Her eyes roll backwards when he drops his mouth to the bloody scar of his bite and it looks like he’s going to slice through her neck, the two of them go off together, in perfect synchronicity.
Maverick shuffles into the way, but I knew he was moving. I’ve always felt him inside me since the day we first met.
“You want to include me in that discussion?” he grouses, but the smile on his face lets me know there’s no need to talk about our not so platonic relationship.
I tap his heart with my fingers, a gentle reminder he’s always been inside my heart, before I cup his throat with one hand and wrap my hand around his hip to lose the distance between our bodies. Our chests crash before I slam my mouth to his.
Maverick’s not a simp so much that he’ll go soft for me, but I like him hard and full of fight. He runs his hands up the back of my hair, grabbing a handful before breaking our kiss.
“Tell your brother first,” he growls against my lips.
“What?”
“That you fucking love me.” He bites my lip hard enough to get my back up.
“I like fucking you. That count?”
He laughs before sucking my bottom lip in his mouth, his tongue licking the blood off. “Yeah, that works for me.”
And in this space, it feels right that Mav and I come out. Like I said to her, I have no idea where we’re going to end up, but I’ll take what’s on offer for a couple of days at least.
Pushing away from his lips, I sit my ass down on her nest of blankets opening my legs wide for Maverick to sit in between them. And then I jack Maverick off slowly, torturing him as we watch King fuck her from one orgasm to the next.
Every time I think Mav’s gonna come, I stop moving my hand, earning a flurry of expletives from his angry lips. I go to lift him out of the way when King pulls out of Tristan but I get frozen to the spot by King’s Alpha bark demanding I not move as he spreads her out over her nest, her head down our way before he crawls up her body and blows on her face, and she laughs.
He leans down to kiss the laugh off her lips before dipping down and whispering something in her ear. Whatever it is it makes her bubble-gum sweetness deepen before he stands up and walks out of her nest.
Confusing much? A second ago he was marking his territory and now he’s walked off apparently without a care in the world. I wouldn’t be able to let her out of my sight.
And that thought pulls me to a stop. Mav twists around to see what the issue is.
“You good?”
I grunt an answer and my need to explain is lost under Tristan crawling into the space between Mav’s legs. She’s twisted around, calling Tyson to her, and as she hooks her arms around his neck, she falls against Mav and me.
“What do you want?” Tyson asks. Always the fucking sensible one.
Her pupils are dilated, and her cheeks are a rosy pink and shiny with sweat. But she’s still of clear mind when she looks at each of us, “You. This. Both of them.”
“We are not a package deal,” Maverick growls, as his hands snap around her body so he can hold her still to kiss her. To make a point that he’s his own person, but it’s unnecessary.
Tyson pulls up and opens her legs nice and wide. The scent of her pussy wafts through her nest like one of those scented candles chicks dig so much.
“What are we agreeing to?” Tyson muses. His finger trails over her body, and she stops kissing Maverick and focuses on what Tyson’s doing. “What if I want to fuck your tits?”
She nods her head and pushes against Maverick, making him sandwich between me and her.
Tyson’s fingers tug hard on one of her nipples, her breathing hitches as she sits up higher, dragging her feet up to open her legs even wider. It’s an obvious invitation, and one my brother takes a while to move on. He’s watching her face intently, waiting to see how heat affected she is. Happy she’s still able to give consent, he moves his questioning again by plunging two fingers into her pussy. The noise she makes and her cunt makes will be in my head for decades.
“What if we want to claim this pussy as a pack? All of us at once, is that what you want?”
Tristan’s mouth falls open and her hips push back against his teasing fingers until she finds her voice, “Not fair. Steel doesn’t know if he wants that. We can definitely try though.”
Tyson leans down and sucks on her clit, his eyes up and watching her face. Not that he needs to, her body is writhing in pleasure. He keeps sucking on her clit and finger fucking her, even when King walks back in and climbs in the nest, coming to sit on the wall closest to us with a bottle of water in his hand.
I must startle or jump or some shit because he lasers his Alpha focus on me. “You didn’t think I’d leave you with her, did you?” He chuckles before taking a drink of water and leaning over to her, completely ignoring the fact my brother is eating her pussy out. King locks his mouth to hers, water dribbles down her chest.
I have to shuffle, and I ease my aching cock between Mav’s ass crack. It’s a tight squeeze but fucking hell, I need the press of pain. I’m so fucking close to going feral.
