Page 98 of Justice for Puck Bunnies

My hand works my cock back to hard like I know Trick wants.

“Come sit beside us,” he murmurs.

My legs hang off the side of the bed while I watch, only inches away from the three most important people in my life.

Sitting beside them exaggerates how fucking erotic it is. Trick braces her to him while Vin rests a hand on her shoulder and leverages into her cunt.

Her eyelids droop and she sighs contentedly while he takes from her.

Spicy honey has invaded my senses until I can’t smell or taste anything else. My mouth waters at the idea of eating her pussy, and I don’t even care that the guys have had her.

I just want her.

“Enough,” Trick says gently and then shifts her to my lap. “Vin’s the only one we can be certain won’t try to knot your ass. He gets the honors.”

The beta in question practically skips around to the large pile of sex toys to find a bottle of lube.

Which means . . .

“You don’t want to . . . ?” I ask, my voice dying off.

“Pack means we share our toys. Besides, our omega forgot to lick you clean when she was done. She’ll have to try again and prove to me she can perform a blowjob properly.”

Izzy shivers and nods frantically then climbs into my lap.

The first time Izzy and I are together is in the midst of a heat. Neither of us chose this moment, but I also really like that it’s among us.

Small fingers position me at her entrance before she sinks her hips down. I spread my legs to make space for Vin and also force her legs wide.

She skims those same fingers over my collarbone and runs them through my hair. The tactile need is so strong that even full to the hilt, she needs to touch me.

Any remaining hesitance dies an unrecoverable death.

No one will ever be this woman.

She rides me in a slow, rolling motion that’s more about maintaining our skin contact than anything else.

Vin slides his hand between us where we’re joined, and a fingertip vibe buzzes to life.

Izzy’s gorgeous eyes roll. She lets loose pleading little whimpers and begs to come.

“Not yet,” I tell her. “Almost there, love. A little more and you can come, but not yet.”

“Yes, alpha.”

And but damn if that doesn’t surge the ardor slamming against my restraint.

“Vin,” I say and grunt at him to “hurry up.”

The beta positions himself behind Izzy. His skin moves against mine and her pussy slowly tightens.

She’s hyperventilating, her chest moving so fast it flutters against mine.

“Vin,” she whines.

“Almost there.”

“No. Fuck me, Vin.”

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