Evan grabbed the lube and got her ready as she rode me. Her cute little noises went straight to my cock. My knot was so ready to bury itself inside her.
Finally, he grasped her hips. “Ready for me?”
“Please,” she begged.
I stilled as he slid inside her, and I relished in being able to feel him through her, in having both of them here with me.
We moved again, getting into a rhythm. Her eyes closed. Their pleasure washed over me through the bond as they came.
“Peaches, I’m going to give you my knot now.” I pushed my knot inside her, her body shuddering with pleasure as I came.
I pulled them both onto me, sandwiching Grace between us.
“Everyone okay?” I stroked her hair as I kissed him.
“I enjoy being the filling,” she said sleepily.
Evan kissed her temple. “I like you being the filling, too.”
His look said he’d like to be the filling next.
Oh no, I’d need to fuck them again. Poor me.
Chapter Fifteen
Grace
Elation cut through me as I zoomed on my green motorcycle through our sleepy little neighborhood. Oh, it felt good to be on a bike again. What Spencer had ordered for me was a perfect fit.
“Hey, you’re going a little fast,” Jett said over the coms in our helmets.
“I like to go fast.” But he was right. It was a Saturday morning. Kids could be out playing.
We returned to the driveway. Brennan and Riley were waiting. Evan and Wes had gone on a little date.
“How’d she do?” Brennan asked. He’d just come back from a business trip.
Jett took off his helmet. “Fine. It’s not like she doesn’t know how.”
“Itispretty much the same.” I rolled my eyes. This was my first time getting to test it out, since Brennan insisted I at least take the written test before using it.
Riley had her helmet in her hand. She looked at the two of them. “I get to ride, now?”
“Yeah, it’s fine,” Jett replied.
“Finally.” Putting on her helmet, Riley climbed into the sidecar. “Let’s test this fucker out.”
“Let’s go.” I took Riley for a spin around the neighborhood. “Everything going okay?” I asked over the coms.
“I told my sister Sonja that I was going to change my last name. Evan made me. We talked it through, and she’s okay with it. Which she should be, considering when she gets married, she and her doctor are changing their last names. You’ll like her.” Riley stated.
Right, she was a medical doctor and worked at the school Sonja was dean at.
“But…” I prodded, because I could feel abutcoming on.
“She told Sasha, who then shit a cactus. Ugh.” Riley sighed. “Evan’s my guardian. Also, I belong to this pack. She can’t do fuck-all. But the fact she’s being a bitch about it hurts.”
“Yeah, it hurts when family’s mean like that,” I agreed as I rounded a corner, noting how having a passenger in the sidecar changed things.
