“Leo made bacon and pancakes.”
“You can smell that all the way downstairs?” I asked.
He hummed in agreement. “A wolf’s nose is very good. I can even smell how turned on you are.”
I paused, sure I was tomato red already. “What?”
Jasper blinked, as if realizing what he said might have been a bit much. “I—I mean, it is true, but it’s not weird.”
I tried to wiggle away, hoping the middle of the bed would open and swallow me whole. “How is that not weird? You know every time I’m…” I couldn’t even finish.
He pressed into me harder, burying himself into my neck. “Don’t be embarrassed,” he said. “It’s so sexy knowing you want us.”
“But I don't know what’s going on with you,” I said with a pout.
His lips pressed to the space between my shoulder and neck, making me shiver. “How about I just tell you when I want you?”
I let out a small sigh. Though it was a bit odd, there was a lot different about dating wolves, let alone three of them. “Fine. I guess that’s a good compromise.”
“Good. Just so you know, I’m very turned on now.” His hand snaked up and reached under my sleep shirt, caressing my breast. The growl he released rang through my body. I could feel how wet I’d become, the air cooling my slightly damp underwear.
His fingers tweaked my still-sensitive nipples as he kissed down my body. When he reached the tops of my thighs, I expected him to roll me on my back, but instead, he rolled us so I was on top, leaving his head between my thighs. My hands flew to the headboard, and I sat up on my knees to keep my weight off him.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
I leaned back a bit until I could see him past my boobs. “Enjoying my breakfast,” he said, planting a kiss to my thigh.
“That sounds like a line from a romance novel.”
His brow quirked. “How would you know?”
I scoffed. “I’ve picked one up a time or two, when I have a moment.”
“Maybe we’ll have to try some of the things you learned. I think this is a good place to start.”
He tried to force me down on him, but I resisted. “I can’t,” I insisted. “I’ll squish you.”
“That’s the idea. If I’m not being crushed, then what’s the point? Relax and let me taste you.”
I reluctantly let go a bit, lowering just within reach, but still hovering.
Jasper’s hands rested on either side of my thighs as his tongue swept through my pussy. He ate me like I was a meal, licking and sucking, moaning into me.
Eventually, I stopped paying attention and relaxed, letting myself fall further against him until my thighs were crushing the sides of his head. Though I thought to get up, he was holding me down, not letting me go.
I felt his tongue shift and his nails get longer as he partially shifted the way they did last night. His tongue got larger and dipped further inside me, fucking me harder.
“Jasper, fuck,” I moaned, trying to stay quiet.
“Don’t worry, love. Our room is soundproof. Feel free to be as loud as you want.”
I felt him shift a bit, and I wasn’t sure why until he cried out beneath me. I thought he needed me to move, so I tried to get up, but a hand on my back stopped me.
I was startled until I saw Hawthorne there, a smirk on his face and Jasper’s cock in his hand. “Don’t worry, darling,” he said. “I just couldn’t resist.” He looked as if he'd come from the shower, his hair dripping wet, his body naked.
I watched as he lowered himself and took Jasper in his mouth. He moaned beneath me, only adding to my pleasure.
I reached behind me, running my hand through Hawthorne’s hair. Wanting to try something, I gripped his hair and pulled slightly, tightening the strands around my fingers. He moaned a bit and didn’t fight me, which gave me the confidence to continue. I pushed him down on Jasper’s cock until he was choking a bit.
