Fire licks up my spine. Blair sits up and straddles me, her golden hair falling like a curtain around her, and pulls off her sweater.
My mouth falls open at the sight.
Her breasts are small and perky, the perfect size to fit in my hands. They peek out through a lace cream-colored bra, inviting and mouthwatering.
“I can’t believe this is fucking happening,” I blurt out.
She stops and grins wickedly. “I don’t do anything I don’t want to do,” she says. “So, believe it.”
She unhooks the bra and tosses it to the side.
She sits topless above me, and for a moment, all I can think ismate.
This woman is my mate, just without the mating bite.
“Please, baby,” Ryland says. “Turn around. Let me see.”
Smirking, she adjusts to give my brother a look, and he hisses at the sight.
“She’s perfect,” I say. “Better than I dreamed.”
“You dreamed about this?” she asks, turning her attention to me. She adjusts her hips slightly, pushing the crotch of her soaked leggings directly against my cock.
“I’ve dreamt about a lot of things,” I say through gritted teeth. “I dreamed about you before I even met you.”
The smile doesn’t leave her face. “I think you reallyarefucking crazy, Rowan.”
“Mmm. Keep talking dirty to me,Omega.”
Then, she leans down and hovers over me, her perfect petite tits in my face.
I catch a nipple in my mouth, sucking greedily, and tweak the other with my fingers. She moans and thrusts against me harder, and I growl into her skin, sucking her breasts as hard as I can.
The restriction of my jeans tortures my cock.
There’s a deep, low groan in front of me, and I realize it’s coming from Ryland.
“They’re delicious, Rye,” I murmur into her chest. “Too bad you can’t get a taste.”
He growls.
I have Blair now, and she kissedmefirst, not Ryland.
“Can’t leave him out, then,” she says, and sits up and takes her tits away from me.
She might as well have kicked me in the balls.
It’s a travesty, and I’m ready to protest until she turns around on me, giving me a gorgeous view of her tight ass.
I watch as she kisses my brother, moaning into his mouth while she bounces lightly on my clothed cock.
She’s going to kill me, and I’m going to die a happy man.
Ryland moves his head, she tilts hers back, and the room fills with sucking sounds.
“You’re right,” he says. “They taste divine.”
Then, they go back to kissing.
