“Sharing is caring.” He beamed. “Happy to wait my turn.”
Logan got her back onto my cock and nudged her forward. That brought her close enough to kiss if I bent, so I indulgeduntil she gasped into my mouth and we both stilled at the first press of Logan’s cock. I knew what the squeeze of omega pussy on a knot felt like, and Logan’s slow working in was definitely not the same. The pressure was similarly breath-stealing, but with a knot came stillness.
This was dynamic.
Clover opened slowly for him, adorable desperate sounds coaxed out of her with each inch Logan gained. I wasn’t any better. The glide and pressure was a sensation I didn’t know how to deal with, so I surrendered to it.
The first roll of Clover’s hips almost undid me. “Fucking hell.”
I’d never seen Logan so close to losing it. His pupils almost eclipsed his irises, and he was breathing like a bull about to go on a rampage. Clover had that power: to unravel, to shatter us and rebuild us from the ashes.
And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Chapter 45
Clover
The best way to get over a stressful situation was to shut off my brain, and what better way to do that than to get dicked down by three gorgeous men? Hunter was already blissfully deep, and Logan was working his way in while I struggled to breathe past the pressure. It took way more brain power than it should have to not simply let my eyes roll back and melt across Hunter. Avery wouldn’t get an ounce of attention if I did that, and right now, he looked like a puppy being told to wait on a treat.
He cupped the back of my head, his thumb sweeping along my hair, and I used his hand to pull him in until he was kneeling where I could reach his cock. Avery slipped between my lips with a groan from both of us. This didn’t help my breathing situation, but it did give me a mini power trip over the way he shuddered. His grip tightened on my hair, fingers shaking as I pulled off slowly and plunged down again.
I had seriously been missing out by not playing with packs before. The amount of reverent worship energy blasting in my direction was enough to give me a high.
I bathed in it.
A quick dig of my nails in Avery’s ass cheek gave him the permission he needed to take over. I kept myself upright, but that was about all I had the strength for as their cocks drove into my body.
Two at once in my pussy did have similar pressure to a knot, but the movement was what melted my brain. Every inch of me had to accommodate for more than usual, and I was pretty sure if one of them accidentally knotted me like this, I would pass out.
Each breath was infused with petrichor, sandalwood, and salt air, like I was standing oceanside when it was about to rain rather than being in my nest mid-rail.
One of them reached for my clit and my brain sparked. That bolt of pleasure tipped me over the edge and forced all three of them to a grinding halt as my pussy spasmed and I had to pull back to get a proper breath.
“Well, I know one sound I’m never going to forget,” Avery said with a cheeky smile. “Having a good time, angel?”
I nodded, still panting.
When I started to recover, I unlatched my nails from Hunter’s chest, rubbing my fingertips over the half-moon grooves I’d left behind. “Sorry.”
“Princess, you can leave whatever marks you want until you’re ready to put a bond mark on me.”
I shivered at those words. I’d already bitten Logan and Avery. They thrummed in my chest, a cozy constant of desire and protectiveness.
“What if I was ready for that right now?”
Hunter looked absolutely gobsmacked. “You are? It’s not too soon after something stressful?”
“I go by vibes, not what anyone would consider appropriate timing. I’m lust-drunk enough to know how much I want you, but not so much that getting double-dicked down is affecting my judgment.”
He purred, rising to meet my mouth, kissing me like he was determined to brand his taste on my lips.
“Is that a yes?”
“It’s afuckyes.” Hunter tipped his head to the side, and I sank my teeth into his skin, setting off both him and Logan, until it was my turn to fall apart as Hunter returned the bite and he flared to life in the bond. His warmth sat bright and gentle in my chest alongside the others, right where he belonged.
Logan recovered first and planted a kiss on my shoulder. “Ready for more, mama?”
“Yep.”
