Page 98 of Alpha's Good Girl


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“Show him how much you want him,” Kade rasped.

Dane straightened and I widened my thighs, lifting my hips. Dane’s eyes dipped between us to where my pussy wept for him. I’d been wet since I watched him with Dahlia. It was a nice side of him, as a father. It turned me on.

“Is this for me, Babygirl?” Dane’s low, gravelly voice rumbled in his chest. I looked up at him through my lashes and nodded.

“Mm-hmm,” I hummed.

Dane’s hands hooked under my thighs, lifting me higher to inspect the throbbing mess between my legs. His hand dipped beneath his slacks and pulled out what I craved. Veins pulsed along soft, velvety skin. The band of his pants slid beneath his knot and my throat dried. He positioned the head of his cock at my entrance, his pre-cum dripping from his tip sent a fresh wave of slick down my legs.

“Look at me, Vera,” Dane growled. I obeyed. “This is my pussy. Mine to breed, fuck, and fill.”

I nodded, my vision blurred with tears.

“Say it,” he hissed.

“Yours to breed. Yours to fuck and fill,” I cried out as he thrust. He didn’t ease in. He drove deep. His thick length stretched me open, spearing past my cervix, filling my womb and leaving no space. I clawed at his back as he bottomed out, his knot filling me.

“Fucking made for me,” he groaned as I buried my face in his chest.

He moved, his pace was punishing. Every slam of his hips was a reclamation, a reminder of who I belonged to. He was staking his claim and as the wetsquelchof my slick filled the room. He withdrew, my pussy suctioning him, unwilling to release him, he hammered back in, forcing the air from my lungs.

Beside us, Kade moved. His hand wrapped around my throat—not enough pressure to choke me, but to claim me—as he leaned down. He dragged his tongue up the side of my face, claiming the stray tear from my cheek. “Take him, Vera. Take all of him. I’m desperate for my turn.”

On my other side, Uriel was a calm, steady force. His hand slid under my back, arching me gently to meet Dane’s thrusts, his fingers tracing the line of my spine. While Dane was the storm, Uriel was the anchor keeping me grounded. His other hand came up, stroking my hair away from my face with a tenderness that made my chest ache.

Kade released my neck. Uriel’s soft praises mixed with Dane’s increasing speed, and the friction of him fucking me with his fat cock and thick knot pushed me over the edge.

“Dane,” I sobbed as everything clenched.

“I know, Babygirl,” he cooed above me, his hair framing his face as it fell. He drove into me harder, the full weight of his body jerking me up and down the bed. He buried himself as deep as possible, his hand tangled in my hair, tilting my head to the side to expose the pulse in my neck. He didn’t ask. He leaned down, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin of my scent gland then he clamped down. I bit down on my lip to muffle the scream as my Alpha claimed every bit of me in front of his brothers.

“All mine,” Dane hissed. “Every inch of you.”

I turned into his neck as the link from my soul surged toward his. He offered me his neck, and I bit down. Hard.Mine.

The soul tie snapped into place, a bridge forming between us that finally went both ways. I was hit with a tidal wave of his emotion—raw devotion, love.

The wave of Dane’s love was still crashing over me when the air shifted. Dane was buried deep, his knot kept me locked, his chin resting on mine as he kissed my neck. We stayed like that for a few minutes until his knot deflated and he was able to pull out of me.

“Ready for me, Vera?” Uriel whispered.

He didn’t have the overwhelming desperation Dane had. His movements were gentle, his eyes kind with a quiet, fierceness that promised to take me to places only he could take me. Dane shifted off me and Uriel took his place. He lowered himself between my legs, and my lips parted as he slowly licked up the mix of slick and Dane’s cum from my thighs. He lifted my legs to his shoulders and took his time cleaning me up. By the time his mouth was at my center, his warm breath on my clit, I was ready. I grabbed the back of his neck, my fingers in his hair, and pulled him to where I needed him.

“Use that tongue to make me feel good. Make me cum, Uri,” I rasped, my chest rising and falling with each breath.

His movements were sure, patient as his nose rubbed against my clit. His tongue darted into me, slow and hard, sliding up against my inner walls. His fingers joined, gathering slick and rubbing my backside. I swallowed, ensnared in the brown eyes that tracked every hitch of my breath and shiver. His thumb pushed in, a slight burn as I clamped around it. Dane growled beside us. He wanted my ass, but Uriel ignored him.

“Eyes on me,mi corazón,” Uriel murmured against my pussy lips, his voice calm, assured. His tongue speared into me as his fingers mirrored him. I arched, my nipples slicing through the air as he worked the bundle of nerves with his nose. He rubbedhis face as his tongue kept the same space. His digit slid in and out of me to the knuckle.

“Uri, I’m right there. Please, don’t stop,” I begged. He didn’t. And I came on his tongue. He hummed as he sucked it up, every last drop. His face glistened with Dane’s and my orgasms. Uriel climbed over me, kissing, his lips ran over my rolls, my ribs, my heavy breasts. He nipped at my collarbone and moved back. His eyes were on mine as he kissed my lips. I opened for him, tasting myself on him. Then he lowered to my neck, where he bit flesh, leaving his mark beside Dane’s. I was hit with his emotions—adoration, love. The weight of it was another imprint on my soul.

I was raw, marked, and vibrating with the energy of two Alphas. This was overwhelming—vanilla and campfire warmed me from the inside out. I arched into him, wrapping my arms tight around his middle as I reached up, my teeth finding the junction of his neck and shoulder as I marked my gentle Alpha as mine forever. The bond between us hummed, a sweet vibration in my soul, but there was still an ache. I was still incomplete.

Kade.

My body was trembling, oversensitive from two claimings. Every nerve ending was lit. I was sore and tender. I didn’t know if I could take another Alpha—didn’t know if my body had anything left to give.

But I needed him.