, willing away all the emotions that are keeping me back from enjoying myself fully in this moment.
It doesn’t matter what the world taught me about women who enjoy their pleasure.
It doesn’t matter what my previous lovers would have thought of me right now—because they’re not here.
And my mates, these three amazing, loving men, are obsessed with me.
They want me just like this, and there’s nothing wicked, nothing unnatural about using my body to wring out as much pleasure as possible from them—and myself.
I relax my shoulders and let out a deep sigh.
Then I roll my fingertips over my clit, slipping and sliding them through all the gathered moisture.
The sensation has me gasping out loud, and I let myself enjoy it.
I work a finger of my other hand into my pussy, then add another because I’m so fucking slick.
My knees fall all the way apart at the pleasure that courses through me, and I thrash my head from side to side, chasing that perfect high.
“That’s it, Emma,” Carter encourages me. “Make yourself feel good. Show us what you like.”
I roll my fingers faster and plunge a third one in my pussy, stretching myself for his knot.
“Baby,” Sebastian whines, his body curling over Troy’s. “You look so fucking good. Troy, are you watching this?”
From the corner of my eye, I see Troy release Sebastian’s cock from his mouth. He tracks my movements with a hungry gaze, his hand still squeezed around Sebastian’s knot.
“If you make yourself come,” he growls, “I’ll make Sebastian go at the same time. And I’ll follow after.”
His other arm moves, and I realize he must be stroking his cock, invisible to me under the table. That means all three of us will finish, which leaves…
Carter smirks down at me. His cock is hard and dripping precum, but he’s holding himself back, waiting for us to climax before he takes his pleasure.
“Not fair,” I protest, my hips rolling up. I swipe my fingers over my clit again. I’m so close, I don’t think I could stop even if I tried. “Y-you should—ah!”
My fingers hit my G-spot so perfectly, my body spasms in delight, but I grit my teeth, holding my orgasm back by a thread.
“A true alpha always makes sure his pack is satisfied,” Carter purrs.
His hands slide down my thighs, toward my pussy, and for a moment, I think he might take over, might give in to the temptation and fuck me, but he merely swipes his fingers over Sebastian’s mating bite.
It sends a spike of pleasure through me, and behind him, Sebastian cries out, his hips snapping forward so he buries himself in Troy’s mouth.
“Fuck!” Sebastian grasps Carter’s shoulder for balance, looking as if he might collapse at any moment. “Do it again, Alpha!”
Carter’s grin is pure satisfaction. He massages the bite with his thumb, rubbing over the still-tender cuts on my skin. It feels amazing, as if he was teasing my nipples, and from how Sebastian is reacting, he must feel the same.
“What…?” I gasp as my pleasure builds, nearly cresting to throw me over the edge.
Carter leans in to nose the valley between my breasts and licks the sweat gathered there. “A mating bite is sensitive, Emma. What does it feel like? Focus on the spot.”
I slow the movement of my hands and close my eyes, trying to isolate the sensations. And there it is, the pulsing in my thigh, where he’s massaging me—it feels great, like a low hum of pleasure, but underneath it, a glowing, vibrant sensation of…
“What is that?”
My eyes fly open, and I fix my gaze on Carter, who’s watching me closely, completely serious now.
“Do you feel him, Emma?”
I still my fingers on my clit, focusing only on Carter’s strokes over the bite mark. Some of the pleasure I feel is mine, I know it, but there’s also…
“Make him come, Troy,” Carter commands.
My gaze flicks over to Troy’s bobbing head.
He squeezes his clawed fingers around Sebastian’s knot and sucks his shaft deep, then backs up and hollows out his cheeks, focusing on Sebastian’s cockhead.
The younger man shouts out, his body going taut, and then he’s coming and rocking his hips forward in jerky, rough movements.
Troy takes it all, swallowing down all his cum.
But what’s most incredible is the way that pleasure pulses inside me, spilling right from the mating bite as if our connection allowed us to feel each other.
“Oh!”
I try to close my legs against the onslaught of sensation, but Carter won’t let me—he massages the mating bite all through Sebastian’s orgasm, and it nearly pushes me into my own climax.
My fingers slip from my pussy as it clenches, and I bite my lip, barely holding back.
Somehow, I know Carter doesn’t want me to finish yet.
His gaze turns triumphant as he scents my growing need.
“You felt that, didn’t you?” he purrs, leaning over me. “You felt Sebastian finish?”
I nod, shocked at the revelation. “The mating bite…it connected us?”
His smile is full of teeth, his expression satisfied. “We weren’t sure you’d be able to feel it because you’re human. And it wouldn’t have mattered to us. But the fact that you do…” He shakes his head as if in disbelief. “Every time I think I know how amazing you are, you surprise me more.”
I melt underneath him, his words kindling a beautiful glow in my heart. “Thank you.”
He braces his hands on the table on either side of my head and leans down farther. “No, thank you, Emma. The connection will grow stronger when I bite you, too.”
I tip my head to the right, exposing the left side of my neck, which bears no mark yet. “Then do it, Alpha.”
But he just chuckles and nudges me until I show him the right side, where Troy bit me earlier today.
“Oh, I’ll give you my bite,” Carter purrs. “But first, you’ll give us all another orgasm, won’t you?”
He nuzzles his cheek against mine, then brushes my hair away and licks Troy’s mating mark in one long, rough stripe.
Troy’s hoarse groan tells me he feels it as much as I do, so I close my eyes and focus on the sensation of Carter sucking on my skin.
The echo of Troy’s pleasure is faint at first but grows stronger, and I want to come with him, but my hands are squished under Carter’s weight.
Then I realize I have something far better to rub against than my fingers—Carter’s hot cock is right there. I squirm a little, getting myself in position, and roll my hips up to meet the smooth, slick shaft.