Page 40 of My Begrudging Scent Matches

"I thought maybe. . . tonight?"

Caleb and Grant's eyes meet across Alice for just a minute before they spring into action, Caleb unbuttoning his shirt while Grant deftly plucks Alice up from the stool.

"Wait, now?" She squawks, but clings to Grant with her legs around his waist.

"Baby, we've been waiting for this moment. We're not going to waste another second," Grant says.

"Gotta do it before you change your mind," Caleb chimes in. Alice laughs loudly before pulling herself flush against Grant's strong chest. Over his shoulder, Caleb's already stripped off his shirt and she can see there's a bulge in the front of his pants, ever eager for her.

Grant goes for the nest instead of their bedroom, dropping to his knees and resting her on her back gently atop the pile of pillows and blankets. Caleb clicks on the strings of lights while Grant gets to work kissing up Alice's body and stripping off her clothes.

In her mind, she planned to look a bit sexier for this moment; maybe some lingerie or a silky slip instead of the matching sweat suit she wears to work on days when she has no meetings. Her hair, too, is in two frizzy red braids that whole chunks of hair have escaped from. But the way both men look at her like she’s the most radiant thing in the world, she knows she doesn’t need any of that to enamor them.

Caleb climbs onto the bed, crawling over her until her lips can fuse with his in a kiss that sears them both. His tongue is hot, probing immediately into her mouth—no grace, there’s hardly ever grace with him—he is all heat and excitement and passion, and Alice adores it.

"I love you, I love you," Caleb breathes against her mouth. "Loving you like this is all I can think about sometimes, the way we all fit together."

A little moan escapes Alice when she feels a stubbled chin scrape between her thighs. It takes nothing for her to be soaked this close to going into her heat when it seems that one of them even ghosting their hand across her back will make her flood with slick.

"Baby," Grant whines, as if the sight of her wet and spread before him is painful to him.

"Get me ready for you," she says. Something devilish and possessive draws across his face and he gets to work, licking and nipping and teasing her.

"We're going to need a couple of orgasms from you, Sweetheart, can you do that for us?" Caleb asks, watching Grant with rapt interest.

Alice is not often as patient as they’d like. They’d prefer she have a minimum of three orgasms before demanding their knots. They say she’s bossy and impatient, not a glimpse of people-pleasing tendencies when it comes to being pleasured.

"You sit back and let us have two, then we’ll give you what you want, you greedy girl." Caleb twists at one of her nipples, the sting overwhelming her senses as Grant presses his tongue into her hole again and again.

Two orgasms might not be difficult, not when she's already so close to her first.

She twists her fingers in Grant's hair, pulling him closer to her and grinding against his tongue which he swirls around her clit. When Grant sucks it into his mouth, he adds three fingers into her, sliding effortlessly inside.

"Caleb," Grant groans, and pulls his head away from Alice so Caleb can take a turn lapping at her pussy while Grant keeps his relentless fingering, pressing circles to her g-spot. Grant holds Caleb's head to Alice, his grip tight on the back of Caleb’s neck.

"She tastes perfect, doesn't she?" Grant asks. Caleb can only moan his ascent. "That's our mate, baby. That taste was made for us."

Alice groans, her hands seeking purchase anywhere and finding Caleb’s forearm.

As she squeezes his arm tighter, he only licks faster.

"That's it," Grant coos. "He's doing you just right, isn't he, Alice?"

"Yes," she breathes, and then repeats herself, chanting yes, yes, yes as Grant's fingers and Caleb's mouth bring her right over the edge, drenching Grant's palm with more of her slick that Caleb licks off of his fingers.

Alice tries to catch her breath, but before she can, Grant is already rubbing slick from her slit down to her tight hole. His thumb rubs circles around the entrance and her breath hitches every time he presses.

"One more, baby. Can you give us another before we fuck you?" Grant asks. He sounds so sweet, not like the demanding pleasure devil he really is.

"Okay.” She whines and writhes beneath Grant's fingers. "But hurry."

Grant and Caleb laugh, then communicate something in their silent way before Grant removes himself between her legs and lies down beside her.

"Come here, baby," Grant says, and tugs her until her front is pressed to his chest, his rigid cock squeezed between them. She wants to touch it and suck it into her mouth until he loses himself in her, but she knows he won't allow it. They have different plans for her tonight.

"There you are," Grant says, his face now level with hers. She tastes herself on his tongue when they kiss and quickly gets lost in it, kissing and breathing him in all while rubbing her body against his, hoping to make him even harder and tempt him into giving her what she really wants.

A hot open mouth laps at her ass before Alice feels something slide into her cunt. She gasps at the smooth, cold intrusion as it slowly pushes her open. It's a toy, one that's thicker than either of them, and Caleb works it in by degrees, one centimeter at a time, then out, before pressing it in a little farther. Her slick makes it glide easily, but she has to breathe deeply through the stretch.

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