“What are you talking about?”
“Bebe, have you looked in the mirror?” Santiago asks.
“Why? Do I look bad?”
“You look stunning. Better than you did on your wedding day,” Aleksei adds.
I glance down, then look straight back up. “What the hell? Why didn’t you say anything?”
“We were busy, not even here,maya,” Aleksei answers as he closes the distance. “Even if we were, do you think we would have stopped you?”
Santiago and Kade join him, and the three of them surround me. Their scent is off the charts, so potent it makes it impossible to even smell the sea of flowers surrounding us.
Together, they undress me. It takes longer than it should because I seem to have gone overboard. I honestly had no clue.
“Three business shirts, a pair of sweats, and a pair of shorts, four socks on one foot, three on the other, and a collection of ties.” Aleksei leans down and kisses my nose. “And somehow you managed to look better than any supermodel. Take your nakedpopkainside and make your nest, do what feels right.”
Santiago sweeps me off my feet and carries me, and all my stolen goods, to the stairs of the RV. He stops at the door and lowers me slowly.
“Bebe, let go for us. Anything you want, you ask for, nothing is off-limits. Don’t hold back, either. You want to sleep in your nest, then do that. We’re right here, and we will always be right here.”
He finishes off being really fucking sweet by licking his way into my mouth and kissing me until my eyes are rolling. Normally, I could stay and kiss him like this for a long time, but not today.
I do what he suggests and let go.
Chapter Fifty-Eight
QUINN
Awildfire of heat licks over my skin. It’s inside my veins searing me from the inside out. The heat of it races everywhere, and consumes, leaving me over sensitised and reeling as each small touch resonates.
It’s a primal dance full of lust and need. I crave constantly. But I only crave what is right in front of me, a trip of luxury where only the best will do—my pack. They read my desire before I even realise what it was I was yearning for. They adjust their temperament, and movements, and accommodate without words being shared. With a soft touch or a rumble of praise they drive my heat to fever pitch. And they fucking adore the way I slick up for them making me preen like a peacock. Jesus, their adoration is going to be like a second skin, ribboned over my heart and soul.
I cup my breast in one hand, stretching forward for Aleksei’s wicked mouth. He slaps me away, catching my nipple with his long fingers, grinning as he jacks off slowly.
“Be in the moment,maya. Feel our presence around you.” Aleksei’s words get swallowed by my groan as I come. “Fuck, you look incredible when you flush, wife.”
As he talks, my eyes fall to his monster sized cock. I watch spell bound at how his fist wraps around his girth and he squeezes and twists it in his grip. His thumb sweeps the gathering pre-come, slathering his cock head wet. And my tongue feels too thick in my mouth.
“I want,” I whine but my thought are railroaded away, as Santiago’s teeth latch around my clit, his fingers scissoring through the mess.
“Gush,maya. Drown them in your slick.” Aleksei encourages, at the same time Kade’s fingers push pass the wall of muscle of my other hole.
Magic and wonder blur my senses, and I only think in terms of want. And I’ve found out time and time again, I want them. In any way I can get them. All the time too.
A desperate whine spills from my open mouth as my mind tunnels with a raging hunger for more. And yes, Santiago is eating me out, and yes, it feels so fucking good I can’t help but orgasm but my heat twists and flips making me more irrational. Achingly so.
Sharp pain radiates, like something is tearing me up inside and I fall forward under the rocket like take off as another heat spike takes over. The teasing and foreplay shifts as once more my heat changes between one blink and the next.
SANTIAGO
Quinn collapses in on herself. The fluttering of her juicy cunt goes from the sweetest pleasure to something beastly. A force onto itself.
“She’s fucking majestic.” I grit out as I reach up to taste her latest release. She’s so sweet. Her slick is viscous, like vanilla treacle. It’s taste is more akin to ambrosia though, and makes me feel like a god. Her slick addicted god.
Kade, and Aleksei, move out my way, and I flip her in the time it takes for my goddess to make a groaned plea. I slide my cock straight into her cramping channel. She writhes under me, a desperate, pain filled cry falls from her lips and circles through her nest. Her slick is flowing, her body already pre-empting this part of her heat as she calls us for more.
I ram my knot to lock without warning. Her body takes it, and once she’s right where she needs to be I drive into her body with a frantic frenzy nipping at my heels. My come pours out, flooding to coat the walls of her pussy. She sighs in instant relief but she continues to beg.
