That only lasts for a second.
Cove rolls over on top of me, and I wait to see if my system is going to freak out at being confined.
It doesn’t, but I lose my hold on her pussy.
“Shit just escalatedquickly,” Declan says, chuckling. He smirks at me over her shoulder, pulls the front of her bra down, and licks over her shoulder. “See, I told you. There are all sorts of places you can kiss, lick, and suck.”
Goddammit.
Why is everyone more coordinated than I am? If we were in a musical contest, I could dominate anyone, and that’s not me being cocky. I’m good at two things in life—singing and picking up new instruments.
Cove glances at her chest and smiles. “This bra makes my tits look huge. Ugh, God, that feels so good, Dec.”
I follow her line of sight and push up on my forearms. “You really do have nice tits.”
“Thanks,” she says breathlessly.
I’m not sure what takes over me, but I flick my tongue over her nipples one by one.
She plants her pussy right on the bottom of my cock, grinding it against my pelvis. She still has her panties on, they’re just pulled to the side. She’s so slick and warm.
Declan frames her back and loops his arm around her hip. He moves to tease her clit and kisses over her shoulder. “I’m going to suggest not fucking without having a conversation about safe sex.”
Cove must enjoy the way he works her pussy because she moans, her head falling back.
“Answer the question.” Declan sounds amused as he slaps her clit.
“You didn’t ask one,” she groans, leaning forward until her hands land on my pecs.
“To be fair, you didn’t,” I tell Declan, relocating my hands to her hips. “But we don’t have condoms on the bus, so…” That was a dumb decision now that I think about it.
“I have a birth control implant,” Cove chokes out, her pheromones bursting in the air.
It’s a weird tangle of bodies and limbs. Declan kneels over my legs behind Cove. She’s kinda hunched toward me with her tits hanging out the top of her bra. My hands are on her hips while Declan teases her pussy. She grinds down on my shaft, pushing it against my lower stomach.
The friction feels incredible.
Something tells me that being inside her will be even more amazing.
“I’m not hurting you. Am I?” she asks.
Declan snorts.
“No.” My head shakes as I finally give up holding myself up in a crunch with my abs. I fall to the mattress and tug the omega over my length using my hold on her hips and waist. “It feels good.”
Cove whines, bending in half.
Panic rips through my chest. That seems like a bad sign.
Declan simply uses his other hand to pull her up again. “We’ve got you, princess. Grind over Damian and follow what feels good. I’ll do the rest.” He works her clit so violently that he brushes the head of my cock. It’s unexpected, but I figure there are going to be times when we accidentally touch, so I keep my mouth shut. He uses the other hand to cup her tit, pinching her nipple between his fingers. “Get yourself off,” he murmurs close to her ear.
Chapter Eighteen
Cove
My head is hazy.
Fire burns under my skin.
