Sage immediately starts grinding against his cock, leaning down to rub her nipples on his chest and suck on his neck. Brooks groans in appreciation this time, angling his head to give her more room.
Vee stands and stretches, then turns to me.
“I’ll be right back,” she whispers. “Going to grab more food. Help distract her if she notices.”
I nod, rolling toward them, but it doesn’t look like Sage has the mental capacity to notice anything other than the alpha she’s currently riding.
Chapter Forty-Eight
Neveah
Two more days fly by, and even I’m starting to flag. I twist a head scarf around my hair as I consider where we’re at. We had discussed the possibility of an extended heat, as it’s her first one around scent-matches, and I can only hope it doesn’t last too much longer.
Next time, I’m buying an inflatable knot for my strap-on. I can’t believe I planned for every other thing we might need or that could possibly go wrong, but I didn’t think of that.
I guess I assumed one knot would be enough.
Brooks and Riley are cuddled together, both sound asleep. I believe Sage was between them at one point, but she wiggled her way out and crawled over to me, waking me up.
“Hi, sweet girl,” I whisper, stroking a hand through her matted hair. “What do you need?”
“You,” she whines, her voice hoarse. “Need you.”
I press a straw to her lips, but she turns her head away with a frown. She hasn’t drank anything in hours. I lick my lips as an idea comes to me. I pull her back to my chest and lean against the pile of pillows. Sage’s legs fall open, and I slide twofingers down through her curls and then press into her slick heat.
“Open your mouth,” I say, tilting her chin up to me.
She moans, then opens her mouth obediently. I take a sip of water, then bend over her, meeting her lips and letting the water slide from my mouth to hers. I swipe my tongue along her lips, then pull back with my hand on her jaw, preventing her from spitting it out.
“Swallow,” I say. My alpha is tempted to bark, but I hold it back.
Her eyes flutter, and she swallows as I stroke along her inner walls, pressing the heel of my palm to her clit.
“Good girl,” I murmur, and she clenches down on my fingers. I repeat the process two more times with more water before she protests, turning her head away.
I press her back into the messy sheets, then move to settle between her legs.
“No,” Sage says. “Up here.”
I tilt my head as I stare at her. She’s got her legs clenched together as she tries to give herself some friction now that my fingers aren’t buried in her, but she wants me on her mouth again.
I flip around, straddling her head while facing down her body.
“Okay, sweet girl. But only if I can have you at the same time.”
She moans her agreement and spreads her legs, slick dripping down her ass.
I lower myself over her, then curve my body down to suck her clit into my mouth.
Sage gasps against my folds, arching into me, and I prop myself on one arm so I can loop the other under her leg and shove two fingers into her dripping pussy. She clenches down on them, and I hum in approval.
She tastes so fucking good. Even though we’ve been doing this for days, I can’t get enough of how delectable she is. Lightly floral lavender with notes of sweet, warm vanilla along with an undefinable essence that’s purely her.
Sage laps at me, nipping or sucking occasionally, but mostly she just wants my taste in her mouth. I wonder if I taste as good to her as she does to me.
I whisper praise into her folds, loud enough for her to hear but hopefully not wake the others, and soon Sage is squirting around my fingers, coming hard with a gush of wetness as she gasps and pants into my cunt.
I pull back, licking her divine taste off my lips, to see Brooks staring at us.
