Auryn.
Emmett.
My pack.
“No,” I say, shaking my head. I don’t want to lose them, too.
Diego raises a brow at me.
“Are you sure…?” Gage presses as Auryn whines.
“Do you want them to stay?” I ask her. If she doesn’t, I will tell them to leave right now, but something in me says she won’t. It’s like that little voice, that little flickerknows.
Beyond anything else, I can’t explain it, but I just…know. She needs them.
I need them, too.
Maybe not in the same way, but they are my pack. They are mine, too. Just as Auryn is mine.
“Yes,” she says. I run my hand over her swollen nub, kissing her neck once more. She clenches my cock. Tight. Tighter than before.
“Then they stay,” I say.
It doesn’t take Diego or Gage long to join us, and the minute they do, I feel a sense of relief.
I…relax.
Because my pack is here.
I close my eyes, not needing to see them. All I want to feel is Auryn. All I want is for this feeling to last forever.
I can hear the sounds of her moans and kissing. I hear the sound of Gage’s grunts and Diego’s moans. The water runs cold down my skin as I pick up my pace once more.
One thrust.
Two thrusts.
Three thrusts.
I count each one, losing myself in the feel. One, two, three. One, two, three.
My mind quiets, and then I feel the tightening pulse on my cock, and my orgasm hits me out of nowhere. It blindsides me because up until this moment, I hadn’t really been focusing on coming, but—
I groan into Auryn’s neck, relief flooding my body like nothing I’ve ever felt before.
My shoulders loosen. My legs feel weak. My heart is racing and my throat is dry and I feel like I could actually collapse. I try to slip back out of her, but—
I can’t.
I freeze as I try to pull out, but I’m—
“Auryn let go of me, please,” I say with as much politeness as I can muster.
“I’m trying,” she says, and then I look up. Gage stares at me with a wide grin.
“Not so fun when it’s you, now is it?” he says humorously.
I blink. “What?”
