Cove seems to be doing fine.
Every time I suck down a gulp of her pheromones, my head gets foggier until I’m mimicking fucking her, but we’re both still clothed.
Kinda.
I have these miserable leather pants on while she’s in her bra and barely-there panties.
“I need more,” Cove chokes out, pulling back from our kiss. Her cheeks are pink, and she’s so warm compared to me.
Maybe I should have let Declan go for Ravvi.
I’m not opposed to the idea of having sex with Cove. My dick is fully on board, and he’s usually unimpressed with the idea of physical intimacy. However, I’m not sure I want to hurt my brother like that. If he was here and participating, it would be one thing.
My head whips to the side as Declan climbs onto the mattress, stretching out next to us.
“Roll next to her like I am.” He bumps his arm against mine until I follow his instruction. He cradles Cove’s jaw in his massive hand, and she twists her head until she can look at him. “We’re going to take care of you.”
I wish I had his conviction.
I took the alpha and omega dynamics classes, but my brain is a big giant blank. All the important information they had us memorize is gone.
Declan’s fingers dig into Cove’s jaw as he kisses her, and I feel like a creep, lying here watching. It is hot, though, especially with the way he rakes his teeth over her bottom lip.
A low growl rattles out of his chest, and I frown as he grabs her hand, removing it from his cock.
“This is about you,” Declan says, nuzzling his nose to hers as he pulls back.
“Then I should be naked,” Cove says, trying to sit up.
“Oh, princess. I assure you, we can make you comemultipletimes with the panties on.” Declan moves his hand to her sternum, shoving her to the mattress. He runs his fingers over her bra and smirks. “You’ll enjoy the sensations from the material.” Before I even know what’s happening, he snatches myhand, bringing it to her stomach. “Remember what I said, tender touches and kisses. And let me be clear, you can kiss her in all sorts of places that aren’t her lips. Trust me, she’ll love it.”
Cove turns to me, and I lean over, kissing her once more. I’ll work up to Declan’s suggestions, but I need to focus on getting good at one thing at a time.
Declan continues to guide my hand until I’m cupping her pussy.
I tease her labia, and he leads me to apply pressure to her clit with my middle finger.
At least, I think that’s what he’s doing.
Whatever it is that we’re accomplishing, Cove loves it. She moans into my mouth, tangling her arm between us to cup my throbbing cock. That makes me groan, and my senses get foggy.
I thrust against her palm and growl.
I never growl.
My singing voice is compared to someone fucking on stage, but I’ve always rolled my eyes and laughed it off.
“Stay focused right here,” Declan says, tapping my middle finger. “Test different patterns and pressures.”
The mattress bounces as he moves around, and I pull back to breathe.
It’s hard to know what to do without him guiding my fingers, but I play seven instruments. A few of those took practice to pick up, and I imagine the female body is similar.
Cove releases my cock to grab my hand. She shoves her panties aside and takes over, guiding my movements. She also rolls onto her side and captures my mouth.
I’m so overloaded that I barely notice Declan tugging at the ankles of my leather pants. Planting my elbows on the bed, I push up enough that he hopefully won’t rip my skin off in the process.
Cool air hits my dick and quickly follows down the rest of my legs.
