Did Spencer just—No, no way.
“I… Did you… What’s happening right now?”
God, I sounded so stupid, but before I could fluster my way through another incoherent sentence, Spencer stalked forward, pressing me back against Chase, who’s lap I was still sitting in. I became incredibly aware of what I must look like, my hair a mess as I fought to catch my breath. Chase and Bear had just blown my mind, and I was convinced I was dreaming.
And Spencer had walked right in and asked to join me for my heat.
“What do you want?” Spencer asked, his voice thick with need. His usual calm-and-collected demeanor started to crack, his breathing rapid, nose flaring.
“You,” I admitted in a small voice. “All of you.”
“Then you have us,” Spencer said softly.
“Forever,” Bear agreed, watching me intently with a look of adoration that made my chest stutter.
“Mine,” Spencer growled, his grip possessive.
“Ours,” Chase agreed, and I could feel his smile pressed against my shoulder as he spoke.
With his hands hooked under my ass, Spencer pulled me forward. I was instantly exposed, but I didn’t care at all. That ache was rising to the surface again as Spencer looked at me like he might eat me.
“Did I miss something?” Spencer’s voice was firm, controlling, and for some reason I was loving it.
I shook my head.
“What does it look like I’m doing?” I met Chase’s chest again as the alpha in front of me took hold of my legs and angled them up and out, pitching me backward.
My cheeks burned, and then Chase’s hand was around my side, finding my breast with those long fingers and teasing my nipple through the fabric of my thin T-shirt, just as Bear had done moments before. A wave of need rushed over me, making my head spin, and even I could tell how my perfume flared brightly. Eyelids fluttering closed, that urgency filled my blood again, and I started panting. Chase’s spiced ginger scent was all around me, the pumpkin bread smell of Bear still clinging to my skin, and now Spencer’s peppery notes filled in the gaps.
Oh God, he smells so damn good…
A low growl rumbled through the air, goingstraightto the primal part of my brain and making me squirm in Chase’s lap, my legs utterly useless as Spencer gripped them. Warmth hit the inside of my thighs, reminding me how exposed I was, and Icouldn’t keep from glancing down, my eyes landing on Spencer’s ferocious stare.
He didn’t say a word, and without looking away, Spencer leaned in, hovering his mouth over my slick-covered skin. The moment he touched me, his tongue sliding through my folds and gathering up my taste like he needed it to breathe, my brain ceased to function. Sparks burst through my nerve endings, and I whined as Spencer twirled his tongue across and around my clit.
“Ugh!” I was going to burst, and heat smoothed down my body, the lingering ache all but disappearing.
Chase’s breath danced against my neck. “That’s so good, honeybee. Our precious omega, letting us take care of you.” His praise fueled the internal fire of arousal, pairing with Spencer's devoted attention like a fine wine.
How is this happening?
But caring about the logistics that led me here didn’t seem important in the slightest when I was so very close to coming again. The grumpiest of my alphas was apparently also damn good with his mouth, and I couldn’t stop myself from burying my fingers in his hair as he ate me out, while Chase’s erection pressed against my ass.
Then something squeaked on the other side of me, and I realized it was the couch springs as Bear crawled up next to us. His massive hand took hold of my other breast over my shirt as Chase continued to tease me, and then his warm lips were on my throat, nibbling gently.
“That’s right, sweetness. You’ve got nothing to worry about. We’ve got you.”
I could hardly think, let alone respond. Tension seized hold of my spine as the magnificent swirl of Spencer’s tongue pushed me over the edge.
“Oh God!”I cried out, coming hard, the noise bouncing off the walls of their apartment.
Before I could even catch my breath, Spencer yanked me off Chase’s lap and pulled me against him. I was dizzy and slick, clinging to him as he did something below me, then sat on the couch with me in his lap. That was when I felt the smooth steel of his cock as it brushed against my folds.
Oh, holy shit. He’s… How am I going to…?
“You’re in control this time.” Spencer smirked. “Use me, princess.”
Being given permission to do whatever I wanted was heaven, and I immediately sank down onto his length.
