She looks uninhibited while she reaches her orgasm with Cillian. I want to be the one to give her that, it should be my knot inside of her, my teeth deep in her neck.
Fuck, I knew my possessiveness ran deep, but I didn’t know I’d feel this way. A sinking feeling rolls through my chest when I realize she has no clue either. She thinks I don’t want her, that she isn’t good enough. It’s the complete opposite. She’s too good for me, I just don’t care anymore, I want her anyway.
She pauses, riding Cillian, and turns her face towards me.
Shit, she must smell a shift in my scent. Can she tell how badly I want her right now, that I have this desire to toss her over my shoulder and rut her in the locked bathroom to claim her as mine?
Elena slides off Cillian, making him wince. There’s a trail of wetness that clings to her thighs and the tip of his dick.
I’ve shared with Cillian before, but this feels wholly different. Like she’s the piece of me I didn’t know I needed. Like she can actually fix the unthinkable—me.
She walks over to me, enthrallingly naked, her eyes watery as she grabs my face.
“Bad?” she asks, and she looks like she’s about to cry.
“Not bad, baby. You’re perfect.”
I push her hair off her face, and she sighs. Like all she needed to be told is that I don’t hate her. I hate myself for it. I never hated her, I just didn’t want her close or to have to care about someone again.
But it’s too late for that now.
“Go back to Cillian, Elena.”
It’s all in an effort to prevent myself from tipping over the edge. I just know if I fuck her, if my knot is inside of her, I won’t be able to control myself—not anymore.
Her brows furrow, and she shakes her head. Grabbing my wrist and dragging me over to the drawers on the side of the bed, she hands me the lube, and I look at her in complete confusion.
She goes back to Cillian, who grabs her hips and places her back on his dick. There’s a sharp pang of jealousy that I’ve never felt toward my twin. Rationally, I know she needs more than one Alpha, that we’re a pack. Though we aren’t really, we won’t be a pack until she bonds us.
It just makes me want to be the first to claim her. I’m a selfish fucking bastard.
“More,” Elena begs, planting her front completely against Cillian’s chest, pushing out her fucking ass.
“There’s no fucking way,” I breathe out, looking over at my brother.
“It’s what she wants.”
“I can’t,” I groan. Declan grabs the bottle of lube from my hands and drenches his cock. It’s not that I don’t want to. I just want to be the one with my knot deep inside of her.
Declan straddles the chair, pushing Elena down by her shoulder blades as he lubes up her asshole with his fingers. Shelooks at me while he does it, as he stretches her and prepares her while Cillian is still deep inside of her.
She’s radiant, and her scent flows through the room with her arousal. Declan slowly slides inside of her, and she whimpers with the stretch, Cillian holding her tight.
“That’s it. So tight. Good girl.”
She moans at his touch, gripping his hair as the two men work together in tandem to fuck her. I’ve made a mistake. It’s so hard to watch when I don’t have my claim on her, when she doesn’t understand how badly I need her. How miserably I’ve fucked up and how all I want to do is make things better.
They all collectively groan, and I clench my fists, almost needing to step away and collect myself.
They’re her pack, they’re my family. They aren’t competition.
“Alpha,” Elena begs.
I’m about to go back to sit in my corner and collect myself when Cillian snaps his fingers at me.
“She’s talking to you. Get over here.”
I’m not sure if it’s my scent match calling me Alpha, or my brother’s no nonsense tone, but I do as he says, despite this rage and need that’s riding me heavily.
