He presses his large chest against Ethan’s back and shoves him deeper into me.
I absolutely love the look of them together. My pussy is full with Ethan’s cock, but my heart swells, seeing them get along. I try to push away all the other feelings because this is always what I wanted, a pack who all love each other.
“You smell so fucking good,” Bram says, and both Ethan and I shiver. “Did our Beta get you so hot and bothered you had to fuck him during a charity event?” he asks.
The words are crass and yet somehow sexy at the same time.
Bram’s one hand slides into Ethan’s messy, dark hair, and I nearly come on the spot as he tugs on the strands and pulls Ethan’s head back, exposing his neck.
“Couldn’t control yourself?” he says against Ethan’s face. “Can’t blame you. Our girl is something, isn’t she?”
Ethan hisses, his thrusts increasing in pace as his hips snap against mine.
Bram’s other hand lightly collars my throat, and I lick my lips as I look at him. His earthly scent cocoons me, and it’s like I can breathe again.
“You look so pretty when you’re getting fucked.”
If his hand wasn’t around my throat, the back of my head would probably fall back and hit the mirror.
Ethan is glancing down at where we’re connected, and my gaze rotates between Ethan’s and Bram’s.
“Are you going to make her come? Or do you need help?” Bram asks Ethan, and I moan.
Bram’s hand trails down my body where his fingers strum my clit. His lips descend on Ethan’s neck, kissing his dewy skin, and I lose it.
All semblance of rational thought escapes me as I come around Ethan’s cock and Bram’s fingers. The orgasm is as wicked as it is desperate, and I fall back against the mirror as Ethan’s hips snap against mine.
He’s shuddering, close to finishing, as he pulls out. I expect him to stroke his cock and cover me with his cum.
But instead, Bram falls to his knees and takes Ethan’s cock into his mouth. He fists the base of his shaft while his lips wrap around the head of his cock, sucking out his release. I feel like I could come again, knowing that Ethan is spilling down his throat and that his cock tastes like me.
Ethan’s one hand is gripping my thigh for dear life while the other holds his shirt up as Bram sucks him off.
Bram groans and glances up at the Beta as he swallows every drop. Ethan and I are panting, and I suppose I expected Bram to immediately stand up, but he doesn’t. He grabs my hips and drags me to the edge of the counter where his tongue descends on my messy, wet pussy.
I moan as he licks me up. He isn’t going down on me; instead, he uses his tongue to clean me. It feels like a form of worship I’ve never had before.
It’s a level of care I never could have anticipated, and it hits me like a ton of bricks.
I’m in love with Bram.
Him cleaning my pussy in a public bathroom shouldn’t be the moment I realize that, but here we are.
It sinks like a rock in my chest.
There’s no way I can deny Max as my scent match. Physically and mentally, it’s impossible for me.
But I also can’t let Bram go either.
The large Alpha stands to his feet and grabs the back of my neck, forcing my face near his. He kisses me, spearing his tongue into my mouth so I can taste both Ethan and myself. I hum against his tongue, feeling so cared for and so confused at the same time.
What do I do?
Do I tell Bram right now? Do I tell Max?
Bram pulls back from the kiss, and the way he looks at me like I’m his entire world has me swallowing back any words that threaten to fall out. He’s falling for me too, and this may just break his heart.
I glance over at Ethan who is slightly dumbfounded like he doesn’t know how this all spiraled out of control either.
