“Sorry,” he apologized sheepishly before flipping us around so I was the one lying flat on the bed again. “I promise not to go slow anymore as long as you let me take care of you, okay?”
I nodded once, gasping when he buried his hand in between my thighs just like he had in the hotel bathroom earlier.
“No,” I cried impatiently despite the tingling sensation his fingers were creating on my clit. “I want your cock.”
“This is payback,” he told me softly. “Now you have to be patient.”
He slid one, two, three fingers easily inside of me and stretched the soaked entrance of my pussy with ease and I bucked against the palm of his hand as my eyes flew to the ceiling.
I could feel Maverick’s amusement through the bond and I gave it a hard yank, trying to scold him for enjoying the torture his friend was doing to me while he watched.
“She likes that, Z,” he said as Zeke kissed his way down my neck and breasts.
‘Traitor,’I mouthed at him, vowing to give his cock a little bite the next chance I got.
“Flip onto your stomach, honey,” Zeke commanded gently, withdrawing his fingers and giving my hip a tap.
I complied and as soon as I did I felt his body slip along mine, pressing me into the soft mattress as his cock slipped in between my thighs.
Zeke’s hands slipped up to push mine up the bed, his fingers threading through mine. “Every time I thrust, omega, I want you to give my fingers a squeeze. Do you understand?”
I turned my face so I could look at him over my shoulder. There wasn’t a hint of the soft, gentle alpha I had come to know. This Zeke was in charge and he had given me a clear directive.
“I understand, alpha.”
I felt him shiver above me.
Then the head of his cock was parting the folds of the entrance of my pussy and he was pushing inside. He was sodeep. I didn’t think this position would have allowed him to go this deep but it had and the angle of it was pressing on a particularly sensitive spot at the front of my insides that made my hips jerk underneath him.
“Squeeze, Lennon.”
I frowned dazedly at his words, so overwhelmed by the sudden onslaught of sensations that this position was bringing.
“Squeeze,” he ordered, his voice erring on the edge of an alpha’s bark.
I squeezed both of his hands tightly.
“Good girl,” he purred with satisfaction and I could feel the vibrations through his chest.
He slowly withdrew his length from my body and then slammed back inside of me.
This time he didn’t need to remind me to squeeze his hands.
Thrust. Squeeze. Thrust. Squeeze.
It was routine and I was lost to it, focused only on Zeke, his hips and the tempo he was setting.
I came first. It took me by complete surprise as I squeezed his hands and my eyes rolled back in my head as my body shook and shuddered around his cock.
“That’s right, honey, shake for me,” he purred in my ear, soothing me through the orgasm. “Now we’re going to part two?”
“Part two?” I mumbled stupidly as he snaked an arm around my waist and lifted me up from the bed and against his chest.
“Yep. You need to get used to multiple alphas. We’re a pack, after all.”
“You serious, Z?” I heard Maverick ask.
“Yep,” Zeke said as he slid out of me and I protested the loss of his cock before he could knot me. “Patience, omega.”
