“What?” she gasps, peering at me over her shoulder with mussed up blonde hair and flushed cheeks that pull a foreign sound from my chest.
Freeing myself from my jeans, I shuck off my shirt and grip her hip hard enough to bruise, guiding one of her knees up onto the arm of the couch. “Tell me right now if you don’t want me to fuck you.”
Rubbing the head of my cock over her entrance, she groans, and on her next breath confirms, “Just... no marking, okay?”
“Not unless you ask me to, gorgeous. I can fuck you six ways to Sunday without sinking my teeth into your shoulder, even if I desperately wish you’d beg me to.”
She scoffs, but the effect she’s going for is ruined by her vulnerable position. “I don’t beg.”
Lining myself up, I grip her hip with a feral smirk. “You will.”
It’s the only warning I can manage before I’m slamming into her to the hilt. She releases a soft cry, the sound dying as she swallows down Kasen’s cock. With a tortured groan, he palms the back of her head, taking control of her motions. Every snap of my hips drives her into him, forcing her to swallow him down further. I’m vaguely aware of Malcolm’s quiet praises encouraging her, of Kasen’s ragged breaths. Every noise that comes from Scarlett seems amplified, spurring me on faster, harder.
When she starts to tense beneath me, I force myself to pull out, counting to ten before picking up where I left off. By the third time, she’s ready to scream from frustration, desperate for someone to push her over the edge so she can come.
“Godsdamnit, Beck,” she growls, the dangerous sound from this sweet woman making my cock twitch. “You’re not winning any bonus points by making me suffer, here.”
No, I’m making you see that you need me. Want me.
Languidly, I draw nearly all of the way out and reach around to strum her clit once, twice. “No? So what do you want from me, my beautiful mate? All you have to do is ask.”
She stubbornly refuses to say anything, so I up the pace on her clit until her breathing becomes erratic, gently wrapping a hand around the back of her neck and pushing her down. The faster I flick my fingers, the more she comes alive beneath me, working her mouth over Kasen and leaning back into me to try and force my cock deeper.
Abruptly, I stop, and her strangled, indignant shout is a memory I’ll replay for years to come. “Fine!” she snaps, turning to glare at me, looking like a freshly fucked, wet dream instead of even close to intimidating. “Please?”
Lip twitching, I run the head of my cock from her clit to her ass. “Please what, my love?”
“Please put your money where your obnoxious mouth is and make me come.”
Teasing her with shallow thrusts, I practically purr in satisfaction. “That’s my girl.”
Relentlessly, I fuck my beautiful mate until she’s a trembling, pleading mess beneath me once more. When my skin starts to feel too tight, my teeth beginning to elongate, I bite down on my fist until I draw blood, desperately fighting against the urge to claim the woman beneath me. Slipping my fingers between her legs, I furiously circle her clit until she’s moaning, rocking back against me as she squeezes my cock in a vice. The vibrations set Kasen off, his fingers tangling in her hair as he fucks her mouth with shallow thrusts. One hand braced on his thigh, her other flies up to grip his forearm as she hangs on for the ride, Kasen taking over the rhythm as his breathing quickens.
I see his intention a split second before he moves, his eyes flitting down to her nails digging into his arm and inspiring thoughts of marked skin. She cries out, tightening around me and tensing as I lurch forward, hitting her deeper and forcing a new angle as I push down on her back with one hand and jam my arm between her and Kasen with the other. She’s oblivious to the way Kasen was reaching for her arm to bite her wrist as she comes with a strangled scream. He follows right behind her, coming down her throat while pain explodes in my wrist as his teeth tear through to the bone. Masochist that I am, the bite sets me over the edge. My cock jerks as ropes of cum claim my mate the only way that I’m currently able to, branding her from within.
We stay paralyzed for a few moments as we all ride out the aftershocks and try to catch our breath. In my peripherals, the mage undoes his tie, sacrificing it for a rag to clean himself up with. The creaking of his chair rolling back breaks the spell we’re under and Kasen unclenches his jaw, swiping a hand over his mouth like he’s trying to wipe the taste of me off of his tongue.
“Motherfucker, man, I didn’t mean-”he starts to apologize, but I wave him away before he finishes.
“What are brother husbands for? Though since this means I’m more your mate than Scarlett is now, want to go grab some towels?”
“Shut up,”he scoffs with a roll of his eyes, shaking his head in amusement.But... thanks.”
His features soften even further as he swipes his thumb over the corner of our mate’s mouth, satisfaction and possessiveness warring with the adoration emanating off of him in waves. “As much as I love you drowning in our scents, I think you’d appreciate a hot bath, yeah?”
I reach over and hang up the phone as Kasen picks her up and takes her to the bathroom. Plucking my shirt off of the floor, I wipe myself off and leave them be so they can have some one-on-one time together. I pushed them both past their comfort zones, but it did the trick and got them through the awkward block they’d created in their heads that was standing in their way to keep them from moving forward.
Smiling softly to myself as the water kicks on behind the closed door, I yank my jeans back on before walking to the kitchen to rinse the blood off of my wrist. It’s sore as fuck and I know it’ll only be worse come tomorrow, but it’ll heal.
Note to self, pick a spot that isn’t skin and bones to mark her.
With one more glance at the closed door on my way to my bag, I tug on a new shirt and scribble a quick note so Scarlett doesn’t think I ran out on her. She isn’t comfortable with a bite? Fine. I’ll just have to get creative.
I’m still making it perfectly clear to the world that she’s mine.
