I give her a nod and roll myself off the bed. I have to adjust myself over my pants, and then I’m good to go. It takes everything in me to not imagine what my brother does to her the moment I exit the room.
Have to go get Rourke. Let him in, bring him up, and then… then continue on with what we were doing before.
I don’t get lost. It’s pretty much a straight shot down the hall to the main staircase, then a short jaunt to the front door. When I open that front door to see Rourke standing there with a folder in his hands, it’s clear he wasn’t expecting me.
He blinks, then lets his gaze fall—to one particular place that is still very much hard—and he says, “I bet I know what you guys are up to.” He smirks as he steps inside around me. “I didn’t know I was late.”
“You aren’t. Asher and I were just… early.”
All he does is chuckle. “Lead the way, then.”
Together we head through the house, go upstairs, and are back at Jess’s room shortly. I didn’t think I was gone for that long, but the time we step into the room, positions have changed. Jess and Asher are beneath the sheets, and it looks like they’re in the middle of a claiming, my brother’s face no longer buried between her legs. The moans that rise through the air are evidence enough.
“Hey, Asher,” Rourke says as he sets down the folder on the chest in front of her bed. “Jess.”
The two people on the bed can only grunt their greetings to the alpha. I just shrug and shed my clothes, my only goal to join them. When around Jess, I’ve found it’s damn near impossible to resist, especially when I know she’s naked.
She makes me lose it, makes me want everything. I’m not used to any of it yet, and I don’t know that I ever will be. Regardless, I want to be better for her, for us, for our future together. I want to be better for our pack.
I crawl into the bed with them and let Asher and Jess finish what they started without me. I hope my brother knows that now is not the time for knotting; there is a very important conversation the four of us need to have.
Course, I think that as I lay there, cock at the ready, for my turn with her. Right now, Rourke is the only one not on the bed.
My brother goes at her softly, like they’re making love or some sappy shit. The moans that escape them are gentle and low. It’s how he likes to do it, I guess; I much prefer a faster pace, as does Rourke. Still, as steady as his pace is, it isn’t long before he erupts, and the scent of his cum mingles with her delicious slick.
A part of me wants to yank my brother off her so I can take his place, but I manage to resist the urge and wait for Asher to disentangle from her on his own time. He eventually withdraws his hips and rolls to her opposite side, breathing heavily, a sloppy grin on his face.
Every part of my body hums when I move to hold myself above her. My cock stands at the ready, and I’m pretty sure I hear Rourke sitting on the edge of the bed, ready to watch—though he won’t see much thanks to the sheets above us.
I lean down and bury my nose in her neck, inhaling her scent. My chest vibrates with satisfaction, and I whisper the words I’ve been dying to say for a long time: “I love you, Jess. I do. I’m so fucking glad you’re mine.”
The moment I lift my face, I find her gazing up at me with a smug smile. She runs a hand along my jawline, beaming up at me but not saying a word.
It’s okay. She can say it back when she’s ready.
Situating myself between her spread legs, I fist the base of my cock and use the slickness leaking from her core to lubricate my length. She’s so wet I don’t need much; her pussy would take anything at this point. I bear down against her and fill her up with one hard thrust, and she gasps at the sudden feeling of my cock inside her.
I make this girl mine. I rock the bed beneath us. She takes each thrust, each pump of my cock, and acts as though she’s lost in paradise. We both are. Blood running hot, hearts pumping out of our chests, we are animals seeking our release in each other.
Jess is the first to find hers. Her body trembles as her inner core tightens and clamps around my cock, slick gushing from her core as her body subconsciously tries to get my cock to knot. As she orgasms, it takes everything in me to resist that primal urge to lock us together for a while.
I moan as she comes, my movements becoming harder, more desperate. I could easily fuck her for much longer, but honestly, at this point, I’m so turned on and ready to unload inside her that we can always have a second round later, after the four of us discuss what we need to discuss.
So I don’t push back my own release. I let it flow forth, taking me in a chokehold as the muscles in my body spasm. My cock twitches inside of her, cum shooting out of me while the pleasure explodes in my field of vision.
It’s like our bodies were made for each other’s. We fit together so well. It hardly takes any work on either of our parts to find our release in one another. It’s seriously like fucking magic, and I love it. I love it, and I love her.
I roll off her, officially making Jess the meat in the sandwich. Asher is on her left while I’m on her right. Rourke, I notice, hasn’t moved a muscle… other than his cock, I mean. That thing definitely got hard. Besides his obvious erection, he hasn’t made any moves to take off his clothes and join us.
Jess props herself up and gives the alpha a pout, and in doing so, the sheets tumble down and expose her bare tits. Such beautiful, perky, round things they are. I love them. Seeing them makes me want to bury my face against them and make her come all over again.
“Why are you just sitting there?” Even her voice is pouty. “Come on, Rourke. Take off those clothes and have some fun with us.” Her bottom lip puckers in a very kissable expression. I don’t know about Rourke, but I’m dying to take that lip between my teeth and give it a little nibble.
“Oh, don’t you worry, mate,” Rourke says with a smirk, “there will be plenty of time for that later. Before things escalate even further, there is something I want to talk to you about.” He glances at me and Asher. “Something we all want to talk to you about, actually.”
Asher and I are slow in sitting up with Jess. She probably has an idea, but whatever she’s thinking is wrong.
I can’t wait to see her reaction. I bet it’s going to be biblical, and I hope to God she approves.
