Harper doesn’t make a sound beside me, his silence telling me he’s waiting for me to make this decision. It’s all on me, now.
I turn in toward her, and she straightens as I dip my head to her throat, kissing the mark I recognize as Falcon’s on the right side.
She shivers under that light touch, her hands running over my close-cropped hair.
I lift my head and kiss her lips softly.
She responds in ways that mirror my first experience with Harper.
I know she’s been with my Alphas, but she’s still so green to all of this.
Her kiss is tentative, and she’s slow to explore it, but the second she sinks into the feeling, I know she’s all mine, completely.
Her hands grasp the back of my neck, keeping me in close.
I use my hands to lift her up and scoop her into my lap.
The gasp that slips out of her is filled with shock, but when I break the kiss to check on her, she’s already bringing one hand down my chest, teeth biting into her lower lip as her gaze follows her hand toward the lump in my jeans.
I tug her ass closer, and she rocks her hips slowly, grinding over my cock.
Harper’s perfume surrounds us like an aphrodisiac bomb going off in the air around us.
One breath, and I know she’s wet enough to fuck.
She pulls off her sweater and lets it drop to the floor.
I mirror her, taking off my shirt and dumping it.
Harper jumps to his feet and takes all his clothes off.
“Don’t mind him,” I tell her. “He can be a little extra sometimes.”
She gives him an extra long elevator look, and I know she’s into it.
Who wouldn’t be?
I keep my eyes on her, so I don’t get too distracted.
This is her claiming. It should all be about her.
“I’m always extra,” Harper says, as he slips into the space behind her. “There’s nothing fun about being normal.”
She turns her head slightly, and he brushes her hair back off her shoulder, before he slips her bra strap down, and kisses her bare skin.
“Normal people don’t fuck in trios,” he adds.
“I wouldn’t say I’m normal, either,” I admit. “But who is?”
“Boring people?” she asks, making me smile.
“Nice answer.” I unclasp her bra, one handed, and it falls away.
She puts her arms down to let it go, and she straightens up, making her full breasts a temptation too close to ignore. I start with my tongue, and her head falls back as I lick her nipples until they’re tight wet little buds.
Then, I suck, and she gasps as she holds my head to her breast, stroking over my hair.
I stop to watch Harper unbutton her jeans from behind.
