He doesn't return my smile. Resting his hand on my stomach, he licked his lips. "I love Zayne and Si, but wanting you back then was enough to make me want to kill them to keep you to myself. I was a possessive little fuck back then. Now I'm a possessive not-so-little fuck who's okay with sharing with my packmates."
"It was my fault," I whisper, needing to tell him the truth. "I could never pick between the three of you. Still can't. I don't know what this is between us, but I'll never be able to pick just one of you."
"We're not asking you to pick, Ness. Having you here has definitely resurfaced those possessive feelings, but when I see you with Zayne and Si, I feel happy. I love seeing you with them. Forming a pack bond with them was the second-best thing that's ever happened in my life. My only regret is losing you six years ago because I was too dumb to realize it back then."
"Second best thing?" I try to turn to face him, but he locks his arms around me.
Running his hands lower on my stomach, he growls when I suck my tummy in. "Don't hide from me. You're perfect. The most beautiful, most perfect thing in my life."
My body shakes with desire as Mason teases me with his hand. He keeps stroking my stomach, and it is driving me crazy with need. I need more. I need him to touch me.
"Zayne says you were working yourself into a heat earlier." He slowly pulls my shirt over my head and starts kissing down the column of my neck. "You're so tense, baby. Want me to help you relax?"
I could see the heat in his eyes and knew what he was hinting at. But he was waiting for my go-ahead, and god, I wanted to give it to him. I needed this man more than I needed my next breath. I couldn'twalk away from this alpha. My little omega heart wouldn't let me. I meet his eyes and give a little nod.
"Words, little one," he growls out, and I can hear the strain in his voice. He is about to snap. "I need you to tell me you want this. Want me."
"I want this, Mason. I want you."
His smile is hungry as he strokes his fingers along the hem of my yoga pants, and I suck in a breath as he teases them inside. His fingers are rough against my stomach, and I fight the urge to hide from him. His other hand moves to my ass, slowly caressing it, his groan making it clear how much he really loves it.
I watch our reflections as more of his fingers disappear into my pants, the tug from the waistband and the brush of his fingers moving lower and lower, is driving me insane. Watching wasn't something I thought I would ever enjoy, but as his fingers played with my curls through my panties, I knew I would be including a scene like this in my book.
"My room is right next door. I heard you in here last night, pleasuring yourself. One soft moan from you nearly had me coming in my pants." He dips his fingers lower and strokes them over my outer lips. "It brought back some fond memories," he says with a smirk. "I don't know how many times I had to sneak away to jerk off when we were teenagers."
"Mason!" I whine, sounding like a needy little omega. I should be horrified that he heard me last night, but he was sharing his own secret with me, which made it less embarrassing.
"Especially when you put on your tiny bathing suit to relax in the hot tub. Do you know what you did to me? Every sway of yourdelicious ass, every shy look, it nearly killed me every. Damn. Time." His words are punctuated by the rhythm of his strokes. He presses into me, bumping me with his erection. "Feel what you still do to me, little one."
I drop my head back on his chest, holding his gaze through the mirror. I'm holding my breath as he strokes me through my panties. I'm drenched in slick, and there is no way he can't feel it.
Growling, he pulls my panties to the side and runs the tip of one finger through my folds. "You're so fucking wet for me, Ness. I can't wait to sink knot deep inside you. I've daydreamed about how it would feel, bending you over and grabbing your ass, slipping into your warmth and fucking you before locking you down on my knot.
I was vibrating with need. He was barely touching me, but his words were so dirty, and I wanted more.
"Fuck, I want you so badly it hurts." Mason strokes through my wetness and presses two fingers inside me, making me cry out. He meets my gaze and watches while I watch him pull his fingers back out just to thrust them back in. "You're so tight around my fingers. You're going to feel like heaven stretched around my knot."
I whine as my knees buckle and my core clenches around Mason's fingers. I'm so close to the edge. He pumps his fingers in and out of me, and with the bump of his palm against my clit I was so close to coming.
"That's it, baby. Come for me. Come on my fingers like a good girl," he growls in my ear as he pumps into me faster. His other hand comes up to pinch my nipple, and he thrusts his hips against me as I come undone for him.
My orgasm is sharp and instant, the pleasure from it overwhelming. I sag against him, whimpering softly as he slows his movements. He gently pulls out of me and straightens my panties before lifting his fingers to his mouth and licking them. The image sends a bolt of pleasure straight to my clit. It's the sexiest thing I've ever seen a man do. He grins a naughty little grin at me. "Go get some sleep, Ness. You're gonna need it."
I lean against the counter and watch as he backs away, running his eyes down to my ass. I'm two seconds away from begging him to knot me, but then he's gone, and I'm left alone in the bathroom, excited about what's coming next.
Chapter Nine
Vanessa
I was a naughty little Christmas thief. Instead of going to bed, I stayed up writing, but about an hour in, everything started feeling wrong. My favorite pajama set felt scratchy against my skin, and the laundry detergent I used to love smelled like shit. That is how I ended up snooping through the guy's dirty laundry andborrowingsome clothes.
A hoodie from Mason
A Knights Hockey shirt from Silas.
And sweatpants from Zayne.
Only after being cocooned in their scents did I calm down and was able to write until my eyes started hurting and the sun was coming up. I slept like a baby and went right back to writing after a quick shower and an apple. That's where I was when the guys came home from who knew where later that day.
