Chapter 27
Duke
My fingers tangle in her golden hair, deepening our kiss as I walk her backwards into the room. Maverick convinced us to grab a suite at a nearby nesting hotel, just for the space to fit all of us. We pull away, panting as I kiss down her jaw and to her shoulder. “Can I have you first, Wife?”
She shudders. “Please, I need you.”
Her pupils are blown wide, her scent sweetening to the point it’s making my mouth water.
My fingers trail down her back, and I gently turn her around so I can pull at the zipper of her dress.
On the side, I can see Maverick and Cooper move onto the other bed, giving us space for just the two of us.
Goosebumps pebble over her skin, and I press a kiss to her shoulder, my cock pressing hard against my pants as I see her bare back.
“Not wearing a bra, Princess?”
She shakes her head. “No, you gonna check if I’m wearing panties next?”
My eyes drop to the hemline of the dress, and a small growl rumbles in my chest. “You better be. If anyone got even a flash of what’s ours, I’m going to kill them.”
Brielle giggles, looking over at me from her shoulder as her blonde hair cascades down her back, the tips brushing my fingers. “My hero.”
My lips pull up into a smile, then I tug the dress down past her hips, letting it pool at her feet. The tiny g-string thong hugging her flesh makes us all groan.
“Fuck, baby. You are the most gorgeous thing to ever walk this soil.”
Brielle turns, and I pull my attention away from the hard pink tips of her perky breasts as her hands run up my chest. Just the single touch has my insides burning with fire, my heart galloping along faster than a racehorse.
I wrap my arms around her, squeezing her ass and pulling her closer.
Her head tilts back to stare up at me, and I lean down to kiss her lips.
Brielle falls to her knees before I can, and I blink, surprised by the action, then groan when her dainty hand wraps around my cock.
My head tilts back, nearly losing it as her tongue licks around the ridge of my swollen head and then down my entire shaft.
When she pulls one of my balls between her pillowy lips, I clench my teeth and tangle my fingers into her hair.
“You trying to make me come already, love?”
Her giggle vibrates against my skin, and it makes me harder.
I look forward, finding Cooper lying back, an arm thrown over his eyes, and Maverick watching us intently.
I’ll never take for granted that they are giving us this time, but I know it must ache to not touch her when she smells as good as she does.
“What if I want to come in that pretty pussy instead?”
She moans, sucking me deeper, and pleasure coils tight in my stomach as I struggle not to release right down her throat. She pops off, licking her lips and looking up at me. “Wherever you want, Cowboy.”
I hold my hand out to pull her to her feet and kiss her.
“Mmm,” she moans, her fingers tangling into my hair, and then she jumps. I stagger a step with a laugh, catching her as her legs wrap around my waist.
“Warn a guy next time, wild thing,” I say through a chuckle and carry her to the bed.
I let us fall onto the mattress, keeping my full weight off her as her breasts bounce, and my mouth waters at the sight.
Something about the jiggle of a woman's breasts just makes me lose every sense of decency.
Brielle gasps when I palm the generous mounds in my hands, kneading them before sucking a nipple into my mouth.
When I pull back, I slip my hand over her throat and kiss her lips, grinding my cock against her center.
My tip slides against her wet heat, and it jerks and leaks pre-cum, adding to the mess.
“Tell me I can have you again,” I whisper into her ear, kissing the shell of it.
Brielle rocks her hips against me. “Please, Alpha. I need it. I need you.”
Three growls answer, and I smirk, pulling back to kneel above her. I grab a pillow, stuffing it under her back and pulling her hips to me, opening her legs wider.
“Look at them. Look how you have all of us so desperate for you.”
She tilts her head back to stare at Maverick and Cooper, both with their cocks out now, slowly stroking them as they stare at her. Her teeth dig into her bottom lip and she lets out a small whimper.
I shush her, swiping my fingers down her dripping seam and pressing into her.
“We’ll take care of you, baby. But it’s my turn first.” I kiss a path down her breasts, her soft belly, until I’m at the junction between her legs.
She smells so fucking delicious. My thoughts are a scramble, my vision a little hazy as I lean down, lapping up the slick dripping out of her.
Brielle jerks her hips up, her hands tangling into my hair, pulling it tight as I shove my tongue into her, desperate for more of her sweetness.
It’s unlike anything I’ve ever tasted before, like pure ambrosia, made perfectly for me.
“Oh god, Alpha. Please. More.”
Her cries are like a drum against my head, encouraging me to go harder, to drink from her. My canines ache to bite into her soft skin, make her mine, and I pull away sharply, panting as I stare down at her.
“I want to bite you so bad.”
With wide eyes, Brielle’s lips part and then Cooper lunges from the bed, covering her mouth with his hands. He kisses her temple, stroking her sweaty hair away from her face. “Look at him, Princess. Look at how close he is to rut. Don’t beg for something you can’t take back.”
My fists curl at my sides, wanting to tear him away from her. Some part of my logical brain is withstanding the instinct to grab her, mark her, and fight the men watching us with lustful stares.
Cooper looks up at me. “You good?”
I nod, licking my lips and stroking my cock. “Yeah, yeah I am. It was just…”
Maverick clears his throat. “I think she’s nearing heat. It doesn’t help that it always smells so good to us.”
Grinning, I lean forward, push Cooper’s hand off her face, and run a finger down her jaw to her neck. “You know what we’re saying, darlin’?”
She nods, swallows once, and her tongue peeks out to lick her lips. Her head tilts back, looking at all of us before settling on me. “I’ve known for some time, or I guess suspected, that you all are my scent matches.”
It’s like a weight off my chest, soul-deep relief, solidifying at her acknowledgment of our connection. Her cheeks flush a little deeper. “And—I stopped taking my suppressants a couple weeks ago. It may affect my heat, like it did for Kinsey.”
Maverick grimaces, probably not wanting to think about his half sister at such a time, and a laugh bursts out of me. I move over her, my cock rubbing against her pussy.
“So should we pull out? If you don’t want to end up just like Kinsey?”
She shakes her head, her leg hitching over my hips, and my tip rests against her hole, ready to push into her tight heat.
“I like leaving things up to fate…if that’s something you guys want.”
My eyes run over the two men who are now back to sitting silently across the bed. They nod, and I smile down at her. “To fate then,” I say, and thrust forward, burying my cock as deep as she can take me in one stroke.
Her hands shoot up, bracing against my chest. “Wait, wait…”
I frown, stilling at her panicked look. “You okay? Did I hurt you?”
She shakes her head. “No, no. I just—oh god. I think I really am falling into heat.”
My mouth drops open, and I’m not sure what to do. Do I pull out? Do I continue to fuck her? Can that make it worse?
I sweep my tongue across my drying lips. “Okay, what do you need from me?”
“Us,” Maverick says. “What do you need from us?”
Brielle blows out a steadying breath. Her nails scrape down my pecs to my stomach; it contracts under her ticklish touch, and my cock throbs inside her tight pussy. Her face is getting more flushed, and her scent thickens with every thrust.
“Fuck me, knot me. Bite me.”
Her last words are followed by a gush of slick, and my eyes nearly roll out of my head. It makes my cock harder, feeling her pussy loosen a bit and drag me deeper inside.
“Don’t say that, Princess. I want that more than anything,” I plead with her, trying to fight off the threat of another rut taking over.
She claws at my arms, pulling herself up enough so her lips brush against mine. “I mean it. I want you”—she looks over her shoulder—“and you, and you. I’m saying this with my whole heart right now. If you bite me during my heat, I’ll be overjoyed that you’re my pack.”
I kiss her, holding her face and following her back down to the mattress.
I don’t let go of her mouth as I line my cock up and thrust inside her.
She gasps, and I swallow it down as a haze starts to roll over my mind.
The tight, hot heat of my omega’s pussy is dragging me under, especially after the emotions that claimed me earlier when I protected her.