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Denver increases the pace of his finger and cock, driving us both closer. Instinctively, my head lolls back, baring the column of my neck to him. His mouth goes there immediately, peppering the sensitive skin with hot, open-mouthed kisses. When his teeth brush against the place where my neck meets my shoulder, we both stiffen.

He’s so close to biting me.

He could bond with me right now, sink his teeth into the skin and connect us forever.

I want him to do it. I want him to claim me in the most permanent, primal way. It’s on the tip of my tongue to beg him to do it, but I hold it back. If he said no, if he rejected me when I’m so vulnerable and needy, I don’t know if I’d be able to keep my heart from shattering.

Instead, I pull back and press my lips to his. The kiss is hot, possessive, and claiming.

“Mine,” Denver growls against my mouth, and electricity pounds through me as I come. He’s right behind me, roaring as his knot stretches me open, connecting us while he fills me up with hot spurts of his seed.

He collapses on top of me, the weight of him heavy and hard. I’m distantly aware of the other Alphas, watching us. My eyelids are heavy, but I force them open so I can see Memphis and Camden. They’re lying down now, all of us reclining in my nest. I try to move—I love being filled with Denver’s knot, surrounded by his scent, but he’s not the only one who was hard for me. I can’t leave the others wanting.

“Shhh, don’t worry,” Camden says quietly. He reaches out to brush loose strands of my hair behind my ears. “We’ll have our time. Sleep, beautiful.”

I can’t help but obey him, drifting to a heavy, inevitable sleep.

THIRTY-ONE


M E M P H I S

Nothing smells as good as Brooklyn during her heat. The honey tones that tease me on other days make me fucking insane when her hormones are in full force. Despite Camden giving me some relief with his mouth before we all went to bed, I’ve spent most of the night awake. My cock has barely softened, every sense trained on the Omega sleeping sweetly in Denver’s arms, just to my right.

Looking at the two of them, I scarcely know how to feel. Part of me is furiously, obsessively jealous. I want to rip Denver off of her and break his fucking hands for touching her. Then, I’ll lick and fuck my girl until I’m the only Alpha with his scent on her.

Another part of me, a strange new part, is pleased. I can sense Denver’s own passion and protectiveness, the way he feels satisfied when he makes Brooklyn shiver or sigh. His feelings are mine, too.

A Pack bond. I’ve caught glimpses of it in the past few days, but it’s strongest when we’re focusing on Brooklyn. Working together to protect or satisfy her. From this point on, my connections to Denver and Camden are only going to get stronger.

I welcome it. I won’t pretend it doesn’t scare me a bit—I usually avoid people, not seek out their company. Part of me wonders if I’ll get frustrated without my usual solitude, with being so connected to other people. But whenever I stop overthinking it, I feel at peace.

Brooklyn shifts in Denver’s arms, and I notice her cheeks have gone pink. There’s a flush spreading down her neck, and I practically growl when I smell the slick gathering between her legs.

She needs relief from her heat.

Driven by my instincts, I kneel between her legs and draw one knuckle down her slit. The digit comes away drenched. Her brown and blue eyes flicker open, gazing at me with undisguised want. I repeat the gesture, and her hips shift against my hand. Seeking.

“Please,” she whimpers.

I don’t wait for further instruction. I lean down and bury my face against her sweet cunt, covering my nose and mouth with the slick that’s been calling to me all night.

“You woke up needy, huh?” Camden says, his voice husky with sleep.

“Yes,” Brooklyn wails.

Cam shifts Brooklyn’s body so he can kiss her. Watching their tongues press together while mine is buried in her channel makes my cock harden even more. When Denver joins, palming her breasts and sucking on her hardened nipple, a gush of slick floods my face. I lap it up eagerly.

Fuck, this is unreal. Not only is Brooklyn the most tempting, gorgeous woman I’ve ever been with, I can feel the pleasure from Camden and Denver, too. They’re loving making our sweet girl happy just as much as I am. The new bonds make this whole thing even more intense.

I press one finger into Brooklyn’s pussy. At first, she spreads eagerly for me, but her cunt quickly grips my finger so hard, it’s like she’s trying to force me out. Well, that won’t do. Without letting up from licking her clit, I force two fingers inside her, making her scream my name against Cam’s lips.

“Camden,” I say, and his dark blue eyes flash to mine. “I think our girl needs your knot.”

He flashes his lopsided smile at us both. “Happy to oblige. Brooklyn, baby, get on your hands and knees.”

Her doe eyes blink at him in confusion, but I grin back at him. I know exactly what he has in mind, and it’s exactly what I want right now.

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